They are all decisive people. Once they have an idea in mind, they will take action immediately.

In this kind of matter, Yang Xiao, the one with the best cultivation, naturally took the lead. A quarter of an hour later, he gathered a well-organized group of soldiers around him. The battlefield was in great chaos, with everyone fighting on their own. It was also a team of 5,000 people that he had gathered with great difficulty.

…

A moment later, the sound of explosions one after another resounded on the battlefield. Those were the explosions of the Ming army's gunpowder bags. Zhou Zhiruo, who was not far away, looked at the wisps of smoke rising from the ground. She was dazed for a moment, and then said in a slightly surprised tone: "What does that team want to do? Who is the leader?"

Yu Feiyan on the side said: "The leader seems to be General Yang. As for what he wants to do, it's hard to say. Why don't we go and take a look?"

"Let's take a look!" Before Zhou Zhiruo could express her opinion, Yang Buhui hurriedly said, "Let's take a look. Of course we have to go and take a look."

Only then did everyone present realize that General Yang's daughter was still on the battlefield.

Zhou Zhiruo smiled and said, "It's good to be a girl with a father. Besides her own man, she has another man to think about."

After Zhou Zhiruo finished speaking, all the women present were stunned for a moment, and then they all laughed out loud at the same time.

Yang Buhui was speechless: "What do you mean? What do you mean?"

"Yang Xiao is my father. As a daughter, I want to go over and see if there is anything wrong."

"You, your laughter is so obscene."

Yu Fei said: "Girl, what are you talking about? We just laughed, how is it related to vulgarity? It's obvious that you are overthinking it."

"Let's go and help your dad."

…

Half a minute later, Zhou Zhiruo and other masters arrived at Yang Xiao's side.

Yang Xiao was naturally a little surprised to see them coming to him together.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you..."

Zhou Zhiruo smiled and said, "General Yang, you've even used gunpowder bags. I'm sure you're going to make some big move. Looking at the entire battlefield, you're the most conspicuous. Now that we sisters have arrived on the battlefield, we'll naturally go to where the fighting is most intense."

Yang Buhui on the side also hurriedly said: "Father, you do your own thing. We sisters can take care of ourselves and will definitely not cause you any trouble."

"Just pretend we don't exist. We're just here to lend a hand when help is needed somewhere on the battlefield. Don't pay too much attention to us. We can take care of ourselves."

Yang Xiao glanced at Zhou Zhiruo and the others. Their cultivation level was so high that even in the Ming Dynasty, let alone in Persia, as long as they gathered together, they would be a force that could not be ignored.

"Well, the Marshal just sent a message saying that we should try our best to let Altai deploy more troops to the battlefield, so I used gunpowder bags to advance."

"Ladies, please be careful and never put yourselves in danger."

…

In the Persian camp in the distance, Altai looked at the smoke rising from the battlefield and the explosions that came one after another, and a feeling of extreme unease rose in his heart again.

He had witnessed this kind of explosion and the power of this thing some time ago.

That day, in his own imperial city, he met several extremely beautiful girls. That day, part of his food and grass camp was burned down. That day, the saint whom he had snatched with great difficulty, and whom he had not yet had the chance to enjoy, was also inexplicably lost.

After thinking about this, Altai became even angrier.

"Damn it, I must defeat Zhang Wuji, and then snatch all the women around him. I will kill those women of his in front of Zhang Wuji... hehe."

Obviously, Altai had imagined some obscene scenes, and a lewd smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

However, this smile and the picture in his mind did not last long before the real scene brought him back to reality.

That is, with the help of gunpowder bags, the speed of the Ming army's counterattack was too fast.

Altai had a lot more doubts in his mind: "What's going on? Shouldn't the Ming army now slowly occupy the area on the river bank?"

"But what's going on with this Ming army? Their attack is so fierce. Look at the direction. Are they coming towards me?"

Altai had already guessed the answer, but he couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe that the generals of the Ming army would be so courageous. With only a few thousand soldiers, they dared to rush directly towards his camp where there were more than 100,000 troops.

"Too outrageous."

…

Things that Altai couldn't believe were happening step by step. With the help of gunpowder bags, Yang Xiao and his soldiers quickly tore open a gap. Then, thousands of soldiers actually rushed straight to Altai's camp. This time, Altai was really surprised.

"Damn, where are the four elders? It's been so long, haven't they changed their clothes yet?"

At this time, Altai finally remembered the four elders under his command. Of course, they were originally six elders, but unfortunately two of them had died.

At Altai's call, the remaining four elders reluctantly came before him again.

Altai looked at the four of them with dissatisfaction. At this moment, the four of them had changed into a set of white satin robes. This outfit was very suitable for their status as elders, but their appearance with their beards and hair burned off was really ridiculous.

It was the first time that Altai felt that these old men were so disgusting. Helplessly, Altai raised his hand and pointed to a place a few miles away and said, "You four look over there, there are thousands of Ming troops there, and they are actually coming directly to our central military camp."

"It's ridiculous. Thousands of people broke through my defense line and are now almost isolated. I will send another 10,000 soldiers, and you four elders will go with the army to resist the Ming army. The final blow of the decisive battle has not yet begun. We must not let them get close to my central military camp."

"If the central army camp is in chaos, it will definitely affect the subsequent decisive battle, do you understand?"

The four elders looked at each other in confusion. They wanted to say they didn't understand, but they had to understand that the war had come to this point, so how could they have any reason to hide in the back? If they disobeyed at this moment, Altai would definitely sacrifice their heads.