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

Chapter 772 What kind of power is this? It's so strong!

Consort Li walked to Zhu Xiong Ying's side, gently took his arm, and said softly, "Your Majesty, now is not the time to explain. Let's resolve the current crisis first."

Zhu Xiong Ying then came to his senses. The Yan army's artillery was still bombarding the Ming soldiers, causing heavy casualties and putting the situation in a critical state.

"What...what can you do?" Zhu Xiong Ying asked.

Consort Li smiled mysteriously, "Your Majesty, please take a look."

She raised her slender hand and pointed to the sky. Zhu Xiong Ying looked in the direction she was pointing and saw streaks of golden light suddenly appear in the sky, like shooting stars streaking across the night sky and flying towards the Yan army's position.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of violent explosions rang out, leaving the Yan army's artillery positions in ruins, with flames shooting into the sky and thick smoke billowing out.

Zhu Xiong Ying was stunned. What kind of power was this? It was so strong!

Consort Li withdrew her hand, turned to look at Zhu Xiong Ying, and said with a light laugh, "Your Majesty, now it's our turn to fight back!"

Zhu Xiong Ying then realized what was happening and raised his arms, shouting, "Soldiers, charge with me! Slaughter all the Yan traitors!"

Seeing that the Yan army's cannons had been destroyed, the Ming soldiers were greatly encouraged and charged toward the Yan army's position with shouts.

Consort Li followed Zhu Xiong Ying, charging into battle with unparalleled skill. She was agile and highly skilled in martial arts, her longsword dancing like a serpent, each swing taking the life of a Yan soldier.

Zhu Xiong Ying stared at Consort Li's dashing figure, his heart filled with shock and doubt. Just who was this woman?
With the help of Consort Li, the Ming army advanced with unstoppable momentum, quickly breaking through the Yan army's defenses. The Yan soldiers were routed and fled in disarray.

Zhu Di stood on the city wall, looking at the defeated Yan army, his face ashen.

"Damn Zhu Xiong Ying!" he cursed through gritted teeth, "He actually had this kind of trump card up his sleeve!"

He turned to a man in black beside him and said in a deep voice, "Investigate! Find out who that woman is!"

The man in black took the order and left.

Zhu Di gazed at the distant battlefield, his heart filled with resentment and anger. He had originally thought he was certain to win this war, but unexpectedly, a dark horse had appeared out of nowhere!
He clenched his fists, secretly vowing to find out the woman's background and then tear her to pieces!

Meanwhile, Zhu Xiong Ying and Consort Li had led the Ming army into the Yan army's city. The Yan soldiers were unable to resist and surrendered one after another.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Zhu Di had no choice but to lead his remaining troops out of the city.

Zhu Xiong Ying stood on the city wall, watching Zhu Di flee in a disheveled state, and laughed loudly.

"Zhu Di! You have finally lost!" he shouted.

Consort Li stood beside him, a faint smile on her face.

"Your Majesty, congratulations on winning this war."

Zhu Xiong Ying turned to look at Consort Li, his eyes filled with gratitude.

"Consort Li, thank you. Without you, I'm afraid..."

Consort Li interrupted him, "Your Majesty, there's no need to be so polite. This is what I should do."

Looking at Consort Li's stunningly beautiful face, Zhu Xiong Ying felt a surge of inexplicable emotion. He couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke her cheek.

Consort Li did not flinch, but gently closed her eyes.

Zhu Xiong Ying's breathing became more and more rapid, and his hand slowly slid down, landing on Consort Li's shoulder.

Just then, a soldier suddenly ran over, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere.

"Report! Your Majesty, something terrible has happened! The Oirat army has invaded!"

Zhu Xiong Ying and Consort Li's expressions changed drastically.

The Oirats? Why would they invade at this time?
"How many people are there?" Zhu Xiong Ying asked anxiously.

"Your Majesty, according to our scouts, the Oirat army numbers a full 100,000!" 100,000!

Zhu Xiong Ying gasped in shock; this was no small sum!

He turned to look at Consort Li, his eyes filled with anxiety.

"Consort Li, what should we do?"

Consort Li frowned, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Your Majesty, there is no time to lose. We must immediately mobilize our troops to meet the Oirat army!"

Zhu Xiong Ying nodded. "Alright! I'll make the arrangements right away!"

He turned and left, leaving Consort Li alone on the city wall, gazing into the distance.

A complex look flashed in Consort Li's eyes. Was the invasion of the Oirat a coincidence, or... a conspiracy?
A thin mist clouded Li Fei's eyes. The timing of the Oirat invasion was so opportune that she couldn't help but ponder it. Zhu Xiong Ying's figure disappeared behind the city gate. She slowly turned around, her gaze falling on the bustling soldiers below the city, calculating the upcoming battle in her mind.

"A hundred thousand Oirat troops..." Consort Li murmured to herself, her slender fingers gently tapping the city wall. "It seems this battle will be difficult."

She took a deep breath, a resolute glint in her eyes. No matter what, she was determined to help Zhu Xiong Ying hold onto this hard-won victory!

Inside the palace, Zhu Xiong Ying summoned his generals to discuss countermeasures.

“The Oirat’s attack is fierce and must have been premeditated,” the Minister of War said in a deep voice. “We must be fully prepared to resist their attack.”

“Your Majesty,” a young general stepped forward, “I am willing to lead the troops into battle to meet the Oirat army!”

Zhu Xiong Ying nodded approvingly, "Good! Then you will lead 50,000 troops to the border to meet the enemy!"

"Your subject obeys the decree!" The young general clasped his hands in acceptance of the order.

After arranging everything, Zhu Xiong Ying wearily rubbed his temples. He was exhausted both physically and mentally from days of fighting.

"Consort Li..." he called softly, the image of Consort Li's heroic figure on the battlefield appearing in his mind.

"Your Majesty," Consort Li appeared beside him unnoticed, "I am here."

Zhu Xiong Ying looked up at her, his eyes filled with tenderness, "This time, thanks to you, otherwise..."

“Your Majesty,” Consort Li interrupted him, “I have said that this is what I should do.”

Zhu Xiong Ying held her hand, feeling the warmth of her palm, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

“Consort Li,” he gazed at her tenderly, “I…”

“Your Majesty,” Consort Li interrupted him again, “this is not the time to talk about these things. The Oirat army is pressing in, and we must come up with a countermeasure as soon as possible.”

Zhu Xiong Ying sighed. He knew that Consort Li was right; now was not the time to be preoccupied with romantic feelings.

“You’re right,” he released Li Fei’s hand, “we must first solve the problem of the Oirat.”

Consort Li nodded. "Your Majesty, I have an idea..."

Over the next few days, Zhu Xiong Ying and Consort Li discussed and formulated a complete battle plan day and night.

Meanwhile, the Oirat army had already approached the border.

A young general led an army of 50,000 to engage in a fierce battle with the Oirat army.

However, the Oirat army was brave and skilled in battle, and the Ming army was soon caught in a bitter struggle.

When the news reached the capital, Zhu Xiong Ying was extremely anxious.

"Consort Li, we must reinforce the front lines as soon as possible!" he said anxiously.

Consort Li calmly analyzed, "Your Majesty, the purpose of the Oirat invasion this time is probably not just to plunder wealth. They may very well want to take advantage of our unstable foothold and annex the Ming Dynasty in one fell swoop!"

(End of this chapter)