Chapter 626: The Foreign Envoy Has a Loyal Person

"Look, Pingzhangshi (official title)!"

A Tartar general suddenly reminded him.

Boyan Temur turned his head and saw a foreign cavalry rushing towards them from the flank.

"Is he crazy?"

"That seems to be a general of the mixed Hu. Does he want to fight with us?"

Everyone speculated, but Boyan Temur said vigilantly: "He dared to rush straight into our army alone. I'm afraid he wants to use some evil magic on us!"

At the moment, the army he led was not his own Otoke, but the armored cavalry assigned to him by Yesen, which was also an elite division.

But he had just seen all kinds of mysterious magic, and heard that even the brave and unparalleled generals such as Boluo were defeated by this group of Semu mixed Hu. Before they even met the enemy, his courage was lost by three points.

He shouted: "Order all the soldiers, be careful of the enemy's secret evil magic. No matter what magic the enemy uses, you must not lose your courage. Changshengtian will protect the brave and abandon the cowards. As long as you don't lose your courage, all evil will retreat!"

Although the Yuan court was in decline, it still had some dragon veins to protect it. As long as they were not afraid, the effect of ordinary Xuanmen magic should be extremely limited, and it might even backfire and kill them.

But what Bayan Temur thought was still in vain.

A lingering white mist rose up, and the temperature dropped sharply.

The sound of horse hooves came from the white mist.

It was originally just a charge of one person, but the Tatar cavalry heard it, as if it was a huge army.

"The enemy is hiding in the fog?"

Boyan Temur was alert and took out his weapons, which were two golden pumpkin war hammers. This kind of ritual weapon was rarely used in actual combat. It was solid iron casting, shaped like two small pumpkins, and about the same size as the iron bone flower.

The size of the golden melon held by Bayan Temur was just like the golden melon in the New Year paintings, comparable to a human head.

It is conceivable that his great strength is not ordinary.

In the white fog, a wild hunting dog suddenly jumped out, but Bayan Temur seemed to have expected it and smashed it into ashes with a hammer, but in a flash, a wild hunting cavalry jumped out from behind the wild hunting dog.

There was a faint blue flame under his helmet, and a layer of white frost covered his black armor.

When approaching, a chill made many Tatar cavalry shudder.

"What the hell is this!"

Bayan Temur couldn't help cursing, and the wild hunting cavalry, wearing a tattered cloak, and the big sword in his hand was surrounded by blue light, chopped him down fiercely.

Clang——

The golden hammer in his hand blocked the sword in the hand of the wild hunter, and the huge force shattered it, but the wild hunter cavalry showed no fear at all, and took off the hammer hanging on the saddle and smashed it at him.

Fortunately, this monster looked scary, but its martial arts and strength were far inferior to his. After smashing this cavalry that looked like a demon in a few rounds, Bayan Timur was shocked to realize that hundreds of these dead cavalry had rushed into his formation and fought with him.

What's more terrible is that in the front direction, the cavalry of the foreign countries have already started charging.

In the front, the Semu cavalry with feathers on their backs chanted "Hallelujah" loudly, like waves hitting the reefs, and took advantage of the fact that their side was entangled with these dead cavalry and rushed in fiercely.

Bayan Timur was about to organize a resistance, and a Hu general was already waving an iron spear to kill him.

He wanted to get rid of him quickly, but he didn't expect to find out after the encounter that this Hu general wearing an iron helmet like a bull was surprisingly strong. The iron spear in his hand seemed to be solid, and its weight was no less than the pair of golden hammers in his hands!

He was impatient and wanted to get rid of this man quickly.

However, after several rounds, although he had the upper hand, he couldn't do anything about it for a while. He simply gritted his teeth and activated the wolf head tattoo on his body - this was a totem mark tattooed for him by a great shaman. As long as it was activated, his strength could be doubled out of thin air.

After just a quarter of an hour, he would fall into a weak period.

If he forced it at this time, he would shorten his life.

However, the Hu general seemed to sense his sudden increase in strength. His eyes under the helmet turned into a beast, and his strength also surged. He forcibly maintained a balance with himself. His huge strength could not suppress him.

Seeing his own side being attacked by these Hu cavalry, Bayan Temur could not help but feel panic in his heart.

He and Yesen were not of the same mother, and he was not trusted by Yesen. Otherwise, he should have been sent to lead his own troops to stop the enemy. If he messed up this matter, he would definitely be questioned by him, but can this be blamed on my poor command?

This group of Hu people have magic!

He was panicked, and his strength in his hands was also lost by three points, but he was suppressed by the Hu general wearing a horn helmet.

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"Charge, let the Jurchens and the people of the Duoyan tribe bring kerosene to charge me, the Ming army does not have much gunpowder, as long as they charge again, they will definitely collapse!"

Yesen's mind was fully focused on the front battlefield at this time.

Duke Ying Zhang Fu was worthy of being an old minister of the Jingnan Campaign. Even though the Ming army had reached the end of the road and had reached the end of the road, he still organized a strong resistance, making it difficult for them to break through the Ming camp for a while.

"Grandmaster, the leader of the Haixi Jurchens has requested to retreat. Most of their troops have been killed."

"No!"

Yesen was furious.

There is a huge disparity in strength between the Ming and Yuan Dynasties. Missing today's opportunity to swallow up most of the main force of the Ming army in the north is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. How can the Yuan Dynasty be revived?

"Let the leader of the Haixi Jurchens personally lead the charge, and send my Qixue army to supervise the battle. Anyone who dares to take a step back will be killed!"

Orders were issued one after another.

The Oara army launched a fierce attack on the crumbling Ming army's defense line at all costs.

Ye Xian murmured: "A group of idiots who don't care about the overall situation. The Southern Dynasty has a stupid emperor like Zhu Qizhen. It doesn't mean that the next one can be as stupid as him. This is the opportunity given to us by the Changsheng God. The only way to revive the Yuan Dynasty." Chance!"

The British Duke Zhang Fu stared at the battle situation without blinking. At the nearest place, some Jurchen barbarians had overturned the wall of the village and fought their way in. The nearest battle situation was less than a hundred meters away from him.

"Master, let's withdraw!"

"That's right, sir, even if we two brothers are not allowed to escort you to evacuate, at least you have to evacuate inside. It's too dangerous here!"

"Cannot withdraw."

Zhang Fu shook his head. At this time, the Ming army was like a taut bowstring. The Tatars were not fools. They knew the tactics of surrounding three buildings. Once his army retreated, he didn't know how many people he would defeat.

Now, the Ming army relies entirely on the news that reinforcements are coming.

Although he did not think that the Fanbang mission could really defeat the Oara people, as long as the Fanbang mission was still there and his big banner was still there, he was confident that the Ming army would not collapse and inflict maximum damage to the Tatars. .

In this way, at least the chances of the Tiqimen escorting Zhu Qizhen to break out of the encirclement will be greatly increased.

As long as the emperor can return to Shuntian Mansion, even if all the noble officials and ministers are here, it will be worthwhile.

"Sir, the central army of the Wala people has also moved, and they are moving backwards!"

Zhang Fu was stunned and hurriedly said: "Er Niu, you have the best eyesight. Maybe you can see clearly whether the envoy's cavalry has penetrated the Tatar cavalry that blocked them and rushed up?"

The guard's face was full of excitement, and his voice was trembling: "Yes, yes, sir, the cavalry defeated the Tatars who blocked them, and the spear pointed directly at the Chinese army's banner. !”

Zhang Fu felt his eyes go dark and almost fainted from the good news.

"Seriously!"

The guard said excitedly: "Master, look!"

Zhang Fu watched intently for a while, and with his dim eyes he could vaguely see a knight in armor, holding a flag flying with a double-headed eagle, leading the charge towards the cavalry assigned by the Tatars to intercept.

"Okay, okay, the country has Gu Zhong. This is the blessing of the country and the Ming Dynasty!"