The Persian general's words once again resonated with Altai's heart. When facing an unknown danger, the wisest way is to strike back and not act rashly.
Therefore, the Persian heavy cavalry, which had already gathered and was waiting to crush Zhou Zhiruo, Yang Xiao and their team, did not launch the fatal charge.
"Look, sister."
Yu Fei, who always had good eyesight, saw at a glance the increasing number of Ming cavalry gathering in the west.
Zhou Zhiruo smiled and said, "It seems that our worries are unnecessary. In this way, we are safe now. With our cavalry deterring them over there, these heavily armored cavalry of Persia dare not act rashly. We are safe here."
"Keep killing."
Zhou Zhiruo, Yang Xiao, and all the Ming army soldiers crossing the river at this time had noticed the scene of their own cavalry crossing the river.
They may not know yet that the cavalry was led by Zhang Wuji himself, but seeing their own cavalry crossing the river, they still felt a great sense of security.
Similarly, Zhao Min, who was still on the other side of the river, also saw this scene: "That enemy finally arrived. It's really strange why he took so long. Could it be that he is more useless than before?"
Zhao Linger, who was standing by, had an unnatural expression on her face after hearing this: "Sister Min'er, what are you talking about? What do you mean by more useless than before? How can you say that about your own man?"
"Aren't you afraid that I will report you when the young master comes back?"
Zhao Min said with disdain: "Sister, if you kneel down and kowtow to me now, how about I repeat what I just said in front of that enemy?"
Faced with Zhao Min's provocation, Zhao Linger was speechless: "Sister, you have to think about it carefully. If the young master wants to punish you, the most he will do is to ignore your life or death when he has sex with you. But if you offend me, aren't you afraid that after returning to Beijing, I will join forces with other sisters to make things difficult for you?"
"Believe it or not, I will strip you naked and not allow you to wear clothes for a month."
After hearing this, Zhao Min felt a chill in her heart. This punishment of not being allowed to wear clothes was not painful, but it was actually extremely humiliating. If Zhao Linger really dared to say this to her, Zhang Wuji would probably be happy to see her like this.
After figuring out the possible outcome of the matter, Zhao Min was naturally not as tough as before: "Sister, I was just joking with you just now, you can't take it seriously. Given our status, if anyone has to kneel, I should kneel to you, not you to me."
Zhao Linger gave Zhao Min a fierce look and said, "Hmph, it's good that you know it."
"But I don't need you to kneel to me. This has never been allowed between us sisters."
"As long as you win this battle, you will be my sister's eternal hero. For the rest of your life, as long as you don't go too crazy, I won't embarrass you too much."
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As the saying goes, some are happy while others are sad. At this moment, with a large group of Ming cavalry crossing the river, the Ming army was extremely excited. They were more determined to win this battle. But compared with this, Altai's mood was much worse. After all, his advantages were getting smaller and smaller.
If the 200,000-strong army was defeated in this battle, the 70,000 to 80,000 people fighting against Timur on the northern battlefield would probably collapse. In other words, if this battle was lost, the entire Persian Empire, the country he had worked so hard to build, would be destroyed in one battle.
Altai is the emperor. He is used to living a life of superiority. He is used to having beautiful women accompany him every night. If he loses this battle, he is afraid that he will never have beautiful women accompany him again.
A Persian general observed the situation on the battlefield and said, "Your Majesty, now, the Ming army has 70,000 to 80,000 infantry crossing the river, plus 30,000 cavalry. This is the vast majority of the Ming army's expeditionary force to Persia. Now, there are only about 30,000 Ming army infantry left on the other side of the river."
"The war has been going on for more than three hours. In my opinion, it is time for the entire army to attack. As long as we defeat the more than 100,000 Ming troops who have crossed the river, the 20,000 to 30,000 Ming troops on the other side of the river who have not yet crossed the river can only gather the defeated soldiers."
"It's time for the final blow."
"The last blow?" Altai hesitated for a moment. He looked in the direction of the main battlefield, and then looked at the Ming cavalry who were confronting him and also did not make any moves.
"About 30,000 Ming cavalry are eyeing us covetously. If we launch a final attack at this moment, what will happen to those 30,000 Ming cavalry?"
The general said: "The cavalry on the Ming army's side is indeed a trouble, but they did not do anything after they arrived on the battlefield. They were just there to intimidate us. Obviously, they did this because they had concerns. The Ming cavalry there did not dare to join the battlefield at will. Otherwise, once they were caught in the battle, it would be difficult to extricate themselves."
"The cavalry of the Ming army, like our cavalry, are used as the decisive force. In this case, why not let our cavalry fight against the Ming army's cavalry first. Our cavalry are all heavily armored cavalry and there is no reason for them to be defeated. And the infantry in our camp should also take advantage of the situation and push out all at once for the final blow. Even if our heavily armored cavalry cannot defeat the Ming army's cavalry quickly, even if they fail to join the main battlefield in time, but with our 140,000 to 150,000 infantry, can't we suppress the 80,000 to 90,000 Ming army on this battlefield that is less than 20 miles long and less than 10 miles wide?"
"Your Majesty, we can't hesitate any longer. Nowadays, the Ming army's advantage is getting bigger and bigger, and the Ming army's combat power is also very strong. The soldiers on the main battlefield are in a fierce battle. On the main battlefield, once any defeated army appears, one can sweep away ten, and ten can sweep away a hundred. In the national war, once such a scene of defeat occurs, if the defeated army rushes into the camp behind us, everything will be over."
Altai is not a waste. In fact, he has long realized the seriousness of the problem. However, in the national war, the pressure on him is undoubtedly the greatest. Therefore, he can never make up his mind on some key issues.
At this moment, no matter how hesitant Altai was, he had to make the decision to make the final blow. If he hesitated any longer, he would just watch the situation deteriorate further. Once the situation completely collapsed, the so-called final blow would lose its effect.
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