The cavalry of the two sides crisscrossed each other. With the addition of Yang Xiao, the advantage of the Ming army gradually became clear. Although the Persian side could still maintain a stalemate, it would surely not last too long.
A quarter of an hour later, the Persian cavalry commander blew the horn to retreat. Almost at the moment the sound was heard, the Persian cavalry on the battlefield began to retreat in large strides.
At the back of the battlefield, Zhang Wuji saw this and couldn't help but frowned slightly: "We won. This is our first head-on confrontation with the Persians, but the Persians' combat power is much higher than that of the Japanese."
Zhao Min also said: "That's true. Look at how they know when to advance and retreat, and how they enforce orders. Just in terms of execution, they are far beyond the reach of the Japanese."
At this moment, Qianye rode her horse to Zhao Min. After thinking for a while, she said to Zhao Min, "Sister, Japan is just an island country after all. It has had no contact with the outside world for hundreds or thousands of years. The Japanese don't know what the outside world is like. They are arrogant. The strength of the Japanese is only relative to Japan, and can never be compared with the Ming Dynasty. But it is different in Persia. There are also many neighboring countries around Persia. Such countries rarely have real peace. Therefore, the people are more tough, and the army is naturally far superior to Japan in combat effectiveness."
Zhao Min glanced at Qianye lightly. Seeing this, Qianye quickly closed his mouth. Zhao Min said, "What are you afraid of? I just think you are right."
"We are sisters now. I am no longer as interested in bullying you as I was when we first met. Bullying you is no more interesting than bullying that vixen Zhou Zhiruo."
After hearing this, Qianye quickly replied, "That's right, that's right."
But after these two sounds, a cold gaze came towards Qianye. Qianye looked up and saw Zhou Zhiruo glaring at him fiercely: "What was that? Is it right to bully me?"
Qianye wanted to cry but had no tears. He just felt that he shouldn't have spoken today.
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When Zhao Min once again looked at the battlefield in the distance, the Persians had already left, and Yang Xiao was obedient. Zhao Min told him not to chase them, and Yang Xiao really did not chase them.
Looking at Altai, he saw that the Ming army did not follow his retreating soldiers. His plans for many days had failed, and he naturally felt very unhappy.
"Damn it, damn it! I didn't expect that the commander of the Ming army could see through my plan at a glance. It seems that I have to make a long-term plan."
Although Altai spoke calmly, he was actually a little anxious. After all, Persia was not as big as Ming Dynasty. Ming Dynasty was a vast country with an extremely broad strategic depth, but Persia was different. Although Persia could be regarded as a powerful country in the West, its territory was far less than that of Ming Dynasty.
If the Ming army continued to rampage in Persia, it would inevitably cause panic among the people.
A Persian minister looked at his soldiers, who had probably retreated, and said to Altai: "Your Majesty, our soldiers have retreated. Since the Ming army has not entered our encirclement, you should not waste time here anymore. It is better to leave here as soon as possible and then make new plans."
Altai was also a decisive man. He jumped on his horse and rode away. He was a great emperor to the West, but in terms of the overall view, he was far inferior to Zhang Wuji and the emperors of Middle-earth.
Most emperors in the Middle-earth world have the courage to fight with the whole country, but Altai is different. His ideas are always a bit petty. He wants to use the dangers of the city to wear down the combat effectiveness of the Ming army bit by bit. When the Ming army is exhausted and the soldiers are physically and mentally haggard, he will rely on the time, place and people to gather and annihilate them. However, when Zhang Wuji faced this dilemma, he also had his own plan to deal with it, which was to bypass those dangerous cities and go straight to the Persian kingdom.
Altai on horseback was already feeling a little regretful. She couldn't help but recall Xiao Zhao's words again: If you want war, fine, I'll give you war, but I hope you won't regret it when the dark clouds are looming.
"We can't go on like this. If we allow the Ming army to run rampant in our Persian territory, their morale will only get higher and higher. Pass the order down. Leave 80,000 troops on the northern battlefield to stalemate with Timur. We don't ask for their victory, as long as they can hold on."
"The rest of the troops must gather together quickly. I want to find a place to have a decisive battle with Zhang Wuji to decide the outcome of the national war."
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After a long journey of thousands of miles since the start of the expedition, today marks the end of the first battle with the Persians. This battle, from start to finish, took no more than half an hour.
The Persians left behind more than 2,000 corpses, more than 1,000 of Duolun's men were killed or wounded, and the casualties on the Ming army side also reached hundreds.
Listening to the post-war casualty report, Zhao Min couldn't help but frown; "If that's the case, then the casualty ratio has reached one to one, right?"
Zhang Wuji took a deep breath and said, "Indeed, this alone is enough to prove that the Persians' fighting power is far stronger than that of the Japanese."
"In that case, if a decisive battle occurs, can our army of more than 100,000 people defeat the Persian army of 200,000 or even more than 200,000 people?"
"Min'er, do you have any solution?"
Zhao Min said: "The Persians are indeed much stronger than the Japanese, but you don't have to worry. If there really is a decisive battle, our tens of thousands of people are enough to fight against the Persian army of 200,000."
"Don't forget, we still have hundreds of artillery pieces and hundreds of thousands of kilograms of explosives. These things are the killer weapons in a major battle. Of course, the premise is that Altai has the courage to initiate a battle. Otherwise, we can only use these explosives to blow up the Persian imperial city."
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