Ming Dynasty: Charge, Emperor Yongle!

"General."

"Why not question the daughter of Kökö Töre?"

Huo Li Huo rushed into the tent and spoke urgently.

"no need."

Zhu Di walked out of the military tent step by step, looked up at the starry sky, and said softly, "Tomorrow will surely be a bright and sunny day with no clouds in the sky."

"If I were to expand my limbs, I would definitely not be able to hold back for so long."

"Only by annihilating Geng Bingwen's forces in one fell swoop can we attract the Duke of Wei to come."

You mean...?

Huo Li Huo Zhen's pupils dilated instantly.

"Pass down the order."

"Tonight, we will not remove our armor, nor will our weapons be drawn."

"Cooking at midnight, setting off at dawn."

Zhu Di gazed at Bayanbolege and issued a military order.

"Yes."

Huo Li Huo Zhen immediately went down to relay the order.

Three thousand Ming soldiers moved in unison, and a sense of impending doom enveloped the camp.

...............

The next morning, just as the sky was beginning to lighten.

“Wuwu!”

The deep, resounding sound of the ox horn echoed through the sky. Geng Bingwen stepped out of his military tent and looked at the Yuan cavalry covering the mountains and plains with an extremely solemn expression.

"Form ranks, defend!"

Ming soldiers wearing mandarin duck battle jackets poured out of the camp, with spearmen in front, musketeers behind, and swordsmen guarding both sides.

"The left wing, with three thousand households, is to attack."

Yuan general He Zongzhe swung his whip heavily.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Three thousand cavalrymen charged forward, their movements perfectly synchronized, the dull thud of hooves echoing across the grassland, causing the ground to tremble.

"Hooray!"

"Oh! Oh! Oh!"

The Yuan cavalrymen charging forward emitted sharp, menacing sounds.

The Ming soldiers facing them head-on were trembling with fear, their faces tense, and their palms sweating profusely.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

When they were less than 300 meters away from the Ming army, the Yuan cavalrymen drew their bows and nocked their arrows, and a barrage of arrows swept forward, wave after wave, striking the Ming army like a storm.

"ah?!"

Although the Ming soldiers immediately raised their shields, some unlucky ones were still hit by arrows.

"Musketeers, prepare."

Geng Bingwen issued military orders immediately after the Yuan cavalry finished their volley fire.

One by one, Ming soldiers, armed with single-eyed muskets, relied on pack carts and makeshift chevaux-de-frise to aim at the enemy.

The Yuan army dispatched heavy cavalry clad in lamellar armor and wielding blunt weapons (maces and spiked clubs) to charge out from the front, like a moving wall of bronze and iron crushing towards the Ming army camp, creating an indescribable sense of oppression.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The Ming army musketeers lit the match, and the crisp sound of gunfire echoed in all directions.

Lead bullets and iron pellets fired from the gun muzzles struck the Yuan cavalrymen, piercing their lamellar armor and splattering blood everywhere.

The Yuan heavy cavalry charging at the forefront were wiped out in large numbers.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The first batch of musketeers immediately crouched down to continue loading gunpowder, while the second batch of musketeers standing behind them opened fire.

Accompanied by the sound of gunfire, white smoke quickly spread and enveloped the Ming army camp.

"Right Battalion, 3,000 commanders, attack!"

He Zongzhe witnessed a thousand heavy cavalrymen being picked off one by one like targets under the Ming army's muskets, and his heart burned with rage, so he roared.

"Da da da! Da da da!"

The three thousand Yuan cavalrymen who had been waiting on the sidelines joined the battle, brandishing their scimitars and their eyes filled with the aggressiveness of wolves.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The Yuan people changed their tactics, launching attacks from both the left and right flanks.

"Pfft!"

Countless arrows fell in parabolic arcs, piercing the bodies of the Ming army musketeers.

For a time, the Ming army's firepower was greatly reduced, and it was simply unable to suppress the Yuan heavy cavalry in the front.

"Bang!!!"

The Yuan heavy cavalry rammed through the makeshift chevaux-de-frise and pack carts blocking the perimeter, brandishing maces and spiked clubs as if they were in an empty field.

"shoot!"

Geng Bingwen shouted sternly.

The next moment, the Ming archers hiding in the military tent drew their bows and nocked their arrows.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

At such close range, the triangular heavy arrows pierced through the iron lamellar armor, and one by one, the Yuan soldiers fell from their horses to the ground, their corpses piling up and hindering the Yuan cavalry's advance.

"Pfft!"

The Ming army's spearmen seized every opportunity to hunt down the Yuan cavalrymen one by one.

The battle between the two sides quickly reached a stalemate, the battlefield became extremely intense, and the smell of blood continued to spread.

"General."

Watching the fierce battle not far away, even Huo Li Huo Zhen couldn't hold back anymore.

"The Yuan people used 7 thousand-man squads, and there are still 3 thousand-man squads left unused."

"Wait a little longer."

Zhu Di's eyes were sharp as he stared intently at the battlefield situation.

Since we're going to fight, we should make sure to inflict a heavy blow on Wang Baobao, wiping out his 10,000 cavalrymen, which would be equivalent to weakening Wang Baobao's strength by one-third.

"Yes."

Huo Li Huo Zhen could only patiently continue waiting.

"Three thousand commanders of the central army, follow me into battle."

Seeing that he was unable to capture Geng Bingwen, Yuan general He Zongzhe decided to take a desperate gamble and send his entire army into battle.

In an instant, the war reached its climax, with both sides clashing with swords and spears, fighting to the death, and even Geng Bingwen personally took to the battlefield.

The opportunity has arrived!

Zhu Di mounted his horse, gripped a long spear, and spurred it forward.

"kill!"

Huo Li Huo Zhen and the others followed closely behind and launched an attack.

Three thousand Ming cavalrymen, who had been waiting for a long time, galloped in like a giant dragon, raising countless clouds of dust along the way.

What?

He Zongzhe's expression changed drastically; he hadn't expected the Ming army to have an ambush nearby.

"Hahaha!"

"Heaven has not forsaken us, brothers, reinforcements have arrived."

"Kill the Tartars!"

Geng Bingwen, covered in blood, burst into laughter.

"Kill them!"

Upon seeing the familiar red color, the Ming soldiers holding Bayanbolege were greatly encouraged and fought even more fiercely.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Zhu Di led from the front, galloping on horseback, and wherever he went, no enemy could withstand him.

"Keep up!"

Seeing Zhu Di's invincible momentum, Zhu Neng, Tan Yuan, and Qiu Fu's eyes burned with fervor, and they spurred their horses to follow closely behind.

More than a hundred night scouts formed an arrowhead, piercing through the Yuan army from south to north, leaving Yuan corpses everywhere.

"Ming Gou!"

He Zongzhe watched Zhu Di charge towards him, his eyes almost bloodshot. He gripped the reins, brandished his broadsword, and charged forward to meet him.

"Clang!"

Zhu Di pointed his spear straight at He Zongzhe, the steel spearhead striking the blade with a metallic clang. An invisible force penetrated the spear and flowed into He Zongzhe's body, instantly seeping into his internal organs.

"puff!"

Caught off guard, He Zongzhe suffered internal injuries and immediately coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Bang!!!"

Zhu Di thrust forward, and the spear pierced He Zongzhe's heart in an instant, killing him instantly.

Whose general is so valiant?

Wang Baobao, who was watching the battle from a short distance away, was shocked to see this scene.

"Expand the outline!"

Zhu Di also saw Wang Baobao's central army banner, narrowed his eyes, and raised his arm to shout: "All soldiers, do you dare to charge with me!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Zhu Neng and the others who arrived roared in unison, their voices shaking the heavens and the earth.

"kill!"

Zhu Di held the reins in one hand and a long spear in his right, as if possessed by Zhao Zilong of Changshan, displaying unparalleled bravery, and rode straight towards Wang Baobao.

"Break through!"

Zhu Neng and his men followed closely behind, and every Yuan cavalryman who blocked their path was killed.

The more than one hundred night scouts were elites selected from the three thousand Ming soldiers. They were skilled in archery and horsemanship and extremely brave. Ordinary Yuan cavalry could not stop them at all. They swept across the field like a hurricane and approached Wang Baobao with lightning speed.

"Your Majesty!"

"Retreat immediately!"

Seeing this, Nai'er Buhua hurriedly persuaded Wang Baobao to retreat.

"withdraw!"

Left with no other option, Wang Baobao had to turn his horse around and return to the Yuan army camp.

"call out!!!"

Zhu Di stood up straight from his horse and hurled his spear, the sound of it cutting through the air echoing all around.

Countless people witnessed the central banner of the army falling 150 meters away.

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

The Ming soldiers roared in unison, their morale soaring, while the Yuan soldiers present all looked dejected and lost their will to fight.