At this moment!
The Ming cavalry moved.
They were an army of asuras charging forth from hell itself.
They slaughtered madly.
They massacred without restraint.
They would exterminate every last barbarian who had invaded the Ming Dynasty's territory.
Wherever their blades passed,
they left no survivors.
At this moment,
the Yuan Army's military formation had not yet collapsed. It was not yet time to take prisoners.
"Sons of Great Yuan!"
"We Tatar sons of Great Yuan are warriors blessed by Eternal Heaven."
"Spearmen to the front."
"Archers to the rear."
"Kill them!"
Arutai stood at the center of the army, maintaining the formation of the rear forces.
After all, although they had split their forces to attack this time, the hundred thousand soldiers in the rear army had yet to move.
The front formation attacked while the rear formation remained still. This was also a tactic, meant to guard against the unexpected.
Watching the Ming cavalry rapidly close to within several dozen zhang, Arutai knew he had to act.
"Great General."
"Our men have not withdrawn yet. If we fire arrows, I fear we may injure our own soldiers."
The deputy general at his side spoke with concern.
"Desperate times."
"Once the Ming cavalry closes in, even with spearmen, our army will be unable to stop them."
"Follow my command. All archers, release your arrows and halt the Ming cavalry."
"Spearmen, form a defensive formation!" Arutai shouted.
"Yes."
Under Arutai's strict orders, the surrounding generals could only pass down the command.
Then,
behind the Tatar spearmen's formation,
tens of thousands of Tatar archers raised their bows. Under repeated commands, they drew their bowstrings and aimed into the sky.
Amid countless vibrating bowstrings,
a barrage of arrows shot into the air, brimming with deadly intent.
Whether they were the charging Ming