the next day.

Namuzhong took his cavalry first, and they took the lead and used their superb riding skills to deal with the superb riding skills of the Mongols.

After a burst of dust rose in front of him.

Just a quarter of an hour later, He Jinchao led his infantry to push the Lele carriage and slowly advanced, leaving enough space for the battlefield ahead.

Manguertai stood on the ground on the earthen slope, looking at the battlefield fighting in the distance.

Instead of rushing each other, the Mongols kept running back and forth to shoot arrows.

From time to time, someone was shot down from the horse, and if he couldn't dodge, he was trampled to death by the war horse behind him.

Overall, it was Guncho Sbatulu and others who gradually fell into a disadvantage.

He Jinchao had always sent surrenders from Urianha to fight in rotation, and there were not so many Mongolians under Manguertay.

After fighting for several days, they could not withstand such great intensity, especially in terms of number of people.

If Obama's men shoot one arrow, Chahar's men can shoot two or three arrows. Everyone's ability to ride and shoot is not bad.

Whoever has more people can gain more advantages.

Manguertai's face was gloomy and he was particularly dissatisfied with the ineffective combat of Oba and others.

"Ha, Gon's falls at a disadvantage. When Chahar pursues us, we can take advantage of the situation to retreat and kill him and shoot him back."

Madali was covered in armor and holding a horse whip in her hand, unable to help laughing.

"When He Jinchao led his troops to pursue him, his formation would be in chaos, and he could defeat them in one fell swoop."

"Um."

They didn't care about the fight between the Mongols, their role was to consume it.

He Jinchao stood in the chariot, holding a monocular telescope to observe the battlefield in the distance.

I have to say that it is taught by a master in time, and both sides cannot break the tricks, or just have three tricks.

If there are more people and fewer people, you will have the advantage!

The previous fight between Su Butai and others had already made the Mongolians who were dependent on the Later Jin Dynasty feel a little tired.

Today, a powerful battle has been strengthened, and their lack of reserves cannot keep up.

The war was about logistics. In order to make the surrendered soldiers in Urianha work hard, He Jinchao had already been exempted from the status of a slave of the surrendered soldiers and sent them to do things.

This group was completely at a disadvantage, and Chahar began to pursue.

He Jinchao looked at the flag of the Jin Mangguertai in the distant hillside, and it didn't move at all.

"Ming Jin." He Jinchao ordered.

The sound of gongs ringing sounded on the battlefield ahead. Namuzhong tied the reins and shouted loudly to stop the pursuers and asked them to withdraw their troops and return.

"Win."

The Mongolians tied the reins and looked at the people who were fleeing in a panic, laughing.

Most of the soldiers rode their horses back from the left wing to rest, and took away the unowned war horses on the battlefield.

The soldiers who fell to the ground could be helped up and taken away by their own soldiers, while the enemy's soldiers were shot to death.

Otherwise, with the medical conditions in Mongolia, witch doctors probably don’t have any good treatment methods, and cow dung will give you a lake on the wound.

Soil slope.

Maidali frowned first: "He Jinchao is cautious. Lindan Batu's flag was completely unseen. Sure enough, he was seized from power."

I did not use my own defensive counterattack.

Maidali was very unhappy, but at this moment he could only be patient.

The enemy will win first, and at this time the chariot formation is placed in front of Dajin.

Only by digging the car array, no matter how many people he had, it was not enough to kill.

Manguertai pulled the reins and said coldly: "Select six hundred death-death soldiers and lead the Mongols to attack the two chariot formations of the enemy."

"yes."

Madalli understood his Ama's tactics, first used the death-death man to attack the enemy's chariot formation, followed by armored infantry closely.

When the enemy army was loose, the cavalry behind him had a final blow and drove these people into the Kuanhe River, they must not be allowed to enter the city.

After Niuluezhensanian and Digubu received the order, they immediately shouted loudly to their three hundred soldiers.

After Obama and Gon went out of Sbatulu and received the news, they felt even more dissatisfied.

Because of the fighting over the past few days, Gun's Sbatulu has lost one-third of his troops.

Now we have to hit the Hammer Bandit's chariot array again, and the losses will be greater.

After losing one or two hundred people in the Khalkha tribes, they ran away directly. If they continue to lose, their tribe will disappear.

Oba was also very injured. This time he was just trying to avenge his shame, but it was not as smooth as he thought. Now he can only walk down with his teeth.

Together, the two of them each sent out another 300 troops and followed Sa Nian to attack the two enemy chariot formations.

However, the report to Maidale was rejected, saying that only 500 people could have impact.

Mangourtai didn't think about breaking one car array at all, but fighting together.

Compared with the messy formations of the Mongols, the two Niulu from Zhenglan Banner walked all the way, and the festivals were not messy, and none of the soldiers dared to make noise.

Sa Nian held a bow and arrow, wore a heavy armored blade, and rode a horse standing in front, asking for a front.

After waiting for the heavy armor, there are some people with short armor and good shooting skills.

There was about ten steps away in the middle of the car array, and no one was willing to rush into the gap.

He Jinchao hoped that these Later Jin soldiers could rush out of the gap and gain them a good harvest.

Someone came over from the gap between the chariots and reported: "Captain, the Jurchen Tartars moved. It was probably a Niulu army that led hundreds of Mongolians to attack."

"Yeah, let's look again."

"Yes." The cavalry turned his horse's head and ran forward.

He Jinchao held the telescope in his hand and continued to observe: "Mangguertai is really a big appetite. If you want to eat me in one bite, I will break his front teeth first."

Dongdongdong.

The sound of war drums rang out.

"kill!"

Sa Nian yelled, then slammed the horse's belly and rushed directly.

The soldiers of Zhenglan Banner behind them all rushed forward, surpassing Niuluezhensanian. They were happy when they heard the battle, and brave when they attacked.

When Liu Erhu saw that the Jurchen Tartars finally rushed towards his car formation, his face was full of joy.

"Transfer my order, no matter how many lives the Jurchen Tartars are, I will make him come and go."

He Zan's face showed a solemn look. He had heard many rumors about the fierceness of the Jurchen Tartars in the Ming army camp.

Today, we must not become the "Battle of the Hammer Bandits", but become the failed side.

"Folang Machine Preparation."

When the dense sound of horse hooves sounded again on the battlefield, both the attacking and defending soldiers were in their throats.

The two sides are already tired of tempting each other. Now it is time to break through the bottom line and kill to the death.

Zhang Neng held the mountain-opening axe and hid behind the shield. Through the gap, he looked at the fierce face of the Jurchen Tartars who were getting closer and closer.

They were all desperate, and they were just practicing in advance, driving away the unowned war horses and destroying the front horse-resistance and chariot formation.

Instead, he directly took his life.

This was the first time he saw such a desperate charge, and subconsciously clenched the handle of the axe in his hand.

"The enemy has reached fifty steps."

"put!"

Bang bang bang bang.

Several Folang machines emitted fire and a burst of white smoke.
Chapter completed!