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

Chapter 142 God of War Zhu Ying attacks again!

"emperor."

Guilichi took a step forward, his expression solemn and his tone anxious, as if the fate of the entire Yuan Dynasty was hanging by a thread.

"Since the Ming barbarians have launched an attack on our Yuan Dynasty this time, they must have mobilized all the troops in the northern border of the Ming Dynasty."

"The Da Ning Border Army, which seized Liaodong, and the elite Ming troops must have been among them. There's no time for overthinking."

As Guilichi spoke, he raised his head slightly, showing his seriousness, but his peripheral vision swept over the many generals beside him.

"I second the motion." A military officer immediately stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and spoke loudly, "Your Majesty, please consider the overall situation. The Ming Dynasty is the Yuan Dynasty's greatest enemy. Please reconsider your decision."

As soon as the words fell, a group of Northern Yuan generals stood up. Each of them looked like they were fighting for the Great Yuan. They shouted in unison: "Your Majesty, please put the Great Yuan first."

The sound echoed in the hall, causing the curtains inside to tremble slightly.

Obviously, they all had the same idea as Guilichi. They all realized that the Ming Kingdom was coming with great force and the Yuan Dynasty was facing a huge crisis. Although it was a crisis, it was also a good opportunity to free their mansions and tribes from the control of the court.

Seeing this, the Northern Yuan Emperor frowned, his eyes revealing a hint of hesitation and entanglement. He slowly turned his gaze to Shi Liemen, as if Shi Liemen was his only lifeline in this situation and he could only ask him for help: "Prime Minister, what do you think?"

"Your Majesty." Shi Liemen bowed slightly, his expression calm and composed as he spoke calmly, "The Ming Kingdom has now occupied the Central Plains, but they definitely cannot mobilize more than 500,000 troops."

"After all, the Ming Empire must defend itself from both the south and the Japanese in the East China Sea. If the army exceeds 500,000, the Ming Empire's food and supplies will definitely not be able to sustain it."

Shi Liemen seemed very confident as he spoke.

"What does the Prime Minister mean?" the Northern Yuan Emperor immediately asked, leaning forward slightly, with anticipation in his eyes.

"Mobilize 100,000 troops to support, and leave 100,000 troops to garrison." Shi Liemen said immediately.

Upon hearing this, the Northern Yuan Emperor closed his eyes slightly and pondered for a moment.

Finally, he nodded slowly.

Obviously, this seemingly troop deployment action actually involves a hidden game of chess.

Guilichi and his men mobilized their troops, but they were also wary of the Northern Yuan court. If the Northern Yuan emperor did not make concessions, then Guilichi and his generals would definitely not send troops honestly.

"The Prime Minister's words make sense."

The Northern Yuan Emperor opened his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Combining the additional forces sent by the generals, and the 100,000 troops I have mobilized, our Great Yuan has a total of 600,000 troops to deal with the Ming barbarians."

"Furthermore, our Great Yuan possesses the power of cavalry. In cavalry warfare, who can compete with our Great Yuan?"

As the Northern Yuan Emperor spoke, he stood up with his hands behind his back, exuding the aura of an emperor.

"Your Majesty," Shi Liemen spoke again, his expression still calm. "The 600,000-strong Yuan army is enough to overwhelm the Ming, but it is not enough to launch a counterattack southward."

"I propose that we summon the Jiannu and other affiliated tribes of the Yuan Dynasty to attack the Ming Dynasty and contain it."

"Not only the Jiannu, but also the Goryeo. All of these must be utilized."

"Let them lead the troops to attack the Ming Kingdom. We don't need them to achieve great results, but they must attract the Ming Kingdom."

"Besides, there are quite a few Han Chinese in the Yuan Dynasty. We can forcibly recruit a group of young and strong men to form an army to fight against the Ming Dynasty."

Upon hearing this, the Northern Yuan Emperor nodded slightly, but his expression was still thoughtful: "We can still use the Jiannu. Although they suffered some losses after the previous battle, they have recovered over time."

"If we ask the Jiannu to send troops, they will definitely not refuse, nor dare to refuse. As for Goryeo, didn't we receive news that their general Lee Seong-gye is rebelling?"

"The Goryeo Kingdom is currently struggling to protect itself and is also trying to suppress the rebellion. I guess we can't rely on the Goryeo Kingdom anymore."

"Your Majesty is wise." Shi Liemen immediately echoed, "Now, we can mobilize the Jiannu."

"Prime Minister, immediately draft an order for the Jiannu to mobilize their troops to attack the Ming Dynasty's Daning Prefecture."

"In addition, what you said about recruiting Han slave soldiers is also feasible. I will leave the full responsibility for this matter to you." The Northern Yuan Emperor said immediately, with a decisive look in his eyes.

"I obey your order." Shi Liemen responded immediately, bowed slightly, and stepped aside.

At this moment, a messenger soldier ran into the hall in a panic.

His forehead was covered with sweat, and with a look of fear on his face, he reported loudly: "Report! Your Majesty, we have just received urgent news from the border city. The Ming army has already moved out."

"Who is the commander of the Ming army?"

The Northern Yuan Emperor asked immediately, a hint of nervousness in his eyes, and his body leaned forward unconsciously.

"Ming general, Guo Ying. Also, Ming Yan Wang Zhu Di, Lan Yu, Chang Mao, and Li Jinglong."

"This is what the scouts hiding in Ming Country found out."

The messenger replied respectfully, lowering his head slightly, not daring to look the emperor in the eye.

Upon hearing the names of these generals, the Northern Yuan Emperor's expression instantly turned grim, revealing a hint of fear and worry: "Such a lineup! So many brave generals! It seems that the Ming barbarians are really going to fight a decisive battle with our Yuan Dynasty."

"Your Majesty," Shi Liemen said hurriedly, anxiously, "Given the current situation, we must quickly gather troops. Relying on the Second and Third Princes guarding the border is far from enough."

"Yes." The Northern Yuan Emperor nodded, then turned his gaze to Guilichi and other generals. His expression was serious, and his tone was full of authority. "My dear ministers, quickly dispatch reinforcements. There must be no delay. If anyone delays, I will definitely not tolerate it."

……

In front of Zhenxia City, there was a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, as if they were also feeling depressed by the upcoming war.

The 100,000 black-armored Ming troops stood in neat rows like a black steel Great Wall.

Their armor gleamed with a cold light under the dim sky, and the weapons in their hands were tightly gripped, revealing a resolute aura.

Five hundred cannons stood in front of the formation, with their muzzles pointing blackly towards Zhenxia City, like giant beasts ready to devour lives at any time.

The archers were in the rear, their quivers full and their bowstrings taut, waiting for the order.

In the center of the army, on a tall chariot, Zhu Di and Li Jinglong stood side by side. Zhu Di wore a red cape that fluttered gently in the breeze, his eyes fixed on the battlefield ahead.

Li Jinglong stood aside, also quietly waiting for the battle to begin.

The beating of war drums shook the heavens.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The sound was like a roar from hell, sweeping across the entire sky and making people's eardrums hurt.

Every drumbeat seemed to inject a powerful force into the Ming army soldiers.

Zhu Ying stood at the forefront of the army, even in front of the artillery array.

Today, Zhu Ying has regained his former battlefield prowess, riding the Ferghana horse Wu Feng.

Zhu Ying was wearing armor, the scales on the armor flashing with cold light, and he was holding a tiger-head sword with a broad and sharp blade, exuding a silent pressure.

now.

Zhu Ying's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring at Zhen Xiacheng with murderous intent.

"Where are the Ming soldiers?"

Zhu Ying raised his sword, which flashed a cold light under the dim sky, and shouted in a powerful voice.

Zhu Ying's voice was as loud as a bell, penetrating the noise of the battlefield and reaching the ears of countless Ming army soldiers.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

One hundred thousand Ming soldiers shouted deafeningly, their voices resounding through the sky.

They held their weapons high, their cold gleams flickering against the gloomy sky, emitting an aura of endless murderous intent. That momentum seemed to shake even heaven and earth.

"Cannon, boom!"

Zhu Ying gave the order immediately, his voice firm and decisive.

Now that we have the deterrent effect of firearms, even though today's artillery can only inflict so much damage on the enemy, the deterrent effect of artillery is undeniable.

Five hundred artillery pieces fired at the same time, and ten thousand shells were prepared. Once the bombs were launched, it would definitely be enough to make the enemy flee in panic.

"boom!"

Following Zhu Ying's order, the artillerymen who had been prepared immediately took torches and lit the artillery.

Their movements were skillful and quick, with a hint of nervousness and excitement in their eyes.

time.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

There were bursts of deafening roars from artillery fire, and five hundred shells, carrying fire snakes, blasted towards Zhenxia City ahead like meteors.

The fire snake looked particularly dazzling in the dim sky, like a bolt of lightning streaking across the night sky.

The shells fell.

"Bang, bang, bang."

It crashed into the city. Although the shell did not explode like the high-explosive gunpowder of the future, it shattered the moment it hit the ground, and the iron needles and iron filings inside instantly burst out.

Those iron needles and iron filings flew around like countless deadly hidden weapons.

"Ah...ah..."

"..."

The moment the shell exploded, the iron needles and iron chips inside spread out in all directions with a powerful impact force, and many Northern Yuan soldiers were pierced before they had a chance to react.

Their bodies were pierced by iron needles and iron filings, blood was flowing, and they let out bursts of wailing.

The voice was miserable and desperate, like a wail from hell.

This is the latest artillery achievement made by the Ming Dynasty's Ministry of Works. The artillery shells contain hidden needles and carry murderous intent, making them even more powerful.

Each round of bombardment, with 500 shells, caused a murderous intent in the city that can be imagined.

“Why not use artillery fire?”

On the city wall, the Yuan general Mahawu who was guarding the city gate looked at the artillery that had not yet been ignited and the soldiers who were running around to avoid it, and asked loudly and angrily.

now.

His face turned red, his eyes revealed a hint of anxiety and anger, and his hands were tightly gripping the railings on the city wall.

"General."

The young general in charge of the Yuan army's artillery on the city wall replied bitterly, a trace of helplessness and frustration on his face: "The Ming army is beyond the range of our artillery. Even if we ignite the artillery, it will be useless."

"How could the Ming Dynasty's artillery be so powerful?"

Mahawu's face turned extremely ugly, and he was terrified and confused: "In the past, their firearms were the same as our Yuan Dynasty's!"

"And how come these shells release iron spikes?"

For them, more than 20 years ago, the Central Plains was still the world of his Yuan Dynasty, and everything in the Central Plains belonged to his Yuan Dynasty.

Those Han people were all servile and enslaved by his Yuan Dynasty.

But how many years have passed? The situation seems to have reversed.

The former slaves have now counterattacked his Yuan Dynasty, and everything is out of control.

Of course, the artillery and firearms of the Northern Yuan Dynasty were all made by the Han craftsmen of the past. Even within their empire today, those craftsmen are all Han people who were enslaved by them and had to make them.

However, the Ming Dynasty had been established for over twenty years, and the Han people had regained their dignity. With the full support of Zhu Yuanzhang, they also knew that firearms would become a powerful weapon on the battlefield, so the Ministry of Works naturally improved firearms. "The Ming army came with great force and their methods were extremely cruel."

Mahawu took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. With a warning and a threat, he shouted to all the Yuan soldiers on the city wall: "My men of the Great Yuan, once the Ming army breaks through the city, there will be only death waiting for you."

"Today, I have a hundred thousand troops stationed here, and we will surely be able to defend the city."

"Think about how we treated the barbarians in the past. If they broke into the city, we would be in great danger of dying."

Mahawu had a loud voice, and despite the constant roar of artillery, his voice was still clearly heard by many Yuan army soldiers.

After hearing his words, many Yuan soldiers looked at the Ming army in front of the city. Their eyes were filled with anxiety, worry and fear.

seem.

They thought about what would happen if the city was really conquered by the Ming Dynasty.

If the city is broken!

What will be their ending?

"Pass on my orders," Mahawu shouted, a look of determination in his eyes: "We swear to defend Zhenxia City to the death. If the Ming army enters range, open fire immediately."

"Don't worry, my men. The Second Prince is also guarding the city. With him here, the Emperor will definitely send reinforcements."

"The Emperor is with us."

The words fell.

"I will obey the general's orders."

The Yuan army on the city wall dodged and replied loudly.

Although there was a hint of fatigue and fear in their voices, they still mustered a bit of courage under Mahau's encouragement.

Immediately afterwards, Mahawu mobilized the supervisory troops to garrison.

Taking another look at the frantic Ming army bombarding the city, Maha Wu said coldly in his heart, "These barbarians were our slaves before, and they will always be our slaves. As long as we hold on, our Yuan Dynasty will surely be able to rule the Central Plains again in the future."

At this moment, the Ming army's artillery in front of the city was still bombarding.

Zhenxia City had become a purgatory. The city was filled with smoke, flames shot up into the sky, the sound of houses collapsing, and the wailing of soldiers mixed together.

Zhu Ying stood in front of the formation, watching calmly, without a trace of emotion in his eyes, as if all this was within his expectations.

Since he has the advantage of artillery, Zhu Ying will naturally make full use of it.

By using artillery to inflict greater casualties on the enemy, the soldiers under his command can also avoid greater casualties.

Time lasts.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The artillery bombarded crazily.

Finally, when the barrel of the artillery turned red and was about to be unable to fire.

"Where are the Daning Border Cavalry?"

Zhu Ying raised the sword in his hand, which flashed a cold light under the dim sky, and shouted fiercely.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Behind Zhu Ying, seven hundred personal guards and twenty thousand cavalrymen raised their swords and spears, all shouting loudly.

Their voices resounded through the air, their fighting spirit boundless. Their eyes revealed a hint of seriousness and anticipation. Even though they knew the danger was imminent, as soldiers, they had no choice but to rush to the battlefield and engage in a life-or-death struggle with the enemy.

Zhu Ying is in charge of the army and has his own official seal of authority. Now the combat power and morale of Zhu Ying's subordinates can be doubled.

What's more, the Da Ning border troops under Zhu Ying's command are truly elite.

After being trained by Zhu Ying, they became even stronger elites.

"A general should not be greedy for life, and a soldier should not be afraid of death."

"This is an invincible army."

"I lead the troops to attack and kill, and the old rules still apply."

"I will charge in front, and all the soldiers will follow me."

"If I fall from my horse, if I am killed by the enemy, the attack will continue, and the killing will not stop."

"Daning border troops, do you understand?" Zhu Ying shouted loudly, his eyes sweeping across every soldier firmly, as if conveying an unyielding and fearless belief to them.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

All the border troops responded to Zhu Ying with their roars. The sound was like surging waves, one after another, as if to completely drown the enemy.

The next moment, Zhu Ying did not hesitate at all.

"All soldiers, follow me and kill!" Zhu Ying shouted. He spurred his horse. Wu Feng neighed like a battle horn and charged towards the city ahead.

Wu Feng's four hooves galloped, raising a cloud of dust. Zhu Ying's figure was looming in the dust, as if he was a god of death from purgatory about to start killing.

"I will follow the general until death. Kill!"

Liu Lei raised his sword and roared, his eyes brimming with fanaticism as he led his seven hundred personal guards closely behind him.

Their figures were like a long black dragon, following Zhu Ying closely and rushing towards Zhenxia City.

And after the Guards.

"Follow the general to the death."

"Brothers, kill."

Chen Heng shouted and rushed forward on his horse.

Behind him, Wei Quan, Liu Zhen, and 20,000 Daning cavalry followed closely.

They will first disperse, and after the city is broken, this cavalry will rush directly into the city like a long dragon.

The Daning border troops are very strong, but even stronger are their generals, who are unstoppable.

As the Daning cavalry charged out, the 30,000 Daning border infantry remained motionless.

Zhang Wu stood on his horse, waiting quietly, as if waiting for the best opportunity.

In the central army, Zhu Di and Li Jinglong stood side by side, surrounded by soldiers holding shields and personal guards.

This shows how high the defense is.

The shield bearers gathered around them tightly, forming a solid line of defense. The guards held weapons in their hands, watching their surroundings vigilantly, ready to respond to any emergency at any time.

"Zhu Ying, lead the army to attack and kill him."

Zhu Di stared at the Da Ning border troops charging out and spoke slowly, his eyes full of curiosity and anticipation.

"This cavalry attacking a city is something I've never seen before."

"If Zhu Ying's cavalry really breaks into the city today, it would be an eye-opener for us," said Zhu Di.

"During the previous attack on Liaodong, weren't the two cities of Jincheng breached by Zhu Ying's cavalry?" Li Jinglong said slowly. "Both city gates were blocked by the Yuan army. I really can't imagine how Zhu Ying managed it."

"But he's still attacking with cavalry this time. From common sense, this is courting death, but he's so confident that we can only watch."

"Let's wait and see." Zhu Di said in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on the attacking army in front.

Deep down in his heart, perhaps the bigger thing is doubt.

How can cavalry break into a city?

Having not been on the battlefield for a long time, Wu Feng seemed a little excited. He rushed forward at full speed, leaving the cavalry guards behind him dozens of steps behind.

The Yuan army on the city wall saw the Ming cavalry attacking. If it was before Liaodong was recovered by the Ming, they might have mocked them. But after Liaodong was taken by the Ming,

Zhu Ying's name and the advantages of cavalry in attacking cities had spread throughout the Northern Yuan Dynasty.

Although it is not known how Zhu Ying broke into the city, he did have his own cavalry tactics to break into the city.

"Daning Cavalry, Zhu Ying."

The Yuan general guarding the tower roared loudly, his voice filled with fear: "Zhu Ying of the Ming Dynasty. That Ming Dynasty's killer god."

"Cannons fire. Bows and arrows fire. Kill!"

This sound fell.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

There was also a roar from the tower. Hundreds of cannons on the tower fired simultaneously, bombarding the Da Ning border troops charging towards the city.

Those shells came whistling in the wind and hit the Ming army like raindrops.

At the same time, thousands of archers on the city walls took turns shooting arrows.

Arrows rained down continuously, madly shooting towards the Ming army rushing towards the city.

Those arrows flashed coldly under the dim sky, like countless deadly cold stars.

Under the hail of arrows, Ming army soldiers fell off their horses from time to time. Some were shot like hedgehogs along with their horses and died on the spot.

Battlefield fighting was brutal. No matter how much Zhu Ying trained, how much he motivated, or how well he commanded his army, he could only try to avoid casualties among his soldiers.

"Disperse and march."

Zhu Ying roared.

Simultaneously.

"cut!"

Zhu Ying raised his sword and mobilized his internal energy.

Slash in mid-air.

Pieces of arrows were chopped down.

Even the solid shells that were fired down were directly cut open by Zhu Ying.

With Zhu Ying's current full attributes.

If he really launched it recklessly, it would definitely be extraordinary, but every time on the battlefield, Zhu Ying was still somewhat restrained.

Block on one side.

While charging and killing.