On the high slope of the canyon.
Zhu Qiyu and Yu Qian rode on their horses and watched the intense battle below.
"Hehe, compared to Yexian's army, Tuotuo Buhua's combat strength is much weaker.”
"Your Majesty's vision is like a torch. We admire you.”
The generals laughed.
In the canyon, nearly half of Tuotuo Buhua's 40,000 soldiers had died.
Defeat was inevitable.
The 60,000 troops led by Yexian only suffered 10,000 casualties.
Furthermore, the more he fought, the fiercer he became, as if he was venting all his anger on Tuotuo Buhua.
"Great Khan, when will the new Emperor of Great Ming come?”
"Yes, Great Khan, we can't delay any longer.”
Tuotuo Buhua's trusted aides all looked restless.
If they continued to fight like this, it was very likely that all of their tribal warriors would die in this canyon.
Tuotuo Buhua was also suffering in his heart.
He had thought that if he caught up to him and delayed him a little, the new emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty would lead the army over.
Only now did he know how cunning that new emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty was.
This was to let both sides fight, and he wanted to reap the benefits.
However, he thought about it again and again. Even if he had to fight for all his assets, as long as he could get the support of the new emperor of Ming Dynasty.
The Wala tribes under Yexian would become his vassals.
Was he afraid that there would be no warriors in the future?
As long as he could become the true Khan of the Wala tribes, he would be able to re-establish a formidable cavalry in a few years.
Thinking of this, he said to his trusted aides.
"We must continue to delay until the Great Ming Army arrives.”
The few trusted generals could only accept the order and continue to fight with Yexian's army.
Soon, another hour passed.
Both sides were furious.
The army led by Yexian finally revealed a panicked expression.
The longer they delayed this internal conflict, the more disadvantageous it would be for them.
Because Da Ming's army would come over at any time.
At that time, it would be very difficult for them to retreat.
However, the more anxious they were, the more the battle was at a stalemate.
Both sides had paid a heavy price.
Tuotuo Buhua originally had 40,000 people, but now there were only 10,000 left.
Yexian's 60,000 troops weren't any better.
Although his soldiers were very brave.
However, they had lost over 10,000 men, and the remaining 40,000 warriors were all injured.
"Tuotuo Buhua, you old thief, for your own selfish reasons, do you really want my Wala to be destroyed before you are satisfied?”
He looked at the Wala soldiers who were dying one after another and stood on a high ground as he roared.
"Look, Great Ming's new Emperor Zhu Qiyu is standing on that hill, watching our Wala killing each other.”
"When both of us are dead, he will come to pull in the net. At that time, my Wala will be finished.”
Unfortunately, no matter how he shouted, he was only met with waves of arrows.
It was obvious that Tuotuo Buhua had no way out.
He wanted the new emperor of Great Ming to see his determination.
Even if all the Wala soldiers died here, Tuotuo Buhua would not hesitate.
Both sides had been fighting from morning to afternoon.
Almost all of Tuotuo Buhua's army was dead or injured.
Yexian's army was left with less than 30,000.
At this time, the loud and clear horn of Da Ming sounded from the distant hillside.
Da Ming's army was finally going to attack.
Hearing the battle cries that soared into the sky.
He stared at the fleeing Tuotuo Buhua with his blood-red eyes.
"Retreat, quickly retreat."
Unfortunately, the Wala army, which had been fighting for half a day, was extremely slow even if they wanted to escape.
The Great Ming Iron Cavalry behind were different.
They had rested for the entire morning, their morale was high, and their battle intent was soaring.
How could he miss such an opportunity to beat a drowning dog?
"The guilty minister Tuotuo Buhua greets the Great Ming Emperor. Long live His Majesty.”
Tuotuo Buhua led the remnants of his troops and saw Zhu Qiyu riding his horse over.
He had already dismounted from his warhorse and taken off his shirt. His upper body was bare and he was carrying a thorny stick on his back.
It was obvious that he wanted to take the brunt of the situation and beg for forgiveness.
From this, it could be seen that this old man really understood the culture of the Central Plains.
"Haha, please get up. Tuotuo Buhua, I have seen your performance.”
Zhu Qiyu waited for him to pay his respects before jumping off his horse. He removed the thorns from Tuotuo Buhua's body and took off his own cloak to put on him.
"I'm ashamed that I didn't capture him for Your Majesty.”
Tuotuo Buhua felt extremely aggrieved, but his expression was still filled with unconcealable excitement.
This indicated that the Ming Emperor had finally accepted his pledge of allegiance.
It was just that this declaration of allegiance was too cruel.
His 40,000 Wala elites were basically all dead.
"Tuotuo Buhua, I am very pleased that you can wake up in time.”
After Zhu Qiyu helped him up, he pointed at the fleeing Wala army.
"Leave the rest to me."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Tuotuo Buhua was extremely respectful.
Two hundred thousand Great Ming troops against twenty thousand Wala remnants.
The result was obvious.
The battle was almost one-sided.
The Great Ming Iron Cavalry were like reaping the grain, galloping and killing the Wala soldiers.
He had to escape from the canyon first.
Behind him, only three thousand elite cavalry remained.
"Zhu Qiyu, Zhu Qiyu, I will remember this blood feud.”
Yexian's eyes were bloodshot as he let out a furious roar and continued to flee.
As long as he returned to the grassland, he would be like a fish jumping into the sea.
No matter how many troops Da Ming had, no matter how powerful they were, it was impossible to catch an eagle like him on the grasslands.
Unfortunately, he still miscalculated.
In front of him, ten thousand Great Ming cavalry suddenly appeared.
It was obvious that Fan Guang had led the army here to block their path.
The two thousand Divine Arms soldiers in front of them were holding Thunderbolt Firearms.
Rows of arrows were aimed at them.
Behind the Divine Arms Battalion, there were three thousand Great Ming's sharpshooters, ready to fight.
There were also six thousand Great Ming Iron Cavalry that were ready to attack.
Ye Xian and his subordinates were stunned.
There were ferocious tigers chasing after him, and wolves blocking his path.
With their three thousand men, it was impossible for them to charge over.
"Longevity Heaven, why are you treating me like this?”
"You gave me hope, and now you've made me so desperate.”
"Longevity Heaven, why is this?"
Yexian roared at the sky, his anger filled with unwillingness, humiliation, and hatred.
At this moment, Zhu Qiyu led his army and caught up.
He urged his horse forward and said coldly.
"Yexian, you lose."
Yexian also rode his horse over. He jumped off his horse, threw away the weapon in his hand, and took off his armor.
"Your Majesty, I know that I have committed a grave sin. You will definitely not let me off.”
"I beg you, use my death to exchange for the survival of my Wala tribes.”
When Zhu Qiyu heard these words, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Use your life to exchange for the lives of your tribes? Your life is worthless in my eyes."
"Zhen will tell you. I will bring all of your tribes to Earthwood Castle and give them all their lives to comfort the souls of my 200,000 Great Ming soldiers and 100 important officials.”
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