At this moment, Yang Xiao was more anxious than before.
The reason was simply that Zhou Zhiruo and Yu Fei had already arrived on the battlefield, and after they arrived, who would be the next to take the stage?
Most of Zhang Wuji's women are of high cultivation level, including his own daughter. Although his daughter's cultivation level is not as good as Zhou Zhiruo and others, it is acceptable overall. As a father, as a father who is a general, he naturally does not want his daughter to put herself in danger. Therefore, the only way to avoid this from happening is to expand the advantage of the Ming army as soon as possible. Only by expanding the advantage of the Ming army, and only when tens of thousands of Ming troops charge towards the Persian camp together, his daughter will be the safest.
If we want to achieve this goal, we have to work harder.
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A quarter of an hour later, in the Ming army camp, Zhao Min stood on a high platform and said to Wei Xiangjun below: "Sister Xiangjun, go find your father and ask him to lead his troops out. After crossing the river, continue to advance along the river bank and seize more footholds."
After hearing this, Wei Xiangjun went to find his father without any hesitation. Only a moment later, a square formation of more than 10,000 soldiers appeared neatly on the river bank.
Some of them crossed the river from the place where Yang Xiao and his team had crossed the river before, while the other part built a new pontoon bridge. After all, a large army of hundreds of thousands needed to cross the river, and relying on just a small pontoon bridge was far from enough.
After an unknown amount of time, two generals of the Ming Dynasty finally appeared on the other side of the river. They were both galloping across the river. This was tantamount to tipping the scales of victory or defeat, and it added another chip to the Ming army's advantage. However, people's joys and sorrows were not the same, just like Altai at this moment. He had an army of 200,000, but he had to watch the Ming army gain a foothold on the river bank.
He knew what he should do at this moment. The Ming army's position on the river bank could not be expanded any further. If the Ming army was allowed to expand its position, then what would happen next would probably become uncontrollable.
So, Altai gave another order, letting one of his generals lead 10,000 elite soldiers to attack directly. What he wanted to do now was to destroy the Ming army that crossed the river as soon as possible.
A quarter of an hour later, a Persian army of more than 10,000 people pressed towards the river bank. However, Zhao Min had anticipated the Persians' intentions.
"Pass the order down, let our two hundred cannons bombard the Persian soldiers who are pressing towards the river bank, and don't worry about the reserve of artillery shells."
Zhao Min's order was soon perfectly executed. Countless cannonballs flew towards the Persian camp. Their army was soon in disarray, but even so, the Persian soldiers still pushed to the other side of the river.
Zhao Min looked at the battlefield on the other side of the river for a few more seconds, then called Qianye to her side.
"Sister, what do you want to see me for?"
Zhao Min smiled and said, "When you rescued Xiao Zhao, did you cross this river on horseback?"
Qianye said: "I have already told my sister about this matter."
"This stream is not very deep, and there must be a shallower place. As long as the cavalry can find the right place, they can cross the river. It's just that the speed of crossing the river will be slower."
Zhao Min said: "It doesn't matter if we go slower. We don't know when this battle will end. You, Longze, and Cang Jing, the three of you go find General Yin, and then lead 10,000 cavalrymen to find a place upstream of this stream that is relatively easy to cross the river."
"After crossing the river, we will rely on the mobility of the cavalry to rush back as soon as possible and help disperse the Persian soldiers on the other side of the river."
"Our army of more than 100,000 must cross the river as soon as possible, do you understand?"
Qianye Kong said: "I understand, I will do it right away."
After Qianye Kong left, Zhang Wuji smiled at Zhao Min and said, "Min'er, the battle with the Persian soldiers here is fierce, and you have found another place to cross the river. I'm sure Altai would never have thought of it."
Zhao Min said: "Altai is also a waste. It's a pity that he has so many soldiers. Theoretically, he should be the attacking party in this battle, but in fact, he has not even sent out a single soldier to harass us."
On the other side, in Altai, although the situation on the battlefield was still within his control on the surface, in fact, the probability of this control was getting smaller and smaller.
At this moment, he had to admire Zhang Wuji's attitude in some previous battles.
Because since the Ming army entered Persia, it seems that it has never demonstrated its true combat power in any war. After entering Persia, the Ming army was almost in a state of avoiding war. Unless they encountered a war that they had to fight, otherwise, their choice was generally to bypass those cities that were not easy to attack. After entering Persia, the Ming army had been looking for opportunities for a direct decisive battle.
This means that it was not until now that Altai had some real understanding of the Ming army's combat effectiveness.
Take the battle on the river bank for example. There are only a few thousand Ming troops crossing the river at this moment, but they have tied up more than 10,000 of their own soldiers. If this continues, if the Ming troops on the river bank can gather tens of thousands of people, if they can launch a charge of tens of thousands of people, then what will be the probability of their side stopping the Ming army?
"We can't go on like this."
After much deliberation, Altai finally turned his gaze to the group of Persian Mingjiao elders not far behind him.
"Elders, I believe you have all seen what the battlefield looks like."
"Due to limitations on the battlefield along the riverbank, not too many troops can be deployed. Even if tens of thousands of troops were to rush over together, there would be no room for maneuver."
"Moreover, I absolutely cannot let a mere few thousand Ming troops tie down my tens of thousands of troops, so I still need you to play a role right now."
"Since the war started, you have sent out more than a dozen masters, but the gains seem to be still zero. I don't want to hear any explanation, and there is no need for it. Now, I just want the heads of one or two Ming army generals."
"So you elders should stop sending out those so-called masters of the sect. How about you go and chop off one or two heads of Ming army generals for me?"
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