Chapter 233 232 Red

At first, Ma Fang's idea was to follow the straightest road in Altan Khan's camp and go out from the main gate along the avenue.

The brothers under his command are in a bad state now. From rushing towards Altan Khan's tent with his will to die to the opportunity to have a chance to survive, his emotions have fluctuated greatly, and his fighting spirit has also begun to fade away after breaking the interception of the Tartars before.

Seeing Altan Khan's camp appear in front of him, a large group of Tartar cavalry suddenly rushed into the outside, Ma Fang was afraid.

There is a team that is several times more than before, so it shouldn't be able to rush through.

However, on the left and right wings, the Tartars pursued the pursuit, and there were also those behind them. With all sides of the siege, Ma Fang could only choose the most likely solution to break through the encirclement, that is, to rush out from the right, approach the edge of the Tartar camp, and then climb over the fence to return to the Ming army outside the camp.

However, just when he turned his horse's head and wanted to adjust his direction, he accidentally discovered that the Tartars on the opposite side who had just entered the camp seemed to be frightened by their escape, and stopped at the gate of the camp.

Thinking of the reality of his subordinates, he was trapped and exhausted. Even if he could rush over from the right side, would the horse still have the strength to jump over the low fence?

The other party seemed to be shocked by his actions, and could even be said to be a little scared. What does this mean?

The team of men was not sent by Altan Khan to intercept them. It is very likely that they were stray dogs driven out of the front camp of the Tartars by the main force of the Ming army.

Ma Fang thought a lot in an instant, and was also affected by the action, so she did not turn the horse's head early to adjust the direction of the charge.

As the distance between the two teams approached, Ma Fang keenly realized that he had made a mistake, which was to miss the best time to turn.

Although it was only a very short time, the horse under my crotch was still gasping for breath.

"Winning, wins"

The Ming army shouted in the distance. When he was attacking Altan Khan's tent, he could only hear the rumbling of cannons, and at this moment he heard the Ming army's shout for victory.

It was only a little bit short, and he could rush out with his men to survive.

Ma Fang instantly regretted his mistake, and even thought that instead of dying like this, it would be better to lead the team to attack Altan Khan's tent again and find a chance of one in ten thousand.

Thoughts flew in his mind. Although the time was short, because there was not much time for him to regret, Ma Fang had already made the final decision.

He raised the saber in his hand again, pointed hard at the Tartar cavalry in front of him with panic eyes.

"Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng." (Breaking the sound)

As the leader of the team leader, Ma Fang shouted the Ming army's military horn. With his loud shouts, the servants behind him also showed fierce expressions on their faces, waved their respective weapons in their hands, and followed Ma Fang toward the Tartar army that retreated into the barracks.

The emotions of victory and failure are contagious. Although the soldiers following Ma Fang heard the news of Ming army coming to aid before, the vitality that was aroused was fading, but the desire to survive was still spreading.

They could not see the scene ahead, but could only see the backs of Ma Fang and his servants. However, after hearing their coach shouting the "Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng", the belief in rushing out to survive was once again erected.

They don't want to die.

"Winnings.Winnings"

As the soldiers in front followed Ma Fang heart-wrenchingly shouted the military roar, hundreds of soldiers behind soon became brave. They kept shouting the two words, constantly waving the weapons in their hands, and rushed forward with their comrades in the robes and embarking on the road that they didn't know the future.

Among the running horse team of Ming army, the horses that were constantly losing their strength suddenly fell, and the soldiers were immediately dropped off their war horses without warning. After contacting the earth, only a few people could flexibly roll on the ground, remove the power, and then get up and chase the horse team that was moving far ahead with their legs.

More, after falling off the horse, you can never stand up again, you can see your slightly trembling body, stretching out your hand that you want to grab something.

But soon, they all disappeared and were submerged by the rumbling horses chasing behind them.

The Tartar cavalry who had just retreated into the barracks were originally driven here by the Ming army. They were bombed by the Ming army outside the barracks and could not find a chance to vent.

The front of the Ming army was extremely tightly arranged in this battle, and even on the side, there were multiple layers of spearman guards.

Many people think that the battle between cavalry and infantry should be a one-sided crushing state, but this understanding is wrong.

In fact, when the infantry formed a dense defensive formation, the cavalry did not dare to charge head-on. Even if the knights themselves had the courage to hit the enemy's spear, the war horses under their crotch did not have the courage. They would make various resistance actions in front of the formation.

Therefore, on the real battlefield, most of the cavalry assault infantry formations are running around in a circle of cavalry outside, and the circle is the infantry formation, and both sides shoot at each other.

Of course, infantry suffers in this process.

After all, one is a mobile target and the other is a fixed target.

Only when the infantry formation collapses will the cavalry rush forward to kill.

However, in such a battle, the cavalry will suffer greater casualties.

The best way for cavalry to defeat the brigade of infantry at the lowest cost is to take advantage of their unpreparedness and use their strong power to ambush the opponent when the opponent is still in the marching line, so that they have no time to form a military formation to resist.

In fact, it is no longer a war, but a unilateral massacre.

The Tartars could not find an opportunity to raid the Ming army outside. They thought they could breathe a sigh of relief by retreating into the Khan's barracks. The most elite cavalry were still observing the movements of the Ming army outside the barracks. Those who retreated into the barracks first were actually temporary recruits herders.

At this time, they who had completely lost their fighting spirit saw a team of Ming troops coming fiercely, their morale, which was already low, collapsed instantly.

They did not care about the orders of their companions and team officials around them, and they all moved their horses to rush to other directions in the camp to avoid the impact of the Ming cavalry.

Although they knew that the Ming army had sneaked into the Dakhan military camp, in their opinion, no matter how powerful the Ming army was, it was not the opponent of the Wangting Guards, and they should have been wiped out long ago.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I retreated into the barracks, I encountered such a team that could compete with the strong warriors of the Royal Court Guards.

The Altan cavalry, who had no morale, collapsed in an instant, and collapsed at only more than twenty steps away from Ma Fang's troops. Only a very small number of leaders drew their scimitars to fight, but what other functions can they do?

They were all swayed by their soldiers who were running around, and they could not control the key passage of the camp gate.

It is terrible to defeat a unit that has lost its fighting spirit. Not only will they not be able to form combat power and weaken their opponents, but they will instead spread their panic to more people, allowing more troops who could have fought to collapse with them.

Just like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, the originally dense Tartar horse team instantly split into pieces, and the inside of the camp rushed left and right into the camp. The Tartars outside the camp naturally could not rush into the camp, so they could only turn their horses to turn around and run out, scattered on both sides of the camp, running wildly.

Yes, most of them nowadays are not thinking about fighting with the Ming army, but how to save their lives.

If they continue to fight, what else can they get?

In the north, their families are waiting for them to go back. They don’t want to die in the territory of the Ming Dynasty, they want to go back alive.

The out-of-control Tartar cavalry spread rapidly around like flowers blooming in the wilderness.

Outside the camp, the elite cavalry located at the last of the Tartars suddenly found that the team in front had collapsed. In confusion, he soon saw a Ming cavalry rushing towards them frantically. Are they still humans right away?

The Ming army and horses rushing towards them were like demons fighting out of hell. The people rushing in front were stained with blood, and their eyes seemed to emit a bloodthirsty light. The sabers in their hands were covered with blood from the same clan like demons' sickle.

A ball of red cloud rushed towards them quickly, making them feel even more scared than the red ocean behind them.

Yes, at this moment, the elite cavalry who were considered to be the grassland warriors inevitably felt a little fear in their hearts, and the source of this fear was the defeated soldiers who fled in all directions.

The main general of this team of cavalry was Qianhu Sahatu, a subordinate of Tobruwanhu, Altan's army. Although he felt afraid in his heart when he saw the Ming army rushing towards him, he remained awake.

With a "clang", he pulled out his own scimitar, "Destroy these smart dogs, stop them, and kill them for me."

While pulling out his weapon and waving it, Sahatu shouted loudly to the left and right, not only to convey his orders, but also to drive away the little fear in his heart. While shouting to the left and right, he also observed the changes in the Ming army formation behind him.

The sneak attack on them did not happen at this time, and even the continuous artillery bombardment stopped, as if the Ming army was puzzled by the sudden loss of control of Altan's cavalry.

But at this time, he didn't have time to think too much, so he led his subordinates to the front cavalry toward Ma Fang's troops who rushed out of the main gate of Altan Khan's camp.

However, at this moment, the warriors under their command may have started to deform some movements because of the fierce battle for a long time.

"Mr. Wei, look at the Tartars, what's going on at the gate of their camp?"

Tian Shiwei discovered something wrong for a short time after the collapse of Altan's cavalry, because driving these people into the sheepfold was their established strategy.

Seeing that the goal was achieved, there were situations of extravagance. These people did not enter the fence. Many people turned their horses to both sides and ran wildly along the fences of the camp.

At first, Tian Shiwei thought the Tartars had seen through their plan and wanted to disperse their troops on both sides.

The biggest weakness of the Ming army formation was actually the two wings. Although they arranged multiple layers of spearmen, it was still a bit dangerous to face the lifeless charge of the Tartars.

At least, before this battle, he did not have the confidence to keep his troops in formation to deal with the impact of the Tartars.

But soon, he found that the situation seemed a little different from what he thought.

The scattered Tatar cavalry had no formation at all. They were completely like bombing camps, without any control, and were running wildly without life.

Wei Guangde naturally saw this scene, and he was actually wondering that Altan Khan was the play he played for him. It was so realistic, just like the Tartars collapsed.

But he knew that such a thing had not happened. In front of their military formation, the thousand-house cavalry of Altan's troops were still in a strict manner.

But soon, he saw a horse team rushing out in the scattered Tartar barracks. It was a cavalry composed of red war horses. The cavalry were all red in red, and the colors similar to the military uniforms of the Ming army around him were just more eye-catching.

Is this Altan Khan's trump card?

But soon he realized that he was wrong. The next move of Altan's cavalry in front of him seemed to be to turn around and rush towards the cavalry.

Just as he discovered this, he thought that the team might be the Ming army led by Ma Fang, but why did they become like this?

The military uniforms of the Ming Dynasty were generally thought to be mainly red, which is actually true.

In the history of Ming Dynasty, Yufu Zhi, the military uniform "is powerful in martial arts, so the color is purely red", but purple, blue, yellow, white and other colors are also widely used.

Zhu Yuanzhang established the Ming Dynasty in 1368 and established the capital in Yingtian Prefecture. The Ming army's clothing began to be standardized. It was not only limited to red, but only with it as the main color. The entire military uniform was actually colorful.

Especially the major reviews held at the beginning of the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty's army was very spectacular when it was inspected.

The distance was too far, and Wei Guangde could only see what they were now. Even the war horses seemed to turn into red horses. Wei Guangde unconsciously thought of the intensity of their battle in Altan Khan's camp.

Thinking of this, he judged that Ma Fang's current state was probably at the end of his strength, and it was no longer easy to lead the team to rush out alive.

Yes, Wei Guangde is sure that Ma Fang must be in this team at this moment, because if Ma Fang died in battle, these men would not be able to rush out. Perhaps they would die in battle because they did not have command, and they might choose to surrender.

But these are not important now. What is important is that they cannot be eliminated by the Tartars in front of the main force of the Ming army. This will be a devastating blow to the morale that has finally aroused.

"Transfer the order to let Liu Huan's troops attack and respond to them."

Wei Guangde suddenly shouted loudly.

In fact, there was no need for him to speak. When Tian Shiwei saw the horse team rushing out of the Tartar barracks, he had already distinguished their identities.

The armor used by the Ming army was very different from that of the Mongols. Wei Guangde was not familiar with it, so it was normal that he couldn't tell it out for a while, but he didn't.

But at this moment his mouth opened wide and felt incredible.

Yes, although Wei Guangde said he wanted to support Ma Fang's troops, in Tian Shiwei's view, Ma Fang should have been dead.

Wei Guangde's shouting instantly woke him up. Tian Shiwei hurriedly ordered to the personal soldiers beside him: "Hurry, hurry, summon Liu Huan's troops to advance, and the entire army will advance."

At this time, the last established Tartar cavalry outside the camp had turned and was obviously going to kill Ma Fang's troops, so they could not succeed.

Tian Shiwei knew the importance of this moment. Not only did he let his personal soldiers summon Liu Huan's troops who were surrounded by military flags to launch an attack, but he even had to press forward the infantry formation again, exerting stronger pressure.

After the words came to an end, the war drum behind them rang rapidly again, reminding the generals distributed everywhere in the military formation to see over. The battle flag began to shake and conveyed orders to them.

In the distance, the Ming army's cavalry began to move.

(End of this chapter)
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