Although the Jin army was to shrink, it would not completely abandon the villages outside, because these villages were the most prosperous Zhuangzi on the Liaozhong Plain and were the basis of the Jin rule.

The losses of these villages were too great, and for the Jurchens, even if the battlefield was won, they would lose.

Therefore, the so-called contraction of the Jin army is only to try to disengage with the Qi army, but it is also necessary to prepare some troops near the village to prevent the Qi army from burning too many villages.

When these left-behind armor soldiers spotted the approaching Qi cavalry, they immediately raised their vigilance, and raised the wolf smoke to summon reinforcements from other nearby villages - when the main force was assembled, the Dingkou left in each village could not actually defeat a cavalry company of the Qi army, and all they could do was to defend for a while and wait for nearby support.

If the support is not timely, a village will be destroyed.

The cavalry company led by Saren chose to attack the village, leaving only 30 real armored soldiers, plus more than 100 old, weak, sick and disabled without armor, and that's all.

They had to rely on weapons such as bows and arrows and waist knives to resist the Qi cavalry for enough time until reinforcements arrived.

Pu Yin, who was in charge of the defense of this village, looked at the Qi army approaching on horseback and then attacking on foot, and his head was covered with cold sweat.

"Is the wolf smoke lit?" He asked uneasily.

"It's ordered, master!" A half-year-old child, who was no more than 13 or 4 years old, immediately replied.

"Master, when you kill all these Han dogs, can you keep a horse for the minions? The slave will be 14 next year, and with a horse, he will be able to go into battle for the master to kill the enemy! ”

Pu Yin looked at him, and the half-grown child, who didn't know the height of the sky, seemed to be a little excited, and seemed to have no idea at all about the approaching enemy.

"You live through today!"

About two platoons of Qi cavalry with carbines and pistols gradually approached, and there were thirty or forty cavalrymen on their flanks looking coldly.

Pu Yuan really felt that he might not be able to get over today.

The Qi army calmly advanced to a distance of 70 paces and continued without hesitation.

"Archery!" Pu Ran ordered.

At this distance, muskets and light arrows can be reached, but muskets are not accurate, and light arrows are not lethal, so the Qi infantry never shoots at this distance.

However, the Jin army couldn't help it, especially now that its combat strength was at an obvious disadvantage, whether it was an officer or a soldier, it was always easy to can't help but waste firepower and physical strength by shooting from a distance.

A row of light arrows flew into the air with a roar, and then pierced down like a Qi army.

The sharp head and light arrows made the iron helmet of the Qi army clang, and there were a few feather arrows scattered on the leather armor made of two layers of cowhide, but the stings were not deep, and none of the Qi soldiers fell.

After the Jin army began to shoot, the Qi army did not advance, but they did not fire back, just stood in place, slightly bowed their heads and covered their faces with the edge of their helmets, and let the Jurchens throw round after round of light arrows.

This distance was enough for the Tartars to reach, but not enough to cause much damage to the Qi troops wearing helmets and leather armor, and the Qi army's actions were just to suppress the Tartars to shoot in vain, just like pressing the musketeers to shoot in advance.

"Stop! Stop! Don't! ”

In the Tartars, there were too many armored soldiers who lacked actual combat experience, and when they heard the order to shoot and saw the Qi army approaching, some young people directly threw 7 or 8 arrows without stopping.

Until Pu Ran realized that the situation was not good and ordered to stop.

The Tartar officer looked helplessly at the young man just now, this guy had shot too many arrows, his hand was obviously sore, and now he was constantly turning his wrist, trying to regain some strength.

However, Pu Yin knew that this person was no longer needed for this battle.

And it's hard to say whether he will have a next time.

The Jin army stopped firing, and the Qi army immediately began to advance again, this time approaching to a distance of fifty paces in one breath, and then raised their guns to aim at the command of the officers in the front row.

Some of the armor soldiers immediately pulled their bowstrings and prepared to fight back, but Pu Yuan, who was experienced in the battle formation, only felt a chill: "Don't show your head!" Get back! Retract! ”

"Shoot!" There was a frightened command from the other side, and then there was a roar of muskets!

The low rammed earth walls of the Jurchen village were dusty, and several Jurchen Dingkou who had just shown their heads fell down screaming, including the half-ding one just now, the poor child who was blown off half of his skull by a shot of lead, and fell right at Pu Yuan's feet, staring blankly at the blue sky, but seeing nothing.

"What a fool!"

Pu Ran muttered helplessly, and then shouted to the others:

"Don't show your head now! We can't shoot at this distance! Wait until they're twenty paces and then return fire with heavy arrows! After three rounds of shooting, change your weapon to the white blade! ”

However, the Qi army did not advance to a distance of twenty paces, as if they knew what the Jurchens were thinking, they somewhat rarely stopped thirty paces away, and calmly shot at the Jin army village round by round.

Lead bullets flew overhead, making the rammed earth wall pop, and the Jurchen soldiers, who had suffered a loss, no longer dared to stick their heads out to fight back, so they could only wait quietly for the Qi army to finish their ammunition and then prepare for the white soldiers to fight.

The idea was good, but Qi Jun did not have the obligation to cooperate with him.

While this side was still huddled in the corner of the wall and waiting, a cavalry platoon under the personal command of the company commander took advantage of the maneuver and quickly moved to the other side of the village, where it easily penetrated the earthen wall that was only defended by more than a dozen and a half dings.

Two minutes later, when Pu Ran learned that the Qi army had entered the village from the other side, he looked behind him blankly, and now he could even hear the rumbling hooves of horses.

The cavalry of the Qi army directly crossed the entire village, less than 40 cavalry formed the momentum of hundreds of cavalry, and the more than 100 Tartars gathered in the front of the Qi infantry attack quickly collapsed under the amazing momentum of the cavalry.

Almost at the same time, the Qi troops in front stopped firing, drew their sabers or simply held their carbine bayonets, and quickly crossed the last few dozen paces to form a flanking attack on the Tartar defenders.

Except for the only thirty or so armor soldiers, the other Tartars could not even support themselves for a moment under the onslaught of the cavalry, and directly screamed and scattered in all directions.

Only those armored soldiers were left in a group with Pu Ran, shoulder to shoulder, back to back, holding various weapons ready to make a final resistance.

The cavalry of the Qi army was on the horse, looking at the desperate Tartar playfully, and nearly a hundred rifles and pistols pointed at the Tartar in front and back, but they did not fire.

"I can leave a few alive to ask questions." The cavalry company commander said coldly: "Who wants to live? ”

At this time, the cries of women and children were already heard in the village that was already doomed, and the miserable sound made everyone a little unbearable.

It's just that he can't bear it, the order is that the Jurchens will all be killed, and the company commander will not violate the order because of sympathy.

"I'll count to ten, and if I don't surrender, I'll kill you all before I kill your relatives."

The company commander said impatiently:

"None of them will be left!"

With a choking sound, the big knife in the Jurchen Pu Ran's hand was the first to fall to the ground.