Recently, Amutai has often been at a disadvantage in battles with Wei Zhengsu, and more than half of his elite soldiers have been killed or wounded.

Amutai knew that it was not a way to go on like this, and he had to use a hearty victory to wash away the twilight in the army.

If the two sides are allowed to remain at such a stalemate, the first person who can't withstand the pressure must be Amutai!

At that time, Wei Zhengsu's side only needs to offer suitable conditions, and under the heavy reward, there will be brave men, and it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no defection in the army.

At that time, the army's morale will be scattered, and there is only a dead end waiting for Amutai!

Not only will he die a miserable death, but his wife, daughter, tribe, etc., will also be reduced to the spoils of the victors and ravaged!

It is precisely because of this consideration that Amutai will choose to press all the family wealth he has accumulated over the years.

And now, with the news of the arrival of the Ming army, the military spirit that was finally reunited has completely dispersed.

At this moment, I saw Amutai come back to his senses and look at the armoured and neatly arranged troops under the stage.

Based on the rich experience accumulated over the years of leading the troops, Amutai can clearly feel that the army in front of him is just an empty shelf.

Because the difference in strength between the two sides is too huge, in their eyes, there is no longer the will to fight, some only have the fear of the arrival of the Ming army, and worry about their own fate, and even some soldiers, because they are too afraid, cause their bodies to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

If it weren't for the fact that Amutai treats them well on weekdays, I'm afraid they would have dispersed in a hurry!

At this moment, there was a faint shout of killing from a distance, and there was no doubt that the words of the officer were confirmed from the side.

"The Ming army is coming!"

"The Ming army is really here, everyone run!"

The crowd didn't know who it was, but they were the first to shout such a sentence, and soon, the string called reason in the minds of those soldiers completely collapsed.

Soon, some soldiers dropped their weapons and began to flee in a panic.

Panic spread like a virus in the barracks.

Because before this, the army commanded by Amutai had been defeated several times in the battle with Wei Zhengsu, and both its own strength and will to fight were greatly reduced.

At this moment, suddenly a Ming army armed to the teeth and several times the strength of their own side came to kill, and these soldiers who had been defeated repeatedly naturally fell into a panic.

At this critical moment, Amutai also reacted quickly, only to see him pull out the scimitar on his waist and give his own order.

"Pass my orders, those who dare to disturb the morale of the army will be killed!"

"Yes, Chief!"

As soon as the words fell, the guards who were originally responsible for the safety of Amutai on the side began to take action, and all the soldiers who tried to escape in vain and spread panic were all beheaded!

Immediately afterward, there was a smell of blood that was so thick that it could not be dissolved, which filled the air and was disgusting.

Under Amutai's immediate and decisive disposal, this commotion was finally barely controlled.

Immediately, I saw Amutai looking at those soldiers who were showing panic on their faces at the moment, and said in a deep voice.

"Do you think that evasion can solve the problem, besides, can you outrun the iron cavalry of the Ming army?"

Amutai's words soon completely shattered the luck that remained in the hearts of those soldiers.

"Yes, can we outrun the iron cavalry of the Ming army, in the end, we don't have to be caught up one by one, and we will die with one sword!"

Seeing that the soldiers looked thoughtful, Amutai continued to add.

"Think about what we have done to the people of the Ming court, we have snatched grain and livestock from them, played with their wives and daughters in front of them, and wantonly killed their relatives, if I guessed correctly, the reason why these Ming troops came from afar is to take revenge!"

"Do you want these things to happen to your wives and daughters?"

"If you don't want to, pick me up the weapon, we have no way back now, we can only fight them to the death!"

I have to say that Amutai's methods are very effective, and he quickly reinvigorated the morale of the army, and at this moment, the eyes of those soldiers were full of madness in a desperate fight.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Pass my order, the whole army gathers, and prepare to meet the Ming army!"

Soon, Amutai's order was accurately conveyed through officers at all levels.

Although Amutai looked like he was ready at the moment, he had no hope for the upcoming battle.

Because he knew that with his existing strength alone, it was absolutely impossible to compete with the Ming army in front of him who was armed to the teeth, on the one hand, although his army was currently full, there were still more than 8,000 soldiers.

But of the more than 8,000 soldiers, the old ones only account for a very small part, less than 2,000 people.

The rest were either recruits who had just joined the battle, or cannon fodder that he forcibly pulled from the annexed tribes.

Therefore, Amutai's initial plan was to take this opportunity to gather the old soldiers, and then let the rest of the cannon fodder use their lives to delay the pace of the Ming army's attack.

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Wang Shuo looked at the Tatar cavalry who were waiting not far away, licked his chapped lips, and clenched the Yanling knife in his hand.

After the last battle, Wang Shuo was promoted to general because of his bravery and outstanding performance.

And this time, he also set off with Yang Xuan's army to suppress the rebellion of the Chahar tribe.

At this moment, Yang Xuan, who was in command of the Chinese army, couldn't help frowning after listening to the report of his subordinates.

"You mean, not only did the other side not run, but they also put on a posture of fighting with us to the end?"

"That's right, general, according to the scout's report, the total strength of the other side is about 8,000 people!"

After listening to his subordinates' reports, Yang Xuan couldn't help but fall into deep thought, and immediately, he saw his reaction and commanded in a deep voice.

"It's not good, if you want to run on the other side, pass on the officer's order, let the front army attack immediately, and bite them tightly for me!"

"Yes, General!"

Soon, Yang Xuan's orders were passed down by word of mouth among officers at all levels and passed on to the ears of every soldier.

'Woo————'

I only heard a long and dull sound of horns, and the Ming army, which was still confronting the Tatar army just now, seemed to be beaten with chicken blood, and rushed towards the enemy's formation regardless of it.

"Kill, kill!"

"Brothers, don't let them go!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a deafening shout of killing, and I saw the Ming soldiers on horseback, after entering the range of the gun, they took off the gunpowder from their backs with one hand, waited for the gunpowder to be loaded, and pulled the trigger after roughly aiming.

The firecrackers equipped by Yang Xuan's army are the latest models that have been improved by the Weapons Division, and their power, range, or charge have been greatly improved compared to the previous firecrackers.

Because the formation on the opposite side was too dense, the Ming army didn't even need to aim too much, only needed to mechanically load gunpowder and then pull the trigger.

Every time the Ming army pulled the trigger, a large number of Tatar soldiers immediately fell to the ground and groaned.

Amutai looked at the Ming soldiers who rushed towards his formation regardless of it, and a trace of panic flashed on his face, at this moment, he knew very well in his heart that his initial plan had been perceived by the enemy generals.

Amutai quickly came back to his senses, only to see him pull out the scimitar at his waist and command in a deep voice.

"Shoot them, shoot them!"

Amutai's words fell, and soon a soldier took a bow and drew arrows and shot at the Ming army that was rushing towards his formation.

In an instant, I only heard a sound of 'sigh' in my ears, and countless arrows were clustered in mid-air to draw a perfect arc, and from time to time there were Ming sergeants who fell down with arrows, but even so, the offensive of the Ming army did not weaken at all, but became more and more fierce.

As the distance between the Ming army and the Tatar side became closer and closer, Amutai saw a scene that made his eyes tremble.

I saw countless Ming soldiers, take the grenade from their waists, and set it on fire with a fire break, then hold the wooden handle underneath and throw it towards the Tartar side with all their might.

Countless grenades, like rain, fell from mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, there was a continuous explosion sounded, and the ceramic fragments sputtered by the grenade explosion produced an extremely terrifying lethality in the dense crowd, and every time a grenade exploded, there would immediately be a large number of Tatar soldiers, losing their combat ability.

The stumps were everywhere, blood splattered, and a bloody smell mixed with burnt paste began to spread.

Wherever the ceramic shards were affected, whether men or horses, they were not spared, and at this moment, countless Tatar soldiers were lying on the ground, howling incessantly, trying to relieve their suffering in this way.

Soon, the two sides began to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

With the sound of a bell, the blades of both sides staggered and metal collided with each other, making a tooth-souring sound.

After parrying the opponent's scimitar, Wang Shuo saw the opportunity, clenched the Yanling knife in his hand, and stabbed him in the chest with all his might.

Just heard the sound of 'poof', the Yanling knife stabbed into the other party's body, and then, a stream of warm blood splashed out, splashing Wang Shuo's face, the warm touch on his face, not only did not make Wang Shuo feel the slightest fear, but made him more excited.

Wang Shuo struggled to pull the Yanling knife out of the Tartar soldier's chest, and soon the man fell to the ground like a bird with broken wings, and his mouth was foaming with blood, making a 'ho-ho' sound.

Soon, however, the Tatar soldier's suffering was brought to an end, and he was trampled to pulp by the horse's hooves that followed him.

Thousands of horses' hooves, just like that, trampled on the grass, with a thunderous momentum, struck towards the formation on the side of the Tatars.

If you look down from mid-air, there is a "black torrent" with no end in sight, surging towards the Tartar side.

Before this, the army commanded by Amutai had already experienced several defeats, and its morale had fallen to the bottom, so how could it be the opponent of the Ming army in front of him, which was heavily armed, had a high fighting spirit, and was mostly composed of old soldiers?

Soon, the formation on the Tatar side was completely dispersed by this "black torrent"!

As soon as the formation dispersed, there was only confusion, and many Tatar cavalrymen began to no longer obey the orders of their officers, and tried their best to drive the horses under them out of the battle.

And when the cavalry was in chaos, the infantry naturally followed suit, and when those cavalrymen fled, they didn't care whether there was anyone in front of them, for them, as long as they stopped in front of them, they were all enemies.

As a result, countless Tatar soldiers died at the hands of their comrades, and even more, under the weight of death, their minds were broken, and they began to slaughter their companions indiscriminately.

The chaos would spread, and soon it spread to the Chinese army, which was commanded by Amutai himself, and since the vast majority of the Chinese army was composed of veterans, the chaos was quickly quelled after killing a dozen noisy soldiers.

At this moment, Amutai looked at the Ming army that was like a sharp knife, killing towards him, his face was pale, he knew that even if he wanted to leave now, he couldn't go.

The former army that had previously fought with the Ming army had fallen into disarray, and as Amutai had anticipated earlier, this army, which was mostly composed of new soldiers, was about to collapse at the touch of a button in the battle with the Ming army.

Not only that, but this part of the rout of the army will completely pull the morale of the entire army to the bottom.

At this moment, in the face of the Ming army rushing towards them, they can no longer have any resistance.

They discarded their weapons, knelt on the ground, and begged the Ming army to spare their lives in a chirping language.

However, just as they had done to those Ming people, those Ming soldiers did not pay attention to their pleas for mercy, but kept waving the Yanling knife in their hands, brutally taking one life after another.

At this moment, the previous Ming army had already killed less than a hundred steps away from Amutai, and even Amutai could clearly hear the heavy snort from the war horses under the Ming army.

Amutai knew that it was time to fight to the death, as long as the Ming army that was rushing towards him was completely annihilated, he would still have a chance to escape, otherwise, everything would be empty talk!

I saw him pull out the scimitar on his waist, point at the Ming army that was killing the Chinese army, and ordered coldly.

"Pass the order, regardless of casualties, attack with all your might!"

"Only by killing them will we be able to retreat safely!"

When Amutai's words fell, those old soldiers who had already fallen into panic all clenched the scimitars in their hands, driven by the desire to survive, they were staring at the Ming army that was killing the Chinese army with eyes that were eager to eat its flesh and sleep its skin.

The distance between the two sides suddenly narrowed, 100 steps, 50 steps, 20 steps.

Soon, the two sides exchanged hands, and from time to time there were Ming soldiers screaming and falling from their horses.

I have to say that the Chinese army in front of me, composed of old soldiers, is several grades stronger than those Tatar soldiers earlier, both in terms of combat effectiveness and will to fight!

The battle between the two sides was very fierce, and from time to time soldiers fell to the ground, and then were trampled into flesh by the hooves of the horses.

Gradually, a smell of blood and a fishy smell permeated the battlefield where the two sides were fighting.

On the other side, Yang Xuan, who was in command of the Chinese army, also got a battle report from the front.

When he learned that everything was going well in the battle ahead, and that he had bitten the opponent's Chinese army to the death, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and immediately, he pulled out the long sword at his waist and commanded in a deep voice.

"Pass on the order of the general, send another cavalry to outflank them and completely block their retreat!"

"Hmph, if you want to escape, you damned traitors, stay honest with General Ben, watch General Ben send you to the sky one by one!"

"Yes, General!"

(End of chapter)