"It's too much to deceive others!"

Yexian's eyes were red, like a crazy beast, smashing the things in his hand to the ground.

It was a woman's underwear.

Along with the underwear, there is also a golden knife.

The golden sword shows the identity of the prisoner, while the underwear expresses the attitude of the Ming army.

This time I sent a garment, but I can't say it next time.

Maybe it is a part of the human body, or a naked living person.

The Ming army's move was like riding on his neck to get diarrhea.

"Send the order and prepare for a decisive battle with the Ming army!"

"Taoshi, will you not retreat?"

These days, the Ming army approached step by step and the Oirat retreated step by step, and everyone got used to it.

I suddenly said I wanted to fight, but I was a little uncomfortable.

Yesen couldn't help but roar, "There is the Onan River behind him, where can I retreat?"

It’s not that he doesn’t want to fight, it’s really impossible to beat him.

Therefore, in the face of the Ming army's aggressive offensive, we had to endure it again and again, and retreat again and again.

However, the bad news continued one after another. The Orkun camp was straited and Boyan died in battle. Qiqike, who went out to recruit soldiers, also fell into the hands of the Ming army and was humiliated.

Now that things have come to this point, is there still a way out?

Crossing the Onon River is a place with a bitter and cold place in the extreme north. If you escape there, you may be able to save your life, but your family is gone, so what's the use of keeping this life?

Fight!

Just like the Ming army in Tumu Fort, they burned their boats and fought with their backs.

Fight!

If you win, you can continue to dominate the grassland and even go south.

If you lose, it will disappear!

I don’t get angry with this bird!

Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

The low trumpet sounded, and countless Oirats began to assemble.

The overwhelming men were already all the power of the Oirat people, and they rushed towards the Ming army like a tide.

In the front, the Ming army had already begun to set up a chariot formation and a horse-resisting enemy.

The only way to break through the Ming army's chariot formation is to attack it in a dense formation. Otherwise, the scattered cavalry would be almost no different from the death.

This is also what Yesen is most concerned about.

Because of the intense charge, the Ming army's artillery was given an opportunity to take advantage of.

But at this point, there is no way out and there is only one to fight to the death.

He took a deep breath and slowly shouted out two words.

"attack!"

At this time, the Ming army's chariot formation had already been arranged.

Zhu Qizhen rode his horse, stood under the big flag, and looked quietly ahead.

As the head coach, he shouldn't have been so far ahead, but he still insisted on standing here.

The Oirats are fighting on the back and forth, and their cavalry will launch a crazy attack.

This battle will be related to the ownership of the grassland. If the Oirats tore out a hole, the entire legion may be defeated in an instant.

Today, he will personally destroy Yesen's last glimmer of hope and completely end the grudges between the Ming and the Northern Yuan Dynasty!

The generals were silent.

They stared at the big flag behind the emperor. At this moment, what they thought of was Xu Da, Chang Yuchun, Lan Yu...

The arrogant generals who had been dead long ago died. After Emperor Taizong, no army could defeat the main force of Mongolia step by step.

Today, they are making history.

It seemed that the heroic spirit of the ancestors was attached to them at this moment.

Each camp commanded and led the troops of the headquarters into their own positions.

Military orders are constantly conveyed between various positions.

The 100,000 Ming troops formed a formation and made final preparations.

Zhu Qizhen pulled out the long sword at his waist, and he looked up at the sky. Under the sky, countless heroic spirits of his ancestors were looking at him.

"Kill the enemy!"

Rumble...

Rumble...

Countless horse hooves tread by, and the entire grassland was trembling.

Facing the Oirat cavalry that was like a flood, the Ming army instinctively felt fear.

Although they are advancing all the way, they are all chasing the Oirat people's ass. This is the first time such a face-to-face decisive battle.

Zhu Qizhen knew this even more clearly. If the Ming army completely overcomes this psychological barrier, there is no better way than to defeat the enemy head-on.

"Fan Zhong, let's lean forward a little longer."

"No, Master!"

Fan Zhong was very anxious. He had no eyes on the battlefield. What if he was hit by a wandering arrow, what would happen to the 100,000 troops behind him?

Zhu Qizhen said calmly: "Let all the soldiers see that I am just like everyone else, right in front of the formation!"

Fan Zhong had no choice but to pass the order, and the personal soldiers were ready to take up their strength and protect the emperor's safety with all their might.

Zhu Qizhen did not allow the artillery to start attacking, because if the attack now, it would certainly defeat the leading Oirats, but the army behind them would likely flee directly.

I finally forced me to come to the decisive battle before. If I met, I would beat people away. Mobei is so big, so I can't take a map full of 100,000 people to find it, right?

If the remaining Oirats find a place to develop vulgarly, and when their wings mature, they will make a comeback.

Therefore, we must seize this opportunity and completely destroy it.

Now we have to wait, and we need to let the Oirat forward rush to the front of the formation, and then we order the artillery to cut off their rear team in half.

Only in this way can the entire Oirat army be trapped on the battlefield and cannot get rid of it, and can only fight.

Sure enough, the Oirats did not use the tactics they were best at, and first wandered around the periphery and waited for an opportunity to charge. Obviously, the Oirats were extremely afraid of the Ming army's artillery and just hoped to rush into the chariot formation immediately and fight with the Ming army.

Countless war horses came from all directions.

"Mirdgunman, fire!"

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Countless lead bullets shot out like locusts, and people kept falling to the ground in the Oirat formation.

More Oirats were still waving their swords and galloping on horseback.

Even the Oirats who were shot were shot, they just groaned and fell off their horses.

People in the desert have long been indifferent to life and death, and today, they don’t care about life and death.

Ten thousand horses galloped, and countless Oirats were already red in their eyes, charging forward as if crazy, completely ignoring the muskets in front of them.

Finally, the vanguard of the Oirats rushed to the Ming formation.

Zhu Qizhen's clenched fist suddenly raised and the commander waved the military flag.

Rumble!

The Shenji Camp received a signal and the cannon began to attack.

Countless shells hit the rear formation of the Oirats, and with a rumbling sound, the flowering bullet exploded instantly, and countless iron filings and lead balls scattered out. The nearby Oirats screamed instantly and fell off their horses.

At the same time, the leading Oirat cavalry had already rushed into the chariot formation.

"kill!"

The crowded Ming army stabbed spears one after another.

The Ming army on the front line was mostly the most elite personal soldiers. They had very rich combat experience and immediately launched an attack on the Oirats who had entered the chariot formation.

The Oirats were fighting with their lives, regardless of casualties, and fought to the chariot formation.

However, all they saw were the continuous Ming army, holding spears or shields, swarming up.

Whenever the Oirats rushed out of a gap with their lives, the next second, they were already blocked by the Ming army again.

Countless corpses of the Oirats and the unowned war horses were piled up like mountains.

But the hill where the corpses were piled up was quickly used by the Oirats who came here afterwards. They rode their horses and used the corpses to become a staircase to climb the chariot formation, crossed the corpse mountain, and then rode their horses on their own.

He jumped out of the car and rushed into the Ming army formation. He was like a tiger from the mountain, and rushed into the Ming army formation that was overwhelmed by a spear, or trampled on the Ming army officers and soldiers, slashed with swords.
Chapter completed!