Chapter 475: The Sound of Cannons in the Mountains

The main infantry force of the official army marched continuously for half an hour, covering eight or nine miles. By the time they caught up with the main force of the Han army and could see the enemy's men and horses with the naked eye, the sun had already reached the third pole position.

The even and rhythmic drums kept beating, and the military music mixed in, unexpectedly gave people a faint sense of joy. Perhaps because the battlefield was often bloody and horrible, the music in the Ming Dynasty army rarely used heavy and grand music.

Wu Gao, with his gray hair, had many wrinkles on his face, but his arms were full of tender flesh, as shown by his wrist armor. He rode up a hill and looked at the enemy's deployment in the distance.

Wu Gao had received reports before and had a general idea of the situation. Now that he had seen it with his own eyes, he quickly understood the situation.

Usually when Wu Gao fought a big battle, he liked to use the str