At the beginning of the civil castle, the Ming God of War was a little panicked

Chapter 7 Encounter

In the formation of the Ming army, Zhu Qizhen also saw the menacing Mongolian cavalry.

Zhang Fu hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Please return to the rear to supervise the battle temporarily, and leave this place to the old minister!"

Zhu Qizhen resolutely said: "I am the commander-in-chief, the battle is imminent, how can the commander-in-chief retreat before the battle?"

"But, Your Majesty..."

"I've made up my mind, so there's no need to say anything!" Zhu Qizhen raised his hand and began to order, "Taining Marquis Chen Ying!"

"Chen is here!"

Chen Ying got off his horse and knelt down on one knee, waiting for the order.

"The artillery of the Shenji Battalion stepped forward, ready to fight!"

Chen Ying took a red command flag and said respectfully: "I obey the order!"

"Listen up!" Zhu Qizhen said sternly, "My orders will be conveyed through semaphore. When you are commanding at the front line, you must not make decisions without authorization. If you disobey, come and see me!"

Chen Ying's heart trembled, and he saluted: "Please rest assured, the emperor, I will definitely fulfill my mission!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and mounted his horse and ran towards Shenji Camp.

Zhu Qizhen shouted again: "British Duke Zhang Fu, Uncle Pingxiang Chen Huai, Uncle Xiangcheng Li Zhen, Uncle Suian Chen Xun, Uncle Xiuwu Shen Rong!"

Five people stepped forward one after another, led by Zhang Fu, and said in unison: "The minister is here!"

Zhu Qizhen ordered: "British Duke Zhang Fu leads the Fifth Army Battalion and the Central Army, Chen Huai leads the Left Sentinel Army, Li Zhen leads the Right Sentinel Army, Chen Xun leads the Left Ye Army, Shen Rong leads the Right Ye Army, prepare to meet the enemy!"

"The minister obeys the order!"

The five people each received the command flag, and Zhu Qizhen said again: "You are the same, follow my flag and act, if anyone dares to disobey the command, regardless of success or failure, it will be a death penalty!"

Zhang Fu gave Zhu Qizhen a meaningful look. He had an illusion that for some reason, the emperor he met today was like a different person.

Acting decisively and resolutely, even if a war is about to break out, he can still remain calm.

It seemed... the young emperor grew up overnight.

Especially the majesty exuded when the military order was issued just now, which has only been seen in Emperor Taizong for so many years.

All the generals felt the same way. Along the way, the eunuch Wang Zhen was worried that the military attache would steal his limelight, so he tried every means to suppress it. Everyone was already suffering. Today, the emperor personally assigned tasks, and all of them suddenly trembled. The accumulated grievances finally had a chance to vent.

Zhang Fu is in his 70s this year, he was supposed to take care of his life at home and enjoy the blessings of his children and grandchildren, but when he heard that the emperor was on his own expedition, he put on his armor and went into battle without saying a word.

However, he never expected that his majestic veteran of the four dynasties and his illustrious military exploits would be restrained by an eunuch. If Emperor Taizong knew about it, how would he feel...

The long-awaited battle is finally here. Today, we must have a good fight to vent our anger along the way!
The military orders were transmitted one by one, the Ming army began to shrink, the rattan players moved forward to form the first line of defense, and the cannons of the Shenji Battalion were also pushed to the front.

Seeing the ferocious approach of the Mongolian cavalry, the sergeants in the formation couldn't help but feel timid, and some people quietly stepped back a few steps.

Perhaps, this is just a subconscious behavior. After all, this is a war, and people will die.

In the face of death, no one dares to pat his chest and say that there is no fear, and survival is a human instinct.

However, timidity is contagious.

As soon as one person starts to back down, there will be a second, a third...

This small move was noticed by Zhu Qizhen, he frowned and ordered: "Fan Zhong!"

"The end is here!"

Fan Zhong has been following behind Zhu Qizhen, guarding the Son of Heaven, and also guarding the Great Dragon Banner on his head.

"Pass the order, Jin Yiwei stepped forward to supervise the battle, from now on, those who retreat, beheaded!"

"The end will follow the order!"

This expedition was accompanied by a total of [-] Jinyi guards. After receiving the order, they all went into battle with swords and stood behind the soldiers to serve as supervisors.

With Jin Yiwei supervising the battle, the soldiers in front stopped their retreat, held the weapons in their hands tightly, and waited for the battle.

The Mongolian cavalry marched extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, the distance between the two armies was less than [-] steps.

Five hundred steps, that is, seven to eight hundred meters, this distance has already entered the range of the artillery.

Taining Hou Chenying stood in front of the formation, constantly checking the distance of the opponent, ready to give the order to fire at any time.

The twelve generals' cannons were already ready, but there was no sign of attack in the Chinese army's formation.

"Master Hou, are you still not firing?"

The officer behind him couldn't bear it any longer. The Oirat cavalry was extremely fast and arrived in no time. If they didn't fire again, the enemy would be under their noses.

Chen Ying anxiously looked in the direction of the Chinese army, shook his head helplessly and said, "Wait a little longer!"

"Master Hou, you can't wait any longer, the cannon will be useless if you wait any longer!"

"Why can't you wait?" Chen Ying also lost his temper, and said with a sullen face, "The emperor hasn't issued an order yet, so continue to wait!"

Four hundred steps...

Three hundred steps...

Angketu knew very well that he would soon be attacked by a round of artillery.

In the process of charging at full strength, if it was hit by the artillery of the Ming army, it would be close to death. However, the loading speed of the artillery is extremely slow, and facing the cavalry advancing at high speed, there is no chance to fire it once.

250 steps...

This distance has already entered the range of the artillery, but the Ming army did not launch an attack for a long time, which surprised him greatly.

It seems that the Ming army is really scared of being beaten, and it is estimated that they are ready to run away now!
"The artillery of the Ming army is out of order, and the little emperor is right in front of you, come and follow me!"

The cavalry behind screamed excitedly. In their eyes, these Ming troops were equivalent to mobile military exploits, and they were easily available.

The autumn wind passed by, making his face ache. This feeling gave Ang Ketu a long-lost sense of joy.

He rode his horse and galloped wildly, with eight thousand iron cavalry closely following behind him like a shadow. The huge cavalry array gradually spread out, and the horseshoes collided with the ground, clanging and clanging, as if engulfed in the power to crush everything.

two hundred steps...

150 steps...

Converted into meters, it is about 300 meters, which is already very close. The galloping horses kicked up a large amount of dust, and the visual impact is extremely strong.

Behind Zhu Qizhen, Fan Zhong looked very anxious. At this time, regardless of the suspicion of overstepping, he stepped forward and asked, "Your Majesty, why didn't you give the order?"

Zhu Qizhen looked indifferent, and said: "If they attack now, they see that the situation is not good, what should they do if they turn around and run away?"

Fan Zhong was stunned for a moment, wouldn't it be good to beat him away?

I saw Zhu Qizhen staring closely at the front, and slowly said a word.

"I want to wipe out this cavalry!"

Fan Zhong was shocked. At this moment, what the emperor thought was how to cut off the opponent's back!
This is too bold!
"Your Majesty, the enemy troops are dispatched by elite troops. The last general boldly suggests that we should advance slowly and consume them with artillery first, and then..."

Zhu Qizhen raised his hand to interrupt Fan Zhong's remonstrance.

"I gave up my supply and supplies, just to find them desperately! I want them to know that Daming's army is not easy to mess with!"

Fan Zhong's expression turned cold, and he swallowed back the words that followed.

one hundred steps...

Arrows began to shoot over from the tile array, but they were all blocked by the rattan players of the Ming army.

Eighty steps...

More and more arrows flew towards them, and some arrows were even so powerful that they pierced through the rattan plates, causing casualties and downsizing in the Ming army.

fifty steps...

Finally, when Chen Ying's mentality was close to collapse, he saw the command flag of the Chinese army.

"Fire!"

He was so anxious that his voice was hoarse, and he quickly ordered to fire.

At this time, the vanguard cavalry in the Vala formation was less than a hundred meters away from the position, and they could even see the white air exhaled from the opponent's horses.

The gunner's arms were stiff, and he fired immediately after hearing the order.

The lead wire made a chi-chi sound, followed by the roar of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking.

boom!
boom!
boom!
The cannon spit out flames, and fired the shells in the chamber, hitting the middle of the Oirat cavalry team.

In this era, cannonballs are solid, but the power of smashing a big iron bump from such a long distance cannot be underestimated.

Angketu was leading the charge, and seeing the Ming army approaching, finally, the long-awaited artillery sounded.

He was shocked at first, and then he saw countless shells passing over his head and flying towards the rear.

what's the situation?
Even though he had experienced many battles, he couldn't figure out why the Ming army's artillery came so late.

Moreover, he played in the back line!
This time, the most threatening artillery in the Ming army's formation failed to stop the front line from charging. The only explanation was that the opponent's mentality had become chaotic, and they had completely lost their rules, so that they missed the best time to fire.

Thinking of this, Angketu's eyes shone brightly, and he was only fifty steps away from the front line of the Ming army, and he could take it with just a breath.

"The southerners are already in chaos, follow me to charge!"

At this moment, the front line of the Ming army suddenly changed.

I saw the rattan players backing away, and a group of firecrackers came to the front of the formation, knelt on one knee, and raised the firecrackers in front of them.

(End of this chapter)