Although Huluke Zhaisang was furious, he had not completely lost his mind. The two thousand-strong troops under his command were not Golden Horde warriors who had nothing to do with him, but an army composed of young men from his tribe and herdsmen from the tribe that followed him.

Although these soldiers are only low-level herdsmen in the tribe, for tribal leaders like Huluk Zhaisang, these soldiers can be regarded as cheap consumables, but it does not mean that they can be consumed so easily.

After all, it takes at least 15 or 6 years for a person to grow into a rider who can go into battle from birth. Whether a tribe on the grassland is strong or not depends on how many young and strong people the tribe has.

If the loss of his thousand-man team was too heavy, it would also be a serious blow to his tribe's position in front of the Khan. He regretted it a little at this moment, letting Rob Sang and the others leave too early.

It was obvious that he could no longer continue to attack recklessly, and the Ming army deliberately gave way to the southern passage, which was obviously a trap. If he continues to attack this way, it is clear that his men will have to endure another death run through the corridor.

However, the Mongol nobles around him were obviously frightened by the tragic experience of their companions just now. They can accept face-to-face combat with the enemy, but no one wants to try this kind of combat that they can't fight back by just being beaten.

Huluk Zhaisang suddenly looked at his feet, and in order to observe the situation on the battlefield, he asked his subordinates to fold a platform more than half a person high for him with a dirt bag.

Looking at these dirt bags, an idea suddenly popped up in his mind, and he raised his head and instructed the two subordinates: "Agudamu and Suhe, let your people transport these dirt bags to the side of those wooden fences and build a few horse paths."

These Southern Barbarians will only have some intrigues, and as soon as our warriors cross this wooden fence, those Southern Barbarians will soon collapse like this line of defense under our feet..."

Standing on the platform, Mao Yuanyi observed the movements of the Mongols, who he had expected to try to attack from the Southern Pass again. But I didn't expect these Mongols to come up with the good idea of building a horse road out of earthen bags so quickly.

Having just broken through the first line of defense, he did not think that after losing the cover of the wooden fence, these soldiers under his command would be able to hold out for a quarter of an hour without array.

In fact, when the Mongols broke through the first line of defense just now, if it weren't for the cadet officers who were planted in the forward troops and called on the soldiers around them to persist in resisting, it is estimated that the first line of defense would collapse even faster, and the losses of the troops would be even greater.

However, Mao Yuanyi did not complain much about these soldiers, these soldiers were able to be selected from the Xuanfu and Datong border towns, which showed that they were already a rare warrior in the border army.

As for the fact that after being broken through the line by the enemy, they became scrambling and wanted to flee to the rear, which only shows that they have not yet departed from the nature of the people.

Xuanfu and Datong had not been at war for decades, and after reaching an agreement of friendship and mutual exchange with the right-wing Mongol tribes, the two border towns relaxed their armaments and focused more on border trade.

This also makes the two border armies of Xuanfu and Datong, known as the important towns of the nine borders, now look like ordinary people, more like soldiers guarding the border.

Although the two border towns were carefully selected, thousands of usable soldiers were selected, but just over a month of training could not make them truly reborn.

On such a real battlefield, after encountering an emergency, the thoughts of the people in them quickly prevailed. Then the soldiers will appear, forgetting their posts and scurrying around like headless flies, looking for a safe position from the enemy.

If it weren't for the severe blow of the second line of defense against the enemy later, the panic of these soldiers gradually dissipated. I'm afraid Mao Yuanyi will have to worry about whether to transfer the reserves in the rear in advance.

But now that the enemy is repeating his old tricks, he can't let the other side easily break through this line of defense again.

It seems that it is time to resort to the last resort, Mao Yuanyi thought in his heart. He turned to the staff officer beside him and ordered, "Let the musketeers and archers in front shoot freely at the enemy on the road." The spearmen were in hundreds, in double rows in front of the forts.

The remaining musketeers and archers lined up behind the spearmen, and after the enemy broke through the wooden fence in front, the squads in front of the wooden fence retreated to the rear through the passage between the phalanxes. In addition, Forts 1-4 were notified to reload their ammunition and prepare to shoot at my orders..."

The shooting of the Ming musketeers and archers caused a lot of losses to the Mongols who had filled the horse road. However, Huluk Zhaisang immediately ordered his cavalry archers to fight back and cover the construction of the horse road.

Although the short cavalry bow was not very strong, but at such a short distance, and because of the special shape of the wooden fence defense line, the Mongols could concentrate more archers to shoot at a certain position, and the Ming army had to give up the attack on the Mongols who filled the horse road.

However, the musketeers and archers of the Ming army immediately launched an attack on the Mongol cavalry archers. Under such a confrontation, it became the Mongols who suffered.

However, in order to cover the construction of the horse road, these Mongolian cavalry archers had to grit their teeth and shoot at the Ming army without giving an inch.

In this regard, the Ming army's infantry archers were the best, compared to the cavalry bows in the hands of the Mongols, the Ming army's infantry bows shot farther and were more powerful. And compared with the Ming army's own muskets, the accuracy of the bow and arrow is obviously more advantageous, and the musket shoots more than 60 steps, and whether the bullet can hit the opponent is completely a matter of luck.

However, musket shooting also has the advantage that any enemy soldier who is hit is basically equivalent to withdrawing from the battlefield.

With the efforts of 5 hundred-man teams, 5 horse roads with the same height as the wooden fence were soon built, which is also thanks to the hard work of the Ming army to pack the soil bags, so that these Mongolians saved a lot of effort.

When the construction of the five horse roads was completed, the straggler line of the Ming army along the wooden fence was immediately modified to a defensive form with spearmen in front and shooters in the rear.

Seeing that the construction of the horse road was completed, Huluk Zhaisang immediately assigned several subordinates to take charge of these passages. At the same time, he also ordered 6 hundred-man teams to attack directly from the three funnel passages.

He hoped to rush into the soldiers inside the wooden fence through the horse road, disperse the guards behind the wooden fence, and then let the 600 cavalry directly break through the defense line, and then assist the troops in front to attack the Ming army who had lost the protection of the defense line.

The early part of Huluk Zhaisang's plan was very effective, and when the five horse paths that pointed diagonally to the top of the wooden fence gradually took shape, the Ming archers who had been standing behind the wooden fences on both sides of the funnel quickly retreated.

Just for a while, because of the construction of the horse road and the shooting with the Ming army, Huluk Zhaisang lost more than half of the hundred-man team, but looking at his own knights riding horses on the five horse roads, he felt that this loss was bearable.

He was convinced that as long as these cavalry crossed that damn wooden fence, there would be nothing left for the Ming army on the other side. Seeing the first batch of knights cross the wooden fence more than half a person high, Huluk Zhaisang immediately ordered his subordinates to let the prepared two hundred-man team attack the southern passage again.

He believed that in the strong offensive in the front, the Ming army may not be able to fully protect his flank, and the Ming army, which was attacked from both sides, would inevitably be more hurried and have no courage to resist in a panic.

This is also the bloody lesson and experience he gained in the battle with the Houjin, but in the past, it was the army of the Chahar Department who was in a hurry, and it was the Houjin army that inflicted flanking attacks.

As an ordinary Chahar herdsman, Jeddah actually prefers to ride horses and gallop on the vast grasslands, grazing sheep with his beloved and so on. He didn't like it at all, picked up a knife and robbed his brother, and he didn't understand why he was swinging a knife at the originally friendly Mingren.

Not enough to worship and fear the blood of the Golden Family since childhood, when the Great Khan ordered him to put down the shepherd whip, pick up the sword, and leave his family to fight for the Great Khan, he obediently accepted this order.

But when he joined the Great Khan's army, he realized that the target of this war was not the Jurchens who were constantly attacking them from the east, nor the Horqin tribe who had betrayed their Mongol brothers.

The army had crossed thousands of miles to the west, but the purpose was to swing the sword at the brothers of the Mongol tribes on the right flank, and plunder the women, pastures and wealth of the Mongol brothers under the name of the same Great Khan, which suddenly made him a little dazed.

Only three generations ago, the right-wing Mongolian tribes and the left-wing Mongolian tribes were still foals drinking milk from the same mare. It was only because of the overly prosperous tribal population that Monan Mongolia had to be separated from some people and moved east to the Liaodong grassland.

For these ordinary herdsmen, the Mongols on the left and on the right, are brothers and relatives. However, when the jackals howled in the east, the Great Khan did not want to resist the wolves, but moved against his own brothers, which made ordinary herdsmen like Jeddah suddenly lose their blind obedience to the Great Khan.

Knowing that their families were still left in the Hetao steppe in Liaodong, and that the Great Khan had transferred his own direct population and the large army drawn from various tribes to the west, who should their families rely on to defend them now?

Even an ignorant Gilda knows that jackals who are accustomed to eating human flesh will not give up any opportunity to eat human flesh. In the same way, the Jurchens in the east would not let go of the herd of horses that had lost the protection of their sons.

The longer he fought in the west, the more disgusted Jeddah became, and he hoped that it would end soon and return home.

However, no matter how disgusted he is with war, he also knows that only by surviving can he see his family, and if he wants to survive on the battlefield, then defeating the enemy he faces is the best chance of survival.

With the belief to survive, in dozens of battles, Jeddah quickly grew from an ordinary herdsman to an excellent knight. His companions even praised him, and after a few more battles, he would be able to be selected as an alternate for the Golden Horde.

Gilda just laughed it off at this statement, and every time he fought, he just thought about how he could survive the battle, not for some bullshit Golden Horde candidate.

And for an outstanding knight like Jeddah, he was naturally placed in the first row of attacks today. As Gilda leaned down against his horse's back, his body consciously swaying up and down to the rhythm of his mount's running, running down the narrow track.

He had only one thought in his mind, that after crossing the wooden fence, he would rush into the enemy's formation as soon as possible, so that he would not be targeted by these Ming men with muskets, and he would not be knocked off his horse by his companions behind him.