The Wala envoy returned to the Wala military camp and repeated what Zhu Qizhen had said in the central camp to the Yexian Khan and the leader of Arutai.
"Hahahaha…a 9-year-old kid, what a big shot!”
"Is there no one else in the Great Ming Army? It was actually their 9-year-old baby emperor personally leading the army.”
"This time, we must capture the Great Ming Emperor alive and give the Great Ming army a good beating!”
"That's right. We are occupying Juyong Pass now. The terrain here is dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack. I want to see how a 9-year-old can do anything to us.”
The Wala envoy trembled." Great Khan, I don't know why, but I feel that the nine-year-old emperor is very scary. I don't know if it's just an illusion."”
"What's there to be afraid of?" Yexian said arrogantly. Da Ming's fate is over, he can only send a child to fight with us.”
"Hahahahaha…"
The camp echoed with laughter.
……
The next day.
In front of the two armies.
Wala Khagan also personally led 100,000 cavalry to confront the 150,000 Great Ming army.
Horses trod across the battlefield, kicking up clouds of dust.
The two huge armies had already set up their battle formations.
Wala Khagan and the Great Ming Emperor, the two most powerful men, looked at each other from afar.
However, he was one generation older than Zhu Qizhen.
He first held his scimitar and pointed at the nine-year-old emperor. He said to the Wala soldiers in front of the formation,"Did you see that? The enemy leader we are about to face is just a brat who has just learned how to walk. Warriors of Wala, hold your scimitars tightly, kill all the enemies in front of you, and capture that devilish brat in the enemy camp!”
"He is the emperor of Great Ming!"
Yexian's words made the Wala cavalry warriors more and more excited.
As long as they captured the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, they would be able to carry supreme glory and gallop on the grasslands, obtaining higher authority.
The morale of the Wala warriors instantly soared, and they were impatient to fight.
When they looked at the Great Ming Army, their soldiers were in a strange formation.
At this moment, the army formation slowly opened up a path. The nine-year-old Zhu Qizhen, wearing True Dragon Armor and riding a Ferghana Horse worshiped by the Western Regions, appeared in front of the Ming army.
Zhu Qizhen's small hand lightly pulled the reins, and the Ferghana Horse immediately raised its front hooves with a screech.
Hiss hiss hiss
Zhu Qizhen sat on his horse and did not panic. He shouted," The Ming army is mighty!!!"
The soldiers in front of the formation were encouraged. They all bent their arms in front of their chests, and the soldiers holding spears shook the weapons in their hands in a mighty manner.
"Mighty! Mighty! Mighty!"
" The Ming army is mighty!!!"
Zhu Qizhen took out his long sword and waved it in front of the formation.
" Long live the Emperor!!!"
"Soldiers, today, under the banner of Great Ming, under the illumination of the sun, moon, mountains, and rivers, we will fight to the death with the enemy. It had been a hundred years, and the enemy had crossed the Great Wall again to spy on the Central Plains! Starting from Emperor Taizong, the land under our feet has been conquered five times, and three generations of soldiers have spilled the blood of heroes. Right now, they are watching us from the sky!”
"The enemy troops on the other side are wielding scimitars and riding fierce horses. They dream of burying our corpses in their pastures and fertile their land. They destroyed our houses, trampled our land, and killed our loved ones! Your land is here, your children are here, your parents and brothers are here, and your ancestors are buried here.”
"I don't care if you're afraid or not, because we have no choice! Once we retreat, our ancestors will hug each other and cry under the ground. Their unfilial children and grandchildren had lost the land they had exchanged for with their blood because of cowardice. Once you retreat, your wives and children will become slaves and suffer for the rest of your lives.”
"Soldiers, soldiers! "Today, I will stain the battlefield with blood with you. We will fight three battles and win three battles. We will cut down their flag and kill their generals. We will tell them to retreat from the Great Wall and leave Paul's corpse intact!”
"My last decree. If you see me fall off my horse, do not mourn or stop charging. Follow the flag closely, hold your spears tightly, wave your swords, and die!”
"The sun, moon, mountains, and rivers will always exist, and the Ming Dynasty will always exist!”
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
" The Ming army is mighty!!!"
"Mighty! Mighty! Mighty!"
"Charge!"
Zhu Qizhen waved the sword in his hand.
Suddenly, the bugle horns of the two armies sounded, and the troops of the two armies charged towards each other's positions…
Ten thousand horses galloped forward, surging forward like a wave…
It was grand and majestic…
The sounds of fighting continued to ring out on the battlefield…
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