Chapter 128

"Dare you falsely transmit military orders?!"

"Your son dares not!"

Zhu Qizhen, having been shouted at by Zhu Di, immediately shouted at Fan Zhong without thinking.

"General Fan, retreat!"

The three hundred Imperial Guards under Fan Zhong immediately followed Fan Zhong and clustered behind Zhu Qizhen.

They once again skillfully broke contact with Yesen's troops.

They retreated south at the fastest speed.

Yesen's brows furrowed; staring fixedly at Zhu Qizhen fleeing into the distance, his saber clenched tightly.

"Continue the pursuit, do not stop!"

Bayan Temur looked at Yesen with some caution and said.

"Brother, something is wrong with this matter; should we not wait a while first?"

Yesen gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.

"Pursue! Do not stop!"

"Yes!"

With Yesen's military order issued, the steppe cavalry behind him spurred their horses again to chase after them.

And at this moment, the scale of the pursuit battle on the grassland had already expanded to over a thousand people.

The hoofbeats of over a thousand warhorses galloping sounded like thunderclaps exploding across the grassland.

Zhu Qizhen's face was deathly pale.

History books have never said that war is fought this way!

However, just as Zhu Qizhen finally saw the Great Wall in the distance.

Duke of Yingguo Zhang Fu, leading two thousand cavalry, came charging towards them in great force.

Emperor Yingzong Rui:

"Great-grandfather, that's about enough, right? Hasn't your son completed the bait mission?"

Zhu Di frowned coldly and snorted.

"It's not over yet! Only this many people, and you want to run?"

"I have not given the order; no one may leave!"

"Even if you die, you must die on the battlefield!"

Shouted at by Zhu Di in a rage.

Zhu Qizhen immediately lost his temper.

And at this time, Yesen's reinforcements had already arrived.

By now, Yesen had nearly four thousand troops under his command.

And by Zhu Qizhen's side, there were only a total of two thousand three hundred people.

Countless warriors died right beside Zhu Qizhen.

Yet Zhu Di continued to repeatedly order Zhu Qizhen to stand on the battlefield.

From a distance, Bayan Temur saw Zhu Qizhen wearing the Zhu Hong dragon robe at a glance.

"Brother, I will go help you capture the Great Ming Emperor!"

Having said that, Bayan Temur led a unit of Keshig troops and, taking advantage of Fan Zhong's inattention, charged towards Zhu Qizhen like a sharp arrow.

Zhang Fu, noticing something wrong from a distance, immediately took out a three-barreled firelock and lit the fuse.

"Boom~!"

"Boom~!"

"Boom~!"

"..."

Accompanied by three gunshots.

Zhang Fu immediately shouted loudly.

"Follow me to protect the Emperor!"

The Personal Guards behind him immediately said in unison.

"Yes!"

Then a cavalry unit of over a hundred men, each holding a three-barreled firelock, ignited their match cords and chased after Bayan Temur in the distance.

And at this moment, Bayan Temur was already within arm's reach of Zhu Qizhen!

Yesen, not far away, also shouted to Bayan Temur.

"No need to capture alive; killing him on the spot is also acceptable!"

"Yes!"

Before Zhu Qizhen could even react.

In an instant, Zhu Qizhen only felt the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air before his eyes.

The Ma Dao in Bayan Temur's hand had already struck towards Zhu Qizhen's face.

Just as Zhu Qizhen closed his eyes and waited for death.

A crisp "Clang!" sound rang out.

The three-barreled firelock in Zhang Fu's hand, like an iron hammer, was firmly planted in front of Zhu Qizhen.

Blocking Bayan Temur's most fatal strike.

After this strike was blocked, Bayan Temur showed not the slightest hesitation.

Immediately, he stepped back.

The strike failed; he retreated at once.

This was the very tactic Genghis Khan once used to dominate the world!

After Bayan Temür withdrew, the surrounding Kheshig guards accompanying him also gradually pulled back.

Yet they did not go far.

Instead, they spurred their horses and galloped nearby.

Like starving wolves that had spotted prey, they fixed their gaze on Zhu Qizhen.

Sensing the gazes of Bayan Temür and the others,

Zhu Qizhen's mental state completely collapsed.

"Zhang Fu! My great-grandfather ordered us to retreat!"

"Retreat quickly!"

Having spoken, Zhu Qizhen turned his horse around.

Just as Zhu Qizhen prepared to flee at full speed,

Zhang Fu held him back firmly.

Tears immediately welled up in Zhu Qizhen's eyes.

"Zhang Fu! You ignore My Imperial Order, and you will not obey my great-grandfather's order either? My grandfather truly said we must retreat!"

In the chat group, Zhu Yuanzhang also exploded.

Taizu Gao Emperor:

"Nonsense!"

"I've been listening the whole time; how could I not have heard Old Four tell you to get lost?"

"Old Four, will you not intervene?"

Zhu Di did not even lift his eyelids; he smiled and said,

"Father, it's fine; no need to worry."

Just as Zhu Qizhen issued the order to urge a retreat,

Zhang Fu could not help but smile and say,

"Your Majesty, stop struggling."

Zhu Qizhen looked at Zhang Fu in shock and said,

"Do you intend to regicide?"

Zhang Fu smiled bitterly and said,

"The Emperor has spoken: I am the final reinforcement. We must hold our ground until he arrives in person, so we will not retreat."