The helmet and gun gleamed in the sunlight, the eyebrows were low, and the shadows covered Ma Ke's eyes.

He stood up outside the formation, turned over and squatted on the saddle. After a moment, he stood up again, frowned at the northern battlefield, and murmured: "What do you want to do?"

On the battlefield, two teams of Ming army infantry and cavalry were guarding the wheelbarrow as they quickly approached the battlefield and began to carry horse corpses to the vehicle.

This scene briefly confused Ma Ke, and then he sat down, steered his horse around the horse-rejecting pit, and walked toward the formation. The smile on his face showed that he was in a good mood.

Seeing Ouyang Gun and Zhang Xianzhong in the camp, Ma Ke immediately said with irrepressible excitement: "The enemy has taken the bait!"

Ouyang Gun was surprised and wanted to speak, but before he could speak, he heard Zhang Xianzhong retort angrily: "Why are you taking the bait? I don't know which bastard is leading the troops. He is very clever. I have nowhere to put the rocket!"

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Marco glanced at Zhang Xianzhong and did not answer his words.

Rockets have appeared many times on the battlefield, and even the slowest enemy will be prepared for them.

What's more, Zhang Yingchang from the three towns in Ningxia has been defeated. The remaining Zuo Liangyu and Cao Wenzhao are both experienced generals, so it is normal to be defensive.

"Time is running out, you two mighty generals, think of something."

Zhang Xianzhong didn't get a response, and became even more unhappy. He glared and said, "Force them over, use rocket bombs to blow up their two battalions, and then use your true skills to destroy the second battalion, and then you can continue to fight the next four battalions!"

Marco blinked, opened his mouth slightly, and looked directly at Zhang Xianzhong, as if he was hearing the ravings of a madman.

Ouyang Gun said: "Don't worry, commander, Ren Shuai's reinforcements will arrive tonight."

Zhang Xianzhong obviously disapproved of Ren Quan'er. He rolled his eyes and said: "Soldiers are very fast. By the time he comes over, the Ming army will have already run away!"

"If he runs away, we will chase him."

Ma Ke chuckled lightly, and then said: "They have taken the bait. The enemy general has sent a small group of cavalry to escort the wheelbarrow. They are carrying horse corpses on the battlefield. They will not run away tonight."

Ouyang Gun sighed very tiredly.

Everyone can see what Zhang Xianzhong is thinking.

There are more than 4,000 soldiers in the second brigade and the second battalion of rangers. Everyone hopes that the generalissimo will lead the army to complete the encirclement.

Only Zhang Xianzhong did not want Liu Chengzong to arrive on the battlefield too early.

The day the generalissimo arrived on the battlefield was when the army won. Zhang Xianzhong, who was released into the mountains and forests, had to get into the cage next to Liu Chengzong again.

The specialty of the Marshal's Army is lunatics.

In the eyes of Ouyang Gun, who had not been tortured by too much madness, the cavalry commander Ma Ke who shouted "The enemy is taking the bait" looked like a normal person, but in fact he was just more normal than Zhang Xianzhong.

Let’s just say, who is a good man leading an army of 4,000 people, who would call the decision of 20,000 enemy troops within 20 miles to go to war and take the bait?

As for their four thousand soldiers who had fought several battles in a company and were exhausted, more than 20,000 people went south to attack. In his eyes, there was no escape.

Of course, Ouyang Gun knew that this would be beneficial to the overall situation.

They wanted to hold off the enemy, which would provide time for Ren Quan'er's support from the rear and create opportunities for Liu Chengzong to encircle him.

But this kind of cooperation with these two people, Ouyang Gun always felt that he was incompatible with them, and he didn't know how to respond to what they said.

It doesn't make sense to agree; to ridicule, it doesn't make sense.

He could only change the topic and said to Ma Ke: "The enemy general is not impulsive. He will be hungry if he stands in a stable place and then seizes the horse carcass... This is a strategy to lure us to withdraw."

"It doesn't matter if it's a strategy or not."

Marco shook his head, obviously having a different view on this, and said: "Although the enemy troops are numerous, they dare not come forward because they are afraid of our rockets. In this case, in view of my duty, it is better to take the opportunity to send the cavalry troops to fight with them."

Ouyang Gun looked at Ma Ke in surprise, thinking that although Ma Ke was brave, courageous and reckless, he was not a complete fool. How could he say such a thing?

He wondered: "Isn't this playing into the enemy general's plan? They have more soldiers and we have fewer soldiers. I know that the cavalry generals are confident, but in cavalry fighting, our army cannot get much advantage."

To put it bluntly, the Marshal's Army did have a battle position advantage over the Ming Army, but the advantage was concentrated in infantry and artillery.

On the one hand, it is the advantage of more horses and vehicles providing mobility and logistical supplies, and on the other hand, it is the technological progress of guns and firearms.

The cavalry is the area where the gap between the Marshal's Army and the Ming Army is smallest.

In group combat, the marshal's cavalry can win decisively with their stronger organizational skills and morale, but one-on-one combat?

Ouyang Gun did not think that Liu Chengzong's new field brigade cavalry would be a bargain.

After all, there are too many special arms of the Marshal's Army.

It's not that Ouyang Gun looked down on the Mongolian cavalry, but in terms of setting, the Ranger Battalion was originally a group of troops that drove away enemy cavalry, and was not good at individual combat.

Even though their combat effectiveness was strengthened by Liu Chengzong, the Wala heavy cavalry were all equipped with three-point steel spearheads; the Mobei light cavalry were all issued with eighteen armor-piercing cones and eighteen beryllium arrow clusters.

It is still difficult to gain an absolute advantage in individual combat and squad combat.

At most it's a tie, because these equipment were originally standard equipment for the Ming army, but the Mongolian cavalry didn't have them.

In fact, in Ouyang Gun's eyes, the ecological niche of the Mongolian soldiers of each brigade in the Marshal's Army was the same as that of the Yiding, the servants of the Ming army generals.

In other words, Huang Taiji's Sanshun King, Liu Chengzong's Mongolian army, and Ming General's Yiding are all the same thing, helpless and free of worries.

It is the confidence that Ji Qing has to clean up the clan nobles, it is the cornerstone for the generalissimo to ensure the lower limit of his power, and it is also the confidence for Ming generals to suppress the mutinous army.

They are the leaders of violent groups and an important force in maintaining internal psychological shock.

This power does not need to be strong, but people must know that this power exists and that others within the group cannot use it.

It's that simple.

On this basis, the advantage of Liu Chengzong's Mongolian Yiding was the quantity of cavalry, not the quality.

Ouyang Gun decided that he would suffer losses if he fought.

But he didn't expect Marco to think so too.

"The general is right, the enemy has many troops but ours has few."

Marco was not discouraged when he said this, but was actually happy: "But our army has more horsemen, but the enemy has fewer horsemen. Its four battalions of cavalry only have more than 3,000 cavalry. If you kill him in combat, you will lose one."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "What I am worried about now is that the cavalry has left the formation and I am worried about the enemy troops charging into the formation."

Ouyang Gun was shocked and felt even more out of place.

They are all kinds of people. They have taken the bait even if five times the enemy's force has not escaped. In order to prevent the enemy from running out of the encirclement, they are ready to fight with all their strength and kill all the enemy's horsemen.

But Ma Ke had already said this, and Zhang Xianzhong also looked over with suspicion. Can Ouyang Gun say that he couldn't hold on?

He waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter. Since the general is willing to fight, I will defend the camp..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Xianzhong was asked to take over the words again. The Minister of Li Yamen waved his hand: "Don't be afraid. The enemy is close to 1,500 steps. I will send a few rockets to blow him up. The explosion will be accurate or not."

Yes, no one can surround you anyway!"

Just for a while, Xu Yong, the general of the Ming army who was leading the cavalry on the opposite side of the battlefield, was thinking hard, thinking about some tips for scolding and provoking.

He even planned to wait a little longer. If the enemy couldn't ride out, he would have two dead horses found, cut and packaged on the spot, and let the enemy watch and pack the meat away.

But before he could use this idea, he saw the scout cavalry running excitedly to report: "General, the enemy has sent out troops!"

The four divisions of cavalry at the four corners of the marshal's barracks each separated into a team and mounted their horses, heading north unhurriedly.

Xu Yong looked at those war horses and was extremely jealous.

From such a distance, he couldn't tell whether the horses were Mongolian or Ili horses, or even the height or size. All he could see was the number.

His battalion has less than 600 horses. Counting the pack horses and draft horses, he can only make up 900 cavalry. The four cavalry divisions sitting quietly at the four corners of the camp are obviously affiliated with one battalion.

In addition to the troops in the camp, which numbered more than 4,000, there were more than 5,000 horses, donkeys and mules.

This does not include the consumption of the previous battles.

In fact, this is also the fundamental reason why the clever Zuo Liangyu is willing to fight this battle.

They are all jealous of the Marshal's Mansion's logistical strength.

Defeating this battalion will bring the maneuverability and food reserves of Zuozhen's fourth battalion to a higher level.

Otherwise Zuo Liangyu would have left long ago.

Waste your ass here.

Four small groups of cavalry from the Ranger Battalion moved slowly, but they swept up the smoke and made a mighty noise.

Xu Yong held a telescope in front of his own army formation and looked at the marshal's cavalry approaching the battlefield. He turned around and said: "Prepare another two hundred cavalry, and tell the people in front to be careful. The enemy's cavalry is difficult to deal with."

He had long known that there were many Mongolian soldiers among the enemy cavalry, and he had despised them earlier, but now he saw that Liu Chengzong's army had a good way of training cavalry.

Contempt is normal.

There is a Gansu surrendered general named Li Changling under Liu Chengzong, who is now serving as a training officer in the regiment of the Ministry of War. He is a one-eyed dragon with only one eye.

In the past, as the Commander-in-Chief of the Biao Camp of Gansu Commander-in-Chief Yang Jiamo, he fought a very good battle against the Northern invaders of Gansu by the Huo Luochi disciples who were still pirates at that time.

The price of victory is Li Changling's right eye.

There is only this price, nothing more.

The Huoluo Chibu cavalry fired arrows like rain, and their precise shooting skills were still fresh in the memory of the Gansu Ming army. Every officer and soldier in front of the formation was hit by several arrows.

But no one died, and not a single arrow could penetrate the armor in the entire battle.

Only Li Changling, as the commander of the camp, braved the rain of arrows and raised his head to observe the direction of the enemy's attack. As a result, as soon as he raised his head, he was shot in the right eye - a forged copper arrow.
To be continued...