Chapter 754: Burn Your Boats and Witness
A boundless army is marching.
In the center of the army, Altan was surrounded by hundreds of people. His face was flushed and his eyes were sharp. He had a feeling that he was about to create something grand, which made him seem ten years younger.
"Order the warriors to attack in turns." Altan instructed.
"Leader!"
The generals responded loudly and their morale was high.
"Khan, what if Jiang Qingzhi doesn't leave the city?" someone asked.
"Then let's go south." Altan said without hesitation, and then he smiled, "This is a fateful battle. I have a premonition that Jiang Qingzhi has been waiting for me."
More than ten riders came galloping over, with the leader's face covered in blood. "Khan, Asura is leading three thousand Ming cavalrymen to attack."
"That's Jiang Qingzhi's confidant. Now that he has come out..." Altan's body was lifted up, "Jiang Qingzhi really didn't disappoint me. Tell the rear army that there is no need to prepare to march south."
"Leader!"
Altan looked at the crowd and said excitedly: "This battle will surely go down in history."
Sun Chonglou led 3,000 cavalrymen to defeat the enemy. He turned around and shouted, "Do you still have the strength to fight?"
"Have!"
"Then... move forward courageously!"
Sun Chonglou galloped on his horse.
The morning breeze brushed across my cheeks, bringing a chill, but the young blood kept surging, turning the chill into passion.
"kill!"
Sun Chonglou rode his horse to the front and hundreds of enemy cavalry turned around and fled.
There was no way not to run... At this moment, Sun Chonglou was covered in blood, looking like a bloody man.
"Asura is here."
There was a lot of smoke and dust ahead, and Sun Chonglou, who was killing with great pleasure, saw it.
He hesitated, "How many enemy troops are there?"
"Five thousand..."
"Then kill him!"
Sun Chonglou rushed forward without hesitation.
"It's Ashura!"
The enemy general said coldly: "This is Jiang Qingzhi's confidant. We will strangle him at all costs to make Jiang Qingzhi uneasy before the decisive battle."
The enemy troops swarmed in, but Sun Chonglou was not worried but happy, and rushed in headfirst.
"Follow closely." The subsequent Ming army rushed in.
Sun Chonglou was like an arrow, constantly breaking through gaps in the front. The Ming army then rushed in through the gaps, constantly expanding on both sides.
This is the benefit of having a powerful brother.
We just need to use him as the spearhead to charge, and as long as the brave general survives, we will win this battle.
Military generals during the Han and Tang dynasties liked this the most, so anyone who was not personally brave was considered a coward, except for being a commander-in-chief.
Wei Qing, Huo Qubing...Su Dingfang, Cheng Zhijie...those names that shine in the history books now seem to be possessed by Sun Chonglou.
Every time the thick-backed long sword was swung, a cloud of blood would be raised, and the warhorse would rush in through the opened hole with a long neigh.
Sun Chonglou continued to charge, glancing at the enemy's flag out of the corner of his eye, and only knew to charge in that direction.
He remembered clearly what the young master once said: When shooting a man, shoot the horse first; when capturing a thief, capture the leader first.
An enemy soldier rushed over with a wolf-tooth club, roared, and raised it to smash.
Sun Chonglou swung his sword diagonally, easily splitting the wolf-tooth stick in half. Without even turning the sword, he used the back of the sword to knock the enemy down.
The enemy general is less than fifty steps away!
Sun Chonglou roared, "Follow me, kill the generals and seize the flag!"
"Fire arrows!"
The enemy general waved.
This is a coverage that cannot distinguish between friend or foe!
The archers drew their bows and drew their arrows.
A rain of arrows flew past.
Great achievement achieved... Just when the enemy general was rejoicing, Sun Chonglou grabbed the enemy soldier in front of him with ease.
The human shield blocked the rain of arrows.
The enemy general still had a look of shock on his face. Sun Chonglou threw the hedgehog-like enemy soldier over. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he approached the enemy general to within ten steps.
Sun Chonglou thought of a poem that the young master had once recited with great enthusiasm. It was so passionate!
"Kill one person every ten steps!"
The warhorse neighed and charged forward, brandishing its sword.
The enemy general hastily raised his sword to block.
With a clang, the long sword flew!
The light of the knife flashed.
Heads flying!
He took the head in his left hand and then raised it high.
"No one leaves a thousand miles without leaving a trace!"
"Wan Sheng!"
The Ming army soldiers cheered wildly.
Sun Chonglou killed the flag bearer with one sword, and the flag fell.
There was a lot of smoke in the distance.
It was like a huge wave sweeping in.
"It's done, leave!"
Sun Chonglou turned his horse around and shouted, "Retreat!"
"Hide your body and name!"
The Ming army retreated like a tide.
Leaving behind a pile of corpses.
The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, and countless cavalrymen swarmed in. They took a look at the battlefield, then urged their horses to chase the Ming army.
The central army is coming.
Altan saw the fallen flag and the headless general.
"Khan, it's Ashura!"
Altan nodded and rode away on his horse.
Behind him, blood was still gushing out of the neck of the headless corpse.
Countless cavalry passed by from both sides. A vulture risked landing next to the corpse, folded its wings, and swaggered to the side of the corpse. It lowered its head, and its sharp beak easily penetrated the skin of the neck, biting hard and dragging out the throat...
After eating the delicious throat, the vulture made a chirping sound.
A flock of vultures swooped in and began to enjoy the feast.
A group of cavalrymen rushed over, and the cavalrymen on horseback watched the scene but ignored it. There were more and more vultures...
When the rear army arrived, the feast was over.
A flock of vultures circled in the air and then followed the army south.
They smell blood!
The enemy troops were galloping across the grassland, and in front of them, the shadow of a city could be vaguely seen.
But smoke and dust immediately blocked their view.
Teams of Ming cavalry rushed out from the smoke and dust.
Sun Chonglou led his troops to turn around.
"withdraw!"
This time it was the enemy's turn to retreat.
"Great Khan, the Ming army has left the city."
When the news reached Altan, he smiled and said, "It is just as I expected."
Zhao Quan whispered, "The Khan has been planning for a long time, just to force Jiang Qingzhi to fight. Now it seems that Jiang Qingzhi has never thought of defending the city to the death. He has been preparing for this decisive battle from the beginning. Everything... is to undermine the morale of our army before the decisive battle."
Jineng sighed, "There is a saying among the Ming people that great minds think alike. If..."
Zhao Quan knew what he meant. "It's a pity that the Khan didn't know his plan. Otherwise, the whole army should have marched south before, taking advantage of the fact that there was still plenty of food and grass and the morale was high. After Jiang Qingzhi left the city, he turned around and fought a decisive battle."
"But the retreat is cut off," Jinen said.
"Many years ago, there was a King of Chu in the Central Plains. When faced with a powerful enemy, he allowed his subordinates to have a good meal before attacking, and then smashed the pot. After crossing the river, he sank all the boats... The soldiers had no way to retreat, so they had to fight to the death. And then they really won a great victory over the enemy."
"This is……"
"Burn our boats!" Ma Tianlu said, and then he looked at Zhao Quan.
A sentence known to everyone in the Central Plains can crush Altan's nephew at this moment.
what is this?
heritage!
Zhao Quan slowed down his horse and rode side by side with Ma Tianlu.
"I was thinking, if the people of the Central Plains enjoyed fighting and took advancement as their responsibility, how many famous generals would emerge from such influence?"
“There will be as many as the stars.”
"The Central Plains Dynasty has fallen many times, but it has been able to stand up again every time. It relies on this foundation."
"Why? Master Zhao regrets it?"
"How could I regret it? I just have a wish."
"What wish?"
"I hope that the gods and Buddhas will protect us and prevent Han'er from turning his attention outside the Central Plains again. Otherwise... there will be nothing in this world that can stop them."
The army is constantly advancing. The scouting battle ahead is meaningless at the moment. Its only value is to warm up and show off its strength.
The two armies were getting closer.
When they saw each other from a distance, they stopped almost at the same time.
Both sides quickly fell silent.
The mighty army covered the grassland; the autumn wind blew over the two armies, and the flags fluttered.
Vultures were circling nearby, waiting for a feast.
The war horses felt the solemn and murderous atmosphere, and they panted uneasily or neighed softly.
Gradually, everything became quiet.
"Sweat profusely."
All eyes turned to Altan.
This is an endless wilderness and there are no tricks to use.
The only chance of victory lies in courage, sacrifice, and strength!
And the last one is the most important.
Altan looked at those warriors.
Every pair of eyes was filled with anticipation.
"That is the city that blocks our advance southwards. If we take it, we won't have to suffer from the wind and frost anymore. We won't have to work so hard anymore..."
Altan pointed to Datong City and said, "There are countless money and food, countless slaves there. They can make us worry-free about food and clothing, and we can enjoy fine wine and delicious food while lying down..."
Those looks of anticipation turned into greed and bloodthirstiness.
"Before that, we must defeat the enemy troops in front of us." Altan said sternly: "Just like we did back then, defeat them. Then, march straight in... and rule the world again!"
Choking!
Altan drew his sword.
Across from him, Jiang Qingzhi glanced at Yan Song. "Prime Minister, don't you want to say a few words?"
Yan Song shook his head and smiled, "My words are no match for yours at this moment, go ahead!"
Jiang Qingzhi rode his horse forward.
In the array, the soldiers were looking at him.
There is trust in those eyes.
This trust comes from victory after victory.
But Jiang Qingzhi hopes more for the indignation over past humiliations and the courage to avenge them.
He rode his horse to the front of the battle formation, turned around, and his horse stood up beautifully and turned on the spot.
The horse's hooves fell to the ground.
Jiang Qingzhi patted the warhorse's head to calm the somewhat excited mount.
"Many years ago, this was the passage for the Central Plains to send troops. Many years ago, when the foreigners went to the Central Plains to pay homage to the Heavenly Khan, this was the only way. Many years ago, the foreigners entered the country from here, burning, killing, looting, and committing all kinds of atrocities. Many years ago, the foreigners entered the country from here and destroyed the Former Song Dynasty... From then on, the land of China sank, and the Han people became slaves."
"Many years later!"
Jiang Qingzhi looked at his subordinates with sharp eyes.
Suddenly there was a shout among the enemy.
No one paid attention, everyone was looking at Jiang Qingzhi.
"Many years later, the army of the Central Plains Dynasty once again stood on this land. What is our purpose?"
Choking!
Jiang Qingzhi drew his sword and pointed it at the sky.
The wind swept the clouds, rolling rapidly above the sky.
It seemed as if countless people were gathered there.
"Let Han and Tang be witnesses, let those undead souls be witnesses, today, Han'er will once again scare the alien races! Our Ming Dynasty... is mighty!"
"Wan Sheng!"
"Wan Sheng!"
"Wan Sheng!"
(End of this chapter)
