Ming Dynasty: Charge, Emperor Yongle!

Even late at night, the Zhangbali City Lord's Mansion was still brightly lit, and Mu Ying stood in front of the sand table, gazing at it.

"Tap tap!"

Accompanied by hurried footsteps, Nai'er Buhua and a group of Ming generals arrived at the main hall.

Nai'er Buhua couldn't help but complain: "General, I've been fighting all day and haven't even had two hours of sleep before you woke me up."

"yes."

Other Ming generals also looked exhausted and were mentally and physically drained.

Their battle with Mughalstein had lasted for half a month, and they were almost tired of it.

"His Highness has believed it."

Mu Ying turned around and looked at everyone with a calm expression.

What?

Immediately, everyone present changed their expressions and stared intently at Mu Ying.

"Where is Your Highness?"

Nai'er Buhua asked anxiously.

"Your Highness has already captured Yangshibali."

"Good, that's how you should poke Hamaldin's asshole."

Nai'er Buhua shouted excitedly.

"General."

"Did His Highness give any instructions?"

A Ming general cleverly asked the question.

"His Highness has given the order."

"Our entire army will be deployed early tomorrow morning to fight the enemy and tie down the main force of the Mongols."

"His Highness will personally lead three thousand battalions and five army battalions to attack Gutabah from the rear and annihilate Hamardin's 100,000-strong army in one fell swoop."

With piercing eyes, Mu Ying gave the order in a deep voice.

"Yes."

Everyone present, including Nai'er Buhua, was wide awake and began to mobilize their soldiers to prepare for the great battle.

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

At the hour of Mao (5-7 AM), the sky was just beginning to brighten.

The city gates of Zhangbali opened from both sides, and 15,000 Yuan cavalry and 5,000 Ming cavalry followed, with 15,000 Ming infantry close behind, their target being the Mongol camp outside the city.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Hundreds of Ming Dynasty strongmen, shirtless, swung their drumsticks and slammed them heavily onto the sheepskin drums, the deafening sound shattering the morning silence.

"Brothers."

"For the Ming Dynasty, for His Highness Prince Yan, attack!"

Mu Ying drew his long sword from his waist, mounted a white horse, and pointed his sword at the Mongol camp.

"kill!"

Nai'er Buhua took the lead, personally commanding 15,000 Yuan cavalrymen as they galloped into battle.

In an instant, the entire earth trembled, and a surging sandstorm rose from the horizon.

"Enemy attack!"

Before the Mughal army could react, 15,000 Yuan cavalrymen had already approached and launched their attacks.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Arrows rained down from the sky, engulfing the Mughal army like a storm.

"what?"

"Pfft!"

Countless Mughals screamed as sharp, triangular arrowheads pierced their bodies.

Five thousand Ming cavalrymen stormed into the camp from the flank, and fifteen thousand Ming infantrymen poured in like a red ocean.

In an instant, the fiercest battle broke out in the entire Mongol camp, with shouts of battle echoing for miles around.

"What happened?"

Hamardin was awakened from his sleep by his servants and questioned them with a displeased expression.

"Great Khan."

"The enemy launched a surprise attack on our camp."

The Mughal servants reported this with trembling eyes.

"What did you say?"

Hamardin could not believe that the Ming army, which had always been hiding in the shadows, had actually taken the initiative to attack them.

"Fighting broke out at the front, and our troops were caught off guard and suffered heavy losses."

The servant timidly added a sentence.

"Assemble the troops in the city to support the front lines."

Hamardin's sleepiness was instantly dispelled by this news, and he was completely stunned. He hurriedly gave the order.

The 30,000 Mongol troops stationed in Gutaba were urgently summoned to the front lines, and the sudden war quickly escalated into a fierce battle.

"Your Highness."

"All of Gutab's garrison troops have been transferred out."

The night watchman reported the movements of the Mongol army to Zhu Di in detail.

"it is good."

Zhu Di's eyes gleamed with a sharp light. Gutaba was now exposed to them like a naked woman.

"Your Highness."

"I will lead three thousand troops."

Huo Li Huo Zhen said eagerly.

"No."

"I will go myself."

Zhu Di interrupted him, coldly ordering, "The Five Armies Camps shall seal off all four gates and forbid anyone from entering or leaving."

"In this battle, I will break the backbone of the Eastern Chagatai Khanate and make Mughalstein and Yarkand never dare to look eastward again."

"Yes."

Zhu Neng and the others responded in unison.

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

As the first rays of sunlight shone on the earth, the 3,000-strong battalion launched an attack on Gutaba.

Three thousand Mongol cavalrymen, dressed in the light armor of the Kheshig army and wielding scimitars, charged in a mass attack, uttering various cries.

"What is that?"

"enemy!"

The Mughal soldiers stationed in Gutaba watched the distant flood with extreme terror on their faces.

In the blink of an eye, Zhu Di appeared at the city gate alone on horseback, his steel spear thrusting fiercely at the iron gate. All his strength was concentrated into a single point, which shot out through the spear.

"boom!!!"

A deafening roar echoed in all directions, and the sturdy iron-clad city gate shattered into pieces.

"kill!"

Zhu Di took the lead and was the first to rush into this important town on the eastern border of the Eastern Chagatai Khanate.

"kill!"

Seeing Zhu Di's incredible bravery, the officers and soldiers of the Three Thousand Battalion were in high spirits and followed him closely as they stormed into Gutaba.

The vulnerable Gutaba was met with its fiercest attack, and the Ming army swept through the enemy lines as if they were in an empty field.

"Da da da! Da da da!"

Zhu Di rode his horse into the Khan's tent of the Mongols, his face cold as he looked down at the short, stout figure before him.

"Hamardin".

"Long time no see!"

"Who are you?"

Hamardin stared in terror at the young man before him, while his servants were dealt with by Zhu Di as easily as chopping vegetables.

"Tap tap..."

A large group of Ming soldiers wearing red mandarin duck battle jackets poured in and stood behind Zhu Di.

"Your Highness."

Zhu Neng quickly reported: "Our army has captured Gutaba."

"it is good."

With a slight nod, Zhu Di used the tip of his fine steel spear to lift Hamardin's chin, and said indifferently, "Submit, or die!"

"I submit!"

Hamardin had never felt the threat of death so closely before, and he knelt down and bowed his head.

"Hahaha!"

The Ming generals present burst into laughter upon seeing this scene, thinking that the barbarian chieftain was indeed a barbarian chieftain, lacking any backbone.

"Zhu Neng, you are to guard this place."

"The rest of you will follow me to the battlefield."

"Oh, right, bring him along."

Zhu Di glanced at Hamaldin, who was lying on the ground, and smiled contemptuously.

"Yes."

Zhang Yu, Qiu Fu, Tan Yuan, and others quickly left their tents, and the 3,000 battalion and the 5th Army battalion, a total of 11,000 men, galloped eastward.

The Mongol army, which was engaged in fierce fighting, never expected that the enemy would suddenly appear from behind them. Caught in a pincer movement, their morale plummeted. In particular, even their Khan, Hamardin, fell into enemy hands, and they all laid down their weapons and surrendered.

The two-hour battle gradually came to an end, leaving behind horses, weapons, and prisoners of war.