Faced with this charge, the army of the Khanate had begun to react slowly. Even though Yelu Yangcheng repeatedly issued orders to respond in time, the frequent changes in formation made them a little bored.

"Pass the order of the Grand Marshal, change the formation, and retreat backward on the left."

"Remove retreating? Aren't we attacking them? Why are we attacked by them?"

The charge general on the left who received the order was already very upset. He was the charge general, not the retreating general, and he was a little confused. This time, he did not obey, but shouted to the soldiers: "Don't retreat, push me up, it's just a group of mobs."

The turning point on the battlefield just happened. Chen Xiuping's feint attack finally revealed the flaws, artificially created flaws.

Looking at the enemy's left wing that did not retreat in the rear, Chen Xiuping smiled and immediately ordered to charge with all his might, tear the enemy's formation, and then kept watching the battle situation on the front line. This time the charge would not be so simple. If you launch an attack, you will have to do a big vote.

The artillery camp is not in advance to shock the enemy, but to attack the enemy. Now, Chen Xiuping needs an opportunity, an opportunity to see the inside of the opponent's formation. This opportunity can only be created by the soldiers who charge ahead.

"What's going on, why did the left wing fight?"

Yelu Yangcheng, who was in the central army camp, heard the fighting sounds of the left wing. Logically, the left wing retreated and the right wing rushed up. The opponent should have had a feint attack, so why did he get in touch? Yelu Yangcheng hurriedly asked about the situation.

"The Marshal, the general of the Great Khanate refused to retreat and forced his troops to rush out."

What his subordinates said made Yelu Yangcheng angry. He delayed for so long and had no flaws. This movement moved his whole body because of the impulse of a general, and the entire formation was interfered with.

With a bang, Yelu Yangcheng punched the pillar of the camp, then sighed inwardly and ordered: "Hurry up and let the remaining cavalry go to support, remember to quickly transfer the artillery."

Yelu Yangcheng actually had a special purpose to place artillery on the left wing. Their formation was always pulled by the right wing to restrain the opponent's charge. As long as the left wing cooperated, the enemy's charge was a joke. Yelu Yangcheng thought it was a problem of counterattack. Once the enemy charged many times and did not fight, the morale of the opponent would plummet, and the time for counterattack was here. However, because of one person's impulse, the formation of the left wing was in chaos. The right wing must support the past, and the entire formation would shift. The opponent's marshal Yelu Yangcheng also felt that he was not a simple person, and he would definitely seize this opportunity, so Yelu Yangcheng sighed inwardly.

"Report that the charge camp has rushed into the opponent's formation."

"Report that the enemy has rushed into our formation."

"Report, the subsequent Archer Camp has followed."

"Report, the enemy archers have begun to shoot arrows."

Intelligence agencies on both sides are constantly conveying the situation ahead.

"Okay, continue to charge, let the charge camp start planning, disrupt the opponent's formation as quickly as possible, remember that once the opponent's baggage or artillery camp is discovered, give it back quickly."
Chapter completed!