Chapter 9 I'm possessed!

It was almost noon and the rising smoke blocked out the sunlight.

On the top of Zunhua City, Shuntian Governor Wang Yuanya and a group of civil and military officials were nervously watching the battle outside the city.

"Thinking of the Emperor." Wang Yuanya asked Li Xianming, the Baoding prosecutor beside him, "Why aren't the Donglu moving?"

The young Li Xianming also looked puzzled and said, "I don't know."

The Ming civil and military officials on the city wall really couldn't understand it.

Outside, the fighting between the two armies in the center and on the right wing was in full swing, and the sound of fighting was earth-shaking.

But the left wing was strangely quiet.

The Eastern Tartars have clearly gathered a large number of troops here, forming a huge black mass.

But they just stayed there without moving, and no one knew what they were thinking.

Not only the Ming civil and military officials in Zunhua City couldn't figure it out, but the Eastern Tartars also couldn't figure it out.

Ajigebeile, what are you waiting for?

At first, everyone thought that the prince was just building up his emotions, after all, it was such a large-scale attack.

But a quarter of an hour had passed, and Lord Beile was still sitting on his horse without moving. Finally, a servant could not help but step forward and said, "Lord Beile!"

Ajige, with a red face, clenched his fists tightly and said, "Don't talk, wait!"

The Later Jin Dynasty was a slave system, and the bondservants, who were slaves, dared not say much and could only retreat in embarrassment.

Half an hour later, the morale that had been boosted had long since disappeared.

The soldiers, fully armored and armed with weapons, were also very listless.

Wearing such heavy clothes and standing here in the cold wind is very uncomfortable for both people and horses.

"Lord Baylor."

Abatai's bondservant rode up again, "My master."

"roll!!!"

Ajige, with bloodshot eyes, almost drowned out the noise on the battlefield with his roar.

The bondservant was so frightened that he nearly fell off his horse, and he ran away tumbling.

Another quarter of an hour later, Abatai rode over personally.

"Old Twelve, what are you doing!" Abatai shouted angrily at Ajige, "I can't handle this any longer."

Ajige's body began to tremble involuntarily.

He glared at Abatai fiercely, "Seventh Brother, don't worry about it. I have my own plans."

"You?!" Abatai was furious.

If his status wasn't so low, I would have wanted to whip him right now.

"Old Twelve." Abatai suppressed his anger and said, "How long do you want to wait?"

"Wait another half hour."

“What?!” Abatai was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He almost jumped off his horse. “Half an hour?! Which army can fight for so long?”

"I don't care." Ajige, whose body was shaking so much that the armor plates on his body were clanging, glared at him with red eyes, "You have to hold off the Ming army for half an hour. If you can't do it, I will go to the Khan to complain!"

"Okay, okay." Abatai laughed in anger and waved the whip in his hand vigorously. "Just wait, when we get to the Khan, I will explain everything to you!"

Watching Abatai leave angrily, Ajige wanted to say, "I don't want to do that either, but I can't do it."

He felt as if he was possessed by a ghost.

I can’t say what I want to say, and I can’t do what I want to do. This feeling is really terrible.

Finally, after nine quarters of an hour, Ajige watched himself raise his saber in horror and heard himself shouting out in agony, "Charge!"

The soldiers had been exposed to the cold wind for so long and were already exhausted. Their morale was at its lowest point. It was really speechless to force a charge at this time.

But since he, the prince, had charged forward personally, according to the rules of the Later Jin Dynasty, the troops of the Bordered White Banner and the Mongolians attached to them had no choice but to follow suit.

'The modification has been completed, and the reward will be issued.'

"Distribute 500 kilograms of vegetable oil and 5,000 kilograms of cabbage."

Chen Ran laughed, "This reward is really unique."

Cabbage is Chinese cabbage. There is a shortage of vegetables in the winter of the Ming Dynasty, so cabbage is the most important seasonal vegetable.

"That's good. After the battle, we can make chicken soup to celebrate."

The previous reward had just been distributed, and two lines of subtitles appeared in front of me again.

'Ajige personally led the charge, and the Houjin cavalry launched a general attack.'

'Note: You can modify one of the words.'

"finally come?"

After taking a look at the large group of Later Jin cavalry roaring in the distance, Chen Ran retracted his gaze and looked at the subtitles.

After a moment, he raised his hand and erased the word "骑" in "骑兵" and changed it to "步".

"Cavalry charge? Get off your horses and come over here to get shot!"

The soldiers of the Bordered White Banner had been left alone for more than an hour and were filled with anger.

They waved their whips to speed up, break through the Ming army's formation and slaughter them indiscriminately to vent their pent-up anger.

Ajige, who was running in the front, pulled the reins and slowly stopped at this time.

The master stopped, and the servants behind him naturally stopped as well.

Everyone looked at Ajige, not understanding what this prince was going to do.

Ajige, with bloodshot eyes, jumped off his horse.

A servant came forward and asked, "Master~~~"

"Everyone!" Ajige clenched his fists and roared angrily, "Get off your horses!"

There was an uproar behind him. He could have ridden a horse to fight, but the master wanted to dismount and fight on foot.

Is this a case of insanity?

"Master~~~" All the servants knelt down and begged, "No~~~"

They had all fought in many battles, so they naturally knew what would happen if they attacked the Ming army, which was equipped with a large number of firearms, on foot.

Facing the dissuasion of the crowd, the trembling Ajige waved his whip and lashed at the servants, "You dogs! You dare not listen to the master's words? Get off your horses!"

The Later Jin Dynasty was a slave group, and Ajige, as a Beile, was a slave owner. Faced with the slave owners' orders, the slaves had almost no possibility of objecting.

But the Mongols who followed them refused to accept this.

"Gushan Beile." A Mongolian Taiji rode up on horseback and shouted, "What are you doing?"

'I am possessed by a ghost, I am bewitched!'

Ajige, with red eyes, tried desperately to scream that he was possessed by evil spirits, but the first words he said were "You disobeyed military orders, are you planning to betray the Great Jin?"

When the blame of betraying the Great Jin was thrown at him, Taiji was stunned.

"Gushan Beile, you are fighting so recklessly. It will be unacceptable to the Khan!"

Waving his saber, Ajige roared, "If you don't obey orders, I will kill you now!"

The Taiji was furious, but the situation was stronger than him. In the current situation, he had no choice but to glare at Ajige hatefully and return.

Needless to say, when I see the Khan, I will definitely file a complaint against him severely.

This is not a war at all, it's clearly just messing around and sending people to their deaths.

There is no doubt that the morale of the Eastern Tartars and Mongolian coalition forces was plummeting at this time.

One incompetent general can lead to the exhaustion of the entire army; this is the most true portrayal.

"Everyone prepare."

The entire special forces battalion, which had been resting, started moving, and even pushed the tiger squat cannon to the front line.

Looking at the rows of black gun muzzles and cannon barrels in front of him, Ajige's heart was bleeding as his body moved forward uncontrollably.

He had no control over himself at all, as if an invisible hand was controlling his body and pushing him towards the abyss.

When the Donglu armored soldiers in the front walked past the stone mark with their heads held high, Chen Ran lowered his hand with force.

The sound of drums and goose flutes sounded at the same time.

There was a sudden sound of thunder in front of the Ming army's formation.

The Rumi guns and the Tiger Crouching Cannons fired at the same time, and the sound shook the whole area.

The Donglu soldiers who charged on foot fell down like grass being cut.

The Ming army's musketeers kept rotating, firing row after row of muskets. The hot lead bullets flew out, leaping a distance of dozens of steps and hitting the Eastern Tartar armored soldiers.

No matter what kind of armor they are wearing, they are all equal in the face of hot weapons.

During this era, the Ming Dynasty was at the top of the world in terms of scientific and technological resources, technology and human resources.

If the bureaucrats of the Ming Dynasty had paid a little more attention to the country and the people, their country would not have been destroyed and their families would not have been reduced to slavery.

The sound of gunfire continued to roar, and lead bullets kept whistling past my ears.

The Donglu soldiers, who had always been proud of their bravery, felt their scalps tingling and could hardly move.

They had never encountered such terrible firepower.

The body that he once took pride in, the fighting skills that he had honed over a thousand times, and the heroic and unparalleled courage.

Everything became a joke in front of the cheap lead.

The first to flee were the Mongols, and they followed their Taiji without any hesitation.

Just kidding, they came to Ming Dynasty to make money, not to jump into the meat grinder and die.

The Donglu soldiers, who were known for their tyranny, fled.

What master, what servant, it's all nonsense when it comes to staying alive.

Especially when Ajige's leg was broken by a lead type and he fell to the ground wailing, the Donglu soldiers collapsed directly.

Ajige fell to the ground due to excessive blood loss. His last thought before his death was "If I had known I would die here, I would not have come to Ming Kingdom~~~"

The Ming army quickly launched a pursuit. Chen Ran had spent a huge amount of money to organize hundreds of cavalrymen, who shouted and rode their horses to chase and kill the fleeing Eastern Tartar soldiers.

They called themselves the servants of General Chen Qian, and they had been well fed and well paid in the past. Now was the time to repay General Chen Qian for his kindness.

The special forces battalion in charge of the left wing also rushed out.

However, they were not chasing after the defeated soldiers, but were busy collecting heads, which made the deputy general Zhu Laitong so angry that he started cursing.

The battle situation on the left wing collapsed, and Abatai, who was struggling to hold on under Zhao Lujiao's fierce attack, chose to flee without hesitation.

Anyway, Ajige must take the blame this time.

Whether he is dead or alive, he will bear the consequences!
It's hard to fight a battle against the wind, but everyone can fight a battle with the wind in their favor.

The Ming army launched an all-out attack, hunting down the fleeing Eastern Tartars, collecting their heads and seizing their camps for supplies.

The entire battlefield showed an overwhelming advantage.

Zhao Lujiao, who had been fighting with his servants for a long time, shouted in pleasure.

Such a resounding victory is unprecedented since the Eastern Tartars started their rebellion.

A rough estimate is that at least thousands of people were captured and countless supplies were seized.

Chen Ran, the biggest contributor to the victory, was surprised by the reward given by the system this time.

'The modification has been completed, and the reward will be issued.'

"One thousand kilograms of mutton and five hundred kilograms of beef will be distributed."

"Vegetable oil, cabbage, beef and mutton." Chen Ran's expression became more and more strange. "Are you going to eat hot pot?"

(End of this chapter)

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