The Ming Dynasty: The most ruthless imperial grandson, Old Zhu begged me not to kill him.

Chapter 620 Exploring the Enemy's Scheme Again
Zhu Xiong Ying's gaze was cold and stern as he slowly said, "Don't underestimate the enemy. Although Arthus Timur is cunning, we have a well-thought-out plan this time. As long as we coordinate properly, we will surely be able to annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop."

He paused, then continued, "All units, depart and make sure you arrive at the ambush location on time and await the signal."

The generals nodded in agreement and then led their respective troops to set off quickly.

As Zhu Xiong Ying watched the departing figures, he silently thought to himself, "This battle is of great importance; we must break through the enemy's defenses in one fell swoop."

As time went on, the various Ming army units quickly assembled at the designated ambush points.

Zhu Xiong Ying led his main force to hide outside a valley, his eyes fixed on the enemy's movements in the distance.

Before long, dust billowed in the distance, and a massive Timurid army was marching towards the valley.

Zhu Xiong Ying sneered inwardly.

"Sure enough, it's here."

He raised the command flag in his hand, quietly waiting for the best opportunity.

The enemy troops gradually approached and entered the ambush he had set up.

These Timurid soldiers were clearly unaware of anything amiss and continued marching as usual.

When the enemy's main force had all entered the valley, a cold glint flashed in Zhu Xiong Ying's eyes.

"Now!"

He suddenly waved the command flag, signaling the attack.

In an instant, the Ming troops who had been lying in ambush on both sides of the valley charged out like tigers descending the mountain.

A deafening battle cry instantly echoed through the valley, catching Timur's soldiers completely off guard.

"kill!"

Ming soldiers brandished their weapons and charged at the unsuspecting enemy from both sides.

The archers immediately drew their bows, and a volley of arrows whistled out, raining down on the enemy camp.

The enemy ranks were thrown into chaos, and many soldiers fell to the rain of arrows before they could even react.

Zhu Xiong Ying's gaze was cold and stern as he personally charged into the enemy ranks, sword in hand.

He led his main force to launch an attack from the front and engaged the enemy in direct combat.

Although Artesius Timur's soldiers were numerous, they were completely thrown into disarray by the sudden ambush and were unable to mount an effective counterattack.

On the battlefield, shouts of battle rose and fell, and the glint of swords flashed in the air.

Zhu Xiong Ying's swordsmanship was superb; every strike accurately hit the enemy's vital points.

His personal guards also fought bravely, killing the enemy soldiers who rushed in front of him one by one.

"Brothers, charge! Kill them all!"

Zhu Xiong Ying shouted loudly, his voice filled with fearless determination.

The morale of the Ming army soared, and they fought fiercely, suppressing Timur's army's resistance.

Meanwhile, Li Jinglong's light cavalry had already circled around to the enemy's rear, cutting off their retreat.

Timurid's army was attacked from both sides and fell into great chaos.

Seeing the situation was dire, Artesius Timur hurriedly ordered a reorganization of his formation in an attempt to reverse the tide.

However, Zhu Xiong Ying's ambush came too swiftly, and the enemy had no time to reorganize.

As his soldiers fell one by one, Artesius Timur was filled with rage.

"Damn the Ming army, how dare they launch a sneak attack!"

He personally led an elite cavalry force in an attempt to launch a counterattack from the flank and break out.

Zhu Xiong Ying saw Atshust Timur's movements and immediately ordered the mobilization of troops to meet this elite cavalry.

The two armies clashed violently in the center of the battlefield, raising dust and the deafening sound of clashing weapons.

Zhu Xiong Ying personally took to the field, his long sword gleaming coldly, each strike carrying immense power, directly cutting down enemy cavalrymen.

Arthus Timur also personally wielded his long sword in the melee, killing several Ming soldiers.

Their eyes met briefly on the battlefield, and they both saw a resolute fighting spirit in each other's eyes.

"Zhu Xiong Ying!" Artesius Timur roared and spurred his horse toward Zhu Xiong Ying.

Zhu Xiong Ying was not afraid at all and suddenly swung his sword to meet the attack.

The two clashed instantly, their weapons striking each other with a piercing metallic sound and sparks flying.

Artesius Timur was incredibly strong. His long sword slashed down with a whooshing sound, but Zhu Xiong Ying dodged to the side and then thrust his sword at Timur's shoulder.

Artesius Timur reacted swiftly, raising his sword to block the attack, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

"You really think you can beat me?"

He roared and swung his knife at Zhu Xiong Ying again.

Zhu Xiong Ying did not confront him directly, but instead used her agile movements to skillfully dodge and search for his weaknesses.

Just then, a bugle call suddenly resounded across the battlefield.

Zhu Xiong Ying's eyes lit up; this was a signal from Xu Zeng Shou.

"The backup has arrived!"

Zhu Xiong Ying secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He suddenly exerted his strength, forcing Artesius Timur back several steps, and then waved his hand to order: "All troops, advance and annihilate them completely!"

The morale of the Ming soldiers soared, and they charged toward the remaining Timur army.

Seeing the situation was dire, Artesius Timur had no choice but to retreat hastily with his remaining troops.

Zhu Xiong Ying did not continue the pursuit, but instead ordered his troops to stabilize their position and consolidate their gains.

After the battle ended, Zhu Xiong Ying stood on the high ground, overlooking the entire battlefield.

Although the enemy remained tenacious, this ambush was undoubtedly a major victory.

He turned to look into the distance, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

"Atshüstimur, this is only the beginning."

this battle.

The morning sun shone on the earth, and the bloodstains on the battlefield had not yet completely dried.

Zhu Xiong Ying stood on the hillside, gazing intently into the distance.

Yesterday's ambush inflicted heavy losses on Timur's army, but Zhu Xiong Ying knew that this was only the beginning.

Artesius Timur will not give up easily; he will surely take further action.

Zhu Xiong Ying knew that this was a critical moment for both sides to outwit and outmaneuver each other.

“Your Highness, although we won a great victory yesterday, the remaining enemy forces have not been completely defeated. Atshyustimur will surely make a comeback.”

Lan Yu stepped forward, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

Zhu Xiong Ying nodded, having already anticipated this.

"Atshtimur is unwilling to accept defeat. He will definitely mobilize more troops, and may even use his last hidden forces."

Upon hearing this, Li Jinglong also stepped forward, his expression solemn.

"Your Highness is absolutely right. Although we caught them off guard yesterday, the enemy has not been completely defeated. We need to be wary of their counterattack."

Zhu Xiong Ying nodded slowly.

"That's why I had to go to the enemy camp again to investigate the situation in person."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed drastically.

"Your Highness, you must not take this risk again!"

Xu Zengshou hurriedly said.

"Atshüs Timur already knows about our ambush on him yesterday, and the enemy camp must be heavily guarded today. It would be far too dangerous for Your Highness to go there in person!"

Lan Yu also frowned and advised, "Your Highness, your status is too high. It is better to send spies to investigate. You do not need to take the risk yourself."

Zhu Xiong Ying remained calm and his gaze was firm.

(End of this chapter)