Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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The advantage of the cavalry lies in its unparalleled impact.

The iron cavalry of the Ming army, galloping like lightning, slammed into the Tatar army who had no time to react and didn't run their horses at all.

All of a sudden... people turned on their backs.

Countless lives were knocked away.

The Ming army cavalry rushing forward, sometimes they didn't catch them, and they were thrown out as usual due to the terrible inertia, and collided with the Tatars on the opposite side, and they both hit each other until their heads were split.

The person who rushed to the front was almost suicidal.

Even Zhu Houzhao, if he hadn't learned how to bow and horse since he was a child, missed a frontal collision with sharp eyes, swung his knife from the side, and chopped off a Tatar, he would have been knocked into the air by now.

But the war horses were still galloping, they knocked away one by one Tatars, and the galloping iron cavalry waved their swords like crazy, when the Tatars who were stationed on the spot wanted to fight back, the people had gone away, But the cavalry that swarmed in behind rushed forward like a flood.

Thousands of Tatars, even if they raised their spirits, now... they suddenly feel powerless.

Now, the Daming iron cavalry is cavalry, but at best they are infantry on horseback, they can only turn around in place, desperately trying to control the horses that are sitting down, and everyone is crowded into a group.

Countless heads were cut by the horse-slaying sword, or the heads fell, or the strength was insufficient, so the heads were tilted, still connected to the neck, and blood mist sprayed out.

A moment later, Zhu Houzhao had led the galloping cavalry directly through the Tatar cavalry.

The entire Tatar cavalry was instantly divided.

This is still Tatar tactics.

Back in the day, with the help of flying shots, the tactics of attacking one point and dividing and encircling, the Tatars defeated countless Han dynasty.

But now... they have tasted this kind of taste.

The leader of the Ming army is obviously familiar with the tactics of the Tatars. His swift and fierce attack, without delay, is to make the tactics of the Tatars ineffective; he has found the weakest point in the Tatar formation, To launch the final sprint without hesitation is to never give the Tatars a chance to regroup, prepare for war, and gain a firm foothold.

Zhu Houzhao is like the tip of a long knife. He is at the sharpest point. Wherever he passes, countless people follow him, and thousands of iron hooves roll up grass clippings and dust on the ground.

But the Tatars found out in despair that all of this...was familiar. Wasn't this the way his iron cavalry slaughtered the Han army back then?

After piercing through the Tatar army, Zhu Houzhao didn't stop, because even if he pierced through, the opponent might regroup, so his horse was still galloping, and then he started galloping around the panicked Tatar army Without saying a word, he raised his bow and arrow: "Zhang Gong!"

Countless people skillfully took bows and set arrows.

The Ming cavalry, who have already been familiar with this, can no longer be familiar with it. By the time the Tatars tried to regroup in vain, they had already separated from the Tatar army. When regrouping, in an instant, arrows rained down again.

Countless Tatars, after being sprinted, were already in a mess and overwhelmed, with heavy casualties. Before they could take any action, the rain of arrows fell into them, one after another, and countless howls came out.

And this...the opportunity came again.

Zhu Houzhao had already seen the new weakness of the Tatars. He took the knife and shouted: "Come!"

Countless iron cavalry followed Zhu Houzhao without hesitation, and rushed towards the Tatars in the northeast corner without hesitation.

According to legend, at the beginning, the ancestors of the Tatars used this terrible method of warfare, constantly wandering, flying, looking for opportunities, thrusting, and confusing them, but they kept their horses and never let each other fight together. Opportunities to fight each other and fight fiercely, but to quickly leave the battlefield, and finally continue to wander, take advantage of the chaos, fly and shoot, and then...continue to stab!

This kind of warfare has made countless civilizations regard it as a nightmare.

The scary thing about it is that relying on continuous flying and stabbing, they always occupy the initiative on the battlefield. Once you are entangled by them, then you will become a lamb at the mercy of others.

Hmm... The mutton is delicious. Looking at this group of 'bewildered lambs', Liu Jin felt a little hungry.

The mighty cavalry broke into the northeast corner!

Countless people were knocked over, and the Tatars who sat on the horses and spun around in place, unable to run at all, knocked into the air one by one. Then, Zhu Houzhao tore a hole, and the cavalry behind charged intensively, smashing the hole , expanding continuously.

This time, the Tatars began to break down a bit.

The handicrafts of the ancestors are reappeared. The terrible thing is that now people use knives and I use fish!

Many people no longer have the will to fight and want to flee, but here, if you leave your back to the sprinting iron rider, you will undoubtedly die.

Someone started whimpering.

Some people were at a loss and wanted to rein in their horses and rush out, but there were people and horses all around, in a mess.

When the dense iron cavalry rushed past, they tried to parry, but how could the iron cavalry that came rushing fast could be parried by human power.

Countless people fell down like reaping wheat.

When the Tatars realized this problem, they found in vain that the situation they were facing was exactly the same as that of the Han people when they slaughtered the Han infantry.

After several sprints, the Tatars completely

The bottom is desperate.

People ran away with their heads in their arms, and they didn't even think about resisting.

They were already exhausted, had no morale, and had suffered countless injuries, so they didn't have half the morale they had when they went south.

The Daming cavalry, however, waited for work at ease, and launched the attack first. These people were more familiar with riding and shooting skills than the Tatars.

After a massacre, countless corpses lay on the ground.

Many people have fallen off their horses. At this moment... they no longer have the heart to resist, begging and howling, and there are also people who fled on flying horses, but they trampled each other unavoidably.

Yanda Khan felt that he was going crazy.

No matter what, he couldn't imagine that he would be attacked and killed by a group of Daming cavalry, so that at this point, dozens of personal guards wanted to protect him and fled, but were quickly stopped by a group of cavalry .

They had to flee back to the Tatar formation, which had become a hell on earth.

But Zhu Houzhao yelled sharply: "Put down your weapons and get off your horse! Anyone who is on the horse will be killed."

As soon as this Tatar word came out, even the bravest Tatars lost all hope at the moment.

The disabled soldiers had to get off their horses obediently, for fear that they would be slower. Zhang Yuanxi in the distance bent his bow and set his arrows. Whenever someone was still on the horse, the flying arrows would pierce through the air, and the arrows would never fail.

The ground was full of people wailing, and countless people put down their weapons...

Yanda Khan was completely devastated, but there was one person holding his head, squatting beside Yanda Khan, and said in a low voice: "Khan, you are of golden blood, you must not... fall into the hands of barbarians For a while, you must not reveal your identity..."

At this moment, Yanda Khan felt sad, but... the desire to survive rose up.

He naturally knew what it would mean for these people to know his identity. His heart was full of despair, panic, and even more confusion.

If even the Han army can enter the desert, like entering a land without people, slaughter the Tatars wantonly, and use the greatest strength of the Tatars to defeat the Tatar army, then... the Tatars... can there be help? In the entire desert, where is there a place to stay?

At this time, countless cavalry soldiers dismounted, armed with swords, and guarded all the prisoners.

Yanda Khan raised his eyes subconsciously, but saw that the young man who was always rushing forward was walking towards him step by step.

Yanda Khan's heart was about to jump out. He held his head and tried to make himself like an ordinary Tatar.

But the man walked in front of him and stopped. He dragged the knife, and on the tip of the knife, blood like rolling balls dripped on the mud: "I have long admired your name!"

Zhu Houzhao spoke Tatar.

He looked down at Yanda Khan, seeming to be mocking.

"I...I..." Yanda Khan raised his eyes in a panic, looking at Zhu Houzhao, and Zhu Houzhao's eyes were full of murderous intent.

He hurriedly said, "What?"

"Stop pretending!" Zhu Houzhao sneered, "Porjijin Batumengke, do you still want to pretend here?"

Yanda Khan was startled.

Borjijin Batumengke was his real name. It had been many years since he ascended the throne of Khan, and no one had ever called him that name, and even Yanda Khan himself had forgotten it.

People usually call him the Great Khan, but now...how does this young man know...his own name.

Zhu Houzhao looked at him coldly and smiled: "I have admired your name for a long time. Do you know that I have seen your portrait with my own eyes since I was seven years old. At that time, you were so majestic and heroic that you unified the desert. , outside the customs, there is no opponent. I spent a lot of money, and from many people, not only did I find out your appearance, but also learned your real name, and your portrait is still hanging in my bedroom. Sure enough, today When I rushed over, I saw you at first glance, because even if your appearance has changed a little. Even if the appearance of the portrait may not be completely accurate, but you... Borjijin Batumengke, you are transformed into Hui, I can recognize you too!"

In Yanda Khan's heart, despair reached the extreme.

A person...he stared at himself at the age of seven...this person...is he sick?

He had to look at this young man. Although this young man had been exposed to wind and sun, his face was full of murderous looks, but he was still not out of his childishness.

And Yanda Khan felt even more desperate that he was defeated by such a person in his last battle.

He couldn't hide anymore, so he could only say: "That's right, I'm the Tatar Great Khan Borjijin Batumengke!"

The four eyes are facing each other.

There was brilliance in Zhu Houzhao's gaze. But Yanda Khan is gloomy.

Yanda Khan was hopeless, it was over, it was over. All achievements will come to nothing!

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