Volume 1: The Wind Rises in Tumubao Chapter 19 The Last Gift
If the Oirat people had stopped to study it carefully, they would have discovered that the spacing between these pits was very particular.
When the warhorse crosses the first long pit, it is difficult to avoid falling into the second long pit after landing. Even if it can barely cross the second one, the third, fourth, and fifth ones will follow closely, and ultimately it will be impossible to cross it no matter what.
In fact, the distance between these pits was calculated overnight by Zhu Qizhen, Zhang Fu and others.
Although Zhang Fu and others didn't understand why the emperor had to spend half a night calculating after digging a hole, things like the length of the horse's body, the distance between the front and rear limbs, the running speed... and what were those crooked tadpole-like symbols on the drawings?
Of course Zhu Qizhen didn't have time to explain Arabic numerals to them. He just told them to dig according to this distance, no more, no less.
Chen Huai now had a lot of experience in digging holes. When he heard that there was a new hole, he volunteered to dig it overnight.
Facts have proved that big data will not deceive people. No matter how you jump around, you will eventually fall into the pit based on the results obtained through scientific calculations.
The Wala cavalry in the front line fell off their horses one after another, either falling off their horses or falling into the long pit together with their horses.
In a blink of an eye, at least hundreds of cavalrymen fell off their horses, or more precisely, fell into the pit.
The Wala cavalry who fell into the pit were surprised to find that there was a little surprise left for them by the Ming army. They were some sharpened branches inserted irregularly inside. Once they fell in, no matter whether they were people or horses, they would be pierced.
The chaos in the front directly led to the inability of the rear to move forward. At the gate of the Ming army camp, the cavalry was forced to slow down. Thousands of cavalrymen, including their horses, were stuck together, which was more congested than a main road during rush hour.
"kill!"
At this moment, shouts of killing were heard, and the main forces of the five military camps rushed out to kill the enemy at the gate of the camp.
This time, neither side had any other tricks, it was just a straight forward offensive and defensive battle.
The Oirat people used their speed and bows and arrows to continuously attack the Ming army camp.
The Ming army relied on the terrain and camp walls to fight back.
At the gate of the camp, the fighting had already started, and the battle became intense from the very beginning.
The battle was extremely brutal and both sides suffered continuous casualties.
As the fighting at the gate of the Ming army camp became more intense, the bows and arrows of the Oirat people on the periphery became useless because everyone was mixed together and it was impossible to distinguish between friend and foe.
So, these people gave up their bows and arrows and stepped forward to join in the melee.
The walls of the Ming army camp were gradually destroyed, and multiple gaps appeared. The two sides fought back and forth around these gaps, and the battle became more intense. Even the veteran general Zhang Fu picked up a steel knife and fought with the Oirat people on the opposite side.
In the crowd, a Ming soldier was stabbed in the lower abdomen by a steel knife of the Wala soldier, but he still used up his last bit of strength, stretched out his arms to hold the Wala soldier in front of him, and rolled down the hillside.
Such scenes of exchanging lives for each other are happening everywhere.
Both sides were completely blood-thirsty, and the entire battlefield was filled with fierce shouts and cries of killing.
Zhu Qizhen stood in front of the central military tent, suppressing the discomfort in his chest.
Three days ago, he was just a business manager, and most of his understanding of war came from various strategic games.
And now, the battlefield is littered with broken limbs and the air is filled with a strong smell of blood.
He had only seen this kind of scene in various movies and TV dramas, but now that he was in the situation himself, his stomach was churning.
Seeing Zhu Qizhen's pale face, Fan Zhong couldn't help but said, "Your Majesty, it's dangerous here, let's go back to the tent for now..."
“No need!”
Zhu Qizhen let out a long breath, then slowly drew out the dragon-patterned sword from his waist.
"Follow me to kill the enemy!"
After saying that, he rushed forward without looking back.
Fan Zhong was immediately shocked, this was not in the original plan!
Without thinking, he picked up a pair of copper hammers and chased after him.
At this time, the Oirat had already broken through the camp gate, and the Ming army kept retreating. Suddenly, someone shouted loudly: "The emperor is coming, the emperor is coming!"
"Look, the Emperor is here to personally fight the enemy!"
"Long live the emperor!"
"Long live the emperor!"
The Ming army on the field was like a chicken with its blood pumped up, forcing the Oirat people to retreat, and the two armies fell into a stalemate again.
Faced with the stubborn resistance of the Ming army, the Oirat people seemed determined to win the battle and had no intention of giving in.
At this moment, both sides knew very well that whoever took a step back first would lose.
"kill!"
Zhu Qizhen roared and swung his sword, killing a Wala soldier.
His eyes were red, he was breathing heavily, and he was walking towards the next target.
Fan Zhong followed closely, and when he met an enemy, he would go forward and hit him with a hammer, making the opponent lose his fighting ability, and then Zhu Qizhen would collect the head.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
Zhang Fu rushed in front of Zhu Qizhen. Zhu Qizhen was already blood-thirsty and thought someone was attacking him by surprise, so he subconsciously stabbed him with his sword.
Fan Zhong was quick-witted and quick-handed. He tapped the sword lightly with a copper hammer. Zhu Qizhen felt a numbness in the palm of his hand and the sword almost slipped out of his hand.
Zhang Fu was so scared that he was stunned. What was going on?
Zhu Qizhen finally reacted and asked, "What happened?"
Zhang Fu hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, we can withdraw now!"
Zhu Qizhen turned his head and glanced at the densely packed Wala people, and said, "Retreat!"
Immediately afterwards, a sharp whistle sounded, and at the same time, the Ming army suddenly gave up resistance and began to retreat.
Ala was overjoyed, but in the end the Ming army could not hold on and retreated first.
"Chase!"
"kill!"
“Go!”
The Wala soldiers swarmed in from the gate of the camp, while the Ming army ran up the slope. There was another gate at the other end of the camp.
The Ming army retreated very quickly. In just a cup of tea, all of them had withdrawn. At this time, the camp had been occupied by the Oirat people.
Bayan watched from afar and saw Ala attacking the Ming army camp, so he decisively gave the order to attack.
We can’t let Ala take all the fat meat for himself!
The 30,000 troops were already ready to go. After receiving the order, they immediately began to cross the river and advance towards the Ming army's position.
While Ala continued to pursue the victory, suddenly, a flash of light appeared.
boom!
An explosion suddenly sounded inside the camp gate where the Ming army was retreating.
The sound was not loud, only slightly louder than firecrackers.
Before the Wala people could react, there were a few more loud rumbling sounds.
The sound of explosions rang out continuously from the camp gate to the center of the camp.
Then...
Boom!
After several explosions, there was a loud bang!
Boyan, who was far away
In the center of the Ming army camp, a huge explosion directly created a big pit.
Countless Wala cavalrymen were injured and fell to the ground, and the entire hillside was shaking.
This was all the gunpowder the Ming army had, mixed with a large amount gravel, and was the final blow left for the Oirat people.
In addition to physical damage, the huge explosion was a devastating blow to the war horses. Almost all of the horses went crazy. Some cavalrymen fell off their horses, but their feet were entangled in the stirrups and were dragged and trampled by the mad horses. It was a horrible sight.
