Zhu Qizhen also saw the menacing Mongolian cavalry in the Ming army formation.
Zhang Fu hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, please return to the rear temporarily to supervise the battle. Leave this place to the old minister!"
Zhu Qizhen said resolutely: "I am the coach, and the war is about to begin. How can there be any reason for the coach to retreat before the battle?"
"But, Your Majesty..."
"My decision has been made, no need to say more!" Zhu Qizhen raised his hand and began to give orders, "Marquis of Taining Chen Ying!"
"I'm here!"
Chen Ying got off his horse and knelt on one knee, waiting for the order.
"The artillery of Shenji Battalion comes forward, prepare to fight!"
Chen Ying took a red flag and said respectfully: "I obey the order!"
"Listen carefully!" Zhu Qizhen said sternly, "My orders will be conveyed through flags. You must not make the decision without authorization when commanding on the front line. If you disobey, raise your head and see me!"
Chen Ying's heart shivered and he saluted: "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I will fulfill my mission!"
After finishing speaking, he turned around, mounted his horse and ran towards Shenji Camp.
Zhu Qizhen shouted again: "British Duke Zhang Fu, Pingxiang Bo Chen Huai, Xiangcheng Bo Li Zhen, Sui'an Bo Chen Xun, Xiu Wu Bo Shen Rong!"
Five people stepped forward one after another, led by Zhang Fu, and said in unison: "I am here!"
Zhu Qizhen ordered: "The British Duke Zhang Fu will lead the fifth military camp and also lead the central army, Chen Huai will lead the left sentry army, Li Zhen will lead the right sentry army, Chen Xun will lead the left Yi army, and Shen Rong will lead the right Yi army, and prepare to meet the enemy!"
"I obey the decree!"
The five people each received the command flag, and Zhu Qizhen said again: "The same goes for you, follow my flag and act according to my instructions. If anyone dares to disobey the command, no matter whether he succeeds or fails, he will be punished by death!"
Zhang Fu glanced at Zhu Qizhen meaningfully. He had an illusion. For some reason, the emperor he saw today seemed to be a different person.
Act decisively and resolutely, and remain calm even if a war is about to break out.
It seems... this young emperor has grown up overnight.
Especially the majesty exuded when he issued the military order just now, I have only seen it from Emperor Taizong in so many years.
The generals also felt the same. Along the way, the eunuch Wang Zhen was worried that the military attache would steal his limelight, so he tried every means to suppress it. Everyone was already suffering. Today, the emperor personally assigned the task, and everyone was in high spirits. It seemed that along the way The accumulated resentment finally has a chance to vent.
Zhang Fu is already over 70 this year. He should be enjoying his old age at home and enjoying the blessings of his children and grandchildren. But when he heard that the emperor's imperial chariot was personally on the expedition, he put on his armor and went into battle without saying a word.
But he didn’t expect that he, a veteran of four dynasties and the Duke of China with great military exploits, would be controlled by a eunuch. If Emperor Taizong knew about it, I wonder what he would think...
The long-awaited war is finally here. Today, we must kill each other to vent our anger!
Military orders were passed on one by one, and the Ming army began to shrink. The Tengpai players moved forward to form the first line of defense, and the cannons of the Shenji Battalion were also pushed to the front of the formation.
Seeing the fierceness of the Mongolian cavalry, the sergeants in the formation couldn't help but feel timid, and some quietly took a few steps back.
Maybe this is just a subconscious behavior. After all, this is a war and people are going to die.
In the face of death, no one dares to pat their chest and say that they are fearless. Survival is human instinct.
However, timidity is contagious.
As long as one person starts to shrink, there will be a second and a third...
This small move was noticed by Zhu Qizhen. He frowned and ordered: "Fan Zhong!"
"The end is here!"
Fan Zhong has been following Zhu Qizhen, guarding the Emperor of Heaven and the Great Dragon Flag above his head.
"Pass the order, the Jin Yiwei will step forward to supervise the battle. From now on, anyone who retreats will be killed!"
"The general will obey the order!"
During this expedition, a total of 300 Jinyi guards accompanied them. After receiving the order, they all went into battle with swords and stood behind the soldiers to act as supervisors.
With the Jinyi Guards supervising the battle, the soldiers at the front stopped retreating, held the weapons in their hands tightly, and stood ready.
The Mongolian cavalry moved very fast, and in the blink of an eye, the two armies were less than 500 steps apart.
Five hundred steps, which is about seven to eight hundred meters, this distance has already entered the range of artillery.
Chen Ying, Marquis of Taining, stood in front of the formation, constantly visually measuring the opponent's distance and ready to give orders to fire at any time.
Twelve general cannons were already ready, but there was no sign of attack in the Chinese formation.
"Master Hou, why don't you open fire yet?"
The officers behind them could no longer bear it any longer. The Walas cavalry were extremely fast and would arrive in a blink of an eye. If they didn't open fire, the enemy would be right under their noses.
Chen Ying looked anxiously in the direction of the Chinese army, shook his head helplessly and said: "Wait a little longer!"
"Master Marquis, we can't wait any longer. If we wait any longer, the artillery will be useless!"
"Why can't we wait?" Chen Ying also lost his temper and said with a stern face, "The emperor hasn't given the order yet, keep waiting!"
Four hundred steps...
Three hundred steps...
Angkotu knew very well that he would soon be attacked by a round of artillery fire.
During an all-out charge, if you were hit by the Ming army's artillery, you would definitely have a narrow escape. However, the artillery's reloading speed was extremely slow. Facing the high-speed cavalry, you would have no chance after firing once.
Two hundred and fifty steps...
This distance has long been within the range of artillery, but the Ming army has not launched an attack for a long time, which surprised him greatly.
It seems that the Ming army is really scared of being beaten and is probably ready to run away now!
"The Ming army's artillery is out of action, and the little emperor is right in front of you. Charge with me!"
The cavalry behind them howled excitedly. In their eyes, these Ming troops were equivalent to mobile military exploits, easily obtainable.
The autumn wind blew past my face, causing pain on my face. This feeling gave Angketu a long-lost sense of pleasure.
He galloped on horseback, with eight thousand cavalry following closely behind him. The huge cavalry formation gradually dispersed, and the horseshoes collided with the ground, making a clanging sound, as if carrying the power of crushing everything.
Two hundred steps...
One hundred and fifty steps...
Converted into meters, it is about two to three hundred meters, which is very close. The galloping horses stir up large amounts of dust, which has a strong visual impact.
Behind Zhu Qizhen, Fan Zhong looked very anxious. At this time, regardless of the suspicion of overstepping, he stepped forward and asked: "Your Majesty, why haven't you given the order yet?"
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Zhu Qizhen looked indifferent and said: "What if we attack now and they see that the situation is not good and turn around and run away?"
Fan Zhong was stunned for a moment. Wouldn't it be better to beat the person away?
I saw Zhu Qizhen staring straight ahead and speaking slowly.
"I will wipe out all this cavalry!"
Fan Zhong was greatly shocked. At this time, the emperor was thinking about how to cut off the opponent's retreat!
This is too bold!
"Your Majesty, the enemy is sending out elite troops. The general boldly suggests that we should advance slowly and use artillery to consume them first, and then..."
Zhu Qizhen raised his hand to interrupt Fan Zhong's advice.
"I gave up my baggage and supplies just to fight for them! I want them to know that the Ming Dynasty's army is not easy to mess with!"
Fan Zhong looked stern and swallowed back what he said.
One hundred steps...
Arrows began to shoot from the Wala formation, but they were all blocked by the Tengpai players of the Ming army.
Eighty steps...
More and more arrows were flying towards us, some of which were so powerful that they penetrated the shields. Casualties began to appear in the Ming army's formation.
Fifty steps...
Finally, when Chen Ying's mentality was on the verge of collapse, he saw the Chinese army's command flag.
"Fire!"
He was so anxious that his voice became hoarse, and he quickly ordered to open fire.
At this time, the leading cavalry in the Wala Formation was less than a hundred meters away from the position, and they could even see the white breath exhaling from the mouths of the opponent's horses.
The artilleryman's arms were stiff. After hearing the order, he immediately lit the fire.
The lead wire made a hissing sound, followed immediately by the roar of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The cannon spit out tongues of flame and fired the shells out of the chamber, hitting the middle of the Ora cavalry team.
In this era, cannonballs were solid, but the power of hitting a big iron lump from such a long distance should not be underestimated.
Ang Ketu was leading the charge. Seeing the Ming army approaching, finally, the long-awaited sound of artillery sounded.
He was shocked at first, and then he saw countless artillery shells passing over his head and flying to the rear.
What's going on?
Even though he has been on the battlefield for a long time, he still can't figure out why the Ming army's artillery arrived so late.
Moreover, he actually fought from the back!
Well, now, the most threatening artillery in the Ming army's formation failed to stop the front line from charging. The only explanation is that the opponent's mentality has been messed up and they have completely lost their organization, so that they missed the best opportunity to fire. p>
Thinking of this, Ang Ketu's eyes shone brightly. He was only fifty steps away from the Ming army's front line and could be captured in just one breath.
"The southerners are already in disarray, follow me and charge!"
At this moment, the Ming army's front line suddenly changed.
I saw the rattan players retreating, and teams of fire gun players walked to the front of the formation, knelt on one knee, and raised the fire guns in front of them.