Time passed little by little, and soon the second wave of charges came.
At this time, Bao Tuotuo was quite willing to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai, and led the Chinese army to withdraw from the battle circle.
The teams of nearly 700 people from the left and right armies are enough to eat up this herdsman team. They only need to shoot from a distance to prevent the other party from escaping at the critical moment.
Bao Tutu felt that victory was within his grasp, and Baoshan, the temporary commander-in-chief of the Chabei United Herdsmen Force, was already sweating on his forehead.
He was quite confident before going into battle. After all, he had gained some confidence in the previous battle.
In the last time he cooperated with Zhao Ming in the encirclement and suppression of the Mongolian Khalkha Banner, he thought that his performance was outstanding, at least much better than the Maoming Security Department led by Wang Guxi.
It was also that battle that eliminated his fear of the Mongolians.
I also have a certain degree of confidence in my own style of play.
But now that hidden fear struck again, and my mind vaguely recalled the ferocious moment when the Mongols had just charged into the camp that night.
Recalling the incomparable scene of that group of people, the deep despair made him feel suffocated.
"Mu... Chief Shepherd... Why hasn't Chief Zhao taken action yet? Do we want to continue?"
The deputy's voice was obviously trembling. Baoshan glanced at the young man and found that the young man's hand holding the reins was slightly white.
"Don't be nervous, follow me later, nothing will happen!"
Baoshan was also very nervous, but still patted the other party's shoulder to express comfort.
Taking a deep breath, he saw that the opponent's camp had begun to speed up. He no longer hesitated and shouted quickly while making gestures.
Seeing this, everyone had no choice but to grit their teeth and continue to charge.
Not only Baoshan, but now everyone's original yearning for freedom has begun to waver. Is this style of play really not possible?
Obviously charging in rows looks so simple, charging like a fool, shouldn't it?
However, when the second round of charge ended, everyone's momentum dropped to the bottom.
In this round, a total of seventy or eighty brothers lost their lives.
In total, nearly a hundred people died in the battle!
They had already begun to collapse in the past, but now they knew that there was still a group of people watching them from behind.
"Master Zhao! Why don't we go up?"
The monkey was already a little anxious, but he knew very well the urinary nature of this group of herdsmen.
When I followed Master Zhao to sweep through the tribes, some of the herdsmen tribes surrendered before they even started fighting, and even started to flee after losing only more than ten people.
"Wait for another round, don't be impatient, the real battlefield is the best teacher!"
Zhao Ming shook his head, as cold as an ice sculpture.
Hearing this, the monkey scratched his head a little, but Zhang He and Wang Er on the side remained silent, obviously having agreed with this statement.
There is no battlefield without bloodshed.
Just like their Song Suppressing Army, they were elites who survived on the battlefields time and time again during the leadership of Marshal Liu.
After that, he followed Zhao Ming to fight again and again, and finally he became the person he is now, in terms of morale, vigor, and combat skills.
Soon the third round of charge was over. This time the loss was not bad, only forty or fifty people, but the blow to morale was extremely heavy.
You can already see that many people have begun to sway from side to side and look behind them frequently.
There were even some commotions in the team.
Seeing this, Zhao Ming took a deep breath and felt that it was almost time to take action.
On the other side, Bao Tuituo was extremely satisfied and was ready to order the entire army to charge.
However, at this moment, the two sides had not yet made their next move. Zhao Ming was about to issue an order, but suddenly there was the sound of horse hooves from the other direction.
The sound of the horse's hooves was slow at first, but then it seemed to have discovered some prey, and it started to speed up.
"Hey!~"
The first person to notice the abnormality was Bao Tuotuo. When he glanced over, he saw a large group of cavalry approaching from the mist in the south.
As the distance reaches two to three hundred meters, you can also vaguely see some clothing appearance.
As if divided into two parts, there were six or seven hundred people charging towards this side, while the group behind them was hidden in the mist, and carriages dragging goods could be vaguely seen.
Seeing this scene, Bao Tutuo didn't quite understand.
But I’m sure I’m going to post it.
Coming from the south, he was still dressed like a herdsman with a sheepskin coat and hat. He was either a herdsman or a trader coming from the south.
"Send the order, the left wing and the central army will eat those people! I want that batch of goods!"
Bao Tutuo waved his hand with a smile on his face.
Although I don't understand how this group of people was so lucky to avoid the vanguard heading south, it is undeniable that this piece of fat now belongs to them.
This time, the troops and banners of the army heading south did not carry much food and grass. The food and grass for the Barhu tribe needed to be obtained by the vanguard troops who were the first to go south by turning it over to the base camp and sharing the profits.
This feeling is very bad, it is like feeding a dog, and the base camp will not give them too many supplies to the rear troops.
The brothers' meals are naturally not very good, but this time they are going to eat meat.
It's not a big deal for the three hundred people on the right to capture this group of herdsmen. They need to eat this big fish first.
Seeing this, the leaders of the left wing and the center army also turned their horses. The armies on both sides rushed towards the enemy coming from the south on the left like two long dragons.
With the previous small victory, everyone's morale was high, and they rushed forward screaming.
The sudden change in the battle situation made Zhao Ming unexpected.
He took the telescope from the monkey's hand and looked over there.
It's just that the distance is too far, about five or six hundred meters from here to there, and only a few outlines can be seen vaguely.
"Who is it?"
Zhao Ming couldn't help but murmured, as if he suddenly thought of something.
"Everyone come at me!"
Throwing the telescope directly into his bag, Zhao Ming rushed out first.
Everyone was still watching the excitement. When they saw their own Master Zhao suddenly rushing out, they quickly clamped the horse's belly and launched a charge.
Monkey, Wang Er and others all murmured a little, could it be that Mr. Zhao has other acquaintances on the grassland?
Bao Tutuo was extremely excited at this time, but the situation took a turn for the worse next.
I thought that my warriors would definitely be able to take down this group of untrained herdsmen, but I never expected that there seemed to be something wrong with the group of herdsmen that appeared in the south.
Bang bang bang! ~
The opponent's charge was like a wall, and all the gunshots fired at a designated distance merged into one.
Then Bao Tuotuo saw that his warriors were falling off their horses one by one like dumplings.
However, the other side did not suffer casualties, but the casualties were obviously far less than theirs.
Fortunately, the opponent's equestrian skills seemed to be inferior to theirs, so they had some advantages in hand-to-hand combat, and the battle losses on both sides remained at an average level.
But now Bao Tuotuo can no longer care about this.
"Master! It's not good, look!"
Just as the deputy screamed in surprise, Bao Tuotuo also turned his head, just in time to see his right-wing warriors suddenly being dashed to pieces by more than a hundred cavalry rushing out of the mist.
