Zhao Quan and Agula exchanged glances silently, but knew that Altan was unwilling to leave or accept the idea of ​​failure, so he was not willing to persuade him more.

As they continued to invest their troops, the war became more and more intense.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of cannons and gunshots in the chariot array kept ringing, and the Mongolian cavalry within the range of the chariot array fell one after another, and some people fell to the ground along with their horses.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The Mongolian cavalry moved quickly outside the chariot formation, bent their bows and arrows to shoot at the Ming soldiers in the formation, and arrows kept bringing out blood.

Although they paid a considerable price, they were constantly harvesting the lives of the Qi family army. Blood was spreading on both sides, and many soldiers died on the battlefield.

"Damn it!"

Qi Xuan saw that he had suffered a lot of losses, and clenched his fists and said angrily.

When the Qi family army fought against Japanese pirates, they always achieved a victory of almost complete annihilation with extremely small losses. Now, seeing the casualties on their own side, I also feel the terribleness of the Mongolian cavalry.

However, after years of war baptism, they already have a firm belief and firmly adhere to their own fighting style and harvest the lives of Mongolian cavalry.

In contrast, he actually has the advantage. After all, they have chariots or shields as cover, while Mongolian cavalry at most use horses to resist, so the other side is in a more unfavorable situation.

The sky is like ink, and people slowly lose the concept of time.

As more and more Mongolian cavalry joined the battlefield, the war was even more violent. More and more people fell down, and blood quickly dyed the large area of ​​grass red.

Although Altan knew that this situation was not good for him, the situation had only developed to this point. Whether it was to support his son, for his own face, or for revenge on Qingtaiji, he needed to grit his teeth and solve the problem.

This Jizhou Army.

Spy from all walks of life came back to report to Altan. When he thought he could not cross the river to reinforce, the spies on the west road finally found a path: they could go around the small path one mile to Dawu Town to reinforce Huangtaiji.

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When Zhao Quan next to him heard this information, he couldn't help but feel a little bitter when he heard the corner of his mouth.

If the Qi family army in front of him were a mob, they could go for reinforcements by quickly resolving the battle, but this Jizhou army led by Qi Jiguang, the general of Jizhou, was obviously a hard bone.

But at this moment, a cavalry rushed from the west in a mighty manner.

"Ma Family Army!"

When he saw the flying flag of "Horse", Altan couldn't help but frown slightly.

He has been dealing with Mingbian for decades, and what he feared the most was the Ma family army led by the rebel slave Ma Fang. He was really desperate to fight.

"kill!"

Ma Fang rode a tall horse and rushed to the front, following him with nearly 10,000 elite troops. When he saw that the Jizhou army and the Tartars were fighting hard, they were also showing their fangs, and they were heading towards the battlefield.

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The Mongolian cavalry was indeed very brave. Facing the sudden reinforcement of the Ma family army, a tribal leader immediately led hundreds of subordinates to face the Ma family army.

"Looking for death!" Facing the Mongolian cavalry coming forward, Ma Fang and the troops behind him increased their speed instead of decreasing, but they crushed them fiercely.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Blood splattered from the blade. The Ma family army was a typical offensive style, like a sharp knife that opened and closed, harvesting the lives of the Mongolian cavalry that came to the door.

A short confrontation demonstrated the invincible posture of the Ma family army.

After Ma Fang personally killed the Mongolian tribe leader, he also shouted with murderous intent: "Today, I will kill all these Tartars here and kill them!"

"How dare you speak so wildly and kill!" Agula immediately led a large army to meet him, facing the fierce Ma family army.

The two armies soon fought together. Following the different methods of the Jizhou army, they fought directly here, as if every second someone was hit by a knife or an arrow and fell off the horse.

Although the Ma family army's limelight was overshadowed by the Shi family army, its combat power increased instead of decreasing.

Their fighting style does not depend on the number of people or weapons. They rely more on their own courage. They dare to sacrifice their lives against the fierce Mongolian cavalry.

Now facing such a good situation, they naturally have no reason to be afraid, and they are also taking advantage of this opportunity created by Master Lin to harvest the lives of these Tartars.

Fighting is determined by multiple factors. The Mongolian cavalry has always been brave, but it is usually built on a base that must be won. But now, everything has undergone subtle changes.

Their 60,000 cavalry went south in a large scale, so they overwhelmed Shanxi with an invincible posture and should have crushed everything. However, the Qixi tribe of Qingtai was scattered, and the Qingtai tribe was burned to charred corpses at Huangluling Pass.

Now they have been attacked by the Ming army, and they are facing the joint attacks between the Jizhou army and the Ma family army at a disadvantage in numbers.

Not to mention that they are at a disadvantage now, even if they have achieved local victory here, they know how many Ming troops are waiting for them behind them.

People are selfish, but when facing an unknown future, they have to want to retain a little more strength. Only by retaining more strength can the possibility of survival be greater.

It was this selfishness that quickly reflected the overall combat power that the Mongolian cavalry was no longer as powerful as usual, and some people were even clearly choosing weaker Ming soldiers to fight.

"go ahead!"

Qi Jiguang was a military genius who was extremely good at observing the situation of war. When he saw the Ma family army coming, he immediately ordered the chariot formation to advance forward in a more active manner.

"Kill!"

Qi Jin led the cavalry out of the chariot formation and joined the cavalry fighting, and actively participated in the battle to intercept the Mongolian cavalry.

A gust of wind blew from the north, making the smell of blood here stronger. The combination of Jizhou Army and Xuanfu Army was like a combination of spears and iron shields, which immediately greatly enhanced its combat effectiveness.

puff!

Ma Fang led his personal guards to stab the Mongolian army like a sharp knife in an invincible posture. When he fought against Agula alone, the long sword in his hand cut off Agula's head fiercely.

Unlike many generals hiding behind, he has always been the leader and led his lifeless Ma family army with his actions.

After killing Agula, the morale of the Ma family army was significantly improved, and they seemed to be more brave enough to harvest the lives of these Mongolian cavalry.

The disadvantages of Mongolia gradually emerged. They had to face the thermal weapons of the Jizhou army and the blades of the Ma family army, but they gradually had a collapse.

In just one stick of incense, there were already corpses everywhere, and some ownerless horses ran into the distance.
Chapter completed!