The two armies were observing each other when they were lined up.

Yesen was in this Wassam army. Although the Wassammen in the Battle of Tumu Fort was known as 200,000, the ones who really played the role were the people around him. The rest were actually creating momentum, and it could also be said to be fighting a smooth battle.

The three guards of Duoyan were the cannon fodder in his heart, the Jurchens, Tulupan was also cannon fodder, and even the other tribes of Wastu. In addition, he also divided two troops, which were the expected locations of Wuying Hall, where Yu Qian would encounter a 300,000 army of Wastu. When the Ming Dynasty fought bloody battles with other tribes of Wastu, he would first march according to the route he originally designed.

Bypass the Xishoujiang City, enter Hetao, and then go straight to the Central Plains from Hetao.

Whether to fight against the Ming Dynasty capital or not, I also think that this depends on my mood.

Here, an army that is about the same number as one, but the more you look at it, the more you become, the more you become, the more you are interested in. Destroying this Ming army and carrying the might of victory can make your subordinates' morale rise. No, no, wrong, enter the Central Plains, which is definitely a good thing.

But then, he became increasingly unable to understand the Ming army.

The two wings and those cavalrymen made him envious of them. All the fine steel armors were used. How much steel did they use? Look at the weapons and those crossbows, all of them were fine products. This might be the main elite of the Ming Dynasty.

But what I don’t understand at first is that the position of the central army, according to the layout of the Ming people, should be heavy armored infantry.

But these soldiers did not have armor-piercing. Although the clothes on their bodies looked very beautiful, what they wanted on the battlefield was not beautiful, and defense was the key. Then they pushed wooden carts, occupying a row of three miles wide and fifty steps deep. Behind these people, there were no strong troops, and in front of these people...

There are soldiers. Finally, they look like soldiers.

At least these people were holding shields and wearing armor, but the number was too small, less than 500 people.

The busy people behind are not soldiers, but rather mailmen. Handicaps wearing beautiful clothes. So what does the wooden rack they pushed out mean? It is covered with linen. Is this a trap?

I also became more and more confused.

At this time, Bai Minghe also saw Yesen, a strong man in his forties, and the overlord on the grassland.

The white-ming crane pulled the horse forward, and the four new guards carried a shelf and a box followed the white-ming crane.

The white-known crane came to the front of the formation fifty steps, wearing a green Confucian shirt, a golden crown on his head and a dragon-patterned jade belt on his waist. He was wearing a sword that was not beautiful at all. He was even an old sword.

The four soldiers were even more strange. They set up stands up and made some things they couldn't understand.

After the four of them were ready, they rode on the small generator one by one, and Bai Minghe stood behind the speaker and said loudly: "Yesheng, do you dare to come to the formation? I want to talk to you for a few words, of course, if you are afraid, we will start a war directly."

I laughed wildly. You are a little white-faced person, so I'm afraid that the sword is also an ornament.

Yesen pulled the horse to the front of the formation. He left his troops a hundred steps. This distance had already entered the range of the heavy crossbow. But he was not afraid. What could scare the eagles on the grassland and the overlord of the desert.

Bai Minghe spoke again: "I, the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, was kind and couldn't bear to see the blood flowing into a river on the grassland. So I authorized me to persuade my ancestors to surrender, but I didn't have high requirements. I just needed to kneel down now. I asked me to take you to the capital and repent in front of the Taimiao of Ming Dynasty. Then, the Emperor of Ming Dynasty will mercilessly save your life, and will not let the blood flow into a river on the grassland."

"You, I'm sure you didn't talk nonsense. Hahaha!" Ye Xian laughed loudly.

Bai Minghe's trumpet is still very powerful. His words have been heard at least three or four miles away. Bai Minghe continued, "I will say dozens of sounds, and you don't need to answer me. If you choose to surrender, then you will get off the horse and kneel on the ground. On the contrary, after I count ten times, I will order the army to start the attack."

"Ben Khan asked you to attack first!" Ye Xian was angry.

"Ten!" Bai Minghe really started counting. After hearing this, he laughed furiously, thinking that this little guy depends on who he is in the relationship? Is he stupid?

"Nine!" Bai Minghe said a second time, and Yexian laughed: "Young Face, is it better for your sister to marry, or do you marry well?" Yexian's words were already a great humiliation, but Bai Minghe replied: "My woman is a princess, of course there are more than one."

Ye Tian laughed wildly, and the white-famous crane continued to count until he reached six.

Yexian asked again: "You really married a princess, and how many more did you marry?"

"If I am willing, the number of princesses in my mansion can exceed double digits, but I am a passionate person. So I am unwilling to marry more. After chatting about these two sentences, if you really don't surrender, I will order the war to start after I return to the formation. Finally, I would like to advise you to surrender."

Bai Minghe said slowly, and when Watshuren heard these words, many people laughed.

The people on the Ming Dynasty were not laughing. Bai Minghe did not rely on nepotism to gain power. This is a truly cruel person, capable, capable, and lucky person. The most important thing is that Bai Minghe did not tell lies, Siam, Nanzhang, Khmer, Li's Goryeo, etc.... How many small countries have suffered hardships, hoping that Bai Minghe will take their princess as their concubines.

"Yeshen Khan, you are also a hero. Dear Warriors of Wats, you are warriors. Please remember today and also note down my name. I have saved the underground and I don't know who died because of it. Yeshen Khan, if you don't surrender, I will go back to the formation and announce the war. My name is Bai Minghe!"

Baiminghe, it seems that he has heard of this name, and he is not an ordinary person.

When Yesen was thinking, Bai Minghe had already turned his horse's head and returned to the formation. He just returned to the fifty steps behind the wooden frames. Bai Minghe slowly drew out his sword and pointed the tip of the sword straight into the sky.

A messenger shouted: "Zhan Lu... unsheathed!"

Countless voices began to spread, whether they were messengers or ordinary soldiers. The entire Ming army was shouting in unison.

Zhanlu unsheathed!

He was confused first, and he suddenly remembered the name. The white-named crane was at its peak in the Ming Dynasty. It was definitely not based on nepotism to get to power, but it was really going all the way.

The war began, all the wooden racks were removed from the linen, and ten thousand soldiers quickly lit the fuses on the racks. Then the wooden racks responsible for the sliding tracks ignited the tails of things like big birds. The 10,000 people rushed back.

Fire array?

Before he could react, the rockets flying back from his head.

On the ten thousand wooden stand is a weapon named Baiming Crane by the fire rain, just like the monkey that Baiming Crane played when she was a child. Some people also called Yue Travel, but they were bigger and flew farther. The actual measurement of weapon monitoring is that they can fly one thousand steps away, but the error of attacking the target is 800 steps.

Another type is the attack weapon in Bai Minghe's heart. Divine Fire Flying Crow!

This thing does not need to be explained. It really appeared in the Ming Dynasty in history. It was just that the white-famous crane made this thing stronger, fly farther, and have more terrifying firepower. And it also added fierce turbulence and white phosphorus incendiary bombs.

The soldiers who were rushing back did not escape, but pushed the cannon.

A group of six people pushed the cannon forward like crazy. When they saw the cannon, they shouted to let their troops disperse. The Ming artillery still had some lethality.

While the white-famous crane bit a cigar, the cannons fired together. More than two thousand cannons fired at the same time, and the momentum was shocking.

"The thorn man is really a fool. The dense square formation that people stick to, really die as much as they die." After that, Bai Minghe turned around and said to Wang Cheng: "Just tell me the result of the battle, I'm dizzy."

Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment, but the scene he saw next was not as simple as blood dizziness.

Before Yesen returned to the formation, his soldiers had not had time to disperse. On both sides of him, each with one and a half miles long, and a piece of flesh and blood was shot out fifty steps deep. It was these people who blocked the attacking shotgun attack with their lives, and it was also the people in the front row who used their lives to prevent the back row from dying.

"Transfer the order, the artillery team that fired the third artillery will reward each person with ten taels of silver!" Bai Minghe spoke.

At this time, the rocket that had just flew out and flew all over the sky began to fall, and the explosion and flames made the people behind the twatthorn formation start to mess up, and then a thousand divine fire crows fell to the farthest. The fires that were stuck on and could not be extinguished scared many people. The twatthorn people began to rush forward, and they wanted to escape the terrible flame.

The thorn man was burned by the fire behind him. Instead of retreating, he rushed forward dozens of steps.

Thousands of people stood on the red sand with broken limbs and broken arms, and their hearts were trembling.

The second round of artillery bombardment began, and he was also very worried. When did he imagine such a war and such a killing weapon?

Bai Minghe turned around with his eyes closed, held up Zhanlu sword and waved forward with force.

"Kill!" The old generals on both sides took their subordinates to start rushing the thorns from both wings to the center. The second round of cannons had greater lethality. Among the chaotic thorns, five thousand people were killed in this round. But there was also the third round. As long as the cavalry on both sides drove the people into the middle, they would definitely create greater lethality for the artillery array.

In the back formation, the Tulupan army arrived and stopped.

The scattered thorns who saw them, the desperate thorns who saw them, and the Ming army like wolves, facing the powerless and weak grassland overlord.

Former grassland overlord!

The third round of artillery fired, but the sound was not as loud as the previous two shellings. It was not that the Ming army had rushed too deep and began to fight. Breaking fired randomly would hurt their own people, so they could only rely on the cannons in the middle to sweep away the people beside Yesen, and handed over the cavalry and heavy armored infantry.

Yesen's eyes were red, and the people he trusted the most and closest to him died one by one.

"Kill!" Yexian brought his most loyal guard to the Baiming He.

"Actually, I have persuaded me to surrender, which is a pity." Bai Minghe shook his head gently. (To be continued...)
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