At this time, Zhao Min was like an ant on a hot pot. He was no longer as calm as before, and anxiety appeared on his face.
The Mongolian cavalry was her most valued force. Unexpectedly, they were held back by the Five Elements Flag of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, and only 7,000 people rushed into the decisive battle.
Fortunately, this is also a considerable force, enough to change the situation on the battlefield.
The Mingjiao left wing was turned upside down by the Mongolian cavalry, and the Beggar Clan's advantage became obvious.
However, Lu Qingyun did not expect that Lu Qingyun secretly hid the cavalry specially designed to deal with her by the masters of the Emei sect. As a result, the Mongolian cavalry that rushed into the frontal battlefield did not take advantage of their advantages and were cannibalized and annihilated by the Emei disciples and the Mingjiao army.
The number of cavalry on the left wing was too small to form an effective attack. Zhao Min had no troops to send, and he couldn't help but look at the three thousand cavalry who were held back by the Wuyue Sword Sect in the distance.
A signal must be sent to allow the cavalry to quickly break away from the entanglement, join the left cavalry and rush to the front battlefield.
Zhao Min thought so, and the signal was sent, but it was now difficult for the three thousand Mongolian cavalry to escape. On their way forward, countless horse traps were dug by the disciples of Houtu Banner.
The Wuyue Sword Sect suffered heavy losses. All the disciples below the third level were lost, and only eight hundred of those who could fight were left.
Including the Five Elements Flags who came for support, the number does not exceed 1,500.
The Xibai people who had removed the thick soil flag dug horse pits underground, and only a thousand people fought head-on.
One thousand versus three thousand, the Five Mountains Sword Sect has the advantage.
Master Dingyi was so furious that he charged into the cavalry group first, regardless of his own safety.
The long sword is flying, and the sword energy is vertical and horizontal.
Wherever it passed, people died and horses collapsed.
When the Mongolian cavalry saw Master Dingyi who looked like a murderous god, they all turned their horses to avoid it.
Seeing that his tribe members were being killed one after another, Jiala Fujian had no intention of fighting any more. He turned his horse's head and shouted at his tribe: "Warriors of the Jiala tribe, follow me and charge."
The clan leader's order was naturally obeyed, and all the riders of the Jia La tribe flocked to Jia La Fuji, following him in preparation for the charge.
To the surprise of everyone present, Jia Lafuer led his clansmen in a circle and then suddenly changed direction and galloped away in the direction they came from.
The Wuyue Sword Sect was stunned for a moment and then immediately became overjoyed.
Jia La Fuji fled with 1,500 tribesmen, and the remaining more than 1,000 cavalry were no longer a threat.
There is almost no pressure on the Five Mountains Sword Sect.
"Kill all the Tatar cavalry!"
Following Master Dingyi's angry shout, the Wuyue Sword Sect surrounded the Mongolian cavalry.
The cavalry who cannot charge are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered when facing these martial arts masters, with no power to fight back.
"Bastard, damn, coward!"
Zhao Min watched Jia Labu Er leading his tribe to escape, and then watched helplessly as the remaining Mongolian cavalry were massacred.
He drew out his long sword and slashed at the ground crazily, venting the anger in his heart.
"Princess Princess, without the cavalry, the situation will be very unfavorable for us. For safety reasons, we should leave." Kudutuo persuaded in a low voice.
Zhao Min said stubbornly: "It's impossible. Even without the cavalry, I will not be defeated. The left wing already has a great advantage. As long as a gap is opened in the middle, we will win!"
"Princess, everything is over! Keep Dongshan here, don't worry about running out of firewood!"
Kutoutuo knew that Zhao Min still wanted to rely on her two thousand black-armored guards to turn the tide of the battle.
But as long as the masters of the Wuyue Sword Sect enter the battlefield, her black-armored guards are no match for them, and they will also be killed in a short time.
Zhao Min took a deep breath and quickly calmed down. She didn't want to admit defeat yet, so she looked at the only two hundred black-armored guards left behind Ma Tianbao.
Now they can only rely on the black-armored guards to open the gap in the middle, and then expand their advantage to completely defeat the Mingjiao with the Beggar Gang on the right.
"Ma Tianbao, I will give you the last two hundred black armors, and the black armor guards in the middle. You must open a gap in the middle for me."
"yes!"
Ma Tianbao rushed into the battlefield with his black armored guards.
Zhao Min clenched his fists nervously, success or failure would depend on this!
In the duel in the middle, the number of the two sides was about the same, and the casualties in the battle were not much different. The appearance of the Mongolian cavalry caused the Mingjiao to lose tens of thousands of troops in the middle.
Mingjiao's 60,000-strong army has only 30,000 left after the battle, while the Beggar Clan still has more than 50,000 people.
With a gap of 10,000 people, and having to face the attack of more than 2,000 black-armored guards who were several levels higher than ordinary soldiers, Chang Yuchun's pressure can be imagined.
Reinforcements, he needs reinforcements.
Chang Yuchun couldn't help but look at the position of the commander's flag behind him.
But a few lonely figures standing under Shuai's banner completely shattered his hopes.
Without reinforcements, we have to rely on ourselves!
"kill!"
An angry shout came from far away.
Chang Yuchun couldn't help but look towards the place where the sound came from, and saw in the distance the Five Mountains Sword Sect and the Five Elements Flags attacking the left-wing Tanghe tribe.
Very good!
As long as the left wing does not collapse, the center can hold on!
At this time, Tang Helao was in tears.
Twenty thousand brothers fought hard and now only six thousand are left.
They are on the verge of collapse.
The Five Mountains Sword Sect and the Five Elements Flags rushed in from behind the Beggar Clan like tigers descending from the mountain. It was like a shot in the arm that allowed the Ming Cult disciples to begin to regain their physical strength.
Tang He shouted excitedly: "Brothers, reinforcements are here, kill all those bastards!"
Attacked from the front and back, the Beggar Clan's formation was in chaos.
The Mongolian cavalry of Tuer Shu were blocked by the chaotic Beggar Clan disciples and lost the mobility of the cavalry.
Fighting with martial arts masters, how could a disciple of the Beggar Clan be his opponent? Nearly ten thousand people were killed in just one cup of tea.
The right wing of the Beggar Gang collapsed, and the disciples fled backward like a tide.
Qian Daguang hacked dozens of people to death before stopping the Beggar Clan disciples from escaping and roared:
"The center of the Ming Cult has been penetrated by Captain Yu. As long as we hold on, we will win! Kill, fight back! Anyone who dares to escape will be shot to death!"
The middle road was indeed collapsed as Qian Daguang said. No matter how hard Chang Yuchun led the Mingjiao disciples to resist, the gap in numbers was really too big.
More than two thousand black-armored guards led by Ma Tianbao tore a huge hole like a sharp knife and charged towards Shuaiqi.
Lin Jiutian waved his long knife and directed the Beggar Clan disciples to rush inside desperately.
Yang Yaoqin called the disciples of Emei Jing's generation together and stood in front of Xu Da, making preparations for the final fight.
Xu Da did not expect that the left wing had established an advantage, but the center collapsed.
Feng Sheng's right wing and the Beggar Clan's left wing were in a stalemate and could not mobilize troops for rescue. If they forcibly mobilized troops, the right wing would also collapse.
The black-armored guards of the Beggar Clan were so powerful that ordinary Mingjiao disciples could not stop their attack. Only the masters of the Five Mountains Sword Sect could prevent the defeat in the middle.
Xu Da looked at the leader's wife and Emei disciples in front, wanting them to go deal with the black-armored guards, but in the end he extinguished his thoughts.
Nine people fought against more than 2,000 black-armored guards. Xu Da did not dare to take a gamble.
If the leader's wife is a little damaged, then he will die without redemption!
"Tang He is ordered to deal with the enemies on the left as soon as possible and mobilize the Five Mountains Sword Sect to support the center."
"Marshal Xu, why don't you let me go." Yang Yaoqin also knew that the situation was critical, so she turned around and walked to Xu Da.
