Looking at the Ming army facing each other, Altan actually wanted to retreat. Will he not fight this battle? He was in trouble.

Perhaps Altan himself refused to admit it, but after suffering losses under Xu Jin again and again, a shadow had actually appeared deep in his heart, a fearful mentality. The hesitation at this moment was a manifestation of his fear of Xu Jin.

As we all know, whether it is a game or a war, once you develop a timid attitude towards your opponent, it will undoubtedly mean that you have lost three points before the game starts, and it will be difficult to win again.

"Da - Khan, there is a saying among the Han people that the brave will win when they meet on a narrow road. Today is the best chance for Khan to defeat Xu Jin and the last chance. Don't hesitate, otherwise it will be too late to regret!" The Great Shaman suddenly raised his head, shouted loudly in a hoarse voice, and his originally turbid old eyes became extremely clear, as if they had a terrifying power.

Altan turned his head subconsciously and just met the eyes of the Great Shaman. He was shocked instantly, as if he was shocked. His originally hesitant eyes gradually became firmer. He held the hilt tightly. Yes, this battle was his last chance. If he retreated without fighting, he would probably never have the courage to fight against Xu Jin. This battle could not only not be avoided, but also had to win.

"The brave will win when we meet on a narrow road - the brave will win when we meet on a narrow road!!" Altan repeatedly recited this sentence in his heart, and suddenly pulled out the scimitar with a clang, pointed forward with force, shouted loudly: "Attack-attack!"

With Altan's order, 30,000 Tatar cavalry rushed out and divided into three left, middle and right to attack the Ming army's battle formation. In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains shook. Wherever the horse's hooves passed, they stole the mist and the mud splashed!

In the camp of the Ming army, Xu Jin, the commander of the three armies, was calm at this moment. Since it was expected that it would rain yesterday, he ordered the entire army to take measures to prevent rain. When it rained heavily at dawn, Xu Jin even decisively ordered the entire army to prepare for the enemy. Sure enough, as soon as the sky was dawn, Altan came to attack while the rain was running.

"Blow-cannon!" Seeing the Tatar cavalry on the opposite side launching a charge, Wang Lin'er, the actual commander-in-chief of the Ming army, shouted loudly, and ordered the flag soldiers to wave the flag immediately to send a signal.

The commanders of the artillery battalions immediately ordered the firing of artillery. The artillery soldiers who had been waiting for the battle immediately lifted the tarp cloth draped on the cannon, and the four people grabbed the four corners of the tarp cloth and raised it high to protect the rain from the rain to prevent the rain from wetting the cannon body and shells.

Boom boom boom boom...

Two hundred Flang machine cannons roared at the same time, and fierce artillery fire roared into the charging Tatar cavalry team, instantly blew upside down and flew with blood and flesh.

"Their guns and cannons will soon be wet by the rain. Warriors, rush, victory belongs to us. Kill, kill the bright dog!" The generals of the Tatar cavalry rode their horses and raised their swords, shouted loudly, and encouraged their subordinates to rush forward.

Boom boom boom boom...

The dense artillery fire fell like raindrops, blowing a large sea of ​​fire out of a mile in front of the Ming army. All the Tatar cavalry hit by shells were broken. The remaining limbs were thrown away in the sky, and the blood dyed the rain red.

Altan looked at the scene in front of him with a blue face and his heart seemed to be bleeding. However, Altan also keenly realized that compared to the last battle in the desert, the artillery fire of the Ming army seemed to be a little sparse, and the speed of firing the artillery has also slowed down.

I have to say that Altan observed very carefully. The artillery fire of the Ming army was indeed not as dense as last time. This is no wonder. After all, it is raining now. Although the Ming army's artillery soldiers have taken rainproof measures, it is much more difficult to launch artillery than when they are sunny.

First, four people held oil cloths above to block the rain, which inevitably limited the movement space of the artillery operators; secondly, the large amount of thick smoke generated after the launch of the artillery could not be released, which seriously affected the breathing and sight of the artillery soldiers. In addition, the ground was wet and slippery, and they would fall if they were not careful; again, the grassland was wet and soft, and the fixed artillery position could easily shake and move, and it had to be adjusted.

All the above three points seriously affect the artillery, and the speed of firing cannons will naturally slow down. When it is even more deadly, rain will float in when it is windy. As time goes by, some sub-column leads will be wet and will not catch fire at all.

So gradually, the artillery fire of the Ming army became increasingly sparse. The Tatar cavalry who discovered this were both surprised and happy. They rushed forward with even more force, waded through the artillery blockade line, and fiercely rushed to the Ming army's position.

"Shoot - strike!" The commanders of the musketeers of various battalions of the Ming army had already been ready. With a command, the gunshots rang out like beans. The Tatar cavalry who rushed in front were crushed by dense bullets on the spot, falling one after another, just like harvesting wheat.

Seeing this, Altan couldn't help but clench his fists. Damn, after so long rain, the Ming army's musket can still be used. It seems that the rainproof measures are done very well, but the rain is pervasive, and the humid air will wet the Ming army's gunpowder. Therefore, no matter how good the rainproof measures are, it is impossible to use them for a long time. As long as you persist until the end, victory will always belong to Ben Khan.

"Master, it seems that this rain will not stop for a while. Eighteen Folang machine cannons are completely useless. Many brothers' flintlock guns are also gone. What should I do?" Jing Dachu, the general of Xuanfu, said anxiously.

"Oh, what should I do now!" Huang Jin was worried at this moment. If he hadn't been standing there calmly when he saw Xu Jin, this guy would have turned his head and left first.

Isana was riding on the horse, her whole body was wet by the rain, and the girl's body was undulating. Although this woman was not a beauty, her figure was still quite good. She glanced at Eunuch Huang, who was holding an umbrella by her personal soldiers, and then glanced at Xu Jin next to Huang Jin. The latter was also wearing rain gear by her personal soldiers, but the contempt in Yisana's eyes turned into complexity.

Along the way, Yisana no longer dared to underestimate Xu Jin, a weak scholar who seemed to be powerless. What puzzled Yisana was that Xu Jin was still calm at this time, as if he had not seen Altan's cavalry as he was getting closer and closer.

Isana turned her head and looked at Xie Sanqin, who was not far from her. The boy also looked calm, and the spear was casually inserted into the ground next to the mount.

"Hey!" Yisana called out softly, Xie Sanqi turned his head and frowned, "Prince Yisana, please call me General Xie."

"Tsk, it's just an acting general, why are you so arrogant!" Yisana curled her lips and said, "General Xie, the front is almost unable to hold back. Why didn't General Wang order cavalry?"

Xie Sanqian laughed and said, "It's still early. The coach is planning and everything is under control. Princess Yisana is waiting to watch the show!"

Isana's eyes lit up and said, "Why are you just like last time again? You arranged an ambush behind Altan?"

Xie Sanqiang rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Behind Altan is the city, where can I arrange an ambush? Please, can you be more brainy?"

"Can you be more polite when you speak? I am the princess personally named by your emperor." Isana said angrily.

Xie Sangun said carelessly: "You princess is a little worthless. This general is just a rough man who only leads troops to fight. He always speaks like this. The county mainly doesn't like to listen to it. It's better not to talk to me."

Isana couldn't help but get angry and turned around and ignored Xie Sanqian. However, after looking at the battle situation in front of the formation for a while, she couldn't help asking again: "General Xie, what are the next moves you have prepared?"

Xie Sanqian curled his lips and said, "It's all right, so much nonsense!"
Chapter completed!