The iron dragon of the Ming army became thicker in a very short period of time, and after becoming thicker, their combat effectiveness would only be stronger than before.
"Idiots, what are you still standing there for? Come on, hurry up, line up at the back, quickly."
Zhao Min was shouting desperately. In comparison, the same was true for Zhao Linger. Her throat was actually a little hoarse, but she was completely unaware of it.
"Hurry, keep up, keep the formation steady, don't go too fast, and don't go too slow."
"Push it over step by step, keep up, keep up."
Wherever the iron dragon passed, order appeared on the chaotic battlefield again. The Ming army soldiers who were originally fighting separately were quickly absorbed by the iron dragon. Gradually, wherever the iron dragon passed, a line of more than a mile long consisting of four rows of soldiers appeared in the most intense fighting areas.
It was not until this moment that Altai, who was watching the battle from a distance, finally figured out why the Ming army formed such a strange formation.
"They want to sweep the battlefield, they want to regroup the soldiers in the chaos."
"It turns out that this was the final blow of the Ming army."
What was he doing before? He had arranged tens of thousands of soldiers into a square formation and sent them crashing into the battlefield. Although this had given him a certain advantage, it was still nothing compared to the force of this iron dragon sweeping across the battlefield.
"The soldiers in our own square formation will only become more and more chaotic, while the Ming army's long iron dragon will only become stronger wherever it passes."
Altai figured it out, but it was too late. With only two thousand guards left in his hands, it was impossible for him to reorganize his own soldiers who were fighting in various places on the battlefield. It was impossible for him to form a long square formation that could sweep across the entire battlefield like the Ming army. What's more tragic is that he actually had a chance to prevent all this from happening. That is, when Zhao Min just formed this formation, he would send out the last two thousand guards in his hands. With two thousand people and such a thin formation, as long as they charged back and forth a few times, they could destroy this iron dragon. But now, it was too late.
Wherever Altai looked, there were even five rows of soldiers in some places of the Ming army's iron dragon: "It's too late, the Ming army's iron dragon is getting thicker and thicker, what should we do? What should we do?"
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Just when Altai was at a loss, on the battlefield, the iron dragon had not yet advanced to where Zhou Zhiruo and the others were, but they received orders from Zhao Min.
Zhao Min sent out three messengers in total, but most of the battlefield was still in chaos. Among the three messengers, only one found Zhou Zhiruo and the others. As for the other two, no one knew where they had gone, or whether they were dead or where they died.
"My ladies, the commander-in-chief has ordered you to rush to her immediately."
After hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo found a high ground and looked in the direction where the iron dragon was coming: "I really can't believe that this is what Zhao Min meant. But now that the big thing is done, why ask us to go over there?"
Yu Feiyan on the side said: "Sister Zhou is overly worried. Now that the big thing has happened, Sister Min'er will naturally call us back. Even if it is just to help her stabilize the formation, it is better than letting us fight here. She is worried about us."
Qianye's body was already covered with the blood of Persians. Killing was indeed very satisfying, but she seemed to have never been so tired before. Even when she was with Zhang Wuji, she had never felt so tired.
"Sister Zhou, can we get through?"
Before Zhou Zhiruo could reply, Yu Fei said, "Of course we have to go over there. Hurry, we are on the verge of victory. That Ming army's iron dragon will surely sweep across the entire battlefield. There is no need for us to fight here. Be careful not to capsize in the ditch."
Yu Fei's words were also very powerful. At her call, all the sisters followed her in the direction where Zhao Min was.
Half a minute later, the women finally returned to Zhao Min. Seeing them covered in blood and almost falling to the ground due to exhaustion, Zhao Min felt very distressed, but she always kept a tough attitude.
"Sisters, you have worked hard, but please be patient. There is no need for you to fight in the battlefield now. Sisters, spread out, one person every few hundred steps, and command the soldiers to advance in an orderly manner."
Zhou Zhiruo and the others naturally had nothing to say. At this point, the Persian army had begun to collapse under the attack of this iron dragon. At this moment, even without Zhou Zhiruo and the others to help stabilize the front, the Ming army's iron dragon would still advance steadily. Everyone also understood that this was just an excuse for Zhao Min to call them back. Just like Yu Fei said just now, they were sisters after all. Now that the big thing had been done, how could she not worry about these sisters.
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The iron dragon of the Ming army continued to advance forward. When they arrived at the center of the battlefield, the iron dragon had grown from the original 25,000 people to about 50,000 people now.
The irresistible momentum had gradually become apparent, and under such a spectacular formation, the Persian army on the battlefield also began to collapse in an organized manner.
Some Persian generals on the battlefield tried to lead their own soldiers to attack the Iron Dragon, but although they were able to break through it, the Ming soldiers on both sides were able to quickly surround it, which made it even more dangerous for the Persian army.
After the Ming army's iron dragon surrounded several Persian troops that dared to attack them, the large force continued to advance, and the gaps in the middle were quickly filled by troops from both sides. In this way, the Persian army's courageous attack seemed ridiculous, and the Ming army's iron dragon seemed even more unstoppable.
About half a quarter of an hour later, the Persian army finally suffered a major rout, and once this rout began, it could not be stopped.
The iron dragon commanded by Zhao Min pressed forward from east to west, and the Persian army's escape direction was naturally from west to east.
Altai looked at this scene, stunned and horrified. Under the final attack of the Ming army, he lost not only a war, but also his entire country.
Altai was stunned for a moment, and finally came to his senses after being shaken by his ministers.
Altai forced himself to calm down, then he grabbed the shoulder of one of his ministers and said, "Our army has been defeated. The most important thing now is to gather the remaining soldiers. Our capital is still there. As long as we can gather the remaining soldiers properly, we will still have the strength to fight after retreating to the capital. As long as we delay long enough, the Ming army may withdraw."
"You go to the battlefield and find the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Find the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty and kowtow to him on my behalf. Cede land, pay compensation, money, women, and agree to all the conditions as long as they don't chase our defeated troops."
"Did you hear that?"
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