At this moment, the Ming army was already showing signs of collapse.
It’s not that they don’t have the courage to fight, but they really can’t win.
These Yuan army soldiers all know something about the current situation of the Yuan Empire.
If we don't win a great war soon, I'm afraid all the Mongols will have no place to stand.
Therefore, in today's battle, these tens of thousands of troops naturally fought to the utmost.
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Let’s look at the battlefield where Zhao Linger is.
At this moment, she and Wei Yixiao had gathered almost all the Ming army soldiers on the battlefield.
King Yin Ye was also forcibly pulled out of the chaos by Wei Yixiao.
After the two of them returned to Zhao Linger, Wei Yixiao hurriedly said: "Empress, the troops have been almost gathered together. Most of the remaining soldiers are still fighting fiercely and cannot be withdrawn."
Zhao Linger said: "Don't stand there, retreat quickly, I will stay behind to cover your retreat."
King Yin Ye said: "Empress, I know that you have a high level of cultivation, far superior to me and General Wei, but it is not your turn to do this cleaning work. Please go find His Majesty."
Zhao Linger glanced at the two of them and said, "Well, then I'll have to trouble you two generals."
"We must lead all the troops out, break out of the encirclement of the Yuan army, and run westward. When we are together with General Yang, we can make a comeback."
Zhao Linger rode away, and the Ming cavalry here also began to retreat westward.
The Yuan army here is all infantry, while the Ming army here is all cavalry. As long as they can extricate themselves from the current fight, they will definitely get rid of these pursuers.
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Zhao Linger was concerned about Zhang Wuji's safety, so after leaving the battlefield, she rode her horse at full speed towards Zhang Wuji.
But at this moment, the battlefield on Zhang Wuji's side had already turned into a one-sided defeat.
The cavalry on both sides were being defeated in the front while those behind were desperately pursuing the enemy.
In such a chaotic scene, how could Zhao Linger see Zhang Wuji?
Zhao Linger was extremely anxious, and the sweat on her forehead had already wet her cheeks: "Young Master, you must not be in any danger. It doesn't matter if we lose this battle. We can just start over. But Xiao Yuxiao is still in Zhao Min's hands. If something happens to you, the Ming Dynasty will have no successors and will probably collapse in an instant."
Zhao Linger closed her eyes slightly, took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and then followed her intuition to chase after him.
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On the other side, Zhang Wuji was riding his horse at full speed. He felt very ashamed, and he could even say that he had never been so ashamed in his life. He had lost so many soldiers, and was being chased and beaten by Han Yulou. As the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he had completely lost face.
Han Yulou is recognized as the second best martial artist in the world, and his attainments in martial arts are second only to Zhang Sanfeng.
He traveled thousands of miles to help Zhao Min get rid of Zhang Wuji.
Therefore, even if it cost him his life, he would not let Zhang Wuji escape again.
Time is passing by little by little. The battle started around noon.
But now, the sun is setting.
The actual battle only lasted for a little over an hour, but this rout has not ended until now.
Zhang Wuji, who was running wildly, looked at the sun that was about to set and thought to himself, "Just hold on a little longer. After dark, I will be able to get rid of this annoying old guy behind me."
But at this moment, the warhorse under Zhang Wuji suddenly fell to the ground and foamed at the mouth, obviously having reached its limit.
Zhang Wuji looked back at Han Yulou, who was only twenty or thirty feet away from him, and gritted his teeth before heading towards him.
He didn't want to have a decisive battle with Han Yulou, but wanted to kill the warhorse under Han Yulou's crotch with a sword. As the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, if Zhang Wuji ran in front with his own two legs and the enemy chased him on horseback, the country's prestige would be completely lost.
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Zhang Wuji held his breath and stared at Han Yulou who was not far away. When Han Yulou saw Zhang Wuji stop, he was overjoyed.
Then Zhang Wuji suddenly swung his sword, and Han Yulou on horseback flew up. But just when he thought a big battle was about to begin, he saw Zhang Wuji turn around and flee.
Han Yulou looked down and said angrily: "Zhang Wuji, what do you mean? You are an emperor, why don't you dare to fight with me?"
Zhang Wuji did not respond to him, and seeing that Zhang Wuji did not respond, Han Yulou gritted his teeth and continued to chase him.
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An hour later, Zhang Wuji looked back and suddenly burst into laughter: "Old man, how old are you? Why are you running so hard? You can't catch up with me. If you keep running, you might tire yourself to death."
Han Yulou was furious and said, "Zhang Wuji, if you have the guts, stop and I will skin you alive."
Another hour passed, and Zhang Wuji could clearly feel that the second best person in the world behind him was getting slower and slower.
After all, he is an elderly man. No matter how high his attainments in martial arts are, they are not as practical as those who are a few years younger.
Zhang Wuji, who was running in front, laughed again and said, "Old man, I know you are probably not going to be able to do it. A person of your age can't beat me in a competition of strength."
"A few years ago, also when we were near Longcheng, I fought a fierce battle with the Yuan army. Duan Zihao chased me for more than a hundred miles but couldn't catch up with me. You, old man, must be much older than Duan Zihao. If you keep running, you will probably get internal injuries, and it will shorten your life, which will be too late to recover."
Han Yulou also knew that he was almost out of strength. He didn't know how long he had been chasing Zhang Wuji, but he was sure that if Zhang Wuji kept running like this, he would never be able to catch up.
Han Yulou suddenly stopped and shouted to Zhang Wuji in the moonlight, "Zhang Wuji, don't run away. Let's sit down and rest first."
Zhang Wuji naturally stopped when he heard this.
He sat on a huge rock and laughed, "Old man, what a pity, I don't have any helpers around me now. I have several wives with good cultivation. If one of them is by my side, I will definitely skin you alive today."
Han Yulou also sat on a rock and said, "Zhang Wuji, stop trying to show off your quick words. If you have the guts, just stand there and don't move. Let's fight to the death today."
"You are an emperor at least, so don't embarrass yourself in front of me, an old man who is almost sixty years old."
Zhang Wuji laughed: "Face, face is nothing. If you can beat him, fight him. If you can't, run away. There is nothing to be ashamed of."
"Besides, now you are the only one who sees me like this. When I return to my soldiers, I can say that I fought with you, the second best master in the world, for a thousand rounds, and I only gave up when you escaped."
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