Daming: After self-explosive time travel, Lao Zhu's mentality collapsed

Chu Ze's voice rang out on the battlefield like spring thunder, instantly arousing the fighting spirit of the Ming army soldiers.

He rode his horse to the front of the battle formation, raised the new musket in his hand, and said loudly: "Comrades, our newly developed musket has been delivered! This is a magic weapon to restrain cavalry. Everyone, take it up quickly and teach these Tatar barbarians a lesson!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Changji and Li Si had already rushed up with several carts of muskets. They quickly distributed the muskets, and soon every soldier had a brand new musket in his hand.

"Wow, this musket is really powerful!" "Haha, with this treasure, the Tatars can be slaughtered by us!" The soldiers played with the muskets in their hands, and they were all full of fighting spirit.

Chu Ze rode his horse to the front of the formation, raised his musket and took aim. There was a loud "bang" and a beam of fire suddenly shot out, hitting a Tatar cavalryman who was rushing in the front in the blink of an eye.

The Tatar soldier screamed and fell to the ground with his horse. There was a charred hole in his chest and blood gushed out.

"Great!" "Great!" All the Ming soldiers were amazed. Chu Ze's shot was truly amazing. He could kill the enemy with one shot from a hundred steps away. This kind of power was truly unprecedented!

Chu Ze ignored the exclamations behind him. He turned around and shouted to the soldiers: "Everyone, although the Tatar cavalry is brave, they are riding on tall horses and are not as flexible as us. As long as you hold the muskets firmly, aim and shoot, you will be able to knock them down one by one!"

"Understood!" The soldiers responded in unison, rubbing their hands, eager to try.

"Okay!" Chu Ze raised his hand and waved, "Now, line up on the ground and beat these Tatar barbarians to a pulp!"

"Kill!" With the order, hundreds of Ming soldiers raised their muskets and marched forward. With loud "bang bang" sounds, countless flames intertwined into a net on the battlefield, surrounding the Tatar cavalry.

Where had the Tatars ever seen such a scene? In a moment, people and horses fell to the ground, screaming continuously. After only a few rounds of charging, a large number of them fell.

Even the brute king was stunned by the horrifying scene before him. He never expected that the mighty Tatar cavalry would be knocked to the ground by mere infantry. What kind of magic was the black weapon in the hands of these Ming soldiers?
The brute king was panicking and was hesitating whether to order a retreat. At this moment, Chu Ze had already led a team of elite soldiers to kill him.

"King of Brute Force! Today we are going to test your brute force to see whether your sword is faster or my gun is faster!" Chu Ze raised his musket and pointed it at the King of Brute Force's forehead.

The brute king was horrified and raised his knife to block, but it was too late. With a "bang", a beam of fire shot out and hit the brute king's forehead.

Blood splattered, and the brute king screamed and fell off his horse. He covered his forehead and rolled over, howling in agony.

This scene was like a bolt from the blue to the Tatar soldiers. The mighty brute force king, the most valiant and skilled general in the Tatar army, was actually shot down by a Ming officer? This completely overturned their perception!
The Tatar soldiers were in a commotion, and their morale was in chaos. Chu Ze seized the opportunity and gave an order: "Soldiers, seize the opportunity to pursue the victory and kill these Tatar villains!"

"Chase!" "Kill!" The Ming army soldiers raised their arms and shouted, pouncing on the retreating Tatar cavalry like tigers.

For a while, the only sounds on the battlefield were the screams of the Tatar soldiers and the shouts of the Ming army. There were corpses everywhere and blood flowing like a river.

The Tatar army was stunned by the sudden firearms attack and fled in panic. In less than half an hour, more than half of them were killed or wounded.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the brute king finally gritted his teeth and ordered: "Retreat! Retreat to the Mongolian Plateau first, and then make plans!"

The defeated soldiers scattered and fled in all directions. The Ming army pursued them and killed many Tatar soldiers, driving them out of the Ming territory.

A great victory was finally won. Chu Ze also smiled with satisfaction. The first victory of the firearms was a great victory, and it was exciting to avenge the previous defeat. More importantly, the power of Western learning was fully demonstrated. "Your Highness is wise! With this firearm, the Tatars are no longer a threat!" Zhao Si rushed up excitedly and saluted Chu Ze to congratulate him. Li Changji, Li Si and other close confidants also gathered around, all of them beaming with joy.

Chu Ze, however, signaled everyone not to rush to celebrate. He looked into the distance, pointed at the direction where the Tatar army was retreating, and said in a deep voice: "Although we have defeated the Tatars this time, they will eventually come back. What we need to do is to completely stop them from thinking about it!"

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment when they heard this. "What does your Highness mean?"

Chu Ze looked around and said solemnly: "We should take this opportunity to launch a massive counterattack! Not only should we recover the lost territory, but we should also make a concerted effort to penetrate the heart of the Tatars and strike them directly! Only in this way can we make them truly fear our Ming Dynasty!"

These words were so heroic that they made the blood of all the soldiers present boil.

"Your Highness is absolutely right! The army is pursuing the victory with unstoppable force. It's a perfect time to counterattack!" Zhao Si and others responded.

Chu Ze nodded, his eyes firm: "Then it's settled. I will report to the emperor and request the deployment of troops. You all should be on high alert in the army and be ready to go at any time!"

"Yes!" everyone responded in unison.

The news soon reached the capital. Zhu Yuanzhang was overjoyed and immediately summoned Chu Ze to praise him: "Your Excellency's brilliant plan defeated the enemy and you are truly a pillar of the country! I will fully support this counterattack against the Tatars!"

"Thank you for your grace." Chu Ze bowed to the ground. "I request that Your Majesty quickly mobilize the best troops in the world and advance by land and sea. Unite the Mongolian tribes and launch a general attack on the Tatars. We must eradicate the root of the problem and prevent future troubles!"

"As you say!" Zhu Yuanzhang immediately decided, "We will mobilize an army of 100,000 and let you be the commander. We will conquer Mongolia and intimidate the northern border!"

"Follow the Holy Order!"

In this way, a mighty army, led by Chu Ze, marched towards the northern border. A great counterattack began.

Soldiers from all over the country heard the news and were eager to try. Especially those who had just received firearms were even more motivated.

"With muskets now in hand, why should we fear the Tatar cavalry? We must defeat them completely without leaving a single piece of armor behind!"

"That's right! Last time we killed everyone at the border, this time we have to kill them in their lair and make them taste the taste of complete defeat!"

Along the way, the soldiers shouted and vowed to avenge their previous defeat. Soon, the army marched to the Mongolian Plateau.

When the news reached Tatar, it immediately caused an uproar.

"What? The Ming army dares to counterattack?" "We never expected that after being defeated miserably last time, these Ming dogs would actually dare to seek death!" Everyone in the Tatar royal court was shocked.

Even the Tatar Khan was so shocked that his jaw dropped. He couldn't understand why the Ming army, which was defeated by the brute king last time, dared to be so aggressive in the blink of an eye?
"Your Majesty, there is no time to lose. Gather the soldiers and fight the enemy." A counselor suggested, "The Ming army has come from a long distance across the ocean and is short of supplies. Our army can take advantage of their exhaustion and annihilate them in one fell swoop!" (End of this chapter)