Chapter 621: The Battle Between Yuan and Ming (Long Live the Working People)

The system prompt sounded:

You killed an unknown dragon (experience is not counted in the combat record).

Due to the attribute conflict, you can absorb the talent in the opponent's body: the ice dragon vein replaces all the fire dragon characteristics in the body.

You can also choose to give up absorbing the opponent's talent and turn the obtained into nutrients to increase the basic attributes.

His fire dragon characteristics are the characteristics of the fusion monster, the Tyrannosaurus, and the Karelian Fire Dragon, the dragon's breath, the king of the volcano, and the Karelian Dragon Flame.

This snake monster, the strength alone is between the Tyrannosaurus and the Karelian Fire Dragon. It can be seen from the battle just now that the dragon's breath of this snake monster is not as strong as his.

So of course it is not replaced.

A force rose from the body, and Losa scanned his panel and found that both physical strength and strength increased by ten points.

The snake monster corpse under the dragon's feet suddenly seemed like a dry corpse that had been placed for hundreds of years. The touch under the feet suddenly loosened, and the snake monster's head was directly crushed by the dragon, and its body was turned into flying ash together, without even a scale falling.

What's going on?

Lothar was somewhat puzzled. Although he could not take back the body of the serpent monster in the combat record world, and it was useless to keep it, according to common sense, even if he absorbed the essence of the hunted dragon, his whole body would not turn into ashes.

He had never thought that this serpent monster was essentially similar to him. Both could temporarily transform from a human body into the form of a dragon, but the form was not permanent.

When the flames gradually died out, the black-scaled and black-winged dragon had disappeared.

The flying ashes were like another gray snow.

The sound of horse hooves rang out.

The man rode on the back of the unicorn, and the golden stream of light reorganized the gorgeous holy cross plate armor on his body.

"Long live!"

"God bless!"

Cheers came one after another.

Lothar took off his golden mask, came to the front of the formation, and looked at the terrified Tatar cavalrymen on the opposite side.

They retreated like a tide, and no longer had the will to fight.

Losa did not order a pursuit. These people more or less had a trace of serpent monster blood in their bodies. He absorbed the blood power of the serpent monster. As long as he used the dragon power, even if he met it again on the battlefield, he would not have the courage to face him.

It was not much for him to use the dragon transformation to kill the serpent monster.

It was far from the holy spear at the beginning. A mouthful of dragon flame would consume his head and brain. He wished he could sleep on the bed for several days to recover.

Although his current strength is still a five-star template, with so many special abilities accumulated, even if it is a six-star in the system assessment, he is also a kind of strong combat power.

Hans came to Veneto at some point.

"Our master already has such power..."

At first, Losa's strength was not much stronger than when he was a one-star squire. He was just a slightly stronger mortal.

Later, because he got the blood of the wolf clan, his strength improved by leaps and bounds. Under the command of the master, he was also a fierce general, but it was a pity that this period did not last long.

"Veneto, have you seen Charlie? He has just received the power bestowed by the adults. When he is familiar with his own power, how many people can you and I beat him?"

"It should be impossible to beat many people."

Veneto stared at the knight riding on the giant horse in the distance, with an inexplicable expression: "If it is such a power, it is not surprising that the adults could destroy an entire liquidation team and take away two wolf guards."

He was originally an arrogant guy with high eyes. Although he still respected Lothar, he never had any awe.

It is different now.

Replaced by a faint sense of loneliness, it is a feeling of being abandoned by the times and frustrated.

The golden glow descended on the earth, turning into a shining knight in silver armor.

She looked around and sniffed: "We seem to be late."

Lothar smiled: "Heroes always come late."

"After sensing your breath, we have rushed here as fast as possible."

Behind Jeanna, the figure of Cherinina suddenly appeared. She looked at Jeanna, then hurriedly moved away, trying her best to hide the emotions in her eyes.

Jeanna patted Jeanna's shoulder, very pleased: "Now it's really amazing, the remaining breath of this guy is not weak, just a short while, you solved it?"

"Dragonization is my trump card after all."

"Tsk, shouldn't your trump card be to borrow my holy spear?"

Lothar smiled and said: "That's true, but although the enemy this time looks like a demon, it is a real dragon, and the holy spear has no restraining effect on it."

"You came from Tumubao? What's the situation over there?"

"I guess they're going to fight."

Lothar looked back.

The Ming army hiding in the chariot fortress was already silent, they really couldn't tell who was a demon and who was a friend.

These baggage carts were so-called Wugang carts, with four wheels, a roof and shooting holes. They could be used to transport weapons, food and other baggage, and also to build chariot fortresses. They were important equipment for the Ming army to deal with nomadic cavalry.

…

Tumu Fortress.

"Your Majesty, the Tatar cavalry is charging!"

Wang Zhen looked at the Tatar coalition forces that surrounded him from all directions, and felt a little frightened.

Zhu Qizhen said angrily: "They are indeed a group of untrustworthy barbarians. Do they really think they can defeat me? Pass the order, meet the enemy, fight, and kill all these Tartars!"

The Tartar coalition army is not all cavalry.

The light infantry recruited by the vassal states such as the Jurchens also accounted for a considerable part, but the number of men and horses was still very large, and the Tartar coalition formation had been fully deployed. At a glance, there was no edge at all, as if the mountains and plains were full of enemies.

Although in fact, the Ming army had the upper hand in terms of the number of people on both sides.

The light infantry of the grassland coalition had already pressed forward. Their weapons were very crude, and many people did not even have a shield. In the confrontation with the Ming army, they were completely at a disadvantage, but unfortunately, in Yesen's mind, these people were originally used to consume the few arrows and gunpowder left by the Ming army.

The two sides fought for a long time.

The Tatar cavalry began to move out.

As the Tatar cavalry approached.

The soldiers of the Ming army hiding behind the chariots picked up their muskets and stood up to shoot.

"Fire!"

The Ming army lit the matchlock, and the muskets made a burst of explosions.

Fireworks gushed out of the muzzles, and the smoke floated a thick fog over the Ming army camp.

However, as the muskets exploded, more than a dozen Tatar cavalrymen fell to the ground.

A Tatar cavalry general, even though he was wearing a thick set of armor, was still easily pierced by lead bullets.

Many lead bullets penetrated more than one person, including his mount and the enemy behind him. Unfortunately, the distance was still far at this time, and the results of the first round of shooting were limited. The momentum of the enemy's charge was not stopped at all.

After the first row of Ming soldiers fired their guns, they immediately handed the muskets to the soldiers behind them, and took a musket that had been filled with lead bullets to shoot.

Behind the musketeers, there were also crossbowmen of the Ming army who started shooting. The Tatar cavalry formation was in chaos. After leaving behind hundreds of corpses of men and horses, they returned to the back of the grassland coalition infantry.

Originally, there should be cavalry on standby behind the musketeers. After the musketeers' volleys tore the enemy's formation apart, the cavalry would charge. This was the tactic that the Ming army relied on to defeat the Tatars and dominate the Eastern world.

Unfortunately, the Ming army's cavalry was almost exhausted.

Originally, with the number of firearms equipped by the Ming army, they could have formed a larger number of square formations.

But because of the continuous freezing rain these days, coupled with the previous gunpowder, many firearms were improperly stored, or the craftsmanship itself was relatively backward, with a very high failure rate. At this time, they could not be used against the enemy at all.

During Zhu Qizhen's reign, the Ming army's firearms were actually degraded compared to the Chengzu period.

Yesen had a sneer on his face. Over the years, the Ming and Yuan countries have fought countless wars, and they often ended with the defeat of the Yuan court. Even if they won a few local victories, it would not change the gap in national strength between the two countries.

But today, everything will be rewritten.

His eyes were fixed on the five large banners of red, white, yellow, black and green standing in the crowd of Ming troops. They were the Xiantian Five Directions Flags, the symbol of the Five Military Commands of the Ming court. The gathering of the five banners represented the emperor's ceremonial guard.

"The Southern Dynasty army has run out of tricks. Send the warriors of the Mahar tribe to prepare to attack and capture the Southern Dynasty emperor alive and present him to our banner."

The banner means a tooth flag. Not only the Ming army has it, but also the Wala people have it. The banner used by Yesen was made of white yak tails. The top of the banner was shaped like a trident. If it was the Khan of Tatar, nine banners would be erected.

Following Yesen's order, a group of cavalrymen, who were like hunting dogs that were thicker than prairie wolves, followed by a group of mounts, made strange noises and rushed out of the battle array with dog barks.

Their equipment was also luxurious, with complete armor and arrows made of fine iron, all of which were bought by Ming merchants or purchased from Timur.

"These damned Tartars, Your Majesty, their target is us!"

Wang Zhen was furious. He also privately ran a business of transporting salt, iron and tea to the grasslands, and had contacts with many chieftains of the Wala tribe. When Yesen proposed peace talks before, he really believed it for a while.

After all, the Tartars were greedy and only wanted money. Letting them go would not involve fighting, and they could also get generous rewards from the Ming court. Isn't it the best of both worlds?

Zhu Qizhen glared at Wang Zhen fiercely. The Wala people stared at him closely. The original plan to rely on the Jinyiwei to escort him to escape seemed impossible to implement.

"General Fan, what do you think the outcome of this battle will be?"

Guard General Fan Zhong responded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, don't worry. Before we are all dead, we will not let any Tartar cross our defense line."

Zhu Qizhen opened his mouth and sighed.

To be honest, he was not familiar with these emperor's personal soldiers.

As an emperor, he should have been on duty every day and inspected the Beijing camp, but after he came to power, he abandoned this rule. He also vaguely understood that the Beijing camp's combat effectiveness had become what it is now, with a shortage of soldiers, lax training, and outdated weapons, which was probably related to this.

At this time, the front line was already shaky.

The Ming army's limited gunpowder and arrows were about to fall below the red line. Originally, the Ming army was naturally not afraid of close combat with the enemy, but they were not only hungry, but many teams had already left the camp, and they were scattered. Once the Tatar cavalry rushed, they could no longer form a formation.

Many Ming troops had already collapsed and fled in all directions, trying to escape, but how could two legs outrun four legs?

Some ambitious people wanted to stop and organize resistance, but they were soon shot down and chopped to the ground by the Tatar cavalry.

A large number of defeated troops were driven back to their own camps, causing a chain reaction. They were defeated like mountains. For a time, countless hungry and thirsty Ming troops broke up and fled, trying to find a way out of this desperate situation.

No matter how stupid Zhu Qizhen is, and no matter how ignorant he is about military affairs, he still doesn't know where this battle is going to be, but he originally thought that the open terrain of the Tumu Fort would make it easier for the army to deploy, and it would be a decisive battle with the Tatars. What a great place.

He got off his mount, sat facing south, and drew the sword from his waist with a clang.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, you can't do that!"

Wang Zhen panicked. As a chamberlain and eunuch, although he once controlled the government and could be said to be inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people, in fact, his status was entirely supported by Zhu Qizhen. Once Zhu Qizhen died, he All the value of living is gone.

Those civil servants and military generals all wanted to eat his flesh and sleep on his skin. If they fell into the hands of the Wala people, they would never spend a penny to redeem themselves.

What's more, I have long heard that those Tartar thieves are extremely rude and barbaric. Many good men who fall into their hands may have their backyards damaged and their valleys broken. Not to mention a rootless villain like him, the end may be even worse.

Zhu Qizhen was silent for a moment and sighed heavily.

"well!"

He put away the emperor's sword again.

He really couldn't make up his mind.

He is the emperor, the Supreme Being, the most noble person in the world. As long as he can return alive, he will still enjoy endless glory. But if he falls into the hands of the Tatars, what kind of humiliation should he suffer as the Supreme Being?

If he had to be like the two emperors of Huiqin, naked, and led back to the grassland in sheepskin, could he endure it?

His fingers were trembling.

The thought came to his mind again: fighting was nothing like what he imagined.