The commander-in-chief was humiliated by his subordinate, and there is a reason why he did not get angry. The disdainful attitude of Xu Da at the moment obviously enraged many Northern Yuan generals, and then one of the Northern Yuan generals holding a wolf-toothed iron club stepped forward to request a duel.

  "General! The enemy is so rude, I'll go and kill them to show off our power!"

  "Go, be careful!" Nai Er Hua nodded, since the general's morale was high and he had volunteered to fight, he had no reason not to agree. It was just right to use this opportunity to suppress the momentum of the Ming army, and besides, his Northern Yuan brave warrior Dou Jiang had never been afraid of anyone... except for that freak Chang Yuchun, of course...

  "Can anyone among you Ming troops dare to fight me, Batu?"

  Baturuema halted in front of the two armies, loudly shouting and waving his wolf-toothed club up and down with a fierce wind, apparently eager to fight against the Ming army generals.

  This Batu was originally a tribesman of the Heishan tribe on the grasslands, and from an early age he had extraordinary strength that set him apart from ordinary people. As he grew older, he became even more fiercely brave, making him the first warrior in his tribe. After Emperor Shun of Yuan fled back to the grasslands and began recruiting soldiers for war, Batu enlisted in the army and was immediately promoted by a testing officer to become a hundred-household leader. Moreover, during one battle against the Ming army, he single-handedly killed an entire small squad of Ming soldiers. From then on, relying on his exceptionally fierce fighting skills, he rose through the ranks all the way until now, when he has already become a commander of ten thousand men.

  Now that our commander has been humiliated, his fiery temper cannot tolerate it. Please prepare for battle to behead the Ming army's general and shake their morale.

  Just after Batu called to battle, a cavalry general rushed out of the Ming army formation to confront him. Seeing someone coming to fight, Batu let out a loud roar and charged forward, swinging his wolf-toothed club. Taking advantage of the speed of his horse, he instantly closed in on the general and swung his club down towards the general's head.

  At this moment, Wang Bi was stunned. He didn't expect the northern barbarian to kill him directly without even waiting for him to sign up. Was it that they looked down on him? However, he didn't know that Batu had grown up in the grasslands since childhood and naturally didn't have the habit of shouting his name when fighting in the Central Plains. He only sought victory by killing the enemy.

  "Clang!" The sound of the weapons colliding was like thunder, and Wang Bi did not disappoint as a seasoned general on the battlefield. He countered Batu's sudden attack by directly blocking his wolf-toothed club with his own weapon. The two sides began to exert force against each other, with Batu's arms bulging with veins like a snake coiled around his arm, clearly using all his strength. Wang Bi's horse was restless, its hooves dancing in place, while Wang Bi himself gritted his teeth and turned red in the face as he stubbornly resisted the wolf-toothed iron club above him. From the looks of it, neither side seemed to have the upper hand.

  But Wang Bi ultimately fell to the knife of time, and he, who was over 40 years old, could not compare with the young and vigorous Batu, and was defeated in this competition.

  As soon as Wang Bi withdrew his hand, Batu's wolf-tooth club slammed heavily onto the ground, kicking up clouds of dust. Wang Bi panted heavily, staring fiercely at Batu, and pulled out two pairs of double-edged knives from the saddle. He wanted to let the opposing general know how he earned the title "Double-Edged Knife King".

  Taking advantage of Batu's momentary gasp, Wang Bi took a deep breath to suppress the fatigue brought by his exhaustion, and rode his horse straight to the enemy general, with his twin blades flashing like shooting stars chasing the moon, slashing towards Batu's head. As the saying goes, you come and I go, now let you taste the ferocity of King Wang's twin blades.

  Batur was unable to swing his weapon in time, and could only barely dodge by leaning back. Wang Bi took advantage of the opportunity to strike down with a slash, thinking that this time Batur would not be able to dodge.

  However, the two knives that struck were on Batu's horseback. It turned out that when Batu saw the two knives as unavoidable, he decisively flipped over and abandoned his horse, thus avoiding this fatal move.

  Batuer, who had fallen to the ground, changed the momentum of Wang Bi's sudden attack. Relying on his innate brute strength, he directly used a sideways sweep to knock over both himself and Wang Bi with his horse, then grabbed his wolf-toothed club and rushed forward.

  The king's landing naturally did not surrender, and the two sides turned from horseback to footwork, going back and forth for fifty rounds without a winner. The dust was flying everywhere, and the sand was filling the air. The soldiers on both sides were watching with bated breath, even Zhang Feng, who was guarding the middle army in the back, wanted to go forward to see what the real battle array would look like, but unfortunately, the military order was like a mountain, and at this moment, he could only stand still and guard here.

  Batur was getting more and more fierce, attacking like a madman without regard for his own life. Wang Bi couldn't withstand it, dodging left and right but not daring to take the blows head-on. This wouldn't work either, he would eventually be worn down by the enemy general here, he had to think of a move to take him down.

  Wang Bi, who had made up his mind, suddenly let go of his hands and threw the two knives into the sky. Batu saw that his opponent had voluntarily abandoned his weapons, so there was no reason not to take advantage of the situation and kill him. The wolf-toothed club at his waist pushed forward like a long spear, stabbing towards Wang Bi. If this hit, even if he didn't die, he would be crippled.

  Wang Bi was not foolish, and he directly bent down to avoid the attack. Then, with a flip of his body, he rolled under Batu's crotch and immediately got up to catch the falling twin blades. With a straight stab, the two precision-crafted steel knives pierced through Batu's back and into his heart. The great general of the Yuan army, Batu, did not even have time to react before crashing to the ground. Wang Bi took a deep breath, pulled out the twin blades, and with one slash, beheaded Batu.

  All this happened in the blink of an eye, and neither of the commanders had time to react. Most of the soldiers were still staring blankly at the scene, unable to comprehend how two people who were evenly matched just a moment ago could suddenly have one person fall dead and beheaded.

  After a brief silence from both sides, the Ming army officers and soldiers burst into loud cheers, while the Yuan army soldiers were silent as cicadas. Several Ming generals even rode their horses to Wang Bi's side to protect him, fearing that the northern barbarians would be enraged and shoot cold arrows at their hero.

  Looking at Batu Noyan's head being cut off, his face was extremely ugly. He thought it would be a chance to boost the morale of his own soldiers again, but who knew that Batu, known for his bravery, actually lost and even had his head chopped off? As a result, the army's morale not only failed to increase but also declined significantly, and the excitement brought by yesterday's news of reinforcements was almost completely dissipated.

  Nurhaci, enraged and humiliated, wanted to order a charge and start the decisive battle, but reason forced him to hold back. If he had ordered the attack at the beginning of the two armies' deployment, there would still have been some chance of victory, but now that morale was sagging, even a fifty-fifty gamble was impossible. At this point, Nurhaci's mind was already turning to retreat.

  But Xu Da did not let go of this great opportunity, and he immediately stood up and drew out the equipment from his waist: "Military listen to orders! With me charge over and slaughter the Northern Yuan Di barbarians! The time to build merit has arrived! Those who capture the enemy leader will be rewarded with 10,000 pieces of gold! Kill!"

  "Kill!" The 300,000-strong army let out a unified roar, and the decisive battle had thus begun...

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