When the Annamite general realized that the sudden mass deaths of his soldiers were related to the muskets carried by Zhu Yuntong's Ming soldiers, it was not until later that he understood the true nature of the deaths.

It's too late!

By this time, nearly half of Annam's soldiers had been lost.

Before these people could even figure out what was going on, they had already died inexplicably.

The remaining half of the Annamite soldiers were also thrown into disarray, scattering in all directions.

Let alone wanting to take up a sword and fight the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, let alone take up a sword and kill those civilians.

At this moment, all they wanted was to escape from this bizarre situation as quickly as possible.

Because they didn't know that the Ming Dynasty had firearms, let alone that the Ming Dynasty now had such powerful firearms.

So now, this bizarre scene only made them feel terrified; the enemy didn't seem to be getting close to them, and they didn't seem to see any weapons.

But soldiers kept falling, and various wounds inexplicably appeared on their bodies.

This instilled a sense of fear in the Annamite soldiers for no apparent reason.

In such circumstances, they were less likely to cause any harm to the common people or Zhu Yuntong's musketeers.

Because they were so terrified at that moment, they dared not resist in the slightest and only wanted to escape this terrible scene as quickly as possible.

However, the more accurate the aiming, the more opportunities the musketeers had to shoot and kill them.

So, amidst round after round of gunfire, the remaining soldiers of Annam fell one after another.

This continued for about ten breaths, and almost all of the Annamese soldiers on the scene had fallen.

Although many did not die, they were no longer a threat because of the gunshot wounds and could only lie on the ground, wailing and screaming as they awaited their death.

A small number of others tried to escape into the distance, but by this time, he had very few Annamite soldiers left.

If they were to fire again, it could easily cause friendly fire incidents, harming innocent civilians as well as Ming soldiers.

Therefore, the Ming musketeers did not resort to shooting the remaining few hundred Annam soldiers with muskets.

Instead, he slung his musket over his back, drew a long sword from his waist, and charged at the remaining hundreds of Annamite soldiers.

At this moment, the remaining few hundred Annamite soldiers felt an overwhelming sense of fear.

There were originally more than 10,000 soldiers, but now, in the blink of an eye, only a small number of survivors remain.

They felt that they were not fighting against the army of the Ming Dynasty, but against death itself.

This is terrifying. Under such intense fear, how could one possibly have any will to resist?

Even when they saw Ming soldiers approaching with long swords, they could only flee.

They couldn't muster even the slightest thought of resistance!

Under such fear, without any thought of resistance, all they could face was death.

So, under the long swords of these Ming Dynasty musketeers, these hundreds of people quickly became dead.

These Ming soldiers showed them no mercy. To show them mercy would be to be cruel to themselves on the battlefield.

It is cruel to those innocent people who died, and it is also a threat to the people living on the border in the future.

Therefore, they must be killed!

Zhu Yuntong was never a soft-hearted person; he could be kind to the people of the Ming Dynasty, but also cruel to foreign enemies.

The more he cares about our people, the more he hates foreign enemies.

After almost all of the Annamite soldiers were finished off, only the Annamite general and a few Annamite soldiers protecting him remained.

At this moment, those Annamite soldiers had gone mad.

This scene has put immense pressure on their mental health, pushing them to the brink of collapse and causing them to experience neurological problems.

They stared blankly, trembling all over, and knelt timidly on the ground.

The Annamite general, though mentally stronger, couldn't help but tremble, but he managed to stand there.

Zhu Yuntong, mounted on horseback, slowly approached, staring at the Annamite general who was trembling like a leaf, and then spoke:

"This... is the consequence of provoking the border of my Great Ming!"

The Annamite general swallowed hard, looking at Zhu Yuntong as if he were looking at a devil.

The hunter had become the prey, and the contrast was so great and the transformation so rapid that even the Annamite general found it hard to accept for a moment.

But faced with this situation, he had no choice but to accept it, and could only say in a trembling voice:

"I...we didn't harm the villagers, you...you can't kill me..."

Zhu Yuntong laughed, then looked at the Annamite general with a mocking gaze and said:

"How many civilians have you killed on the borders of my Great Ming? If I don't kill you, ask the soldiers behind me if they'd be willing."

Ask those people you've confined here, who could die at any moment under your sword, if they'd be willing to accept this.

The Annamite general was speechless for a moment.

Yes, they may not have killed many people here, but what about in other places?

In the days leading up to their arrival in Ming territory, they immediately occupied several villages.

Weren't the villagers killed by them?

If Zhu Yuntong hadn't arrived so promptly with these soldiers today...

So, do the people in this small village of just over two thousand have any chance of survival?

Only then did he realize how idiotic it was to beg Zhu Yuntong for mercy.

Zhu Yuntong then pulled out a pistol, pointed it at the Anlan general, and said calmly:

“Killing someone is punishable by death, let alone an enemy like you. Only your deaths can serve as a warning to the souls of those who died because of you. Only your deaths can put the people of my Great Ming at ease.”

After saying that, he pulled the trigger sharply. With a bang, the Annamite general slowly fell to the ground in fear, blood streaming from his forehead.

It's over. It's all over.

None of the soldiers from Annam who came to this village survived.

The more than two thousand people were saved, and they slowly stood up from the ground.

Previously, they had been coerced into kneeling by Annam soldiers through various means.

Now, thanks to Zhu Yuntong's rescue, Zhu Yuntong's impassioned and domineering words, Zhu Yuntong's protection of these people, and his zero tolerance for the enemies, they are now in a better position.

These people finally stood up.