Faced with the huge losses he would suffer during the retreat, Wo Kuotai changed his mind and decided to fight Zhao Tai.

The elite troops of Qi and Mongolia gathered in the wilderness west of Baozhou and upstream of the Nanyishui River.

The significance of the victory or defeat in this battle is self-evident. It will be a big showdown between the elites of Monqi.

If Mongolia wins this battle, the coffin of Qi will be closed.

If Qi State wins, although it cannot be said that the offensive and defensive situation will change, it will be enough to change Qi State's situation and help Qi State escape the danger of national subjugation.

At this time, the two armies of the Meng and Qi armies were arrayed about three miles apart. The soldiers standing in the middle of the formation of the two armies casually looked ahead and saw densely packed soldiers wherever they could see.

In front of them, the earth was covered by military formations one after another, the sky was obscured by the flags of the two armies, the hot air from the Mongolian army's horses gathered into clouds, and the sweat on the foreheads of the Qi soldiers condensed into rain.

Since the rise of Zhao Tai, Meng Qi has fought against each other many times, but neither Wo Kuotai nor Zhao Tai have ever fought head-on in such a dignified formation.

However, judging from the formation of the Mongolian and Qi armies, the two sides are considered equal opponents.

The Mongolian army put up the classic Mongolian infantry formation with the cavalry on both wings.

In this formation, the Mongolian army could not only defend with infantry, but also use cavalry on both wings to attack from the side. It can be said that it is both offensive and defensive.

On the side of the Qi army, the troops led by Zhao Tai were the six most elite infantry units of the Qi army.

The Qi army placed heavy infantry in the front, with crossbowmen in the middle, long gunners on both wings, and a group of gunmen.

Because the cavalry of the Qi army had not arrived on the battlefield yet, the infantry on both wings of the Qi army were left behind to defend.

During the previous march, the antlers held by the soldiers of the Qi army were placed on the wings and behind them to prevent being attacked by the Mongolian cavalry. However, the front army did not set up any obstacles, and it was obvious that they wanted to take the initiative to attack.

Zhao Tai saw the Qi army in formation and the Mongolian army on the opposite side in a dense array, so he rushed in front of the army to boost morale.

Under the banner of the Mongolian army, Wo Kuotai looked at the Qi army in formation and listened to the Qi army's shouts. He couldn't help shouting loudly, "The Qi army only has about 60,000 soldiers. How can they defeat the Mongols?"

His angry roar caused pain in the eardrums of the generals around him. At the same time, it dispelled the panic in the hearts of the generals, making them refreshed and a cruel and sharp light burst out from their eyes.

The Qi army's magic soldiers descended from the sky, which indeed brought a lot of psychological impact to the Mongolian army, and Ogootai's initial hesitation also made the Mongolian generals feel confused.

Now that Wokuotai had made up his mind, his loud shout undoubtedly dispelled the gloom in the hearts of the generals.

Wokuotai looked at the Qi army on the opposite side and listened to the Qi army shouting loudly, knowing that the Mongolian army also needed to boost their morale.

Because the Qi army suddenly arrived, it brought chaos to the Mongolian army, and the Mongolian army had never been prepared for a decisive battle, and now it hastily accepted the battle.

Seeing Zhao Taiyu's fierce morale in front of the army, Wokuotai immediately rode out of the battle, came to the front of the Mongolian army's formation, and shouted loudly: "We, the Mongols, are invincible in every battle. In the past, one hundred thousand Mongols in Yehuling defeated four hundred thousand.

Today, if we use the masses to attack the few and wait for the hard work with ease, how can we not win?"

Wokuotai's voice was very loud, but in the face of the Qi army's shouts, his voice was drowned by the Qi army's shouts, and only a few Mongolian soldiers could hear it.

Wokuotai had rich battlefield experience. He did not run as wildly as Zhao Tai, but instead used his throat and abdominal cavity to make a low and deep humming sound.

The Mongolian soldiers and generals in the Mongolian army began to shout, and soon tens of thousands of Mongolian warriors were shouting in unison. The sound was strange and penetrating, making people feel that the tens of thousands of Mongolian soldiers were like wild beasts.

Before the nomadic army goes to war, the soldiers will make strange sounds like howling wolves. When the nomadic army fights, the strange sounds they make can scare the enemy and make them fearful.

This nest of Kuotai roared like a wolf in front of the Mongolian army, and in the large formation of the Mongolian army behind him, tens of thousands of Mongolian soldiers turned into wolf cubs and shouted together. The sound spread to Langshan City, making the civilians in the city tremble.

trembling.

Zhao Tai looked at the Mongolian army's formation, listened to the cry of the Mongolian army, and felt that the Mongolian army in front of him was as powerful as a pack of roaring wolves, and his expression became solemn.

"The Solitary King, the Divine Soldier, the Heavenly General, Wo Kuotai was able to stabilize the morale of the army and stimulate the wildness of the Mongolian army so quickly. He is worthy of being a hero on the grassland."

Zhao Tai admired in his heart, but then he clenched his fists. He looked at the Mongolian army on the opposite side, which was much more numerous than his own, and his eyes gradually became determined.

Because at this moment, he was reviewing historical scenes in his mind.

The Anshi Rebellion, the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the Chanyuan Alliance, the Jin Dynasty's destruction of the Liao Dynasty, the humiliation of Jingkang, and Duan Ping's entry into the Luo Kingdom. Pictures and historical figures flashed through Zhao Tai's mind.

Since the mid-Tang Dynasty, the Central Plains has experienced eight dynasties: Tang, Later Liang, Later Tang, Later Jin, Later Han, Later Zhou, Northern Song, and Jin. The Han Dynasty declined for more than 400 years.

During this period, Shi Jingtang ceded the Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures, and Yelu Deguang proclaimed himself emperor in the Central Plains. Although the Northern Song Dynasty tried to reverse the decline, the humiliation of Jingkang soon shattered the Han people's path to revival again.

Now that Mongolia is rising, the Central Plains civilization that has lasted for thousands of years is in danger of being completely conquered by the Huru.

Zhao Tai stood on the battlefield, and a picture flashed before his eyes like a slideshow. Tears filled his eyes before he knew it. He looked at the powerful elites of the Mongolian Empire on the opposite side, and couldn't help but clench his fists and roar, "There is no one here today, no matter what."

There will be another Meng Yuan Dynasty, and there will be no naval battle at Youyashan."

Zhao Tai's shouts were covered up by the shouts of the two armies. Zhao Tai drew his horse back to the banner, with a firm look on his face, and ordered in a deep voice, "Send orders to Li Fen and Tang Liang. Once our army attacks and defeats the Mongolian infantry, Wo Kuotai

In order to stabilize the front line, the Mongolian cavalry is very likely to flank the two wings. The lonely king wants them to be as solid as a rock and fight to the death before the Tiger Cavalry and Xiaoqi armies arrive!"

Two teams of messenger cavalry immediately ran out from the central army, passed through military formations, and arrived at the two wings respectively.

After a while, the left and right wings raised the corresponding flags, and Zhao Hu immediately said: "Your Majesty, the two commanders responded, Ning Haijun and Wu Yijun will fight to the death!"

Zhao Tai nodded slightly, listened to the shouts of the Meng and Qi armies, raised his hand and shouted: "Beat the drum!"

War drums were beating one after another, and the sound varied from slow to rapid, and each sound seemed to strike the hearts of the soldiers.

The soldiers of the Qi army knew that the beating of drums was a signal to start the war, and the soldiers tightened their weapons one after another.

In the front of the Qi army, thousands of heavy infantrymen heard the sound of war drums. Everyone hit their shields with blunt objects while letting out a low roar from their throats.

The sound was like that of a ferocious tiger, and in response to the wolf howl of the Mongolian army opposite, the Qi army officers stared sharply at the Mongolian army opposite, as if they were tigers that were about to untie their bonds and pounce forward.

In front of the Mongolian army formation, Wokuotai also returned to the banner of the Mongolian army when Zhao Tai returned to the central army. He was a little shocked when he saw the wildness of the Qi army, which was not inferior to the roar of the Mongolian warriors.

At this moment, the war drums of the Qi army suddenly started to beat rapidly, followed by two heavy hammers, and the roaring Qi army in front of the formation suddenly seemed like a tiger coming out of the cage, holding swords and blunt weapons, shouting chants, and marching

The uniform steps moved forward like a city wall.
Chapter completed!