Rule the Ming Dynasty Alone

Chapter 570 The grassland’s butcher knife heads westward

European countries surrendered, and the glory of the Ming Empire shone on the world.

Five years passed in the blink of an eye, and now it is the 27th year of Hongzhi in the world calendar!

While the Ming Dynasty was devoted to economic construction in recent years, the prairie showed a different look, and the sky above the prairie was filled with blood.

On the vast Mongolian grassland, a Mongolian cavalry swept in like a black storm, and the sound of their horses' hooves was like thunder, shaking every inch of land.

From east to west, from grassland to Gobi, from spring to winter, the only thing that remains unchanged is this bloodthirsty cavalry, but this cavalry is invincible.

On this day, another war broke out without warning.

"Kill!"

When the cavalry faced the enemy in front of the battle city, their charge speed did not slow down at all, like a sharp arrow piercing the central army formation.

The sky of the grassland was as blue as a wash, and the sun shone on this golden land, but it was difficult to dispel the shadow of war that had already arrived.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

As the sharp blade flashed, blood splashed, and corpses fell from the horses, quickly dyeing the green grass red.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

This war showed the charm of technology. A well-trained flintlock cavalry joined the battlefield. They fired accurately, causing the enemy to fall off the horse before they got close.

"How could it be?"

When a general saw the flintlock appear, he knew they had lost.

Puff!

Babur was about to lead the charge and tear apart the invaders, but as soon as he raised his scimitar, a bloody hole appeared on his raised arm, and the whole person fell heavily from the horse.

Without waiting for Babur's men to rescue him, a nimble figure came to Babur like lightning.

"Babur, I am the Great Khan of Mongolia. Do you want to surrender or die?" Zhu Houxuan, wearing a set of black armor, pointed a long sword at Babur with determination and coldness on his face.

This young man is simply a young version of Zhu Youtang. Because he has lived in the prairie for many years, his skin is dark, but his body is stronger.

In fact, in terms of body, he is not strong in the prairie, but he is born with supernatural power. He also has a very flexible mind, and he is also a student of Zhang Sheng, the former Minister of Rites of the Ming Dynasty, so he is also outstanding in strategy.

Since the end of the ninth year of Hongzhi, Beifei brought the prince Zhu Houxuan back to her mother's home to visit relatives and fell into Manduhai's trick. Zhu Houxuan was detained in the Mongolian prairie and became the heir of the Golden Family.

Zhu Houxuan has half the blood of the Golden Family. He has shown strong fighting talent and military talent since he was a child. With Manduhai's wholehearted cultivation, he has become an outstanding leader.

Because the Ming Dynasty has occupied the Hetao granary, Beishun has been subject to the Ming Empire for many years, so Manduhai decided to recover the broken four Khanates.

Those who are familiar with history know that in addition to the title and legacy of Genghis Khan's direct line of Mongolian Khan, Genghis Khan actually enfeoffed four relatively independent countries, namely the four khanates: the Golden Horde, the Chagatai Khanate, the Ogedei Khanate and the Ilkhanate.

Zhu Houxuan led the most elite iron cavalry of the Northern Yuan Dynasty on a journey to the west, with the goal being the four khanates. The first to surrender was the Chagatai Khanate, more correctly called the Eastern Chagatai.

The Chagatai Khanate was originally the fief of Genghis Khan's second son Chagatai, but after years of evolution, it eventually split into the Eastern Chagatai and the Western Chagatai.

Then came the conquest of the old land of the Golden Horde, and the situation of the Golden Horde was even worse.

This was the fief of Batu, the second son of Genghis Khan's eldest son Jochi, with the capital at Sarai. Due to various contradictions between ethnic groups within the territory and within the ruling class, the Golden Horde split into several local regimes.

At the end of the 14th century, these separatist local regimes were defeated by the Timurid Khanate in Central Asia, and its capital Sarai was occupied.

Today, the Golden Horde has lost its name and has split into several regimes: the Kazakh Khanate, the Kazan Khanate, the Crimean Khanate, the Astrakhan Khanate, the Siberian Khanate, the Nogai Khanate, etc.

Zhu Houxuan reoccupied the city of Sarai in the name of the Mongolian Khan, and also made the surrounding forces surrender.

The place we are now in belongs to the Ilkhanate, named after its ruler "Ilkhan", a regime established in West Asia by Hulagu, the grandson of Genghis Khan Temujin and the son of Tolui.

In its heyday, its territory stretched from the Amu Darya and the Indus River in the east, covered most of Asia Minor in the west, reached the Persian Gulf in the south, and reached the Caucasus Mountains in the north.

In 1355, Janibeg Khan of the Golden Horde conquered Tabriz, and the Ilkhanate was completely destroyed, with only some descendants scattered around.

Babur is the sixth-generation grandson of the Ilkhan. After being driven out of the river, he seized Kabul and established a small kingdom ten years ago. After the plan to retake the river failed, he invaded India from the Khyber Pass with Kabul as his base.

But his strength was still a little weak. Although he was facing the Lodi Dynasty that had lost the support of the people, he invaded India three times and returned in defeat three times.

Just when he was preparing to invade India for the fourth time, he met the Mongolian pseudo-Khan who was now in the limelight. He did not expect that he would become the opponent's defeated general.

"Babur, surrender or die!" Zhu Houxuan's eyes were as sharp as a hawk, as if he would tear the opponent apart in the next moment.

Babur felt an unprecedented fear, and even more so, he could faintly sense the supreme dominance of Yuan Taizu from the other side: "I, Babur, pay my respects to the Khan!"

Woo...

As soon as these words came out, the Mongolian cavalry behind him immediately issued a victory cry like a tidal wave.

Babur's subordinates saw that their own Khan had recognized Zhu Houxuan's identity as the Mongolian Khan, and immediately knew that not only could they not fight this battle anymore, but they had to worship the other side as their king, and they all dismounted and knelt down.

In fact, they all wanted a new overlord to appear in Mongolia, leading them to restore the glory of the Yuan Dynasty and lead them to conquer the world.

"I am the Mongolian Khan, and I will lead you to restore the power of gold!" Zhu Houxuan let the golden sunlight fall on him, raised the long sword in his hand and shouted loudly.

"Khan! Khan!"

Whether it was Zhu Houxuan's subordinates or Babur's army, they immediately made a voice of submission and supported their new king.

With Zhu Houxuan's entry into Kabul, Babur's five expeditions to India came to an end, and Zhu Houxuan led the cavalry to invade India for the first time.

Autumn of the 27th year of Hongzhi.

A mighty cavalry came from the northeast and entered India from the Khyber Pass.

The Khyber Pass is the largest and most important pass in the Hindu Kush Mountains. It passes through the Khyber Mountains between Pakistan and Afghanistan, and the eastern pass is 16 kilometers away from Peshawar, Pakistan.

If there is no such pass, Indian civilization may have to be rewritten.

Zhu Houxuan, wearing armor, led a cavalry unit, like a giant dragon winding through the valleys, with dust flying on the mountain roads and drums rumbling.

"Khan, aren't we going west to unify the old lands of the four Khanates? Why do we have to come to India? Taizu originally wanted to conquer here, but the weather here is really too hot, and we Mongols can't stand it!" Amuguleng said in confusion while riding a black horse.

Zhu Houxuan, who swept the world all the way, had a trace of loneliness in his eyes, and said in a low mood: "Just do it!"

"Yes!" Amuguleng was afraid of angering Zhu Houxuan, so he immediately expressed his attitude very obediently.

Although the commander-in-chief of the invasion of India was changed this time, the Lodi Dynasty also responded.

The Lodi Dynasty did not know that Babur had surrendered to the new master, but only thought that Babur had borrowed some soldiers from elsewhere, but after the first three battles, they realized the threat of Babur.

That's why they mobilized the strongest army to stop the enemy, and the commander Kaful was confident that he had beaten Babur back three times, so he sneered at Babur's invasion this time.

The moment Zhu Houxuan stepped onto the battlefield, it seemed that his whole person had changed, like an indestructible spear.

As the horn of war finally sounded, the army of the Lodi Dynasty surged like a tide, and the phalanx armored army rushed on the battlefield, appearing unstoppable.

Bang!

Twenty tiger squat cannons have been placed in the battle formation. As the gunners lit the fire lines one by one, the gunpowder shells flew into the air and then fell into the enemy's armored formation.

Boom!

A gunpowder shell fell into the armored formation, and the shock wave generated by the explosion instantly swept everything around. The soldiers wearing armor could not defend against this shock wave at all. Blood splattered and the air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder.

The armored army that was unstoppable just now has no momentum now.

After the shells fell into the formation and exploded, some unlucky armored soldiers were directly killed or injured, while other frightened armored soldiers fled the battlefield.

"How could this happen?" The head coach of the Lodi Dynasty, Kaful, was dumbfounded when he saw that his main army was fleeing everywhere after just a meeting.

"Kill!"

Zhu Houxuan's eyes were as sharp as a hawk, and he immediately led the cavalry to rush up.

The Mongolian cavalry enjoyed this kind of killing very much. They galloped on the battlefield and shuttled through the enemy formation like lightning.

The fire of the flintlock musket flickered on the battlefield. Every shot was accompanied by the fall of an enemy soldier, and their arrows or knives also continued to harvest lives.

A game of slaughter seemed to have begun...

The ace army of the Lodi Dynasty had been defeated, and the miscellaneous mercenaries behind them had little combat power. Now under the flexible attack of the Ming cavalry, they gradually fell into chaos and were scrambling to escape from the battlefield.

Zhu Houxuan rode a warhorse, holding a long sword, and rushed to the front.

Every time he charged, he was like a bamboo breaking momentum, and no one could stop him. His bravery and courage also inspired the Mongolian knights behind him, and the Babur tribe who had just surrendered. They fought bravely together and never retreated.

However, war is always full of variables.

Rumble...

The Lodi Dynasty showed their big killer move, a group of war elephants were thrown into the battlefield, and the whole battlefield was shaken.

Thousands of huge war elephants were like moving mountains, and their footsteps were like thunder, shaking everyone's heart. The rough elephant skin became their natural armor.

"Stop the elephants, and don't let them attack our central army!" Zhu Houxuan felt nervous and immediately issued an order.

If they couldn't stop the charge of the elephants in time, not only would their army suffer heavy losses, but the entire battle would be passive.

At this critical moment, Zhu Houxuan showed his outstanding command ability.

As he quickly gave orders, the cavalry troops in front were divided into two teams, one team was responsible for confronting the elephants head-on, and the other team was to harass the elephants from the side.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The cavalry in front held flintlock rifles and aimed at the elephants' eyeballs, disrupting the rushing elephants to the greatest extent.

Cough! Cough! Cough!

The Mongolian cavalry on the side bent their bows and drew arrows, but their shooting targets were not the thick-skinned war elephants, but the elephant cavalry on the war elephants.

Moo!

Under the attack of flintlock rifles, especially after their eyeballs were blown up, the war elephants in the front row no longer rushed forward, and even their huge bodies fell down.

The leading war elephant fell down, not only losing the charging effect, but also its huge body affected the progress of the war elephants behind.

The elephant soldiers in the back saw that the road ahead was blocked, and immediately issued an order for the war elephants to bypass from the side.

At this time, the exquisiteness of Zhu Houxuan's deployment was reflected. The cavalry on the side shot arrows and killed the elephant cavalry, causing these war elephants to lose their "brain" command.

Finally, under Zhu Houxuan's wise command, the Mongolian cavalry successfully disrupted the rhythm of the elephants' charge, especially the fire and attack of the flintlock rifles caused great panic to the elephants.

Boom!

At this time, the artillery unit had arrived, and twenty tiger squats fired shells at the elephants, and then explosions occurred one after another in the elephants.

Although only a small half of the thousands of elephants fell, the war elephants had already recovered their wildness and no longer obeyed the orders of the elephant cavalry. They even threw the elephant cavalry down and trampled them into meat paste.

When the elephants rioted, they caused greater casualties to the Lodi Dynasty army, and even their commander Kaful died under the trampling of the war elephants. "We surrender!"

The Indians responsible for defending the city did not have much combat power, and they had long hated the oppression of the Lodi Dynasty's foreigners, so they chose to surrender decisively.

When Ibrahim Lodi, the king of the Lodi Dynasty, learned of the defeat, he wanted to flee immediately, but was soon betrayed by his subordinates, and then he was sent to Zhu Houxuan to receive a reward.

As the army of the Lodi Dynasty was defeated, King Ibrahim Lodi was killed, and the Lodi Dynasty, which had only been established for 70 years, perished.

In the next half month, Zhu Houxuan personally led the army to recover the land here, as if he wanted to include the whole of India in his territory.

Since the Lodi Dynasty had been destroyed, the process was very smooth until they crossed the Kosi River and prepared to move eastward. As a result, a huge steel object appeared in front of them, and then a thunderous sound was heard. (End of this chapter)

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