"That's not right," Lekedehun still had a lot of questions in his mind. "Isn't the Ming army good at coordinated combat between infantry and cavalry? The infantry go out of the camp and line up, and the cavalry guard the two wings. What's wrong with that?"
"This..." Man Dahai didn't know how to answer.
He had been confused by Li Xingzhong's plan.
yes.
The Ming army was good at coordinated combat between infantry and cavalry, so why didn't they use this method?
Before he could figure out the problem, a messenger came running from a distance.
He came up to Man Dahai and clasped his hands together: "Prince Zheng has ordered your troops to seize the opportunity to attack the Ming army on the western front as soon as possible."
ASAP?
Man Dahai raised his head with a serious expression: "Is the battle on the central front very stalemate?"
"It's very stalemate!" the messenger replied, "The Ming army is attacking the mountain. Logically, our army has the advantage of being on high ground, but the Ming army's tactics are very strange. When they attack the mountain, they don't launch a large-scale charge, but let the bird gun soldiers advance slowly in turns."
"Whenever the Eight Banners soldiers fought back with bows and arrows, they would be attacked by the Ming army's bird guns. Their bird guns were fierce and poisonous, and our army suffered heavy losses." The messenger replied.
"Why not send sword players and musket soldiers for close combat?" Man Dahai asked.
"We sent them, but the effect was average!" The messenger replied, "Although the Ming army's bird guns come in many different lengths, all of them have sharp blades on the front! They are not afraid of close combat, and can even use the advantage of the length of their weapons to kill our swordsmen!"
Man Dahai frowned immediately.
He had seen those bird guns equipped with sharp blades, and they were indeed difficult to deal with.
Man Dahai picked up the clairvoyance again and observed the Ming army camp carefully.
Lekedehun offered a suggestion: "Seventh Uncle, I think we don't need to pay attention to the Ming army in the camp. Their cavalry has retreated, and even if there are soldiers in the camp, they are only infantry. We can bypass them."
"What you said makes a lot of sense, but the premise is that there are really no cavalry in the Ming army camp. If there are, our army will be caught in a desperate situation of being attacked from both sides." Man Dahai kept shaking his head.
Is there or not?
The uncle and nephew were in a dilemma.
"Prince Zheng hopes that you can break through the Ming army's western front as soon as possible and attack the Ming army's flank or rear." The messenger added.
“Huh—” Man Dahai took a long breath and said slowly: “We’ll know whether there is any or not after the fight starts.”
"Uncle Seventh Prince, what you said is absolutely right!" Lekedehun took every opportunity to flatter him.
"Let's do this," Man Dahai began to give orders, "Leave 5,000 Mongolian cavalry on the north bank to guard along the river to prevent them from cutting off our retreat, and the rest of the troops will begin to cross the river."
"After crossing the river," Man Dahai pointed at Lekedehun, "I will lead the main force southward, and you will lead 5,000 cavalry to form a battle array at the southwest corner of the Ming army camp and confront the Ming army in the camp to prevent them from attacking from both sides!"
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