Compared with the leisurely and carefree attitude of Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Wenzhen, Lan Yu at this moment felt more pressured.
Even though he had tens of thousands of elite soldiers under his command, he was still unable to break through the defense line of Zhang Wuji and others.
It was also from this moment that Lan Yu realized what a true master was. Zhang Wuji and others had almost all achieved the state of being able to hold their own against ten thousand.
In addition to the hundreds of fearless soldiers beside them, Lan Yu's tens of thousands of elite troops were unable to move forward.
Lan Yu was a little angry, or rather, he was very angry.
In all his years in the army, he had never encountered such an opponent.
Lan Yu raised the two swords in his hands and shouted: "Kill Zhang Wuji."
"If he kills Zhang Wuji, this general will reward him with ten thousand gold coins, make him a marquis with ten thousand households, and grant him the hereditary title of Marquis."
In a rage, Lan Yu made the same promise as Chang Yuchun did before, that is, he also promised to give away the official positions and wealth that were not included in his title.
However, these did not matter to Zhu Yuanzhang. Not to mention ten thousand gold and a hereditary marquis, at this moment, if anyone could kill Zhang Wuji, even if it was a reward of a hereditary prince, Zhu Yuanzhang would agree without hesitation.
Unfortunately, there are no more than three people in the world who can do this. The key point is that those three people are not in Zhu Yuanzhang's camp.
As time passed, the gap created by tens of thousands of pounds of black fire was gradually blocked.
Seeing this, Lan Yu became even more panicked. He led tens of thousands of elite troops to fight for this place, but was stopped outside by Zhang Wuji, who only had a few hundred men.
Lan Yuben was thinking that with the help of this military achievement, he could discuss with Zhu Yuanzhang the issue of Zhou Zhiruo's ownership. If Zhou Zhiruo's ownership was difficult to negotiate, Zhao Linger and Yu Fei would also be possible.
But now it seems that the ownership of the three women around Zhang Wuji is not easy to determine.
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Inside the city, King Yin Ye had already led his soldiers to almost block the gap created by the explosion.
Although only some rubble and wood were used, it could at least ensure that this opening would not pose any threat to the soldiers in the city for the time being.
When the entrance was blocked and only one person could barely pass through, King Yin Ye in the city shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, it's almost time, please come back soon."
Zhang Wuji looked back, then he shouted to the soldiers beside him: "Brothers, you retreat first, I will cover your retreat."
A soldier beside him shouted: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid we can't leave. There are too many enemies. There are hundreds of us and we can't go back."
"You and the ladies are all people with high cultivation levels. You should retreat first, and we will stay behind to cover your retreat."
Zhang Wuji said angrily: "No, I, Zhang Wuji, have always been at the forefront. How can I let my brothers cover my retreat?"
The soldier smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you may not know me, but I have followed you since the Ming Cult period."
"You often told us that you wanted to give the people of the world a prosperous era that far surpassed the Tang and Han dynasties."
"Today, we have seen the shadow of that golden age."
"I have no regrets about following you even if I die. The only pity is that I can't witness you destroy all your opponents with my own eyes."
"Your Majesty, please leave quickly. There is no immortal in war. We are willing to die for you."
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What the Ming army soldiers said was right. These hundreds of people could no longer escape.
Facing an enemy group that was dozens of times their number, even though Zhang Wuji and his men could still attack and defend with ease, these hundreds of soldiers were already struggling to resist.
Faced with the rain of arrows flying all over the sky, no less than a hundred people have died outside the city. They can't retreat.
At this moment, Zhao Linger also came to Zhang Wuji and said, "Young Master, please leave quickly. Now is not the time to act on impulse. Zhu Yuanzhang has a large number of people and powerful forces. If we are completely surrounded by them, we will be in trouble."
Zhang Wuji was still hesitating, as he was reluctant to leave behind the hundreds of soldiers who were there to cover his retreat.
Zhou Zhiruo on the side also said to him anxiously: "Zhang Wuji, wake up. If you choose to act impulsively at this time, we will all die here."
In desperation, Zhang Wuji could only grit his teeth and say, "Retreat, let's go back to the city."
As she spoke, Zhao Linger grabbed Zhang Wuji's arm and flew up.
The two of them flew to the top of the city wall while resisting the rain of arrows.
After seeing Zhang Wuji leave, Zhou Zhiruo breathed a sigh of relief. She shouted to Yu Fei who was not far away: "Sister Yu, you can't fight anymore. If you don't leave now, you will never see Zhang Wuji again in your life."
Yu Fei originally wanted to take the opportunity to kill Lan Yu, the capable general, but now it seems that it is no longer possible.
Lan Yu knew that he could not defeat Yu Fei, so he had already placed hundreds of soldiers in front of him.
No matter how powerful Yu Fei was, it was impossible for him to break through the siege of hundreds of people in a short period of time.
In desperation, Yu Fei could only fly up.
A Ming army soldier beside her shouted loudly: "Brothers, cover the two ladies' retreat."
"His Majesty has long promised us that he will bring prosperity to the people of the world. Today, we can be said to have died a worthy death."
"Let's give it a try."
The sound of killing was loud, and the hundreds of Ming army soldiers moved forward bravely without fear of life or death.
In a flash, Yu Fei and Zhou Zhiruo also flew to the top of the city wall.
After they came to Zhang Wuji, they asked in unison: "Are you okay?"
Zhao Linger said: "We are fine."
Zhang Wuji looked down and said with great heartache: "We are fine, but the hundreds of soldiers below are doomed to die."
Zhao Linger hurriedly comforted him: "A real man dies on the battlefield, and his death is worthy. As long as you can give them a prosperous world, their sacrifice today will be worthwhile."
Zhou Zhiruo also said: "These soldiers have put life and death aside since the day they went to war with you. Everyone is like this, and we women are even more so. As long as you, Zhang Wuji, don't let us down, it will be the best reward for us."
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Those hundreds of Ming army soldiers who risked their lives were gradually drowned in the surging sea of people.
In less than half an hour, they were all killed by the butcher's knife, and no one survived.
Lan Yu, who was standing under the city, shouted angrily, "Zhang Wuji, do you dare to come out of the city and fight me?"
Zhang Wuji ignored Lan Yu, but gathered his strength and shouted to Zhu Yuanzhang who was watching the battle from a distance: "Zhu Yuanzhang, if you have the guts, continue to attack the city."
Zhang Wuji's voice was so loud that it reached the ears of the soldiers of both armies in just a moment.
Even the mount chosen by Zhu Yuanzhang let out a low moan from the sound.
Zhu Yuanzhang whispered: "Damn it, it seems that Zhang Wuji is much more troublesome than Zhao Min. This bastard is really hard to deal with."
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