I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Chapter 578: You traitors, please take good care of me!

In recent times, Amutai has often been at a disadvantage in battles with Wei Zhengsu, and more than half of his elite soldiers have been killed or injured.

Amutai knew in his heart that continuing like this was not an option. He must use a hearty victory to wash away the staleness in the army.

If the stalemate between the two sides is allowed to continue like this, Amutai will be the first to be unable to withstand the pressure!
At that time, Wei Zhengsu's side only needs to provide suitable conditions. Under the heavy reward, there will be brave men, and there is no guarantee that there will be no defections in the army.

By that time, the morale of the army will be gone, and the only way out for Amutai is death!
Not only will he die miserably, but his wife, daughter, tribe, etc. will also become the trophies of the victor and be ravaged!

It was precisely because of this consideration that Amutai chose to invest all the wealth he had accumulated over the years.

But now, with the news of the Ming army's arrival, the military morale that had finally been reunited was completely shattered.

At this moment, Amutai came back to his senses and looked at the troops under the stage who were wearing armor and arranged in order.

Based on the rich experience accumulated over many years of leading troops, Amutai could clearly feel that the army in front of him was just empty.

Because the strength gap between the two sides was too huge, in their eyes, they no longer had the will to fight. They only had fear of the arrival of the Ming army and worries about their own fate. Some soldiers even suffered from physical injuries due to too much fear. Shaking slightly uncontrollably.

If it weren't for the fact that Amutai treated them well on weekdays, I'm afraid they would have dispersed long ago!
At this moment, a faint cry of killing came from the distance, which undoubtedly confirmed the officer's words from the side.

"The Ming army is here!"

"The Ming army is really coming, everyone, run!"

An unknown person in the crowd was the first to shout such a sentence. Soon, the string of reason in the minds of those soldiers completely collapsed.

Soon, some soldiers dropped their weapons and began to flee in a panic.

Panic was like a virus, gradually spreading in the military camp.

Because the army commanded by Amutai had been defeated several times in battles with Wei Zhengsu before this, both its own strength and fighting will were greatly reduced.

At this moment, suddenly a Ming army armed to the teeth and several times stronger than our own came to attack. These soldiers who had been defeated many times naturally fell into panic.

At this critical moment, Amutai quickly reacted, pulled out the scimitar from his waist, and issued his order.

"Pass on my orders. Anyone who dares to disturb the morale of the army will be killed without mercy!"

"Yes, chief!"

As soon as the words fell, the personal guards who were originally responsible for Amutai's safety began to take action, killing all the soldiers who tried to escape and spread panic!
Immediately afterwards, there was a smell of blood that was so strong that it could not be dispelled, filling the air and making it nauseating.

Under Amutai's decisive action, the commotion was finally brought under control.

Immediately, Amutai was seen looking at the soldiers who were looking panic at this moment, and said in a deep voice.

"Do you think escaping can solve the problem? Besides, can you outrun the Ming army's cavalry?"

Amutai's words soon completely shattered the luck left in the hearts of those soldiers.

"Yes, can we outrun the Ming army's cavalry? In the end, we have to be caught up one by one and die with one knife!"

Amutai saw the soldiers looking thoughtful and continued to add.

"Think about what we did to the people of the Ming Dynasty. We snatched grain and livestock from their hands, played with their wives and daughters in front of them, and killed their relatives wantonly. If my guess is correct, , the reason why these Ming troops came all the way is for revenge!"

"Do you also want these things to happen to your wives and daughters?"

"If you don't want to, just pick up the weapon. We have no way to retreat now and can only fight to the death with them!"

It must be said that Amutai's method was very effective. He quickly regained the morale of the army. At this moment, the eyes of the soldiers were filled with the madness of fighting to the death.

"Kill kill kill!"

"Pass my order, the entire army must gather and prepare to fight the Ming army!"

Soon, Amutai's order was conveyed accurately through officers at all levels.

Although Amutai looked confident at the moment, he had no hope at all for the upcoming battle.

Because he knows that with his current military strength alone, it is absolutely impossible to compete with the Ming army armed to the teeth. On the one hand, although his army is currently fully equipped, there are still more than [-] soldiers.

Of the more than 2000 soldiers, old soldiers accounted for only a small part, less than [-].

The rest of the people were either new recruits who had just joined the battle, or cannon fodder that he had forcibly drawn from the tribes he had annexed.

Therefore, Amutai's initial plan was to take this opportunity to gather the old soldiers, and then let the rest of the cannon fodder use their lives to delay the Ming army's attack.

……

Wang Shuo looked at the Tatar cavalry who were waiting in formation not far away, licked his chapped lips, and tightened the Yan Fei Dao in his hand.

After the last battle, Wang Shuo was promoted to general due to his bravery and outstanding performance.

This time, he also set off with Yang Xuan's army to suppress the rebellion of the Chahar tribe.

At this moment, Yang Xuan, who was commanding the Chinese army, couldn't help but frown after listening to his subordinate's report.

"You mean, not only did the other side not run away, but they also showed a posture that they were going to fight us to the end?"

"That's right, General, according to the reports from the scouts, the total strength of the opponent is about [-] people!"

After listening to his subordinate's report, Yang Xuan couldn't help but fell into deep thought. Soon, he saw him react and gave instructions in a deep voice.

"No, the other side wants to run away. Send my order to the front army to attack immediately. I'll hold them tight!"

"Yes, General!"

Soon, Yang Xuan's order was passed on by word of mouth among officers at all levels and reached the ears of every soldier.

'Woo———'

Just hearing a long and dull horn sound, the Ming army, which had been confronting the Tatar army just now, seemed to have been given a shot of blood, rushing towards the enemy's formation regardless of the situation.

"Kill, kill!" "Brothers, charge, don't let them go!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a deafening cry of killing. I saw the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty on horseback. After entering the firing range of the firecrackers, they took off the firecrackers from their backs with one hand. After loading the gunpowder, they After roughly aiming, he pulled the trigger.

The firecrackers equipped by Yang Xuan's army are all the latest models improved by the Arms Department. Compared with the previous firecrackers, whether in terms of power, range, or charge, they are greatly improved. improvement.

Because the formation on the opposite side was too dense, the Ming army did not even need to aim too much. They only needed to mechanically load gunpowder and then pull the trigger.

Every time the Ming army pulled the trigger, a large number of Tatar soldiers would immediately fall to the ground and groan.

Amutai looked at the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty who were charging towards their own formation regardless of the situation. A trace of panic flashed across his face. At this moment, he knew very well that his original plan had been discovered by the enemy general.

Amutai quickly came to his senses and saw him pulling out the scimitar from his waist and giving instructions in a deep voice.

"Set the arrows, shoot the arrows, shoot them to death!"

After Amutai finished speaking, soldiers quickly took up their bows and arrows and shot at the Ming army that was charging towards their formation.

In an instant, I heard a sound of "咻咻咻"" in my ears, and countless arrow clusters drew a perfect arc in mid-air. From time to time, Ming soldiers fell down after being hit by arrows, but even so, the Ming army's offensive could not It didn't show any signs of weakening, but instead became more and more fierce.

When the distance between the Ming army and the Tatars became closer and closer, Amutai saw a scene that made his eyes split open.

I saw countless Ming soldiers taking grenades from their waists, igniting them with fire breaks, then holding the wooden handle below, and throwing them towards the Tatars with all their strength.

Countless grenades fell from the sky like rain.

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of continuous explosions. The ceramic fragments splashed by the grenade explosion produced extremely terrifying lethality in the dense crowd. Every time a grenade exploded, there would immediately be a large area of ​​Tatars. The Tatar soldiers lost their ability to fight.

Broken limbs were everywhere, blood was splattered everywhere, and a bloody and burnt smell began to spread.

Wherever the ceramic shards were affected, no matter whether they were people or horses, they could not escape. At this moment, countless Tatar soldiers were lying on the ground, howling incessantly, trying to relieve them in this way. the pain suffered.

Soon, the two sides began to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

There was just a "clang" sound, the weapons of both sides crossed each other, and the metal collided with each other, making a tooth-piercing sound.

After Wang Shuo parried the opponent's scimitar, he saw the right moment, clenched the Yanling knife in his hand, and stabbed him in the chest with all his strength.

With just a "pop" sound, the Yanling knife stabbed into the opponent's body. Immediately afterwards, a stream of warm blood splashed out, splashing on Wang Shuo's face. The warm touch on his face not only It didn't make Wang Shuo feel the slightest fear, but instead made him more excited.

Wang Shuo struggled to pull out the Yanling knife from the chest of the Tatar soldier. Soon, the man fell to the ground like a bird with broken wings, and blood foam kept coming from his mouth. , making a "ho ho" sound.

But soon, the Tatar soldier's pain came to an end, as he was trampled into a pulp by the hoofs of the horses that followed.

Thousands of horses' hooves trampled on the grass, and with a thunderous momentum, they headed towards the Tatar formation.

If you look down from mid-air, you will see a "black torrent" with no end in sight, rushing towards the Tatar side.

Before this, the army commanded by Amutai had experienced several defeats, and its morale had fallen to the bottom. How could the Ming army in front of them be fully armed, high in fighting spirit, and mostly composed of veterans? opponent?

Soon, the Tatar formation was completely washed away by this "black torrent"!

Once the formation broke up, it brought only chaos. Many Tatar cavalry began to stop obeying the officers' instructions and tried their best to drive their horses out of the battle.

When the cavalry is in chaos, the infantry will naturally follow suit. When the cavalry are escaping, they don't care whether there is anyone in front of them. For them, anyone who stands in front of them is the enemy.

Therefore, countless Tatar soldiers died under the iron heel of their comrades. What's more, under the pressure of death, their minds collapsed and began to massacre their surrounding comrades indiscriminately.

Chaos will spread. Soon, chaos spread to the Chinese army, which was personally commanded by Amutai. Since most of the Chinese army was composed of veterans, after killing a dozen noisy soldiers, , the chaos soon subsided.

At this moment, Amutai looked at the Ming army that was like a sharp knife, coming towards him, his face was livid. He knew that even if he wanted to leave now, he couldn't leave.

The former army that had fought with the Ming army had fallen into chaos. Just as Amutai had expected earlier, this army, which was mostly composed of new soldiers, collapsed in the battle with the Ming army.

Not only that, the defeat of this part of the army will completely push the morale of the entire army to the bottom.

At this moment, facing the Ming army rushing towards them, they could no longer afford any resistance.

They discarded their weapons, knelt on the ground, and begged the Ming army to spare their lives in jabbering language.

However, just as they had done to the people of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming army ignored their pleas for mercy and just kept waving the Yanling sword in their hands, cruelly taking away one life after another.

At this moment, the previous Ming army had reached a place less than a hundred steps away from Amutai. Even Amutai could clearly hear the heavy snorting coming from the horses under the Ming army.

Amutai knew in his heart that it was now time for a desperate fight. As long as he completely annihilated the Ming army that was charging towards him, he would still have a chance to escape. Otherwise, everything would be in vain. Empty talk!
He pulled out the scimitar from his waist, pointed it at the Ming army that was charging toward the central army, and gave cold instructions.

"Go on, give the order, regardless of casualties, attack with all your strength!"

"Only by killing them can we retreat safely!"

When Amutai said these words, the old soldiers who were already in panic clenched the scimitars in their hands. Driven by the desire to survive, they looked at them with eyes that wanted to eat his flesh and sleep on his skin. , staring intently at the Ming army that was heading towards the Chinese army.

The distance between the two sides suddenly narrowed, one hundred steps, fifty steps, twenty steps.

Soon, the two sides were at each other's hands, and from time to time, Sergeant Youming screamed and fell from his horse.

It has to be said that the Chinese army in front of us, composed of veterans, is several levels better than the earlier Tatar soldiers in terms of combat effectiveness and fighting will!
The battle between the two sides was very fierce. From time to time, soldiers fell to the ground and were trampled into pulp by the horses' hooves one after another.

Gradually, a bloody and fishy smell filled the battlefield where the two sides were fighting.

On the other side, Yang Xuan, who was in command of the Chinese army, also received battle reports from the front line.

When he learned that everything was going well in the battle ahead and that the opponent's central army had been locked tightly, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Immediately, he pulled out the long sword from his waist and gave instructions in a deep voice.

"Pass this general's order and send out another cavalry group to outflank them and completely block their retreat!"

"Hmph, if you want to escape, you damn traitors, just stay with me and let me send you to heaven one by one!"

"Yes, General!"

(End of this chapter)