At the command, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty's frontier army, shivering with cold, rushed out. It was not that they were all excited and wanted to kill everyone, but they were going to freeze if they didn't move.
The wind in the midwinter season of the Gobi Desert is like a knife, cutting through their thin cold clothes and armor, drilling into their bones, and making the blood in their bodies almost freeze. Their hands are holding cold weapons and shields
, were all numb. A cloud of cold air enveloped the armor, and the breath coming out of their mouths seemed to be a cloud of ice mist, which froze their beards and eyebrows and hung them with strings of ice beads.
Many people were thinking in their hearts that they would rather fight the enemy, even if they were killed by a knife, than suffer the severe cold. So after giving the order, these people rushed out impatiently.
Forty thousand troops, that's such a huge number. They were densely packed and covered the land for several miles, and they were as dark as a swarm of ants.
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They rushed up the hillside, and then rushed from the hillside towards the dark Baichengzi in the low-lying plains below. Their stiff bodies made it impossible for them to control their steps. Many people were like rolling gourds when going downhill, along the gravel-covered road.
The hillside rolled down.
Ma Ang cursed angrily. He originally wanted everyone to control their noise as much as possible, because the slope was still two or three miles away from the city wall of Baichengzi. He hoped not to alert the enemy as much as possible and to get as close to the city as possible.
But the soldiers rolled down the hillside, their armor, blades and shields colliding on the gravel ground, and their bodies colliding with each other, making noisy and harsh sounds. It was like countless dojos opened in the dark Gobi, Ping Ping
The ping-pong clang clangs. Unless all Tatars are deaf, such noise will definitely be heard clearly.
But at this point, scolding is useless. Since there is no way to escape, there is nothing to worry about.
"For the Ming Dynasty! Kill me!" Ma Ang stood on the slope, unsheathed the long knife in his hand, and let out a heart-rending roar.
"kill!"
"Kill! Kill!"
The loud shouts resounded through the wilderness and were deafening. In an instant, the blood of the soldiers was resurrected in the body. It is no exaggeration to say that the soldiers and horses of the Ming Dynasty Border Town are real armies. They are real warriors. For a long time, they have guarded the border town.
, has experienced countless battles, and is an army that has truly seen blood. It has experienced many battles with the Tatars for a long time, and is a real opponent.
At this moment, when the cry of killing rang out, even the laziest frontier soldiers' blood would immediately boil. The cold blood in their bodies began to boil, and their bodies that had shrunk due to the cold began to stretch. In an instant, they changed from a gray-headed look to a murderous look.
The soaring warriors of Hundreds of Battles, each with an angry look on their face, roared and ran.
The officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty's frontier army rushed in like a black tide with a huge roar, quickly flooding the ground and rushing towards the city ahead. The densely packed black figures were like a huge shadow, swallowing up the white gravel ground.
The shouts of killing in the cold wind are like the roar of tigers and the roar of dragons, like the collapse of mountains and the cracking of earth.
The distance of more than two miles was only 1,400 to 500 steps. In a very short time, the Ming soldiers rushed from the southeast and two directions to a place a hundred steps away from the low wall of Baichengzi.
At this moment, there seemed to be countless venomous snakes spitting out snake messages in the darkness, and the sound of sizzling squeaking through the air was dense and harsh, making one's hair hurt.
Countless arrows shot out from the darkness, as dense as a torrential rain. They shot instantly into the charging Ming army.
In an instant, there were the sounds of arrows piercing the flesh and blood of the body, the sound of nails being nailed on shields, and the sounds of drilling into armor. Screams, wails, shouts of death, groans, wind, and footsteps were intertwined together.
On this dark and cold winter night, in this Gobi desert, a bloody fight began.
When Ma Ang learned that the Tatars started shooting with bows and arrows, he felt a little cold in his heart. The soldiers and horses charged into the range of the arrows and were immediately struck by the arrows. There was no panic or noise in Baichengzi.
Voice. What does this mean?
This only means one thing. The other party has been prepared for a long time. Their archers have been in place long ago and are ready to release arrows.
In other words, they had already known about their attack tonight, the whereabouts of their soldiers and horses had been discovered long ago, and the intention of the attack had also been understood.
For a moment, Ma Ang had an ominous premonition. As a soldier's intuition, he felt that he had been ambushed by the Tatars. However, this thought disappeared in a flash and was replaced by another thought.
"So what if they know? Just treat it as an open and honest attack. Our strength is three times theirs, so what? If we attack the city, we will kill them all."
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In fact, this was the confidence that gave him the courage to launch an attack. When considering whether to attack, the absolute advantage in the number of troops and horses was his greatest confidence.
"Kill. Fight in for me, no matter the cost. Don't take even one step back. Anyone who violates will be killed without mercy!" Ma Ang roared sternly.
The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty shouted, facing the dense rain of arrows, and rushed to the edge of the city wall without hesitation. Those tattered rammed earth walls, which were no more than a person tall. The ruins of the wall could not stop the torrent of soldiers of the Ming Dynasty at all. As long as
Rush under the city wall and the city will be breached in an instant.
Therefore, even though countless soldiers were hit by the dense rain of arrows, and the screams of horns were horrifying, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty still gritted their teeth and charged forward. At this time, they all understood that the only way to move forward was to
, there is no other choice but to attack the city.
The tidal torrent was still advancing rapidly under the attack of the arrow rain. The arrows in the darkness were obviously not dense enough to stop the Ming army's attack. The Ming soldiers quickly rushed to the city wall fifty steps away, followed by the Ming army archers behind.
Under the organization of the general, they began to shoot arrows into the dark city ahead to suppress the enemy. A breakthrough was already in sight.
But suddenly, the soldiers charging ahead screamed in agony. They fell to the ground, screaming and holding their legs and feet, and wailed loudly.
The soldiers who rushed after them quickly understood what was going on. Within fifty steps of the city wall of Baichengzi, dense spikes were buried. Under the dim light, they were everywhere, like after the rain.
Wild mountain bamboo shoots emerge from the bamboo forests in the south, and the sharp hardwood spikes are planted on the ground. Once stepped on, they immediately penetrate the soles of the boots and the soles of the feet.
In just a split second, hundreds of soldiers from the Ming Dynasty were struck by Daoer, pierced through the soles of their feet and nailed to the spot. The pain can be imagined.
The soldiers' scalps were really numb. By this moment, everyone had understood one thing. The Tatars had long been prepared to fight. They already knew that they would launch an attack. All of this was arranged by them.
"Clean the spikes, clean the spikes, kill!" the generals roared loudly. The soldiers threw their shields on the ground as stepping stones. The bodies of soldiers shot by sand were also used as stepping stones. At this time,
He couldn't care about anything. If he didn't take action immediately, everyone standing here would be a living target and the prey of the opponent's archers.
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Ma Ang stood on the hillside at the rear. The front was chaotic and chaotic. He actually couldn't see anything clearly. He relied on the people constantly coming and going to report progress, and then conveyed his orders to the deputy commander-in-chief and other generals in the front.
Ma Ang knew that today's loss would definitely not be small. But no matter how many soldiers and horses were lost, they must attack. This was a death order. The only thing on his mind now was to attack and win, there was nothing else
idea.
The neighing sound of war horses seemed to be heard in the distant north wind. The sound was extremely weak in the noisy battlefield. If you did not listen carefully, you would not hear it at all. But Ma Ang was the general of the border army, and he was very concerned about the neighing sound of war horses.
Extremely sensitive. So, among the huge noise, he captured this sound.
He was very sensitive to this because he knew how powerful the Tatar cavalry was. The reason why he launched a night sneak attack was, firstly, to take him by surprise, and secondly, to prevent the Tatars from taking advantage of the cavalry. In the dark, their
The soldiers and horses were trapped in the city and could not use their advantages at all.
But at this moment, Ma Ang felt uneasy because the neighing of the war horses he heard came from far away, not from the city of Baichengzi. The sound came from the northwest of the city.
Ma Ang squinted his eyes in confusion and worry and looked into the distance. There, under the dim skylight, the huge sand dunes of the Mu Us Desert stood like mountains, silhouetted against the dark sky. Nothing could be seen there.
As if sensing something, Ma Ang raised the telescope in his hand and looked at the sand dunes and darkness in the distance. There was chaos and darkness in the telescope. However, Ma Ang saw countless rapidly moving black objects in the darkness.
Spot, Ma Ang opened his mouth wide in shock and was stunned for a moment. His hot body became cold again in an instant.
Cavalry, that’s the Tatar cavalry!
Although before the war, he had ordered scouts to conduct reconnaissance within a radius of five or six miles to confirm that the Tatar cavalry was not ambushing in the Gobi Desert. However, he obviously did not realize that the Tatar cavalry would be hiding in the desert.
Seven or eight miles away is the Mu Us Desert. Ma Ang would never think that the Tatar cavalry would hide in the desert. What a dangerous thing it is.
Can the cavalry enter the desert? In Ma Ang's view, that is not possible. However, he has no idea that the edges of the Mu Us Desert are actually fixed sand dunes, and there are even vegetation growing on the sand dunes, including a large number of vines and other plants.
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Although this is a desert, there is actually no shortage of rain in the Hetao area. They are just less than normal areas. But it is by no means a barren land with no rain all year round and drought.
The cavalry can not only walk on the edge of the desert, but also have huge sand dunes as shelter. They can hide between the sand dunes and withstand the wind and cold.
In just a short tea time, a torrent of Tatar cavalry rolled in. The sound of horse hooves roared like thunder, and the ground began to tremble. A total of 10,000 Tatar cavalry were like evil ghosts rushing out of the desert, howling in the darkness.
The ghost charged from the desert in the northwest. Like a knife blade crossing the water, it rushed from west to east into the Ming army's formation.
The charge of cavalry against infantry was a one-sided battle. The charging cavalry force of ten thousand people was like a train roaring and crushing among the sheep, with blood and flesh flying everywhere without any hindrance.
The charge of ten thousand Tatar cavalry was impossible to stop.
Ma Ang, the commander-in-chief of Yansui, stared blankly at the chaos of the battlefield below, watching the torrent of the opponent's cavalry rushing through the formation of his own soldiers, harvesting lives like a meat grinder, and crushing his own soldiers and horses like a roller.
Only now did he realize that he was afraid that he would be self-defeating and cause a big disaster.