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

"Where have the Duke of Liang and his entourage gone?"

Once the dinosaur army had all arrived, Zhu Ying looked directly at Fu Youde and asked.

"Return to your highness."

"By order of His Highness, the Duke of Liang will personally lead 50,000 iron cavalry to march straight to the border with the Oirat Mongols, and will arrive within five days."

"Except."

"The main battle battalion of the Divine Machine Army is personally commanded by the Duke of Zheng. It will move out before the cavalry battalion. If there are no obstacles, it can reach the border within ten days."

“The logistics engineering battalion should also be within ten days,” Fu Youde replied immediately.

"it is good."

Zhu Ying nodded and then said, "This time I came north to thoroughly pacify the northern grasslands and bring the Oirat and Uriyangkhai into the territory of our Great Ming."

"This battle."

"To completely resolve the scourge of the Northern Yuan is also to completely resolve the scourge that has plagued China for thousands of years."

The words fell.

This reveals Zhu's inevitability in dealing with this battle, without a doubt.

of course!

Another key element is training troops.

Let this newly formed dinosaur army display its ferocity.

"Now, following the national policy set by Your Highness, the people have been appeased, and the Northern State is at peace."

"The people of Tatars have all submitted to the Ming Dynasty. Now is the time to launch an attack."

"Your Highness is wise."

Bu Wan stepped forward and shouted loudly.

"I second the proposal."

"Now is the perfect time to launch an attack."

The generals and ministers shouted in unison, "Down!"

It was full of approval for Zhu Yingdong's decision to take military action.

"The Oirat have also begun their military campaign."

"I'm giving them the opportunity to gather their troops," Zhu Ying sneered.

With the current national strength of the Ming Dynasty.

There were also spies within the Oirat tribe, and the Ming Dynasty was well aware of the Oirat's actions.

Zhu Ying's arrival now is also a result of taking advantage of the situation.

This is the opportunity we've been waiting for.

Once they have gathered their troops, we will wipe them out in one fell swoop.

……

Wala!

The area bordering the northern part of the Ming Dynasty.

Hundreds of thousands of troops came together.

With over 400,000 troops, the Oirat had already exerted all its strength.

This battle.

For the Oirat, there was no other choice.

After witnessing the complete annexation of the Tatars by the Ming Dynasty, they knew very well that the Ming Dynasty would never let them go. Therefore, if they did not take the initiative to attack, they would eventually be attacked by the Ming Dynasty.

This battle.

This was their inevitable battle, a battle they had no choice but to fight.

For the Ming Dynasty of China, the roles of offense and defense shifted dramatically.

The border area.

A stronghold of 10,000 people is set up, resembling a small city with gates on all four sides.

This was Zhu Ying's stronghold strategy. Each stronghold was like a nail driven into the grassland, deterring the Ming Dynasty from attacking this region.

This is also true.

It took the Ming Dynasty just over a year to completely control the vast territory and population of the Tatars.

Bestowing favors is one aspect.

But the real fundamental factor is deterrence, specifically military deterrence.

These strongholds are the foundation.

The Oirat army is pressing in.

Like a tidal wave, it seemed poised to engulf this Ming Dynasty stronghold before them.

The momentum was incredibly powerful.

Watch.

It seems that this stronghold is not something that can stop them.

"do you know?"

"The cities established by the Ming Dynasty have already taken root on this grassland in the hundreds or even thousands."

"As far as I know, each Tatar tribe originally had such a stronghold. Once there was a change in the tribe they controlled, the Ming army would be dispatched from this stronghold to suppress it."

"This is the key to why the Ming Dynasty was able to control the Tatars in just over a year."

Looking at the Ming stronghold ahead, the Oirat Khan Choros said with a heavy expression.

"The Ming Dynasty is no longer like the Chinese dynasties recorded in our history, which have been unable to do anything to our grasslands."

"The power they wield now is incomparable to what it used to be."

"The construction of cities and fortifications on the grasslands all relied on the new thing called cement from the Ming Dynasty."

"If the Ming Dynasty takes root again, our people will be destroyed by the Ming Dynasty sooner or later."

"In this battle, our people had no choice; it was a battle for survival."

Beside Choros, Mahmud also spoke with a serious expression.

As the young lord of the Oirat Mongols, he naturally saw through the essence of the problem.

"Yes."

There is no other choice.

Choros sighed.

Reality.

Deep down, he was starting to panic.

After all, the Tatars were stronger than the Oirats in the past, but they were no match for the Ming Dynasty's firearms and army.

Ultimately, their clan was wiped out.

Even though he took the initiative this time, he was actually not confident in his heart.

"Do you think the Ming Dynasty already knows that our people have started a war?" Choros suddenly asked.

"Sweat profusely."

"Our tribe has been secretly waging war this time, so the Ming Dynasty should not find out, right?" a Oirat general asked.

"But in my opinion, the Ming Dynasty already knows."

"Look at this outpost, it's already on high alert."

“Perhaps the Ming army is already on its way,” Choros said in a deep voice.

"Father Khan."

“Our people have no choice and no way out.”

"Please, Father Khan, order the attack."

"First, we'll break through this Ming stronghold and strike at the heart of the enemy," Mahmud said in a deep voice, his young face full of sharpness.

"Please give the order, Great Khan."

The Oirat generals shouted loudly.

now.

The arrow is on the string and must be fired.

Choros had no other choice.

Under the watchful eyes of his generals, Choros slowly drew his sword from his waist, pointed it at the Ming Dynasty's city gate and stronghold ahead, and shouted in a commanding voice: "Vanguard, attack!"

Give an order.

"The Great Khan has decreed..."

"Vanguard, attack!"

"Break through the Ming strongholds and leave no one alive."

"kill."

The Oirat general roared loudly.

next moment.

Fifty thousand Oirat vanguard infantrymen charged toward the stronghold with overwhelming force.

Siege engine.

The train is approaching.

Ladder.

Various siege weapons were also well prepared.

These techniques were naturally acquired during the time when the Central Plains were under control.

The Oirat army numbered 400,000, with a vanguard of 50,000 and a reserve force.

This battle.

First, break through the border strongholds of the Ming Dynasty, and then advance deep into the territory.

"Now all our clan can do is seize every opportunity to invade Ming territory."

"If we could get the help of the former Tatar nobles, it would be much simpler to work together from the inside and outside," Choros thought to himself.

As the Oirat army launched its attack.

Suddenly, Ming soldiers stepped forward from the previously silent stronghold.

The troop strength reached tens of thousands.

Although they were county soldiers, they did not lack the imposing presence of the Ming army.

Above the city gate.

Hundreds of cannons were aimed forward. Although they were not the most advanced red-coated cannons of the Ming Dynasty, all the shells had been replaced with explosive shells.

"Bros."

"These damned barbarians want to invade the territory of my Great Ming Dynasty, do you agree to it?"

The commander stationed there laughed loudly, drew his sword, and shouted.

"Kill, kill, kill."

"Kill all the barbarians."

"One comes, one is killed."

"kill……"

Various places in the city.

Tens of thousands of Ming soldiers roared loudly, their fighting spirit boundless.

Even though they weren't the main fighting force, they were still the most elite county soldiers, able to guard this border area.

Although the force numbered only tens of thousands, it was well-equipped with firepower and its soldiers were fearless in the face of death.

"Artillery preparation."

"Put the barbarians within three hundred meters and blast them to death," the commander of the outpost coldly ordered.

"Yes."

The artillerymen on the city wall responded loudly.

Then the commander observed that the Oirat army was getting closer and closer.

at last!

When these barbarians came into range.

"Shoot these damned barbarians to death!" the general shouted.

Give an order.

The artillerymen lit the fuse.

Bang, bang, bang!
A deafening roar as the gun was fired.

A hundred cannonballs flew in parabolic arcs toward the vanguard of the Oirat army.

When the shells landed.

Many Oirat soldiers even raised their shields for defense, perhaps thinking that the Ming Dynasty's cannonballs were still the same as before, exploding and releasing spikes.

But in reality...

It’s different in the past.

When the shells landed!
Boom, boom, boom!
The deafening roar was like a thunderbolt crashing down.

The entire sky was shaken by the deafening thunder.

The flames spread rapidly.

"Ah...ah..."

Many Oirat soldiers were engulfed in flames by the explosion before they even had a chance to react, blasted into pieces, their flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Only a hundred shells landed.

The vanguard of the Oirat army had already had holes more than ten meters wide blasted into one hundred positions, some were shattered, and some were blown away by the shockwave.

It was incredibly tragic.

There were screams.

Meanwhile, they were in the rear of the Oirat army.

"It's true... the rumors are true."

"The firearms of the Ming Dynasty are no longer the same as they used to be."

"Order the vanguard to disperse."

"quick."

Choros's expression changed drastically upon seeing the deafening thunder and towering flames, and he hurriedly gave orders.

But the deafening roar continued unabated.

The artillerymen on the city gate opened fire wildly.

The cannonballs rained down on the Oirat vanguard army as if they were free.

Under the bombardment of these cannons.

A sea of ​​fire, a scene of utter devastation. Countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Their attacking formation was instantly shattered under the bombardment of the artillery.

In this era, the emergence of explosive shells and smokeless gunpowder represents a leap forward.

This is something that cold weapons simply cannot compete with.

Even the Oirat army had prepared hundreds of cannons, but these outdated cannons were directly blown up and destroyed by the Ming soldiers' cannon bombardment at the city gate.

They couldn't even get close enough to the city gate to fire.

And now!
An extremely horrifying scene unfolded.

From the void where the Oirat army was located.

A strange red halo suddenly appeared, and then space seemed to shatter like glass.

A strange red sapling appeared high in the sky.

"Great Khan, look! What's that?"

Many Oirat generals' expressions changed, and they pointed to the high sky above where the stronghold was located.

Choros's eyes narrowed as he looked over.

The eerie red light was particularly eye-catching.

But what exactly it is, I can't understand at all, I can't see through it.

But at this moment,
The eerie red light remained frozen in the void.

Follow closely.

An invisible force of devouring spread across the void, engulfing the entire battlefield.

In those places blasted into a field strewn with corpses by artillery shells, countless streams of blood energy, drawn by an invisible force, converged into the void, towards the eerie red sapling.

After these vital energies converge...

The saplings began to grow rapidly, beyond what ordinary people could comprehend.

Blood and qi are formless.

The vital energy that gathers life force is even more invisible.

Under the relentless bombardment of the Ming artillery, the Oirat vanguard army was filled with cries of agony and a scene of utter devastation.

Under artillery bombardment.

There was no distinction between nobles and soldiers.

The Oirat vanguard's formation had collapsed, and Oirat soldiers were fleeing in panic everywhere.

They simply couldn't contend with such a weapon that transcended their era.

The attack had barely begun when the enemy formation was blasted apart by artillery fire.

"Sweat profusely."

"At this rate, there's no way we can break through the city."

"The Ming Dynasty's firearms are too powerful."

Many Oirat generals looked at Choros with grim expressions.

Choros was well aware of the situation, and his expression was equally grim.

And on the side.

Mahmud was also stunned by the Ming Dynasty's firearms, staring in disbelief, his mind racing.

Clearly frightened.

The boastful words just now seem utterly insignificant in the face of the Ming Dynasty's firearms.

"Relay the Khan's decree."

"The Second Vanguard Army will outflank from the west and attack the western side of the Ming stronghold."

"The Third Vanguard Army will outflank from the east and attack the eastern side of the Ming stronghold."

"The Ming Dynasty's firearms are all on the front. Our army can attack from three directions and we will surely break through this stronghold. If we obtain the Ming Dynasty's firearms, our people will usher in a golden age." After a moment's thought, Choros immediately gave the order.

This situation.

Retreat is no longer an option.

Once the troops withdraw.

Choros could predict that the Ming Dynasty would definitely launch an attack, because they were the ones who made the first move, and the Ming Dynasty always valued the so-called just cause for war.

now.

They had no way out but to attack.

As his command fell.

The Oirat army once again dispatched 100,000 troops, which split into two routes and charged towards the Ming stronghold.

An army of 150,000 launched a simultaneous attack.

If this situation existed before the Ming Dynasty, it might have been truly difficult to deal with, but the Ming Dynasty has long since transformed.

Two more Oirat armies were added.

It is considered superior.

It seemed as if a pair of eyes had been watching all along.

After the stronghold.

Tread.

Tapping.

Waves of footsteps swept over.

It carried an extremely terrifying aura.

All that could be seen was behind the stronghold.

From the west and east of the stronghold, countless cavalrymen charged madly toward the Oirat army that was advancing ahead.

"Soldiers of the Ming Cavalry Camp, listen to my command!"

"Charge with all your might!"

"Leave no barbarian with weapons alive."

"Kill me."

Lan Yu took the lead and roared loudly.

The sword in his hand moved with remarkable agility, demonstrating that Lan Yu's strength was no longer that of an ordinary beginner in the Body Refinement Realm.

And behind him.

Countless Ming Dynasty cavalrymen, wielding swords, charged forward in a frenzy.

Under the command of their respective generals and commanders, they launched a frenzied attack.

One hundred thousand iron cavalrymen rushed in.

The scale of the battle was predictable.

An overwhelming sense of oppression swept over everything.

"Ming cavalry."

"Oh no, this is the main force of the Ming Dynasty's cavalry."

"Their main force has arrived."

"How to do?"

"It's over..."

The Oirat troops who had just circled around to the stronghold and city gate panicked when they saw the Ming cavalry charging wildly towards them.

They were just foot soldiers, and on this vast grassland, facing cavalry meant certain death.

This battle.

The 150,000-strong cavalry battalion charged in.

This was already the best combination of cavalry in the Ming Dynasty.

Apart from that.

The Shenji Battalion is also rapidly following behind.

"The sons of the Ming Dynasty."

"kill."

"Kill all the barbarians."

"Kill..."

Countless shouts and screams of battle echoed through the sky.

The moment they charged into the Oirat army before them.

The Ming cavalry swung their blades, mercilessly cutting down their prey.

For an instant.

The two Oirat armies that had launched a flanking attack on the city were as if they had been dealt a severe blow.

The cavalry charged, leaving a scene of carnage.

150,000 iron cavalry.

Battle on the plains.

Can be imagined.

The rear guard of the Oirat army.

"Report."

"Reporting to the Great Khan."

“The main Ming cavalry force has arrived as reinforcements, and our vanguard forces on both the east and west routes have been attacked.”

"Please let the Great Khan decide."

A general from the Oirat tribe came to report in alarm.

"Our clan's movements have actually been discovered by the Ming Dynasty." Choros's face was extremely grim.

"Father Khan."

"There is no way to retreat but to fight to the death."

"Let our cavalry charge!"

"We will fight the Ming Dynasty to the bitter end!" Mahmud gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Relay the Khan's decree."

"The cavalry will advance."

"Fight the Ming Dynasty to the bitter end!" Choros roared, his face darkening.

The order was given.

The rear guard of the Oirat army, numbering nearly 100,000 cavalry, moved.

This cavalry force was the one Choros placed high hopes on, the one that would defeat the Ming Dynasty.

To assemble these cavalry, Choros mobilized all the warhorses available in the entire tribe and even purchased warhorses from the west.

just.

Ultimately, it was no match for the national strength of the Ming Dynasty.

"The Great Khan has decreed..."

"The cavalry will advance."

The Oirat cavalry moved from the rear.

They charged out from the army and rushed towards the stronghold, engaging in a frenzied battle with the Ming cavalry.

It seems a duel between cavalrymen is about to take place.

And at the stronghold.

The Ming soldiers did not stop fighting the Oirat vanguard in front of them.

The artillery bombarded incessantly, and arrows were fired continuously, all in an effort to kill as many enemies as possible.

Boom, boom, boom!
Amidst the roar of artillery fire.

Countless battles and bloodshed.

The Ming cavalry clashed with the Oirat army, engaging in a fierce and bloody battle.

The two armies seemed to be completely embroiled in a chaotic battle.

only.

From the very first moment the battle began, the Ming army completely crushed them.

Although the Oirat Mongols were strong, they had run into the Ming army.

The war continues.

When the two armies are evenly matched.

By taking a roundabout route from a distance.

Tread.

Tapping.

It was more intense than the trotting of warhorses, and the sound of its trotting was more terrifying.

It seemed as if the earth itself was trembling.

The vibration was no longer heard at the outpost.

Instead, it was on the eastern flank of the Oirat rear army.

"Huge...sweat..."

"Then...what is that?"

When a general in the rear army looked eastward in terror, his face turned ashen.

Choros frowned and looked eastward.

This look.

His face turned deathly pale.

"What...what kind of monster is this?"

"Choros exclaimed in surprise."

In his gaze.

Thousands of enormous creatures, much larger than tigers, charged madly toward their army with a speed surpassing that of tigers.

Each of those monsters was incredibly ferocious.

It was as if it came from purgatory.

and.

Not just on the ground.

Above the sky.

A colossal figure, obscuring the sky, swept through the air.

...(End of chapter)