"Bang!"

"Poof!"

"Ah......h

The silent night was suddenly dyed red with scarlet blood.

Although the sixty or seventy Ming army sons and daughters have a bloody and brave spirit, whether they are equipped with weapons or means, they are simply no match for these elite Tartar ranger squads.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Ming Jun's sons and daughters had been put down on the ground.

Although the six Tartars led by Lao Zhennu were also injured by the Ming army, they were only flesh wounds and were not fatal at all.

On the contrary, even if the Ming army is wearing armor, it is useless to these Tartars!

They don't hit the armor on your chest at all, but use the power and ferocity of all kinds of strange weapons to the limit, either headshots or neck smashes.

This makes it impossible for Ming Jun's sons to be hit, it will be nine deaths!

The point is that all this is too fast, in just one or two minutes, the majestic momentum of the Ming army has been torn apart, and the six Tartars have begun to take the initiative with their strong bravery, and the situation is about to be out of control!

Xu Changqing was also a little stunned at this time!

No matter how you calculate it, tonight is a must-win game, and Xu Changqing also deliberately left more space for his subordinates, so that they can grow in this kind of actual combat and accumulate more valuable war experience.

But who would have thought that before Xu Changqing could see what was going on, the familiar figures covered with mud were already retreating in pieces!

In this state, it is impossible to see the battlefield situation on the mountain at all, let alone use feather arrows to assist.

At the critical moment, Xu Changqing didn't have time to think about it, so he carried a big bow with a waist knife and beckoned his relatives around him to rush forward.

After a while, when Xu Changqing rushed to the mountain, when he saw the appearance in front of him, his eyes really seemed to be about to erupt fire.

But at this time, the crowd was dense, and he couldn't rush in at all, Xu Changqing glanced at it and saw a small tree not far away, like a big ape that was crazy, and rushed to the side of the small tree in three or two clicks, with the help of the branches of the small tree, he rushed up to most of the people high, and opened his bow and arrows.

"Haha, the despicable Ming dog, let's die for the master!"

At this time, the old real slave became more and more courageous, his body was full of anger, the mace was vigorous, and the power was almost like killing the gods.

The surrounding Ming soldiers all have a good memory, even if they hate this old true slave to the core, they no longer dare to face his sharpness, so they can only be forced to retreat constantly.

"Amma is mighty, hahaha!"

"Haha, these despicable Ming dogs also want to attack our Mu Qi family's camp, are they tired of being crooked! Amma, the child is going to drink with the hearts and livers of these bright dogs today! ”

"The master is mighty!!"

"Haha, how can these despicable Ming dogs be the opponents of the master......"

The bravery of the old real slave made the hearts of several Tartar soldiers very uplifted, and it was extremely rampant.

Especially the two young real slaves, with the help of the two Mongolian minions next to them and the traitors of the Han military banner, they shouted while rushing to kill, and their arrogance was simply unstoppable.

The old real slave was also quite proud, but while he enjoyed the pleasure of killing chickens and dogs, he was not careless, and shouted: "Geril, Satuo, go, prepare to pack up the war horse, I want to ...... today."

"Whew!"

This old true slave was in high spirits and just wanted to say something, when suddenly, not far away, there was something like black thunder in the direction, which swept straight towards his throat!

Lao Zhennu's pupils shrank suddenly, and the rest of the words were swallowed directly back into his stomach, and he didn't have time to pay attention to Zhao Zengjin, Zhang Hu, and Ergou in front of him, and suddenly turned to one side, just to see who was so bold that he dared to sneak attack him!

"Poof!"

But the power of Xu Changqing's black feather arrow was not only greater than he imagined, but its speed and accuracy were far beyond his expectations.

The fierce mace in his hand had just blocked this side and was not half of it, and Xu Changqing's cold black feather arrow had already pierced his throat directly.

"Plop!"

His corpse, which was still full of huge murderous aura, fell directly to the ground stiffly.

The situation on the battlefield has changed abruptly!

"Amma, Amma!"

"Who, who! What bastard would dare to sneak up on us?! ”

The two real slaves didn't expect such a terrifying thing to happen in a good situation, and the original excitement was suddenly kicked back to the soles of their feet, their eyes were blood-red, and they didn't have time to think about anything else, so they quickly locked on to Xu Changqing's side.

"Whew!"

But at this time, Xu Changqing's other black feather sword, which had no emotion at all, had already swept out.

"Poof!"

Poor was approaching Xu Changqing's side, the real slave who seemed to have Mongolian blood and was named Geril, the hideous anger on his face had not yet had time to fully bloom, and the black feather arrow directly pierced his left eye.

“......”

Before he could make a sound, he was already knocked to the ground by the powerful force of the black feather arrow, scarlet blood and white brains splattering.

"Amma, Brother!!"

The last real slave, who might not be yet twenty years old, was dumbfounded in an instant.

How could he have thought that his mighty and invincible Ama and Brother would have ...... in such a short period of time, without even understanding what was going on

The whole person froze directly on the spot, and the long horse lance in his hand had lost its defense.

"Poof!"

"Hmm, ah————"

At this moment when he was stunned, Xu Changqing arrived with another black feather arrow, but this time it did not shoot the key point of this Satuo, but directly nailed it to his shoulder.

Satuo was directly carried out by the powerful force of the black feather arrow, and after rolling in pain for a few times, he finally came back to his senses, rolling all over the ground and letting out a pig-killing cry.

All this in less than a minute.

Not to mention that the two Mongolian Tartars and the traitors of the Han Army Banner were stupid, even the Ming army sons were stupid, and they couldn't believe the reality in front of them for a while.

"What the hell are you doing stupidly?!! Took down these dog offals for me!! ”

Seeing that the general trend was finally under control, Xu Changqing was also a little relieved, but his face was gloomy and about to drip water, and he roared like a lion.

"Yes!"

Only then did the sons and daughters come back to their senses, and they immediately swarmed up, directly using these two Mongolian Tartars and the Han army flag traitors as punching bags.

A few minutes later, the three unlucky ghosts had been chopped into meat sauce, and Satuo was also tied into zongzi and brought to Xu Changqing.

At this time, whether it was Zhao Zengjin and Ergou, Xu Changqing's cronies, or Zhang Long, Zhang Hu, Zhao Qiliang, Wang Hongyang, and other later Liao people, they all hung their heads, like frosted eggplants, and they didn't have half their strength in front of Xu Changqing.

Although the battle was won, the nine corpses of Erlang on the ground, plus three seriously injured and unconscious, everyone did not have the joy of victory, and there was only the kind of unspeakable horror and heaviness.

It's stupid.

It's so useless!!!

There are so many people on their side, but instead of taking down these dog tartars neatly, they are ......

If it weren't for the adults, I'm afraid I would ...... tonight

Everyone had already prepared to meet Xu Changqing's storm, but after waiting for a while, they found that the imaginary storm did not come.

They immediately secretly looked at Xu Changqing, but found that Xu Changqing's face was as calm as this deep night.

After a while, Xu Changqing said: "Don't be stupid, clean up the battlefield, pack up the corpses of these brothers who died in battle, and we will leave immediately!" ”

“…… Be! ”

…………

The next morning, the team followed a familiar route on the periphery of the deep-sea area and successfully returned to Pig's Trotter Island, but did not return to Shark Island.

Because even Xu Changqing didn't know how to explain to the families of these dead brothers for a while.

On fifty or sixty bamboo rafts, there was a deathly silence.

Everyone carefully docked on the continuous pier of Pig's Trotter Island and landed in turn.

Xu Changqing had already calmed down at this time, and didn't say anything, asking Uncle Hong to take someone to prepare lunch first, and the others rested at the dock on the spot.

Xu Changqing also sat on the rock he was very familiar with by the dock, looking at the deep sea in the distance.

Last night's battle was indeed useless, but the more core reason was that he Xu Changqing did not understand the environment and the situation, and there were major mistakes in strategy and decision-making!

It's a pain that can't be described in words!

Let Xu Changqing's blood seem to have been dropped by countless thousand catties of boulders!

Too much habitual thinking!

thought that it would be realistic to make an accurate analysis only based on the current environment, but the fact was that Xu Changqing was directly taught to be a man in the most tragic way......

"Whew."

Xu Changqing couldn't help but let out a long breath of turbidity.

Although he was extremely depressed in his heart, he had to calm down and analyze the results of this battle more carefully.

Otherwise, the blood of these nine sons who died in battle will not only be shed in vain, but after that, I am afraid they will have to pay an even more painful price!

At this time, Xu Changqing had already asked all about the causes and consequences of last night, and almost every detail was specific.

Frankly speaking, in terms of strategy and tactics, Xu Changqing has no mistakes.

Whether it is the timing of the choice, the control of the general trend, including the morale of the children, there is no problem!

But the problem is that the analysis of the situation is not accurate enough, and the real combat effectiveness of the Manchu elite is far underestimated!

In the final analysis, although Xu Changqing had the experience of fighting with the Manchu Tartars at this time, the previous battle of selling the golden cave on the seashore and exterminating Kutu could not be regarded as a real battle at all.

Because it's just a gold hole, to put it bluntly, it's a consolation. Quiet. The women's camp is not the real combat formation of the Tartars at all, and it has the combat effectiveness of a bird's feather?

But last night's battle, but I really ran into the Manchu Qing Manchu Ranger Combat Squad, which is the real Manchu elite!

How can this kind of full-establishment combat force be comparable to the isolation and helplessness of the day of Kutu?

I'm afraid that if the battle was full that day, the outcome of the battle would not necessarily be what happened.

Another core reason for the failure is that the old real slave named Muqi is really a little too fierce.

It may be an exaggeration to say that he can defeat a hundred, but it is far from it.

This kind of one enemy against a hundred, not that his strength can really be one person to torture and kill hundreds of Ming troops, but in terms of momentum, experience, and means!

This is also yesterday's bad luck for the children.

If it weren't for Mu Qi, the elite old white armor with a white flag, who was on duty last night, even if the Ming army would still have casualties, I'm afraid the casualties would never be as heavy as at this time!

A good sneak attack is an old wolf with incomparably rich experience and no weaker strength, and Xu Changqing really has the urge to vomit blood.

It's not a bad luck, it's extremely bad!

The last core reason is Xu Changqing's inertial thinking, or in other words, the equipment of the Ming army.

Seeing that most of the standard swords of the Qin army's standard swords, Xu Changqing also subconsciously thought that the effectiveness of these standard swords of the Ming army should not be weak.

But when he really went to the battlefield, with this painful experience, Xu Changqing realized that he was definitely pitted.

Perhaps in the frontal battlefield, these standard sabers have a certain effect, but in this kind of small battlefield of 'special operations', in the face of the Qing army's long soldiers and heavy soldiers, it is really useless.

Maybe not as good as a longer burning stick!

Xu Changqing also remembered at this time that in Bai Guangen's Jizhen Army, except for Bai Guangen's officers at all levels and family members who wore swords, other ordinary soldiers were all spears and long knives.

Bai Guangen's character may not be good, but after all, he is a hero who crawled out of the mud soup, and he doesn't know how much blood is on his hands, even if he is a traverser, but~, there are many, many things that need to be learned from this kind of veteran oil.