As Zhu Ying looked at the commandery residence before him, his eyes burned hot.
Slay the enemy's commanding general!
Claim all the credit for breaching Jincheng—this was his goal.
"Brothers, kill!"
Zhu Ying roared as he continued charging and killing.
His target was clear: the commandery residence in Jincheng.
Ahead of Zhu Ying, the Yuan Army scattered and fled in panic, packed together in utter chaos.
At this moment!
From within the commandery residence—
"This Prince is here."
"Sons of Great Yuan, quickly reform your ranks and face the enemy! Fight the Ming Army to the bitter end!" Man Jier bellowed.
That shout
immediately drew the gazes of the Yuan soldiers fleeing in every direction.
"Great Yuan and the Ming Kingdom are mortal enemies. If we fall into the hands of the Ming Army, death is certain."
"Only fighting the Ming Army to the bitter end shows the blood and spirit of Great Yuan's sons of the grasslands."
"All warriors, heed my command—kill!"
Man Jier shouted again.
In response, thousands of personal guards swiftly rushed out from behind him within the commandery residence. One force directly cut off the retreat of the fleeing Yuan soldiers, while the other met the pursuing Ming Army head-on.
"The Prince has commanded!"
"Those who flee on their own shall be executed without mercy!"
"Those who fight the Ming Army to the bitter end shall be rewarded, and Great Yuan will surely extend its grace to their families!"
"Kill!"
Man Jier's personal guards blocking the rear roared.
They forced the fleeing Yuan soldiers to turn and fight.
Seeing this, those Yuan soldiers could only turn back.
Meanwhile, the two thousand personal guards Man Jier had dispatched charged toward Zhu Ying.
"Kill!"
"Fight the Ming Army to the bitter end!"
"Kill...!"
Man Jier's personal guards howled