"That's the Emperor!"

Meiergan was ecstatic at first, and then screamed.

"Kill the Ming Emperor!"

The screams were like a wolf howling, attracting countless wolves.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!"

The catapult made a frantically barrage in front of the emperor's left, and then the Martial Arts Thousand Household Institute followed.

"volley!"

Many officials in the households died in battle, and the chief banner officials were even more injured. More than a hundred people had gathered around Tudou.

Tudou's eyes were full of determination, and he remembered a story his father told.

The emperor was incompetent, the martial arts were incompetent, and the important officials were incompetent, which led to the defeat of hundreds of thousands of troops by tens of thousands of enemies and the empire almost collapsed. Although he persisted later, he lost his martial spirit.

But the emperor is now rushing forward, and the martial heroes are desperate and the important officials...

"Kill the enemy! Kill the enemy!"

Yang Pu actually held a long knife in his hand and followed the emperor tightly.

Isn't this a loyal minister who is a loyal minister?

But the battle situation has reversed!

Mei'er's assault made the emperor's counterattack suddenly stagnate.

Then the enemy took advantage of the situation and began to counterattack.

Zhu Zhanji was fighting hard, and he wanted to break Mei'er's wishful thinking and then defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.

But Meiergan was stubborn and led by a brave and charming team. The Halie people actually became warriors.

If it were a few years ago, at this level of battle, the Halie people would have collapsed.

But now the Halie people are still tenacious!

Yang Pu knew that Zhu Zhanji's plan had failed.

Meiergan did not give the Ming army a chance to completely defeat himself.

Then the Ming army either entangled or contracted and held on.

But the emperor would not admit defeat.

Zhu Zhanji was fighting hard. When his front was covered by Zhang Fu and others, he shouted: "Kill the enemy!"

He looked around and saw that he was strangled and there was no chance of attacking again, and he couldn't help feeling a little upset.

If this battle cannot completely defeat the coalition forces, this trip will be considered a failure.

Moreover, the two sides are entangled at this moment. If the morale is low, the Ming army may be defeated.

"Kill the enemy!"

Zhu Zhanji was unwilling to accept it, so he rushed to fight.

The emperor fought bravely, and everyone in the Ming army fought for the first place.

When Yang Pu was in danger several times, the guards next to him came to rescue him, and even one guard died with the enemy for his sake.

He looked at the guard's back being pierced by a spear and said blankly: "Where are the reinforcements?"

The emperor gave up his defense and prepared to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.

But now it is stalemate and has become a competition of willpower.

Reinforcements!

What the Ming Dynasty needs at this moment is external reinforcements, reinforcements that will give the enemy a heavy blow!

"All the soldiers, follow me to defeat the enemy!"

The emperor was still fighting, and fewer and fewer people were around him.

But he still did not lose his courage.

He is not ashamed of the title of Emperor Wen’s successor!

But Meiergan, who was rushing in the formation in parallel with him, was surrounded by guards.

"The Emperor Ming is there, capture him! Reward!"

Zhang Fu was covered in blood, and his first fight in many years made him almost red in his eyes.

He calmed down and said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, go back!"

Go back, that is, adopt a conservative strategy.

But Zhu Zhanji is unwilling to give up!

His face was covered with splattered blood, mostly frozen.

He looked up to the left.

"Brother Dehua..."

In the smoke of gunpowder, the distance is still silent.

"Trailer..."

There was a sharp shout behind him, and then the clay pot flew over the top of his head.

Then Meiergan led the heavy cavalry to rush into the array of trenchers that ventured to throw clay pots.

Blood was like magma flowing underground.

The Ming army was running away, but how could anyone escape the war horse?

Someone lit the clay pot in despair and rushed over with a big laugh.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!"

The catapult array formed a sea of ​​fire.

This is a victim of active attack.

Artillery has become a decoration, and the Ming army is using traditional methods to fight against the enemy.

The Qinglong Guard and the White Tiger Guard were crippled and their role in the battlefield became less and less.

Only Shenji Camp is still fighting back head-on.

Liu Sheng's beard was covered with blood. He waved his long sword and shouted, "Go forward!"

"Go forward! Go forward! Go forward!"

Shenji Camp is adventuring.

They want to assault the emperor!

They began to protrude the entire front.

They wanted to use their sacrifices to create a better chance of decisive battle for the emperor.

"Protect the Shenji Camp!"

But the cavalry spontaneously began to gather and lined up on the left and right sides of the Shenji Camp.

Liu Pu was killing the enemy, and he and more than ten people were sieging and killing three heavy cavalry rushing in, at the cost of being hit by the bones of his left arm.

Reinforcements!

He is looking forward to reinforcements!

The Ming Dynasty needs reinforcements!

Potatoes are striving to survive!

In this melee, the scattered musketeers are cannon fodder.

"Martial arts move closer to me!"

His voice was hoarse, his musket had been discarded, holding a long knife in his hand.

"Wait! Sir, wait!"

A sergeant with strangely bent left leg and calves was chasing them with muskets.

A sergeant went over to hold him, and the two entered the array.

Enemy cavalry appeared in front from time to time, some were intercepted, and some rushed to the left and right.

There is a blank space behind this team of more than a hundred people.

All around are enemies.

Fighting around!

"volley……"
To be continued...