Ming Dynasty: Pick up attributes from the battlefield to create the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 35 All attributes exceed 900 points

Zhu Ying rode his horse and charged forward.

Keep killing enemies.

With his powerful attribute power now, he has far surpassed ordinary people. Not to mention being able to defeat ten thousand people, Zhu Ying definitely has the strength to defeat a thousand people.

Even if he was surrounded by thousands of people, Zhu Ying could still fight his way out.

of course.

If a thousand archers were to shoot arrows at a certain distance, it would be quite difficult.

Under the leadership of Zhu Ying.

Thousands of Ming soldiers were also brave and fearless. They attacked the fallen dogs madly and slaughtered these Tartars who had lost their military morale.

The battle lasted less than half an hour.

There were corpses everywhere and thousands of war horses without their owners.

"The host's overall attributes have exceeded 800 points, and he will be rewarded with an ordinary treasure chest."

"The host's overall attributes have exceeded 900 points, and he will be rewarded with an ordinary treasure chest."

the panel prompted.

This battle is over.

Zhu Ying didn't know how many Tartars he killed, but it was conservatively estimated to be at least two hundred, or even more. This was a true display of his full strength, with no holding back.

This kind of combat power also made every soldier under his command deeply convinced.

"All attributes are about to break 1,000 points."

"When all attributes exceed 1,000, I wonder what kind of changes the attributes will undergo." Zhu Ying's face also showed a hint of joy.

but.

Zhu Ying was not silent either. He came to his senses and took a look.

The battlefield is littered with corpses.

Ninety percent of them were the corpses of Tartars, and there were also war horses wandering around the battlefield.

Still standing on the battlefield were thousands of blood-stained Ming cavalrymen, each of them gasping for breath, and some were chasing the fleeing Tatars.

"Don't chase poor bandits."

Zhu Ying shouted loudly.

Hear the sound.

Many thousand households also shouted: "The garrison has orders, do not pursue the desperate enemy."

Under the control of the thousands of soldiers, the pursuing soldiers also returned one after another.

"Bros."

"This group of Tartars is a dispersed group. It is not advisable for them to stay here for long."

"Follow my orders."

"Hurry and treat the injured soldiers. Help the fallen soldiers onto their horses and tie them up with ropes. Even if they die in battle, I, Zhu Ying, will not let their bodies wander in this foreign land."

"I, Zhu Ying, promise that no matter life or death, I will definitely bring my brothers home." Zhu Ying said to the thousand households and the soldiers around him in a very serious manner.

In this foreign land, we killed so many Tartars.

If the bodies of the soldiers were left behind, Zhu Ying could even imagine how cruelly they would be treated.

Zhu Ying could not let his brothers, who had lived and died together, be stranded in a foreign land and have their bodies humiliated.

Listen to Zhu Ying's words.

The eyes of the soldiers around him changed when they looked at Zhu Ying. They became more awed and more convinced, and of course they also agreed with him from the bottom of their hearts.

this moment.

They understood the young garrison commander's devotion to his comrades.

This is worth their lifelong pursuit.

"I will obey your orders."

All the soldiers around shouted in unison, their voices loud and clear, expressing their recognition and conviction of Zhu Ying.

"Zhang Wu, Wei Quan."

Zhu Ying shouted again.

"Please give your orders, garrison." The two men responded immediately.

"We can't abandon the Tartars' war horses. These horses have been tamed. We will take them all away so we can rotate them later."

"Pick up all the arrows from these Tartars. Don't waste them."

"Get all the brothers moving! We must evacuate within one stick of incense, or we'll be caught by the Tartar reinforcements."

"Also, there must be some Tartars pretending to be dead among these corpses. Remember not to get hurt by them. If you find anyone pretending to be dead, kill them immediately." Zhu Ying said in a deep voice.

"I accept your orders."

The two of them responded immediately.

There were at least three or four thousand war horses scattered on the battlefield.

There were nearly four thousand Tartar corpses on the ground.

The results of this battle can be said to be remarkable.

After explaining everything.

Look at the devastation around the battlefield.

Looking at his blood-stained armor, Zhu Ying couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

"It's been nearly five months since I joined the army." "Half a year is almost up."

"From a commoner to the current deputy garrison commander."

"As long as I survive this crisis, at least I can get my position as garrison commander. After that, I just need to disrupt the Tartars crazily, and I'll get military merit."

"And during this process, my overall attributes will be able to break through at least one thousand."

"but."

"I still have to do my best to bring back these brothers who followed me."

"As long as we can wipe out the Tartar cavalry, the rest will be much easier." Zhu Ying thought secretly in his heart.

After one stick of incense.

"garrison."

"Everything is ready."

"We can evacuate at any time." Several thousand households came forward to report.

"it is good."

Zhu Ying nodded and looked around. All the soldiers had already mounted their horses, and the Tartars' horses were driven together. The soldiers who died in the battle were also tied to their horses.

"Pass the order down and continue heading north." Zhu Ying ordered loudly.

"I will obey the orders of the general."

All the soldiers responded in unison.

Subsequently.

Zhu Ying spurred his horse and continued to rush north.

All the generals and soldiers followed.

With the departure of the Ming soldiers, the battlefield was left with only corpses and many dead war horses.

Extremely bloody and cruel.

It took less than an incense stick of time for Zhu Ying to leave.

Tread.

Tapping.

From the south.

Thousands of Tatar cavalry swept in.

When I saw the bloody battlefield ahead.

The leading Tatar general waved his hand and said, "Stop."

All the Tartar soldiers looked over, and each of them had a very ugly expression.

"How many people are there in the Ming army?" asked the Tartar commander in a deep voice.

"Reporting to the commander-in-chief."

"The Ming army should have around 5,000 soldiers. No... more than 5,000, at least 7,000 or 8,000."

A Tartar centurion who had managed to escape replied in a trembling voice.

"Seven or eight thousand people?"

A ferocious expression crossed the face of the Tartar commander. "Five thousand warriors of our tribe weren't able to hold them off for even half an hour? And only less than a thousand of those five thousand escaped?"

"Captain of ten thousand men."

"The Ming army is very strong."

"Their leader is a devil. He's not afraid of arrows, swords, or guns. Hundreds of our men died at his hands."

"And... there are five thousand captains."

"They all died at his hands."

"And those Ming soldiers are all crazy, not afraid of death..."

The escaped centurion reported in a trembling voice.

"Shut up."

The captain shouted coldly.

After taking a quick look, he shouted, "See if there are any living men."

"Yes."

Many Tatar soldiers dismounted and ran towards the bloody battlefield.

This time!

A Tartar arrived with their battle flag.

"Captain of ten thousand men."

"This... there are words left by the Ming army on our battle flag." The Tartar soldier held up the battle flag in his hand and handed it respectfully to the Tartar commander.

The captain took it and looked at it, then immediately asked loudly, "Is there anyone who knows Chinese characters?"

"I know him."

A Tartar immediately ran forward.

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