The battlefield was filled with smoke. The Mongolian soldiers fled in all directions under the strong suppression of Chu Ze's army. The originally fierce offensive collapsed in an instant.

Batur gritted his teeth, looking at the devastated battlefield, feeling a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart.

The current situation is irreversible.

"Retreat! Retreat, all troops!"

"Go as far as you can!"

Batur shouted sharply, a hint of despair flashing in his eyes.

When the Mongolian soldiers heard the general's order, they turned their horses around and tried to escape the encirclement of Chu Ze's army.

But at this time, Tianhai Pass had already become their desperate place.

On the city wall, Chu Ze stared coldly at the fleeing Mongolian soldiers, with a hint of cold murderous intent in his eyes.

"Want to escape?"

"Batur, you are so naive."

"Since I have allowed you to enter this customs, I will not give you the opportunity to leave."

He waved his hand lightly, and said in a low voice with unquestionable majesty: "Order, all troops to attack."

"The firearms battalion continues to suppress the enemy, and the archers fire at full speed."

"Sword and shield soldiers and spearmen will encircle the enemy from the left and right wings and trap all the enemy troops in front of the pass."

"I don't want to see another Mongolian soldier leave here alive."

Lu Bing stood behind Chu Ze, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

He knew very well that once His Majesty made a decision, there would be no hesitation.

Today, these Mongolian soldiers are destined to be wiped out in front of Tianhai Pass.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Lu Bing clasped his fists and accepted the order, then quickly stepped back and quickly passed on Chu Ze's order.

Soon, the firearms battalion and archers in the city launched another fierce attack.

Countless fireballs and arrows poured down from the city walls like a raging tide of destruction, attacking the Mongolian soldiers who were trying to break through.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The fireball exploded, and the blazing flames engulfed the fleeing enemy troops, and screams were heard everywhere.

The archers shot their sharp arrows mercilessly like the gods of death, shooting down the Mongolian cavalry who tried to escape one by one.

The Mongolian army's formation collapsed completely.

Under the desperate fire suppression, they ran around like headless flies, their formation in disarray and without the ability to fight back.

Batur rode his horse in the center of the chaotic battlefield, his face pale and his eyes full of anger and unwillingness.

"Chu Ze, you are such a sinister emperor!"

"I don't believe you can annihilate all my troops!"

He whipped his horse whip fiercely and shouted: "Everyone, don't panic!"

"Split up and break out! Break out from the left and right wings!"

"Stop gathering together!"

"quick!"

However, his orders could not reach the ears of all the soldiers.

In this chaotic battlefield, every Mongolian soldier was only thinking about how to save his life, so how could they care about the general's orders?

They fled in all directions in panic, but fell into greater despair under Chu Ze's heavy siege.

The sword and shield soldiers and spearmen surrounded them from the left and right wings and strangled the fleeing Mongolian soldiers one by one.

Every time the sword and shield soldier smashed down with his shield, an enemy soldier would be hit and spit blood and fall to the ground.

Every time the spearmen thrust out with their spears, a Mongolian cavalryman would be knocked off his horse, and his life or death was unknown.

The entire battlefield was a river of blood and corpses were everywhere.

"Continue the attack!"

"Leave no one behind!"

Chu Ze's voice echoed coldly on the battlefield, like a ruthless and cold order, completely shattering the last hope of survival of those Mongolian soldiers.

Batur looked at everything in front of him in despair.

His eyes swept over the soldiers who were fleeing in all directions, his heart filled with pain and unwillingness.

"It's over...it's all over..."

"Chuze, Chuze!"

"Are you a human or a devil?!"

Batur roared, his eyes filled with bloodshot.

He suddenly drew the saber from his waist and slashed fiercely at a Mongolian soldier beside him, as if he wanted to vent his anger and unwillingness in this way.

"You cowards!"

"Everyone, charge!" "Charge!"

"We can't lose like this!"

However, his roar could not save the situation at all.

The Mongolian soldiers had already lost their fighting spirit. They no longer obeyed Batur's orders and only thought about how to escape from this Shura field.

When Batur saw this scene, his face turned pale and his heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar.

"It's over..."

"My elite troops of Batur are like this..."

"It's over..."

He dejectedly put down the saber in his hand, his eyes dim.

Chu Ze stared coldly at the chaotic battlefield, with a hint of cold murderous intent in his eyes.

"Batur, you will definitely die today."

"Pass the order, the entire army continues the encirclement and suppression."

"Be sure to capture Batur personally."

"I will personally send him off."

Lu Bing quickly clasped his fists and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty."

He then quickly retreated and conveyed Chu Ze's order to the generals of various departments.

The entire Tianhai Pass inside and outside took quick action.

Under the command of their respective generals, the sword and shield soldiers and spearmen attacked from the left and right wings, forcing the remaining Mongolian soldiers into a desperate situation under the city wall.

The archers on the city wall raised their bows and aimed all their arrows at the enemy troops who were trying to break through.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Arrows rained down like raindrops, and almost every arrow took a life.

The Mongolian army completely collapsed. The soldiers dropped their weapons, knelt on the ground, raised their hands, and begged the soldiers of Chu Ze's army for mercy.

But Chu Ze had already issued an order to kill without mercy.

No Mongol soldier could escape from this battlefield alive.

The battle lasted for a full hour.

In the end, all that was left on the battlefield were corpses and burning flames.

Chu Ze walked down the city wall slowly, looking coldly at the tragic battlefield, without any fluctuation on his face.

"Where's Batul?"

"Did you find him?"

Lu Bing walked up quickly, clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, Batur has been surrounded by us."

"He is holding out stubbornly under the city wall with a few remaining soldiers."

"I am about to capture him."

Chu Ze nodded coldly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes: "Let's go."

"I want to see him in person."

After saying this, he strode towards the battlefield under the city wall.

Lu Bing hurriedly followed and guarded him carefully.

Soon, they arrived at a battlefield under the city wall.

Batur was standing in a pile of corpses, his body covered in blood, holding a saber, and looking with red eyes at the Chuze army soldiers who had surrounded him.

There were less than twenty Mongolian soldiers left by his side, all of them were wounded and dying.

Seeing Chu Ze coming, a hint of madness flashed in Batur's eyes.

"Chuze!"

"You devil!"

"Are you here to take my life?"

"come!"

"Even if I die, I will never surrender to you!"

He laughed wildly, raising the saber in his hand high as if he was going to make a final, desperate attack.

However, Chu Ze just looked at him coldly, without any fluctuation in his eyes.

"Batur, I gave you a chance."

"But you have repeatedly challenged my authority."

"Today, you will pay for your stupidity."

Batur's eyes were red and fierce: "You are dreaming!"

"Even if I die, I will never let you succeed!" (End of this chapter)

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