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Urus shook his head vigorously when he heard Dayan Khan's words.

He picked Dayan Han up and ran toward the horse.

Seeing this, Dayan Han shouted angrily,

"Unfilial son, quickly…quickly put your father down!”

However, Urus seemed to have turned a deaf ear to him as he quickly ran forward.

Dayan Khan looked at Urus, who was unmoved, and frowned. He turned around and shouted at the guards around him.

"Men! All personal guards…listen up, quickly take Urus…away!”

"No, I can't! Father, your son will not leave! Don't worry, your son will definitely bring you out of here safely!”

"Men…men…this king isn't dead yet. Even this king's words…are you not going to listen to me?”

Hearing Dayan Han's shout, the guards stopped.

After exchanging glances, the personal guards stepped forward and followed Dayan Khan's orders. They grabbed Urus and dragged him toward the horse.

"Father!"

Urus 'eyes were filled with tears as he looked at Dayan Khan on the ground with a reluctant expression.

Just as father and son were deeply in love, it was difficult for them to part.

The sound of flintlocks seemed to ring in Dayan Khan's ears.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

Then, Dayan Khan discovered in horror that the group of personal guards who had been pulling Urus away had all fallen to the ground.

In front of him, Urus suddenly stopped moving. His voice and smile seemed to be the same as before.

However, there was a flower of blood between his eyebrows. Dark red blood was slowly flowing down from the middle of the flower of blood.

Dayan Han looked at everything in front of him with fear. His reluctant expression instantly turned into grief as he shouted,"

"No!"

With Dayan Han's sharp cry, Urus, who had lost his breath, finally fell to the ground.

Thud!

Dayan Han couldn't control his tears anymore, and they began to flow down his cheeks.

Just as Dayan Khan was filled with grief and wailing.

Not far away, Zhu Houzhao, with his legs clamped around the horse's belly, leisurely rode in front of Dayan Khan.

The horsewhip pointed at Dayan Khan on the ground and asked a Tartar captive beside him,"

"He is Dayan Khan?"

"Yes, yes, yes, he is Dayan Khan!”

Zhu Houzhao nodded and looked down at Dayan Khan on the ground. He said with a smile,

"Dayan Khan? I've heard a lot about you."

Dayan Khan, who was crying, heard the words that came from beside his ear. He raised his head, and his expression was no longer as sad as before. He stared at Zhu Houzhao coldly and said through gritted teeth.

"Daming Crown Prince…Zhu Houzhao?"

Hearing Dayan Khan call out his name, Zhu Houzhao chuckled and said,

"Yes, it's BenGong."

Zhu Houzhao's eyes swept over Dayan Khan's body after he finished his reply. When he saw the blood stains on his body, his expression changed. He ignored Dayan Khan and turned to the guard behind him.

"Someone, find a doctor and treat Dayan Khan's wound. Take out the lead bullet and see if it hit any vital points.

If it really doesn't work, bring me the thousand-year-old ginseng that bengong brought and cut a few pieces for Dayan Khan to use. This is also a great Tartar Khan, how can you be so slack!”

Zhu Houzhao turned his head after giving these instructions. He leaned on the horse's back and stared at Dayan Khan, who was sitting on the ground. He grinned and said softly.

"Um, Dayan Han, you should work hard too! Hold on a little longer! Bengong will definitely not give up on you.

No matter what, you have to hold on for a few more days. After the people of the border pass and the capital are happy, bengong will send you to Longevity Heaven!”

Hearing Zhu Houzhao's words, Dayan Khan felt ashamed and indignant. He was about to speak when he spat out a mouthful of blood.

As he spat out this mouthful of blood, Dayan Han's breathing became much smoother. After wiping the corner of his mouth, Dayan Han stared at Zhu Houzhao and shouted.

"Little brat! If he wanted to kill, then kill! Why do you have to humiliate me!"

Zhu Houzhao did not care about the other party's angry shout at all.

As he turned his horse around, he ordered the Tiger Troop beside him.

"Too many vulgarities, cut off your tongue! It would save him from scaring the commoners along the way when he entered the capital!”

"Yes, sir!"

The Tiger Troop got off their horses.

Dayan Khan, who was sitting on the ground, was terrified when he heard Zhu Houzhao's order. He didn't expect this youth to be so cold-blooded.

Just now, he was still smiling and talking, but in the end, he wanted to cut off his tongue just because of one sentence.

Dayan Khan looked at the soldiers of the Great Ming Dynasty who dismounted and walked towards him. With a face full of fear, he shouted at Zhu Houzhao,

"Brat, how dare you!"

"Ah…"

Zhu Houzhao heard the wails coming from behind him, but he didn't pay any attention to them. He curled his lips and looked ahead.

The grassland in front of him was filled with smoke. Those who could still stand were mostly in black armor.

Occasionally, a few armored Tatars would appear.

Before he could run far, he was struck by the flintlocks of the Tiger Troop and fell off his horse, motionless.

When the Tatar cavalry attacked the mountain, the 250,000 cavalry had been reduced by 30% due to the flintlocks of the Tiger Legion.

After that, they detonated the explosives buried at the bottom of the hill, and nearly 50% of them were killed.

The remaining 20%.

They were unable to block the charge of the Tiger Troop and were all knocked off their horses.

At the same time, as the number of Tartar cavalrymen decreased, the crackling sounds of flintlocks also began to taunt them.

Correspondingly, the wails of the Tartar cavalry gradually became the main melody of this land.

At this moment.

Zhu Houzhao suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves coming from afar.

He frowned when he heard this. Just as he was about to warn the Tiger Troop to be on guard…

From afar, he could see a Daming Dragon Flag fluttering in the wind among the charging cavalry.

It was the Great Ming Army!

When Zhu Houzhao saw the Great Ming Dragon Flag, his expression relaxed.

However, after a short while, Zhu Houzhao frowned and muttered to himself,"

"There seems to be something wrong with the number of soldiers here!”

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