Chapter 212: Surrender

"Quick, take more, don't take the leg of mutton for fools, there are more on the grass shank, take salt and tea."

Emubu had been coveting Omubu's grain and grass for a long time, and he didn't even plan to fight this battle, he just wanted to deceive some grain and grass from Omubu's hands.

Therefore, when Wang Zezhi attacked, he didn't think about fighting at first, but snatched Omubu's grain and grass, and then ran away.

"Put!"

After the infantry attacked the Emubu battalion, Wang Zezhi led the soldiers of the fire battalion to kill them.

Because he knew that Omubu's army was over, and at this moment he just wanted to get Omubu's grain and grass in his hands as soon as possible.

Food and grass are at stake, and he doesn't want to fall into the hands of others.

Rows after rows of fire commanders exchanged shots, and the front rows of fire commanders alternately fired under the cover of infantry and shield soldiers.

After the first platoon has finished firing, step back and reload your ammunition.

The second platoon then stepped forward to bombard, and in the crushing battle, the sergeants had forgotten their fears, and in their eyes, these enemies were military merits.

They just fought instinctively according to their usual training.

The firecrackers kept firing, retreated, and then stepped forward again.

The sound of the firecracker hasn't stopped since it sounded.

When the musketeers attacked, it was not without the enemy counterattacking.

When they reached the Ombu granary, thousands of well-armed Tartars launched a counter-attack.

These people are the elite under the command of Exuanchen.

Most of them were dressed in chain mail and leather armor, and a very small number were dressed in armor.

The armor itself can resist sword slashes and piercing with bows and arrows and other throwing weapons, but the sword can cut through the rubber bands that hold the armor in place, and multiple slashes in a row can cause the iron armor to crack, making it a little vulnerable to fire.

Chain mail, good defense against slashing, but weak protection against punctures, as long as you take a hit, basically this person will be scrapped.

Their weapons were bows and arrows, scimitars, and spears, while in some cases they used hand axes and iron bones.

The scimitar has a thick back, a narrow and long blade, and a good curvature, which is more in line with the theory of mechanics.

The scimitar will slide along the curved surface of the blade when it touches the enemy's body, causing a larger wound wound that will not slash into the body and cannot be pulled out, and the armor will not be easily shocked when it hits the body, so it can be continuously slashed.

When they spotted the shield soldiers approaching, they immediately bent their bows and arrows and threw the iron bones in their hands.

Not to mention, the foot shield is holding a long shield, and there is no problem at all in defending against frontal attacks.

The fire commanders were all dressed in cloth armor on the opposite side, and they also wore steel helmets on their heads, so as long as they didn't hit the vital point, it didn't hurt to stick a few arrows in their bodies.

Bows and arrows inflicted very little damage on them.

However, some of the unlucky firecrackers were still shot in the eye, and they were immediately pulled down by the military doctor trained by Yang Zhihui for treatment.

There were a few more unlucky musketeers, who were shot with javelins.

The javelin was projected by a team of Tartars on horseback with great horsepower.

One of the firecrackers was shot in the neck, and he lay on the ground with his eyes wide open, hissing from his mouth.

Seeing this, his comrades-in-arms of one squad looked at the cavalry with hatred, their eyes were bloodshot, and after loading their ammunition, they dealt a key blow to them.

When the musketeers fought, the cavalry was not idle.

When they rushed in, they dismounted and fought, slashing and shooting with bows and arrows.

It's just that Wang Zezhi has instructed that no one is allowed to approach the western granary except for the fire soldiers.

Grain and grass are very important, and they can only be in his hands.

Therefore, the only people who came to the granary were the infantry and shield soldiers and the musketers.

The shield soldiers guarding the firecrackers, watching their excitement of killing, were also a little nervous.

However, they also knew that they had a great responsibility, and if they withdrew, the musketeers would be exposed to the eyes of the enemy, and there would definitely be losses.

Therefore, no matter how greedy they are, they will not leave the team to fight the enemy without permission.

This is because they participated in the battle here, and their share of the collective merit will be rewarded, and it will be a lot of silver.

The elite under the command of the Elder Commander was taken care of by the Flame Soldiers, and began to retreat one after another, and soon retreated in front of the Elder Minister.

"Deputy Khan, the Ming people have attacked, let's retreat."

Jinong, also written as Ji Nang, Ji Neng, meaning "prince" or "deputy khan", is generally filled by the brother or son of the king of Khan. Fun read

The Elachen is an inherited ancestral official position, which can also be called the deputy khan.

"What? Impossible, we have tens of thousands of warriors, how could the Akito come in so quickly? ”

"Papapa~"

It was not his subordinates who answered him, but the bullets of the musketeers.

"Kill them, kill me!" As he retreated, he ordered his subordinates to press up.

But they couldn't rush in front of the firecrackers.

You must know that Wang Zezhi equipped the fire guns with Lu Mi guns.

Lu Mi gun is known as the Ming and Qing dynasties, the farthest shooting, the most powerful weapon.

The power of the Rummy Gun sent chills down their minds.

Lu Mi can break the armor in 100 steps, and in 70 or 80 steps, he can break the heavy armor.

Every time there is a sound of guns, some of the elites under the command of the Elder will fall, whether it is chain mail, leather armor or piercing armor, they can't stop the power of Lu Mi's gun.

He watched as there were fewer and fewer people in front of him and behind him, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

He watched with his own eyes that the elite under his command could not even touch the enemy's hair, and a deep sense of powerlessness hit his heart.

At this moment, he was surrounded by the corpses of his own dead soldiers, the wounded who were struggling and wailing, and the bloody and wounded horses neighing and galloping everywhere.

The elite under the command of the Elu Chen had lost their fighting spirit, and they howled and rushed out of the camp in a panic, but in the blink of an eye, there was no one to fight around him.

A guard with blood on his face moved to the side of the minister with difficulty, and cried loudly: "Deputy Khan, run away." ”

After the guard finished speaking, he drooped his head weakly, and he died.

There is only one person left here, who originally wanted to rob Omubu of grain and grass, but now because of his greed, all the elites under his command have been wiped out here.

There was silence in the world, and he looked at the tragic appearance around him, his face was pale, and he drew the scimitar he carried with him, intending to fight to the death.

After all, the only elite soldier in his hand has already died, and even if he survives, there is no chance of a comeback.

Wang Zezhi passed through the middle of the firecrackers and stood still in front of the foot shield.

He looked at the leader-looking person, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Hahahaha..."The Elu Chen laughed loudly and asked in Chinese: "I think that back then, our warriors on the grassland killed the Ming people like slaughtering dogs, but I didn't expect that one day we would have the same experience."

Which border general are you? Why has Ben Khan never seen you? ”

"Ben Khan? You are not the son of the king of Shunyi, Omubu? ”

"Phew! That stingy and greedy bastard has been frightened by your army. I'm not him, I will kill if I want to, and the warriors on the grassland are not afraid of death. ”

Wang Zezhi looked at the minister in front of him and couldn't help but feel admiration.

People who are in a Jedi and are not afraid of life and death are always worthy of admiration.

"Warrior of the steppe, tell me your name."

"Erechen, son of Boshoktu, brother of Slen Erdeni."

After Wang Zezhi heard his name, his heart moved, this person's prestige in the right wing is far better than that of King Shunyi, and he may be able to use it.

"Warriors of the grassland, I will not kill you, I will restore you to the official position of Jinong, and give you to be stationed in Ordos.

However, I have the condition, that is, you must gather the leaders and tribesmen of the Ordos, Tumut, and Yongshebu tribes, and tell them not to follow the Hutuketu Khan in their misdeeds.

What do you think? ”

After listening to Wang Zezhi's words, he was slightly stunned.

Khutuktu Khan, also known as Lin Dan Khan, deposed him of Jinun and drove him into the desert.

He had already hated Lin Dan Khan very much, and at this moment Wang Zezhi restored his official position, gave him a place to reside, and allowed him to gather his people, it is impossible to say that he is not tempted.

Wang Zezhi saw that he was still holding the knife, thinking that he was unwilling, and said unhappily: "What, you don't want to?" ”

"Yes, yes, I'm a minister, the son of Boshoktu, the brother of Slen Erdeni, and I am willing to obey the will of my lord."

He was so agitated that he thought he was going to die.

Unexpectedly, the peaks and loops turned around, and the willows and flowers were bright, he didn't have to die, and he could continue to be his Jinong.

He knelt on his knees excitedly, presented his scimitar with both hands, and expressed his willingness to surrender to Wang Zezhi.

Wang Zezhi was not polite, and ordered someone to take his scimitar to express his acceptance of his submission.