Chapter 130

"If we do not break the enemy army, we swear never to return!"

"If we do not break the enemy army, we swear never to return!"

100, Zhu Di: If it is a victory without honor, then let it be a victory without honor!

Yesan, before the two armies, stared blankly at the Ming army before him.

As if he had seen a ghost.

And the Shenji Camp, already deployed on the mountain peaks, immediately relied on the mountains to furiously pour ammunition into the Oirat battle lines.

Violent explosions rose and fell within the Oirat formation.

The Three Thousand Camp, composed of the Dayuan Three Guards, had by now successfully cut off the Oirat retreat and completed the encirclement of the Oirat cavalry.

Zhu Di did not want any such nonsense as surrounding three sides and leaving one gap.

This is not a battle beneath the city walls.

This is the grassland.

Even if the army formation is surrounded like an iron bucket, people will still escape.

Every Tatar who escapes is a seed.

No one knows in what form their descendants will return to kill again in ten or twenty years.

So Zhu Di would rather suffer more casualties among his soldiers than let them go to become fertilizer!

Heavenly timing, earthly advantage, and human harmony.

All belong to the Great Ming.

In this battle, Zhu Di could find not the slightest reason to lose!

As long as you, Yesan, go all in, you have already lost!

This battle is the decisive engagement Zhu Di at this moment had long dreamed of to Complete the merit in a single stroke.

It is also the battle Zhu Di, in the original history, would rather have died of illness at Yumu Chuan than fight!

Zhu Di stared fixedly at Yesan in the distance, and killing intent suddenly rose within him.

"If we do not slaughter Yesan today, no one is allowed to rest!"

"Yes!"

Zhu Di spurred his horse out of the formation, and with Zhang Fu and Hearing Fan Zhong, charged straight toward Yesan's position.

At this moment, Zhu Qizhen also held a small bow of half a dan and roared at the Embroidered Uniform Guard behind him:

"Do not mind me, go protect my great-grandfather!"

"Hurry!"

Zhu Qizhen on the battlefield was like a frolicking foal.

Looking at the Oirat cavalry retreating step by step before him, he shouted arrogantly:

"What were you barking about just now?!"

"What were you barking about just now?!"

"Look at me, you bastard!"

"..."

In the chat group, Zhu Yuanzhang watched Zhu Di leading the troops in person without saying a word.

For a moment, it was as if he saw himself from years ago.

And at this moment, Zhu Di had also discovered the panicked Yesan.

A cold sneer naturally appeared on his face.

"Yesan, back then I did not find your grandfather; today I have come to find you."

"Why are you running? Don't run!"

"Were you not always thinking of restoring the Great Yuan and re-entering the Central Plains?"

"If you kill us two, grandfather and grandson, the heartland of the Central Plains will be at your disposal."

"..."

Yesan, protected only by a few guards, suddenly became calm.

Seeing Yesan's calmness,

Zhu Di, instead, stopped his weapon with interest.

Standing still on the spot, he carefully sized up this grassland hero who was the same age as Zhu Zhanji.

"It is a pity that my Sun Er died young; otherwise, I would never have interfered in your battle."

The victor becomes king, the loser becomes a bandit.

Yesan at this moment clearly understood this issue.

Sitting on his horse, he looked at Zhu Di and snorted:

"I admire you, old Emperor. Losing to you, I, Yesan, accept it willingly."

"But do you not feel that your actions are somewhat a victory without honor?"

If from the very beginning it had been confirmed that Zhu Di was commanding this battle from the central army.

Yesan would never have gone all in just because he saw a Zhu Qizhen.

Hearing this, Zhu Di smiled helplessly.

"A victory without honor, hmm. If it is without honor, then let it be without honor. What can be done about it?"

"I have never fought battles to defeat you, but to carve out a peaceful era for the descendants of my Great Ming."

"As for how this peace was achieved, I do not care."

The difference between the people of the grassland and the people of the Central Plains lies right here.

Yexian, mounted on his horse, slowly closed his eyes.

Zhu Di let out a cold snort.

Gazing at Yexian in the distance, he made no sound; instead, he sheathed his Ma Dao and slowly walked toward the central military tent, leaving this sky-high merit for Fan Zhong and Zhang Fu behind him.

Under the division of the Five Army Camp, the Oirat cavalry was split into three parts.

After three days and nights of fierce fighting, the Oirats still able to wield a blade were already few and far between.

Inside the chat group.

Zhu Di looked at Zhu Yuanzhang in the image and couldn't help but smile.

"Father, wasn't this battle fought well by me?"

Zhu Yuanzhang, who usually kept a stern old face, rarely showed a trace of a smile.

Father and son looked at each other in silence.

Meanwhile, Zhu Qizhen, gazing at the battlefield before him, felt his entire demeanor become much steadier.

Back in the camp, Zhu Di slowly dismounted.

Yet his heart was a mix of five flavors.

"In the end, the eldest only reigned as Emperor for ten months?"

Fan Zhong stood aside and told Zhu Di about the events of these twenty years.

Hearing that Zhu Gaochi had ascended the throne for only ten months before passing away.

Zhu Di's heart couldn't help but tighten.

A wave of guilt surged in his heart.

"It was I who wore the eldest out."

Zhu Di campaigned in Mobei five times.

Without Zhu Gaochi holding down the rear and coordinating logistics, even ten Great Mings would have been crushed by Zhu Di.

Fan Zhong lowered his head and sighed.

"What a pity for Emperor Xuanzong, alas."

"What exactly happened to that young man?"

Fan Zhong spoke in a low voice.

"This subordinate does not know either, but at the beginning of the year he was perfectly fine; for some reason, by the end of the year, Emperor Xuanzong suddenly could not go on..."

Zhu Di gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice.

"Could it be that the second young man had ulterior motives?"

【88】 Fan Zhong immediately said.

Hearing Fan Zhong spoke at once