Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

"Don't kill me, I surrender, I surrender..."

With the help of obstacles, Captain Pang rushed forward quickly, crossed an obstacle, and saw several white elephants with turbans facing him.

Years of combat experience have given him very quick reflexes, and he is ready to shoot as soon as he raises his gun.

However, those white elephants were faster. They dropped their guns directly on the ground, knelt straight, raised their hands high, and kept shouting something.
Although I didn't understand what he said, I could still understand the general meaning, which was that he just wanted to surrender.

"What's the matter, Captain?"

A squad leader ran over, looked at the surrendering white elephant, and asked in a low voice.

"Da da da……"

A burst of fire rang out, and the white elephant who had raised his hands in surrender fell in a pool of blood. The company commander looked at his magazine and saw that there were not many bullets left. He pulled out one and stuffed it into his weapon bag, replaced it with another, and then replied: "Just do it."

The squad leader next to him was dumbfounded. Is it so direct?
Captain Pang ordered two soldiers to check if the man was still alive, and told the squad leader: "In such a fierce battle, it is very troublesome to receive prisoners."

"Not only do we need to send people to guard them, but we also need to be on guard against them colluding with other enemies at all times."

"If there is chaos, it will easily cause casualties among our soldiers, so the best solution is to eliminate them, which can solve all problems."

The squad leader nodded suddenly, thinking that what his company commander said made sense.

"Don't stop, the credit is ahead, plant the flag, and the brothers can go back to rest and eat meat."

Captain Pang called out to two soldiers and asked them to send the injured veteran back first. He then asked the two veterans to continue exploring the way and commanded the troops to advance quickly.

Although it is easy for a military commander to boost morale by charging in the front, as a member of the assault team, Captain Pang understands that his best position is not to lead the charge, but to use his rich combat experience to instruct these new recruits on how to fight well.

As a commander, what he should do is to let these new recruits survive the war.

"Cough cough..."

A collapsed roof panel was pushed open and Ashoka crawled out from inside. The dust that was splashed up choked him and made him cough.

Looking outside at the sky covered with smoke, his heart was equally dead.

The enemy's attack was so fierce that he didn't know how many people were still alive, let alone how to contact them and organize them to continue the resistance.

The representative of the British Empire asked them to hold out for at least two months, but they couldn't even hold out for two hours. Is this the difference between a powerful empire and a small country?

After sitting on the ruins in a daze for a while, he slowly sat up and walked outside.

Walking out of the ruins, the originally magnificent palace had disappeared.

There were broken bricks and tiles everywhere, collapsed houses everywhere, and many corpses were buried underneath.

Some of those who were not dead let out low, painful cries and calls for help.

But no one cared about them. Everyone was already busy with their own affairs, so who had the time to care about these dying people?

"Are there any alive? I am your king, gather around me quickly."

Ashoka shouted loudly, and it took a long time before people came over in groups of three or four.

Looking at the dozen or so embarrassed people in front of him, Ashoka felt a chill in his heart.

Relying on these dozen people who don't even have weapons, let alone resisting the attack of the Yan army, it is unknown whether he can leave here alive.

"Da da da……"

Fierce gunfire suddenly rang out from outside. Ashoka was startled, but regardless of his frustration, he called a dozen soldiers to protect him and was about to leave.

"hurry up……"

Captain Pang raised his gun and fired a burst of shots, knocking down a fleeing guy, then commanded the soldiers to rush in quickly.

When they arrived at the palace, they encountered only brief resistance, and they dispersed the enemy with a single charge.

Seeing that other troops had not arrived yet, Captain Pang hurriedly called upon his soldiers to hurry in.

This is the first merit, at least a second-class collective merit, and we can't let others get ahead of us.

In order to capture the enemy's king and plant the flag, the soldiers under the command of Captain Pang ran all the way, not even looking at some precious items on the ground.

"Captain, look over there."

A soldier who had just finished shooting and was loading ammunition into his semi-automatic rifle accidentally saw a group of people running away on the right.

And one of them, although in a disheveled state, was definitely dressed extraordinary.

This was a tailor who had been passed down from generation to generation in the military family. One could tell at a glance that the guy was wearing top-quality silk.

Silk is a precious commodity in Yan State. Not to mention in this foreign country, even in Yan State, ordinary people would not buy silk clothes unless they were getting married.

From this he could judge that this guy's identity was definitely not simple, and he was very likely the high-level figure of the other party they were looking for.

Captain Pang, who was shooting at several enemies, looked in the direction of the other party's finger and saw Ashoka at a glance.

Before setting off, he had seen a photo of Ashoka. Although the guy looked very disheveled now, his approximate size could still be seen.

"Fuck, brothers, this is their king, catch him!"

When they heard that the enemy's king had been found alive, the soldiers became excited. Several veterans didn't care about the other escapees and rushed forward with their guns.

"Damn it, we've been discovered!"

When Ashoka heard the excited shouts around him, he looked back and saw several soldiers of the Yan Army running towards him excitedly.

Knowing that he had been exposed, Ashoka no longer cared about the soldiers protecting him. He pushed away the guy blocking his way and ran away.

"Don't let him run away, hit his legs first!"

The environment of the ruins was too complicated, and the soldiers were not familiar with the terrain. The veteran was worried that this guy would run away and he would not be able to find him, so he shouted directly to the sharpshooter among the veterans.

The sharpshooter knelt on one knee without saying a word, raised his gun and aimed slightly.

"Bang bang..."

After two consecutive shots, a scream was heard from the front and Ashoka fell heavily to the ground.

"Quick, quick, catch him, don't let him die."

Captain Pang, who was commanding his soldiers to resist other oncoming enemies, immediately shouted excitedly when he saw the target being knocked down.

The veteran soldier didn't care about the bullets fired from the corner and rushed forward to fight with the other party for the person.

In order to prevent the guy from being killed by bullets in the battle, the veteran threw his gun behind him, pulled out his pistol and rushed forward!
After a burst of gunfire and a fierce fight, Ashoka was pinned to the ground with two guns pointed at his head, and he dared not move.

When they saw the king was captured, the White Elephant soldiers who had originally wanted to come and rob him suddenly lost their morale. When they heard the increasingly intense gunshots approaching, they no longer had the will to resist and turned around and ran away.

"Er Biaozi, raise the flag for me."

Seeing the enemy running away, Captain Pang's face flushed and he shouted to the flag bearer who was following with the flag.

The flag bearer had been prepared long ago. Under the cover of two soldiers, he climbed directly to the ruins of the palace and forcefully inserted the flag in his hand.

"Wonderful victory, ten thousand victory!"

Looking at the war dragon flag fluttering in the wind, the soldiers shouted excitedly and cheered for the victory.

"Damn it, it's too late!"

As soon as the cheers rang out, another team of soldiers rushed in.

The leading officer looked at the soldiers shouting loudly on the ruins of the palace and cursed angrily.

He was not angry at the other party, but he was angry that he was a step late and the credit was taken by someone else.

When Captain Pang heard the voice, he looked at the other person and shouted, "It's an acquaintance."

"Who did I think it was? It turned out to be Ma Laoliu. How come your speed hasn't improved at all after all these years? You were the last one in the recruit camp back then, and now you're still so slow."

The annoyed platoon leader looked up and saw Captain Pang when he heard this. A hint of ecstasy flashed in his eyes. He rushed up and grabbed Captain Pang's neck.

"You big ass, I was wondering who stole my credit, it turned out to be you, you bastard. If you don't bleed hard today, I will never let you go."

Seeing the two officers' hilarity, the soldiers all smiled kindly and nodded to each other in greeting.

The two of them played around for a while, and Platoon Leader Ma glanced at the military rank on Captain Pang's shoulder, with a hint of envy in his eyes: "I heard that you and two other brothers captured an entire battalion some time ago, and His Majesty personally awarded you medals, and the entire court is promoting your achievements."

Captain Pang chuckled and said, "It was just a fluke."

After saying that, he looked at Platoon Leader Ma's soldiers and asked, "I remember that Old Wu was following you, wasn't he?"

Platoon Leader Ma, who still had a smile on his face, suddenly became gloomy when he heard this.

"I died during the cross-border attack. I was hit by a bullet in the head. There was no pain."

The smile on Captain Pang's face also disappeared. Back then, the three of them in their class had the best relationship, but he didn't expect that there are only two of them left now.

Platoon Leader Ma touched his nose and whispered, "From our class, only you, me, Lao Wang and Lao Zhao are still in the army. The others have either died in battle or retired due to injuries."

After saying that, he stood up and patted Captain Pang on the shoulder: "You may be transferred to the field army in the future. There are battles to fight, so live well. Don't wait until the New Year or other holidays, or I will have to visit you. I don't have the time for that."

Looking at his old friend, Captain Pang reached out, hugged him in his arms, and patted his back hard.

"Don't worry, I'm very lucky and I won't die. You should live well too. When I become the head of the regiment, I will transfer you to my team and let you clean the toilet for me."

"Roll the ball!"

After exchanging a few words of advice, Captain Pang handed the place over to Platoon Leader Ma and escorted Ashoka towards the camp.

Platoon Leader Ma stood in the ruins, silently watching the receding figure: "Take care, old brother."

On the battlefield, no one knows whether they will still be alive tomorrow.

Faced with the threat of death that could come at any time, no one gave up, no one was afraid, no one was cowardly.

Their war is holy, their battle is great.

They will never forget what His Majesty said to them.

"We will use the blood of our generation to create eternal peace and a prosperous dynasty! If one day I, the emperor, need to fight in person, I will not hesitate to take up my gun and charge to the front line to carve out a peaceful and smooth road for future generations!" (End of this chapter)