First Prince of Ming Dynasty

In a blink of an eye, Zhu Biao was surrounded by only 50,000 guards from the Chinese army, and the rear army was moving slowly according to the instructions.

This is the best chance for Wang Baobao, Zhu Biao glanced at the firecrackers on the waists of the pro-army beside him, he was quite relieved, without this he would not take the risk.

All of a sudden, the soldiers on the outside of the Chinese army suddenly raised their firecrackers to the side. The ground seemed to be shaking, and the rumbling voice clearly told them that a large group of cavalry was charging here.

Quan Xu gave an order, and the 30,000 pro-army raised their firecrackers and quickly set up their formation.

Three-duan attack is just a general term, as long as there are enough people, it can be six-duan attack or nine-duan attack.

The spear formation that had been rehearsed countless times took shape quickly, but the opponent's cavalry charged faster. They shouted like a pack of wolves gathering in the mountains and forests, and rushed within a hundred meters in a blink of an eye.

The sound of the huge horseshoes roaring through the black cavalry, even the soldiers of the former army who were chasing and fighting could hear it, and the last soldiers were about to rein in their horses to help the Chinese army.

Even the soldiers are aware of the importance of the Chinese army. If the Chinese army is taken out, then they will lose if they win.

With the sound coming from behind, Li Wenzhong also had some difficulty controlling the army. At this time, a Changzi flag suddenly stood up and waved a few times, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Chang Shuai? Chang Shuai! Let's go back and help the Chinese army!"

There are so many soldiers, and the people behind can only see the heads in front of them. When they see the Changzi flag, everyone feels at ease. The flag is waved, and the instruction is to step forward bravely regardless of the rear!

The school officials who understood the semaphore naturally felt at ease. They didn't care about the crown prince if someone above them stood up to them, and it was not their turn to kill the head.

Li Wenzhong rode his horse to Chang Zi's banner, looked at Chang Yuchun with a cold face, and said, "Why don't you send some people to help? I'm really worried!"

Chang Yuchun shook his head: "The opponents are all Qingqi, we turned around and they ran away. Wang Baobao is a famous general in the world, and he already guessed that Beiyuan's plan was leaked. But he still raided the Chinese army, because he is confident that his strength is enough to reverse the situation." Battle situation."

Li Wenzhong didn't say anything. On the battlefield, treating the opponent as a fool is the real fool. Wang Baobao is a hero called "the strange man in the world" by Zhu Yuanzhang.

The strategies of both sides are not difficult to guess. Who is caught in the trick depends on whether Zhu Biao can withstand the impact of Wang Baobao. The buttocks of the army, and the fleeing prince of the Northern Yuan Dynasty will climb up and shout. He should have tens of thousands of elites who have not participated in the battle. With this, he can directly reverse the situation and attack the chaotic Ming army back and forth.

But if Zhu Biao resisted, the rear army would cut off Wang Baobao's retreat, and the front army would counterattack after victory, forming a net to wipe out Wang Baobao's cavalry.

Therefore, everything depends on Zhu Biao's Chinese army. Whether it wins or loses depends on one action. Wang Baobao is very confident, and so is Zhu Biao.

Wang Baobao's cavalry began within a hundred meters of the Mongolian army's best horseback riding and shooting. The overwhelming rain of arrows fell on the Ming army. Although they also defended with shields, there were still many casualties.

The current firecrackers have no lethality at a distance of 100 meters, but bows and arrows are different. This is why the Yuan Dynasty army still prefers bows and arrows.

In an instant, the enemy advanced to 50 meters. At this time, the firecracker played its due role. As countless shotguns spewed out from the muzzle of the firecracker, the Northern Yuan cavalry fell down row by row, some of them were human. , more horses.

Due to the limited power of the firecrackers, they did not die after falling down. When they struggled painfully on the ground, not only their owners were likely to be crushed to death, but also the cavalry in the rear would be seriously hindered.

But even such a deterrent did not deter these cavalrymen. They shouted and continued to charge, not caring about their fallen compatriots at all. The horseshoes trampled past them, and the fallen people and horses became flesh.

Zhu Biao leaned on the hilt of his sword and looked at the approaching Qingqi. With a wave of his left hand, the command flag behind him waved. Sapphire led 20,000 cavalry to set off. Opponent's flank.

The opponent sacrificed tens of thousands of people and finally broke through the blockade of the firecrackers. The firecrackers in front threw down the firecrackers in their hands, took out their spears, and put the end on the ground. They pointed at the tip of the spears and stared at the more and more madmen. The closer the horses.

There was a sound of spears piercing the charging horses, but they were also knocked away by the horses, their chests were dented, and they fell to the ground weakly like broken puppets, spitting out blood, and their eyes dimmed .

Wang Baobao's iron cavalry directly tore through several blockades with its huge impact, and swung the scimitar with a grinning grin to harvest the heads of the Ming army.

Zhu Biao paid nearly 10,000 lives to resist the opponent's charge, and then came the most tragic hand-to-hand combat. The soldiers on both sides showed terrifying will.

Both sides have already exceeded one-fifth of the casualties. You must know that the Beiyuan army has only suffered one-tenth of the casualties just now, and it has already begun to collapse.

The limitations of current firearms are still too large, the range is short, the power is low, and the reload is slow. If the effective range can reach 100 meters and the reload speed can be faster, Wang Baobao's army will be defeated even if it is elite.

Zhu Biao was a little heartbroken, the casualties were too tragic, all he could see were the soldiers who kept screaming and fighting, and Lan Yu took advantage of the opponent's charge momentum to disappear, and kept charging, gouging the opponent's weak point.

Under the command of Liu Bowen, the rear army did not waste any time, desperately forming an encirclement, and retracting the net little by little.

Under Wang Baobao's handsome flag, a heroic middle-aged man stared at the Ming army's handsome flag, and the bearded man on the side persuaded in Mongolian: "Henan king, retreat! The Ming army is about to completely block our retreat. Well, now we can rush out."

Wang Baobao was silent for a while and said: "If we withdraw this time, we can only flee back to the grassland, and there will be no chance to come back."

The man persuaded: "With your prestige, even if you reach the grassland, you will still be the king of Henan, Prime Minister Zhongshu Zuo!"

Wang Baobao glanced at the direction of Nanjing: "It's fine for me to lose to Zhu Yuanzhang, so why should I be driven back to the grassland by his son?"

Wang Baobao shook his head and said: "This king has spent his entire life, rather than going back to the grasslands to fight for power with those wastes, it would be better to die in the Central Plains!"

What would the cronies want to persuade him to say? Wang Baobao rode his horse and raised his whip, and personally led the army to charge towards him. The commander-in-chief flag was flying behind him. When the Mongolian cavalrymen saw the commander-in-chief's flag pressing down, they seemed to be crazy and overwhelmed in an instant. Ming army.

When Zhu Biao saw it, a smile appeared on his face. If Wang Baobao escaped, he really had nothing to do.

Zhu Biao restrained his smile, slowly drew out his long sword, and pressed the handsome flag forward. Sapphire and Quan Xu at the front line saw the handsome flag pressed down, and even frantically began to fight back against Wang Baobao's army.

Although this was only a battle of more than 100,000 people, it was far more tragic than the battle of 300,000 people just now. Both sides are the best of the best, and no one side can occupy an overwhelming advantage.

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