Ming Dynasty: The Sixth Brother of the Zhu Family Seeks Immortality

The White Horse Volunteers were getting closer and closer to the city wall, which looked very solid.

Tuohuan's face was very calm and composed. The so-called legendary White Horse Cavalry was only about a few hundred people.

Although there was no sound of horse hooves, it was indeed a bit strange, but it didn't matter!

It didn't affect the White Horse Cavalry as cavalry!

The White Horse Volunteers were getting closer and closer to the city wall!

They were all well-equipped and had sharp eyes, like hunters hunting, focused and powerful.

The Wala soldiers guarding the city wall looked like they were being hunted at this time.

The White Horse Volunteers did not directly hit the city. After approaching the city, all the white horses seemed to have been paused.

Everyone stayed in place in unison.

Zhu Zhankan, the leader, was dressed in white and robed, and protected by a salt sword.

He didn't look like a general who was fighting in battle, but rather a scholar in white.

King Zhao and Zhu Zhanji also came to Zhu Zhankan.

"Nephew Zhankan, it looks like there are about 3,000 cavalrymen, right?" King Zhao asked.

"Three thousand cavalrymen, that's a lot, Sixth Brother, can we eat them?" Zhu Zhanji turned his head and asked.

Zhu Zhankan smiled mysteriously: "If they didn't go up the city wall, they might have some ability to resist, but if they have already reached the city wall, then there is nothing to say!"

"Baima Yicong, charge!"

Tuohuan, who was standing on the city wall, was shocked to see Baima Yicong at close range.

He had never seen such elite cavalry before, and today he had learned a lot!

However, seeing that the enemy leader actually ordered a charge directly, Tuohuan sneered.

What a pity, such a good soldier was actually going to be lost in the hands of a young kid!

"Bows and arrows! Stones! Wood! Everything that can defend the city, bring it up!"

Tuohuan shouted at the soldiers inside the city wall.

However, what they didn't notice was that the side of the city wall began to melt like ink!

"Kill!!!"

With Zhu Zhankan's shout, Baima Yicong naturally began to charge!

The shouts and screams shook the earth, as if even the thunder in the sky could be attracted.

Just as Tuohuan was about to persuade his men not to lose confidence, he felt a sense of weightlessness!

"This... We seem to be falling underground!" Tuohuan noticed that the city wall under his feet disappeared silently without a sound!

A more accurate statement should be that it melted!

The height of the city wall is as high as several dozen feet! Falling from such a high place without any defense.

Most people might die on the spot!

But who is Tuohuan? He is the son of Mahamu, the leader of the Wala.

Naturally, he has not lacked exercise and nutrition since childhood, so he is naturally not as fragile as ordinary people.

He did not die directly after falling from a high place.

He held on for a few breaths and lay on the ground with weakness all over his body.

Not long after, he was chopped off his head by the white horse righteous from the rushing over!

At the moment his head was chopped off, he was still doubting and thinking.

Why did the city wall suddenly disappear! Until he completely lost consciousness.

The leaders who did not climb the city wall tried to organize the Wala soldiers to fight back.

But seeing the strange sight of the city wall suddenly disappearing, most of the soldiers were brave enough to stand up!

Many soldiers knelt down on the spot and begged for forgiveness from Changshengtian.

When they knelt down, they were naturally easily taken down by the White Horse Yicong!

No matter how elite the cavalry and soldiers were, they almost lost any ability to resist after being frightened by the miracle.

Zhu Zhankan swung the flying sword and had a good time in the chaotic crowd.

Then he took the opportunity to take Zhu Zhanji and King Zhao away from the chaotic battlefield.

This is a dangerous place, so it is better not to stay for long.

It was also in this battle that Tuohuan, who was originally quite prestigious in Wala, died tragically under the city wall.

And Tuohuan, who was originally going to be the leader of the unification of Wala and Tatar in the future, came to an end.

This time, Zhu Zhankan and his men reaped a lot of rewards from the attack.

Tuohuan led more than half of his troops to guard the city wall, and the other half waited inside the city wall to chase and kill the defeated enemies.

And there was naturally no way to provide horses to stand on the city wall.

So the 1,500 or so war horses were relatively intact.

There were also a few hundred people who helped Tuohuan transport stones and rolling logs. Although the people responsible for transportation were also under the city wall, they did not ride horses.

After the remaining 1,000 enemies who were ready to chase and kill were killed, the war horses also remained slightly.

In this battle, Zhu Zhankan and his men harvested more than 2,000 war horses!

Of course, apart from the war horses, there was really nothing valuable on these Wala soldiers.

The Baima Yicong returned with a full load, leaving only a mess in the local area.

Chapter 98 Great victory news

"Boom boom boom!!!"

In the solemn army camp, a little spring rain floated, and the white clouds with dirt covered the sky.

The air was filled with the atmosphere that the war would start at any time and the army was ready to march.

All serious signs indicate that this is the central military camp of the Ming Dynasty and the residence of Emperor Zhu Di.

As a burst of rapid horse hoof sounds sounded outside the camp, a loud shout came from outside the camp.

"Eight hundred miles in a hurry! Eight hundred miles in a hurry!"

Zhu Di, who was still lamenting that time flies and time waits for no one, was disturbed by the loud shouting outside.

Zhu Di walked out of the tent and asked, "What's going on outside?"

"Your Majesty, there is a victory report from the Shaanxi Dusi!"

Zhu Di's personal guards shouted excitedly.

"Victory report?" Zhu Di looked at the soldiers on both sides, wondering in his heart.

He didn't send many troops to fight? How could there be a victory report worth rushing for 800 miles?

Zhu Di didn't think much, his eyes were fixed on the soldiers who reported the victory not far away.

Soon, the content of the victory report reached Zhu Di.

[Great victory in Shaanxi]

[Zhao Wang Zhu Gaosui, Grandson Zhu Zhanji, and Grandson Zhu Zhankan, led troops to the north and won a great victory]

[Beheaded the enemy bandit leader Tuohuan, captured and killed more than 3,000 cavalry]

The victory report of the previous attack on the small tribe was not spread to the camp.

"Good! Hahahaha, good!" Zhu Di laughed to the sky: "You are worthy of being a descendant of my Zhu family!"

Zhu Di was not worried that the victory report was false at all, and he was still very clear about some of Zhu Zhankan's abilities.

Even without the assistance of soldiers, Zhu Zhankan would probably spend some time to achieve considerable results if he went to kill by himself.

But this time the victory news looked like a great victory achieved in the battle between the armies.

In this way, my Ming Dynasty has another batch of capable and good warriors!

Zhu Di looked towards the north with joy, and his eyes were gradually replaced by determination.

The north must be pacified in my hands!

......

The news of the defeat of Wala soon spread to various guards in the north and even the whole country.

Even Toghan, the eldest son of Wala Khan Mahamu, died on the battlefield!

This shows the harshness of war.

In a temple in Gan, there were two people hiding in a dark room.

One was a bald middle-aged handsome man, and the other was a bald old man.