Tuhuan personally commanded the battle, and his face was murderous.

There is no way, it is really not possible to go up this time, all the way the Tatar army outflanked from the rear, although the number is only more than a thousand, but they are all elite, and the damage caused is not small.

"King Shunning, let's fight!" Ah Lost Timur persuaded, "Instead of sitting and waiting to be killed, it is better to go out and do a big job, besides, the Ming army is about to arrive, and it can also let the Ming court see the bravery of Warat." ”

He doesn't think it's a big deal to see the excitement, and he knows that he is still hiding a hand in case he is detached, and there are 5,000 elite cronies who have been holding back.

Dehuan is a little entangled, it's only the morning of the fourth day, and there is still a day left.

But Tatar has completely played with his life, and now that his hole cards are exposed, once the Ming army is late, then he can't even break through.

While he was hesitating, the guards rushed to report: "King, the outflanked Tartars are about to enter the camp, the cattle and sheep are frightened, and the women and children are moving to the center, but...... It won't last long. ”

Ah Lost Timur took the opportunity to arch the fire: "The Tatars have been hit in the face, and the Ming army is behind, do you still need to hesitate at this juncture?" ”

Anyway, it wasn't that he was bleeding, he wasn't distressed at all: "Leader Tuhuan, what are you afraid of, why don't you dare to fight with the Tatars?" ”

"Fart, when did I ever be afraid of Tartar?" Tuohuan couldn't get off the stage, gritted his teeth, "Go and give the order, let Polo Mengke do it immediately, and kill the outflanked Tartar first." ”

……

"Report ——!" The Tatar spies turned over and dismounted, and before entering the camp, they loudly announced: "The Ming army is approaching us. ”

"Whoa—"

As soon as the curtain was lifted, Mu Zhuo'er walked out in armor, "How many people?" ”

"Fifteen thousand more." The spy replied.

So much? Mu Zhuoer asked, "How far is it?" ”

"Less than a hundred miles."

So fast?

Mu Zhuo'er was a little flustered, things were once again beyond her expectations, and the Ming army's movements were simply ridiculously fast.

Is it to fight or to retreat...... Mu Zhuo'er was a little difficult to ride a tiger.

"Report ——!"

"The Taishi has led his army to break through the Wara Pass, and is driving straight in, asking the king for immediate reinforcements." The spies hurried to report.

As soon as the words fell, another spy came: "Report ——! ”

"The squad that outflanked Warat has entered the Warat camp."

Two good news in a row regained Mu Zhuoer's confidence.

Things have come to this point, if you retreat again, not only will this plan completely fail, but even the advantage you gained last time will be lost...... Mu Zhuo'er has revealed the vicissitudes of life, and once again glows with blazing wildness.

This time, no retreat.

She's 56 years old, and she doesn't have much time to re-plan!

Mu Zhuo'er said coldly: "Order: Throw away unnecessary materials, all warriors will be dispatched, and victory or defeat will be in one fell swoop!" ”

——

"Report ——!"

The spies, covered in blood, were carried back by the war horse, and before they could get close, they fell off their horses, and said in a panic, "King, the pass has been lost!" ”

"What?"

He was horrified, he hadn't thought about this situation, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

There is still a whole day left before the scheduled time, can Warat still hold on?

There is no choice, and now he has all his hole cards, and he is not even qualified to escape.

At the moment of life and death, the true colors of the heroes are fully revealed: "The tartar raised by the son of a bitch, Lao Tzu fought with you." ”

He glanced at Ashi Timur, "The Tartar is here, if you want to avenge Uliangha, take your three thousand warriors to help the king, of course, if you are afraid, you can also choose to escape." ”

Ah Lost Timur also understood that it was a matter of life and death, and even more clearly that it was difficult for his 3,000 people to get out, so he took a deep breath: "It's done!" ”

"Okay, it's a man." Tuhuan said to the guard: "Go and inform Polo Mengke, solve the thousand Tartars, and immediately go to the main battlefield, Warat and Tartar, never die!" ”

Anyway, he began to gather all the combat forces that could be mobilized, and this time he was out of the way.

Ah Lost Timur was not idle, and hurriedly gathered his few subordinates, this time, it was really time to work hard.

- Ming Jun, you have to hurry up!

Two quarters of an hour later, Tuohuan squeezed out more than 2,000 people, and Ashi Timur gathered 3,000 people, and the two joined forces and rushed to the front battlefield.

Hurry up, the Ming army must be faster...... The two of them prayed in their hearts as they hurried.

~

Slow down, the Ming army slower a little more...... Mu Zhuoer clenched his fists and closely watched the situation on the battlefield.

"Sigh the law ......"

"When... Puff puff puff ......"

“@#￥%……”

The neighing of war horses, the sound of soldiers handing over, the sound of blood rain spraying, and the sound of screams...... Connected together, composing a bloody and tragic war song, earth-shattering, like thunder rolling in the sky......

In such a scene, the bull head and horse face came, and they had to be frightened.

The fighting on the grassland has never stopped, and they regard plundering as a matter of course, although they feel cruel, but they also accept it gladly, this is their rule of survival.

In their concept, men are to fight on the battlefield, to provide for their wives and children, and to provide them with survival needs.

From the day they became sensible, they were mentally prepared to die on the battlefield and in the fertile grasslands.

The Tatars and Warats, the two largest tribes in the steppe, fought together.

This time, both sides took out their hole cards at the bottom of the box.

On the battlefield, people are injured and some die every minute, which vividly interprets the cruelty of war.

"Report ——!"

The sound of the spies' report interrupted Mu Zhuo'er's thoughts, and she turned her head coldly: "Say." ”

"The vanguard of the Ming army is less than thirty miles away from us."

"So fast?" Mu Zhuoer was shocked, "It's only been half an hour, how can you run so fast?" ”

The Ming army was indeed fast, but she forgot to calculate the time when the news was delayed, and when she heard that it was less than a hundred miles, the Ming army was already less than seventy miles away from her.

"The vanguard of the Ming army is all cavalry." The spy said bitterly.

"Approximately?" Mu Zhuoer asked.

"The situation is too urgent, no, I didn't see clearly, there should be more than five thousand." The spy muttered, "As soon as I found out, they were in front of me." ”

"Thirty miles ......" Mu Zhuoer gritted his teeth and looked at the battlefield again, the Tatars were like a broken bamboo, the Warat was defeated and retreated, the pass was lost, and at most it took half an hour to break through the Warat.

She had already bet too many chips and couldn't draw them out, "Order, leave three thousand warriors to block the vanguard of the Ming army that may attack, and the rest continue to attack Warat with all their might." ”

At this moment, she is like a gambler, a stud gambler.

Mu Zhuo'er drank lightly: "The first person to enter the Warat camp will be rewarded with 100 gold, young women, and 10 cattle and 10 sheep!" ”

The guards around her followed with a loud roar, and a great noise spread to the rear army, and the rear army to the front army, and soon all the Tatars, even some of the Varats, heard it.

As the saying goes, flatbread...... Under the heavy reward, there will be brave men.

The Tatar offensive became more ferocious, and at the same time, Warat was also angry, they hadn't lost yet, and the Tatars began to think about dividing up their wives and daughters, cattle and sheep, could this still be endured?

The battle damage of both sides has been further increased!

A quarter of an hour later, Warat's decline was revealed, and although they were all desperate, the disparity in strength was too great to be compensated for by desperate efforts.

Tuhuan's face was full of hideousness, and he understood that he would most likely not be able to wait for the Ming army to come to help.

It would be nice if it was one day late...... Tuohuan was a little annoyed, more bitter and unwilling.

Asha Timur was also full of bitterness, and he was defeated again, this was the second time he was defeated by the Tatars, after which the Uliangha would completely disappear from the steppe.

Unwilling, but helpless.

At this time, Polo Meng could bring thousands of elites to kill, and when Tuhuan and Ah Timur saw this, they were all in good spirits, but soon, they turned into a wry smile.

It was too late, and the entry of these thousands of people could effectively resist the Tatar attack, but they could not withstand a day anyway.

On the lookout.

Mu Zhuo'er saw that another new force had joined Warat, and he immediately became angry, gritted his teeth and said: "This dehuan even has hole cards." ”

The Ming army was gradually approaching, and there was not much time left for the Tatars.

Reason told Mu Zhuoer that it was time to withdraw, and if she didn't withdraw, the cost would be even greater, but the chips she threw in were too big, and she was really unwilling to give up.

The Ming army has only 5,000 men and horses, and even if it really fights, it is difficult to pose a threat to our army...... Mu Zhuoer comforted herself.

The raised hand gradually lowered, and after all, no order was given to withdraw the troops.

This battle of Varat gambled everything, and how could it not be the case with the Tatars?

The two sides are like crazy gamblers, who have lost their minds, and no one will fold first, and the price of folding has been so great that no one can afford it.

Two quarters of an hour later, with the addition of a new force, Warat once again showed its decline.

This time, it's even more obvious.

This time, it's time to really show your hole cards.

However, there are no more hole cards left.

I'm going to lose...... Dehuan's face was full of misery.

Going to win...... Mu Zhuoer's eyes were bright.

But what the two didn't know was that the person who flipped the table had arrived.