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

The Ming Dynasty also had artillery before, but the threat to the Wala was almost negligible.

But the problem is that not all horses have been so professionally trained!

Just when Wala's Mahamu was about to give an order to charge the cavalry in front.

Suddenly, there was a shout of killing from his rear army!

A cavalry that came from nowhere instantly penetrated the center of the Wala army.

"Don't panic! What's going on?" Mahamu strongly stabilized the nearby soldiers.

Faced with Mahamu's questioning, the people around him could only stare at each other!

Mahamu's command and mobilization ability for the army was not strong enough to mobilize 30,000 or 40,000 troops!

These 30,000 or 40,000 troops were not Wala's direct cavalry.

It was even more difficult for Mahamu to command.

Not to mention that there was a cavalry unit behind him that was urging him to die!

Chapter 106 Mahamu's Death

In the grassland.

Mahamu's army was being chased by a group of cavalry wearing white armor and riding white war horses.

Deafening shouts of killing lingered on the land.

Zhu Zhankan led the cavalry in the crowd, charging forward and killing anyone who stood in their way.

Some of the Wala soldiers who lost their horses were killed by the White Horse Volunteers without a single piece of armor left.

The White Horse Volunteers, with only 800 people, actually separated the front and rear armies of Wala and Tatar!

At this time, night had fallen and the sky gradually became dark.

The dim sky naturally did not have much impact on the White Horse Volunteers.

But for Wala, who were short of food and salt, they might not be able to see anything at night.

And some soldiers, seeing the White Horse Volunteers in white clothes and white horses, instantly recalled the rumors circulating in the camp.

The terror of the White Horse Volunteers had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people under the instigation of Mahamu and Tuohuan!

Seeing the real White Horse Volunteers today, they were naturally more panicked and frightened.

After capturing a few soldiers and asking questions, Zhu Zhankan figured out where Mahamu's army was.

Zhu Zhankan divided the White Horse Volunteers into three groups.

The other two groups led a hundred cavalrymen each, charging through the Wala army.

Zhu Zhankan was going to lead the remaining five hundred cavalrymen to capture Mahamu!

The Ming cavalrymen who had been watching and chasing after them were naturally not vegetarians.

Seeing the chaos in Wala, they naturally found a piece of Wala's remnant army and attacked it!

The impact of more cavalrymen directly dispersed the Wala army.

Zhu Di's cavalry, who had eaten and drunk enough, also rushed here.

Zhang Fu received the news from the messenger and hurriedly reported to Zhu Di: "Your Majesty, the front is where Mahamu's army is, and the coalition forces of Wala and Tatar have been separated!"

"Okay, what are you waiting for? Go!" After saying that, Zhu Di excitedly kicked his warhorse twice and rushed towards the fighting position.

The flag soldiers behind him followed Zhu Di closely.

"The Ming cavalry is coming! The Ming cavalry is coming!"

"Run! Run separately!"

The fierce fighting lasted for most of the night before it gradually subsided.

The Ming Dynasty came here with almost all cavalry, while the Oirat and Tatars were half cavalry and half infantry.

In addition, the Ming Dynasty's fire guns and arrow rain.

Countless soldiers of the Oirat and Tatar died under the arrows.

All this started thanks to Zhu Zhankan's perfect opening.

Mahamu, who was watching everything, was naturally extremely anxious.

Unfortunately, he had no way to stop it, let alone stop it, he couldn't even contact most of the troops!

Mahamu couldn't help but regret his plan.

He thought that the 40,000 troops would attack the logistics troops and find the weaknesses of the Ming Dynasty.

The advantage was definitely on their side, but in fact, the Ming Dynasty's counterattack was much stronger than he imagined!

The loud artillery, the unknown number of cavalry, the mysterious white horse cavalry...

The various surprises brought Mahamu too much excitement!

"Eternal Heaven! Don't you protect your people?"

Shouting is shouting, Mahamu still needs to consider how to proceed next.

The most reliable way is definitely for him to quickly flee northward with his cavalry.

As long as he escapes from Hulanhushiwen and catches up with the tribes fleeing north.

He still has a chance to rise again, although this chance is still very slim.

But if he does this, it is basically equivalent to giving up the tens of thousands of cavalry present!

Tens of thousands of cavalry plus countless horses, this is enough to make him heartbroken.

Mahamu gritted his teeth and rushed back with his cavalry again.

He wanted to gather soldiers and find a breakthrough in the Ming army's encirclement!

Before the war, the Ming Dynasty's defense was naturally very solid.

But now everyone has started fighting, and the general formation has become chaotic.

This creates an opportunity for Wala to retreat safely.

As long as he finds the weakest entrance and exit of the Ming army, he still has a chance!

The sky gradually brightened! Mahamu did not choose to escape.

The Ming army's troops gradually began to gather together and continued to maintain the layout of the bun formation.

The difference is that Zhu Zhanji has already chased after them with the Shenji Camp and the Three Thousand Camp.

The rest of the Ming Dynasty's combat teams that could be mobilized have basically gathered together!

The Wala army has been surrounded! As long as they come to join the battle, this is a naked military achievement!

The coalition forces of Wala and Tatar have also gathered together.

Last night, the Oara and Tatar losses exceeded 5,000 cavalry! Thousands of infantrymen were captured or killed!

The number of coalition forces has dropped sharply to less than 30,000, and there are still many wounded soldiers among them.

Zhu Zhanji, who was the latecomer, stood on a high place and looked at the surrounded Oara army. From this position, he could only see a black spot.

"Brother, how many gunpowder packets do you have here?" Zhu Zhankan came over and asked.

Zhu Zhankan was still dressed in white, and the hustle and bustle of last night didn't seem to have stained him much.

"How many more cars are there?"

Zhu Zhankan nodded: "How many cars are there? That's enough. Please give the gunpowder bags to Baima Yicong."

"Sixth brother, what do you want to do? Lead the White Horse Yi Cong to bomb the army in Oala? Isn't it necessary?"

Zhu Zhanji pointed at the surrounding troops.

"My Ming army has basically surrounded Wala. As long as we slowly encircle and strangle them, Wala will be defeated by our army!"

Zhu Zhankan shook his head: "Wala has been hunted down by our army for a long time. What I want to do is to send Mahamu, the great Khan of Oala, to ascend to heaven!"

Zhu Zhanji asked in surprise: "Can Mahamu escape from such a battle?"

Zhu Zhankan had an expression on his face that said you had spit out all the knowledge I taught you.

"If it were a war in the past, it's not certain whether Mahamu would have escaped, but have you forgotten the current era?"

Zhu Zhanji remembered that his spiritual energy had recovered now, and then thought about the theory of luck and spiritual energy that Zhu Zhankan had said.

He suddenly realized: "You mean, Mahamu's luck has not been exhausted yet?"

Zhu Zhankan nodded: "Yes, I'll see Mahamu off for the last time!"

After saying that, he rode Xiaohong and left with Yi Cong, the white horse holding gunpowder.

On the side of the Oara and Tatar coalition forces, the chaos and panic could no longer be suppressed.

Thanks to Mahamu not leaving yet.

If he had escaped last night, the Wala army would have dispersed by now.