It seems to be the case. My Lord Marquis is indeed very cautious, which can be seen from the fact that he started poisoning when the Yuan army arrived.
You should be ready today.
He didn't say much at the moment, and obediently asked someone to send the food and grass over.
Looking at the food and grass delivered, everyone in the Yuan army looked at Gao Basi Timur.
There is desire and there is fear.
Gao Basi Timur also thought about it. He was unprepared for the first time, but the attitude of the Ming army was pretty good later.
It doesn't matter now, since I can't run away anyway, so if I don't eat, I'll get nothing.
But I still kept an eye on it and divided the meal into two batches.
Everything was calm, except for the smell of rice coming from the Yuan army camp, which made the Ming army feel a little uncomfortable, but without Zheng Xiong's order, it was difficult to say anything, so they could only keep it in their hearts.
But it was still early and I wasn’t that hungry.
While the Yuan army was eating, Zheng Xiong distributed the troops he had brought.
The number of people going to battle was divided according to the remaining army of the Yuan army, and four thousand people were selected from the still intact soldiers to fight.
They are all elite soldiers who have fought in hundreds of battles. Now that they have recovered from their injuries and are not disabled, fighting alone is not a waste at all.
If you go head-to-head, you have a chance of winning, so let’s go 50-50!
Casualties are inevitable.
However, with his own improved firecrackers, the firepower of the two hundred or so guns was quite impressive.
Plus he comes from the next generation.
It is not compulsory education and miscellaneous knowledge.
It's a disease, lack of firepower phobia.
That's a disease engraved in DNA.
All fear comes from insufficient firepower.
It was also the reason why he was so arrogant at the beginning of his childhood.
Under the cannonballs, if not one out of ten is left, why fight?
Therefore, the fear of insufficient firepower has always been with the Chinese people.
Even the creation of atomic bombs and hydrogen bombs still failed to eliminate this fear.
Artillery fire strikes are still pursued up and down. It was not until the increasingly abnormal rockets appeared that this disease was slightly relieved.
With the cannon in his hand, he didn't panic. Zheng Xiong's confidence also came from Zhentian Lei.
With this thing in hand, success or failure is a foregone conclusion.
With a slight smile, Zheng Xiong led the army back ten miles, leaving only the Ming army who was preparing to compete.
After all, this thing is not yet at the level of hitting where you point it, and accidents can still happen.
Time passed by, and Yuan Jun ate slowly, mainly because it took time to digest.
The Ming army could only hold back its anger and wait for the Yuan army.
Gao Basi Timur, who had eaten and drank enough, was bathing in the sunshine and looking at the Ming army that had already set up its formation.
Feeling the slowly recovering physical strength, I felt more confident.
"Report, a Ming army scout came to deliver a message."
"He said that if he doesn't eat well after waiting for so long, he will lead his army to attack."
"I understand. Since they are anxious to die, just tell them to wait."
"Uh~~"
Not long after, Gao Ba Si Timur also expressed his excitement and started to assemble the army after what he said earlier.
There are more than 3,000 people and hundreds of wounded soldiers. Only 3,000 people can really fight.
Only these three thousand people had horses to ride on.
These hundreds of injured and non-combat casualties had no horses to ride on. For the Yuan army on the grassland, they were basically a burden and could only follow behind and wave the flag.
The Ming army has already set up a formation, with the firecrackers in front and firing in stages. The three stages are very reasonable.
Then there was a layer of things covered with cloth, giving it a sense of mystery.
On both sides were more than 3,000 cavalrymen ready to go.
The formation of the Yuan army was simple, and the two hundred gunmen were not in Gao Ba Si Timur's eyes at all.
In front of the cavalry, according to original experience, it will be gone in two shots.
As long as they spread out a little and their luck is not so bad, the casualties caused are actually very small.
After fighting a wave, you basically just have to wait to die.
Instead of paying attention to these firecrackers, Gao Basi Timur might as well pay attention to the cavalry of the Ming army.
That's what's fatal, one on one, to be honest, it's still unclear who will win.
Both sides were full of Ming troops. Although they did not participate in the competition, they were still very intimidating.
Gao Basi Timur had no other ideas at this time. Since he couldn't run away, he would kill a lot and give the Ming army a hard blow.
Gaobasi Timur waved his hand and gave a pre-war speech.
"Everyone has seen the shamelessness of the Ming army. Along the way, many people did not die on the battlefield, but were killed by the Ming army's tricks."
"Today's Ming army is called a competition, but it is actually to kill us."
"The encirclement from all sides has taken shape, and we cannot escape."
"Since they want to pretend to compete with us, then as he wishes, even if they die, they will kill him alone."
"You are all my first-rate warriors of the Great Yuan Dynasty. Tell me, general, are you afraid of death?"
"Don't be afraid. I've had enough for a long time. It's just a life in exchange for a life. I will never lose my reputation as the Immortal God."
Morale can be used, mainly the grievances that have been accumulated for a long time. No matter how big the army is, there is no need to think too much.
Seeing that the training was quite effective, Gaobasi Timur picked up the scimitar and swung it forward.
"Our glory lies in fighting. Victory belongs to the brave. The glory of our ancestors will always inspire us. Everyone, follow me and charge."
"Ula, kill~"
In addition to the Yuan army without horses, the Yuan army of three thousand people rode horses and rushed into the ranks of the Ming army as if they were dead.
From the initial acceleration, the speed after that is getting faster and faster.
Looking from a distance, the smoke and dust brought up by a horse was as powerful as a rainbow, rushing straight into the Ming army's formation like a sharp arrow.
When the audience on the wall of Yanmen Pass saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts and were heartbroken.
At the same time, seeing the Yuan army attacking, the Ming army, which was well prepared, calmly opened the objects covered with cloth at the rear.
It was a catapult.
A very common catapult has one end with a weight, the other end is pulled down and fixed, loaded with stones, and then the rope is cut, and the stones are thrown out under the weight of the other end.
The unique wisdom of ancient people.
Generally speaking, catapults are very large and are used for sieges.
Stones weighing one to two hundred kilograms were thrown out, and their main function was to trample the city wall.
However, there are advantages and disadvantages. The range of large catapults is not far, usually one or two hundred meters.
In addition, the stones thrown out can be easily picked up by the enemy, used, and turned into a weapon for the defenders.
After the artillery came out, its effect gradually became less effective.
Usually it just plays the role of arsonist, using oil, hemp and other items inside to throw them into the city with a trebuchet to set fire to the city.
The trebuchets that appear now are not large trebuchets, but small counterweight trebuchets.
But these trebuchets are enough.
The Ming army pulled down one end, took out an object from the back, lit it, cut the rope, and threw it into the Yuan army's formation.
(End of chapter)