Chapter 62

This morning, I was startled to find four update tickets, which scared me. One was for 3,000, and three were for 9,000. These update tickets are really overwhelming. This update is for the patrons from last week, "Merlin? Shadow Song" and "Butler" Little Brat's Sky.

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Yue Fei, such a loyal minister, was beheaded by you. You think it affects your imperial throne, no problem, but what do these soldiers have to do with your imperial throne?

If ordinary soldiers can threaten your emperor, why be an emperor at all?

"Your Majesty, why don't we defend the city?" On the city wall, the banner commander of the Plain White Banner, Dor, looked pale. This was too terrifying. One after another, each was more terrifying than the last. How could they fight? If they went out, they would either be completely annihilated or a few hundred survivors would flee back to Beijing.

"We must fight." Ao Bai looked at Zhou Yang, who was standing in the air. He had been somewhat moved, but was suppressed by Zhou Yang. If the Eight Banners Army survived, he might not.

"Shop owner, I wonder if the remaining armies can fight together?" Ao Bai asked cautiously. After a few more rounds, the remaining banner commanders might not be able to mobilize their troops, even his direct subordinate, the Plain Yellow Banner, might not listen to his orders.

Zhou Yang did not respond, looking at the few emperors below. They looked at each other and nodded slightly. Whether they fought together or separately, it made no difference, it was all one-on-one.

"You don't have to participate. As long as the five banners engage in battle, you can all be enfeoffed as kings." Looking at the five banner commanders who were terrified, Ao Bai said calmly.

The five banner commanders looked at each other, their eyes showing some movement. Even if the Eight Banners Army was completely annihilated, they still had the Mongol Eight Banners and the Han Eight Banners under their command. If they were enfeoffed as kings, they could rule an entire province as local emperors.

Under the persuasion of the banner commanders, the remaining five banners of the Eight Banners Army rushed out. The moment they left, the city gates of Beijing were closed.

The two armies clashed, the cries of battle shook the sky, and blood mist drifted. One army stood out, with Yang Ye leading his seven sons like eight sharp swords, constantly piercing through the Plain White Banner.

"Kill!"

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen, seeing his troops and the strongest Plain Yellow Banner of the Eight Banners Army locked in a fierce battle, looked anxious. He spurred his white steed and charged into the enemy ranks.

Behind him, the flag officer carrying the yellow dragon battle flag followed closely.

Yu Qian, who was commanding the army at the front, saw the yellow dragon battle flag charge into the enemy and his face trembled slightly.

Without needing to speak, the troops under Ming Yingzong Zhu Changluo felt their blood boil and their souls tremble.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!!"

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The cries of battle shook the sky. In an instant, several Ming armies broke through the defense of the Plain Yellow Banner, fighting with madness and ferocity. The Ming soldiers were like tigers descending from the mountains, breaking through the sheep-like enemy. Where the yellow dragon battle flag waved, all defenses crumbled.

Attack! Attack! Attack again!

The mighty Plain Yellow Banner, under the onslaught of the Ming soldiers whose combat power had multiplied several times, even ten times, was gradually torn apart.

"Good!"

Emperor Zhengde, seeing the scene, was filled with excitement. He spurred his black steed and, wielding a broadsword, charged into the Ming army that was already in the lead. The morale of the Ming army was instantly ignited, the horses like dragons, the men like tigers, completely shattering the defense of the Plain Red Banner.

The cavalry of the Plain Red Banner could only flee.

"Looks like I can't stay back anymore." Ming Guangzong Zhu Changluo smiled slightly and spurred his horse into the battlefield. His sword flashed with a cold light. For this lecherous emperor who also wanted to be a wise ruler, he had chosen the Yin-Yang Supreme Harmony Technique from the Ten Thousand Worlds Tower, which was as valuable as high-level martial arts. Now, he had already generated a bit of true qi.

"Roar!"

The troops under Ming Guangzong Zhu Changluo let out a wolf-like howl, as if they had been imbued with an invincible aura. The defense of the Plain White Banner instantly crumbled.

In the command tent, Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi remained calm. Under the leadership of the Yang family, his troops had a significant advantage. If he went out now, it would be like taking credit from his ministers, which would be too undignified.

As for Song Qinzhong Zhao Huan, his face was pale, his hands clenched white, and he finally let go helplessly.

Zhou Yang, watching from the sky, was somewhat disappointed. Song Qinzhong Zhao Huan was too weak. The emperors of the Song Dynasty were generally weaker compared to those of the Ming Dynasty.

If Song Qinzhong Zhao Huan just walked out of the command tent, the morale of the Song army would increase by at least thirty percent. If he rode onto the battlefield, the Plain Yellow Banner would likely be torn apart before he even got close.

Many Ming emperors had been on the battlefield, but except for the two previous emperors, almost no Song emperors had. If Song Qinzhong Zhao Huan set this precedent, even if the Plain Yellow Banner was one of the three elite banners of the Eight Banners Army, they could still hold their ground against three banners.

On the battlefield, only the troops under Song Qinzhong Zhao Huan were at a disadvantage. If not for the ten thousand elite soldiers lent by Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi, they would have already been defeated by the Plain Yellow Banner.

The soldiers under Song Qinzhong Zhao Huan were not very strong to begin with, and now they were fighting against the elite Plain Yellow Banner of the Eight Banners Army. The situation was predictable.

"Zhao Huan, don't disgrace the Zhao family!" Seeing the Song army showing signs of retreat, Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi couldn't help but scold Song Qinzhong Zhao Huan. The seven armies of the Eight-Nation Alliance were already in a position to win, but only the troops under Song Qinzhong Zhao Huan were not only not in the lead but also at a growing disadvantage.

If Song Qinzhong Zhao Huan were defeated, it would not only be a defeat for him but also a disgrace for the entire Song Dynasty.

"Do you want to repeat the same mistake?" Looking at the bowed head of Song Qinzhong Zhao Huan, Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi wanted to kick him.

Damn, this is the emperor of our great Song Dynasty, my descendant. How could such a weak emperor be born? He had already practiced martial arts techniques, and although the time was short, he had bought pills to increase his power.

If you charge out now, you won't even be able to cut down one enemy!

Didn't you see that when Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen first charged into the enemy, the Ming army was momentarily stunned, and he managed to cut down two Eight Banners soldiers?

After that, he couldn't even touch a hair. The countless frenzied Ming soldiers were like chickens on steroids. A single soldier could fight two thousand-man commanders of the Eight Banners Army, even forcing them to retreat.

If you charge out now, even if the entire Eight Banners Army is in front of you, these troops can still break through the encirclement with you.

Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi was just one step away from saying, "I should have shot your great-great-grandfather into the wall."

"Can you even touch a hair? No, you can't even see a hair!" Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi mocked.

"Ah!..." Under the cold and hot sarcasm of Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi, Song Qinzhong Zhao Huan finally mustered the courage, lowered his head, closed his eyes, and howled as he ran towards the enemy.

Seeing Song Qinzhong Zhao Huan running quickly, the Song army's morale instantly soared. All the soldiers felt an unknown surge of blood.

"Bang!"

Song Qinzhong Zhao Huan tripped over a stone and fell flat on his face, making Zhou Yang twitch slightly. Damn, even if he had taken pills to reach the level of a third-rate expert, he shouldn't be so unlucky as to trip over a stone.

"Ah!..." With his face covered in blood, Song Qinzhong Zhao Huan got up and continued running towards the army.

The two ten-thousand-strong army under Song Qinzhong Zhao Huan's command was completely ignited. The combat power they unleashed was even stronger than the battle-hardened elite soldiers beside them. With fierce expressions, they charged at the Eight Banners Army, and the balance of victory finally began to tilt towards Song Qinzhong Zhao Huan.

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