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

Chapter 51: Kindness is not the key to success, life and death battles! (Please read, invest, and collect)
"Our Grand Master has already withdrawn his troops as requested. We hope that your country will abide by its promise and start trade with us so that we can exchange what we have and what we need."

On the morning of the second day, Zhu Qizhen, with powder covering the scars on his face, sat in his seat with an expressionless face.

An Oirat envoy spoke eloquently under the various looks from the generals.

"The troops have been withdrawn. That's great. Your Majesty, we can go back now."

A man dressed as a eunuch cheered in surprise.

"call!"

Zhu Qizhen also pretended to breathe a sigh of relief and said to the Wala envoy: "Go back and tell your Grand Master that I will keep my promise."

"Thank you, His Majesty the Great Emperor of Ming Dynasty."

The envoy pretended to be moved, bowed slightly and thanked him.

"Hurry up and send someone to get some water. No, move the camp closer to the water source. Hurry up. Your Majesty and I are dying of thirst. Your Majesty, we can go home after a rest."

The envoy stepped out of the tent and heard the eunuchs' cheers behind him.

He glanced back and saw that everyone in the tent was smiling, as if they had survived a disaster. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Go home, yes, I'll take you home."

The messenger ran past him, and soon the huge military camp was filled with cheers and chaos.

The envoy and his men rode their horses out of the camp. Along the way, they saw dense Ming troops carrying all kinds of water containers and running out of the camp without even taking their weapons.

It was chaotic and there was no discipline at all, as if if you were a step late, the water would be drunk up by others.

The envoy's smile grew wider and wider, and he drove his horse faster and faster.

Soon they ran out of the Ming army camp and headed in a distant direction.

When he reached a certain position, he looked back and saw the dense and chaotic Ming army running out. He glanced again and saw the noisy camp, and waved to his men.

Seeing the envoy's actions, several Wala soldiers took off their bows and arrows, pulled out a special whistle arrow, raised their hands and shot it into the sky.

"squeak…"

The sound was very sharp and could be heard from far away.

The sound of the shooting had not stopped yet, and a sound was heard in the distance, and then it spread to the distance little by little like a staircase.

The Ming army seemed unaware and their soldiers were still pouring out. The camp gate was crowded with soldiers who wanted to leave.

The chaos continued. The grassland leading from Tumubao to the distant river was densely populated with Ming troops everywhere.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."

Suddenly, rumbling sounds like thunder came from a distance.

The Ming army that was running towards the water source stopped in surprise and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

"The Wala people are coming, the Wala people are coming..."

"Run, the enemy is coming..."

Panic and chaos arose in an instant. The Ming troops who had already run out of the camp were like headless flies, shouting and screaming in fear and fleeing everywhere.

"Woooooooo..."

A warning horn sounded across the camp.

The Wala envoy heard the voice and looked over, his face full of disdain and sneer.

The Ming army had already been warned, but the Ming troops crowded at the camp gate not only failed to organize and prepare for battle, but became even more chaotic.

He even saw that some Ming soldiers waved their fists and hit their comrades in order to escape.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The sound of horse hooves became louder and louder, and the densely packed grassland barbarians showed ferocious smiles on their faces, brandished their weapons, and made strange noises as they rushed towards the chaotic Ming army camp.

"Send signal!"

On a hidden high platform in the camp, Zhu Zhanjun watched the barbarian cavalry rushing towards him from afar and calmly gave orders.

“Ji…Bang!”

A firework shot straight into the sky with a loud bang.

Hearing the sound of fireworks, the Ming army who were fleeing in panic outside the camp suddenly stopped, drew out short knives and swords from their sleeves and behind their backs, formed a formation with their companions, and quickly moved towards the camp.

"what!"

Seeing this scene, the Wala envoy exclaimed in surprise and felt a bad feeling in his heart.

But it was too late. The army that launched the charge could not be stopped just like that.

Before he could send a signal, the barbarian cavalry had already rushed into the Ming army's camp.

The fighting broke out instantly.

Since the Ming troops were only equipped with short weapons, they were immediately at a disadvantage when facing these fully armed barbarian cavalrymen who were still in a charging state, and suffered heavy casualties in an instant.

However, the cavalrymen were not much better.

If they encounter truly defeated troops, they can break up the general formation in an instant with a charge.

Unfortunately, they didn't know that these tens of thousands of soldiers had already made up their minds that they were going to die.

In their minds, they wanted to take someone with them even if they died.

It was said above that killing a barbarian would reward 20 taels of silver, killing one would cover the cost, and killing two would make a profit. It was just one death, and their lives had already been sold to the court anyway.

Thousands of people were killed and wounded, and the first wave of grassland barbarian cavalry charging was trapped in the sea of ​​Ming troops.

These Ming soldiers were like crazy, grabbing people and cutting horses' legs, and some even just holding the horses' legs and biting them.

With the corpses and the chaos in the team, the barbarian cavalry was instantly trapped in a human swamp.

"Damn it, I fell into a trap!"

Yesen, who was leading the main force to follow closely, suddenly looked gloomy.

"Charge!" It was too late to turn around. The distance between the two armies was less than a few dozen feet. The charging cavalry corps could not be stopped easily.

You can only charge forward bravely, and now it depends on who collapses first.

"Beat the drums and blow the trumpets! March!"

Seeing that the two sides were completely mixed together, Zhu Zhanjun calmly gave the next order.

"Woooooooo..."

"Dong dong dong dong..."

The sound of war drums and horns rang out, and a soldier holding a yellow five-element flag shook it vigorously towards the distant hills.

"My men, the day of bloody shame is today, follow me and kill!"

On a hill to the left of Tumu Fort, a Ming cavalry corps of several thousand people suddenly appeared.

Fan Zhong, who was fully armed, raised the spear in his hand and let out a deafening roar.

"kill!"

This cavalry regiment, formed with all the horses in the army, took advantage of the hillside and launched an attack on Yesen's troops from the flank.

Their mission was simple: to delay the enemy's main force at all costs to prevent them from turning around and escaping.

"The Divine Machine Cannon Battalion!"

Zhu Zhanjun shouted softly, and the red five-element command flag shook instantly.

Dozens of horse-drawn carriages disguised as water trucks opened their compartments in an instant, and each of them fired a cannon directly at the enemy's face without regard for their lives.

"fire!"

"Boom boom boom..."

The artillery, which had been holding back its anger since the start of the expedition, let out a deafening roar, and bullets whizzed across hundreds of meters and smashed into the group of barbarian cavalry.

For a moment, people and horses were thrown to the ground, and the running team became chaotic again.

"Dong dong dong, dong dong dong..."

While the Shenji Camp was conducting artillery bombardment, the infantry corps led by Zhang Fu formed a battle array and pressed forward towards the barbarian cavalry corps that was already entangled with Fan Zhong.

Zhu Zhanjun stood on the command platform, constantly issuing orders and correcting the team's progress. At the same time, he directed the troops that were detouring in other directions to block Yesen's main army that was desperately entangled by Fan Zhong and others.

This was a life-and-death battle, and also a war with a huge disparity in strength.

The Ming army's highly mobile cavalry had been lost some time ago, and they could only rely on infantry formations to strangle the enemy layer by layer.

In open terrain, it is a complete taboo for infantry to attack cavalry.

If he didn't have much time left, Zhu Zhanjun really didn't want to do this.

"Grandmaster, it's bad. More than 10,000 Ming soldiers have bypassed us from behind and blocked our retreat."

Yesen, who was leading his troops in battle, was shocked when he heard this. His face instantly turned gloomy when he looked at the entire battlefield.

Fan Zhong entangled his main force, and several thousand people fought desperately to slow down their progress.

The Ming army had no less than 100,000 troops, forming two formations to surround them on the left and right, and were slowly pressing towards them.

The tens of thousands of soldiers and horses that had circled behind them were also advancing slowly, cooperating with the troops on the left and right to block their retreat.

"Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, I underestimated you."

"Woooooooo..."

Just as he was thinking about which direction to break through, the horn sounded again from the Tumu Fort in front, and the flag representing the emperor's symbol led an army out of the Tumu Fort.

Looking at the army of only a few thousand people, and a figure in the middle wearing dazzling golden armor.

Yesen quickly scanned the battlefield. The three encirclement legions were well-equipped and had neat formations, so they could not break through in a short period of time.

After a brief thought in his mind, Yesen swung the scimitar in his hand towards Tumu Fort.

"My men, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty is right there. Capture him and victory will still belong to us."

"Woooo..."

With Yesen's order, the barbarian cavalry, who were somewhat impatient due to the oppression of the Ming army's formation, suddenly had an outlet to vent.

With a deafening shout, they launched a charge towards the troops assembled in front of the Tumubao camp.

"Uncle, they have seen me, I can go back now."

Zhu Qizhen, who was forcibly brought out, looked at the battlefield littered with corpses and the ferocious barbarian cavalry, and his legs holding the horse trembled slightly.

Zhu Zhanjun glanced at him and said calmly, "Okay, but I can't guarantee that when you turn around, my knife won't involuntarily chop off your head."

Zhu Qizhen's face instantly fell and he was too dumb to speak.

Tens of thousands of war horses were galloping, and the momentum was chilling. The slightly shaking ground made the Ming army soldiers even more tormented as they faced the cavalry.

Zhu Zhanjun exhaled slowly and looked at the barbarian cavalry getting closer and closer.

Two li, one li, a hundred zhang, fifty zhang...

When the two sides were less than thirty feet apart and Zhu Zhanjun could see the ferocious faces of the barbarian cavalry with his naked eyes, he raised his hand, drew the sword at his waist, and swung it forward fiercely.

"Fire!"

Under the gaze of the charging barbarian cavalry, the Ming army shield bearers in front suddenly moved sideways, and densely packed muskets were pointed at them in an orderly manner, with red flames spurting out of the muzzles.

"Bang bang bang..."

At the same time, on both sides of the battle formation, nearly a hundred soldiers carrying large barrels on their shoulders gritted their teeth and aimed at the rushing cavalry.

Their companions holding torches behind them lit the fuse on the barrel the moment the order was given.

"Chirp chirp chirp..."

The charging barbarian cavalry looked at the dense flames and the screaming arrows flying towards them with shock and fear in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)