Chapter 29

Hearing this report.

General Agunu, who had just ordered reinforcements to the northern tribe, had his expression change.

"Wait, do not pass the order."

General Agunu immediately called a halt to the general who was preparing to mobilize troops for reinforcement.

"General, why?" the Tatar general asked, puzzled.

"Originally, I could not understand why the Ming army would attack from the northern tribe; after all, that is the heartland of our tribe. Once discovered by our tribe, as long as enough troops are dispatched, they can be surrounded and annihilated, and they would have nowhere to escape."

"But now I understand."

"The one attacking our northern tribe is the Ming army's bait, a smokescreen."

"The Ming army's true purpose is to gather troops to attack our southern tribe." General Agunu looked suddenly enlightened, as if he had seen through the Ming army's trick.

"Then General, what should we do?"

Several Tatar generals standing by respectfully asked.

"Increase troops to defend the southern tribe." General Agunu did not hesitate at all.

"Yes."

The Tatar generals led their troops and quickly retreated.

"Ming army."

"I, General Agunu, am the warrior most relied upon by the tribal leader. You want to lure me into reinforcing the northern tribe and then increase troops to attack the southern one—your plan is quite good, but in the end, it has been seen through by me."

"Although our tribe has suffered some small losses at the hands of your Ming army, compared to the Great Yuan destroying your Ming country, these are just minor damages."

"Just wait until the Great Yuan breaks through your Ming country's Daning, and our tribe can also raise all our weapons, kill into the Central Plains, and seize everything of your Ming country."

Greed surged in General Agunu's eyes.

Turning his gaze back!

The Tatar northern tribe.

This tribe had a population of no less than twenty or thirty thousand; it was not a small tribe.

At this moment, Zhu Ying was still charging and killing frantically; the battle blade in his hand had not stopped since he first charged into this tribe.

As long as he saw a Tatar, he would slash down without any pity.

"Killed a Tatar foot soldier, picked up 20 points of strength."

"Killed a Tatar foot soldier, picked up 40 days of lifespan."

"Host's total attributes have broken through 600 points, rewarded with one ordinary treasure chest."

The panel prompted.

In less than the time it takes to burn an incense stick since charging in, Zhu Ying had already beheaded an unknown number of Tatars, and his total attributes had directly improved.

At the moment his total attributes ascended, it was like leveling up; the sublimation of all attributes caused all his fatigue to dissipate completely.

"Brothers."

"Burn this Tatar tribe."

"Kill."

Zhu Ying shouted loudly.

The battle blade danced, killing frantically.

As long as it was a Tatar, he killed them.

The attributes he picked up also made Zhu Ying feel comfortable all over.

Behind Zhu Ying.

In the dark night, dozens of torches were dazzling, and thousands of Great Ming soldiers used these torches as a guide, charging and killing frantically.

Hearing Zhu Ying's order.

Many personal guards did not hesitate at all, once again lighting the torches and fire starters they carried, and throwing them at the tents of this Tatar tribe.

Just in the blink of an eye.

Raging flames surged within this Tatar tribe.

"Where are our tribe's warriors?"

"Why haven't they come to fight yet?"

"Damn Ming people..."

"Spare my life..."

The Tatars in this tribe shouted in terror, wanting their warriors to come and save them, but under this slaughter of the camp raid, all their shouting was only a stimulation to the Great Ming soldiers.

Slaughter.

Frantic slaughter!

The Great Ming cavalry were like a long dragon of slaughter, charging and killing frantically within this tribe.

Zhu Ying was like the head of this long dragon; the blade passed, and countless Tatars perished under his blade.

Sounds of killing, sounds of screaming.

The boiling sound of raging flames burning.

Tore the tranquility under the night sky.

This Tatar northern tribe was completely thrown into chaos by Zhu Ying leading the army to charge and kill; countless were slaughtered, and corpses were strewn across the field.

Blue Flag Tribe.

"General."

"The situation is a bit wrong."

"The Ming army at the southern tribe only probed a bit, fired some arrows, and then retreated; they never attacked at all, and I don't know what they mean." A Tatar general respectfully reported to General Agunu.

General Agunu wore a puzzled expression: "What exactly is the Ming army's intention?"

"Report."

"The northern tribe is asking for reinforcements."

"The Ming army has broken through the tribe, the tribesmen are being slaughtered by the Ming army, and blood is flowing like a river."

"Please, General, make a decision."

A Tatar messenger from the northern tribe came before General Agunu and said sorrowfully.

"What?"

General Agunu's expression changed.

"Could it be that I have fallen into a trap?"

"The Ming army was not going to attack our southern tribe at all, but the northern one?" General Agunu thought in panic.

"Quick."

"Immediately mobilize troops and follow me to the northern tribe to rescue them."

General Agunu realized something was wrong.

He immediately gave the order.

He himself also immediately ran toward his warhorse and mounted it.

Time flew by!

The night curtain gradually receded, and the sky began to brighten.

When General Agunu led the army to the northern tribe, his expression was extremely ugly.

Everywhere there were burning tents, everywhere there were corpses, and everywhere there were people wailing.

The entire tribe seemed to have been destroyed.

"Ming people, how dare you!"

General Agunu's eyes surged with anger, his voice hoarse and filled with hatred.

"General."

"The Ming army raided our tribe under the cover of night."

"The tribe suffered heavy losses, and more than ten thousand tribesmen died."

A Tatar general reported to General Agunu with a bitter expression.

"How many Ming troops raided last night?" General Agunu asked through gritted teeth.

"I... I don't know."

"The Ming army charged into the tribe and just killed; they were like a long dragon."

"We couldn't stop them at all." The remaining Tatar general replied in fear.

"Although the northern tribe only had a few thousand troops, you actually didn't even manage to keep a single Ming soldier?" General Agunu asked with cold eyes.

"I... I..."

The Tatar general was extremely terrified and didn't know what to say.

The Ming army's raid was extremely fast, and his tribe was lax in defense; after the camp was broken, everyone was panicked and at a loss, and they didn't organize much of a counterattack at all.

This was the consequence of having no defense against a camp raid.

"Pursue."

"Nualin."

"Pursue for me."

"Tear these Ming soldiers into ten thousand pieces."

"They have ventured deep into our tribe's heartland; they cannot escape."

"Take advantage of the daylight and catch up to them." General Agunu roared.

"Yes."

A Tatar general immediately replied.

Then he led the troops to pursue along the direction of the Ming army's escape.

"Ming army, Ming country."

"I will definitely make you pay for this blood debt." General Agunu cursed with hatred.

Looking at the tragic mess of this tribe, with almost half of the tribe burned to the ground, how could he not hate?

And in the northern frontier more than twenty miles away from this northern tribe.

It was still within the territory of the Jianzhou Tatars.

"Stop."

Zhu Ying raised a hand.

And reined in his warhorse.

"Stop."

The various Battalion Commanders gave orders one after another, and the thousands of Ming cavalry who were marching rapidly stopped their pace.

Looking at them at this moment.

Every one of them had their battle armor stained with blood, and their weapons stained with blood.

They looked like an army that had killed its way out of the underworld.

"Count the numbers."

Zhu Ying turned his horse and said loudly.

"Count the numbers based on the Company."

"Report immediately."

The various Battalion Commanders also shouted loudly.

Then.

The counting of numbers began.

(End of this chapter)