After hearing what Zhao Linger said, Zhou Zhiruo regained some of her sanity.
She looked around again, but still couldn't see Zhao Min. However, their current situation was already very bleak.
The 20,000 men led by Zhou Zhiruo have already rushed into Zhao Min's front camp.
But at this moment, Zhao Min's tens of thousands of infantry had squeezed them into a very small space.
Such a small space greatly reduces the mobility of the cavalry.
Add to that the torrential rain of arrows that surrounded them, and from the previous charge until now, I'm afraid thousands of people have died here.
Zhou Zhiruo shouted to Zhao Linger, "Sister, this is not a solution. Zhao Min is not here, and our 20,000 soldiers can't stay here. We need to find a way to break out, and then charge back and forth a few times. We should be able to eliminate Zhao Min's vanguard."
Zhao Linger looked around and said, "Sister, what you said makes sense. However, the two armies are already deadlocked at this moment, and it is difficult to break out."
Zhou Zhiruo said: "Even if it is difficult, we have to try. If we continue fighting like this, the mobility of our 20,000 cavalry will become worse and worse. When they can't run away, these 20,000 people will be finished."
"We sisters, take the lead and tear open a hole first."
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In fact, there is still a space behind the 20,000 cavalry led by Zhou Zhiruo where they can come and go freely.
However, the battle line of 20,000 people was very long, and coupled with the desperate fighting of Zhao Min's tens of thousands of infantry, Zhou Zhiruo's 20,000 people were already in a state of loss of distance between the front and the back.
Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Linger charged ahead. Naturally, they were invincible unless they encountered any experts.
But when Zhou Zhiruo ordered the charge, she told the soldiers to charge forward bravely, go straight to Zhao Min's dragon flag, and take Zhao Min's head.
Therefore, the thousands of people behind these 20,000 soldiers were still desperately pressing forward.
But Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Linger, who were leading the group, had already stopped because they couldn't find Zhao Min. This meant that nearly 20,000 cavalrymen were about to pile up together.
"If this continues, these 20,000 people will surely be buried here."
After a brief discussion, Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Linger went forward to fight again, no matter what, to let the soldiers break through first.
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Despite doing so, Zhou Zhiruo now regretted it. She regretted having spoken up and suggested this idea. If they won this battle, it would be fine, but if they lost, she was afraid that she would feel guilty towards Zhang Wuji for the rest of her life.
Where was Zhao Min's dragon banner that symbolized her imperial power? This flag with three tails was like a nail, firmly nailed into Zhou Zhiruo's heart.
Strictly speaking, this was the first time that Zhou Zhiruo confronted Zhao Min alone, but even for this first time, she had already lost before the fight even started.
She first swung her sword at the dragon banner, and the powerful sword energy directly cut off the flagpole under the dragon banner.
After slashing with the sword, Zhou Zhiruo shouted loudly: "Zhao Min has escaped. Our Ming army has won this battle. Follow me and fight our way out."
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On the other side, Zhao Min was standing on horseback, looking at the battle situation in the distance.
When she found out that her dragon banner had been cut down, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.
The dragon banner was located right in the middle of her front camp. The fact that the banner was cut off was enough to prove that Zhang Wuji's 20,000 cavalrymen had fallen into Zhao Min's trap.
Zhao Min did not expect to completely annihilate those 20,000 people, but as long as she could trap them on the battlefield for half an hour, it would be enough.
Even if a few men could break free from that small battlefield within half an hour, it would not affect the overall situation.
Zhao Min still has nearly 50,000 cavalrymen in her hands. These 50,000 people were brought out by her from Zhigu Village. They did not suffer any losses when she conquered Jinyang. Therefore, Zhao Min's cavalrymen are still in their prime.
After taking a deep breath, she pointed the sword in her hand at Zhang Wuji's central military camp.
"Soldiers, this is the last move. In today's battle, I don't want to defeat Zhang Wuji, but to kill him. Whoever can take his head will have a share of the country and the nation will be divided equally. Attack directly towards his central camp and kill him."
After giving the order, nearly 50,000 cavalrymen under Zhao Min's command pressed towards Zhang Wuji like a dark cloud.
It was only a few miles away, but Zhang Wuji already felt the pressure. More than a hundred years ago, the Mongols almost ruled the entire world with their horsemanship.
Even today, the Mongols have lost their former majesty and bravery, but their horsemanship is still better than that of the cavalry under Zhang Wuji.
Zhang Wuji sighed and looked around him.
General Yin is not here, General Wei is not here, my sister is not here, Zhiruo is not here either. He is the only one left who can fight and has better cultivation.
Zhou Zhiruo's previous plan of using the advantage of having more experts on her side to kill Zhao Min in the chaos of the battle between the two armies was now completely impossible to achieve.
"Brother Wuji, don't think too much. Zhao Min's cavalry is getting closer and closer": Yang Buhui said.
Zhang Wuji smiled at her and Wei Xiangjun and said, "Really? This time, I'm afraid I'm going to embarrass myself in front of you two girls."
"There is a high probability that I won't win this battle."
"When we charge, you two must follow me closely. If we are separated, don't fight to the death. Run west. When we meet up with General Yang's troops, we will still be able to fight."
"Do you understand?"
Yang Buhui nodded heavily and said, "Don't worry, Brother Wuji, we sisters will protect ourselves."
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Without further ado, Zhang Wuji drew the long sword from his waist and charged towards Zhao Min's cavalry.
He had already realized that he might be defeated, but he couldn't just withdraw.
After all, on another battlefield not far away, there are more than 30,000 of his soldiers fighting fiercely. If he withdraws at this time, they will surely be wiped out here.
Therefore, in this unfavorable situation, Zhang Wuji had to fight to the death.
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The two groups collided with each other in an instant. Many soldiers did not die by swords and guns, but were simply knocked to death.
The moment the two armies collided, Zhang Wuji felt the gap between them.
Even though the Mongolians' horsemanship was not as fierce as it was a hundred years ago, it was definitely not comparable to the cavalry under Zhang Wuji's command at this moment.
At this moment, all the unfavorable factors on the battlefield have appeared on Zhang Wuji's side.
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