The Holy Emperor of Ming

Chapter 302 Great Victory
"The sun, the moon, the mountains and the rivers will last forever, and the Ming Dynasty will last forever!"

"Kill~!"

Two sentences like a war song echoed between heaven and earth, and then, the earth-shattering sound of killing exploded in the sky.

Like the sound of horse hooves on the ground, it sounds like the mighty river in the sky.

The charge of tens of thousands of troops far surpassed the power of the charge of more than 200,000 Jin troops below.

The two sides are simply incomparable.

Just like the Milky Way that wants to destroy the world.

Just like the Yangtze River returning to the sea.

Unknown to all the onlookers, Indra and Wanyan Aguda, who were surrounded in the center, felt an indescribable and tangible pressure.

It was as if at this moment, they were all carrying a thousand-foot-high sacred mountain on their backs, and were like a clay ox entering the sea, unable to move.

There was even more horror and disbelief in Wanyan Aguda's eyes.

"Drink~!"

Emperor Shitian shouted in a deep voice, unleashing his thousand-year-old strength without reservation, propping up a piece of space, and shouted in a cold voice: "No matter how many ants there are, they are still ants after all."

A flash of lightning appeared out of nowhere and struck the iron-blooded army that was rushing towards them.

Three hundred soldiers were blown to pieces by thunder and lightning, but Emperor Shitian just stared with his eyes wide open, unable to accept it.

How can it be?

He used almost all his strength in this attack, but only killed more than 300 people!
Afterwards, he saw that behind the charging army, there were more than 300 iron-blooded soldiers, still more than 10,000 people, not one less.

His eyes flickered, filled with doubt and uncertainty.

There was no time to think, as the army was charging too fast and was already approaching them.

Emperor Shitian and Wanyan Aguda rushed downwards in tacit understanding, only to find that as if space had shifted, thousands of iron-blooded soldiers appeared below them and rushed towards them.

The same goes for looking up.

Tens of thousands of iron-blooded soldiers surrounded them from all directions.

"Kill them first." Emperor Shitian gritted his teeth.

The two men stood back to back, Indra defending the rear, while Wanyan Aguda rushed forward with a knife, like a magic sword, killing hundreds of soldiers in a breath.

But the iron-blooded soldiers before him seemed to be endless, one after another, continuing to charge towards him without a moment's pause.

What's even more terrifying is that he felt that his control over the Jin army's military power was disappearing bit by bit.

It was as if there was some force is isolating the two sides from each other.

For the first time, a real sense of fear arose in his heart. Without thinking too much, he quickly told Emperor Shitian about the situation.

Indra's expression changed several times under the mask. He glanced at the calm figure standing outside the army, his heart filled with resentment, hatred and jealousy.

Another one and another.

They all deserve to die.

Although his emotions were surging, his hands did not stop moving at all. He transmitted a message, and icy energy rose up and condensed into a huge ice sword.

In an instant, Wanyan Aguda exerted all his strength and slashed towards the west.

Nearly three hundred iron-blooded soldiers disappeared. At the same time, the ice sword wrapped Emperor Shitian and Wanyan Aguda and pierced into the northwest where the weakest part was.

This stab was like a ray of light, piercing through the space.

He pierced through dozens of iron-blooded soldiers in one breath, escaped into the void, and disappeared in an instant.

Wang Shouren scanned with his mental power and raised his brows slightly, feeling a little regretful, but not surprised.

There are two celestial-level fighters, and one of them is a thousand-year-old monster. If they want to escape, it will not be easy to stop them.

If another year or two passes, when the seven armies have been tempered by several major battles and he is more familiar with them, there is hope that one will be able to stay.

After so much planning, it's not bad to achieve such a result.

This Indra is really as the information said, extremely timid and afraid of death. Once the situation is unfavorable and his life may be endangered, he will run away.

Scaring it into running away so quickly was a better result than expected.

This battle was won.

A smile appeared on his face, and he looked down, feeling even more satisfied.

This decisive battle in the sky ended too quickly, and Indra escaped too decisively.

There was no time for the people below to react.

Among the more than 200,000 Jin troops, only very few were able to see the real situation firsthand.

So the overall charge continued, with only a few people looking terrified, and either turning around and running or ordering their men to stop charging.

However, strong men like Wanyan Zongmou felt cold all over their bodies.

Ouyang Feng, Pojun and Ren Tianxing cursed in their hearts, turned around and ran without hesitation.

The others were only a little slower and tried to escape as well.

But it was not easy for them to escape.

The Ming army's masters pursued them vigorously.

"Wanyan Aguda has fled, the Jin army has been defeated, the entire army is charging."

Wang Shouren's clear and majestic voice immediately spread throughout the world.

Along with the voice, he raised his hand and waved it, and tens of thousands of red soldiers descended from the sky and rushed towards the Jin army.

The Jin army, which was charging hard under the artillery fire, was still unwilling to believe it, when the middle and rear troops heard the horn sounding for an immediate retreat.

In an instant, most of the Jin army collapsed.

"The sun, the moon, the mountains and the rivers will last forever, and the Ming Dynasty will last forever!"

"Kill~!!!" The morale of the Ming army reached an unprecedented height. They shouted the words that seemed to be engraved in their souls and bones, and their shouts were filled with undisguised excitement.

A massive chase began.

With tens of thousands of iron-blooded troops in the front, fifty thousand Ming cavalrymen following behind, and two hundred thousand troops in the final pursuit, the battle is unfolding on this land.

The more than 200,000 Jin troops collapsed like a mountain collapsing, and could no longer muster any resistance. Large numbers of Jin troops were killed or knelt down in surrender.

Among them, there are countless people who joined in to beat the man when he was down.

Most of them are people who want revenge.

Although the Jin army had only been in the Central Plains for a short time, they had already killed countless people, including many who had grudges against them.

I will definitely not let go of this opportunity.

On that day, 50,000 Ming cavalrymen pursued the Jin army for nearly 200 miles before they began to return along the road paved with the corpses of the Jin army and joined the infantry.

At this time, the infantry also entered the east and west roads of Beijing, preparing to occupy cities in various places.

On October 2, the fifth year of Shengwu, the news that the Ming army had defeated the 250,000-strong Jin cavalry in the east of Jingdong spread like a hurricane to all countries in the world, causing a huge wave.

Not to mention the impacts of this battle, the overall results were not initially summarized until the afternoon of the next day.

After hearing Li Jing's words about the battle results, hearty and excited laughter suddenly rang out in the central tent.

"Eighty thousand Jin soldiers were killed and fifty thousand were captured. This battle directly crippled the Jin army. Hahahaha."

"Yes, we killed a great master and captured four. The Jin Man no longer has the strength to resist us."

"Grand Commander, why don't we just attack Bian Jing directly?"

"Yes, we fought to Bianjing and wiped out all the Jin troops."

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In the big tent, there were voices of generals eager to fight.

Wang Shouren listened with a smile. After a few breaths, he raised his hand to suppress the voices. Everyone looked at Wang Shouren with respect and conviction.

In this battle, Wang Shouren displayed tremendous strength.

It’s so strong that it’s terrifying.

This caused Emperor Shitian and Wanyan Aguda to flee, leading to the complete collapse of the Jin army.

Otherwise, even if the Ming Dynasty would still win a great victory, it would not be possible to win with almost no damage.

"Our army won a great victory in this battle, and the results should be sent to Your Majesty immediately.

The merits of the generals and you, I will report to your majesty and ask for credit for you." Wang Shouren glanced at everyone, especially those who did not belong to the Ming Dynasty, such as Wang Chongyang.

“You are too polite, Grand Commander. I am only trying my best to do my part. I do not deserve any reward from His Majesty the Emperor Shengwu.” Wang Chongyang performed a Taoist etiquette.

The two monks and Hong Qi also spoke up, saying similar things.

"Our Ming Dynasty will never treat unfairly those who have made contributions to the Ming Dynasty. You don't have to be polite. If you have any needs in the future, just tell me directly and I will do my best." Wang Shouren looked at them seriously and said.

"Thank you, Commander-in-Chief." Wang Chongyang and the other three all bowed in gratitude.

They know how heavy this commitment is.

Wang Shouren is now second only to the Ming Dynasty and above everyone else. In this land, he represents the Ming Dynasty and controls everything.

This promise is no less than a trump card for the forces behind them.

Even for themselves, it has a great effect.

After all, they are not yet celestial beings, and they all have upward mobility in their own cultivation.

Of course, Wang Shouren made this promise not only because of their contributions.

It means more to spend a fortune to buy a bone horse and make friends with them.

Spending a huge sum of gold to buy a bone horse was a show for everyone in the State of Song to see.

The reason for making friends with them is that they are powerful enough and have great influence.

Shaolin, Quanzhen and Beggars' Sect, the three together make up almost the weakened Shaolin and Wudang of the Ming Dynasty, and represent most of the righteous martial arts of the Song Dynasty.

Such influence was enough to make Wang Shouren make friends with him.

"Military emergency, all generals, obey orders."

Nodding to a few people, Wang Shouren spoke with a serious expression.

"The end will be here."

"Tomorrow I will lead 50,000 cavalrymen and head straight to Bianjing.

Li Jing, you lead the rest of the generals and the 200,000-man army to recapture the East and West Roads of Beijing and the East Road of Hebei." Wang Shouren said solemnly.

"I will take your order." Li Jing and other generals responded in unison.

"After I leave, the army must immediately break up into smaller units and disperse to avoid a surprise attack by Emperor Shitian. Do you understand?" Wang Shouren looked at Li Jing solemnly.

"I understand." Li Jing said solemnly.

"Okay." Wang Shouren nodded trustingly and looked at several great masters: "Ye Tongzhi, Xie Daxia, Yan Daxia, as well as Hong Gang Leader and Xuancheng Divine Monk, thank you for helping General Li."

Ye Gucheng and others nodded.

Wang Shouren added: "Master Wuming, Hero Lang, Master Wang, and Saint Monk Doujiu, I would like to trouble you to follow me to Bianjing and strive to wipe out the Jin army in one fell swoop."

Several people nodded and had no objection.

Some more orders were issued and the military meeting chaired by Wang Shouren ended.

Li Jing and other generals of the 200,000 infantry gathered together and began to discuss how to divide the troops and occupy various places tomorrow.

Li Jing knew that this was an opportunity specially given to him by Wang Shouren, so he naturally did not dare to be careless at all.

After more than two hours, when it was dark, they dispersed and gave orders to each army to disperse and occupy various places early the next morning.

(Chapter 2, thank you for your support.)
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