[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut":3,"chapter-starting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut-starting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut-chapter-48":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starting from the Battlefield: Gathering Attributes to Build the All-Heavens Ming Dynasty",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2341855,4577,"Chapter 48: Raid Their Royal Court, Ten Thousand Horses Gallop!!","starting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut-chapter-48",48,"\u003Cp>For Aha Chu, and for the entire Jianzhou Tartar tribe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a small tribe, they could only rely on larger tribes; otherwise, in this brutal northern frontier where the strong devour the weak, they would have been wiped out long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to other Tartar tribes, the Jianzhou Tartars grew stronger only because of Yuan court support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though the Yuan court had weakened, to other tribes it was still the invincible Yuan court.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they angered the Great Ming, they could still migrate north, far away from the Great Ming; but if they angered the Yuan court, they would have no place left to survive in this northern frontier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a tribe’s chieftain, the first priority must be the tribe’s survival—and this was true for Aha Chu as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Agu Nu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I give you one final chance: you must annihilate this invading force of Ming troops.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And Zhu Ying.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You must capture him—preferably alive; if not, tear him into a thousand pieces,” Aha Chu said coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I will not disappoint the chieftain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If we fail to annihilate Zhu Ying and these Ming troops today, I will accept death,” Agu Nu immediately pledged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Ming have cavalry strength—I entrust you with my tribe’s last two thousand elite cavalry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do not let me down,” Aha Chu said, waving his hand with final resolve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Yuan court has repeatedly sent envoys demanding reinforcements; to refuse is treason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So we must eliminate this Ming force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the night sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jianzhou Tartar tribal court was eerily quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the most prosperous tribe within their territory,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it was surrounded by multiple other tribes, all guarding the main tribal court.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Together, these tribes numbered tens of thousands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elsewhere, especially in the tribes Zhu Ying had attacked, the Tartars had deployed heavy forces—another trap, waiting for Zhu Ying to strike again, so they could immediately encircle him with overwhelming numbers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although all their forces had been dispatched to deal with Zhu Ying,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the tribal court still retained several thousand troops, and beyond its walls, countless Tartar infantry patrolled under the night sky, with sentry posts far more thorough than those near the Great Ming border.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, this was the tribe’s main court—its defenses were stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And less than two li from this tribe,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>beneath the night sky,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a force like ghosts had assembled, surrounded by thousands upon thousands of warhorses—each dispersed, yet ready.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Garrison Commander.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As you ordered, the soldiers brought the warhorses in batches; scouts confirm we have not alerted the Tartar court’s guards,” Wei Quan reported to Zhu Ying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying nodded, his gaze fixed on the distant tribal court.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside its sentry posts, flames flickered; over a hundred watchtowers stood tall, and hundreds, even thousands of Tartar soldiers patrolled beyond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are the men ready?” Zhu Ying asked, his expression grim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rest assured, Garrison Commander—we are ready.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’ve explained everything to the men.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In this battle, we die without regret,” the Battalion Commanders chorused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying nodded, raising his carved bow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Drive the warhorses toward the Tartar tribe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ten thousand warhorses charging together—this force can crush every sentry post.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Our troops follow the horses,” Zhu Ying said firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your orders are received.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All Battalion Commanders replied in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the Battalion Commanders had returned to their units,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying did not hesitate—he shouted: “Attack.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brothers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Battalion Commanders roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Giddup! Giddup! Giddup!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soldiers screamed, whipping the surrounding warhorses with their reins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a chorus of warhorse neighs erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tens of thousands of horses surged forward, charging toward the Tartar tribal court.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten thousand horses charging—what a magnificent sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire night sky was drowned in the thunder of hooves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying roared, charging ahead with his battle saber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We follow the Garrison Commander to death!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All soldiers shouted, racing behind the thundering horses toward the Tartar tribal court.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the Tartar tribal court,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>patrolling Tartar soldiers stared in panic toward the direction of the thundering hooves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many sentry troops were jolted awake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enemy attack!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s the Ming—they’re coming!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They didn’t attack our tribes—they’ve come for our tribal court!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Quick… report to the chieftain!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Deploy defenses—hurry, deploy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tartar soldiers screamed in chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>no one was calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The once tranquil Jianzhou Tartar tribal court had fallen into turmoil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the troops stationed at the court were elite, trained in combat tactics taught by the Yuan court.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the front line of the court,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>sentry troops on watchtowers raised their bows; Tartar warriors within the court gathered, preparing bows, spears, moving with extreme caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fire!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As countless warhorses charged forward,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>under the night sky, only the sea of galloping horses was visible—as if tens of thousands of Ming cavalry were surging toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the watchtowers, within the court gates now shut,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tartar soldiers rained arrows wildly into the hazy darkness of the charging horses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the storm of arrows,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>many horses were pierced through—but horses are not men; even wounded, they screamed in pain yet could not stop, only kept charging forward with their companions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the blink of an eye,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ten thousand horses reached the tribal court’s gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing the watchtowers ahead and the gate,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the horses were driven relentlessly forward, without regard for life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom! Boom! Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A series of thunderous impacts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many horses died on impact against the gate, shaking it violently; others crashed into the palisades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this were a walled city, ten thousand charging horses would be nothing but fodder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this was a Tartar tribe—a northern frontier tribe—how could their palisades and gates compare to city walls?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These are Ming horses driven as weapons!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The palisades will break—the gate won’t hold!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless Tartar soldiers let out terrified cries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially those Tartars who had desperately blocked the camp gate, now enduring the impact of countless warhorses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tartar clan’s fence and gate reached their breaking point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The camp gate was shattered outright by the charging mass of warhorses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah… ah…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warhorses trampled forward, crushing straight through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless Tartars screamed in agony, trampled to death beneath the hooves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Garrison Commander is truly brilliant.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gathering the warhorses allows not only for mounting changes, but also greatly enhances our army’s charge power.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ten thousand horses charging—this rivals the frontal assault of tens of thousands of troops.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This battle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Will leave not a single piece of armor alive in this Tartar clan’s camp.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brothers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the ten thousand warhorses smash through the Tartar defenses, countless Great Ming soldiers roared in excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PS: Please follow! Please vote for recommendations and monthly tickets—immense thanks! New book period: two updates daily, no breaks. Chapter explosion upon subscription.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1115,"2026-06-20T23:30:09.614Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","403b0e8b650f7c39f9db2b17b1338464f0f574b01495291506939b6fd1937952","starting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut-chapter-49","starting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut-chapter-47",204,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut-cover.jpg"]