The Ming Dynasty: The most ruthless imperial grandson, Old Zhu begged me not to kill him.

Chapter 575 Musket Duel
The most important thing now is to divide up power.

After returning to the military camp, Suttridamer was so angry that he almost went crazy and smashed everything he could in the camp.

"Those two guys were captured, what right do they have to come back and compete with me for power?"

"Those powers should have belonged to me in the first place. What right do they have to take them? What right do they have to take them?"

Seeing this, the generals could only lower their heads and tremble in fear. They knew very well that Su Tridamer was on the verge of exploding and would never listen to anyone.

Just then, a horn sounded outside.

Everyone frowned upon hearing the sound, followed by a series of booming sounds and the crackling of gunfire.

Upon hearing this voice, Su Tridamer's expression changed drastically. There was only one reason for this voice to appear: the Ming army was attacking.

He was furious and had nowhere to lie, staring into the distance with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Good, the Ming Dynasty is attacking at this time. I was just about to settle accounts with them. What are these damned guys doing?"

"Release the eldest and second eldest brothers!"

"Since they're courting death, they can't blame me. Men, come on, I'll go out with you and wipe them all out!"

When his soldiers heard the news, they were trembling with fear.

What a joke! They know their own strength. They can't beat them anyway. Their only thought now is to use their fortified city to stall for as long as possible.

Who would have thought that their own prince would be so fierce?

He directly led his troops in an offensive.

If they really attack like this, they'll probably be wiped out completely.

At this moment, the general was so frightened that he hurriedly tried to dissuade him.

"General, you absolutely mustn't do that! Our strength is far inferior to that of the Ming Dynasty. To make a move now would be tantamount to walking into a trap!"

"The army we have now is the last remaining force in the entire Delhi Sultanate. If we lose it here, we won't be able to explain it when we get back!"

However, Su Tridamer was no longer concerned about any of that at this moment. He only had one thought in his mind: to wipe out the entire Ming army.

"How dare you! I say what I mean, do you all intend to disobey my orders?"

"Do you think that now that the second and third brothers have arrived, you can find new masters again?"

Thinking of this, he immediately drew the weapon from his waist and said.

"With me in charge here, you all have no choice but to go. If you don't go, I'll chop you all up right now!"

The two men smiled bitterly to themselves. The Ming Dynasty was far stronger than them, especially in terms of firearms, which were incredibly powerful.

After thinking about this place, the general shook his head and said.

"We are no match for the Ming Dynasty if we fight them alone with our current strength, but I have a plan!"

"Didn't we form a firearms army? Why don't we send this army over there? We might have a better chance of winning if we fight firearms against firearms!"

A general standing nearby said with a smile.

"Since we still have a cavalry unit left from the previous battle, we can send out the Qi troops to launch a flanking attack when the firearms are engaged. By the time they begin to defend, our cavalry will already be in front of them!" "Firearms troops only play a role when they are in formation. Scattered like this, they are useless. This is our opportunity!"

Sogdiana Merl was extremely pleased to hear this.

"Isn't this still quite useful? I was very offensive when I said you were useless before, but I also hope that you can win this battle!"

“You know very well that Istanbul Shridamer and Ankhtan Shridamer have returned. They have returned to fight for power. Now you are all my subordinates. If we fail, we will all die without a burial place!”

"So we must win this battle no matter what. If we lose, our reputation will plummet, and you should know what the consequences will be!"

Upon hearing this, the people pointed to the items belonging to Sogdiana Damer's most loyal followers.

Of course, the subsequent arrivals didn't seem so significant, because their allegiance to Sogdiana Damer was something they had no choice but to do. All the princes in the court, except for Sogdiana Damer, had been captured by the Ming Dynasty, leaving them with no other options. However, now that Istanshuri Damer and Ankhtanshuri Damer had been released, it meant they had other supporters besides the one in front of them. Therefore, their attitude towards Sogdiana Damer was mostly perfunctory.

Suttridamer was extremely dissatisfied with the people in front of him, but he still had to use them for the time being. He would deal with them properly after this matter was over.

At this moment, the firearms units of the Delhi Sultanate and the Ming Dynasty clashed.

The soldier, wielding his firearm, was extremely pleased with himself.

Knowing that the weapons used by this firearms unit were from the Ming army they had commanded on the battlefield, the strength of the two sides should be roughly equal now.

With the help of cavalry, they are sure to defeat the enemy.

Upon seeing this, he immediately ordered his troops to launch an attack.

Upon his command, soldiers from both sides opened fire simultaneously.

The soldiers in the front ranks of the Delhi Sultanate fell to the ground, but their bullets had no effect on the Ming Dynasty; in fact, all the bullets had already penetrated the ground.

Since it was somewhat unbelievable, the leading general was greatly surprised.

"How is it possible that we are so much worse off than them when we are using the same weapons? Could it be that the weapons they gave us were fake?"

However, before he could finish speaking, the Ming army was already preparing for another round of firing.

Seeing the first two rows of musketeers fall in battle startled the soldiers behind them, and some even prepared to flee.

The leader arrived, gritting his teeth. In this situation, there was absolutely no way to retreat. If they retreated even a step, the morale of the army would collapse, and their entire army would be completely finished.

Thinking of this, he shouted loudly.

"Brothers, the enemy isn't that far from us. If we can't charge up, as long as we stick close to them, their weapons will be useless!"

"Those who retreat one step will be killed, those who advance one step will be rewarded!"

Driven by these enormous savings, the soldiers rushed frantically toward the front lines.

Zhu Xiong Ying sat on the high platform, watching this scene with disdain in his eyes.

However, such a charge might be somewhat useful when the strength of the two sides is equal, but now the gap in strength between the two sides is too great, and this is something that individual courage alone cannot make up for.

To be precise, these people are useless.

(End of this chapter)