Chapter 112

"General Lan."

"I hope you will be cautious in commanding troops in the future."

Feng Sheng said earnestly.

"This subordinate will keep it in mind," Marquis Lan Yu said in a deep voice, gripping the imperial decree tightly.

For Marquis Lan Yu at this moment.

There was no doubt.

It was a humiliation.

It was even more of a disgrace to him.

Since the founding of the Great Ming, although he had often been impeached, never once had he been punished in public by an imperial decree, with a minor punishment serving as a major warning.

"Alright."

"The strategy for tomorrow's siege is set."

"If you generals have nothing else to add, then today's military council ends here."

After reading the final imperial decree, Feng Sheng did not waste any more time and immediately said to the generals in the camp.

The military council then dispersed!

The night passed without incident.

The entire army was recuperating.

All the commanding generals were looking forward to tomorrow's great battle to break the city and capture or kill Nahachu.

Everyone knew that tomorrow's battle was the true decisive battle for Liaodong.

After breaking the city.

Capturing or killing Nahachu would be the final great merit.

Whoever achieved it would surely receive a heavy reward.

The next day!

In front of Liaoyang City.

Where the four gates of Liaoyang City were located.

A Great Ming army was deployed in front of each gate; the two-hundred-thousand-strong army was divided into four routes to attack the city.

This could greatly weaken the Yuan army's ability to hold a single gate and could also disperse the Yuan army's forces.

Grand Marshal's Mansion!

"Report."

"Reporting to the Grand Marshal."

"The Ming army has already lined up in front of the city and is ready to attack at any time."

"Report."

"The Ming army has gathered outside our four Liaoyang gates; current reconnaissance cannot determine which is the main attack and which is the feint."

Scout after scout came into the hall to report to Nahachu.

"The Ming army has gathered."

"Feng Sheng is commanding the troops."

"I suppose they intend to utilize their advantage in numbers."

Nahachu sighed.

Upon learning that there were Ming troops at all four gates, he already knew how Feng Sheng intended to attack.

Attacking all four gates simultaneously would weaken his city defenses and his defensive forces.

"Grand Marshal."

"If the Ming army attacks all four gates simultaneously."

"How should our army defend?"

"After all, our army has fewer than one hundred thousand troops," Hong Baobao asked in a deep voice.

"The battle situation is now clear for the Ming army; they will definitely attack all four gates simultaneously."

"Defending the city gates."

"There is only a fight to the death."

"Transmit this Grand Marshal's order."

"Distribute the forces evenly to guard the four gates; all generals' personal guards are to be converted into supervisory troops; anyone who dares to be cowardly or flee without permission shall be executed immediately."

"Additionally."

"All slaves in the mansions of the nobles in the city are to be armed and serve as the first line of defense."

After a moment of thought, Nahachu made his decision and immediately issued the military order.

For Nahachu.

This time, there was no choice left.

Besides fighting, there was only surrender or flight.

But he would choose neither of the latter two.

For him, there was only a fight to the death!

And facing the Great Ming's attack with absolute superiority in numbers, Nahachu had no other choice but to bite the bullet and defend.

Guard one gate, guard one position.

"Grand Marshal."

"All the slaves of the nobles in the city should add up to nearly ten thousand people."

"These have already been counted."

"However, their addition might not change the disparity in forces."

"And... if we disperse our forces to defend like this, what happens if one gate is breached?" Guan Tong asked worriedly.

"Transmit this Grand Marshal's order."

"If one gate is breached by the Ming army, the other three gates must not abandon their defense and must still exert their full effort."

"This battle is a fight to the death."

"We will not stop until the end," Nahachu said coldly.

"Yes."

The Yuan generals in the hall responded loudly.

And at this time!

Outside the city!

At the location of each gate.

At the forefront of the army.

Each had two hundred cannons for frontline suppression.

Archers were behind the cannons.

This battle was the decisive battle for Liaodong.

Even the Daning border army, which had not been equipped with cannons before, was now equipped with two hundred cannons.

Even Bu Wan had personally come to the battlefield this time.

At this moment!

The front line of the Daning border army.

Two hundred cannons were set up.

Then ten thousand infantry archers.

And then nearly twenty thousand Daning cavalry; Zhu Ying stood on his horse, holding a tiger-headed broadsword, his presence formidable.

And behind the cavalry were twenty thousand infantry.

Fifty thousand Daning border troops were gathered here.

"It is time for the decisive battle."

"General Zhu."

"This battle depends on you."

"If you can capture or kill Nahachu, then this Liaodong battle can be considered truly complete for our Daning border army."

'The merit of conquering Liaodong will be ours, Daning's, the greatest!'

Bu Wan was also riding a warhorse, looking at Zhu Ying with anticipation, and said.

Although this was a four-sided attack, thinking of Zhu Ying's combat strength, Bu Wan still held great expectations.

"Rest assured, my lord."

'This subordinate will do his best.'

"I also want this battle merit."

Zhu Ying said with a smile.

Listening to Zhu Ying's words.

Bu Wan also nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "Good! I believe in you; of course, just do your best."

"Even if you cannot capture or kill this Nahachu, it will be enough for our Daning border army."

The Battle of Liaodong!

Was the war born for Zhu Ying, where he led the Daning border army to carve out a reputation in the Great Ming.

For the Daning border army, they had already gained the most.

Just at this moment!

The West Gate of Liaoyang, which was also the main gate.

Feng Sheng drew his sword, pointed at Liaoyang City, and shouted with authority: "Attack!"

As this command fell.

Boom, boom, boom!

A series of cannon roars suddenly resounded.

The sound of these cannon roars was like the signal.

After hearing the cannon roars.

The cannon formations that had been prepared at the other three gates were also activated.

Almost every one of the Huaixi generals was arrogant and domineering.

The cannons roared incessantly.

Bombarding Liaoyang City.

Although it lacked the earth-shattering destruction of later artillery barrages, the impact of the cannonballs still brought great deterrence.

"Attack!"

As the cannons fired.

At each of the four gates, the respective commanding generals shouted simultaneously.

Launching the attack on Liaoyang City!

Turning the gaze back.

Zhu Ying held his tiger-headed broadsword.

He waved his battle sword.

"Archers, advance!"

Zhu Ying shouted coldly.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Ten thousand archers let out a deafening shout.

Scattered into several military formations, they advanced toward the city.

"Release arrows."

Seeing the Ming archers advancing, the Yuan general on the city wall shouted immediately.

Suddenly!

Arrows rained down toward the outside of the city.

And the archers scattered.

Gradually approaching.

When they entered range.

The archer commander shouted immediately: "Release arrows!"

Suddenly!

The Daning border army archers outside the city fired ten thousand arrows at once, suppressing the Yuan troops inside the city.

Combined with the cannon bombardment, the killing intent was constant.

Archers outside the city were occasionally shot and killed by Yuan archers, but inside the city, ten thousand arrows fell like rain, and Yuan soldiers were constantly dying under the arrows.

Both sides exchanged fire.

Both sides suffered casualties.

And the archers exposed outside the city naturally suffered greater casualties; in a siege, the defenders always have the advantage.

At this moment!

Zhu Ying raised his battle sword high.

"Where are the Daning cavalry!"

Zhu Ying shouted with authority.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The twenty thousand Daning cavalry raised their battle swords and let out a deafening shout.

"Follow me and kill!"

Zhu Ying did not waste any words and shouted.

He patted his warhorse.

Wufeng raised its hooves.

Transforming into an arrow released from a bow, it charged toward the city gate ahead.

Wufeng was no longer the unruly Akhal-Teke horse confined in the Prince's Mansion, but a warhorse tamed by Zhu Ying that had fought side-by-side with him for several months.

Its coordination with its master had reached the pinnacle of a cavalry general.

It just needed to charge forward, and the rest was left to its master.

"We swear to follow the General to the death."

Liu Lei shouted.

Leading four hundred personal guard cavalry, they followed closely behind Zhu Ying.

Although they were still left behind by Wufeng by dozens of paces, they still followed closely without any fear.

"Brothers."

"Follow the General to break the city gate and capture or kill Nahachu."

"Kill!"

Zhang Wu and Liu Zhen shouted simultaneously.

As generals under Zhu Ying.

Only Zhang Wu was completely under Zhu Ying's military system, while Liu Zhen belonged to the Daning border army military system.

However, Bu Wan had completely delegated authority to Zhu Ying, and the entire Daning border army was under Zhu Ying's command.

Having followed Zhu Ying for so long, they were completely convinced by him.

Twenty thousand cavalry, their horses trampling like thunder.

Carrying the momentum of a raging tide, they charged toward Liaoyang City.

The entire earth trembled under this charging formation.

Bu Wan stayed in the rear guard, watching with a look of shock.

"Cavalry charging a city gate, a siege tactic unique to Zhu Ying."

"No siege equipment needed, breaking the city with sheer force."

"I have seen it with my own eyes today."

"The morale of our Daning border army has actually reached such a level."

"In the past, the Daning border army never had such morale and presence; all of this was brought about by Zhu Ying's command."

"One day, when Zhu Ying becomes the Daning Guard Commander, the Daning border army will become the strongest army in the Great Ming's border regions."

Bu Wan watched the army charging out, thinking with immense shock in his heart.

As the Acting Regional Military Commissioner of Daning, although he was a civil official, he knew very well the original combat strength of the Daning border army.

If one were to say that the Daning border army's combat strength in various regions was only that of ordinary border troops before, it had now become a truly elite force.

Above the void!

The Yuan army's arrows rained down.

Killing intent was everywhere.

But the rain of arrows falling from the sky was incomparably slow in Zhu Ying's eyes.

Zhu Ying raised his battle sword.

The broadsword, weighing dozens of jin, was as weightless as nothing in his hands; he danced it easily, and the dozens of arrows shot at him were easily slashed to the ground.

Wufeng charged madly.

It soon reached the city gate.

And the rain of arrows on the city tower continued to fall madly.

Intending to shoot Zhu Ying to death.

Zhu Ying slashed with his sword, scattering the arrows.

His eyes stared at the city gate in front of him.

"Power-Accumulating Sword Slash!"

Zhu Ying gripped his battle sword.

His entire body's strength gathered in his right arm, and his internal energy was also mobilized along his meridians, reinforcing the tiger-headed broadsword.

When Wufeng reached the city gate.

Whoosh!

The battle sword slashed down at the city gate violently.

The blade's light was as fast as lightning.

In an instant, it slashed onto the city gate.

With a boom!

Where the blade passed.

Sparks flew.

This sturdy city gate was instantly slashed open, and the power of his internal energy exploded completely.

The entire city gate was instantly shattered into pieces.

It was forcibly smashed by Zhu Ying's powerful strength.

"Ah... ah..."

The Yuan soldiers inside the city let out screams.

They were instantly killed by the shock of the city gate fragments.

"Killed Northern Yuan soldier, collected 10 points of strength, collected 10 days of lifespan."

"Killed Northern Yuan soldier, collected 10 points of internal energy, collected 15 days of lifespan."

"............"

The panel prompted constantly.

"Kill!"

Zhu Ying's expression was cold.

Wufeng stepped directly on the city gate fragments and charged into the city.

His battle sword danced.

The blade's light filled the air.

Facing him, several, then over a dozen Yuan soldiers died under Zhu Ying's blade.

"It's that Ming army god of slaughter, it's that Zhu Ying."

"Black Akhal-Teke! Holding a battle sword."

"It's him."

"This god of slaughter has come."

"..."

Seeing Zhu Ying charging into the city, fear appeared in the eyes of many Yuan soldiers.

More than half a year of campaigning.

Jincheng.

Kaiyuan.

Tieling.

In the great battles at these three places, Zhu Ying's presence was extraordinary.

The reputation of the Ming god of slaughter, Zhu Ying, had long since reached the ears of countless Yuan soldiers.

Because many of them had reorganized after being defeated and fleeing, some had seen Zhu Ying's ferocity; he could kill his way out while surrounded by hundreds or thousands of people in the midst of chaotic battle, incomparably fierce.

One might ask.

Facing a god of slaughter like Zhu Ying, how could they not be afraid?

"Do not panic."

"The whole army, press forward."

"Those who retreat shall be executed immediately."

The Yuan general behind saw this; although he also feared Zhu Ying, there were supervisory troops behind him, and if he did not order an attack, he would be the first to die.

Subsequently.

He raised his sword and directly beheaded a retreating soldier to serve as a warning.

"Fight this god of slaughter to the death."

"Charge."

"Kill him."

"Kill..."

The Yuan soldiers roared, gripping their long spears and broadswords, and swarmed toward Zhu Ying.

From Zhu Ying's perspective.

Yuan soldiers were charging from all directions, blocking the path ahead completely.

"Well come."

"Wild Dance Sword Technique."

Zhu Ying shouted coldly.

Internal energy shifted.

The battle sword in his hand was like a grim reaper's scythe, slashing toward the front.

Dense sword light slashed out in the void.

One slash!

Over a dozen Yuan soldiers facing him were beheaded by the sword light, their heads falling, blood spraying.

In the blink of an eye.

A whole area fell to the ground.

"Killed Northern Yuan soldier, collected 10 points of speed, collected 10 days of lifespan."

"Killed Northern Yuan soldier, collected 10 points of physique, collected 5 days of lifespan."

"Killed Northern Yuan..."

The panel prompted constantly.

And Wufeng continued its charge.

Its heavy hooves trampled on the corpses of Yuan soldiers, charging out wildly.

Boom!

Several Yuan soldiers in front were sent flying by Wufeng, falling in a heap.

"Kill!"

Zhu Ying roared.

He charged into the chaotic army, slashing at the Yuan soldiers madly.

"Follow the General, kill!"

Behind Zhu Ying.

Liu Lei led the personal guard army and quickly charged into the city.

The four hundred personal guards were composed of fierce warriors under Zhu Ying, with extraordinary combat strength.

Moreover, many of them had been gifted refined steel swords by Zhu Ying; paired with these battle swords that were superior to the weapons of this era, they could be called divine weapons, further enhancing their combat strength.

Four hundred cavalry charged in.

Instantly, they carved out a gap to the left and right of Zhu Ying.

Opening up a foothold in the city.

"Kill!"

"Follow the General, kill all these Tatars."

"Kill!"

Zhang Wu and Liu Zhen roared.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The Daning cavalry roared.

Following him, they charged into the city.

With the army joining in, it was a slaughter for the Yuan troops in the city.

Attacking Liaoyang City!

The Daning border army had already taken the lead, successfully breaking the city gate and charging into the city.

"This is Zhu Ying's combat strength!"

"Cavalry breaking the city, charging into the city gate in one go."

"Now that the other three gates should still be attacking, our Daning border army has already broken the city under Zhu Ying's leadership."

Bu Wan in the rear guard watched with excitement.

The Daning border army!

He also had glory in this!

"My lord."

"This is the General's divine martial ferocity."

"Now in the army, everyone calls the General the reincarnation of the former Overlord of Western Chu."

"Unstoppable, no one can rival him."

Chen Heng, who was beside him, said excitedly, his eyes full of awe.

"Indeed."

"Our Daning has produced a hero," Bu Wan also replied with a laugh.

Perhaps.

This was also Bu Wan's magnanimity.

If it were some narrow-minded superior, seeing a subordinate perform so brilliantly, they would definitely feel jealous, or even suppress them to avoid being upstaged.

But Bu Wan did not care at all; instead, he tried his best to facilitate Zhu Ying's battle results.

Perhaps.

This was also a kind of magnanimous character of his.

"Once the cavalry has completely charged into the city, it will be time for our Daning border army infantry to fight."

Chen Heng stared at the battle situation in front of the city, his face full of anticipation, and fighting spirit emerged.

"Send someone to report to the Grand Marshal that our Daning border army, under the leadership of General Zhu Ying, has broken the city gate and charged into the city."

Bu Wan's mind moved, and he immediately said to the town pacifier beside him.

"This subordinate accepts the order."

The guard battalion town pacifier replied excitedly.

Then he immediately arranged for cavalry scouts to go and report.

Not long after.

Where Feng Sheng was!

"Report."

"Reporting to the Grand Marshal."

"I have come to report by the order of Lord Bu Wan."

"Our Daning border army, under the leadership of General Zhu Ying, has successfully broken the city gate and charged into the city to fight."

The scout cavalry from the Daning border army came before Feng Sheng and reported.

Upon hearing this!

Feng Sheng, and Fu Youde beside him, both had their expressions changed.

"Less than half an hour? They broke the gate already?" Feng Sheng said in surprise.

"Replying to the Grand Marshal."

"To be precise, it was less than the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, and General Zhu had already broken the city gate and charged into the city," the Daning scout cavalry reported with great pride.

The name of Zhu Ying.

Was the pride of all the Daning border army soldiers.

Every Daning soldier believed him to be an existence like the war god of the Daning border army.

"Grand Marshal."

"This, perhaps, is Zhu Ying's unique battle tactic."

"And it is a battle tactic that only he can use, cavalry breaking the city," Fu Youde said with emotion from the side.

"Good lad."

"It seems that this time, Nahachu will very likely fall into Zhu Ying's hands," Feng Sheng also said with a smile.

"Attacking all four gates, whoever breaks the city first, whoever captures or kills Nahachu first, all of this depends on ability," Fu Youde said with a smile.

Although he also wanted his own generals to capture or kill Nahachu, this all depended on ability; in the current great battle, there was no room for faking it.

"Go back and tell Bu Wan."

"This general is waiting to hear the good news of Zhu Ying capturing or killing Nahachu," Feng Sheng said immediately to the Daning scout cavalry in front of him.

"This subordinate accepts the order."

The scout cavalry bowed and quickly rode away.

And at this moment!

Feng Sheng had not publicized the news of Zhu Ying breaking the city.

At this moment, the army's morale was high, and every soldier was putting their all into the siege, just to win the battle merit of this Liaodong decisive battle and capture or kill Nahachu.

If they knew that Zhu Ying had already broken the city gate, it would affect their morale in wanting to seize the merit.

"Liaoyang, Nahachu."

"Nearly eight months, it is finally coming to an end."

Feng Sheng looked at this huge Liaoyang City, and anticipation also emerged in his eyes.

Turning the gaze back.

Inside the city.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Shouts of killing rose everywhere.

Zhu Ying held his sword and charged.

Unstoppable.

Wherever he rode, he left a bloody path.

Wufeng trampled on the corpses of Yuan soldiers and charged into the center of the Yuan army's defensive formation.

Zhu Ying's battle sword swung incessantly.

The Great Ming cavalry behind him also charged madly.

This city gate area had been completely conquered by the Daning border army.

"Do not panic."

"Press forward."

"The Grand Marshal has issued a military order; those who retreat shall be executed immediately."

"Hold the line."

Watching the chaotic Yuan army on all sides, already defeated, the Yuan general guarding here shouted loudly, trying to maintain order.

But his maintenance was of no avail.

And at this time!

Zhu Ying had already ridden his horse and charged toward him wildly.

"Zhu Ying."

The Yuan general's face changed.

"Break!"

Zhu Ying waved his battle sword.

The shield soldiers around this Yuan general were instantly swept away, and he drove straight in, without any obstruction.

He slashed down.

"Killed Northern Yuan general, collected 30 points of all attributes, collected 30 days of lifespan, rewarded with one ordinary treasure chest," the panel prompted.

"Sure enough, one must behead the general; at least it can come with a treasure chest."

Zhu Ying thought to himself.

His offensive did not diminish.

With this commanding Yuan general beheaded.

The surrounding Yuan army had no general to command them, and the already defeated defensive posture became even more chaotic, scattering and fleeing.

"Great Ming soldiers."

"Charge into the Grand Marshal's Mansion."

"Capture or kill Nahachu."

Zhu Ying shouted.

Holding his sword.

He pursued directly.

Wufeng's speed was fast; catching up to the Yuan soldiers, he swung his battle sword.

Slashing the enemy madly!

After this great battle, the Battle of Liaodong would be declared over, and there would be no opportunity to kill enemies and collect attributes for a long time.

Zhu Ying naturally wanted to seize the opportunity and kill as many as possible.

"We swear to follow the General to the death."

"Kill all the Tatars."

"Kill!"

Countless Great Ming soldiers behind roared and charged; seeing Yuan soldiers was like seeing prey, they pursued and slashed them.

As all the Daning cavalry charged into the city, the thirty thousand Daning infantry also charged in.

Seeing the fleeing Yuan soldiers, they fired arrows and thrust their long spears.

"Golden Eagle."

"Share vision."

And while Zhu Ying was charging, he directly shared the vision of his spirit pet, the Golden Eagle.

High above Liaoyang City.

A Golden Eagle was circling and flying.

As the shared vision was activated.

In Zhu Ying's heart, another image immediately appeared, which was the view of Liaoyang City from above.

As the prefecture capital of Liaodong, this Liaoyang City was naturally huge.

Without the Golden Eagle's vision, it would be difficult for Zhu Ying to find the exact location of the Grand Marshal's Mansion in the city, and he could only charge forward mindlessly.

But now that he had the Golden Eagle's vision, Zhu Ying wanted to make good use of it, seize the best opportunity, charge into the Grand Marshal's Mansion, and capture or kill Nahachu.

"Found it."

"City center, Grand Marshal's Mansion."

"Around this mansion, there are still at least five or six thousand Yuan soldiers guarding it, and their armor and attire are all the most elite; they must be Nahachu's personal guards."

Through the Golden Eagle's vision, flying at low altitude, Zhu Ying immediately knew the exact location of the Grand Marshal's Mansion.

Subsequently.

Zhu Ying immediately changed direction and charged, heading straight for the Grand Marshal's Mansion.

With the Golden Eagle's vision.

It was like having a god's-eye view; there was nowhere for the enemy to hide.

Grand Marshal's Mansion!

Everywhere were Yuan soldiers on guard.

Those guarding here were the true elites that Nahachu had spent many years training.

"Report."

"Reporting to the Grand Marshal."

"Something terrible has happened."

"The North City Gate has been broken by the Ming army, and now a large number of Ming troops have charged into the city."

"I ask the Grand Marshal to decide."

A Yuan general ran into the mansion hall in a panic to report.

At this moment, Nahachu was no longer dressed as a Northern Yuan noble, but had changed into heavy battle armor and was wearing a helmet, already in a state of readiness for battle.

"Which Ming general is on the north side?" Nahachu asked in a deep voice.

"Replying to the Grand Marshal."

"Looking at the banners."

"Ming army, Daning."

The Yuan general who came to report said with an ugly expression.

"Zhu Ying."

"It's him again."

Nahachu said coldly.

However.

At this moment, he was already besieged, at the end of his rope, and his eyes were full of the determination to die.

"Report!"

"The Ming army on the north side is charging toward the Grand Marshal's Mansion."

"They are less than three streets away from the Grand Marshal's Mansion."

One of Nahachu's personal guards ran over in a panic.

"How could it be so fast?"

Nahachu's face changed.

Although the Grand Marshal's Mansion was in the city.

Liaoyang City was huge, and it was very difficult to find the location so clearly.

Not to mention that it was in the midst of battle, with chaotic fighting, which made Nahachu even more puzzled.

"Kill, kill..."

Bursts of shouts reached the Grand Marshal's Mansion, showing that the Ming army was truly not far from his mansion.

"Pass down the order."

"All soldiers of the Grand Marshal's Mansion, follow this Grand Marshal to meet the enemy."

"Additionally, transmit this Grand Marshal's order."

"The Ming army has entered the city; our Great Yuan sons must fight to the death."

"If it really comes to the point where we truly cannot resist, let the lads decide as they see fit," Nahachu sighed and said to the personal guard in front of him.

Clearly.

Having reached this point.

Nahachu no longer expected everyone to live and die with him.

Even ants cling to life, let alone humans?

Time passed in a flash!

Outside the Grand Marshal's Mansion!

Six thousand of Nahachu's personal guards gathered and stood outside the Grand Marshal's Mansion.

Nahachu was clad in battle armor, standing in front of the mansion.

And in front of these six thousand personal guards.

Every street!

Every open space had been surrounded by the Ming army.

Leading one horse was Zhu Ying; around him, besides the Daning cavalry, were Daning border army infantry.

"Nahachu."

"You have nowhere to escape."

"By the Emperor's order."

"You have a chance to surrender."

Zhu Ying held his battle sword, which was still dripping with blood, and stared at Nahachu.

"Ming General Zhu Ying."

"I have heard your name for a long time."

"This Grand Marshal has been defeated."

"To say I was defeated by the Ming army, it would be better to say I was defeated by you."

"In the Battle of Tieling, I could have turned defeat into victory!"

"But because of you, Tieling ended in a disastrous defeat."

"I also lost my last chance to turn defeat into victory."

Nahachu also stared at Zhu Ying, carrying a sense of unwillingness.

If one were to say that the defensive failures at Jincheng and Kaiyuan made Nahachu angry, then the defeat at Tieling was true unwillingness.

Watching the dawn of victory approaching.

Yet it was forcibly broken by Zhu Ying.

This feeling made Nahachu desperate.

"The land of Liaodong was originally the ancestral land of our Huaxia Han people."

"Your Yuan court has occupied it for so many years, enslaving my Han clansmen for so many years; that is enough."

"At this very moment."

"No need for more words."

"Whether to fight or surrender, you decide."

Zhu Ying raised his sword, pointing directly at Nahachu.

The killing intent on his face did not diminish at all.

"Hahaha."

"I am the Grand Marshal of the Great Yuan, deeply favored by the Emperor."

"How could I surrender?"

"How can I surrender?"

Nahachu laughed, a fierce look gradually rising on his face.

(End of chapter)