The most reckless man in the Ming Dynasty

The sun was setting.

The war was still going on.

The densely packed Tartar infantry rushed up with scimitars and shields, but they regretted it the moment they stepped into the trench.

It turned out that there was a layer of loose soil at the bottom of the trench, covering the caltrops and bamboo sticks below.

When they stepped on the loose soil and fell directly, their feet were pierced. The piercing pain made them scream and lose their fighting power.

The Tartars above also suffered a brutal massacre by the Tiger and Leopard Camp. Their blood flowed into the bottom of the trench and turned into a dark red puddle.

The wounded and the dead were intertwined, like a pot of dumplings, rolling up and down, and gradually the trench was filled with blood and flesh.

The blood mixed with gunpowder smoke, and the pungent smell of blood filled the whole place, making people want to vomit.

The Tartars were like being possessed by evil spirits, facing the impact of artillery fire, and were beaten into a pile of fragments.

They continued to rush forward as if they were not afraid of death. As a result, the sound of muskets continued, and the lead bullets swept over like a rainstorm. Blood mists kept bursting out of the Tartars, and their bodies rolled to the ground.

The thick blood gathered into small puddles. The Tartars behind stepped on the bloody bodies of their companions and moved forward. As a result, they soon became corpses...

Bloody, brutal, and desperate!

The Tartars just couldn't rush up those trenches and earth walls that seemed neither deep nor high.

They risked their lives and rushed to sixty or seventy steps. Tiger squat cannons would be fired from nowhere. The iron sand in the sky would kill or injure anyone who touched it. They finally rushed to the front of the trench. When they used their hands and feet to climb up.

The musketeers of the Tiger and Leopard Camp were calm and composed. Just like in the usual target practice, they directly blew up the exposed heads one by one!

The distance of more than ten steps and twenty steps was just like playing. Rows of muskets were fired, and the Tartars fell down obediently.

The Tartars, who were running forward with their shield carts, had no protection on their flanks, and were exposed to the Ming army.

An Guo commanded his soldiers to quickly gather a large number of soldiers from the back. With the deafening sound of gunfire, the Tartars behind the shield carts were hit by bullets from both wings.

They rolled over and fell into the deep trenches on both sides. The gunfire became more and more fierce, and it became more and more difficult for the Tartars to move forward.

The shield carts in front stopped, and the ones behind could not move forward either. Instead, they blocked the road and hindered their own army!

The Tartars who rushed up from behind could only choose the trenches they were most reluctant to face and rushed forward desperately.

Compared with the outermost trenches, the trenches inside had more patterns. Some of them had sharpened bamboo buried underneath, and they were also roasted with fire.

The Tartars wearing heavy armor were like big bears. When they fell into the trenches, they were pierced by bamboo sticks and turned into candied haws. Some trenches were already filled with dead people.

Since the beginning of the war, the Tatars have lost at least tens of thousands of people. Apart from filling the outermost trenches with corpses, there has been no progress.

The Tatars' surging offensive was blocked, and time passed by.

Dayan Khan Batu Mengke finally made up his mind.

Continuing to fight like this is just like a moth flying into a flame, seeking death!

In fact, the Left Mongols did not need to fight the Ming army to death, because their target has always been the damned rebels such as Yibula and Mandulai!

Since the Ming army's firearms are sharp and can't beat them, then simply don't fight!

Dayan Khan Batu Mengke summoned the chiefs of the tribes under his command, including the leader of the Khorchin tribe, Ordo Guhai.

Batu Mengke looked at Guhai, stepped forward and grabbed his collar, and then rested his head on Guhai's forehead.

"Noyan!"

"I need your help!"

Ordo Guhai knelt down in front of Dayan Khan Batu Mengke without any nonsense, and took out a dagger to cut his cheek.

This is the action of the Mongolian swearing allegiance to death. Even if Dayan Khan Batu Mengke wants him to die, he will never say anything!

Dayan Khan Batu Mengke smiled when he saw this, helped Ordo Guhai up, and then the two looked at the battlefield together.

"Noyan, I need your Khorchin warriors, pretend to continue to attack the Ming army formation and hold them back!"

"There, the damn rebels such as Yibula and Mandulai are still wantonly committing crimes! I want to get rid of them myself!"

"The damn rebels such as Yibula and Mandulai are our targets, so we don't need to fight the Ming army to death, you just hold them back!"

Hearing this, Ordo Guhai instantly understood what Batu Mengke meant.

He didn't say much, nor did he ask Dayan Khan Batu Mengke why he chose him.

Because this is an incomparable trust, a trust that is enough to move people.

Once the Ming army chooses to support the damned rebels such as Yibula and Mandulai, the Khorchin tribe responsible for holding them back will face the crazy attack of the Ming army!

Looking at the 30,000 households on the left wing, no tribe has the strength of the Khorchin tribe. Not to mention defeating the Ming army, at least it can hold the Ming army back!

Therefore, Dayan Khan Batu Mengke can only give this task to the Khorchin tribe.

Ordo Guhai also understood this truth, and he took the order without hesitation.

Although doing so is very likely to kill all the 40,000 Khorchin warriors brought this time, he has no other choice and must do so!

Only by eradicating the damned rebels such as Yibula and Mandulai, Mongolia will be unified again, and the Great Mongolia will be rejuvenated with new vitality!

"Children, follow me!"

Ordo Guhai held a short axe and ran at full speed. The Tatar archers behind him fought for their leader. The dense rain of arrows shot at the back of the earth wall, and the musketeers could not raise their heads.

More and more Tatars followed Ordo Guhai to charge, stepping on the piles of corpses and launching a fearless attack!

"Warriors, charge!"

"Eternal Heaven will protect us!"

40,000 Khorchin, following their leader, launched a shocking death song against the Ming army!

Just as the Khorchin tribe launched a desperate attack on the Ming army, Dayan Khan Batu Mengke personally led the main cavalry under his command, fiercely chiseled into the battlefield, and went straight to Yibula, Mandulai and other right-wing Mongols!

"Fire!"

"Fire quickly!"

An Guo shouted hoarsely.

The thick muzzle spewed flames, and a lead bullet pierced the thick cowhide of the shield car, turning the attacking weapon into a pile of rotten wood.

The other shells were equally brutal. The Tartar shield carts soon became garbage, and the people following behind were either dead or injured.

Without protection, they were like a group of helpless girls, fleeing in panic.

As a result, the guns and cannons behind them roared, drowning them in the smoke.

Death permeated every corner of the battlefield!

Corpses piled up like mountains, and blood flowed like rivers!

However, no one retreated!

They all had reasons to continue killing!

Dayan Khan Batu Mengke could not lose, he must kill Yibula and Mandulai!

The Ming Dynasty could not lose either, Hetao must be taken back, otherwise all that Zhongshan Hou Tang Hao had done before would be meaningless!

Tang Hao looked at the battlefield situation, saw Dayan Khan Batu Mengke's plan, and immediately drew his sword!

An Guo, Tang Mu, Ma Yong, Deng Boyan, Chang Kuohai, and other generals also mounted their horses and looked at the Ming Zhongshan Hou!

The sword fell heavily!

Tang Hao shouted angrily!

"Ming Iron Cavalry!"

"Follow me...crush them!"