If they did not succeed in their robbery, their families would have already been killed by the Great Ming Iron Cavalry.
Then what were they waiting for?
Most of the Tartar tribes couldn't wait to return.
"Everyone, perhaps this is a conspiracy of the Ming Empire! How could they have so many cavalry?
In my opinion, there must be a trap! You can't easily return to the army!"
Anda remained calm.
He had the bloodline of the Golden Family.
Usually, he considered himself as the descendant of Genghis Khan, and was bragged by his subordinates as the new generation's prodigy...
They had 100,000 elite soldiers, 500,000 ordinary soldiers, and a population of 1.2 million.
Therefore, Anda's words carried the most weight.
But today, there were many people challenging his authority.
"Great Khan, the intelligence of the Great Ming cavalry entering the grasslands is absolutely credible.
"The Great Ming cavalry braved the wind and snow to kill anyone they saw on the grasslands and burn the blindfold!”
"That's right, my scouts have reported it to me.”
"The Great Ming Steel Cavalry are even more bloodthirsty than us.”
"Be it humans or cows and sheep, kill them all, old or young…they are simply a bunch of wild beasts!”
After the tribal leaders finished speaking, the tent fell silent.
But if they didn't retreat and allowed the Great Ming Cavalry to burn, kill, and rob their families.
Perhaps even Anda's own trusted aides would rebel…
How should he choose?
What should he do?
Retreat or not?
No matter what he chose.
The people were at ease, and the morale of the soldiers was even higher.
He tried to attack many times.
Some of the soldiers who were transferred from the south began to undergo actual combat training.
It was suitable for cavalry battles and could coordinate with the assault of musketeers and cavalry.
——
On the impregnable pass, Da Tong Commander Zheng Jimin looked at the tragic battle below the city and felt extremely comfortable.
It could be said that protecting Da Tong was protecting the Ming Dynasty.
The bombardment continued…
The generals of the Great Ming Dynasty on the impregnable pass had long prepared to go out of the city to kill the enemy.
"Commander, the Tartars don't dare to charge anymore. We can attack!“
Luo Wei, the assistant minister of the Ministry of War, said to Zheng Jimin, the commander of Datong.
"General Supervisor, I have the same thoughts as you."
"Your Majesty's decree contains Your Majesty's thoughts. I believe that Your Majesty's brilliant plan is enough to stabilize the world!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the supervisor was confused.
Zheng Jimin raised his spear and ordered his men to launch a general attack on the Ttar cavalry.
It was a tough journey for the Ming soldiers.
They braved the wind and snow to travel thousands of miles back and forth in the bitter cold.
He was already filled with anger towards the Tartars.
Now that they heard the commander's order, they turned around and followed behind Zheng Jimin.
They raised their javelins and sabers and charged at the Tartar cavalrymen!
At this moment, after the impact of the Yellow River water.
There were only a handful of Tartar cavalrymen with weapons.
The horses were also washed away by the surging river.
When they saw the shining white sabers in the hands of the soldiers of the Ming Empire.
They knew that they could only survive by running away.
In order to find a way out, they attacked the people around them crazily.
Some clear-headed Tartar generals tried to reorganize their troops and fight against the Great Ming Cavalry.
However, their words were useless.
Everyone's eyes were red as they looked for a way out.
If he ran over and entered the grassland, he would be able to survive, but everything was destined to be in vain...
Zheng Jimin's spear fell and pierced through a Tartar tribe leader...
Anda's youngest son was stabbed in the throat by Zheng Jimin…
With the death of Anda's youngest son, the Tartar army's morale collapsed even more.
The Tatar cavalrymen were in complete chaos.
Zheng Jimin led the cavalry and musketeers of the three battalions to charge left and right.
Beheading was like cutting grass.
The morale of the Tatar cavalrymen quickly dropped to the lowest point and collapsed.
Some Tartar soldiers tried to sneak attack Zheng Jimin and turn the situation around.
However, no one was Zheng Jimin's match.
The battle lasted until night. On both sides of the Yellow River, there was killing everywhere.
Whether it was the time, the terrain, the people, the troops, the weapons, or the morale.
The army of the Ming Empire had an overwhelming advantage.
The Tartars were fighting like trapped beasts.
They could already tell that the Ming Empire's army wanted to wipe them all out here.
The raging Yellow River divided the Ttar cavalry into two.
The combat strength of the Tata cavalry that had lost their formation was greatly reduced.
On the south side of the Yellow River was the 200,000 soldiers led by Zheng Jimin, the commander of Datong.
The Datong Garrison and reinforcements from all over the world, including the Xuan Manor Commander Xu Feng's 100,000 troops, had superior firepower.
On the north bank of the Yellow River was Li Chengliang's 150,000-strong army.
Li Chengliang blocked the only path of retreat for the Tartar cavalry.
The grassland was the home of the Tarist cavalry, but it was impossible to cross it!
Not many of them had weapons and could only be killed by the Great Ming Cavalry!
The Yellow River became their collective burial ground.
Their corpses would be buried by the Yellow River in a few days.
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