The screams suddenly echoed throughout the grassland.

The heavy soldiers in front were covered in heavy armor, so they were naturally not afraid of the archers of the tile-spike cavalry, but the archers behind them were different. They were just very thin wallets, because the heavy armor could only make them less flexible in movements, so they naturally could not stop the tile-spike cavalry's bows and arrows, and it would be normal for casualties.

Jiang Lang couldn't help but frowned slightly and ordered Chen Mengshan next to him: "Call the archers to retreat, and the spearmen are ready to take over. When the Wassai cavalry turned, the left-wing cavalry immediately surrounded and leave as many of the Wasai cavalry as possible!"

The speed of the cavalry of the Wassus cavalry is not comparable to that of the Ming army for just a few months of training. If they are forced to stay, even if they kill one thousand enemies, they will lose 800. Even if they have an advantage in number, only a part of them can fight against Wassus. Moreover, Jiang Lang means that Yesen and Tuotuobu will fight to the death, not himself.

"Dongdongdongdongdong..."

The war drums were beaten again, and the flag soldiers who were responsible for conveying the message quickly conveyed Jiang Lang's meaning.

Sure enough, when the thorn flag soldiers in front of him were about to hit the heavy armored soldiers in front of the Ming army, they suddenly turned miraculously, avoided the heavy armored soldiers in front, and rushed towards the cavalry next to them. At the same time, the bows and arrows in their hands were replaced with sabers.

The cavalry on the right wing of the Ming Dynasty were not afraid, and they rode their horses toward the cavalry with the thorns.

The cavalry on the left wing also began to run and chase the Wassai cavalry. Once the cavalry in front of the Wassai is blocked, the Ming cavalry behind can immediately catch up, cut off the Wassai's retreat, and then form a clamping force. At the same time, the infantry also began to move and approached the front with neat steps.

"Dongdongdongdongdong..."

A fierce drum sound came from the Watshu camp, as if seeing through Jiang Lang’s intentions.

Sure enough, the soldiers who were supposed to pounce on the Ming cavalry were like a miracle, and turned a corner again. They did not fight directly with the Ming cavalry, but rubbed the edge and then went back. If they could look down from above, they would definitely find that the cavalry of Watshu was circled in front of the Ming cavalry formation, like a garden, and the left and right wings of the Ming Dynasty were like two straight lines.

"It seems they don't want to fight with us!"

Jiang Lang couldn't help but sigh and ordered: "Send the order, the cavalry will not need to chase after you, so as not to cause unnecessary casualties!"

Now the cavalry of the thorns is like a moving ring. If the ring is forcibly interrupted, it will only cause great losses to oneself, just like forcibly inserting an iron rod into a high-speed machine. The machine may stop, but the loss of the iron rod is not small.

Jiang Lang's order was immediately passed down, and the Ming cavalry also turned around while running, not in contact with the cavalry of Wats. The three cavalry seemed to be like three rotating circles, but did not contact each other.

The Wassus cavalry did not stop. After a circle, they left behind dead bodies on the ground and then left.

When the Ming cavalry returned to their own formation, they could only see the yellow dust left by the thorn cavalry after they left.

Now Yesian, Tuotuobuhua, and the Ming army are already three-legged in this grassland. Jiang Lang naturally does not want to consume too much of his troops on Yesian's soldiers, and Yesian does not want his own tens of thousands of cavalry to fight Jiang Lang's more than 100,000 troops. That is undoubtedly a rock with eggs. Facing the double pressure of Tuotuobuhua and the Ming Dynasty, it is already what he needs to do most now.

Looking at the Wastu Cavalry who was about to go, Jiang Lang said: "Get off the troops, count the casualties immediately, and then the generals came to my tent at the same time!"

Chen Mengshan nodded and immediately sent an order. After the sound of the withdrawal drums came to mind, the Ming army began to retreat in an orderly manner. There are also some specialties in this retreat. It is definitely not a kind of running around, but a mutual cover. Even if the cavalry returned, they could quickly turn from retreat into a formation to an attack, without making the entire camp confused because of the sudden situation. The enemy had already been in chaos before the enemy arrived.

Jiang Lang returned to the big tent and did not take off his armor, so he sat in front of the tent. In front of him was a small table, with the Shangfang sword given by Emperor Jingtai on it. A small incense burner was emitting green smoke, diluting the bloody smell of some Jiang Lang.

One after another, Chen Mengshan and others also arrived at the big tent and saluted Jianglang together, then they sat on Jianglang's lower head respectively.

After looking at everyone lightly, Jiang Lang asked: "How is our casualties?"

Chen Mengshan immediately stood up and bowed: "After statistics, we have suffered more than 2,000 casualties, including more than 500 deaths, 350 archers, and more than 100 cavalrymen. The injured soldiers have now been properly treated and their lives are no longer serious. As for the soldiers who died in battle, they have begun to be buried, and their names will be recorded in order to pay pensions later."

Jiang Lang nodded. As for the moment, it was appropriate to deal with it. He added: "The pensions of soldiers who died in battle must be fully and properly distributed to them. They have sacrificed their lives and shed blood for the country. We will never allow their families to cry. If someone finds that they embezzle the pensions alive, they will definitely be spared!"

"yes!"

Chen Mengshan immediately bowed his hand and was about to sit down.

Jiang Lang asked again at this time: "How much has the Watshu cavalry lost?"

Chen Mengshan suddenly showed a hint of hesitation, but he immediately said: "After statistics, more than a thousand people were killed in the battle of the Wastu cavalry, and no wounded!"

The reason for not having wounded soldiers is actually very simple. The tile stings are almost all cavalry. After being shot in the arrow, many of the soldiers in front fell off their horses. The cavalry from the tile stings flocked to the ground. Some of the soldiers who fell to the ground were only slightly injured, but there was no way out of life under the tile stings and almost all died. So why are the tile stings left on the battlefield this time and there are no wounded soldiers.

Jiang Lang sighed slightly in his heart. He had long expected this result. Although the number of soldiers in the Ming Dynasty stood at the majority, many of them were recruits, whether they were cavalry or archers, and they were not comparable to those of the Wassus Cavalry for the time being.

He raised his hand and signaled Chen Mengshan to sit down. Jiang Lang said, "Tell me my order to bury the corpses of the thorn soldiers. No corpse abuse will be allowed. As enemies, they should also deserve our respect."

The messenger at the door immediately went to convey Jiang Lang's order.

Jiang Lang looked at the generals below and asked, "One of our side is nearly 100,000 soldiers, and only 30,000 tiles have been slaughtered. We have caused more than 1,000 casualties to them, but they have caused more than 2,000 casualties to us. I wonder if you have the above views?"

After saying that, Jiang Lang looked at the generals below and waited for their reply.

Chen Mengshan and the generals below looked at each other, and then Chen Mengshan gritted the bullet and said, "There is still a big gap between us and Washu. This time our confrontation was largely a confrontation on bows and arrows. Our bows were farther than them, so we also took action first, but it was obvious that there were few enemies. When I went there, I found that some soldiers were not very stable when they were about to fight. Some soldiers even opened their bows before the Washu cavalry had reached the range. As a result, before the second arrow was shot, the arrows of Washu cavalry had already shot over, causing us a lot of casualties. At the same time, they were hesitant to the first battle. After seeing the casualties, many soldiers were timid, and the second arrow could not be shot."

Chen Mengshan's analysis was very accurate, so Jiang Lang nodded slightly and said, "General Chen is right. I believe everyone knows that our bows and arrows will cause damage to the tibia for the first time. This is our advantage. On the second time, the tibia cavalry had already rushed into the range of their bows and arrows, and everyone's chances were almost equal. At the same time, since the tibia cavalry's archery skills were better than our soldiers, we were inferior to them in this regard. As for the third time, it did not exist at all. We could not get any benefits. On the fourth time, they had already contacted me and we were no longer able to play a role."

After a pause, Jiang Lang continued: "And, the soldiers blindly belittled the soldiers of the Wassaurus during this period, so many of them did not know that the Wassaurus cavalry is really powerful. Ignorance on the battlefield means casualties. So I hope that everyone here will go back and tell the generals below. The soldiers, don't think that the Wassaurus is a soft persimmon, it's easy to pinch. Today's battle is just the beginning. There will be more cruel battles waiting for them in the future. If they don't know enough and underestimate the enemy, no one can guarantee that they can return to the Ming Dynasty alive!"
Chapter completed!