At the beginning of the civil castle, the Ming God of War was a little panicked

Chapter 19 The Last Gift
If the Oirats could stop and study it carefully, they would find that the spacing of these pits is very particular.

When the war horse crosses the first long pit and lands, it is difficult to avoid falling into the second long pit. Even if it barely crosses the second long pit, it will be followed by the third, fourth, and fifth pits. It is insurmountable no matter what.

In fact, the distance between these pits was calculated overnight by Zhu Qizhen with Zhang Fu and others.

Although Zhang Fu and the others didn't understand why the emperor dug a hole and had to calculate the length of the horse's body, the distance between the front and rear limbs, and the running speed... Also, what are those crooked tadpole-like symbols on the blueprint?

Of course, Zhu Qizhen didn't have time to explain the Arabic numerals to them. He only said that digging according to this distance should not be more or less.

Now Chen Huai has a lot of experience in digging pits. When he heard that there was a new pit, he hurriedly volunteered to dig it overnight.

Facts have proved that big data can’t lie. After scientific calculations, no matter how much you jump around, you will eventually fall into the pit.

The Wala cavalry in the front line fell off their horses one after another, either people fell off the horseback, or they fell into the long pit with their horses.

In a blink of an eye, at least a few hundred cavalrymen fell off their horses, or more precisely, fell into a pit.

The Wala cavalrymen who fell into the pit were surprised to find that there was a small surprise left by the Ming army, that is, some sharpened branches were inserted in it irregularly. Can't escape being pierced.

The chaos in the front line directly made it impossible for the rear line to move forward. At the entrance of the Ming army camp, the speed of the cavalry was forced to stagnate. Thousands of cavalry were blocked with men and horses, which was even more congested than the main road in the morning rush hour.

"kill!"

At this moment, the cry of killing sounded, and the main force of the Fifth Army Battalion went out to kill the enemy at the gate of the camp.

This time, neither side has any other tricks, just a straight-forward offensive and defensive battle.

The Wala people used their speed and bows and arrows to continuously attack the Ming army camp.

The Ming army relied on the terrain and the camp wall to fight back.

At the gate of the camp, it has long been a hand-to-hand battle, and the battle has entered a fierce battle from the very beginning.

The fighting situation was extremely tragic, and the two sides continued to reduce their personnel.

As the melee at the gate of the Ming army camp became more intense, the bows and arrows on the periphery of the Wala people had no effect, because everyone was mixed together, and it was impossible to distinguish friend from foe.

Therefore, these people gave up their bows and arrows, stepped forward one after another, and participated in the melee.

The wall of the Ming army camp was gradually destroyed, and many gaps appeared. The two sides came and went around these gaps. The battle became more intense. Even the veteran Zhang Fu held a steel knife and fought with the Oirats on the opposite side.

Among the crowd, a Ming soldier was stabbed in the lower abdomen by the steel knife of the Oirat soldier, but he still exerted his last bit of strength, stretched out his arms to keep the Oirat soldier in front of him, and rolled down the hillside.

Such scenes of exchanging lives for lives are happening everywhere.

The two sides have completely turned red, and the entire battlefield is filled with fierce shouts of killing.

Zhu Qizhen endured the discomfort in his chest and stood in front of the Chinese army's tent.

Three days ago, he was just a business manager, and most of his understanding of war came from various strategic games.

But now, the battlefield is full of broken limbs and arms, and the air is filled with a strong smell of blood.

This kind of scene has only been seen in various film and television dramas, but now that he is personally on the scene, it makes his stomach churn.

Seeing that Zhu Qizhen's face was pale, Fan Zhong couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, it's dangerous here, we'd better go back to the account temporarily..."

"No need!"

Zhu Qizhen let out a long breath, and then slowly drew out the dragon pattern sword on his waist.

"Follow me to kill the enemy!"

After speaking, he rushed forward without looking back.

Fan Zhong suddenly turned pale with shock, there was no such item in the original plan!

Before he could think, he picked up a pair of copper hammers and chased after him.

At this time, the Oirats had already broken through the gate of the camp, and the Ming army kept retreating. Suddenly someone shouted loudly: "The emperor is here, the emperor is here!"

"Look, the emperor is here to kill the enemy himself!"

"Long live my emperor!"

"Long live my emperor!"

The Ming army on the field forced the Oirats back as if they had been beaten with blood, and the two armies fell into a stalemate again.

Facing the tenacious resistance of the Ming army, the Wala people seemed determined to decide the outcome, and they had no intention of giving in at all.

At this moment, both sides are very clear in their hearts, whoever takes a step back first will lose.

"kill!"

Zhu Qizhen roared, and swung his sword over, beheading an Oirat soldier.

His eyes were red, he was panting heavily, and he was walking towards the next target.

Fan Zhong followed closely, and when he encountered an enemy, he stepped forward and slammed the hammer. The opponent lost his combat effectiveness, and Zhu Qizhen took the head.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Zhang Fu rushed in front of Zhu Qizhen. Zhu Qizhen had already turned his eyes red. He thought someone was attacking him, so he subconsciously stabbed him with his sword.

Fan Zhong had sharp eyes and quick hands, and with a light tap with the copper hammer, Zhu Qizhen felt his mouth go numb, and the sword almost fell out of his hand.

Zhang Fu was startled, what's going on?
Only then did Zhu Qizhen come to his senses, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Fu hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, you can withdraw now!"

Zhu Qizhen turned his head and glanced at the densely packed Wala people, and said, "Get out!"

Immediately afterwards, a sharp whistle sounded, and at the same time, the Ming army suddenly gave up resistance and began to retreat.

Ah La was overjoyed, after all, the Ming army couldn't hold on and withdrew first.

"Chase!"

"kill!"

"Come on!"

The Vala soldiers swarmed in from the gate of the camp, while the Ming army ran up the slope. On the other side of the camp, there was another gate.

The Ming army retreated very quickly, and they all withdrew in just a cup of tea. At this time, the camp had been occupied by the Wala people.

Boyan watched from a distance and saw A'la attacking the Ming army's camp, so he decisively gave the order to attack.

This piece of fat can't be swallowed by Ala!
The 3 horses were already ready to go. After receiving the order, they immediately began to cross the river and marched towards the Ming army's position.

And A'la's side continued to pursue the victory, and suddenly, a light flashed.

boom!
Inside the camp gate where the Ming army retreated, an explosion suddenly sounded.

The sound is not loud, only slightly louder than the sound of firecrackers.

The Oirats hadn't reacted yet, and there were a few more rumbles.

Explosions sounded continuously from the camp gate to the center of the camp.

Immediately after...

Boom!

After several explosions, there was a loud bang!
Boyan in the distance shuddered suddenly, and when he looked up, he saw a mushroom cloud rising from the Ming army camp.

At the very center of the Ming army camp, a huge explosion directly blasted a big crater.

Countless Oirat cavalrymen were injured and fell to the ground, and the entire hillside was shaking.

This is all the gunpowder of the Ming army, mixed with a lot of gravel, and it is the last blow left for the Oirats.

In addition to physical damage, the huge explosion was devastating to the horses. Almost all the horses fell into madness. Some cavalrymen fell off their horses, but their feet were entangled in their stirrups, and they were dragged and trampled by the mad horses.

(End of this chapter)