Chapter 10 Fighting is the Elite!
The battle lasted for half an hour, and the earth was red for miles.
Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but admire this Wara army, because they did not flee until they were killed to the last person in the battle under the obvious disadvantage.
The price paid by the Ming army in this battle was also very heavy, with more than 3,000 killed and more than 10,000 wounded.
However, in the eyes of Zhang Fu and others, such a result is already very remarkable.
Along the way, he was beaten by the Warats, and today he finally let out a bad breath.
"Congratulations to the emperor, our army has won a great victory!"
Zhu Qizhen's face was not happy, but said calmly: "It's too early to celebrate, pass the order, assemble the whole army, and immediately launch a general attack on the Arabu!" ”
If there is such a big movement, there will definitely be action first, and there is no delay for a minute or a second.
Zhu Qizhen's performance made Zhang Fu a little surprised, he didn't expect the emperor to be so calm after the big victory, but also from the bottom of his heart.
Judging from this battle alone, the emperor commanded on the spot, first hit the opponent's middle formation with artillery, disrupted the rhythm of the rear formation, and then continued to hit the front formation with firearms, causing casualties, and when the enemy's morale was seriously frustrated, the five military battalions launched a decisive battle, and the whole process was completed in one go, without any mud and water.
This is the true dragon son of my Ming Dynasty!
If Emperor Xuanzong knew about it, he should be able to look at it.
Zhang Fu's eyes flashed with tears, and he clasped his fists and saluted: "The old minister obeys the order!" ”
The order was passed on, and the Ming army quickly assembled and continued its march eastward.
These people have just experienced a big war and have not even had time to rest.
However, none of the soldiers in the formation complained of being tired, and everyone's faces were full of fighting spirit.
In the past, it was almost impossible to win by fighting cavalry with infantry.
Even if you are ten times as numerous as the opponent, but the cavalry is highly mobile, and you can still run if you can't beat it, how can you chase someone with two legs and four legs?
Therefore, as long as you can win, a battle loss ratio of more than 1:1 can be considered a big victory.
But now, the battle loss ratio is 3:8, and the face is still the elite cavalry.
After this battle, the officers and soldiers of the whole army are like eating stimulants, what about the elite, Lao Tzu is the elite!
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On the banks of the Fushui River, the camp of the Arakbe.
"Lord Governor, all the departments have been assembled, just waiting for the order to attack!"
Arath nodded, got up and walked out of the tent.
In addition to the 8,000 cavalry taken by Ankotu, there were more than 26,000 people in the camp.
Over the years, the various tribes on the grassland have been fighting continuously, raising a large number of strong generals, in contrast, the Ming army is in a state of pampering most of the time, lacking a sense of distress, and the eunuchs interfere in politics, and the command is chaotic, so that even the emperor is still beaten in embarrassment.
Seeing that such a large piece of fat was about to be swallowed by the first one, Ah Ra couldn't hold it anymore.
Now the Ming army took the initiative to attack, it was simply unbelievable, and Ang Ketu led 8,000 elite cavalry of the Tumert Department to take the lead, and it only took a few rounds to break the formation of the Ming army, thus completely losing combat effectiveness.
Next, it's time to harvest.
The soldiers had been guarding the banks of the Fushui River for so many days, and they couldn't wait for a long time, and they were all in good spirits, and their faces couldn't hold back their desire for war.
The Mongols are nomadic peoples, in their eyes, war is equivalent to wealth, and if they don't fight, where will the supplies come from?
Therefore, every expedition is a good opportunity to make a fortune.
If you are lucky enough to capture the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, you can wake up laughing from your dreams!
Wearing silver helmets and silver armor, Ah Ra stood in front of the formation, majestic.
"Warriors of all tribes!"
As a low but penetrating voice sounded, the soldiers on the school field began to quiet down, quietly staring at the leader in front of them.
"Do you hear the artillery fire ahead?" Ah Ra's eyes swept over the crowd and continued, "That's the eight thousand elite cavalry of the Tumert Division led by Ankotu to fight the Ming army!" ”
Everyone began to whisper, everyone knew that the Ming army was coming and was preparing for battle, but they didn't know that Ang Ketu had already attacked.
What is even more unexpected is that Araa actually handed over the Tumert Department to Onketu.
These 8,000 people are his hole cards, and this move means that Onketu has officially become the successor of the right wing of Warat.
On the other hand, sending his own son to take the lead is enough to show the importance that Ara's attention to this battle.
"The little emperor of the Nanren himself sent it to us, indicating that the Immortal Heaven is taking care of us......"
As he spoke, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded, and a scout hurried in.
"Report!"
The man's face was so nervous that he didn't have time to take into account the fact that Ara's pre-war mobilization was underway, so he rolled over and rolled off his horse.
"Lord Baozhiyuan, the former ...... Ahead of Oncotu, he, he ......"
Seeing that this person was out of breath, Ah Ra was very indifferent and said, "Tell me slowly, how is the battle situation ahead?" ”
In his expectation, although it was 8,000 against 80,000, the elite cavalry that Ang Ketu brought with him was all infantry, and if the logistics troops were excluded, the number of troops that could really fight was at most 50,000.
On the battlefield, if you and I each have 100,000 soldiers and horses, when the two armies are fighting, it is impossible for 100,000 people to spread out to catch and fight, after all, the space is limited, and the large groups of men and horses are crowded together, and it is difficult to expand the formation.
Especially for cavalry, the more people the better, because the speed of the cavalry, which is the biggest advantage, if the number is too large, will affect the performance of the whole team.
Therefore, the cavalry contingent of eight thousand people is already the extreme, and as a rule, there is no problem at all with a frontal assault on an infantry contingent of ten times the number of people.
The scout swallowed his spit before he said, "Eight thousand cavalry with Ankoto...... Annihilated! ”
Aro suddenly felt a buzzing sound in his brain, and Ang Ketu was defeated?
How can it be!
He grabbed the Scout by the collar and asked tremblingly, "...... What did you say? ”
"Our army was defeated, and the 8,000 cavalry of the Tumert division were all wiped out!"
"Where's Oncotu?" Ara's face turned pale, and he hurriedly asked, "How is Onkoto?" ”
The Scout shook his head and didn't say anything more.
Ah Ra only felt the world spinning, and muttered in his mouth: "How is it possible, how is it possible......"
Whether it is a Han Chinese or a Mongol, the price of cultivating an elite cavalry is not trivial, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is smashed with money.
If the cavalry is formed, it can be completely defeated by one against ten, or even with one against hundred.
How could such a powerful cavalry team be defeated and defeated, and moreover, it was defeated so completely.
Taking a step back, even if you really can't fight, you can still run away, how can you be wiped out?
Ah Ra only felt the blood surging in his chest, his eyes were dark, and his body fell straight back.
Several generals standing at the front of the team hurriedly stepped forward to help, and in the panic, I don't know who brought a chair, and everyone helped Ah Ra to sit down.
"Prefectural, what's wrong with you?"
Arayu woke up, but there was a blank look in his eyes, and then this blank gaze was replaced by a hatredful rage.
I saw him gritting his teeth and saying: "If you don't take revenge, you won't ......."
Bang!
He was just halfway through his sentence when he was suddenly interrupted by a muffled sound like a thunderclap.