"Share the slap!"

The neat footsteps were still approaching, but someone suddenly shouted a few words from the Ola, and then their people were a little turbulent.

"What is he talking about?"

Zhang Yu turned around and asked.

Some of the people in the army who understood the language of the Oirat people were already trembling. The man shouted excitedly: "He said that the enemy was coming! It was their enemy!"

"What?"

Zhang Yu rushed over excitedly, grabbed the man's clothes, and shouted, "You heard it right?"

People nearby gathered around him, and even Yu Sanhuo and others stared at this person with bright eyes, making him feel very stressed.

"Yes, what I heard was the enemy attack!"

The man said with a blush on his face. Finally, he saw everyone half-believing and half-doubted, so he swears: "If there is a falsehood, the young man will be reincarnated as a beast in his next life."

When he heard reinforcements, Zhao Xinbang, who had been determined to die, also crawled back. He called people to form a gun formation again, and then shouted: "Even if there are reinforcements, can they block the impact of the Oirats? Come close quickly, we need to save ourselves!"

These words seemed like a bucket of ice water, and they were instantly poured down from everyone's heads.

Yes! In the dark night, the impact of the Oirat cavalry is even more unstoppable.

Can Fang Xing block it? Don’t save Xinghe Fort, and you’ve even got yourself in!

Ma Biao knew that if Xinghe Fort and Shahu Fort fell, the Oirats could directly approach the border wall, shock the Ming Dynasty, and create conditions for all parties to follow.

You shouldn't have come!

If the Killing Hu Fort could be saved, then the Ming Dynasty would at least have a fortress here, which would be stuck outside the frontier like a nail, to detect the enemy situation and harass the enemy. Otherwise, when the army arrived, even if they didn't even know the enemy's movements, it would be a big fucking battle!

"Share the slap!"

The footsteps disappeared, and the good eyesight could see that the Oirats were rushing in panic at the fort gate.

“******”

"What are they shouting?"

Zhang Yu asked impatiently.

The sergeant who understood the Mongolian Yuan dialect said hesitantly: "Sir, it seems that the enemy outside is not afraid, and can be defeated by a single rushing formation."

Zhang Yu was exhausted by these changes. He was even thinking about whether he could take advantage of Fang Xing's restraint outside the castle and lead his people to escape.

But he couldn't make up this decision!

Others come to help but you run away. If you say this, Zhang Yu believes that he will not only be engaged in military law, but also tiring his family.

The thousand-house officials of the Oirat were furious. He beat his retreating subordinates and shouted: "What's the terrible thing about the Ming people's infantry? Blast out for me, destroy them, and turn around and clean up here!"

These words completely ignored Zhang Yu's troops, but they let out a sigh of relief.

Zhang Yu whispered: "I hope Fang Xing can... block it!"

As long as Fang Xing could block the Oirats, Zhang Yu would dare to gather the last troops to launch a counterattack. In this way, under the attack between the two sides, he would have a greater grasp of victory.

More than one hundred Oirat cavalry rushed out tentatively, but although the one in front had gone out, the one behind was blocked.

"They are demons!"

The Oar cavalry who had just rushed out of the fort gate suddenly stopped moving forward, blocked the road, and exclaimed.

Seeing his subordinates looking like crazy, Qianhuguan came to the front cursingly and prepared to deal with these shocked guys.
Chapter completed!