Hearing the shouts of killing that were getting louder and louder, Zhao Min was naturally delighted. She was happy that she had such a great influence in the Ming army. You know, Zhao Min was the person who had fought with Zhang Wuji for the longest time, so naturally the most Ming army soldiers died at her hands.
And now, listening to the waves of shouts and cries of killing that rose with her arrival, Zhao Min knew that the past was probably completely over. The Ming army soldiers loved her so much, and regarded her as a kind of faith. Isn't this a good thing?
However, the same thing goes, the joys and sorrows of different people are not shared. When some people are happy, naturally some people will be unhappy.
Zhou Zhiruo looked back and said, "This damn Mongolian fox, she said so much nonsense before, and said that she was very important. Why is she coming up here now?"
"Doesn't she have any shame at all?"
Yu Fei on the side laughed and said, "Sister Zhou, are you jealous? When the two of us crossed the river, it seemed that the soldiers didn't react at all."
Zhou Zhiruo glared at Yu Fei and said, "Don't talk nonsense. It's not that the soldiers didn't react, it's just that their reaction was a little smaller."
"Sister has also been hanging out with Zhang Wuji in the army for several years. Is it possible that she has no influence at all?"
Yu Fei knew that Zhou Zhiruo was making that boring comparison again. Among Zhang Wuji's many women, Zhou Zhiruo was undoubtedly the most outstanding one at the beginning. But later, after Zhao Linger came, she seemed to play a greater role, because Zhao Linger was rich and willing to fight for the foundation accumulated over hundreds of years. In addition, Zhao Linger was much older than Zhou Zhiruo, and her cultivation was far higher than Zhou Zhiruo. Therefore, over time, Zhou Zhiruo admitted the fact that she was suppressed by Zhao Linger.
But later, after Zhao Min joined in, things changed again. She had been an empress before, and the reason she was able to become an empress was not because of her appearance. If she only relied on that appearance, she would not even be able to become the empress of Emperor Shun of Yuan.
In short, Zhao Min is also a very capable person, and her abilities are something that Zhou Zhiruo can never learn even if she wants to.
Just like now, although she is no longer the so-called empress, even so, she still shocked the entire army with her embarrassing identity and the fact that she slept with Zhang Wuji and got the title of Grand Marshal.
Some things depend on seniority. Zhou Zhiruo does not have Zhao Min's seniority and experience, and she will never be able to learn to be like her in her entire life. Zhou Zhiruo did spend a few years in the army with Zhang Wuji, and she was indeed very brave in fighting on the battlefield, but when she was shining, Zhang Wuji's brilliance was even greater, and naturally it was not so conspicuous because she was overshadowed.
After thinking of this, Zhou Zhiruo, who was a little angry, pulled the bowstring in her hand again, but for a while she couldn't find the figure of the highest-ranking Japanese commander here.
In desperation, she could only aim her arrow at a Japanese man who was waving a sword and screaming. Although the Japanese man was by no means the supreme commander, he seemed to have some status at first glance.
As expected, the arrow shot down and killed the man. Then Zhou Zhiruo reached for the quiver behind her, but she didn't touch anything.
Dozens of arrows had been shot, and dozens of Japanese died at the hands of this beauty.
Seeing this, Zhou Zhiruo said no more. She threw down the arrows and the quiver on her back, drew her sword, and rushed towards the Japanese camp.
Looking at Yu Fei again, she seems to be careless on the surface, with a personality like Zhu'er, but in fact, she is also a meticulous person when it comes to big things. Just like at this moment, she will never let Zhou Zhiruo fight alone. She will stay with Zhou Zhiruo no matter what, not for anything else, but because she doesn't want her to get into trouble, and they also want to take care of each other.
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Looking at Tokugawa Hideyoshi, he was also a little overwhelmed by the sudden excitement and frenzy of the Ming army.
Until he saw a strange flag three meters high coming to their side of the river.
At this moment, the strange flag was moving forward at a leisurely pace. The flag was like a signpost indicating the direction. The Ming army soldiers who had been fighting in groups of three or five, or dozens of people, seemed to be under some kind of spell. They unconsciously fought in the direction indicated by the strange flag.
"What is that?" Tokugawa Hideyoshi asked in horror.
Nobuo Takeda on the side looked at it carefully for a few seconds and shook his head: "I don't know what that is, but judging from the excitement of the Ming army, at least a general has arrived at the river bank. If it is more mysterious, it may be their marshal."
After hearing this, Tokugawa Hideyoshi agreed with it very much. He had already pushed all his soldiers forward on the river bank. Now he had no more troops and it was impossible to reorganize any organized charge. This was the only wave he could use. If he could charge forward, he would charge forward. If he couldn't, it would be impossible to retreat, because at least one-third of his soldiers were fighting with the Ming army. As for the remaining two-thirds, it was naturally because the river bank was not big and they had no space to fight on their own.
But even if that was the case, Tokugawa Hideyoshi would not have been able to let two-thirds of the people withdraw, because the situation was so chaotic that he had no idea who to give the order to.
He could only supervise the battle from behind, making sure that the soldiers could not retreat a single step, but this was happening.
Because although Tokugawa Hideyoshi faced artillery shells and directly attacked with 10,000 people at a time, these 10,000 people were almost all scattered. Without the advantage of formation, their combat effectiveness was naturally greatly reduced.
Tokugawa Hideyoshi had witnessed an incredible scene. As expected, he could have relied on his advantage on this river bank to drive the Ming army into the water. However, at this moment, the Ming army was not only not driven into the water, but instead relied on its own strength of more than 1,000 people, less than 2,000 people, to beat back more than 10,000 of its own troops. If the situation continued to develop in this way, it would be a quarter of an hour before its own soldiers would collapse as the Ming army's strength increased.
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