Good news: Zhu Lian transmigrated, becoming Emperor Chongzhen of the Great Ming, Zhu Youjian.
Bad news: Today is the tenth day of the third month of Chongzhen's seventeenth year, and Li Z...
When faced with a fleeing enemy, most generals would choose to pursue. The cavalry's formation would easily become disrupted when pursuing, and the Mongolian cavalry would then look for opportunities to counterattack.
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A feigned defeat could very likely turn into a real defeat, but this was no problem for the Mongolian cavalry. Their advantage was mobility, in other words, they could run fast.
Even if the feigned defeat turns into a real defeat, there won't be many casualties because the enemy can't catch up with you because you run too fast.
Therefore, they would frequently use the tactic of feigning defeat in combat.
But it was such a simple tactic that caused many generals to suffer losses.
Under the howling gale, the flag of the Chahar tribe fluttered in the wind.
In the sunshine.
The Mongols' old armor, rusty helmets, and badly worn swords gave them the feeling of a ragtag army.
After a short standoff, the Mongols took the lead in launching an attack.
The Mongolian general under the central army raised his bow in his left hand and said: "Warriors of the grassland, we are the masters of this grassland! The cattle, sheep, grass and trees here are our property, we must protect them until our death!"
"Warriors, follow me and kill together!"
"Kill! For the tribe!"
"Kill! For the Khan!"
Amid the strange cries, the war horses neighed.
Then the horse's hooves stomped hard on the ground, causing the earth to shake and dust to fly up.
Boom--boom--
The cry came from far away like thunder, making people's heart beat faster.
As the speed of the war horses increased, the distance between the two sides became closer and closer.
One hundred steps...
Bang bang bang!
Six hundred Ming cavalrymen armed with Rumi guns fired first.
They dismounted in advance and stood side by side, aiming at the charging flag bearers at the same time.
Under the "care" of six hundred bullets, more than a dozen Mongolian flag-bearing soldiers were shot and fell.
Some lay on the horse's back and wailed in pain.
Some lost their strength and fell off their horses.
Several people were hit directly in the vitals by bullets and lost their lives.
The armor on them could not withstand the vicious and poisonous Rumi gun.
Seeing their flag bearer fall, the charging Mongolian cavalry became riotous.