Before three o'clock, an unprecedentedly tragic war was underway in Zhengyang Gate, the capital city.

The total force invested by both sides was as high as 100,000, which was almost the same as the previous battle at Xizhimen. Just as the tower of Zhengyangmen was steadily attacked and eroded most of the people, and they were about to push the Ming army down the city. At the critical moment, the Ming reinforcements emerged from the Tatars' flank. It was the cavalry of the royal army led by Lin Heng and Wang Lingzhi.

The military layout of the Tatars was basically the most important in front and the other side, and the west was the most important in the east. This was because the Tatars had to guard against the soldiers of the Chenxi tribe camped in the northwest of the Xizhimen in the capital, and had to send heavy troops west of Xuanwumen. The Tatars attacked Zhengyangmen and strived to make contributions in one fell swoop, so the main force was in the front.

But at this time, the cavalry of the Daming King's Army broke out from Chongwen Gate, which was located east of Zhengyang Gate. There were not many Tatars stationed in this direction. Outside Chongwen Gate, the total number of Tatars stationed was only 2,000. These soldiers were basically tribal soldiers in the Tatar army that acted as the role of cheering for the side drums and drums.

These small tribes with a population of less than 10,000 have already sent few troops, and they are always worried that the Khan tribe will annex the troops and horses. They are usually cautious and walk on thin ice, for fear of the losses being too great. Now a Ming cavalry suddenly appeared in the city, and the signal to these tribes' soldiers is... the Ming army launched a counterattack!

After a brief confrontation with Wang Lingzhi and Lin Heng, these tribal cavalry immediately fled to the Tiandi Temple south, without even the slightest resistance.

Although Wang Lingzhi was not satisfied with killing, he knew what his main task was today. He took the lead and rushed towards Zhengyang Gate, without knowing what danger was.

No matter how high your martial arts are, you are afraid of flying knives, and no matter how strong your riding skills are, you are afraid of artillery and powerful crossbows. You usually die faster when rushing in front, but when you put it on Wang Lingzhi, this one doesn't seem to work very well.

The first thought of the Tatars when they saw Wang Lingzhi was that this kid was very brave. If I killed him, he would become a hero praised by everyone in the tribe. As a result, he took the initiative to meet him, but no one could support Wang Lingzhi's hands. Once more people died, the others would naturally retreat.

Batumonk, who was personally present at the Heaven and Earth, was obviously not prepared to launch a counterattack against the Ming army from Chongwenmen. After learning about the movements of the Ming army, he immediately drew 2,000 Khan cavalry from the troops attacking Zhengyangmen to stop Wang Lingzhi and Lin Heng's troops from the rushing.

The two sides soon fought together. When the Tartars discovered that the troops were the commanders of Wang Lingzhi and other generals who were invincible in the Battle of Xizhimen yesterday, they couldn't help but panic.

What the Tatars were afraid of was not the mighty generals like Wang Lingzhi, Lin Heng, or thousands of Ming cavalrymen, but the Chenxi troops who were likely to take a detour to the Chongwenmen attack.

There is an indelible shadow in the mind of every Tatar, and this person is Chen Xi. Although Chen Xi's name has resounded throughout the grassland after the war in Hongzhi thirteenth year, many Tatars, especially the warriors in various tribes, were not convinced, because they felt that Chen Xi was just lucky.

However, during this battle between the Tatars invaded the Central Plains, Chen Xi first defended Tumu Fort, and did not lose a single battle with the national teacher Yisima. Then he led his troops back to Juyong Pass and defeated the third largest Tatar tribe, the Yibula tribe. Then there was yesterday's battle in Xizhimen. Under the leadership of Shen Xi, the Ming army actually fought with the Tatar cavalry in the plains.

At this point, the Tatars, who were not afraid of heaven and earth, had already formed a psychological shadow on Chenxi. As long as they faced Chenxi's troops, they would feel timid in escaping.

"Wulala..."

Although many Tatars who were rushing to the battlefield were shouting, their actions had slowed down. Many people frequently looked behind the cavalry team opposite, preparing to turn around and escape if they were not good, and their morale fell sharply without realizing it.

Wang Lingzhi waved the big sword in his hand, and was brave enough, like a dagger inserted into the Tatar cavalry formation. Lin Heng led the cavalry to guard the rear wings of Wang Ling, causing the Tatar cavalry to overturn the horses.

Without artillery to ensure depth and no follow-up reinforcements, the two sides collided fiercely, and Wang Lingzhi's arrow function was fully displayed. Since no one could resist his killing, the Tatars' cavalry formation was quickly opened up, and the formation was in chaos.

Wang Lingzhi rushed left and right in the Tartar army formation. Many Tartar cavalry first subconsciously turned around to avoid it, and then wanted to leave the Killing God far away. At first, they only had one horse and two horses, but later they formed a defeat and scattered.

Batumonk saw it clearly and couldn't believe his eyes for a moment. It was too incredible that the Mongolian cavalry, who were dominant in the world, was defeated against the Ming cavalry.

Batumonk endured the throbbing in his heart. On the one hand, he dispatched cavalry again to fight, demanding that the cavalry west of Xuanwu Gate return to support quickly. On the other hand, he issued a death order to Susuha, who was commanding the battle on the front line, and he would take down the Zhengyang Gate at all costs.

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"Boom!"

There were bursts of violent explosions coming from the city wall. The Tatars outside the city finally used the few Fran cannons in their hands to launch an indiscriminate bombardment of the Ming army and the Tartars who fought in depth in the city wall.

As the dense flowering bullets fell, the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were indeed flying with flesh and blood, and the corpses were everywhere, and the Tartars could not help. They were scattered limbs and broken arms everywhere, and the miserable fogs were everywhere.

When the Tatars' artillery ended, the Ming army deep in the city was almost empty. The Tatars who followed the city took the opportunity to occupy a large area of ​​open space. The Ming army and the Tatars fought near the inner side of the city wall, and were about to be completely controlled by the Tatars, and the situation was already in danger.

In the area east of Zhengyangmen, after the Tatar cavalry was dispersed, the cavalry of the King's Army actually had an absolute advantage in the local area.

Wang Lingzhi showed his courage in this battle. Facing the continuous pounce of the Tartar cavalry, the big sword in his hand would take away the life of a Tatar cavalry almost every time he swung his sword. After completely breaking through the formation of the Tartar cavalry, he glanced left and right, and rushed towards the Tatar infantry who was launching the attack.

"kill!"

Wang Lingzhi didn't think about stopping and waiting for the reunion with the large army. Lin Heng was quick-witted and ordered half of the cavalry to chase and kill the defeated Tatar cavalry, and the rest followed Wang Lingzhi and moved forward.

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Zhu Houzhao was in the city tower. Before the Tartars were bombarded continuously, the city gate tower had several corners collapsed, but he was not afraid at all and focused on the brave cavalry of the king-supporting army. However, as the battlefield moved to Zhengyang Gate, his vision was blocked by the outer edge of the city wall below. The naughty child became anxious: "I can't see it... No, I want to go down to participate in the war!"

Zhang Mao had already gone down the city tower to organize a counterattack. At this time, only a few eunuchs from the East Palace and dozens of guards were able to persuade Zhu Houzhao.

At this critical moment, Xie Qian climbed the city tower and was accompanied by a Ministry of War officials behind him.

As soon as Xie Qian went up to the third floor, he met Zhu Houzhao and was wild. He immediately stretched out his hand and blocked Zhu Houzhao's way forward. Zhu Houzhao widened his eyes and shouted sternly: "Mr. Xie, what do you mean?"

Xie Qian replied seriously: "Your Highness, the Tartars have already reached the bottom of the city tower, and the Wei minister risked his life to enter the building. At this time, you must not leave the gate tower one step!"

Zhu Houzhao said angrily: "Shangshu Xie, are you a sect? Or are you a sect?"

Xie Qian said coldly: "Crown Prince, this is Your Majesty's will. We must ensure your absolute safety. The old ministers dare not violate it. Guards, please strictly protect the prince. If the prince leaves the city tower without authorization, you will definitely land on the ground!"

Zhu Houzhao said fiercely: "Who dares to stop me? The head of the people will fall to the ground!"

The guards were in trouble and were suddenly put in a state of death, but obviously, Xie Qian had more weight than a thirteen-year-old naughty child. They weighed it and knew that the consequence of letting the prince go downstairs was probably death, which caused the Ming Dynasty to cut off its inheritance. Not only did they lose their lives, but they would also implicate their families.

Zhu Houzhao insisted on breaking into the stairs, but was stopped by the official in his thirty years old beside Xie Qian. Zhu Houzhao said angrily: "Do you dare to stop me?"

The man replied: "Your Highness, you must forgive me. The country must not be without a master for a day, nor must it be without a crown prince. I dare to ask the prince, if you go down, if you encounter ravine, sword, spear, sword, and halberd, and die suddenly, who can bear the responsibility of the country's heir?"

Zhu Houzhao was stunned. Obviously, the other party's erotic words were reasonable and evidence-based, which made him not know how to refute. Then, his eyes rolled, and he grabbed the loophole in the other party's speech and launched an attack: "Do you dare to curse me?"

The man said, "The country has no crown prince, how can the country be solid? Your highness should know that the world is peaceful, and the crown prince must be the best. As the crown prince, how can he take risks with his own life? If the crown prince is in trouble and does not dissuade him, he is a slander! Your highness wants to go down the city tower, please step over the body of the weak minister!"

"You... do you mean, are you going to persuade him by death?" Zhu Houzhao frowned and looked at the person. For some reason, he had no disgust towards him. This person was not old and spoke clearly, and he was knowledgeable and talented at first glance. He reminded him of Shen Xi, and his aura became weaker without realizing his momentum.

The man said, "Yes!"

Zhu Houzhao looked at Xie Qian and looked at the guards around him who were about to stop him. He knew that it was impossible for him to go downstairs. Besides, he wanted to go out before, but he was just a little nervous. He was actually very afraid of death.

"What's your name?" Zhu Houzhao asked.
Chapter completed!