Beyond the Great Wall.
The green grass was lush.
The vanguard cavalry of the Tartars, led by Dayan Khan's second son Urus, was galloping toward the Xuan Manor.
The assassination of his elder brother, Truborot, had infuriated his father, Dayan Khan.
However, Urus, the second son of Dayan Khan, had been suppressing the ecstasy in his heart.
According to the tradition of the eldest son inheritance in Tartar, Urus, who was originally ranked second, thought that he would never have a chance to take that position in his life.
However, who would have thought that his brother would suddenly be assassinated and that he would not have any children?
He had been pushed to the position of the first heir in an instant.
Urus urgently needed a chance to prove his ability and be worthy of the position of the first heir.
That was why he had asked his father for an edict to take on the role of the vanguard.
At the same time, they were prepared to enter the pass from the mountain pass around Xuan Manor and attack Datong from both inside and outside.
They sped along the way.
Urus took the lead and ran at the front of the team.
As Urus was galloping, he suddenly realized something.
The originally endless grassland in front of him actually began to have human figures moving.
From the looks of it, the number of people on their side was not much different.
Urus, who saw this scene, immediately became excited and ruthless.
The children of the grasslands were fearless.
As the new Chosen One of the Tartar royal family, Urus could not back down.
At this moment, the two armies met on a narrow road. It was the time to show their bravery.
Urus, who thought of this, pulled out his saber and pointed it forward with a fierce expression. However, before he could give the order to charge.
A dash of gold in the enemy's formation suddenly entered Urus 'eyes.
"Golden armor!"
Urus could not help but exclaim.
Gold!
Be it in the Tartars or the Great Ming, they were all representatives of the imperial power.
Not ordinary people can wear or enjoy it.
In addition to the fact that the Great Ming Crown Prince had issued a letter of challenge!
The identity of the person in front of him was immediately obvious.
Urus, who realized this, immediately became ecstatic, and he secretly calculated in his heart.
If he could kill or capture the Ming Crown Prince alive at this moment.
At that time, in front of his father and those tribal leaders…
Urus 'face turned red at the thought of this. His right hand, which was holding the saber, also began to tremble slightly due to excitement.
This was an opportunity that could not be missed!
Urus 'expression became more and more excited. He pointed his blade at the golden-armored him and took a deep breath before shouting.
"Daming Crown Prince is just opposite!
Everyone, follow me and kill these wise people!
Capture the Great Ming Crown Prince alive!"
After Urus shouted, he took the lead and charged at the Ming army with a crazy expression.
The blade was pointed at the golden figure opposite him.
In his heart, as long as he could capture or kill that golden figure, he would be able to kill it.
The Great Ming army in front of him would collapse on its own.
The Tartars could also lead the grasslands to rise again like their ancestor, Wa Ci Yexian.
"Charge! Charge! Kill!"
"Kill the Great Ming Crown Prince! Tartarus! Wu La of the grassland!"
Urus, who was leading the charge, seemed to have seen the future of the grasslands.
The Tatar cavalrymen behind Urus were also affected by Urus 'emotions. They seemed to have gone crazy as they rode their horses and galloped toward the Ming army.
"Kill! Kill the Ming Crown Prince, Tartar Ula!”
"Kill! Wulaul
……
Just as Urus was leading the Tartar Cavalry to charge…
Zhu Houzhao looked at the approaching vanguard and estimated the distance.
He immediately stopped his horse. When the Dragon Flag Legion behind him saw the Crown Prince's actions, everyone did the same. The entire Tiger Legion instantly stopped.
Zhu Houzhao's voice rang out.
"Everyone, get ready!"
"Shoot!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Zhu Houzhao had just finished speaking.
The continuous gunshots began to resound across the grassland.
The Tartar cavalrymen who had been charging at the front were instantly hit by lead bullets. They staggered and fell off their horses.
Urus, who was charging forward, saw this scene and his eyes immediately widened as he shouted loudly.
"Be careful, it's a firearm! Everyone, quickly hide under your horses!"
Urus, who had finished shouting, took the lead and hid under his horse.
The children of the grasslands were skilled in riding. After hearing Urus 'words, the group of Tartar cavalrymen followed suit.
Or hide it under the horse's belly.
Or hide beside the horse.
He relied on the horse he was riding to block the attack from the musket.
For a moment, the speed at which the Tartar cavalrymen fell from their horses slowed down significantly.
However, the bullets from the flintlock began to gather on the warhorses.
The number of warhorses that had fallen to the ground and could not get up also began to increase.
The speed of the Tartar cavalrymen also slowed down because of the obstruction of the fallen horses.
Urus frowned when he saw this.
Cavalrymen who had lost their speed were no different from being slaughtered when faced with a musket attack.
Urus instinctively slowed down his warhorse and gradually disappeared into the ranks of the Tartar cavalry.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The flintlock continued to fire.
The Tatar cavalrymen suddenly realized that using their horses as shields was useless.
Their warhorses were shot and fell, and they couldn't escape the shockwave since they were hiding in the belly or side of the horses.
Just the bullets that were shot from the other side were even more overwhelming.
Sometimes, not only did he have to be careful of the bullets that came straight at him, but he also had to be careful of the bullets that hit the iron weapons and bounced back.
Once such a pellet hit the body, it would easily create a bloody hole.
As time passed.
The shouts of the Tartar cavalrymen became softer and softer.
What followed was a series of wails that began to resound in the camp of the Tartar cavalry.
Fear began to spread among the Ttar Cavalry.
Urus, who was in the middle of the team, was even more shocked.
He had never thought that the muskets in the hands of the Great Ming Army would be so sharp, completely unlike those they had encountered before.
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