Daming: the Bear Child of the Yongle Family

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Zhu Gaoyu looked at the sky and smiled.

This east wind should also blow towards my Ming army!

The two soldiers guarding at the mouth of the Three Gorges were all staring at the enemy with a solemn expression and a cold face.

The soldiers invariably clenched the weapons in their hands, gritted their teeth and waited for the drums and horns of the charge.

Zhu Zhanji, who was sitting on horseback, raised his eyes and glanced at the mountains on both sides of the Three Gorges mouth.

He knew that Mahamu would definitely lay an ambush here.

This is the last battle of the Tatar tribes to defend their homeland.

They will definitely go all out.

This battle is bound to be a tough one.

A look of decisive cruelty flashed across Zhu Zhanji's face.

He raised his right hand, raised the flag in his hand, gritted his teeth and slammed it down behind him.

As soon as the flag in Zhu Zhanji's hand fell, drumming was heard not far away.

The horns of the three parts of Orah also sounded.

"kill!!"

The shouts of the soldiers of the two armies suddenly broke through the sky.

Daming's cavalry, brandishing big swords and stepping on drums, charged straight at the enemy that was coming in front of them.

The soldiers standing beside the Zhentian Cannon also lit the line of fire of the Zhentian Cannon one after another.

"boom--!!"

The Three Gorges mouth is full of smoke and dust.

Zhu Zhanji rushed into the battle circle with scarlet eyes, wielding a big knife and fighting with the enemy.

"kill!!"

"rush!"

"what--!"

The screams and screams of the charge, as well as the sound of fire and steel guns, were mixed together.

The big drum in the distance is still emitting a passionate drum sound.

For a while, the noisy voices from all walks of life mixed together, and it sounded a bit desolate.

Zhu Zhanji, who was riding on the horse, dodged the oncoming knife, but he didn't think that the knife was directly inserted into the head of the horse under him.

With red eyes, Zhu Zhanji quickly turned over and dismounted, clenched the big sword in his hand and slashed hard at the enemy who attacked him.

The strength of the two sides is not bad, and the morale is not weak.

Even the morale of the three Oirat troops was slightly higher than that of the Ming army.

The two sides slashed and killed each other at this rather important Three Gorges mouth.

Zhu Gaoyu in the distance held the binoculars, stared at the battle in the distance, and couldn't help shaking his head.

"My eldest nephew is still too young."

"You have to use your brain to fight a war, how can you only know how to fight bravely?"

Zhu Gaoyu turned to look at Zhu Di.

Zhu Di was frowning and holding the binoculars to look at Zhu Zhanji, who was fighting hard on the battlefield.

At this time, Zhu Zhanji was already covered in blood, and his armor was full of knife marks, as if he was trying his best.

Zhu Gaoyu shook his head, then waved his hand to the King of Han who was watching the play and said,

"Second child."

"You take a team to support the eldest nephew."

support?

This place is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

The tens of thousands of people brought by Zhu Zhanji fought very hard.

It looked like he was going to retreat.

Why do you want me to go for reinforcements?

Take my soldiers to death?

Han Wang snorted coldly,

"You little brat, I usually don't talk about you if you show off twice."

"Why, you really think of yourself as a military advisor now."

"You know the shit!"

"What are you commanding here?"

Zhu Di gave Han Wang a displeased look, then frowned and said solemnly,

"you shut up."

"Let the fourth go on."

Zhu Gaoyu nodded and said,

"The terrain at the mouth of the Three Gorges is dangerous. If we continue to fight like this, even if we can win this battle, we will definitely lose a lot."

"If you kill a thousand enemies, you will lose [-] yourself. Then you can win victory with human blood."

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"It will definitely shake the military's heart."

"Once the morale of the army is dissipated, it will be more difficult to fight the hard battles that follow."

Zhu Di nodded in agreement.

"The fourth one said it well."

Zhu Gaoyu looked at Zhu Di and continued,

"If you want to solve this dilemma, it's very simple."

"As long as the second child leads a team of men and horses to advance from the path, go around behind the enemy, and form a flanking trend with the Ming army in front."

"Flanking from both sides, the main force of the enemy's Oara was severely damaged."

"Then let the Zhentian Artillery turn around together, abandon the enemy in the center, and choose to concentrate fire on the enemy on the left and right flanks."

"in this way."

"The deadlock can be resolved."

When everyone heard this, they nodded in agreement.

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"The little prince is right!"

"If it goes well, I am afraid that I will soon be able to enter the Tartar camp!"

"Yes!"

When the King of Han heard this, Zhu Gaoyu really had a few brushes.

He followed Zhu Di's march to fight the war, and he had never seen any big scenes.

He has experienced battles more dangerous than this.

Repeatedly nine deaths and one life, turning danger into safety.

It depends on the ability of this army to fight and arrange troops.