Daming: Brother, there is no future for monks, let's rebel

Chapter 74 Desperate Charge!

Zhu Yuanzhang immediately sent archers to fight back.

"Beat the drums, march!"

Aluhui gave an order, and then the loud drums sounded, and more than 1 Mongolian Yuan officers rushed towards the rebels.

Although the rebel army led by Zhu Yuanzhang had nearly 3 people, many of them were heavy soldiers. They could only stay in the rear army and use carts to form a circle to defend themselves and food.

There are only more than 1 soldiers and horses that can really fight in the front, which is on par with the opposite Mongolian Yuan soldiers and horses.

If you add the ambushes of the Yuan army in the mountains and forests on both sides, maybe there will be a little less.

"The tartars are moving!" Zhu Han used his binoculars to see the enemy's movements.

He immediately shouted at Hu Yiba next to him.

"Hu Yiba, the artillery I want!"

"My lord, I'm ready!" Hu Yiba shouted loudly.

"Chen Baodao!" Zhu Han said again.

"My lord, the last general is here!" Chen Baodao followed up.

"Take your draft camp and follow me anytime!" Zhu Han ordered.

Chen Baodao immediately cupped his fists and said, "Obey, my lord!"

The three-jin cannon brought by Zhu Han can use the new type of artillery carriage to be as fast as flying, and can support the battle ahead at any time.

He had already planned that the rear army's chariot formation could not be moved in any way, otherwise it would be extremely easy to cause chaos in the formation.

When the time comes, I will use this three-pound cannon to give the Yuan army a fatal blow at any time.

"My lord, the Tartars are coming!"

Hu Yiba suddenly shouted.

Zhu Han looked up and saw the Yuan army in front of him rushing towards the rebel army with the sound of trumpets and drums.

Zhu Yuanzhang's commander-in-chief marched back and forth in front, inspiring the soldiers of the rebel army.

The real battle is about to break out!
"Kill me!"

Aluhui gave an order, and tens of thousands of yuan troops launched a full-line charge.

Zhu Yuanzhang also led the rebels to make a resolute counterattack.

The swords, guns and spears on both sides stabbed back and forth, reaping lives one by one.

"Brothers, kill me!"

Zhu Yuanzhang wore bright silver armor and waved a long sword to inspire the soldiers of the rebel army on the front line.

Wherever he went, the morale of the rebel army was immediately boosted.

The Yuan army had more armored elites, but they couldn't advance an inch, and the two sides didn't gain any advantage in the fight.

The soldiers on both sides kept falling, and the soldiers in the back row made up without hesitation.

"These damned rebels!"

Alu Hui looked at the scorching battle ahead, and felt so distressed that he was about to bleed.

As more and more Yuan army soldiers fell, Alu Hui became more and more anxious.

These Yuan army soldiers are basically all the elite Mongolians and Semu people in the Jiangbei area.

That's one death and one less!

All the Mongols and Semu people in the entire Jiangnan area can no longer make up 2 people. Seeing that so many lives have been sacrificed, and the elite red scarf thieves have not wavered in the slightest, Aluhui can't help feeling anxious.

suddenly.

His eyes saw the red banner of the Red Turban Army in front of him. There was a young general in bright silver armor, waving his sword and shouting loudly.

Aluhui guessed that it must be a general of the Red Scarf Thieves.

If this general can be killed, the Red Scarf Thieves' battle line will definitely be shaken, and then they can attack with all their strength, and maybe they can win a big victory.

"Come here, find all the eagle shooters!"

Aluhui ordered to the soldiers beside him.

Condor Archer is the Mongols' respectful name for a master archer. It's not true that everyone has shot and killed grassland eagles. After all, those things are very rare, but everyone is a rare master archer in the army.

In Aluhui's army, there are no more than ten people who can be called eagle shooters, and Aluhui himself is one of them.

Soon, the other eight eagle shooters rushed over.

Alu Hui pointed at them and said.

"See that armored general, let's kill him together!"

Several people stared at the front with sharp eyes, and all nodded vigorously.

Soon, several people dispersed.

Alu Hui also took out his hard bow and got ready.

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't know that he had been targeted by the Mongols. He only wanted to motivate the rebel soldiers to fight to the end. After the morale of the Tartars was exhausted, he would lead Xu Da and other elites to select a weak point Dash and hit!

Zhu Yuanzhang rode back and forth on horseback to supervise the battle, and the soldiers beside him held up shields to protect them, but there were always gaps exposed.

In particular, Zhu Yuanzhang sometimes needs to let the soldiers of the rebel army see himself, and even ask the soldiers to remove their shields and not block them.

Aluhui and the others planned to take advantage of this opportunity.

Several eagle shooters chose different angles, preparing to launch a sneak attack at the same time.

The bows and arrows they use are all specially made, not only are they powerful, but also the arrows are stained with horse dung, those who hit the arrows will never survive.

In order to ensure the success of the sneak attack, each eagle shooter is covered by Yuan army soldiers in front of them to prevent the enemy on the opposite side from seeing their actions.

Aluhui held a bow and set an arrow, and pulled the bowstring out into a beautiful full moon. The arrow in his hand aimed at Zhu Yuanzhang from the gap between the bodies of the two soldiers in front.

"flash!"

Alu Hui suddenly yelled, and the two soldiers immediately moved away to the sides, revealing a full view.

The Yuan soldiers in front of the rest of the eagle shooters also reacted in the same way.

"middle!"

Immediately afterwards, Aluhui yelled again.

Bang!
Almost at the same time, there was a sound of bowstring trembling.

Alu Hui shot out together with the heavy arrows of the other eight archers.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was waving his sword to boost morale on the horse, did not notice the danger at all.

By the time the soldiers beside him noticed the abnormality, it was already too late.

"Marshal, be careful!"

Even if two soldiers flew to block him, Zhu Yuanzhang was still hit by a heavy arrow.

"Um!!"

This arrow hit Zhu Yuanzhang's collarbone, and the sharp arrow penetrated into the pores of the armor and penetrated deeply into Zhu Yuanzhang's flesh.

Huge strength and pain caused Zhu Yuanzhang to fall off his horse suddenly.

If it weren't for a few soldiers flying to support him, Zhu Yuanzhang would have fallen to the ground.

"marshal!"

"marshal!"

Everyone panicked and came over to check.

The severe pain made Zhu Yuanzhang sweat instantly, and he was almost speechless.

He estimated that his collarbone might have been broken by this heavy arrow!
From the perspective of Aluhui in the distance, this scene was very happy!

"Haha, hit!"

Alu Huihui watched the enemy general fall down, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, so he knew he had succeeded.

The Mongols' tactic of sniping and killing enemy generals can be described as a housekeeping skill passed down from generation to generation, and it often has miraculous effects against enemy generals who dare to charge.

Today, it looks like another success story.

"Looking at the banner, it seems to be the thief general Zhu Yuanzhang?"

Aluhui quickly thought, whether he is Zhu Yuanzhang or not, he should be treated as Zhu Yuanzhang.

(End of this chapter)