The strange atmosphere of the battlefield continued, and the confusion of the cavalry formation was also spreading, and even the little prince who was in the Chinese army had already heard the commotion, because the army had already withdrawn for several miles. 【Reading.com】

If it weren't for the fact that the army was mainly composed of the elite of the king's tent, such a retreat would have been enough to drain their morale, and then they would have fallen into panic and led to the collapse of the entire army.

The few chiefs and generals who were still beside the little prince no longer paid attention to the movements of the Ming army, but focused all their attention on their Khan king, their eyes full of worry and pleading.

Without a fight, this terrible thought lingered on their lips, but under the pressure of the little prince, no one dared to speak. Speaking of which, the little prince's expression was also a little terrifying, although he tried his best to suppress it and did not show any expression, but the tense green tendons on his forehead revealed his mood.

"Khan Wang ......" finally couldn't bear it, and retreated again and again, and now it is the limit.

The little prince seemed to be deaf, his eyes were still staring at the Ming army, no, it should be said that he was staring at some unknown place in the north, as if as long as he looked there, there would be a turnaround.

Just when everyone could no longer bear this torment and wanted to make a move, suddenly, the little prince's expression moved, his eyes widened a little more than just now, and then, a look of ecstasy welled up on his face, and he shouted: "Pull out the scrape! Take your men to the front and get ready to charge! ”

The change of "......" was too abrupt, including pulling out and scraping himself, and everyone was stunned. Did the Khan hear everyone's voices, or did he himself not hold back himself? You can use your own descendants as the striker to charge, this order is too strange, right?

The soldiers and horses of the royal tent line were better equipped, not only popularized cotton armor, but many elites were even equipped with iron armor, but those things were not enough to offset the power of the Ming army's crossbow array, and the vanguard was bound to suffer heavy casualties. At this time, shouldn't the soldiers and horses of other tribes be used as cannon fodder?

"Bastard, didn't you hear my orders? Still not going? The little prince didn't say a word, but split his head and covered his face with a whip, and shouted: "Victory is just around the corner, what are you doing with fear?" People can be reborn after death, as long as the Ming army is defeated here and the little emperor is captured, the glory of Dayuan will reappear! ”

"Yes, King Khan, I will definitely break through the Ming army." Although he hadn't figured out the situation yet, he knew that his sweat was serious, he wiped the blood on his head and face, turned his horse and left, and at this moment, the little prince's voice sounded behind him again.

"As long as you join the vanguard queue, everyone can get a hundred sheep, and those who break into the Ming army array will be doubled, and those who die, the sheep will also be given to their families, telling them that the immortality is proof, this is Ben Khan personally promised them, and they will never regret it."

After a pause, he completely realized that the King Khan was indeed going to fight to the death, and he didn't look back, hurriedly urged the war horse, and quickly disappeared into the military column.

After a while, the cheers and howls sounded like the sky, and where the flags were shaken, more than 10,000 heavy cavalry quickly formed a formation, which was a dense fish scale array, seeing this scene, even if they were on the flanks, Eto and others who had not had time to receive the news from the Chinese army understood that the time for a counterattack had come.

"King Khan, this ......"

Although the king's tent is claimed to be 100,000 elite soldiers, in fact, the little prince's headquarters has only 50,000 soldiers and horses, and the rest are just gathered by various tribes. And the subordinate relationship on the grassland is more straightforward than in the Central Plains, bloodline or anything is secondary, whether you can be a great khan or not, depends on strength.

If the little prince's headquarters suffered heavy losses, then the challengers would appear one after another, and despite feeling the determination of the little prince, the cronies still had to be reminded.

"Ben Khan knows ...... in his heart" The little prince waved his hand quietly, he was also helpless. One wrong step, one wrong step, just because he had the intention of preserving his strength, and now all the departments are already suspicious, if they are forced to fight, the time is likely to be delayed, and in that case, the overall strategy may go wrong.

Seeing that the eyes around him were still full of doubts, he thought about it and decided to explain that there was no need to keep a secret at this time: "The fire sieve is coming soon, and he brought 30,000 Varat cavalry......"

"Wow!" There was an uproar, everyone looked at their Khan King in disbelief, they all knew that the Khan King had a backhand, but they always thought it was related to Ming Guo himself, but they didn't expect it to be a team with Wara.

Don't look at the fact that both sides are Mongols, but the relationship is not very good, just in the spring, there was a big battle between the two sides, and the fire screen was deservedly defeated, far away from the west, who would have thought that he would appear at this time, and in the way of the allies.

"King Khan, ...... in the spring" The person who spoke wanted to remind the little prince whether the fire sieve would hold a grudge and make small moves.

"That's a show for the Ming people, Luo Bashi and they have always been a little disrespectful, just let the fire sieve help with the cooking...... Ben Khan promised a fire sieve, and after entering the Central Plains in the future, all the places west of Datong would belong to him, and he also sent him a lot of food and weapons, he was also a hero, and he would not be ignorant. ”

“…… The Khan was wise. "After acting in such a big scene, killing three birds with one stone, who said that we Mongolians are not good at strategy? The king of his own khan is simply wise, and when he understands the truth, everyone's eyes become fanatical.

"King Khan, why don't you wait for the fire to arrive before you do it?"

"Humph!"

Encouraged by the impending victory, and praised by everyone in unison, the little prince was already proud, but when he heard this, his face suddenly sank, and he snorted coldly: "The thief of the fire sieve is slipping, when we deliberate, it is said that he will appear when the battle is the fiercest and the Ming army's defense is the weakest, his messenger has arrived, if he sees that we haven't done it yet, then ......"

waved his hand a little frustratedly, and the little prince's expression became cold: "Let him go, Warat is far away from the Central Plains after all, our brigade is in Xinghe, as long as we can win the Ming army in front of us, we can drive straight in, no matter how we preserve our strength, they can't compete with us." ”

Pulling out the lost scraper and holding the flag and running back and forth in front of the battle, shouting to boost morale: "The armor is in front, don't take a bow and arrow, all hold a shield, just charge into the battle, the king of Khan has now promised you cattle and sheep, and when you take the flower world of the Central Plains, you will be rewarded with land and slaves, and if you die, it will be passed on to your family from generation to generation!" ”

"Whew!" Although he did not yet know the plan of the Tatarva attack, his encouragement was still effective, and the morale of the cavalry quickly rose, and for the steppe people, as long as they did not starve, they could not care about anything.

"The crossbow arrows of the Han people are nothing remarkable, Genghis Khan also encountered the same thing back then, but the Han people are a group of cowardly cattle and sheep, even if they have sharp teeth and sharp teeth, they will not be the opponents of the jackals on the grassland, the descendants of Genghis Khan, follow me, rush up, and kill them all!"

"Whew...... Drink! The rumbling sound of horses' hooves sounded like thunder, and tens of thousands of horsemen gathered into a torrent, rushing towards the Ming army with an indomitable momentum.

Unlike the rangers of the Wusu tribe, this time, the captives were not so arrogant, and as soon as they rushed through the middle of the battlefield, they had already lowered their bodies, covering their bodies behind the horses, and then erected their shields in front of the horses, covering most of the horses, and from a distance, the charging queue looked like a shield wall moving at high speed.

Before the popularization of hot weapons, relying on long-range weapons to solve battles can only be said to be a luxury, even the Mongols, who claimed to be invincible in cavalry and archery, put their cavalry in front, and shooting was only an auxiliary means.

Before, the little prince had a heart of gain and loss, and shook the heart of the army, but when he decided to fight to the death, the barbarian surnames of the nomads also quickly broke out, and they showed their true skills.

Ten thousand horses galloping, unstoppable.

...... "Distance!" At the same time as he discovered the Tartars' movements, Zhengde had already ordered the whole army to stop, and when the Tartars' forward began to charge, and the main force was slowly accelerating to follow behind, Zhengde still remained calm.

"Five hundred meters!"

"Distance!" After a moment, Zhengde asked again.

"Four hundred meters!"

"Your Majesty, it should be almost, right?" Zhengde is very calm, but gentle but a little panicked.

"Wait, 300 meters is the best range......"

From the clairvoyant mirror, it is clear that the Tartars who launched the charge this time were not light cavalry, but heavy cavalry, and they were also holding shields, and the divine arm bow was not a cannon after all, and it was difficult to hurt such an enemy at a distance of three hundred meters.

"Three hundred meters!"

"Three-stage round, put!" The wind word flag shook again and again, the sound of twisting strings, playing strings, and orders sounded again, and the metal storm once again enveloped the battlefield.

The power of the Divine Arm Bow is the same, but the Tartars are also prepared, the shield they use is not a wooden shield, but an iron shield or covered with iron, at a distance of three hundred meters, the Divine Arm Bow does not have the ability to directly break the shield.

Since the captives rushed over in a dense formation and the time was pressing, the Ming army did not take accurate shots, but salvos that paid more attention to surface killing.

Therefore, the effect of the first round of shooting was not too good, although dozens of horses also fell in the Tartar array, but the effect was much worse than the previous one-down large piece. The fallen cavalry did not even disturb the people behind, and even if they were lying on horseback, the captives were still able to make just the right amount of evasive maneuvers.

The charge went smoothly, and there was a cheer in the Tartar formation, only the little prince's face was still solemn, and at a distance of two hundred paces, such a result could still be achieved, so what if it was closer?

The three rounds of salvo fire achieved the result of killing and injuring two or three hundred enemy cavalry, in the past, Wen Wen would definitely be very happy, even the longbow battalion of Jizhen did not have such ability, but now, he was worried.

As a staff officer, he didn't understand the other party's motives at all, why he retreated, what conspiracy was brewing, and why he launched a counteroffensive at this moment, he was completely confused. In addition, he also lacked confidence in the Guard's melee ability, and only pinned his hopes on the Divine Arm Bow.

The Divine Arm Bow is very powerful in killing light cavalry, but in the face of heavy armored cavalry, it seems to be much worse, he is indeed difficult to calm down, and can only pin his hopes on close attacks.

(To be continued)