Dawn was approaching, and when the morning light came to light in the sky with white fish belly, Lu Da led Ye Bushu to touch the Tuman tribe ten miles outside the camp of the Tuman tribe, and then met the scout of the Tuman tribe.

The two sides did not fight, but kept a distance from each other carefully. Luda looked coldly at the scouts of the Tuman tribe opposite. Even if he was not resuming his old night, he was still very excited. Since the three major expeditions, the border troops have never fought a decent battle. This time, the 50,000 troops of the Tuman tribe can be called a real war.

When the sun rose, the Tuman army and Shuofang army almost all led the camp at the same time, moving towards the battlefield agreed between the two sides. This was a head-on battle. Gao Jin was able to lead the Shuofang cavalry to fight the Tuman army at the Burning Camp, but this kind of defeat was not what he wanted. He wanted to fight an annihilation battle and could win the Hetao in one fell swoop.

Su Nang rode on the horse and looked back at the neat marching sequences of the Shuofang Army, his eyes full of awe. Even though he had not personally seen the combat power of the Shuofang Army, he knew how terrible the Shuofang Army was just from this horizontal and vertical phalanx team.

It was not until the sun was high that the 50,000 troops of the Tuman army arrived at the battlefield. At this time, the Shuofang army opposite them had already arranged a military formation. The central army was naturally the troops of the Shuofang army headquarters, and the two wings were the cavalry teams of the Suang army and the Tao army.

Su Nang, Na Yan, Chaganbala and others were all under the central army where Gao Jin was. They all handed over the command of their own cavalry, waiting for Gao Jin to issue orders.

Namur rode on his horse, looking at the huge army formation stationary on the horizon in the distance, his face full of bitterness. Since his son went to Su Nang's lobbyist to be a lobbyist, he had a premonition that they might lose this battle.

However, the 50,000 troops of the Tuman tribe gathered, and all the Taiji people were in high spirits of fighting. They had to fight this battle, otherwise the people's hearts would be dispersed.

Bu Situ looked at the Shuofang Army, which could be called a strict array at the center of the huge army formation in the distance, and actually felt fearful.

I had heard that the Shuofang Army was rich, but who would have thought that the nearly 10,000 central army was wearing armor, and the heart-protecting mirror on my chest was shining like a light golden lake in the sun, and each of the Shuofang Army soldiers had flags behind them.

"Khan, when the Qi family's army was in full swing, the five-color flags in the army were clearly distinguished."

Namur sighed. It has been many years since he had never seen such a luxuriously equipped Ming army again. And looking at the other party, he obviously came before them. Even the Sunang tribe and the Hetao tribes were waiting on both sides.

"Uncle, how should we fight?"

Bu Situ came back to his senses, but he had no confidence in this battle. The battlefield was only five miles away from their camp, but they came a long time later than the Shuofang army. The 50,000 troops heard it was a terrifying crowd, but compared to the Shuofang army, they were a mob.

"How to fight, the whole army will press forward and rush over directly."

Namur looked at Bu Situ with a timid face and said with a blue face that he had experienced several major wars. Of course, he knew that rushing to the opposite army was a fool, but the other party forced him to fight such a fool.

"There is no need to send troops to test it. If you send it, you will die."

Bu Shitu understood what this uncle meant. To defeat the Shuofang Army, there was only one chance that the whole army would be able to rush over, and win if they won, and lose if they lost.

With the sound of the horns, Gao Jin looked at the large yellow-colored chaotic cavalry team in the distance and rushed towards the army he had set up. He didn't expect that the five-way Da Taiji came up so decisively and directly pressed all the bets on.

"Just let your people stabilize their wings."

Gao Jin told Su Nang and others that he could see the intention of the opponent. It was no shame that the old Tartar, who had survived from Grandpa Qi's time, knew the principle of one thing, then declined and exhausted three things.

"Yes, Protector."

Su Nang and others responded loudly, and they had thought about how to fight this battle, but who would have thought that the opponent would not even go through the process of confrontation between the two armies. When they came up, they would all out and launch a decisive battle directly.

...

Looking down from the sky, the army of the Tuman tribe rushed towards the Shuofang Army's army opposite in a mess, as if a yellowish wave was rolling in.

The cavalry on both wings were the first to fight together, and then more and more Tuman troops advanced towards the central army where Gao Jin was located.

The soldiers of the Shooting Camp had already loaded the projectiles. After waiting for the golden flags waving under the central army's flag, they fired three-stage volleys in the roar of the officers. Then they cleaned the gun chamber, continued to load the projectiles, and poured the projectiles towards the Tuman army coming in front.

The lead-made projectile easily tore the Tuman cavalry without armor. Everyone around Gao Jin looked around and saw that the cavalry team surging towards the Tuman tribe was like mowing grass and fell into a large area.

Yang Dayan saw more than a thousand Lumi guns in the Shooting Camp fired a three-wheeled volley in just a short moment. At this time, the soldiers of the infantry battalion in front had already gotten up from the ground, raised their shields to stop the Tuman Tartars who escaped the shooting and then killed them.

Namur, who was watching the battle from a distance, felt cold in his heart. It had been so many years since the Ming army used such a sharp firearm.

"Bu Shitu, take the Qiexue Army to supervise the formation, and those who retreat will be killed."

"Yes, Lord Uncle."

Bu Shitu had already seen at this time that the Shuofang Army's military formation was a flesh-and-blood grinder. If they could not be penetrated in one go, they would definitely lose.

...

Yang Dayan did not use the artillery camp. The second brother said that if you use a ox knife to kill a chicken, and if the artillery fire is too fierce, the Tartars may escape. The army of the Tuman tribe does not have such strict military discipline and high fighting spirit.

The Shuofang Army came to train troops, especially the infantry battalion and Zhonglei battalion. Although they were mainly composed of the children of Zhejiang soldiers, Gao Jin still wanted them to kill people and see blood, because no matter how well they practiced, they were not as good as real combat with real swords and guns.

When Bu Shitu led the Qiexue army to supervise the war personally, the Tuman army, who had not dared to face the Shuofang Army's formation, launched an almost crazy attack again. The little Taiji people were forced to lead their subordinates to abandon their horses and sprints to fight. They fought with round shields and wooden shields and rushed towards the Shuofang Army soldiers in front of them who were armoured and holding regiment cards.

The fighting between the two wings was entangled, and there was no chance of winning or losing. However, the right-wing Daojun coalition still had a slight advantage, but the left-wing Suan team, which had more troops, could not make any advantage.

As Ye Busuo shuttled back and forth, Gao Jin knew everything. Although the Tuman army had many troops, it was only tens of thousands more people to say that, but the fighting between the left and right wings was the most intense.

As he advanced to the front, all the soldiers in the Shooting Camp were bayonets and strangled the soldiers of the rushing Tuman army, together with the infantry battalion and Zhonglei battalion.

"Second brother, do you want to let..."

The scene was stalemate. Although the infantry and Shooting Battalions in the front were suppressing the Tuman army, Chen Sheng was really worried that they would not be able to resist it and felt that it would be better to let the cavalry of the Shuofang army move.

"A Sheng, this battle is a very good whetstone for the Shuofang Army. We must be the first one that can't hold on."

Gao Jin looked up at the black Sulu ingots of the Tuman tribe that could still be seen on the horizon in the distance. The Tuman tribe's desperate bet would not last long. As long as the Shuofang army withstands their fierce attack, when the warriors who dared to fight died almost the same, the Tuman tribe's offensive would decline from prosperity and be on the verge of collapse.

As long as the formation of the Shuofang Army in front could be maintained, Gao Jin would not have any worries. He believed that the Zhejiang soldiers would not disappoint him.

...

The infantry battalion's front was as stable as a mountain. Under the shouts of experienced officers, no soldiers would leave the team without authorization, but instead rely closely on their companions to assassinate the Tuman Tartars that could be seen in sight.

The infantry battalion and the Zhongluo battalion will take turns to fight based on the change of formation. At this time, the Tartars will come in through the gaps in their defense change, but they will then face the fire concentration and bayonets of the sound shooting camp.

Bu Shitu had already swung his sword to kill five Taiji who were retreating. His Qiexue army used sabers and bows to drive his army forward to fill the flesh and blood mill.

When he was in Qinghai, Bu Shitu had never fought such a big battle. If the uncle had not handed over his Qi Xue army to him, he would not have dared to suppress the Taiji people who were trying to retreat so ruthlessly.

"Shank you, you can't continue to fight like this. Let's go and die as much as we go, but..."

Another Taiji, whose tribe was destroyed, cried, but Bushitu just said to him coldly, "Tele me troops to continue fighting, or go and be with them."

Five bloody heads hung on the edge, and the crying Taiji's face changed. In the end, he could only turn back and continue to fight towards the terrible military formation with the remaining troops.

Bu Shitu's palm was covered in sweat, and the battlefield on both wings was hard to resolve, but he didn't know what to say in the front battlefield of the central army. The Shuofang Army only used more than 3,000 people to resist the tide of more than 10,000 warriors, and devoured the flesh and blood of the warriors like a bottomless pit.

Namur still did not change his mind. The old Tartar's heart was as stubborn as iron stone. He knew that the one who could not hold on to the first place at this moment was the strength and tenacity of the Shuofang Army was beyond his expectations. Looking from the hills where he was, the most elite cavalry of the Shuofang Army had never moved, and they relied on the infantry to rotate the defensive fronts, but this alone made their warriors feel a little weak afterwards.

"Shank you, at this time, you should take the lead in rushing with the Qiexue army. If you can't even force the cavalry of the Shuofang army out, we will be over this battle."

On the battlefield on both wings, tens of thousands of soldiers and horses fought together, and it would be meaningless to not defeat the troops of Su'an and Tao's troops. Namur sighed and asked the guards around him to go to Bu Shitu's place to urge him. If he didn't fight hard in this battle, could he still expect all the Taiji people to sacrifice their lives?

If he hadn't been old, Muer would have led the Qiexue army long ago. Bu Shitu, the child, would be much worse than his brother, father and others.

A moment later, Namur finally saw Bu Situ with three thousand Qiexue troops launching a charge forward, which also led all the scattered Taiji people on the battlefield to lead troops to the central army of Shuofang Army.

Almost after Bu Shitu led the Qiexue army to launch a charge, Gao Jin saw the surging large cavalry team. This was not the scattered team of Taiji people from the Tuman army, but the real cavalry group charge. The infantry under his command had been fighting for a long time, and facing the charge of this new force, the front could not withstand it.

"The order is sent, the artillery battalion can open fire."

Gao Jin said in a deep voice, and then the flag-holder beside him waved the flag, and the Central Military Office also sounded drums.
Chapter completed!