The most reckless man in the Ming Dynasty.

Chapter 402 A mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood

sunset.

The war continues.

Dense Tatar infantry rushed up with scimitars and shields, but they regretted their decision the moment they stepped into the trench.

It turned out that there was a layer of loose soil at the bottom of the trench, covering the caltrops, bamboo sticks and other objects underneath.

They stepped on loose soil and fell directly, with their feet pierced. The excruciating pain made them scream and lose their fighting power.

The Tatars above also suffered a brutal massacre at the hands of the Tiger and Leopard Camp. Their blood flowed into the bottom of the ditch and turned into dark red puddles.

The injured and the dead were intertwined together, like a pot of dumplings, tumbling up and down, and gradually the trenches were filled with blood and flesh.

The pungent smell of blood mixed with gunpowder filled the entire place, making people want to vomit.

The Tatars seemed to be possessed by evil spirits. They faced the attack of artillery fire and were beaten into pieces.

They continued to rush forward as if they were risking their lives. As a result, the sound of muskets continued, and lead bullets swept in like a rainstorm. Blood mist kept bursting out of the Tartars' bodies, and their corpses rolled to the ground.

The thick blood formed small puddles. The Tatars behind stepped on the bloody corpses of their companions and moved forward. As a result, they also quickly became corpses...

Bloody, brutal, and desperate!
Those trenches and earth walls seemed neither deep nor high, but the Tartars just couldn't break through them.

They risked their lives and rushed to about sixty or seventy steps. Tiger squat cannons would come from nowhere and fire. The air was filled with iron sand and anyone who touched them would either die or be injured. They finally rushed to the front of the trench. When they used their hands and feet to climb up.

The Tiger and Leopard Battalion's musketeers were calm and composed, just like in their usual target practice, they just blew up every exposed head!
The distance of ten or twenty steps was just like a game. Rows of muskets fired and the Tartars fell down obediently.

The Tatars relied on their shield carts to rush forward, but their flanks had no protection and were exposed to the Ming army.

An Guo commanded his men to quickly gather a large number of soldiers from the rear. With deafening gunshots, the Tatars behind the shield carts were hit by bullets coming from both wings.

One by one, they rolled and fell into the deep ditches on both sides. The gunfire became more and more intense, and it became increasingly difficult for the Tartars to move forward.

The shield vehicles in front stopped, and the ones behind couldn't move forward either. Instead, they blocked the road and created obstacles for their own army!

The Tatars rushing up from behind could only choose the trench they were most reluctant to face and rush forward desperately.

Compared with the outermost trenches, the inner trenches have more details. Some of them have sharpened bamboos buried underneath and have been roasted with fire.

The Tatars wearing heavy armor were like big bears. When they fell into the trenches, their bodies were pierced by bamboo sticks and turned into candied haws. Some trenches were already filled with dead bodies.

From the beginning of the war to now, the Tatars have lost at least tens of thousands of people, and apart from filling the outermost trenches with corpses, there has been no progress.

The Tatars' fierce offensive was blocked, and time passed by minute by minute.

Dayan Khan Batu Mengke finally made up his mind.

If we continue to fight like this, we will be like moths flying into a flame and seeking our own death!
In fact, there was no need for the left wing of Mongolia to fight to the death with the Ming army, because their target had always been the damn rebels like Yibula and Mandulai!
Since the Ming army’s firearms are too powerful to defeat them, they might as well stop fighting!

Dayan Khan Batu Mengke summoned the chiefs of the tribes under his command, including the leader of the Khorchin tribe, Ordo Guhai.

Batu Mengke looked at Gu Hai, walked up to him, grabbed his collar, and then rested his head on Gu Hai's forehead.

"Noyan!"

"I need your help!"

Ordo Guhai didn't waste any words and knelt down in front of Dayan Khan Batu Mengke, then took out a dagger and cut his cheek.

This is the Mongolian's gesture of swearing allegiance until death. Even if Dayan Khan Batu Mongke wants him to die, he will never say a word!
Dayan Khan Batu Mengke smiled upon seeing this, helped Ordo Guhai up, and then the two of them looked at the battlefield together.

"Noyan, I need your Khorchin warriors to pretend to continue attacking the Ming army and hold them back!" "Over there, those damned rebels like Yibula and Mandulai are still committing crimes! I want to get rid of them myself!"

"Our targets are the damned rebels like Yibula and Mandulai, so there is no need for us to fight to the death with the Ming army. You just need to hold them back!"

Hearing this, Ordo Guhai instantly understood what Batu Mengke meant.

He didn't say much, nor did he ask Dayan Khan Batu Mengke why he chose him.

Because this is an incomparable trust, a trust that is moving enough to move people.

Once the Ming army chooses to support these damned rebels like Yibula and Mandulai, the Khorchin tribe responsible for holding them back will face a frenzied attack from the Ming army!
Looking at the 30,000 households on the left wing, no tribe has the strength of the Khorchin tribe. Even if they can't defeat the Ming army, they can at least delay it!
Therefore, Dayan Khan Batu Mengke could only hand over this task to the Khorchin tribe.

Ordo Guhai also understood this logic, and he accepted the order without hesitation.

Although doing so would most likely result in the death of all 40,000 Khorchin warriors he brought with him, he had no other choice but to do so!
Only by eradicating those damned rebels like Yibula and Mandulai can Mongolia be reunified and Great Mongolia can regain new vitality!

"Children, follow me!"

Ordo Guhai ran at full speed with a short axe in his hand. The Tatar archers behind him fought desperately for their leader. Dense rain of arrows shot from behind the earth wall, forcing the musketeers to unable to raise their heads.

More and more Tatars followed Ordo Guhai and charged forward, stepping on mountains of corpses and launching a fearless attack!

"Warriors, charge!"

"Eternal Heaven will protect us!"

Forty thousand Khorchins, following their great leader, launched a heart-shaking death tragedy against the Ming army!

Just when the Khorchin tribe launched a desperate attack on the Ming army, Dayan Khan Batu Mengke personally led his main cavalry and charged into the battlefield, heading straight for the right-wing Mongols such as Yibula and Mandulai!

"fire!"

"Hurry up and fire!"

An Guo shouted loudly.

The thick muzzle spewed out tongues of fire, and a lead bullet penetrated the thick cowhide of the shield cart, turning the attacking weapon into a pile of rotten wood.

The other shells were equally ferocious. The Tartar shield carts were soon turned into garbage, and the people following behind were either killed or injured.

Without protection, they were like a group of helpless girls, fleeing in panic.

As a result, the roar of gunfire from behind engulfed them in the smoke.

Death is everywhere on the battlefield!
There are mountains of corpses and rivers of blood!
However, no one retreated!

They all have reasons to keep killing!
Dayan Khan Batu Mengke cannot lose, he must kill Yibula and Mandulai!

The Ming Dynasty cannot lose either. Hetao must be taken back, otherwise everything that Zhongshan Hou Tang Hao had done before would be meaningless!
Tang Hao took a comprehensive look at the battlefield situation, saw through Dayan Khan Batu Mengke's plan, and immediately drew his sword!

An Guo, Tang Mu, Ma Yong, Deng Boyan, Chang Kuohai and other generals also mounted their horses and led their troops to look at the Marquis of Zhongshan of the Ming Dynasty!
The sword fell heavily!

Tang Hao let out an angry roar!

"Ming Iron Cavalry!"

"Follow me...crush them!"

(End of this chapter)