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

Chapter 143 Zhu Di: Could he really be the reincarnation of the King of Western Chu?

The sky was filled with yellow sand and the setting sun was blood-red, dyeing the entire battlefield a murderous crimson.

Zhu Ying stood in front of the city gate.

Zhu Ying took a deep breath, and his aura suddenly changed. The tiger-head sword in his hand was raised high, and the blade flashed with a cold light, like a ferocious beast about to devour its prey.

"Charge your strength and slash!"

Zhu Ying shouted loudly, his voice as loud as thunder.

Echoing across the battlefield.

The muscles in his right arm tensed instantly, and powerful strength continuously gathered there, accompanied by the rapid shift of internal energy in his body.

There was even a faint halo of sword energy appearing above the blade, revealing its sharpness.

The next moment!

Zhu Ying moved.

The tiger-head sword in his hand had an extremely sharp blade and slashed down with a bang.

"boom!"

A deafening roar, like a bolt from the blue, exploded in front of the city.

This seemingly extremely solid city gate was instantly split in half like fragile tofu under Zhu Ying's powerful blow.

The knife fell.

The powerful internal energy, with a force that seemed to be able to destroy everything, created a violent wave of air in the air.

Although this attack was not Zhu Ying's true full strength, it already demonstrated astonishing destructive power.

With another roar, the huge city gate exploded instantly, turning into dozens of huge iron blocks, which were scattered all over the place by Zhu Ying's powerful internal energy.

Iron blocks from the heavy city gate flew everywhere.

Sparks flew.

There was a dull crashing sound.

After the city gate was cut open, Zhu Ying did not see the unobstructed scene inside the city as he had imagined.

What came into view was a solid wall made of huge stones, which looked extremely strong.

It turned out that the city gate had been completely sealed. From this meticulous arrangement, it was not difficult to see that after the Northern Yuan Dynasty received the news of the Ming Dynasty's attack, it quickly took countermeasures.

They knew very well how powerful Zhu Ying was, so they sealed the city gates in an attempt to stop the Ming army and the powerful general Zhu Ying.

"Seal the city gate?"

Zhu Ying looked at the wall inside the city gate with a sneer on his face.

There was a look of disdain for Yuan Ting and confidence in himself in his eyes.

"The battering ram is indeed difficult to shake..."

"But what good is that when you meet me?"

Immediately, Zhu Ying raised his sword again, mobilized his strength, and added the internal energy in his body to the blade.

At this moment, all the muscles in his body were tensed, like a strong bow ready to be fired.

The force weighing more than five thousand pounds seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and gathered in the right arm.

"Wild sword dance!"

Zhu Ying let out a low roar, his voice was deep but full of murderous intent, like the sound of killing coming from the underworld.

now.

A faint halo appeared above the blade, and that halo seemed to be substantial, it was the blessing of the sword's energy.

The next moment, Zhu Ying's figure was as fast as lightning, and the sword in his hand slashed towards the blue brick wall in front of him at an extremely fast speed.

With Zhu Ying's speed that far exceeded that of ordinary people, it seemed like just a simple slash, but in fact hundreds of slashes were made at the same time.

Although this wild sword dance technique does not have the maximum power of a charged blow, each swing of the sword has a force of several thousand pounds, and is also blessed with a strong internal energy.

“Kacha…kacha…kacha…”

As Zhu Ying's sword flashed, spider-web-like cracks instantly appeared on the blue brick wall in front of him.

The cracks spread and expanded rapidly, like a huge net, covering the entire wall.

"The city wall... was broken."

"not good!"

The Yuan army soldiers inside the wall widened their eyes and watched in horror as cracks appeared on the repaired wall in front of them.

Their faces were filled with fear and despair, and even a hint of helplessness.

Some soldiers even subconsciously took a few steps back, and the weapons in their hands began to tremble unconsciously.

"rush!"

Zhu Ying shouted loudly, his voice like a bell.

The black-bladed horse under his crotch seemed to sense his master's fighting spirit and neighed.

Wu Feng raised his front hooves high.

At Zhu Ying's command, it didn't hesitate at all. It galloped forward with all four hooves, raising a cloud of dust, and rushed towards the city wall that was about to collapse like an arrow.

"boom!"

Wu Feng's powerful force hit the city wall, and the wall, which was about to collapse, couldn't bear the weight and broke apart in an instant.

Bricks and stones flew everywhere, raising a huge cloud of dust.

The city gate was finally completely opened.

Zhu Ying rode on Wu Feng and quickly rushed through the dust, like a descending god of war.

"How?"

"The city gate is so thick and the walls are so solidly built that it's impossible for human power to break it open."

"How on earth did he do that?"

"He is the killing god of the Ming army, Zhu Ying!"

"When I escaped from the Golden City, it was he who broke through the Golden City."

"Zhu Ying..."

The Yuan army soldiers in the city looked at Zhu Ying, and many of them had fear and disbelief in their eyes.

They looked at it as if they were looking at a monster. Some people were so scared that they collapsed to the ground, and their weapons fell to the side.

In the past, when he was in Liaodong, Nahachu locked and reinforced the city gates in order to resist the Ming army. No matter how hard the battering rams hit, it was difficult to break through.

Now, the Northern Yuan Dynasty has learned its lesson and strengthened the city walls, all to guard against the powerful general Zhu Ying.

But they never expected that even if the city gates were reinforced and the city walls were repaired to create a defense as strong as a wall of iron and steel, they still could not withstand Zhu Ying's attack.

"Shield array!"

"Random Arrows!"

When the Yuan general guarding the city gate saw that the city gate was broken, his face turned pale instantly, beads of sweat covered his forehead, and panic appeared in his eyes.

He shouted hurriedly, his voice trembling as if he was trying hard to hide his inner fear.

The Yuan army soldiers came to their senses after hearing this shout.

The shield soldiers immediately rushed forward in panic. Thousands of Yuan soldiers quickly formed a shield formation for defense, completely surrounding the area where the city gate was located.

The shields in their hands were tightly connected, forming a solid line of defense.

At the same time, many Yuan army archers on and around the houses immediately drew their bows and shot arrows.

A dense rain of arrows shot towards Zhu Ying like locusts.

The arrowheads flew through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, like the howling of a pack of hungry wolves.

The rain of arrows was so dense that if thousands of soldiers rushed in, they would probably be shot into hedgehogs in an instant.

however!
In Zhu Ying's eyes, these incoming arrows seemed extremely slow.

Zhu Ying looked calm, there was no fear in his eyes, only endless fighting spirit.

"Break it for me."

Immediately, Zhu Ying swung his sword, and the sword in his hand drew arcs in the air, and each arc accurately met the flying arrow.

With crisp clash sounds, he easily cut down all the oncoming arrows.

Driven by Zhu Ying, Wu Feng rushed forward without any fear of the rain of arrows.

seem.

Wu Feng has become completely accustomed to fighting side by side with Zhu Ying.

Looking at the shield formation in front of him, Zhu Ying's eyes flashed with a cold light: "Break!"

He swung his sword directly, slashing towards the shield formation with a tremendous force.

"boom!"

The blade fell, and the shield formation formed by dozens of Yuan soldiers in front of him was instantly shattered.

The shield that was hit by Zhu Ying's sword was chopped into pieces like a fragile piece of paper.

Iron chips flew everywhere, accompanied by the screams of the Yuan army soldiers, and the entire shield formation fell into chaos.

"Ah...ah..."

The powerful force was like a surging wave, directly blowing away the linked Yuan army.

Dozens of Yuan army soldiers flew backwards in an instant like kites with broken strings.

Their bodies twisted in the air, their faces filled with pain and fear.

The dozen or so Yuan soldiers who were connected to them were instantly killed by this powerful force. Their bodies fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. Blood gushed from their mouths, staining the ground a deep red.

"Kill the Northern Yuan soldiers, pick up 1 point of strength, pick up 10 days of life."

"Kill the Northern Yuan soldiers, pick up 1 point of internal energy, pick up 10 days of life."

"Kill the Northern Yuan soldiers..."

The long-lost panel prompt sound of killing enemies and picking up attributes rang in Zhu Ying's mind.

Hearing these prompts, Zhu Ying's eyes flashed with excitement and he revealed an excited smile.

With each attribute added, he could clearly feel his own strength increasing, killing enemies and becoming invincible!

"quick!"

"Encirclement!"

"kill him!"

The Yuan general in the rear was horrified when he saw Zhu Ying being so brave.

His face was filled with fear and anger, and his eyes revealed a hint of unwillingness.

echoed.

The surrounding Yuan army immediately merged their shield formations again, and long spears protruded from the gaps in the shields, flashing cold light.

At the same time, arrows continued to be fired, trying to stop Zhu Ying's steps.

Under such circumstances, even if Xiang Yu, the King of Western Chu, were still alive, he would probably find it difficult to resist.

But now Zhu Ying’s strength has become extraordinary. He remained calm and swung the sword in his hand madly forward.

His eyes were full of murderous intent, and he wanted to kill all the Yuan soldiers in front of him without leaving a single survivor.

Every blow he made was carried with the power of burning his boats and crossing the river.

"boom!"

There was another loud bang, and the oncoming shield formation and the charging spearmen were once again instantly blasted away by Zhu Ying.

This time, the internal energy that Zhu Ying had added to the sword exploded. Originally it was just a simple power attack, but now there was a faint sword energy surrounding it.

The sword energy was so powerful that it seemed to tear everything around it apart.

Zhu Ying knew clearly in his heart that if one day his internal energy could be transformed into internal strength, or even true energy, it would possess the power to kill with overwhelming force.

Because the internal energy cannot be released externally, even if it can be added to the sword, there will only be a faint sword energy.

But once you have internal strength and true energy, you can release it externally, and that will be a truly extraordinary combat power.

By then, with internal strength and true energy, it will be an overwhelming slaughter for ordinary soldiers, and one blow of the sword will inevitably result in large numbers of casualties.

This is truly extraordinary.

"Kill the Northern Yuan soldiers, pick up 1 point of strength, pick up 15 days of life."

"Kill the Northern Yuan soldiers..."

The panel prompt sound continued to ring in Zhu Ying's mind.

Zhu Ying continued to kill, his eyes were firm, and he did not look at the panel prompts.

He threw himself into the battle with all his heart, the sword in his hand was like a part of his body, and every swing was deadly.

This time, he didn't give the Beiyuan Shield Army in front of him a chance to encircle him. "Kill!"

Zhu Ying rode his horse into the scattered shield army in front of him, and slashed wildly at the surrounding Yuan army with his sword.

His swordsmanship was as sharp as a violent storm, dazzling the eyes.

Wherever the blade passes, it slashes horizontally.

The blade flashed, blood splattered, and six or seven Yuan soldiers died under his blade with flesh and blood flying everywhere.

But Zhu Yingzhan kept swinging his sword, and every time the sword fell, several Yuan soldiers died tragically.

The power and murderous intent of the blade are simply not something that ordinary people can contend with.

Even if the Yuan army used shields to block, the final result was that the shields were broken and the soldiers died. The blades directly cut off their waists, and the scene was extremely bloody.

The blood on the ground gathered into streams, flowing slowly, as if telling the cruelty of the battle.

It also shows Zhu Ying's killing power!
Zhu Ying was killing madly. Although the Yuan army was large in number in front of him, he was like a tiger among a flock of sheep.

Soon, the corpses of the Yuan soldiers around him had piled up like a mountain. The corpses were piled up on top of each other, emitting a pungent smell of blood.

At the city gate, Liu Lei had already led 700 personal guards directly into the city.

Liu Lei raised the fine steel sword in his hand, his eyes determined, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, follow the general and kill all these Tartars, kill them!"

Then, Liu Lei swung the long steel sword in his hand fiercely and slashed towards the many Yuan army shield soldiers on the side.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang and sparks flew.

It was not that the sword was blocked, but that several Yuan soldiers were directly blown away by Liu Lei's powerful attack.

The powerful force caused the Yuan soldier who suffered the blow to spit out blood, and he died instantly with blood coming out of all seven orifices.

Their bodies drew an arc in the air and fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Liu Lei's swordsmanship was swift. He continued to swing his sword without any pause.

Although the fine steel sword in his hand was not as good as Zhu Ying's tiger-head sword, it was also a fine weapon of this era and was extremely sharp.

After a few slashes, several Yuan soldiers were killed on the spot, and some were shocked to death by the powerful force.

Liu Lei has been practicing Chuanheng Kung Fu for more than a year now, and he also gets the bone-refining powder to strengthen his body once a month.

Although his strength could not match Zhu Ying's, it was still nearly four or five hundred pounds.

For ordinary people, this is already a natural supernatural power.

With one slash of the sword, the force was so great that even the surrounding air shook.

His face was filled with excitement and excitement, as if he was enjoying the thrill of the battle. This was the first time that he had displayed this powerful strength without reservation.

Not only Liu Lei, but also seven hundred guards rode their horses and charged forward, their eyes full of determination and fearlessness.

Everyone swung their swords with all their might, frantically attacking and killing the Yuan army gathered at the city gate.

As they drew their swords to kill the enemy, sparks flew and powerful force burst out with every strike.

Even though the Yuan soldiers were holding shields, they were unable to withstand the powerful force of Zhu Ying's personal guards. They were shocked to death or blown away.

Their bodies were scattered all over the battlefield, blood was spilled, it was extremely cruel.

Zhu Ying's personal guards were all Zhu Ying's confidants.

Everyone has the opportunity to practice horizontal training, and everyone can use bone refining powder to temper the body.

Now each of them is a strongman, and each of them has a strength of almost 400 kilograms, and those with special talents can even reach 500 kilograms.

This is the result of body quenching.

It is conceivable how much power they can exert with the doubled combat power and morale blessed by the official seal.

They are like Shuras, invincible on the battlefield.

All seven hundred personal guards were dispatched. Although they were light cavalry, at this moment they looked like unstoppable heavy armored cavalry.

Their figures shuttled across the battlefield, and wherever they passed, the Yuan army was defeated.

Soon, a bloody path was carved out of the chaotic city gate, and the corpses of the Yuan army were scattered everywhere.

The corpses lay in all directions on the ground. Some were struggling in pain, groaning faintly, while others lay motionless in a pool of blood.

The blood dyed the ground red, like a sea of ​​blood!
After the personal guards rushed in, the Da Ning cavalry in the rear also rushed forward.

However, when Chen Heng and Wei Quan led their troops to charge at the city gate, they saw with their own eyes that every one of Zhu Ying's personal guards was like a god of war. Their swords slashed down, the Yuan army flew backwards, their shields were shattered, and there were Yuan soldiers everywhere who were flying backwards and killed.

This scene shocked them deeply.

Chen Heng's eyes widened, and he said in shock, "How come all the general's personal guards are so powerful?"

His eyes were full of confusion and surprise, as if he had seen something incredible.

Wei Quan also looked incredulous and echoed, "How come they all seem like strong men? They weren't so brave before on the Liaodong battlefield?"

The two looked at each other, with an unspeakable horror in their eyes.

Obviously, the scene before their eyes, where these personal guards were madly slaughtering the Yuan army, each of them killing the enemy with absolute strength, was enough to shock them.

They were full of admiration for Zhu Ying, and at the same time were extremely curious about the changes in these guards.

However, they didn't have time to think about it at the moment.

Chen Heng quickly raised his sword and shouted, "Brothers, the general has breached the city gates. Follow me and support the general. Kill all the Tartars and leave no one alive!"

The voice exuded a murderous aura.

Afterwards, Chen Heng rode his horse into the city like a tiger descending from the mountain.

"Kill!"

Wei Quan also shouted loudly. The cavalrymen outside the city dodged the rain of arrows from the city without any fear. They swarmed into the city, followed their general, and fought bravely against the enemy.

"Follow the general to the death."

"Kill!"

"Kill all the Tartars..."

Tens of thousands of Daning border army soldiers roared and charged forward, brandishing their weapons.

"Daning Border Army!"

"The Da Ning Border Army that once caused our Yuan Dynasty to suffer in Liaodong."

"They can really break through the city with cavalry!"

"Deploy defense, quickly deploy defense!"

"We must not let the Ming army break into the city!"

"Dayuan men, defend with all your strength!"

"Fire arrows!"

"Stop the Ming cavalry's attack, quickly!"

The Yuan general Mahawu on the city wall roared, his face full of fear and anxiety.

Even his voice had become hoarse, but he was still shouting with all his might, trying to organize an effective defense.

At this moment, he truly felt the despair of the Yuan army generals who were stationed in Liaodong in the past.

Less than half an hour after the battle started, the Ming army successfully broke through the city gate and the army was charging frantically.

The city that their Yuan Dynasty had spent huge manpower and material resources to build now seemed like a joke.

In order to prevent Zhu Ying's cavalry from breaking into the city, the city gates were sealed and the city walls were repaired so that they could not be broken by human power. However, they were eventually broken through by Zhu Ying.

Faced with a fierce general like Zhu Ying, the Yuan army was filled with nothing but fear. In their hearts, Zhu Ying was no longer a human being, but a monster!

At the call of Mahau.

The Yuan army on the city wall also came to their senses and became a little motivated.

"Kill! Kill!"

"Fight the Ming army to the bitter end!"

"Once the Ming army captures the city, they will never let us go."

"Fight with them."

……

On the city wall, the Yuan army soldiers roared at the top of their lungs, trying to give themselves courage with these crazy shouts.

But there was panic and despair in the eyes of many Yuan soldiers.

They watched Zhu Ying lead the Ming army into the city like an unstoppable god of death, and the fear in their hearts spread like a tide.

But even if you are afraid!
Not far away, the supervisory army's gleaming blade flashed with a cold threat.

In order to survive, even though they were afraid, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and fight the Ming army to the death.

In an instant!
The Yuan army on the city wall fired thousands of arrows at once. The dense rain of arrows was like locusts, shooting at the Ming cavalry that was rushing like a torrent under the city, blocking the Ming army from entering the city.

"Kill...kill..."

"Ah...ah..."

Under the cover of dense rain of arrows, cavalrymen were constantly shot, screaming in pain and falling off their horses.

The war horses were frightened, raised their front hooves, and their neighing was intertwined in the chaos.

But all this failed to stop the Ming cavalry's advance.

They were like a surging torrent, moving forward courageously. Under the baptism of the rain of arrows, they became more and more brave and fearless. Their figures shuttled through the gaps between the arrows and rushed madly into the city.

now.

Crying to kill.

Wails.

The sound of weapons clashing.

Completely intertwined, revealing a cruel and bloody atmosphere.

This is the battlefield!

And where the Ming Dynasty's central army was located, military flags were flying on the vast battlefield, and the rear army soldiers were ready for battle.

When Zhang Wu saw Zhu Ying successfully break through the city gate, excitement instantly appeared on his face.

"Brothers! The general has breached the city gate!"

Zhang Wu shouted excitedly at the top of his lungs, filled with endless excitement and passion.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Wu suddenly drew out the sword from his waist and raised it high.

"In the tradition of our Great Ning Border Army, generals do not seek survival, and soldiers do not fear death!"

"I, Zhang Wu, will charge into battle just like the general!"

Zhang Wu's voice was firm and powerful, full of the heroic spirit of facing death with indifference.

"Daning infantrymen, listen up! Archers in front, infantrymen in the back, kill!"

Zhang Wu shouted orders loudly with unquestionable majesty.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Wu squeezed the horse's belly with his legs. The warhorse under his crotch neighed and rushed out like an arrow.

Behind you!

The 30,000 infantrymen under his command rushed forward quickly in an orderly manner.

The archers hurried, bows tightly gripped in their hands, arrows on the strings, and quickly approached the city gate.

They knew very well that only by suppressing the city walls and the Yuan army in the city could they allow the cavalry that entered the city to charge without any worries and charge more fiercely.

In the central military tent, Zhu Di and Li Jinglong stood side by side, witnessing all this, their faces filled with shock that was difficult to conceal.

"How did he do it?"

Zhu Di muttered to himself, his tone filled with intense horror.

"In less than an incense stick of time, he actually broke through the city gate."

"In less than half an hour, the Daning cavalry entered the city in an orderly manner."

"Could it be that he is really the reincarnation of the former Overlord of Western Chu, as the rumors spread among the Daning border troops?"

"But even the Overlord of Western Chu couldn't do that, right?"

Zhu Di's eyes were full of confusion and amazement.

Li Jinglong slowly came back to his senses, sighed deeply, and said with emotion: "Before, when I heard that Zhu Ying's cavalry broke through the city, I thought it was just a fairy tale and an exaggeration."

"Seeing it with my own eyes today was truly shocking."

"He is truly a god!"

At this moment, Li Jinglong's eyes were filled with deep admiration, which was a heartfelt respect for the strong men in the army.

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(End of this chapter)