Indeed, just as Altai had planned before, while he used his heavy cavalry to disperse the Ming army's light cavalry, he also wanted to push all the troops in his own camp to the main battlefield on the river bank. He wanted to defeat all the Ming troops on the main battlefield in one fell swoop.
Seeing this, Zhou Zhiruo smiled bitterly and said, "Sure enough, the most difficult time for us has finally come."
"Sisters, we probably need to cheer up."
"If we get through this, we can go back to Beijing and live a shameless life."
Many women on the side looked at Zhou Zhiruo with surprise. In their eyes, Zhou Zhiruo has always been a person who cares about her dignity, but even a person who cares about her dignity can inadvertently say shameless words.
Qianye smiled and said, "Just thinking about the days when we lived without shame makes me feel happy."
"Now it seems that my previous days were simply lived in vain, whether it was when I was with His Majesty, or now I am killing people without worries, these are things I never dared to imagine before."
"If I had known that being a woman of the Ming Dynasty would be so enjoyable, I would have traveled around the world with Your Majesty ten years ago."
After hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo glared at Qianye and said, "If you travel around the world with him, won't that steal my limelight?"
"If I had met you ten years ago, I don't know how I would have harmed you."
Qianye smiled and said, "Sister is just being stubborn. You don't have the potential to be a bad person. If it were me, it would be okay. But if I had met His Majesty ten years ago, I'm afraid you wouldn't have a chance."
"If I had met Your Majesty ten years ago, none of you vixens would have been able to get close to Your Majesty."
Yu Feiyan said: "It's a good thing that you didn't stand in Sister Zhou's position ten years ago, otherwise, wouldn't we sisters have lived out our lives alone?"
"If you ask me, life now is just right."
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The women chatted for a while in the rare gap, but at this moment, a messenger ringing a bell appeared not far away from them. Anyone who could become a messenger must be a person with some vision. When he saw so many beauties gathered together, how could he not know that they were all the women of his own emperor.
On the battlefield, the messenger didn't waste any words and simply bowed and said, "Greetings, ladies and gentlemen. The commander-in-chief has ordered that the Persians' final attack is about to begin. All generals on the battlefield must hold the line. The commander-in-chief will make his own plans for the rest. As long as we can hold the line, we will win this battle."
Zhou Zhiruo said: "I understand. Thank you for your hard work, little brother. You go and pass the message to the generals."
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After the messenger left, Yu Fei said thoughtfully: "I don't know what Sister Min'er means by stabilizing the front. How long will it last?"
Zhou Zhiruo glanced at the sky: "It has probably been three hours since the war started. In less than two hours, it will be dark. Although I don't know what that Mongolian fox is thinking, this decisive battle that concerns the fate of the two countries will probably decide the outcome in an hour."
"Just grit your teeth and hold on for another hour. The outcome will definitely be clear within an hour."
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They were all used to fighting on the battlefield, and almost everyone could see that the Persians' final attack had begun. At this moment, many Ming generals on the battlefield, while being extremely alert, also felt a sense of relief.
On the battlefield, it is naturally good to strike first, because it can catch the enemy by surprise, but striking last also has its advantages, because if you strike last, the former has already played all the cards in his hand, while the latter still has a chance to win. This is why Zhao Min has been able to endure until now.
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In the final blow, five or six phalanxes of infantry from the Persian side marched out in neat steps. At this moment, Altai no longer had any trump cards in his central camp. After three hours of fighting, there were only his two thousand personal soldiers in the central camp.
He was also a man of some blood. At this moment, he also wanted to lead his two thousand personal soldiers to charge into the bloody battlefield, but in the end, he suppressed this impulse. Although it was the last blow, there might still be a need for a coordinator in the central army camp.
Five or six phalanxes of infantry were about to crash directly into the meat grinder-like battlefield with an overwhelming momentum. At this moment, Zhao Min, who was still on the high platform on the other side of the river, was calm on the surface, but in fact, her heart was trembling.
"Generals, sisters, I will cross the river soon, just hold on."
Zhao Linger, who was standing by, rarely saw Zhao Min so serious. If she was serious, it meant that she was also a little nervous.
Zhao Linger said quickly: "Sister, I don't like seeing your serious expression. Now you are obviously sure of victory. Be happy. The generals and our sisters will be able to stabilize the front line. Don't worry, you are the best among women in the world. This kind of small scene will not be difficult for you."
After hearing this, Zhao Min smiled and said, "Sister, you are really good at comforting people. I will take your good wishes."
"The Persians' final attack has already begun. Once the troops are on the battlefield, it will be very troublesome to withdraw them."
"We will definitely be able to strike back, and my sister is confident of winning this battle. But I would like to trouble you to pass on the order, asking the remaining 25,000 soldiers in our central camp to cross the river quickly. After crossing the river, quickly form a battle line according to my previous deployment."
The sisters have been fighting on the battlefield for several hours. Zhao Linger has been unable to hold back any longer. She is eager to rush to the battlefield as soon as possible, because after receiving the order, she will execute it without hesitation.
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On the battlefield, let’s not talk about how Zhang Wuji withdrew the 30,000 Persian heavy cavalry from the battlefield. Let’s just talk about the main battlefield on the river bank. At this moment, the main battlefield is actually still quite dangerous for the Ming army, because the strategic space that the Ming army on the main battlefield can use at this moment is really too small.
A strip of land twenty miles long and seven or eight miles wide. If they collapsed now, they would most likely be pushed into the river by the Persians. Although it was only a small river, even a small river, if such a collapse occurred, would be enough to drown tens of thousands of Ming troops. So the situation at this moment was actually like Xiang Yu's desperate attempt to cross the river. The Ming army had no way to retreat. With tens of thousands of people crowded on those few makeshift pontoon bridges, how many people could pass? If they didn't want to die, they had to grit their teeth and win this battle.
Looking at the generals on the battlefield, when they saw the Persian army marching towards them in neat steps, the expressions on their faces showed an unprecedented seriousness. They had traveled thousands of miles just to wait for this moment.
Yang Xiao shouted loudly: "Soldiers, do you see the Persian army opposite? They are the last trump card of Persia in this battle. As long as we can block this attack, we will win."
"Throw all the gunpowder bags in our hands over to them and disrupt their army formation first. Once their army formation is disrupted, their combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced."
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