Altai finally made the final decision: "Pass the order on."
"Gather all the cavalry, and after they have assembled, we will attack the Ming army's cavalry camp. Our cavalry are all heavily armored cavalry, and after we disperse the tens of thousands of light cavalry of the Ming army, we will immediately return to the main battlefield to provide support."
"Also, let all the infantry in our camp gather and form a battle line. Once the battle line is formed, all of them will be pressed onto the main battlefield at once."
"We must defeat the Ming army on the main battlefield in the shortest possible time."
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On the high platform on the other side of the river, although Zhao Min could not see the situation in the Persian camp clearly, she still vaguely grasped some information. After hesitating for a moment, she said to the messenger below: "Pass the order down, I'm afraid the Persians are going to launch an unprecedented offensive, so wake up the generals on the other side of the river."
"This may be the Persians' final attack. You must withstand this wave of offensive. After the Persians launch the final attack, I will lead our last 25,000 elite soldiers across the river. The generals don't have to worry about what happens afterwards. As long as the generals can hold on for an hour without collapsing, I will definitely win this battle."
"Do you understand?"
"I understand." As messengers, they are the best able to understand the intentions of the commander-in-chief and generals.
Looking at the messenger's figure going away, Zhao Linger's expression became serious: "Sister, are we about to cross the river?"
Zhao Min nodded: "It's about right, but don't worry, sister."
"I will not move until the entire Persian army has reached the main battlefield on the river bank. Sister, follow me closely and don't fall behind."
Zhao Linger said: "Don't worry, I will be the commander in this battle. Even if I am torn to pieces, I will not let you be in any danger at all."
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About a quarter of an hour later, 30,000 heavily armored cavalrymen had gathered in the open space outside the Persian camp. They were all the elite of Persia and were supposed to be the decisive players, but now they had to disperse the tens of thousands of Ming cavalrymen several miles away before returning to the main battlefield for a decisive battle.
Just after the Persian heavy cavalry had assembled, Zhang Wuji's Ming cavalry had already been waiting for a long time.
"Soldiers, the 30,000 heavily armored cavalry of Persia are most likely coming for us. What they want is to disperse us first, beat us until we have no power to fight back and no longer pose a threat, and then go to the main battlefield to participate in the decisive battle."
"But how can we let these beasts get what they want?"
"This group of Persian cavalry wants to get rid of us first, so we will not fulfill their wish."
"Later, when they rush over, we will retreat, but remember, even when retreating, we should not keep too much distance from the Persian cavalry, just one arrow away will be enough."
"We must always keep this distance from the Persians, slowly wear them down, and prevent them from participating in the decisive battle on the main battlefield."
"We are light cavalry. The Persians cannot compete with us in terms of horsepower consumption. We lack a set of armor compared to the Persian heavy cavalry."
"It's true that that thing is useful, but we have to know how to use it. Let's fight with the Persian cavalry first, and when they are exhausted, we will find a way to destroy them."
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Zhang Wuji had already made corresponding deployments, and at this moment, Altai's 30,000 cavalry launched an attack on him just as Zhang Wuji had expected.
The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer like thunder. Seeing this, Zhang Wuji smiled and waved his hand: "Retreat, but keep a distance from the Persian cavalry."
Zhang Wuji remembered what Zhao Min had said to him, which was to let him firmly restrain the Persian heavy cavalry. Over the years, he had never doubted Zhao Min's judgment. Therefore, he now just had to act like a dog-skin plaster. He had to stick firmly to the Persian cavalry so that they could not hit him or get rid of him.
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Moreover, the charging speed of heavy cavalry is not fast, and the charging distance is not long. After all, each warhorse has to carry 70 to 80 kilograms of armor, plus more than 10 to 20 kilograms of weapons, and the weight of an adult of more than 100 kilograms. These weights added together are about 300 kilograms.
How could a warhorse dragging a weight of 300 kilograms catch up with the Ming cavalry who had much less equipment?
The next scene is that the Persian army came with unstoppable momentum, but always kept a distance from the main body of the Ming army. This meant that when the Ming soldiers in front turned around and shot arrows, the arrows could just kill the Persian cavalry, but it was quite difficult for the Persian cavalry in pursuit to kill a Ming cavalryman.
On the other side of the river, Zhao Min on the high platform smiled and said, "That enemy is still useful. He really led the Persian cavalry away. In this way, I can be more confident and bold in the final attack."
Zhao Linger on the side said: "Sister, why do you say such things again? When have our men ever been useless? Have you forgotten the time when you begged him for mercy?"
After hearing this, Zhao Min gave Zhao Linger a fierce look and said, "Sister, don't talk nonsense. When have I ever begged for mercy? I never begged for mercy on the battlefield back then, let alone that kind of thing."
"Sister, please don't always lump me and you into the same category. As long as that enemy doesn't really want to kill me, I will at most just be a little tired, but I won't be the same as you."
After hearing this, Zhao Linger smiled and said, "Sister is just stubborn. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Since you said you never begged for mercy, then I must make you beg for mercy. I believe that even the young master would be happy to see you begging for mercy."
When their eyes met, Zhao Min seemed to have thought of something bad. She shook her head vigorously: "Really, this is a national war. How can sister be so frivolous and say such embarrassing things? Even if you want me to beg for mercy, you have to wait until we win this battle. Otherwise, I'm afraid that even if you want to beg for mercy, you and I will not have the chance."
"Sister, go and pass the order immediately, let the remaining soldiers in our camp get ready immediately, and cross the river as soon as they receive my order."
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On the other side, Zhou Zhiruo and her companions were naturally overjoyed when they saw that the Persian heavy cavalry did not come towards them. Moreover, the soldiers of their regiment also advanced a little. At this moment, Zhou Zhiruo and her companions' previously protruding regiment were also guarded by Ming army soldiers on both sides. The current situation was much safer than two quarters of an hour ago.
However, at this moment, Yu Fei patted Zhou Zhiruo on the shoulder and said, "Sister, look, the Persian army has assembled several phalanxes of soldiers. It seems that the most difficult moment is about to come."
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