It was daytime!
It was a sunny day.
Zhu Houzhao was in the back garden, reading the memorial that Cao Zhengchun had submitted.
Other than the memorials from the court, there was also the military situation of Datong Prefecture.
At this moment, the Tatars outside Da Tong Prefecture and the Great Ming troops stationed in Da Tong were already at loggerheads!
Datong Prefecture.
In the Tartar army camp outside Da Tong Prefecture, the Tartar King and many tribal leaders were discussing how to plunder. Seeing that the reinforcements from Da Tong Prefecture had arrived, it was no longer realistic to attack Da Tong Prefecture. They could only take a step back and find a few counties with weak city defenses. They would plunder and burn them, and kidnap some women.
In the tent of the King of Tartar, the King of Tartar held a golden cup and looked at the other tribal leaders. He said loudly,"Da Tong Prefecture's defense weapons are too sharp. It's better to go to the surrounding counties and plunder wantonly.”
The other tribe leaders echoed.
At this moment!
Outside the tent of the King of Tartar, there was a sudden clamor.
Whoosh!
The curtain of the Tartar King's tent was lifted, and a dignified man holding a long sword appeared in front of them.
The man held a sharp sword, and blood dripped from the blade.
The Tartar King's expression changed. He mumbled something, but the people who broke into the tent couldn't understand a word.
"If you want to know who I am! I'll tell you, I'm the Iron Gut God Marquis Zhu Budian!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he opened his palm. In an instant, more than ten Tartar tribe leaders were sucked over by him. He raised his hand and slashed down, and more than ten heads fell to the ground.
Zhu Houzhao tore off a piece of felt cloth and wrapped the head of the King of Tartar. He carried the head and walked out of the tent!
Many Tartar soldiers had already gathered.
Iron-guts had killed his way into the main tent. He had not chosen to do it at night, as he disdained assassinations at night.
If he wanted to kill someone, he would do it during the day. If he was determined to kill someone, who could stop him?
Taking the head of a general in an army of ten thousand was as easy as taking it out of a bag. Zhu Budian had done it!
Ancient generals had done this before, but that was only on the battlefield. No one had ever done what Zhu Budian had done, killing his way into the enemy and taking the head of the enemy's leader!
Kill!
Zhu Budian held his sword and tied the head of the King of Tartar to his waist. He slaughtered a bloody path through the 300,000-strong Tartar camp!
On the city pass of Datong Prefecture, Wang Shouren and Qi Jingtong saw a scene that they could never imagine in their lives.
The Tartar army camp was suddenly in chaos. The Tartars howled like wild beasts.
They stood on top of the dangerous pass and saw a path filled with blood. Behind that path, there were corpses one after another.
The sword fell, and the horse was about to be split into two!
They saw a person charging out of the Tartar army camp and killing his way to the dangerous pass of Datong Prefecture!
The Tartars charged forward with all their might. The person who had charged out of the Tartar camp seemed to have poked a hornet's nest and made the Tartars go crazy.
However, Wang Shouren and Qi Jingtong smiled.
They were not afraid that the Tartars would not attack the city, but they were afraid that the Tartars would escape!
Crouching Tiger Cannon!
Set up the cannons!
The 4,000 Tiger Cannons were loaded with ammunition.
The other thirty-six city cannons were also loaded with ammunition. The iron bullets of the city cannons were all large iron balls that weighed 30 jin. They were extremely powerful.
In addition to these standard cannons, Datong Prefecture also had 4,000 cannons of different specifications. The power of these cannons varied, and the range of their shells also varied.
Shua!
A figure landed on the dangerous pass of Datong Prefecture. He casually threw the head of the King of Tartar to the ground and rolled far away.
"The head of the Tartar King is here. The Tartar army camp is in chaos. Lord Wang, I'll leave the rest of the battle to you.”
Clang!
Zhu Budian sheathed the sword in his hand. For a moment, his monstrous killing intent was restrained. Zhu Budian seemed to have become that honest and dignified elder again!
Who could associate him with the living demon god who broke into the Tartar camp alone and killed the Tartar King?
"We will not disappoint the Divine Overlord!"
"All soldiers!" Shouren Wang pulled out the long sword at his waist and roared,"Fire! Open fire!"
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Ten thousand cannons fired at the same time!
In an instant, smoke filled the entire sky of Datong Prefecture.
Countless artillery shells landed on the heads of the charging Tartars!
The real iron cannonball smashed into flesh and blood. In an instant, the Tartars knew what it meant to destroy the world!
Datong Prefecture pool towering steep, Tartar more cavalry, not good at attacking the city.
After taking the head of the King of Tartar and poking the hornet's nest, the 300,000 soldiers of the Tartar army roared and charged at Datong Prefecture without a leader.
However, Da Tong Prefecture was the most important city on the nine sides that was armed with heavy artillery. The number of soldiers guarding the city reached 200,000.
The reason why the Nine Border Fortress was able to provide support so quickly was because of the Great Wall.
The Ming Great Wall was the most complete Great Wall. It stretched for two thousand miles and could be used for marching. One could travel eighty miles in a day. Walking between the mountains was as easy as walking on flat ground.
In the Ming Dynasty, the Great Wall was not only a defensive fortification, but also an offensive defense. With the Great Wall as a natural barrier, the mobility of the Ming Dynasty's troops was superior to other countries.
The transportation of soldiers and horses on the Great Wall was not affected by the weather, terrain, or environment. Even if the weather was freezing, the Great Wall could still transport soldiers and horses...
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Ten thousand cannons fired at the same time!
The Tartar cavalrymen that were charging towards Datong Prefecture were covered in artillery shells.
Smoke rose everywhere!
Blood and flesh!
The warhorses howled!
They fled in all directions!
Compared to the Tartars, the warhorses were more afraid of cannons. Once the cannons rang out, the warhorses panicked and rammed into each other.
On the Datong City Pass, Iron-bold Divine Marquis turned around and looked at the tragic scene below the city pass. Such a grand battle was not something he could command…
Ironguts was deeply disappointed…
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