Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Short Battle
The Mongolian soldiers in the pit have not had time to react, and before they have time to feedback to the people above, another group of companions fell from above, and even people and horses smashed on their bodies, many of which Mongolian soldiers were crushed into meat because of the horses that fell from the sky, and lost their lives.
"General, there is fraud?" The non-commissioned officer asked suspiciously, although they didn't understand why their own people had disappeared from their field of vision so inexplicably, but there must be something wrong with it.
"It's worthy of being a Han people, and they don't dare to confront us head-on with a set of indiscriminate means?" The Mongolian general said disdainfully, even if he was fooled, he would not take the Ming soldiers in front of him seriously.
"Hey, it's your people who retreat without a fight, what do you care about us?" Ma Sanbao smiled, he was still waiting for more Mongolians to be fooled, but unfortunately the Mongolians ate a trench and grew wise, and did not take the initiative to send people to the head, they no longer moved forward, but waited for the people of the Ming Dynasty to come forward.
At present, there are hundreds of Mongolian soldiers who have fallen into the big pit dug by themselves, and there must be heavy casualties in the pit, this result did not meet Ma Sanbao's expectations, there are thousands of Mongolian soldiers, and there are not many hundred people who fell into the pit, and his catapult is still hidden in the distance, and it has not yet been used, and he does not want to use the catapult for the sake of 100 Mongols.
"Hmph, count your Han luck as lucky, let's fight again one day!" Seeing the inexplicable loss of a hundred soldiers, the general instantly quit, and then sent troops out, if the previous situation happened again, then he didn't know how to face Naier Buhua and Khan, he always believed that this was the Han people's witchcraft, after all, there was news to the Northern Yuan, the fourth highness Zhu Di had a child by his side, after coming to the Ming Dynasty, he was deeply loved by Zhu Yuanzhang, and he must have used some demonic techniques.
The black pressure of the Mongolian army retreated, leaving behind the Ming army with a bewildered and wide-eyed star, the Mongolian army retreated because of the loss of 100 people, both Xu Da and Zhu Di were a little confused, if it was normal, the Mongolian army would be endless, but now it retreated without a fight, except for the weather, that is, everything that happened before was too weird, and 100 people fell into the big pit that they couldn't see, which naturally made the Mongolian generals feel cowardly and dare not consume their own men and horses.
The practice of capturing Mongolian soldiers without a fight is still the first time, and the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty suddenly admired Ma Sanbao's decision, they knew the next steps, and left the catapult unused, just waiting for the Mongolian army to go up, but the Mongolian army retreated, and there must be precautions next time.
"Next time, this method won't work, hey, there are only a hundred people, too few!" Ma Sanbao said regretfully, he thought that the Mongolian army was not afraid of death, but he didn't expect to retreat after losing 100 people, Daming's intelligence seems to be wrong!
"Aren't you satisfied with a hundred people?" Xu Da stared at Ma Sanbao with some surprise, he never thought of using his hands and feet on the battlefield, Ma Sanbao used the terrain to do things on the battlefield, causing the Mongolian army to retreat without a fight, Xu Da has been in the army for so many years, and it is the first time he has seen such a method.
Ma Sanbao's methods were not developed by himself, but with the help of the shameless practices of some countries in World War II, but after the war began, as long as he could win the victory, even if the means were shameless, they were all advantageous means, and it was also a method to manipulate the battlefield.
Zhu Di also didn't expect that before he could take command, Ma Sanbao's trick had already cleaned up the Mongolian army.
"Mingjin retreats!" Xu Da opened his mouth in a daze, looking at the figure of the withdrawn Mongolian army, he had to ask the soldiers next to him to Mingjin to withdraw his troops, however, Ma Sanbao stopped Xu Da and looked at the somewhat cute general with a wicked smile.
"Don't be in a hurry to withdraw the troops! Why are you stunned? Don't want to see how many Mongols are in the pit? Bring out the alive, send the dead back to the Mongol army, and take the living as prisoners. Ma Sanbao turned back to the stunned Ming army and said, at the moment, no one thought about whether there could be living people in the pit, even people and horses fell down, especially the pit that was three meters deep, whether it could survive is still a question, after all, two groups of people fell in a row, and the first batch would not be crushed to death by the second group of people.
Listening to Ma Sanbao's words, the soldiers of the Ming army went to the pit to see what was going on, in the pit, there were heavy casualties, there were horses and soldiers' corpses, many of which were unrecognizable and flesh and blood were blurred, even if they were the soldiers who survived, they were not comfortable, not to mention falling into the three-meter pit, but also to be injured by their companions who fell down again, only a very small number of soldiers who had nothing to do, they looked at the visiting Ming soldiers, and suddenly their morale was completely gone.
"Don't worry, surrender to my Daming, we are all our own people, and we won't do anything to you! If anyone resists, there will be no mercy! The Ming soldiers looked at the Mongolian soldiers who were still staring at them vigilantly although they had no fighting spirit, and spoke.
Seeing that the Ming soldiers would not take the initiative to kill themselves, the Mongolian soldiers were obedient a lot, who would want to die if they could live? They were courteous and carried the wounded soldiers out of the pit, and even the bodies of their companions were arranged with horse leather wrappers.
There were fifty corpses, ten able-bodied soldiers, and the rest were wounded, and the Mongolian soldiers who had suffered heavy casualties looked at each other, looking at their dead companions, they could only regret that right now, their lives were in the hands of the Ming army, and they were not willing to give up their lives just like that.
"Send someone to send back the corpses of these Mongols, as for you, stay in my Ming military camp first, if you have two hearts, you will be killed!" General Xu Da spoke, Ma Sanbao said that he would return the body, which he was satisfied with, and the body was wrapped in horse leather and thrown into a carriage.
Looking at the corpses of their comrades-in-arms who were sent away, the Mongolian soldiers had mixed feelings, they never imagined that there would be a big crater on the ground, and they and their comrades fell down and said goodbye from now on.
At the moment, the ten soldiers who did not have any injuries were the luckiest, after all, they picked up a life, and they didn't have to live like other comrades-in-arms to be more uncomfortable than dead, after all, some Mongolian soldiers had a lot of fractures all over their bodies, and the wounds were still bleeding, and even some of the Mongolian soldiers' nose bones were a little misplaced, not to mention the soldiers who were pressed under the war horse and luckily picked up a life, although it was a blessing in misfortune, but there was no way to heal them in the Ming Dynasty, and it was just waiting for death to save them, as for whether they could survive it, can only resign himself to fate, after all, Ma Sanbao, who crossed over from the future, will only treat a simple dislocation, and this kind of serious injury is his blind spot.
The living Mongols soon joined the ranks of the Ming army, and the able-bodied Mongol soldiers were busy lighting fires, caring for their comrades, and transporting their dead comrades to the car.
"Withdraw the catapult!" Seeing that the battle ended hastily, Xu Da hurriedly ordered the soldiers to bring the hidden catapult back to the barracks, looking at the catapults pushed back from all directions, the Mongolian soldiers instantly did not have any objection, after all, the days of being able to breathe fresh air are still there, who is willing to throw their lives out for nothing for a name, they are not fools, their lives and going to death are still clear.
"Hey, I don't know when I'll be able to see my relatives and friends back home again." The Mongolian soldiers who survived to become captives were a little melancholy, in the military camp of the Ming Dynasty, they did not miss their relatives and friends in Mongolia all the time, the war was cruel, it was because of the war that they and their relatives and friends had to separate, set foot on the front line, and protect their so-called Mongolia.
"There will be a chance, when our Ming Dynasty takes Mongolia down, rest assured, as long as your relatives and friends know each other and don't oppose my Ming, we will not kill innocents indiscriminately, and we will not do such a heart-wrenching act as slaughtering the city!" Xu Da's broad palm rested on the shoulders of the soldiers, and for a while, many Mongolian soldiers were moved to tears.
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The Mongolian military camp, the more the previously defeated generals thought about it, the more angry they became, and even the morale of the entire Mongolian army became a lot low, the Mongolian army lowered their heads one by one, and they were still reckless in front of the Ming army before they were now at a loss, at a loss, hundreds of people disappeared so inexplicably, or in front of their noses, how could they believe everything in front of them?
"Could it be that it's just the Han people who have done the traps and tricks?" The non-commissioned officer spoke beside the general, and for a moment, the general's eyes were red, he felt that his IQ had been insulted, and he felt cheated.
"Report! The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty sent a carriage full of the corpses of the soldiers we sent earlier! After a long time, outside the Mongolian barracks, an officer hurried into the barracks where the general was, and he knelt on the ground, not knowing how to face the general and the non-commissioned officer.
"Damn! Sure enough, it was put on the table by Da Ming, and these Han people are really scheming! Come on, write a war book, this time we will take the initiative to make trouble! I want the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty to come and go! The Mongol generals were a little angry and walked out of the barracks with the soldiers.
Looking at the corpse transport vehicle sent by Daming, a pair of corpses wrapped in horse leather made him feel a little cold, these were all good soldiers carefully selected from the Northern Yuan, and they died in the hands of the Ming army so inexplicably, his heart couldn't help but rise with anger, and he gritted his teeth angrily.
"The next battle book! The next battle book! Seeing the dead comrades-in-arms, the Mongolian soldiers also burned with anger in their hearts, they all wanted to avenge their comrades-in-arms, and kill the damned Ming soldiers to exterminate them, killing them without leaving a single piece of armor!