Daming: At the start of the showdown, Lao Zhu was stunned

Chapter 985 Human Sea Tactics
"This is simply... a massacre..."

In the Tatar army formation, Guilichi, Hulegen and others looked at the forest of guns in front of them that looked like a purgatory, and they couldn't help but shudder in their hearts.

The Ming army's bullets and crossbow arrows poured down like rain. The Tatar generals still used whips and even scimitars to force their soldiers to move forward, wading through the forest of spears. Finally, a gap gradually appeared in the forest of spears. The Tatar soldiers cheered and rushed towards the gap like a flood.

However, there were more bodies of soldiers who failed to survive the hail of bullets and fell with their eyes open only a few feet away from the Ming camp.

Being forced to move forward, using their bodies to pave the way for their leader's ambitions... Their deaths were almost meaningless.
"They...did not die because of the Ming Dynasty, they were killed by Bayanchur and Aruta..." Guilichi murmured, because he himself might be sent to the front line at any time, and at this moment this realization and resentment were even stronger than before.

At this moment, the Tatars and the brutal and cruel "Cao's army" in the opera have become one.

"Brother Guilichi, stop being in a daze." Hulegen pulled Guilichi's collar. "While there is a commotion now, move back quietly, or we might be the ones to take action next."

Gui Lichi nodded. He wanted more, to keep him for later use...

……

Not only the Tatar soldiers who were charging, but also the Tatar soldiers in the front row of the main formation were in a state of commotion. Standing at the back, they saw the battlefield situation more clearly, and the "forest of guns" was not the only obstacle ahead.

The dense, sharp swords outside the Ming army camp wall made people feel even colder than the forest of guns under the winter sun. It also made the Tatar soldiers who had just passed through the forest of guns and intended to climb the camp wall to attack the camp feel a strong sense of helplessness and frustration.

It was like a "mountain of knives".

Some people looked at this "mountain of knives" and began to retreat, but more Tatar soldiers chose to move forward.

They had no choice, as the Qiexue soldiers who were supervising the battle were watching them closely. If they turned their backs on the Ming army camp and fled, the Qiexue soldiers would shoot them with arrows without hesitation.

If they were shot as "deserters", they would lose everything they had accumulated through their struggles. The money and property they hid would be divided up by their fellow soldiers in the same tent. Even worse, even their families in the tribe would be convicted.

They had no choice but to move forward, even though there was an unreachable mountain of swords ahead and crossbow arrows and bullets raining down from above their heads.

Because only by winning the battle can they have a chance to survive and have the opportunity to plunder wealth.

This is their only hope in working for the chief.

However, when the offensive of 5,000 people was just about to break through the first line of defense of "forest of guns", and the Ming army on the wall of Weiying camp easily harvested the lives of nearly half of the friendly troops like shooting at a target, looking at the unreachable mountain of swords, they still collapsed.

They cried and howled, and some even dared not to face the cold and terrifying mountain of knives and tried to escape with their backs turned. At this time, the Tatar soldiers who formed the third wave of attack arrived.

The Tatar soldiers, armed with swords and shields, showed no mercy to the deserters who fled from the front line to the rear. They drove them away with their weapons, forcing the former friendly forces back to their original positions, forcing them to pull out the blades fixed on the camp walls again at the cost of their own lives.

"..."

Looking at this scene, Chang Mao couldn't help but frown.

In his early years, he had also seen such cruel and brutal tactics, but after following Zhu Su in battle for several years, coupled with the upgrading of Ming army weapons, he had become increasingly disdainful of such "barbaric" and unjust tactics.

However, it is undeniable that this tactic of not taking friendly casualties into account did make him feel the pressure increased exponentially.

Even he did not expect that the Tatars would have such courage.

If they really ignored the casualties and losses, their situation would be very passive even with the camp wall separating them.

Don't think that the defenders are necessarily more advantageous than the attackers. Yes, as defenders, they can use the camp walls to look down and shoot at the Tatar army with crossbows and muskets.

But the camp wall is not a wide and tall city wall after all, and its scale is not actually very large. For example, although more than 10,000 prisoners were recruited to build the East Camp Wall, at most only about 2,000 people could stand on the camp wall, which was already the limit.

Outside the camp, the Tatars had already deployed more than 7,000 people to attack the East Camp Wall. Even though firing crossbows and muskets was not as laborious as firing bows and arrows, many muskets had already overheated due to the continuous firing.

They can’t kill them all, they can’t kill them all at all!

This situation was actually beyond Zhu Su's expectations in the secret letter. In Zhu Su's expectation, he thought that the camp was built as solid as a rock, and even if the Tatars came to attack the camp, they would definitely stop because of the huge losses.

But Zhu Su did not expect that the Tatars were so determined to capture the Ming camp that they wanted to capture it regardless of the losses.

Perhaps it was because the flags waving in the camp, symbolizing the Ming Dynasty's grandson Zhu Xiongying, were too tempting...

The battlefield was changing rapidly, and Zhu Su was far away in Yingtian, so he could not predict everything. Chang Mao knew that they could only stop this fierce attack head-on.

"Go away." He pushed away the strong man who was beating the drum in front of the war drum, picked up the drumstick, and shouted: "Brothers, hold on!"

"My lord, you beat the drum for me! The sun, moon, rivers and mountains will be forever!"

After saying that, the drumstick came down heavily, and the drum surface vibrated, as if hitting everyone's heart.

"The sun, the moon, the mountains and rivers will last forever! The Ming Dynasty will last forever!"

"Kill the captives!"

The morale of the Ming army was greatly boosted, and the rain of bullets and crossbow arrows suddenly became much denser, suppressing the Tatar soldiers who were climbing the mountain of swords.

……

"General Liu! How is the battle going at the front?" In the camp, Zhu Xiongying was walking in the rear formation, fulfilling his duty as a military supervisor to boost morale. He happened to see General Liu, who was at the front line, hurriedly coming over to mobilize soldiers to transport arrows and other things, so he quickly asked him.

"Your Highness." General Liu saw that it was Zhu Xiongying, his eyes lightened a little, and said, "Not good. The Tatars are crazy. They have completely disregarded the losses and have mobilized more than 10,000 people to attack our small camp wall. Judging from their momentum, they may even send more."

"We don't have enough space on the camp wall, and the Tatars are using bows and arrows to suppress us... I'm afraid we have to prepare to fight the Tatars for the camp wall."

After saying this, he sent people away in a hurry with the requisitioned supplies.

"This... is actually using the human wave tactic?" Zhu Xiongying couldn't help but change color.

(End of this chapter)