Daming: I really don’t want to be an emperor!

Borjigin Enke stared at the chaotic battlefield situation in front of him with a solemn expression, and a heavy feeling welled up in his heart.

The current war situation is not optimistic for the Northern Yuan Dynasty!

However, what made him feel even more difficult at the moment was that the army in the rear was being tightly entangled by Zhu Chong and was unable to escape.

If not, he could have mobilized this rear army to reinforce the front line and tenaciously entangled the troops led by Zhu Gang.

As long as they can be successfully wiped out, the morale of the Ming army will definitely suffer a severe blow, which will bring a turning point for their side.

Borjigin Enke was filled with sorrow. He turned his head slowly and helplessly, his eyes cast towards the battlefield behind him which was filled with smoke and deafening cries of killing.

Borjigin Enke opened his eyes wide, in disbelief as he saw Zhu Chong, like a ferocious tiger, pouncing on the Northern Yuan army with overwhelming force.

The fierceness of the attack is so frightening that people can't help but feel terrified.

Under Zhu Chong's fierce attack, the Northern Yuan Dynasty's rear army was instantly drawn into a nightmare-like melee.

The Yuan army rushed left and right, trying to find a way to retreat, but found themselves in a desperate situation. It was harder than climbing to the sky to escape unscathed.

Faced with such difficulties and dangers, Borjigin Enke was extremely anxious but helpless. An unprecedented panic and despair surged into his heart like a tide, making him feel as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss of darkness, unable to find a glimmer of light and hope.

In the front, Zhu Gang was entangled by the Yuan army, and in the back, the Yuan army was entangled by Zhu Chong.

At this moment, Zhu Chong was covered in blood and had turned into a real bloody man.

However, Zhu Chong did not show any intention of retreating. Instead, he became more and more courageous as the battle went on, and burst into a heroic and hearty laugh.

"How great! How great! Haha..." The laughter resounded through the sky like thunder, frightening the enemy.

Seeing this, the soldiers around him were all excited and shouted in unison, "The general is mighty!"

The sound was deafening and echoed in the air for a long time.

As the commander of this army, Zhu Chong's every move touched the hearts of all the soldiers. His bravery and fearlessness inspired every soldier to move forward bravely and sacrifice their lives.

As a result, the soldiers' morale was greatly boosted, and they rushed towards the enemy camp like wolves and tigers, desperately entangling the Yuan army tightly, trying to wipe them out in one fell swoop.

"General, you see that the rear army is trying so eagerly to break through the siege. There is no doubt that the fighting on the front army's side must be extremely fierce. We just need to annihilate this rear army in one fell swoop, and then the battle in the front will be settled!" The deputy general stared at the rapidly changing situation on the battlefield and analyzed with a serious expression.

Although it is impossible to witness the specific battle situation on the front line with one's own eyes, just by observing the enemy's eagerness to break through and their unwillingness to fight, one can infer that they must have an extremely urgent task to complete, perhaps to reinforce a key location.

Zhu Chong heard this, and he could not help but feel helpless and angry. He glared at the deputy general and said coldly, "Does the king still need you to teach me? Isn't your talk superfluous? It's really nonsense! If my nephew's Maxim could be transported to this vast grassland, why would we have to go through such a tragic battle!"

Zhu Chong's words were full of regret and sorrow for not being able to possess such a powerful weapon.

As Zhu Chong spoke, he shook his head and sighed secretly.

However, he also knew very well in his heart that Zhu Yunhuan would never easily hand Maxim over to others.

After all, in this era of the survival of the fittest and constant power struggles, only if one's own strength is strong enough can one sit firmly on the throne.

As an advanced weapon with overwhelming advantages, the Maxim was undoubtedly an important tool for Zhu Yunhuan to consolidate his imperial power and deter foreign invaders.