Cao Zhuang Station, inlaid with white flag camp

In the night, the fires rising outside the camp quickly connected with the help of the wind. After the line of fire, waves of rockets continued to fly, and while constantly killing and injuring the soldiers with the white flag, many new fire points were added to the white flag camp.

Looking at this completely unexpected scene, Azig's heart was so depressed that he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He did miscalculate.

The cunning Ming army had no intention of confronting him head-to-head with a white flag. After he easily set the enemy into the village, the Ming army did not go straight to the center of the camp where he was heavily armed, but instead cut into the empty perimeter of the camp. After the Ming army gained the upper hand, it began to use fire attack tactics on a large scale.

The fire attack is a great threat to the dense camp camp, but the Ming army is hiding behind the line of fire and covering with bows and arrows.

Seeing the fire line rising on the periphery, the fire became stronger and stronger with the wind, and Azig's mind was blank when he couldn't find a countermeasure for a while.

"The Twelve?"

Dreg's anxious voice rang in Azig's ears.

"Twelfth Master, quickly cut off the way of the Ming army, and we must not let them continue to rush."

Finding that the line of fire was still spreading rapidly, Dregg couldn't hold back any longer. If the Ming army is allowed to rush down, the entire battalion may not be able to be saved.

"Oh, yes, yes."

Azig, who was suddenly awakened by the sound, heard the advice like a lifesaver.

"Sons, follow me." While greeting the pro-soldiers around him, Azig yelled at the Derge: "Drege, you come to arrange the firefighting, and I will intercept the Ming Pig." ”

Fire?

Looking at the back of Azig running away quickly, and then at the fire that had become stronger and stronger by the wind, Dreger had a wry smile on his face.

The fire has been completely formed, such a large line of fire, and the interference of the Ming army, how can he save it?

"Someone, tear down all the tents for me, quickly."

Carefully observing the situation in the camp, the veteran Dreg resolutely ordered.

The tent that had been burned could no longer be saved, so he had to tear out a piece of white land as soon as possible to use it as a fire barrier, and try to keep the remaining half of the camp!

On the outskirts of the camp, seeing that the fire had completely ignited, Man Gui's heart rose again.

The position of the Ming army is not safe.

Large-scale fire in a night attack is definitely a risky move. The fire is ruthless, although the Ming army is in the upper hand, but if the wind changes, burning others will become burning himself, then he will become a joke.

What's more, with this fire, the intentions of the Ming army have been completely exposed, and the white flag tartars will never let them rush forward easily.

It's been so long, the Tartars should have mobilized a large number of heavy troops in the front by now, and even sent troops out of the camp from the other side, ready to chase and intercept them, right?

It's time to retreat.

Raising his head to distinguish the position, Man Gui's face showed a resolute look: "Mingjin, collect the troops." ”

After receiving General Mangui's order, the sound of the golden gong in the Ming army's array suddenly rang out.

Hearing the sound of the golden gong in the array, the Ming army stopped rushing forward and began to turn the attack to the outer wall.

The Ming army, which had the fire as a barrier and was not disturbed by the soldiers with white flags, easily broke through the wall and opened the way for retreat.

After throwing the broken wall into the fire and adding the last firewood to the fire in the white flag camp, the Ming army left the blazing white flag camp and began to evacuate to the center and right with ease.

"The whole army dismounts, rests, rests."

In the glimmer of dawn in the east, hearing Man Gui's order to rest, many Ming troops stopped their horses, climbed off their horses without any image, and collapsed on the spot.

After sending several sentry horses in all directions to pull up the cordon, Man Gui frowned as he looked at the staggered Ming army.

This is not the center-right office. It is not even ten miles away from the white flag camp.

I chose to rest here because Man Gui was still full of flames burning in his heart.

Take it when you see it?

Man Gui didn't want to accept it now.

In a night attack, the Ming army only lost a few soldiers in total, but achieved unprecedented results.

The camp with white flags was burned down by the Ming army. The casualties of the soldiers with the white flag are counted in a small number, how can there be hundreds of shooting wounds and burns, right?

With such a huge loss, the morale of the Tartars must have suffered a great blow now.

And more importantly, through this night attack, Man Gui had unprecedented confidence in his cavalry and archery tactics.

The duration of this night attack was not long, and Man Gui had calculated that with the 30 feather arrows equipped by the Ming army, there were now at least a dozen feather arrows left per person. It was enough to support the Ming army for another fierce battle.

Choosing to stay here, Man Gui is aiming at the white flag light cavalry that may be chasing.

Man Gui has already calculated, if there is really a white flag light cavalry out of the camp to outflank them, with the arrogance of the Tartars, if they do not outflank their Tartars, there is a great possibility that they will be chased after them.

The Ming army left the white flag camp for nearly ten miles, and the white flag light cavalry traveled several miles around the camp, and the white flag light cavalry chased here, and there must be a lack of horsepower.

In Mangui's calculations, the Ming army, which would raise horsepower after a short period of repair, had a good chance to defeat the white flag light cavalry with poor horsepower in one fell swoop.

The night attack won a complete victory, and then the Ming army that was able to defeat a Tartar light cavalry head-on, and won a series of victories, could break the myth of the undefeated Tartar field and completely get rid of the long-standing timidity of the Tartars.

The light rider who has achieved this step is the elite team in Man Gui's mind.

But at this moment, seeing the Ming soldiers staggering around him in the morning light, the flame in Gui's heart was half extinguished in an instant.

This Ming army is not the veteran squad that he repeatedly broke the grassland Tartars in Xuanfu back then, and it is really far from the tenacity. If the white flag light cavalry really chases, can this Ming army really withstand the next battle?

Man Guizhong, who was full of doubts, turned over and stepped onto the war horse.

Unwilling, really unwilling.

He's going to try his best to try again.

"Brethren!"

While urging the horses to march slowly, Man Gui shouted loudly: "Brothers, just now we beat the Tartars to the ground, and set the Tartar camp on fire. The fire was about to burn down the Tartar camp completely. But there is an arrogant Tartar who does not go to put out the fire, and even dares to chase after us. ”

Hearing Man Gui's roar, the Ming army who looked at Man Gui with a strong fighting spirit during the rest was in an uproar.

Man Gui, who was on his horse, was not surprised by the noise of the Ming army, and he continued to roar without waiting for the Ming army to subside: "With such a big fire, the Tartars can only come from the rear by detour. And if they want to catch up with us, the Tartars have to catch up at full speed.

Think about it, brethren. More than ten miles of running at full speed here, the horsepower of the Tartar should be exhausted, right?

Brethren, do you say that we will have enough horsepower for a while, but will we kill the Tartars without leaving a piece of armor? Or do you want to run for their lives while they are running out of horsepower? ”

As soon as Man Gui said these words, in addition to arousing the greater noise of the Ming army, all the Ming troops also struggled to stand up and began to carefully take care of their war horses.

The Ming soldiers and soldiers all understood that if there was really a Tartar to chase them, whether it was a battle or a departure in the end, sufficient horsepower was the best guarantee for life.