My Pen Pal Zhu Yuanzhang

Chapter 119: Headshot with 1 gun

Chapter 119: A Shot in the Head

The bonfires burned by the Yuan army lit up half the sky. In the dense forest, Zhu Di, Xu Huizu and others, holding telescopes in their hands, could see the deployment and movements of the Yuan army camp clearly without the night vision function!
Seeing the woman who was raped by the Yuan army lying on the ground, her life or death unknown, and the corpses of men and the elderly and the weak scattered on the ground at the edge of the city, this horrific scene made Zhu Di's anger almost burst out.

How can the people of the Ming Dynasty allow themselves to be cruelly harmed by the Yuan Tartars?
If it weren't for the long-term ambush training that allowed him to maintain his sanity, he would probably have rushed down and killed people at this moment.

In Ye Bushu’s training course, there was a record of a sentence said by a strange man, which impressed him deeply and he always kept it in mind.

"Yebushou is the first special forces unit of the Ming Dynasty. What is a special forces unit? It means special elites, special training, and special missions.

If you want to become a member of the special forces, you must have a strong character and a strong will. Even if Mount Tai collapses before your eyes, you will remain unmoved and only have the mission in your eyes!

Special Forces are the king of soldiers!"

Zhu Di took this sentence as his guiding principle, and constantly reminded himself in his heart that he should remain calm even when Mount Tai collapsed, and only have the mission in his eyes!

The King of Soldiers, what a dazzling title. Now Zhu Di is no longer interested in the God of War of the Ming Dynasty, he wants to become the King of Soldiers!

The mood of the others at this moment was exactly the same as Zhu Di's, but long-term training allowed them to suppress the anger in their hearts and try their best to remain restrained and calm.

Through the telescope, several people had a clear understanding of the deployment of the Yuan army. Xu Huizu asked Zhu Di to continue to ambush and observe with his men, while he quietly withdrew from the dense forest, found a high place, and reported the intelligence to Li Wenzhong and Tang He using a radio handheld station.

In the Yuan army camp, Batu, who was known as the bravest warrior under Nahachu, was sitting in the big tent, eating voraciously.

He grabbed a roasted leg of lamb in one hand, bit off a large piece of meat and swallowed it whole. Then he took another big gulp of liquor. The explosive taste spread in his mouth instantly, like fire, burning straight from the tongue all the way to the stomach.

happy!

This wine was looted from the city of Daning. Although the Han people were mean and lowly, their winemaking skills were impeccable. No one in the grasslands and deserts could brew such strong wine.

In his eyes, the Han people are slaves. Only the noble Mongolians can enjoy the things made by the slaves, and the Han people are only worthy of living a humbly life in front of the noble Mongolians!
Originally, the rich land of the Central Plains and the colorful world of Jiangnan, everything belonged to the Mongols. But it was the hateful Zhu Yuanzhang who shamelessly took away the land belonging to their Yuan Dynasty, leaving them with only the ability to live in the barren desert!

Extremely hateful!

Now Nahachu has decided to go south, which is an extremely wise decision. Batu is ecstatic. The Central Plains will return to the embrace of the Yuan Dynasty!

After taking another sip of wine, he looked at Wu Ri'er who was sitting beside him and said:

"We both contributed to the conquest of Daning City. Why don't you drink? Are you not as good as the women in the desert?"

Unlike Batu, who was tall and strong and obviously a Mongolian warrior, Wuzhir was much thinner. However, his eyes that occasionally flashed a cold look made people know that he was not someone to be trifled with.

He was a wise general under Nahachu, famous for his strategy. The strategy for this southward attack was formulated by him.

"Although we have conquered Daning and won the first battle, our mission now is to defend Daning and wait for the main force to arrive before marching south.

But the Ming army will not sit idly by and watch us march south. Although you and I have 30,000 elite cavalry, cavalry are good at attacking but not at defending. We still cannot take it lightly!"

Batu slammed the table when he heard this, and then laughed and said, "Wurier, how come you have become as timid as that Han Chinese?
So what if the Ming army comes? How can that group of despicable slaves, as despicable as rats, be a match for my Mongolian warriors?
Even if the Ming army attacks us now, it would only add a few more heads to my military exploits!" After saying this, he stood up, picked up the wine jar, took Wu Ri'er's hand, walked out of the tent, and said loudly:

“My fellow warriors, today we have regained our own land. This is the honor of us Mongolian warriors. Let us celebrate this glorious night together!

In the future, we will fight our way back to the Central Plains, let the heads of the Han men become our glorious military exploits, let the Han women enjoy their company under our crotches, let the fertile land of the Central Plains become our pastures again, praise the Eternal Heaven, and may the Eternal Heaven protect the prosperity of our Great Yuan Dynasty forever!"

"Go back to the Central Plains!"

"Praise the Immortal Heaven!"

……

Countless Mongolian strongmen shouted loudly. Looking at the high-spirited Mongolian soldiers, Batu turned his head and said to Wu Ri'er beside him:

"Look, Wujier, our Mongolian warriors are so eager to fight. How can the Ming army be our opponent?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Batu saw Wuzhir's eyes suddenly widened, the flesh on his face twisted, and his eyes were full of astonishment!
At the same time, a black hole suddenly appeared on Wuzhir's forehead. In an instant, the back of his head seemed to explode. His scalp, blood, and brain matter burst out in an instant, splashing everywhere like flowers scattered by a fairy!

This Mongolian nobleman, famous for his strategy, fell to the ground in an instant and died!

Batu's face was covered with brain matter, and fear instantly took over his mind, making it almost impossible for him to think!
How is this going?

How could Wuzhir suddenly die in front of him?
This horrifying scene came too suddenly, and made Batu, a murderer, taste the fear of death for the first time.

Is the Ming army attacking?
He came to his senses and looked around, but saw nothing except the Mongolian soldiers who were immersed in strong liquor and still partying!
He got goosebumps all over his body and was about to shout loudly, but suddenly, he felt something hit his chest hard, knocking him to the ground, and his heart suddenly became numb.

He looked down at his chest with difficulty, only to see blood gushing out. He quickly covered his chest and wanted to shout loudly, but no words came out!

Feeling his life slipping away bit by bit, at this moment, he finally got a taste of what it was like before death!
Then, his shoulder was hit hard again, and severe pain spread throughout his body, making it almost impossible for him to raise his hand to cover his chest.

At the same time, in the dense forest two hundred meters away from the Yuan army camp, Zhu Di was quietly scolding the people around him.

"What's going on? You can't kill a person with two shots? Did I practice shooting for nothing? You're wasting bullets!"

The soldier's face turned red with shame, but he was scolded by Zhu Di so badly that he couldn't even raise his head.

The Yuan army soldiers shouted frantically. It was a good time to snipe Batu and Wujir. The sound of gunfire was drowned out by the shouting. No one expected that their commander had fallen to the ground!

At this time, the sniper battalion and musket battalion brought by Li Wenzhong had been lying in ambush in the dense forest for a long time.

The cavalry led by Tang He was waiting on the only important road at the northeast entrance of Daning. They would rush into the Yuan army camp as soon as Li Wenzhong sent a signal, and at the same time, block the Yuan army's retreat!
"These guys didn't even realize their leader was killed. The once invincible Mongolian cavalry has fallen to this level!"

A trace of disdain flashed across Li Wenzhong's eyes, and he immediately gave the order:
"attack!"

(End of this chapter)

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