It is obvious that Altai is very dissatisfied with the current war situation. He once believed that his soldiers and his country would become the overlord of the entire West, or even the overlord of the entire world, but now it seems that whether it is the individual combat capability or the command ability of generals, the Ming Dynasty may be more powerful.
However, even if the Ming Dynasty was more powerful, what would it matter? Should we give up this battle just because they were more powerful?
No, this is absolutely not possible. The battle is just about to begin. I want to become the overlord of the world, I want to snatch all the women around Zhang Wuji, and I want to become the most powerful man in the world.
Altai finally calmed down: "Pass the order, when the cavalry charges towards the river bank, don't arrange the formation too densely, otherwise, the Ming army's artillery fire will be too fierce, which will inevitably cause great casualties. In addition, send more scouts to scout the area a hundred miles away from both sides of the river to prevent the Ming army from having other crossing points."
After the two orders were given, Altai sat upright on the platform again, and a very beautiful Persian beauty quickly handed him a cup of tea.
To be honest, this is a national war. Not to mention Altai, even Zhang Wuji feels a little nervous. However, in comparison, Altai cannot afford to lose. If Zhang Wuji loses, the worst that can happen is that he goes back to rest for three to five years, and then he will have a chance to start over again. But it is different for Altai. If he loses, he will lose everything.
Including the beautiful woman who had just handed her tea, Altai even wondered if Zhang Wuji would have the same idea as himself if he lost, that is, to take all his concubines for himself. That would be a huge insult to a man.
After thinking about this, Altai glanced at the beautiful woman again. He even had the urge to execute her on the spot. Such a beauty, he seemed to rarely visit her. Now thinking about it, he definitely owed her. If I can win this war, I will definitely let her have a good taste of happiness.
Looking at Zhang Wuji's side, although there were more than 200 cannons suppressing him, there were still many Persian cavalry who joined the battle at an inappropriate time when the Ming cavalry was sweeping the battlefield.
As an emperor, he naturally did not want to see such a scene. Zhao Min, who was standing beside him, seemed to see what Zhang Wuji was thinking.
"You, my enemy, don't think so many useless things. The battle has just begun. Don't be anxious. Generally speaking, this stage is inevitable under such circumstances. After our entire army crosses the river, we will organize a mopping-up operation with tens of thousands of people. By then, the overall situation will be settled."
Zhang Wuji knew what Zhao Min was thinking, but he was still a little worried: "Min'er, I understand what you said. However, if we want the entire army to cross the river, we must first have a large number of soldiers fighting with the Persian soldiers. If too many soldiers are caught in a panic, how can we easily organize them again? I am afraid that it will slowly turn into a huge melee."
Zhao Min smiled and said, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Please believe me, we will win this battle. If we don't, I will not live."
Zhang Wuji quickly said: "Min'er, of course I believe you, I was just saying it casually just now. But no matter whether we win or lose this battle, you..."
Zhao Min gave Zhang Wuji a fierce look and said, "Are you trying to say that no matter whether we win or lose this battle, you are going to give me a good beating?"
Zhang Wuji smiled wickedly: "You still understand me. I want to recall the scene when we were first together."
"First time?" Zhao Min showed a wicked smile on her face: "You enemy, you must be imagining the scene of slapping me in the face and bullying me?"
"That kind of thing, now thinking about it, is indeed very exciting, but that kind of thing is only exciting the first time. After that, I can't find that feeling anymore. I don't believe that you can still bear to hit me with such great force."
At the foot of the platform, Zhao Linger glanced upwards. In a single glance, she spotted Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min smirking at each other. However, that smirk seemed tinged with a hint of vulgarity. Zhao Linger was speechless. It was such a time, and yet they both still had such vulgar smiles on their faces. If it were Zhang Wuji, it would be fine, but how could Min'er also have it? When had she become so shameless?
I really can't guess what kind of perverted things these two are researching.
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Looking at the scene on the other side of the river, the current situation is indeed a bit difficult for the Ming army, but this difficulty is also developing in a good direction. Although the Ming army is still in a difficult situation, on the other side of the river, under the offensive of the Ming army, the occupied territory is getting larger and larger, and more and more soldiers are crossing the river at an increasingly faster speed. As long as they can maintain this, the final victory will definitely belong to the Ming army.
On the other side of the river, at Zhou Zhiruo's place, the several Persian Mingjiao elders who were fighting against them were also at a disadvantage.
"We can't go on like this. It's time to unleash the power of the Holy Fire Order."
As he spoke, a fire snake spewed out from the fire stick in the hand of the Persian Mingjiao elder. Yes, there was a mechanism on the fire stick.
The attack was too sudden, and Zhou Zhiruo was caught off guard. The long floral dress she was wearing was ignited, and her shiny black hair was also ignited.
"ah……".
In panic, Zhou Zhiruo screamed and flew backwards. She used the sword in her hand to cut off all the burning parts of her long skirt. At the same time, she shook the black hair on her head. When her hair was completely thrown to the side, she used the sword in her hand to cut off half of the black hair.
"Damn it, I'm going to kill you."
Yu Fei also saw the scene when Zhou Zhiruo was hit just now. She quickly flew to Zhou Zhiruo's side: "Sister!"
Zhou Zhiruo shook her head: "I'm fine, that enemy likes me with long hair, but..."
"I'm going to kill them."
Yu Feiyan said: "That's right, we must kill them, but sister has to be careful. Just now, it's a good thing that we were wearing long skirts. If the flames had directly hit our bodies, our skin would have been severely burned. Then, the young master would probably dislike us."
Zhou Zhiruo glared at Yu Fei fiercely: "If he dares, so what even if he is disfigured? If he dares to show even the slightest disgust towards me, I will commit suicide in front of him. I want him to live in guilt for the rest of his life."
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