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"Hmm, are you surrounded? Fortunately, General Li Chengliang and Li were gone last night, at least leaving the seeds of revenge"

Early in the morning, Yang Zhao stood on a watchtower in the camp, looked at the Mongolian iron cavalry that had surrounded his camp through the clairvoyant mirror, and couldn't help but say.

"Big brother, don't worry, with me, there are more than 5,000 guards, even if you die, my brother will protect you and kill you!" Yang Yuntong's eyes were red, and he stepped forward and said loudly.

Last night, Li Chengliang failed in a sneak attack, leading more than 3,000 remnants of the defeated army to retreat to Yang Zhao's camp, originally intended to assist Yang Zhao and resist Alta's army head-on.

"General Li's kindness, the old man understands it. But this time, the old man can't agree, the Liaodong Iron Cavalry is the only hope for the revitalization of my Liaodong Army, and our army will be defeated in a war tomorrow. The old man only hopes that in the future, someone will be able to lead my Liaodong Army, rise up again, kill me, and avenge the old man" Yang Zhao did not hesitate to refuse Li Chengliang's request to assist in defense, and asked Li Chengliang to take the path back to the dangerous mountain overnight.

At present, although there are 50,000 troops in Yang Zhao's camp, most of them are infantry, and the only 5,800 cavalry cannot compete with the iron cavalry of Alda, both in terms of combat strength and number. In a word: there is still a chance to defend it, otherwise you will definitely die!

"The Ming army inside listened, immediately put down their weapons, came out and surrendered, the merciful Altan Khan can also give you a way to live, otherwise you will be killed and not one will be left!" At this time, a Han man dressed as a Mongol rode a horse from the Mongol army and shouted triumphantly.

"Dog mongrels who sell for glory! Die! Yang Yuntong roared angrily, snatched the big bow in the hands of the soldiers around him, and the full bowstring was like a crescent moon.

"Bang!" With a clear roar, a wolf's tooth arrow shot out in an instant, hitting the man's throat, and the man didn't even have time to let out a scream before he fell off his horse and died instantly.

"Dog Tartar! Lao Tzu is the chief soldier of Liaodong who was enshrined by the Ming Emperor, how can he grovel like you, a bandit leader? You dream! Yang Zhao pulled out the battle knife at his waist and shouted loudly.

"Die or die!" Beside him, Yang Yuntong was like a god of war, raising the big bow in his hand and shouting loudly.

This atmosphere quickly spread among the soldiers of the Ming army, and the soldiers, who were originally pale and full of fear, gradually regained their courage, waved the weapons in their hands, and frantically insulted the Mongolian iron cavalry outside the city.

Originally, in the face of such a huge Mongolian iron cavalry force, and their own side had no backup, the news of the defeat of the Liaodong iron cavalry last night, which was the most capable of fighting, had already spread among the soldiers. In the hearts of all the soldiers of the Ming army, they couldn't help but feel a burst of timidity and fear.

Driven by this emotion, the Ming soldiers will gradually lose the courage to fight, and even become a group of weak and incompetent people, like the weakest sheep, at the mercy of the Mongol iron cavalry.

But Yang Yuntong's arrow at the critical moment completely changed this situation, and Yang Zhao's appearance and encouraging slogan also greatly encouraged the soldiers: Our commander is with us, he did not leave us and run away!

At critical moments, the commander is the courage of an army, and the reassurance in the hearts of the soldiers.

"Boom, Yang Zhao still has two more sons. Ben Khan originally thought that these Ming Dynasty barbarians had become a group of lambs to be slaughtered, but he didn't expect to be tossed by Yang Zhao's old horseman, but they became a group of puppies! In the Mongolian army in the distance, I couldn't help but admire when I saw the Ming army, who had been paying close attention to the Ming army.

"Great Khan, the last general begs you to let me lead the soldiers to break through the camp of the Ming army, and snow yesterday's shame!" At this time, Subutai stepped forward and knelt down on one knee and said.

"Good! Together with the hundreds of warriors who were defeated last night, Ben Khan gave you 30,000 troops, and if you break through the Ming army camp within an hour, you are still qualified to be a Mongol warrior. Otherwise? You are just lambs who were frightened by the barbarians of the Ming Dynasty, and you are not worthy of going out with the army! Nodding with satisfaction, I replied with a sudden change in tone and said sternly.

"Don't worry, the Great Khan can't take the Ming army camp in an hour, and Subutai is willing to apologize with death!" With a joy in his heart, Su Butai hurriedly said.

"Truly, remember to bring Yang Zhao's head to Ben Khan, I want to take the head of this old thing and make the most exquisite wine glass, and drink after breaking through the capital of the Ming Dynasty barbarians!" With a bloodthirsty smile, I said as I licked my lips.

Soon there was a commotion among the Mongolian iron cavalry, and tens of thousands of troops broke away from the formation and gradually approached the Ming army camp:

At the front were hundreds, covered in simple trees and cowhides, pushed forward by three miscellaneous servants on the sides and at the end, and a dozen Mongol cavalrymen jumped off their horses and hid behind the shield carts, watching the Ming army on the city wall through the gaps in the shield carts.

The chariot was also mixed with a small number of battering rams made of thick tree trunks, simple with wheels, wrapped in cooked cowhide, and inlaid with spikes.

These chariots and battering rams were dragged along by slaves and sinners from the Mongol army, who would bear the brunt of the attack. They are cannon fodder for the Mongols!

Behind them were 10,000 elite Mongol iron knights, each riding a tall horse with a bow and arrow in their hands, galloping back and forth in the shield cart. Some people even surpassed the shield cart and approached the wall of the Ming army camp, taking advantage of the opportunity that the Ming soldiers had no time to react, and suddenly launched cold arrows.

Behind them was the 15,000 Governors led by Subutai himself, and once the battle situation was favorable, they would not hesitate to rush forward and assist the two troops in front to break through the camp; If the battle is unfavorable and the soldiers flee, these men will mercilessly kill every soldier who tries to flee the battlefield!

"Hehe, I really look up to the old man! Artillery preparation, shield carts aimed at the Tartars, no need to skimp shells, give this general a hard blow! Looking at the approaching enemy troops, Yang Zhao showed a relaxed smile and turned around sharply and shouted loudly.

"Artillery ready! Preparation! Put! The Ming army concentrated a hundred Fran machine guns and tiger squat guns, and fired a hearty salvo at the Mongolian shield chariots and battering ram infantry that entered the firing range:

"Ahh

"Help! My eyes, I can't see them, they hurt so much! ”

"Run for your life!"

A large number of solid shells of the Francophone machine, like meteorites falling from the sky, easily tore apart the more than 100 Mongolian Tatar shield wagons that rushed to the front. And the tiny shells of the Tiger Squat Cannon, like a fine raindrop, instantly enveloped the Mongolian Tartars who had lost the protection of the shield car.

With a wail and scream, a large number of Mongolian Tatar infantry fell to the ground in a blur, and those who were lucky enough to die were still wailing and struggling, and more people were blown to pieces, blood and stumps and broken arms were scattered and splashed, and the scene was extremely bloody.

"I answer, I, Yang Zhao, have already lived enough! It's a big deal today, but before you do, you'll have to give me a back! With a flash of hideousness in his eyes, Yang Zhao gritted his teeth and said.

The shelling just now caused a commotion among the infantry, and the follow-up cavalry did not care about shooting and suppressing the Ming army above, but desperately slashed and killed the infantry who tried to escape, causing the entire team to be in chaos. Many cavalrymen were in a panic and unknowingly entered the range of the Ming army's firearms!

"Troops, prepare! Aim at the infantry of the Tartars, and give the general Ben a blow to death! Taking advantage of the fact that a large number of enemy shield vehicles were destroyed, countless infantry scattered and fled, and the cavalry was busy restoring order, Yang Zhao ordered again.

"Gunshot troops! Advance! Preparation! Put! "Successfully defeated the enemy's shield car troops, the Ming army was like a rainbow, 5,000 firearms lined up in a column of 1,000 people, a total of five rows of neat formation, under the order of the officer, took turns shooting, and immediately beat the Mongolian Tartars on their backs.

"Old man Yang Zhao, you are digging your own grave!"