Chapter 95

Through the battlefield ahead, the situation was chaotic.

Lan Yu saw many red-armored cavalrymen ahead frantically slaughtering the Yuan army; each one was incredibly fierce, and one by one, the Yuan soldiers died under their onslaught.

Moreover, the man at the very front radiated an imposing aura; he had just put down his bow and was charging into the fray with his blade.

"Zhu Ying!"

"It's him."

Even though this was the first time seeing Zhu Ying, Lan Yu recognized him at a glance.

Because news in the army had already spread about Zhu Ying, as well as his weapon and his bow.

They were now the talk of the army.

Even if he was unwilling at this moment, the battle situation was already clear.

Hala Zhang had been shot and killed by Zhu Ying.

"Damn it."

"How could he have come to Kaiyuan?"

"Hala Zhang, this was supposed to be my military merit."

Lan Yu felt no joy at the enemy commander being killed; instead, he felt a sense of anger.

It was as if a piece of fat meat already in his hand had been forcibly snatched away by someone else.

For the entire army, Zhu Ying leading his troops to break the city was a great achievement, reducing the casualties of thousands of Great Ming soldiers, but for Lan Yu, this was a literal theft of merit.

"Listen, you Yuan soldiers."

"Your commander has already been shot and killed by me, Zhu Ying. Those who lay down their weapons and surrender will be spared."

"Those who insist on resisting will be killed without mercy."

Zhu Ying shouted while charging and killing.

His battle blade swung.

Every strike was fatal to the enemy.

It was like chopping melons and vegetables.

He was like a god of slaughter.

Wherever he and his horse passed, it was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

"Killed Northern Yuan soldier, gained 10 points of spirit, gained 10 days of lifespan."

"Killed Northern Yuan soldier..."

The panel notifications were constant.

The next moment.

"Host's total attributes have broken through 3000 points, rewarded with one First Rank treasure chest." The panel prompted.

Then.

A sense of sublimation swept through his entire body.

All fatigue vanished.

His strength increased.

"Total attributes have broken through three thousand."

"As expected, killing the enemy is the fastest way." Zhu Ying thought with excitement in his heart.

He continued to charge and kill.

"Zhu Ying, it's that killing star from the Ming army."

"Prince Yun'an died at his hands."

"The Grand General was really shot and killed by this Zhu Ying."

"Retreat, quickly retreat to the Dongmen."

"Otherwise, we will really be surrounded by the Ming army."

"Hurry..."

Seeing that Hala Zhang had truly been shot and killed, the morale of the remaining Yuan army panicked instantly.

There was no fighting spirit to speak of.

The army scattered and fled toward various parts of the city.

A small portion also directly laid down their weapons and knelt to surrender.

The name of Zhu Ying.

Now it had spread not only within the Great Ming army but also among the Yuan army.

It was truly because Zhu Ying was too fierce; he had beheaded their Prince Yun'an. One must know that Man Jier was the number one fierce general under Nahachu. The various tribes of the grassland, and even the Northern Yuan, valued strength above all, especially in the army.

Their number one warrior Man Jier was beheaded by Zhu Ying, which also spread Zhu Ying's prestige.

Unknowingly, Zhu Ying's prestige had already spread.

"Kill!!"

Zhu Ying would not let go of this opportunity to collect attributes, so he spurred his horse to charge.

He continued to kill the enemy.

As Zhu Ying killed his way into the city and dealt with Hala Zhang, and as Lan Yu led his troops into the city, the overall situation in the city was naturally settled.

The next question was naturally how many Yuan soldiers to kill and how many to capture.

Time continued.

The army closed in, attacking all the way.

The soldiers under Zhu Ying also charged frantically.

The power of the cavalry was fully displayed.

The corpses of Yuan soldiers were scattered everywhere in the city, and fresh blood dyed the entire city red.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

Time gradually passed!

After dealing with Halazhang.

It was the cleanup of all Yuan soldiers in the city.

Soon.

After night fell.

The tragic battle had already ended.

In front of the Kaiyuan City government office.

Many generals were waiting.

But at this moment.

When Zhu Ying stood on the right with a group of personal guards waiting.

Opposite.

Lan Yu and many fierce Huaixi generals looked at Zhu Ying with eyes full of malice.

They had finally broken into the city, thinking of capturing and killing Halazhang to achieve great merit.

But the result was snatched away by Zhu Ying.

This feeling was no better than Zhao Yong and the others watching helplessly as Zhu Ying broke through Jincheng.

"You, are you Zhu Ying?"

Lan Yu stared at Zhu Ying and asked coldly.

His tone was also very unfriendly.

"May I ask who you are?"

Although he recognized Lan Yu, Zhu Ying pretended not to know him.

"This Marquis, Lan Yu."

Lan Yu said coldly.

"Oh."

Zhu Ying had a look of sudden realization, then said: "So it is Marquis Yongchang, this subordinate greets General Lan."

Saying this.

Zhu Ying just cupped his fists and bowed, performing a military salute.

"Wasn't your unit in the Jincheng territory? Why did you come to Kaiyuan?"

A general beside Lan Yu, Chang Mao, asked with great dissatisfaction.

"General Fu knew that Kaiyuan City was still under bitter attack, so he specially sent this subordinate to reinforce."

"However, this subordinate arrived coincidentally, just in time to see General Lan leading troops to attack the city and falling into a bitter battle, so I led troops to break through the Dongmen of Kaiyuan, broke this city, and achieved this victory."

"As fellow Great Ming warriors, this is my duty."

"General Lan does not need to thank me."

Zhu Ying smiled and replied.

Hearing this.

Lan Yu's eyes narrowed, and his gaze toward Zhu Ying became even more dissatisfied.

This sentence was undoubtedly Zhu Ying being sarcastic.

Although it sounded righteous, it was actually mocking Lan Yu, leaving him speechless.

After all, they were both Great Ming troops, and this action to break the city did indeed solve the Yuan army, allowing Lan Yu to lead his troops to break the city; otherwise, Lan Yu breaking the city would definitely not have been so simple.

For many Great Ming soldiers attacking the city, it was a good thing, but for Lan Yu and the others, it was definitely not a good thing; the great merit was snatched away.

But even so, Lan Yu had nothing to say and could only glare fiercely.

"Zhu Ying."

"You are so shameless."

"Our army has been attacking Kaiyuan for many days, and we were just about to break the city, but you stuck your foot in."

"You just came to snatch merit."

"I'll beat you to death."

Lan Yu was arrogant by nature, but Chang Mao under his command was even more arrogant.

At this moment, he could no longer suppress his anger, rushed toward Zhu Ying, and raised his fist to strike at Zhu Ying.

However, his fist seemed like a child's in front of Zhu Ying.

Zhu Ying gently raised his hand and directly grasped Chang Mao's fist.

"General Chang."

"As fellow comrades, you actually raise your hand against a comrade?"

"I will definitely report this matter to the Grand General."

Zhu Ying said with a pained and helpless expression, but he laughed in his heart: "These fierce Huaixi generals, although good at fighting, really only know how to fight. This should be Chang Mao, right? No, he doesn't know how to fight; it was his father Chang Yuchun who knew how to fight. He just inherited his father's Duke position. In terms of ability, he is not as good as Lan Yu, not as good as Zhao Yong and the others."

"His ability is not good, but his temper is quite big."

Seeing that his fist felt like it had hit a stone and was so easily blocked by Zhu Ying, Chang Mao seemed to be provoked.

"You bastard, you deserve to die." Chang Mao cursed.

He raised his left fist and struck at Zhu Ying again, completely enraged.

But this time Zhu Ying would not indulge him.

He pushed with force.

Chang Mao immediately felt a force he could not block.

He stumbled.

His whole body was pushed flying, and he fell face-first into the dirt.

"General Chang."

"You repeatedly raise your hand, and this subordinate only pushed you once; how can you be so weak?"

"However, military discipline in the army is strict; you must manage your temper well." Zhu Ying said with a half-smile.

"You..."

Chang Mao stood up from the ground, looking at Zhu Ying with eyes spitting fire, wishing he could tear Zhu Ying into ten thousand pieces.

And Zhu Ying looked on calmly, not afraid at all.

His total attributes had already broken through three thousand; even the battle power of the Overlord of Western Chu was not as strong as his. He could kill his way out even in the midst of a chaotic army, so how could Zhu Ying be afraid of these fierce Huaixi generals?

Forbearance?

This was not Zhu Ying's style.

After all.

If he were to forbear.

Ying Tian would probably be very disappointed.

After all, Zhu Ying also saw the purpose of the Ying Tian imperial power: to foster generals in the army and weaken Huaixi.

Getting close to Huaixi would actually be bad.

"Enough."

At this moment!

A cold shout came from behind.

Only to see, under the protection of a group of personal guards.

Feng Sheng, wearing a red cloak, arrived under the protection of a group of personal guards.

His face was ugly at this moment.

Seeing the person arrive.

Chang Mao immediately stood up from the ground, a look of panic appearing on his face.

And the surrounding generals also gathered one after another, bowing to Feng Sheng: "Greetings, Grand General."

"Greetings, Grand General."

Zhu Ying was naturally no exception, bowing to salute.

Behind him, Zhang Wu, Wei Quan, and other officers also saluted one after another.

"En."

Feng Sheng nodded and raised a hand.

Signaling the generals to be at ease.

But at this moment, his gaze fell on Chang Mao.

"Chang Mao."

"What do you want to do?"

"Raising your hand against a comrade in the army?"

"Who gave you the guts?" Feng Sheng scolded coldly.

"Grand General."

"This Zhu Ying shamelessly snatched merit, this subordinate is angry, this subordinate is unconvinced, and the brothers are even more unconvinced." Chang Mao raised his head, still saying with great dissatisfaction, while his gaze glared fiercely at Zhu Ying.

"Shut up."

Seeing Chang Mao's stubbornness, Feng Sheng scolded again.

Afterwards.

Looking at the Great Ming soldiers around who had fought bravely and were still dripping with blood.

"Chang Mao."

"Look at the soldiers around you."

"Which one of them did not fight bravely?"

"Which one of them did not fight the Yuan army to the end to enter the city?"

"I tell you."

"In this battle, if it weren't for General Zhu Ying leading troops to break the Dongmen of Kaiyuan, if it weren't for him leading troops to kill into the city and straight to the Yuan army's central government office."

"Do you think the Yuan army would have had gaps in their defense at the Ximen? Do you think the Yuan army would have retreated?"

"If it weren't for General Zhu Ying, I don't know how many more Great Ming soldiers would have been injured or killed before we could take Kaiyuan."

"General Zhu's merit was earned entirely by fighting to the death. In your eyes, do you think our thousands of Great Ming soldiers deserved to be shot and killed by the Yuan army while attacking the city? In your eyes, do you think our Great Ming soldiers deserved to die for your so-called military merit?"

Feng Sheng scolded Chang Mao.

This time.

He was truly angry.

Avoiding casualties when they could be avoided.

Forcing friendly forces not to reinforce for the sake of so-called military merit was, in Feng Sheng's view, a foolish act.

And.

This was even more proof that their own troop-leading ability was not good.

Zhu Ying attacked the city with less than eight thousand cavalry and broke it.

While Lan Yu's command initially attacked with one hundred thousand troops, but after attacking the city for nearly a month, they lost soldiers and generals, with nearly twenty thousand casualties.

Comparing the two.

Zhu Ying originally had only ten thousand cavalry under his command, but after breaking Jincheng and now attacking Kaiyuan, he still had eight thousand cavalry; this combat power could not be said to be weak.

Of course.

The root cause was Chang Mao's stupidity.

Feng Sheng was scolding him, but he was actually saving him.

Under the gaze of so many eyes.

He actually said Zhu Ying snatched merit; how ignorant was this?

Under the gaze of so many people.

He actually raised his hand directly against Zhu Ying?

How stupid this was!

If this matter reached Ying Tian, it would be a crime.

Even if he, Chang Mao, was the son of the former Prince of Kaiping, Chang Yuchun, he would not be able to avoid punishment.

Hearing what Feng Sheng said.

Chang Mao's face also changed.

He also realized that he had indeed gone a bit too far in this matter.

"Chang Mao."

"To be honest."

"If your father's spirit in heaven knew how stupid you were, he would also be very disappointed."

"Our Great Ming soldiers fighting bravely on the battlefield is to kill the enemy, not to deal with comrades."

"On the battlefield, there is no fighting for merit, only killing the enemy."

"Today."

"As the Grand General, I will fine you half a year's salary as a warning to others." Feng Sheng said immediately.

Regarding this.

Chang Mao knelt down immediately: "This subordinate accepts the punishment."

Even so.

Chang Mao's hatred for Zhu Ying did not decrease at all.

Lan Yu on the side also had a livid face.

He also had a fiery temper, and this time Chang Mao being punished was undoubtedly a slap in his face.

However.

Chang Mao had said what was in his heart.

"General Zhu."

"General Chang has a fiery personality, please forgive him."

Feng Sheng turned his head and looked at Zhu Ying, his gaze also carrying a bit of scrutiny and examination.

Today.

It was also the first time Feng Sheng had seen Zhu Ying.

"Truly as rumored, young and fierce in battle."

"Perhaps! It really is that each generation produces its own heroes." Feng Sheng thought silently in his heart.

"Grand General, you are too kind."

"We are all Great Ming warriors, this subordinate will not quibble over trifles." Zhu Ying immediately cupped his fists and replied.

"I have long heard that General Zhu is young and heroic, and good at leading troops in battle."

"Seeing you today, it is indeed so."

"This time, thanks to General Zhu leading troops to break the Dongmen of Kaiyuan City, making Halazhang timid and chaotic, and having thoughts of retreat, otherwise I fear we would not have been able to take this Kaiyuan City today."

"This merit, General Zhu deserves it." Feng Sheng praised with a smile.

At this moment!

One of Feng Sheng's personal guards carried a corpse and arrived.

"Grand General."

"Halazhang's corpse is here."

"He died from an arrow through the heart."

The leading personal guard respectfully reported to Feng Sheng.

Feng Sheng turned his head to look.

Halazhang's eyes were wide open, his expression was painful, the armor on his body was intact, only his heart had been pierced by a sharp arrow.

"Good archery, one arrow to kill."

Even though Feng Sheng had been through a hundred battles, after seeing this arrow, he couldn't help but sigh.

Afterwards, he looked around: "Who shot this arrow?"

When he said this.

Feng Sheng also looked at Lan Yu and the other generals.

However, facing this question.

Lan Yu, Chang Mao, and the others had angry gazes, full of unwillingness.

No one responded.

Lan Yu's face was even gloomier; he had originally thought he could show off his skills in this battle and achieve the merit of breaking Kaiyuan and beheading Halazhang.

But unexpectedly, he was overshadowed by Zhu Ying. Chang Mao was even more gritting his teeth, and the hatred in his heart for Zhu Ying grew stronger.

Feng Sheng saw that no one answered.

He turned his head again to look at the generals behind Zhu Ying, as well as the Daning cavalry.

"It seems this arrow was shot by a soldier of the Daning border army." Feng Sheng smiled slightly and said.

"General Zhu, you must find out who shot this arrow."

"Our Great Ming will not treat any meritorious soldier unfairly." Feng Sheng said.

"Reporting to the Grand General."

"This arrow was shot by our General."

Zhang Wu stood out and said with pride and fanaticism.

"Shot by General Zhu?"

Feng Sheng was startled.

"Our General always charges at the front when going into battle, and this arrow also has the General's mark." Zhang Wu replied respectfully.

Hearing this.

Feng Sheng walked to Halazhang's corpse.

Then he took the arrow that had pierced his heart.

He pulled it out with force.

On the arrow bamboo, there were two characters: Zhu Ying.

Looking at these two characters, Feng Sheng also understood completely.

No wonder Lan Yu and the others were silent; it seems they already knew who shot this arrow.

"Chief Supervisor."

Feng Sheng shouted loudly.

"This subordinate is here."

A general ran over quickly.

"Record the merit."

"Record it truthfully and report it to Ying Tian." Feng Sheng said loudly.

"This subordinate obeys the order." The Chief Supervisor replied loudly.

"Also."

"General Lan and many other generals also led the charge, and the merit of breaking the Ximen of Kaiyuan City should also be recorded." Feng Sheng said again.

"All military merits, this subordinate will truthfully report to the Ministry of War." The Chief Supervisor replied immediately.

Whether it was the Guard Supervisor, or the subordinate supervisors, or the superior supervisors, although they were in the army, they were not directly under the command of the Grand General or the main commander; they were directly under the Ministry of War, and they were stationed in the army by the Ministry of War to count military merits and avoid bias.

"Kaiyuan City is settled."

"Generals, enter the government office hall to discuss matters."

Feng Sheng scanned the circle and said loudly.

Afterwards, he strode toward the government office.

Lan Yu and the other fierce Huaixi generals looked at Zhu Ying, but in the end, they didn't dare to do anything more to Zhu Ying; after glaring at him, they followed Feng Sheng into the Kaiyuan City government office.

"Wei Quan, Zhang Wu."

"Take the brothers to find a place to set up camp and treat the wounded soldiers." Zhu Ying gave an instruction.

"This subordinate obeys."

Wei Quan and Zhang Wu replied immediately.

Afterwards, they went to arrange it immediately.

Just as Zhu Ying was about to follow into the government office.

"Zhu Ying."

A voice shouted with excitement.

Hearing this familiar voice.

Zhu Ying looked over immediately.

Coming into view.

It was Bu Wan.

Behind him followed Chen Heng and Liu Zhen.

Immediately.

Zhu Ying smiled and walked over quickly.

"This subordinate greets the Regional Military Commissioner."

Zhu Ying also came to Bu Wan and bowed excitedly.

"Hahaha."

"Good lad."

"Haven't seen you for more than half a year."

"You have really brought honor to our Daning."

Bu Wan looked excited and patted Zhu Ying.

Although he was a civil official, it could be seen that he also had some of the temperament of a military general at this moment.

"General Chen, General Liu."

Zhu Ying immediately cupped his fists to Chen Heng and Liu Zhen.

"Good lad."

"You have really brought honor."

"Blood-washed the Tatars, beheaded their clan leader, broke through Jincheng, beheaded the Northern Yuan Prince Yun'an, and now you have led troops to break Kaiyuan and beheaded Halazhang."

"I feel inferior, really inferior." Chen Heng also said with emotion.

Now.

His gaze toward Zhu Ying was not the way he looked at a subordinate before, but a kind of respect for a strong person in the army.

Liu Zhen was the same, cupping his fists in return.

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