Zhu Houzhao was already going to use force against the world, not just the Jianzhou Jurchen!
North Korea's palace.
Yu Huatian was dressed in a long, embroidered robe. He looked elegant and graceful, and six personal guards followed behind him as he entered the hall.
When the King of North Korea saw this, he quickly walked to the main hall to welcome him.
"The emissary of the Heavenly Dynasty has come personally. I hope you can forgive me for not welcoming you.”
"May I know why you have come?”
Yu Huatian swept his gaze across the officials present and suddenly took out the Emperor's imperial edict. He said sternly,""Imperial decree of the Great Ming Emperor!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all the princes and ministers, led by the King of North Korea, knelt on one knee.
"Order the King of North Korea to immediately send troops to attack the Jurchen rear!”
"If we don't see his army within ten days, North Korea will no longer exist!”
These few words were like a blow to the court, unquestionable.
If it is another country, how dare you say that it has not yet arrived and destroyed it?
The King of North Korea did not dare to gamble, and neither did the officials in the palace.
Although the Ming Empire had gone through a few generations, it seemed to be in its twilight years.
However, the King of North Korea knew that the Ming Empire was still a giant dragon, but it was in a deep slumber.
One day, once the Emperor awakened this giant dragon, he would definitely soar into the sky.
Until now, even though the other affiliated kingdoms had gradually given up on paying tribute to the Ming Empire, North Korea had never forgotten.
Today, Yu Huatian's words made the King of North Korea believe that this sleeping dragon had awakened.
The reverse scale of the dragon, one would die if touched!
Now, the Jianzhou Jurchen had touched the reverse scale of Liaodong!
The King of North Korea's expression was firm as he respectfully took the imperial edict from Yu Huatian's hands and said in a clear voice,"Please pass on this little king's message to the Great Ming Emperor. This little king will definitely use all his strength to march into the rear of the Jurchen in Jianzhou!”
"Yes!"
Yu Huatian nodded lightly, his expression strangely calm, not saying any words of gratitude.
Why would the emissary of the Celestial Dynasty need to thank me?
Even though he was the king of a country, he was still a minister of the Ming Empire!
……
Several days later.
Jianzhou Wei.
Jianzhou Jurchen threatened to send 250,000 troops to take Datong in one fell swoop and then drive straight into the Central Plains to pacify it.
However! Even after a period of development, it was not easy for the Jianzhou Jurchen to gather 80,000 elite soldiers.
The reason why the Jurchen from Jianzhou attacked Liaodong was that they had encouraged the Yeh Nala, Hada, Wula, and Huifa tribes to form 150,000 men.
Because the tribes had temporarily united, in order to facilitate coordination, they jointly elected the Jurchen tribe leader as the commander of this operation.
He thought that everything would go smoothly.
In their eyes, Da Ming was already a tiger with its teeth pulled out and did not have much deterrence.
However, when they attacked the Jianzhou Guards, they were stopped for more than half a month.
The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty vowed to not surrender and fought to the death, showing their tenacious fighting strength.
Da Ming's handguns and cannons were shockingly powerful. A single cannonball would kill a large number of people.
Even though the Jianzhou Jurchen were skilled in riding and shooting, they could not withstand the might of cannons and handguns.
On the city walls, there were less than 30,000 Jianzhou Guards left.
Even the wounded soldiers returned to their positions after bandaging their wounds.
Soldiers and generals would die on the city walls!
Outside the Jianzhou Guards, the Jurchen cavalrymen of Jianzhou were launching fierce charges.
They had already delayed here for a very long time. They were not like Da Ming, who had cities, provisions, equipment, and many other guarantees.
They only had this one chance.
If they succeeded, the Central Plains would be theirs. If they failed, there would be nothing left!
On a distant hill, the tribal leaders stared coldly at the guards at the Jianzhou Guard city pass.
The Jurchen tribe leader's eyes flashed with a cold light as he said coldly,"Pass down the order. The first to reach the top of the city wall will be rewarded with a thousand livestock and be conferred the title of marquis and general!”
"Yes, sir."
On the battlefield, cannons fired and warhorses neighed.
Under the temptation of power and wealth, the Jurchen cavalrymen charged madly at the Jianzhou Guards.
On the city wall, the soldiers of Great Ming were fighting a bloody battle.
The Liaodong Governor had died in battle, and they still had the Deputy Governor.
The Deputy Governor had died, but they still had the Chief Soldier and the General…
Even if he fought to the last person, he would not retreat! No surrender!
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
A dense rain of arrows rained down.
The soldiers of Great Ming fought until the last moment and fell on the city walls.
There was no regret in their eyes, only unwillingness!
Seeing the enemy troops gathering outside the Jianzhou Guards, they were all prepared to face death.
"Soldiers! The sun, moon, mountains, and rivers will always be there, and the Ming Dynasty will always be there!”
"Our blood will not be shed in vain. His Majesty will definitely avenge us!”
"Soldiers, kill!"
"Kill them!"
The furious roars soared into the sky, causing the fighting spirit in the hearts of the soldiers to reach a peak.
Even if there was a huge difference in strength between the two sides, they could still fight to the death!
"General, general, my Great Ming reinforcements have arrived!”
"My Great Ming reinforcements have arrived!"
A voice that was like the sound of nature traveled into the ears of every soldier.
"What did you say?!" The general of the city guard said excitedly.”
"General, His Majesty has ordered Wang Shouren to personally lead three thousand battalions to reinforce the Jianzhou Guards.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the general of the city guard shouted excitedly,"That's great! That was great! The Jianzhou Guards are saved!"
"This debt of blood must be paid in blood by the Jurchen tribe!”
As the general said this, a cloud of dust came from afar.
Wang Shouren personally led 3,000 battalions to reinforce them and finally arrived at this critical moment.
Three thousand battalions were the trump card cavalry of the Ming Dynasty.
Although it was called the 3,000 Battalion, after several generations of development, it had more than 3,000 soldiers.
During the Zhengde period, the three thousand battalion had already reached fifty thousand men.
And in terms of riding and archery skills, they were not the slightest bit inferior to the tribes on horseback.
In addition to Da Ming's firearms and advanced equipment, it even had the tendency to far surpass them.
The moment Wang Shouren arrived at the top of the city wall, the soldiers knelt down in unison, their eyes filled with tears of excitement.
At this moment, not only were they able to survive, but the Jianzhou Guards were also able to be saved.
At this moment, the general of the city guard rushed to Wang Shouren and knelt on one knee."Jianzhou Guard Deputy General Li Bing greets General Wang.”
Wang Shouren's heart trembled when he heard this. He glanced at the generals and soldiers present.
Fighting to the deputy general meant that the other generals above had all died on the city wall.
At this moment, Wang Shouren solemnly helped Li Bing up and pulled out his sword."Soldiers, you are all good! Worthy of Great Ming!"
"From today onwards, I, Wang Shouren, swear to protect the Jianzhou Guards with all of you!”
"This debt of blood must be repaid with their blood!
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