In Hongwu, we started as rebels

Chapter 909 A white horse adorned with golden bridle gallops swiftly northwest.

Just as Lu Qidong reined in his horse, preparing to deploy some tactics and advance again to boost morale,

Suddenly, the Jurchen troops not far away made some unusual movements.

The once perfectly orderly and imposing army,

It split into five parts in an instant.

Like five sharp steel knives, they charged swiftly towards the Goryeo army from different directions!

Five teams, each exuding a chilling aura of killing intent.

The soldiers were agile and their steps were firm.

The footsteps made a dull thud on the snow.

Their eyes revealed a ruthless, bloodthirsty glint, devoid of any fear.

It was as if the Goryeo army in front of them were nothing more than lambs to the slaughter.

The group of people charging at the very center,
The leader was a young man.

He stood tall and straight, with a stern face and eyes full of high spirits.

His black hair danced wildly in the wind, adding to his air of boldness.

He was clad in leather armor and gripped a long spear tightly in his hand.
Under his leadership, the central force swept towards the Goryeo army like a whirlwind.

Wherever it passed, snow dust billowed, obscuring the sky and the sun.
The soldiers roared with earth-shattering shouts:
"kill--"

The other four teams are equally impressive.

The two teams on the left, like two giant dragons, moved forward through the snow.
The soldiers held sharp blades, their eyes fierce.

The two teams on the right flank charged straight into the rear of the Goryeo army's defenses!

Upon seeing this, Lu Qidong was greatly alarmed.

He hadn't expected the enemy to launch such a decisive attack, and with such bizarre tactics!

He shouted:
"All troops, listen to my command! Each of the five units will attack the enemy independently! Do not panic, maintain your formation!"

However, the situation developed far beyond his expectations.

The soldiers on the left and right sides had just collided.
The Goryeo army then showed signs of being at a disadvantage.
The previously intense shouts of battle suddenly came to an abrupt halt!

The Jurchens, like a sharp needle, pierced deeply into the Goryeo army's formation.
The shouts of battle ceased, replaced by screams of agony rising and falling!

The central army troop was even more terrifying.

Lu Qidong's vanguard had already suffered heavy losses before even getting close to the enemy!
It turned out that the enemy had over a hundred muskets.
Each launch was accompanied by a deafening roar and dazzling sparks.
The bullets that were being fired mercilessly reaped the lives of the Goryeo soldiers!

In Lu Qidong's view,

A trusted personal guard was wielding a long sword.

He charged towards the enemy with a face full of excitement, shouting:

"Kill them! Let these Jurchens know our might!"

But before he could get close,
A bullet struck him precisely in the neck.

The perfectly intact flesh instantly tore apart.
Half of his neck was blown off.
The splattering blood mist, like exploding snow fog, obscured the vision of the people around.

The soldier's smile froze instantly; his eyes showed neither fear nor apprehension, but rather a hint of bewilderment.
what happened?
The next moment, as if struck by a heavy punch, he collapsed to the ground without warning, his posture bizarre.
Blood quickly stained the white snow beneath him.

"Little Tiger!"

The surrounding soldiers were furious upon seeing this.
He quickened his pace again, charging towards the enemy forces ahead, roaring:
"I'll kill you all! You sons of bitches, Jurchens!"

"Kill my brother!!"

But before he could run a few steps, several more shrapnel balls came whistling through the air, hitting his arms and thighs respectively.
"thump!"

He screamed and fell to the ground, struggling to get up, but he could no longer muster the strength.

It took him a long time to finally lift his head.

The troops rushing in from behind instantly overwhelmed him.
"Don't panic! Stay calm!"
Their muskets fired at intervals.
"We'll charge in again when they stop!"

A Goryeo general shouted loudly in an attempt to calm the troops.

Before the soldiers could react,
The enemy's muskets fired again!
This time, the firepower was even more intense, with countless bullets raining down like a storm.

The Goryeo army was instantly thrown into chaos.
Hundreds of blood flowers bloomed instantly at the forefront.
At this point, the Goryeo army was still several hundred paces away from the enemy!
But looking back, the corpses were already scattered all over the ground.
Muskets, longbows, and crossbows
The Goryeo army was completely in a situation of being unilaterally slaughtered.

Some soldiers began to panic, pushing and shoving each other.

The once neat and orderly formation instantly collapsed, turning them into a disorganized rabble!

At this moment, Lu Qidong rushed up.

Looking at the chaotic situation before him, he felt both anxious and angry.

He roared, "Don't panic! Cavalry, charge! Break their formation!"

However, no sooner had his orders been given than the enemy's reaction was swift!
The young men in the central group saw the Goryeo cavalry attack.
A slight upturn of the corners of his mouth revealed a disdainful smile.

He raised his spear high and shouted:

"Brothers, charge with me!"

Let's show these Koreans what we're made of!

Having said that, he spurred his horse's flanks, and his warhorse shot off like an arrow.

The cavalrymen behind him followed suit.

Like a surging torrent, it rushed swiftly towards the Goryeo cavalry.

The distance of a hundred paces passed in the blink of an eye, and the two cavalry units clashed violently.

Lu Yunyi's spear moved like lightning, weaving freely through the crowd.
Each thrust was accompanied by astonishing force, inevitably causing a Goryeo cavalryman to fall from their horse.
Or it would sweep across, and anyone hit would cough up blood and collapse to the ground.

The surrounding guards immediately stepped forward to finish off the attackers, resulting in astonishingly high kill efficiency!
Lu Yunyi's eyes were filled with arrogance, and his entire body was covered in blood.

A pair of bright, piercing eyes flashed with a dazzling light, making it impossible for anyone to look directly at them.

"Haha! That's exhilarating! Now this is what fighting is all about!"

His laughter echoed across the battlefield.

His loud voice, tinged with a touch of madness, instilled fear in many Goryeo soldiers who wanted to approach him.

A Goryeo cavalryman, seeing his ferocity, was both amazed and terrified.
But still, she mustered her courage and waved behind her:

"Brothers, kill the general!"

Having said that, he led a dozen or so brothers and charged over.
The lead cavalryman brandished his longsword and slashed at the young man, shouting:
"You arrogant bastard, prepare to die!"

Seeing this, Lu Yunyi showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he was filled with excitement!

He did not dodge the incoming longsword.

Instead, he chose to fight fire with fire, his hands moving swiftly, firing a shot with a backhand.
"Puch!"

The sound was crisp and pleasant.
The silver spearhead pierced straight into the throat of the Goryeo cavalryman.

The other person's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief, and he slowly fell off his horse.

"Hahahaha, you're not swinging fast enough, it must be because you haven't practiced hard enough!"

Lu Yunyi let out a loud laugh, his voice growing increasingly arrogant.

He brandished his spear and plunged fiercely into the Goryeo cavalry formation with unstoppable force.

Gong Xianzhi, standing beside him, was not quite composed enough in handling such a situation.
He stared blankly at the figure writhing on the battlefield, his mind filled with confusion.

Where has that usually calm and composed adult gone?

Wang Xingbang, standing to the side, shouted with practiced ease:
"Don't just stand there, give the orders!"
The vanguard scouts charged forward and broke through the enemy lines!

It was only at this moment that Gong Xianzhi realized what was happening.

He quickly took out the command flag and waved it repeatedly, shouting:
"Break the formation! Break the formation!"

The Ming cavalry advanced with unstoppable momentum.

The Goryeo cavalry were completely unable to pose any obstacle.

It was so easily scattered.

The battlefield was filled with the sounds of men and horses falling, and the shouts of battle echoing everywhere.

The cavalry force made several incursions and retreats.

Until some of the accompanying cavalrymen began to feel tired,

But the adults were still there, full of enthusiasm.
Their charging speed did not decrease at all!

This left Gong Xianzhi speechless for a moment. So the adult was really that brave!
Rumors circulated in the army that General Lan Yu valued Lu Yunyi because...
Besides his superior combat strategy,

His commanding presence in leading troops into battle also bears some resemblance to that of the King of Ping.

Gong Xianzhi initially didn't believe it, but now he completely believes it.
"Sir, be careful!"

Lu Yunyi heard the reminder, but acted as if he hadn't heard it.
He was still wielding his spear with all his might.

It seems like he wanted to vent all the pent-up anger he had been holding in for so long!

Not far away, Lu Qidong stared blankly at the battlefield.

The battlefields on the left and right flanks have already fallen into a disadvantageous position, and the Ming army is pushing them back bit by bit. Meanwhile, the battlefield directly in front is already in complete disarray!

The thousand-plus Goryeo cavalrymen offered almost no resistance and were routed.

They could only gather in small groups in various corners of the battlefield.

It is simply impossible to form an effective combat force!

"Sir, please think of something! The brothers can't hold out much longer!"

A soldier ran over, his body covered in blood.
Before he could finish speaking, he hurriedly ran back and rejoined the fight.

This made Lu Qidong, who was about to utter a curse, instantly stop in his tracks!

Lu Qidong's breathing quickened, and he took a deep breath.

He knew that if he lost this battle,
Then everything I have will be over, and I will never be able to turn things around!
He gritted his teeth, turned around to look at the more than two thousand elite soldiers behind him, and shouted:
"Brothers, follow me and hold off the enemy!"

"Defend our homeland!"

Lu Qidong led his two thousand or so elite troops.
They charged straight toward the thousand or so Ming soldiers in front of them.

The snow dust kicked up on the ground was like a thin veil.
It permeated the battlefield, blurring the view.

At this moment, both sides' soldiers only had eyes for the enemy, and no one cared about the harsh environment.

The Jurchens saw Lu Qidong leading his elite troops charging towards them.

Not only did they show no intention of retreating,

Instead, they all roared and charged forward with all their might.

They were like a pack of hungry wolves who had finally spotted their prey.
In an instant, the battlefield was filled with deafening battle cries and the flashing of swords.
The two sides instantly engaged in a fierce battle, with neither side gaining the upper hand!
Lu Qidong took the lead, wielding his long sword.

Each strike carried immense force, forcing the Ming soldiers blocking his path to retreat.

In no time, his face was covered in blood.

There were enemies, and there were his own.
But he was completely oblivious, his mind preoccupied with only one thought:
Drive the enemy back!
"Brothers, kill them! Let them know how powerful we Korean men are!"

Lu Qidong roared, his voice echoing in the strong wind.

Under his leadership, the morale of the Goryeo elite troops soared.
They followed closely behind Lu Qidong, charging towards the Ming army's battle formation!
The Jurchens, not to be outdone, quickly responded!
On the battlefield, blood flowed continuously, staining the white snow beneath their feet.

Corpses lay scattered on the ground, some Korean, some Jurchen.

But the fighting showed no signs of stopping.

Both sides are continuously deploying troops in an attempt to completely defeat the other.

Amidst the chaos of the battlefield, Lu Qidong searched frantically for Lu Yunyi's figure.

He had long heard of Lu Yunyi's formidable reputation.

They knew the other party was the youngest commander-in-chief in the Ming Dynasty, and was incredibly brave.

He himself claimed to be the number one warrior in Northwest Korea, so naturally he couldn't be the slightest bit weak in terms of momentum!
"Lu Yunyi! Do you dare to fight me!"

Lu Qidong shouted loudly, his voice full of provocation.

However, the battlefield was in chaos.
His voice was quickly drowned out by the sounds of battle.

Lu Qidong was not discouraged. He led dozens of his personal guards...
Weaving through the crowd

His eyes were fixed on every possible figure that might be Lu Yunyi.

Finally, in a fierce confrontation,
Lu Qidong saw a tall, exceptionally brave young man.
The young man's leather armor had fallen off, revealing dark red black armor underneath.
He wielded two guns, dashing through the crowd.

Wherever they went, the Goryeo warriors were either killed or wounded!
Lu Qidong's heart skipped a beat; he felt that this person was very likely Lu Yunyi!
"Brothers, follow me!"

Lu Qidong, accompanied by his personal guards, charged toward the young man.

Lu Yunyi was in the midst of a fierce battle at that moment.
The spear in his hand was like a nimble venomous snake, constantly stabbing at the enemy.

He discovered that against enemies whose armor was not strong enough,
The spear was surprisingly effective.

With just a gentle poke, the enemy can be rendered incapable of fighting.

"General, the enemy general is approaching!"

The military staff officer and scout rushed forward to report.
Meanwhile, by constantly comparing the bloodstained document in his hand, he finally confirmed the other party's identity:

"It is Lu Qidong, the number one warrior in the Northwest Province of Goryeo, a confidant of Yi Seong-gye, and originally the garrison commander of Suzhou City!"

Lu Yunyi looked up and saw...
He saw a middle-aged man in his thirties, accompanied by his bodyguards, rushing towards him.

That determined look in his eyes suggested he would not give up until he achieved his goal.

Lu Yunyi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile:
"Well done! I was just looking for a worthy opponent!"

Lu Yunyi shouted loudly and squeezed the horse's flanks with his legs.
His warhorse, "Beixiao," charged toward Lu Qidong like an arrow released from a bow.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer.
Lu Qidong gripped the long knife tightly in his hand, his eyes revealing obvious tension!

"Lu Yunyi! Today I will show you that the warriors of Goryeo are not to be trifled with!" Lu Qidong roared.

Lu Yunyi laughed and said:

"Then let's see if you have this ability!"

Seeing that he did not deny his identity,
Lu Qidong became even more nervous and terrified.
Lu Yunyi is really that young.
He had no time to think; in the blink of an eye...
The two had already rushed towards each other!
Lu Yunyi made the first move.
The spear in his hand shot out like lightning, aiming straight for Lu Qidong's chest.

Lu Qidong was startled; he hadn't expected Lu Yunyi to be so fast.

But he was, after all, a seasoned general, and his reaction was extremely quick.
He quickly dodged to the side, and at the same time slashed at Lu Yunyi's arm with his long sword.

Seeing this, Lu Yunyi flicked his wrist slightly.
The spear instantly changed direction, blocking Lu Qidong's longsword.

There was a loud "bang".
The two weapons clashed violently, sending up a dazzling shower of sparks.

"Good strength!"

Lu Qidong's pupils dilated as he clearly felt a tremendous force emanating from the longsword, causing his arm to go numb.

Lu Yunyi didn't care and exerted his strength again.

The spear, like a dragon emerging from the sea, thrust towards Lu Qidong's throat.

Lu Qidong quickly leaned back.
He was practically pressed against the horse's back to barely escape the fatal blow.

"Hmph, you've got some skill, but that's about it!"

Lu Yunyi sneered, his spear sweeping across once more, interspersed with swift thrusts.
Lu Qidong could only desperately resist.

They were immediately put on the defensive.

Lu Qidong felt somewhat anxious.
He knew that if things continued like this, he would eventually be defeated.
He gritted his teeth and decided to take the risk.
He spotted an opening and suddenly released his grip on the long sword.

He lunged forward, charging towards Lu Yunyi's warhorse.

He wanted to drag Lu Yunyi off his horse first, and then look for an opportunity to counterattack.

Lu Yunyi didn't expect Lu Qidong to pull this stunt.
He was startled, but quickly burst into laughter:

"interesting!!"

Lu Yunyi pulled hard on the reins, and "Beixiao" widened its eyes instantly, raising its front hooves high to avoid the lunge.

At the same time, Lu Yunyi did not hesitate at all.
His hands gripped the reins tightly, and he leaped into the air.

He turned sideways and kicked Lu Qidong hard in the chest!
He kicked Lu Qidong flying!
Lu Qidong crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He struggled to get up, but felt completely powerless.

He looked at Lu Yunyi standing on his horse, his eyes filled with resentment.

I was defeated; I was defeated in just a few rounds.
"You...you are Lu Yunyi?"

Lu Qidong asked weakly,

He still wasn't sure if the person in front of him was Lu Yunyi.

Lu Yunyi glanced at him indifferently, without answering or paying him any attention.

Instead, he tugged at the reins.
Looking at the battlefield where the fighting was still going on not far away, he showed excitement!

He then charged forward relentlessly, throwing himself into the next round of battle!

Lu Qidong watched his retreating figure, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.
At this moment, two Ming soldiers stepped forward.
One person held a knife to his neck, while another began to tie him up tightly!
Lu Qidong stood there dumbfounded, offering no resistance.

Time passed slowly, and two hours flew by in the blink of an eye.
By this time, the fighting on the battlefield had gradually subsided.

The earth was dyed a bright red.
The snow was soaked in blood, turning into a sticky, bloody mud.
Countless corpses lay scattered on the ground, their flesh mangled and bloody.

The air was thick with the stench of snow and the heavy smell of blood.
A foul, strange smell permeated the entire battlefield!

Many of the surrendered Goryeo soldiers knelt on the ground and couldn't help but vomit.

Not far away, a small group of Goryeo soldiers were still fighting fiercely.

Except for the general at the very front,
Everyone else seemed listless and weak, as if they were sickly.

Finally, the last group of resisters were all slaughtered by the Ming army.

Lu Yunyi swung his spear sharply.
Countless drops of blood traced a straight line on the ground.
He looked at the bloody battlefield before him with a refreshed expression and shouted:
"Cool!"

However, the way the Ming soldiers around him looked at him...

It was somewhat strange, but even more so, it was filled with deep fear.

(End of this chapter)