Chapter 1408 Interception, Attack

Ba Gen is very bold, which doesn't match his status as a seasoned veteran.

The scouts of the Tatars kept sweeping across the grassland, and Bagen used the gap between them to get in, watching the long dragon composed of people and horses from a distance.

Very huge!

quite splendid!

Bagen's eyes rolled, then froze.

Those two neat formations were at the front of the migration team, and the lineup was so dense that Bargen could confirm their identities at a glance.

"It's the firearms elite guard of Ming people."

A few thoughts flashed through Ba Gen's mind, and then he retreated quietly, because in the distance, Mingren's scouts had already arrived.

After galloping for a quarter of an hour, Ba Gen saw his men and horses eating dry food.

In Bagen's plan, it was going to be a long battle, so lunch was saved for this time.

Looking at the jerky in his hand, Ba Gen took a hard bite, chewed with his loose molars, and finally took a sip of water to swallow.

"It's almost time, my lord."

Calculating based on time and speed, the two Thousand Households of Jubaoshanwei have already passed in front of them at this moment.

Ba Gen put away the jerky, then looked at the subordinates with shining eyes in front of him and said: "This battle must be strictly ordered, and if anyone disobeys the order, kill!"

Turning his eyes, he saw that everyone was nodding, and Bagen shouted: "Get on the horse, let's go harvest wealth!"

wealth!

That's ours!

When Ba Gen saw his subordinates yelling and getting on their horses to assemble, he couldn't help laughing, then turned his horse's head, pointed his right hand forward, and shouted: "Attack!"

The juicy grass absorbed the impact of the horses' hooves, and the smoke and dust could not be seen, but the vibration caused by the impact of more than 10,000 horses made people look sideways.

"Enemy attack..."

A few scouts of the Ming army did not go to check, turned their horses and ran towards the brigade.

"call out!"

A firework burst into the air and exploded,

Wu Yue, the leader of the army, shouted: "Put on armor!"

In the distance, more than a dozen groups of scouts could already be seen running wildly, and the entire migratory team began to be chaotic, and people panicked.

Atai said with a blue face: "Master Zhong, what should we do? What should we do?"

This can't be blamed for his lack of assertiveness. With such a long team, the enemy can find a breakthrough at will and expand.

Zhong Ding reined in the somewhat frightened horse, and said decisively: "My lord, immediately gather people's hearts, gather the soldiers, and take up their swords and guns. They must fight for themselves and their family!"

Yuelu agreed: "My lord, let those men take up arms, it's time to prove our courage!"

A Tai nodded and said: "Send the order! Immediately!"

The guards immediately turned their horses and shouted all the way.

"Take up arms and protect your wives, children, cattle and sheep!"

"It's a man standing in front of his wife and children, assemble! Assemble!"

The sound of the horse's hooves smashed, and the herdsmen fell silent after being panicked.

They silently let their wives and young children into the cart, and then took their son who could wield a long knife onto the horse.

The guards were running back and forth.

"Gather up, line up! Line up!"

Following the shouts, those silent men began to gather together, forming piles of scattered formations.

Long knives, bows and arrows, these are their weapons.

And behind them are their women and children!

Let's fight!

A tragic atmosphere permeated the team.

An old herdsman rode his horse to the front, turned around and shouted: "Don't surrender! The Oirats will treat you like pigs and dogs, your women will be trampled by them, and your children who are taller than the wheels will have their heads cut off and used as urinals." ..."

That's what old people do.

Wu Yue, who had led the team back, nodded and raised his binoculars.

In the line of sight, there is a large group of black cavalry.

"Ten thousand people!"

Wu Yue said calmly.

A Tai's body softened, and he said, "We can't stop it! We definitely can't stop it!"

Wu Yue looked at the assembled men and said, "There are almost 20,000 of you, what are you afraid of?"

Atai smiled wryly, "But half of them are not fighters."

The Tatars were not opponents of the Oirats, and under guerrilla warfare, they were more likely to be defeated one by one.

Enemies in the distance are getting closer, and it's annoying that they don't speed up.

Accelerate to see the attack direction!

Wu Yue said unceremoniously: "Listen to me below, let your people gather, we are in the middle, and your people swim to block it."

Atai nodded, and someone will send the order immediately.

More than 20,000 men were organized into two teams by Wu Yue and placed on the left and right of the Ming army, so that if the enemy attacked, the Ming army could attack from the left and right.

"coming!"

The enemy army that drowned the sight finally came.

The distance between the two sides continued to narrow, and when the distance was more than one mile, the enemy suddenly turned to the left.

"They're starting to attack!"

The enemy army suddenly started to speed up, Wu Yue glanced at it and said: "They want to charge behind and let them intercept."

The horn sounded, and a formation of 10,000 warriors and herdsmen on the right went up to meet them.

"The artillery is ready!"

Twelve cannons shifted their muzzles, and the iron bullets had already been loaded, waiting for the enemy to come within range.

Wu Yue watched coldly as the 10,000 people on the right flank collided with the enemy.

Countless blood is rushing wildly, the roar of people, the screams of war horses, the subtle sound of long knives cutting into the human body...

After a collision, Zhong Ding said with satisfaction: "It can hold up, not bad."

The two sides were strangling together at this moment, and those Tatars who broke out with a strong will to fight for their wives and children actually carried the first wave of offensive.

Atai is also very satisfied, he thinks this is evidence that his rule has been recognized.

Complacent, Atai said to Wu Yue: "Master Wu, if the people from the left flank attack, the Oirats will be defeated!"

Wu Yue said coldly: "Impossible!"

"Why?"

Atai felt that Wu Yue was despising him, so he glanced at Zhong Ding before asking.

Wu Yue stared at the scuffle between the two sides and said: "They still have spare power, I think Ba Gen is trying to lure the left wing out."

"But the two sides are always entangled!"

Atai said depressedly, he felt that Wu Yue was trying to shirk and weaken his own strength.

At this moment, the Oirats suddenly divided their forces, and the more than 5,000 people who were originally behind suddenly surrounded them from the left and right.

"I'm going to lose!"

Wu Yue shook his head, and at the same time ordered: "No reinforcements are allowed, let them return to the left wing."

Outflanked left and right, those Tatars panicked in an instant, and when the first men started running away, the collapse happened.

This is not a class fight!

Wu Yue shook his head, seeing those Oirats driving the Tatar routs to his side, he sneered and said: "Sure enough, as I expected, Bagen wanted to use the routs to crush us, and then calmly harvest fruit!"

"Order, the rout must go to the left, otherwise it will be treated as an enemy!"

The Oirat cavalry on both wings were like two machetes, constantly weakening their enemies, while wrapping them in the middle and driving them towards Wu Yue.

Amidst the horseshoes, Atai's face was ashen, and Yuelu behind him said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, it's time to prepare."

what to prepare?

Escape of course!

After seeing Wu Yue's almost cold expression, Atai shook his head.

"Five hundred steps away..."

At this time, the rangers in the army began to shout loudly.

"Four hundred steps away..."

The rout soldiers ignored the orders and continued to move towards this direction!

Wu Yue waved his hand violently, and the messenger beside him shouted, "Fire the artillery!"

"Boom boom boom boom!"

Twelve iron bullets rushed out of the barrel and instantly crossed the space between the two sides.

After a burst of crackling noises, eleven alleys of flesh and blood appeared in the middle of the rout, and only one was missed.