An unprecedented achievement was right in front of them. The Persian soldiers had suffered hundreds of casualties, while the Ming army had suffered zero casualties.
With such a huge contrast in casualties, how could the morale of the Ming army not be high?
A quarter of an hour later, a small number of Ming army soldiers had landed on the other side of the river.
As the first general to arrive, Yang Xiao was naturally among them.
They were all battle-hardened generals, and he hurriedly gave orders to the soldiers in the rear, urging them: "Hurry up, the Persians must be thinking of attacking us when we are halfway across the river."
"We can't hesitate now, cross the river quickly."
Under Yang Xiao's urging, his soldiers naturally sped up their crossing of the river.
Gradually, the number of Ming army soldiers on the other side of the river reached hundreds.
At this moment, the Persian general on the other side of the river also saw the opportunity and immediately led 3,000 soldiers to rush forward.
At a distance of several hundred steps, they were bombarded by two rounds of artillery stones while charging. However, the Persian vanguard generals and soldiers were all brave men. They carried two rounds of artillery stones and rushed to the river bank to fight with the Ming army after suffering hundreds of casualties.
Hundreds of Ming army soldiers who had crossed the river first had already lined up. They held up their large shields and formed a small line of defense. Behind the line of defense formed by the shields were Ming army soldiers holding long spears and bows and arrows. They either desperately stabbed with their spears or shot arrows. From this moment on, a brutal close combat began.
Zhao Min, who was watching the battle on the high platform in the back, smiled and said, "The time to temper our will has begun."
"If Yang Xiao can hold on, our position on the other side of the river will become larger and larger. At the same time, the speed at which the soldiers cross the river will also become faster and faster. But if Yang Xiao is suppressed, I'm afraid we'll have to find another way."
Zhang Wuji said: "Don't worry, Min'er, Yang Xiao is still fine."
"He has good cultivation and is loyal. Anyone can be afraid of fighting, but he will never be afraid of fighting."
Zhao Min glared at Zhang Wuji and said, "Hmph, what you said is not wrong, but there is another layer of connection you haven't mentioned."
"Then Yang Xiao can be considered your father-in-law, right?"
"Even for Yang Buhui's sake, he dare not disobey his will. Otherwise, how can Yang Buhui hold her head up in the harem?"
Zhang Wuji was speechless: "Min'er, why do you mention this relationship?"
"I have always used people according to their abilities. Even you didn't rely solely on your body to reach the position of Grand Marshal."
Now, Zhao Min was speechless: "Not entirely?"
"What do you mean not entirely?"
"Could it be that even though I am the Grand Marshal, some of this happened because I slept with you?"
Zhang Wuji smiled and said, "Min'er, I know you are capable, but from my point of view, you and I are husband and wife, so there is still some relationship in that aspect."
"Who made me like you?"
Zhao Min glared at Zhang Wuji and said, "No wonder that vixen Zhou Zhiruo said you were a lustful man. When it comes to lust, you really can go to great lengths."
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Looking at Yang Xiao at this moment, he did not retreat a single step in the face of several times more Persian soldiers. With his bravery, he led his soldiers to charge back and forth. Within a quarter of an hour, he expanded Jiang Anshang's position a lot. Moreover, with his super high cultivation, he even killed a Persian general.
When Yang Xiao held up the Persian general's head with his long hair, the Persian camp immediately became chaotic, and this commotion also allowed Altai to quickly learn the news.
“What?, dead?”
Altai couldn't believe it. The battle had only lasted less than half an hour. Not to mention the casualties among his own soldiers, a general had even been killed in the battle.
This was a heavy blow that Altai could not accept.
He quickly appointed another general from the army to replace the deceased and continue to command the battle. Then, Altai turned his gaze to the Persian elders.
"My elders, the survival of Persia depends on this battle."
"As for whether the Persian Ming Cult will still exist after this battle, it depends on the results of our battle today."
"A general has been killed on my side. Obviously, the vanguard general of the Ming army was also a powerful figure. Please send two people to get the head of the vanguard general of the Ming army."
Altai's words were not a discussion, but an order. What happened today was all caused by this group of brainless people kidnapping the so-called saint from the Ming Dynasty. If that had not happened, the situation would not have reached its current state.
Looking at the group of elders within the sect, although they had never imagined the situation would turn out like this, after all, it had already come to this. What else could they say? Grit their teeth and fight this battle. After all, victory would erase all their previous wrongdoings. If they could use this momentum to annex the Timurid Empire, or march eastward to directly invade the Ming Dynasty, then they would all be heroes. Then, in that vast country of Ming, each of them would find a dozen beautiful girls. Wouldn't that be a great pleasure?
Among the elders of the Persian Ming Cult, two of them soon went into battle. Their cultivation within the cult was above average, and they were confident that the two of them together could kill a vanguard general of the Ming army in the midst of the chaos.
About half a quarter of an hour later, when the number of Ming troops crossing the river reached more than a thousand and the Ming soldiers had suffered certain casualties, the Persian general who took over the command and two Persian Mingjiao masters also arrived at the scene of the chaos.
The Persian soldiers who were a little at a loss just now slowly stabilized their position, and the two Persian Mingjiao masters also locked their eyes on Yang Xiao.
They rushed towards Yang Xiao with their fangs bared and claws, and almost immediately started fighting with Yang Xiao.
The two masters were very confident at the beginning, but when they actually fought with Yang Xiao, they found that he was not as simple as he seemed.
Who is Yang Xiao? Before he became a general, he was the so-called Left Protector of Light, so his cultivation was naturally beyond reproach.
How could these Persian frogs in a well possibly understand his abilities? The three of them battled for about half an hour before one of the Persian Mingjiao masters was beheaded, leaving the remaining one terrified.
"What's going on? How can he be so powerful!"
The remaining expert was stunned and stabbed through the chest by a sword. Neither Altai nor the Persian Mingjiao elders sitting in the back had expected such an outcome.
Therefore, when the news of the death of two Persian Mingjiao masters in the front reached Altai's ears, he said to the elders behind him with an uncontrollable fury: "What do you mean? Do you think that after this battle, even if Persia is defeated, you elders can still enjoy wealth and glory?"
"The Persian Mingjiao has hundreds of years of history, and legend has it that it is full of talented people. Are the so-called masters of your time just a bunch of people who are just asking for their heads?"
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