Daming: In the beginning, he mistakenly regarded Emperor Yongle as his own father

No matter how powerful the firecracker is, there will always be a moment when it runs out.

Chapter 265

The arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

Today's Wacha cavalry has no way out, so they simply put their minds to one side and charge forward at full speed.

The Shenji Camp just took advantage of the power of the firecrackers and the distance. Once they get close, this group of people will be the meat on their chopping board.

Moreover, the firecrackers need to be filled with ammunition. As long as their round of ammunition is fired, they will have a chance to rush in.

Sure enough, they bet right.

After a round of tragic shooting, the Ming army fell into a dead silence.

"Brothers, they're out of ammo, go for me."

"Rush in and we'll win."

Under the call of the front personnel, the cavalry behind rushed down even harder.

At this moment, they only have one belief in their hearts, and that is to rush in so that they can live.

For a long period of time after that, the Shenji Battalion did not continue to shoot, and they were overjoyed.

Seeing that they were about to rush into the Ming army, they seemed to see victory beckoning to them.

But at this moment, the war turned again.

After the first round of shooting, the Shenji Battalion did not rush to fill the ammunition as they expected.

Instead, he immediately put away his guns, and began to quickly retreat to the two wings in an orderly manner, exactly the same as the infantry retreating just now.

Before they figured out what the hell the Ming army was doing, the cavalry of the Ming army brigade had already rushed out from the rear.

Under the unified command of the emperor, cavalry like Wacha launched a charge.

Yes, that's right, they charged down the mountain towards the swooping Wacha cavalry on the mountain.

This was originally an extremely cheap way of fighting, but when the Wacha cavalry saw the weapons in the hands of the Ming army, their hearts were half cold.

Instead of their usual spears and sabers, they had two maces.

It is covered with barbs, which is completely the nemesis of the saber.

At this moment, most of the Wathorn cavalry have sabers in their hands. In this way, as soon as they confront each other, the Ming army's mace will immediately sweep away Wathorn's saber.

In this way, the Wacha cavalry is tantamount to galloping over to deliver weapons to them, while the Ming army cavalry does not need to make any effort at all. As long as they wave their mace, the Wacha cavalry's weapons will be swept away by them immediately.

In this way, the advantage brought by the Wacha cavalry due to the charge will immediately become a disadvantage for them to actively send weapons.

Without a weapon, it's like a tiger without teeth. No matter how powerful it is, there is only one dead end.

Poor Wacha cavalry, after rushing down the mountain for so long, they thought they would be the infantry of the Ming army, but they were beaten half to death by the opponent's Shenji battalion while they were still halfway up the mountain.

After finally surviving by luck, they met the cavalry of the Ming army and their special mace.

At this moment, they are surrounded by enemies and beaten everywhere.

From a group of ferocious wolves, they instantly turned into a group of passively beaten lambs.

Tens of thousands of troops disappeared from sight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Mahamu saw that something was wrong, he turned around and ran away without even thinking about it.

Seeing that their leaders had all run away, the Wacha people felt even more depressed, and completely lost the will to fight.

One by one, they ran away with their heads in their hands, no longer thinking about confronting them head-on.

The Mongols not only fought ferociously, but also ran first-class. When they saw that they couldn't beat them, they sharpened their heads and ran.

If it is an ordinary person, let them run away.

After all, the poor don't chase after them.

But unfortunately, it was Zhu Di they met this time.

He upholds the fine traditions of the Zhu family's ancestors, either not to do it, or to do it absolutely.

Want to run?

no way.

So he saw the direction in which Mahamu was escaping, and continued to chase after him.

While chasing, he did not forget to command other generals to chase back the Wacha people who fled in other directions.

Then I took the lead in chasing Mahamu, just like chasing Benya Shili and Alutai back then.

Unless you can't run anymore, you will never stop.

Mahamu led the few remnants of the defeated generals and fled all the way, but after running for a hundred miles, looking back, the Ming emperor was still chasing him.

Mahamu complained endlessly, knowing that going on like this was not an option.

The opponent pursued persistently, but he couldn't escape.

After running like this, there is only one final result, that is, they can't run anymore, but the Ming army still has backup troops.

Not only would they not be able to run away, but they would also die very ugly.

Disgraceful to grandma's house.

So Mahamu gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, immediately turned his horse's head, and hurriedly integrated the army into one place, preparing to fight the Ming army again.

How much to win back points, will not be completely defeated.

It can be regarded as saving face for them.

But he obviously miscalculated his own strength, the defeated general had no morale to fight.

But the Ming army is just the opposite. Just now they won a big home game, which made their morale high.

And although there were not many of them, but the emperor took the lead in charging into the battle, and they were all encouraged, and it can be said that one counts as ten.

So when Mahamu led the army to turn around and fight with them, they didn't pay attention at all, and they went in and out three times, directly defeating the army that Mahamu had finally assembled.

Mahamu lost again.