Honking, this order came from Mao Zhu Iao.

If it was replaced by a Tang soldier, they would definitely not understand why the leader was killed, but he didn't want to rush over and kill the other party, but instead sounded the horn to collect the troops?

This is the difference between peoples.

This difference, in the era of the system, still exists.

When the Han people fight, if the leader is defeated, then the most likely thing to happen is that the big guys rush desperately to avenge the leader!

And some ethnic minorities believe in the strong, so they fight, as long as the leader is defeated, the first thing that the big guy thinks of is: the powerful leader is defeated, what else can we do? Scattered! Scattered!

At this time, the grassland peoples, especially the alliance formed by three tribes and one country, this concept of believing in the strong is more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Of course, retiring and returning to the army does not mean that you will not take revenge on the Yehu, which is also one of the important reasons why Yi Nan ordered Dadu to find out the people in the dark. Of course, there is another reason, if you don't find the hidden assassin, it will be cold and cold...... That's unacceptable to Yi Nan!

The musket, which has a longer range than the bow and arrow, has a fatal drawback, that is, when the shot goes out, it will inevitably form smoke!

What's more, two shots were fired in a row?

The cyan smoke is very visible on the snow-white grass!

"There it is!"

Therefore, as soon as Yi Nan gave the order to find the assassin, Dadu Shi found the puff of green smoke, "Surround him and kill him!" ”

If you want to avenge the Ye Hu, you didn't say anything about it!

The more than a thousand soldiers left in the camp included the Tiele people, and there were also Western Turks!

When Dadu set the order, more than a dozen Western Turks did not hesitate, and rode directly to the place where the green smoke rose!

The unknown Eagle Guard soldier grinned, never hiding his form any longer. He fought, then fell to one knee, ignoring the speeding enemy!

The chamber of the gun, cleaned by the wooden stick behind it!

The powder pack was bitten with teeth and poured into the barrel!

Then, there is the fine iron sand!

Finally, tamping!

Iron sand is another bullet configuration of the flintlock musket, with small particles and a short range, in exchange for more ferocious lethality! As long as it is shot into the human body, those small particles are basically impossible to clean, and the person who is shot basically has to wait for death.

After making all preparations, the soldier raised his gun and aimed at the sprinting enemy cavalry.

Eighty steps!

Seventy steps!

The soldier silently counted in his mind that as long as the enemy came into range, he would not hesitate to shoot!

"Whew!"

"Woohoo!"

Before the soldiers opened fire, more than a dozen Western Turkic enemies who surrounded and killed were the first to bend their bows and shoot arrows.

The arrows streaked through the sky with great precision.

However, the soldier did not dodge, just knelt in place like a snowman, his eyes fixed on the approaching enemy through permission.

The arrow hit him in the body, just in front of the waistcoat with a thin iron plate.

One or two arrows hit him in the head, and he was ricocheted off by his combat helmet.

A second wave of arrows followed!

Yikes!

It was the sound of an arrow tearing through one's clothes and into one's body.

It was the sound of an arrow tearing through the sleeve of the shirt and into the arm!

The soldier's hand holding the gun shook violently, and the pain in his arm made him almost unable to hold the gun.

Cold sweat trickled down from his forehead in an instant!

The soldier turned his head slightly to the right, just in time to see a small snowdrift thirty paces away swaying slightly. He grinned, then gritted his teeth and lifted the arm that had been pierced by the feathers up a little more, grabbing the butt of the gun with his entire palm.

The right index finger is on the trigger!

“piu！”

Another crisp sound!

Twenty paces away, several of the enemy soldiers who were rushing towards them fell from their horses, fell to the ground, curled up, and wailed.

Twenty paces away, there was no way to leave a chance for the soldier to reload the next bullet.

There was no point in squatting on the ground, he stood up abruptly, drew the bayonet hanging from his waist, and stuck it firmly in the muzzle of the gun!

"Datang, Wansheng!"

After doing this, he didn't flee backwards, but instead roared loudly and rushed towards the remaining ten or so cavalrymen on the other side!

A flintlock pistol with a bayonet is not a horse lance, nor is it a spear! With such a weapon, rush to more than a dozen cavalrymen, and the result is obvious! In the moment he staggered through the enemy, he failed to stab any of them, but was decapitated by the enemy's scimitar.

The blood-spurting body slowly fell to the grass, letting out its last roar like an ancient god conquering the sky!

Dozens of steps away, in a small snowdrift that was already motionless at this time.

One hand covered his mouth, and with the other hand, Li Zhendou, who was holding down his comrades-in-arms, kept dripping tears.

Blazing tears, melting the snow on the ground into several soybean-sized snow caves.

The soldier who was suppressed by Li Zhen also covered his mouth with his hands, he was afraid that he would cry out and attract the attention of the enemy cavalry.

It's not that I'm afraid of death, it's that I'm afraid that I won't be able to convey this heroic side to the general after death!

I'm even more afraid that I won't be able to report the important information about the death of the Khan and the Wild Protector to the general!

......

Ten miles away, the coalition attack brigade that heard the sound of the horn was stunned for a moment, then began to slow down slowly, and then turned the back team of the horse head and turned the front team to retreat in the direction from which it came.

In the camp of the Duhu Mansion, Tang Heshang, Ashinash Bobi, Simo, Cheng Chubi, Fang Eryi and others watched each other retreat in a daze, completely unaware of what was happening.

After a while, Cheng Chubi was stunned and said, "Enemy, is this really retreating?" ”

Only then did Donald come back to his senses and set his sights on the second room above the watchtower.

Fang Jun replied in the language of the flag: "The enemy has retreated, and he has already withdrawn for five or six miles at this time!" ”

Looking at this flag, Tang Heshang personally took the signal flag from a soldier and waved it up and down, and asked, "Really?" ”

Fang Jun nodded and replied in the affirmative with the flag.

"Withdrawn! Hahaha! The enemy has retreated! ”

Fang Jun's flag language Cheng Chubi naturally understood it, and got Fang Jun's affirmative reply, Cheng Chubi grinned and sat on the grass!

"Withdrawn? Good! Good! Good! ”

"The enemy retreated? Have we won? ”

"That's right! ......”

The joy quickly spread in the camp, and even the eagle guards who had always emphasized discipline rushed to tell each other!

Defending for two days, with 1,000 men, he broke the enemy's attack of 1230,000 men three times. Especially today, the enemy repelled the onslaught of 30,000 men in a dangerous and dangerous way, and then made desperate preparations when the artillery was almost unusable.

As a result, the enemy retreated, how can you not be happy?