After falling back to the ground, Prokofei couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and the inexplicable feeling of boredom in his chest was a little lighter, but the ensuing pain made Prokofei can't help but scream.

Meng Xianglin, who had come back in a big circle, ran to a place not far from Prokefei before slowly stopping and carefully looking at the Shura field in front of him.

There was no sound on the entire battlefield except for the screaming of Prokofi and his Cossack cavalry, the roaring of the horses, and the howling of the cold spring breeze.

The crowd on the battlefield was divided into three parts, one part was the Ming slave hunters such as Meng Xianglin, the other part was the Cossack cavalry that was left behind, and in the middle was the screaming Prokefei and a part of the Cossack cavalry.

The Cossack cavalry who fell behind hesitated, and the horses were uneasily shaking their hooves, snorting from time to time, and the cavalry on the horses were also looking at all this in disbelief.

Should we rush over and hack the small group of cavalry to death, or should we retreat?

Seryosha, the deputy who was postponed, did not know, and there was no way to make a decision.

Neither Prokofi nor Seryosha, nor all the Cossack cavalry present, did not take the lives of others seriously, whether it was enemy or civilian, cruelty was the best synonym for the Cossacks.

However, no one has ever faced such a situation.

It's not that I haven't lost previous wars, it's not that I haven't been mistreated, but this scene in front of me is even more tragic than Satan's hell, right?

Meng Xianglin looked at Prokefei and the others, and then turned his gaze to the Cossack cavalry in the distance, and only after provoking an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth did he say loudly: "Brothers, follow me!" ”

Meng Xianglin didn't draw his musket, but instead raised his saber, shaking it in his hand just like Prokefei just now, and his mouth kept shouting.

At this distance, coupled with the cavalry behind him, it is definitely not a good idea to raise a musket, and if you don't do it, you will accidentally injure your own people, and you will not experience the killing sensation brought by the saber cutting through the human body.

Seryosha only hesitated for a few seconds before making a decision to withdraw.

Things on the battlefield are changing rapidly, even if he no longer understands the art of war, Seryosha knows that he is now at a disadvantage in this regard, although the number of people is more than the cavalry in front of him, but if he really fights, his side will definitely suffer.

One side chose to run, and the other naturally chose to chase and kill.

After hacking to death a few backward Cossack cavalry, Meng Xianglin slowly reined in his horse and slowly turned around and returned to the battlefield just now.

It is right to chase the poor man bravely, but it is absolutely not wrong for the poor to chase after him.

Now those Cossack cavalry have suffered a big loss and have run away, if their own side keeps chasing to the death, if they force those Cossack cavalry to fight to the death, most of them will suffer a big loss because of the number of people.

Prokofi is already dead, and very few people survive after the high-speed galloping horses throw people away, and Prokofi is obviously not the lucky one who is favored by the goddess of luck, so he died.

Prokofi's eyes were no longer filled with the usual tyranny and cruelty of the enemy and civilians, and there was nothing left but a look of deep disbelief.

More of the lucky or unlucky ones did not die, and even the injuries were not very serious, but they were incapacitated for a while, and these people were not thrown away by the horses, but suddenly fell down.

Meng Xianglin rubbed his hands with a strange smile, and said to Wan Yan: "How old is it, I told you a long time ago, it's over!"

Just these barbarians, a wave of grenades passed, and they lay down! As for the rest of the fish that slipped through the net, it's just a matter of a few days earlier or a few days later, don't worry! ”

The corners of Wan Yanli's mouth twitched, obviously too lazy to worry about whether his surname was Wan Yan or not Wan Wan: "Don't be too happy, these barbarians suffered a big loss today because they didn't know it, and when they know about the existence of grenades in the future, will they still be like today?" ”

Meng Xianglin casually ordered his soldiers to take a group of horses to clean up the battlefield, and said: "I don't know if the barbarians have brains, and I don't know if they have a long memory."

But you have also seen the situation of today's battle, anyway, we won, except for the dead ones, these hundreds of barbarians in front of us can always hang six or seven hundred, right?

As long as there are six hundred, not counting those dividends from them, just selling them to the government is six thousand taels of silver, how much is the cost of our war? Is there three thousand taels? Half and half profits, which is considerable! ”

Glancing at Meng Xianglin, he said with a straight face: "Your brain, it's really blind if you don't do business!" ”

Meng Xianglin said: "No, my father made a fortune by catching slaves, I can't rebel against me." I'll tell you that those barbarians will definitely come back tomorrow, and if you don't do it, you'll kill them at night, believe it or not? ”

Wan Yanli shook his head and said: "Impossible, the barbarians are not two fools, why don't you think about it after suffering such a big loss, and come back tomorrow or night?" Especially the night attack, we don't have a plan to deal with it, aren't the barbarians killing themselves? ”

Meng Xianglin said with a smile: "It's because they have suffered such a big loss." You can see the formation they rushed towards us today, at first they planned to surround us, and then they kept chasing after them when they flew kites, what does this mean? ”

Wan Yan said: "What does it mean?" ”

Meng Xianglin said: "It shows that this group of barbarian cavalry has not suffered a big loss!" Suddenly suffered such a big loss today, can they accept it willingly? What would you do if you were replaced? ”

Wan Yanli shook his head and said: "That's impossible, we couldn't stand a small loss last time, can the barbarians endure such a big loss?" ”

Meng Xianglin said: "That's right, we can't bear it, the barbarians definitely can't bear it either, plus we killed so many of them in this battle, the results should be relatively large, they can't take advantage of our relaxation to sneak attack?"

Besides, don't expect those barbarians to have more brains, if they did, the barbarians would not have been ruled by the Golden Horde for so many years, until I overthrew the Meng Yuan in the Ming Dynasty, they took the opportunity.

Moreover, judging from the information I saw in the Liaodong Academy, the reason why those barbarians were able to rise up was not entirely because I overturned the Meng Yuan in the Ming Dynasty, but also because the Golden Horde itself dropped its chain and was replaced by the White Horde, in short, these barbarians were able to turn over completely out of shit luck, and it had nothing to do with themselves.

For those brainless things, it is much more likely that they will come back tomorrow for revenge than they are to ponder the reasons for their defeat, and it is more likely that they will attack at night tonight than they will come tomorrow. ”

Wan Yan nodded and said, "Yes, just let the brothers get ready at night." ”

Meng Xianglin shook his head again and said: "What preparations are you making, just take these laborers to withdraw, avoid those barbarians, let the brothers have a good rest at night, and continue to fly their kites tomorrow!" ”

For Meng Xianglin's righteous and shameless style, Wan Yanli was convinced, and he no longer talked to Meng Xianglin at the moment, but took his own soldiers to mend the knives of those seriously injured barbarians.

Seryosha, who ran back with more than 2,000 remnants, felt very uncomfortable.

Prokofi will definitely not come back, not even the thousand or so who fell on the battlefield with Prokofi.

If it were themselves, they would definitely have their heads cut off, and would those devil-like cavalrymen on the other side mercifully heal them? It's impossible to think about.

After glancing at the people in the tent, Seryosha spoke: "What to do now, let's talk about it." ”

Carpenter said, "There's nothing more to say, either we'll attack their camp tonight, or we'll go straight to them tomorrow for a decisive battle, or what?" ”

Another commander, Alkimir, sneered: "Attack their camp? Where is their camp? Will they stay at their camp tonight? As for the decisive battle with them tomorrow, haven't you suffered enough losses today? ”

Seryosha turned his gaze to the last centurion, although this one almost became a centurion: "Trov, what do you think? ”

Trove looked up and said, "I agree with what Carpenter said, go and attack their camp tonight." It doesn't matter if you can't find their camp, just send someone out to find it later.

But we have suffered such a big loss today, if we don't come back with revenge, what face will we have in the future to face Prokofi and the families of those dead soldiers?

Alkimir, just now you said that you haven't suffered enough today, and I can tell you that I have suffered enough, so I don't want to go to them tomorrow to get revenge, as Carpenter said, because I'm also worried about their kind of weapons.

It was a nightmare for the cavalry, and in addition to the wounded, the rest of the horses would be frightened unless they were used to the loud noise.

Obviously, their horses are used to it, and our horses are not used to it, so we will definitely suffer if we face them off on the battlefield.

But at night it's different, they're human too, and they have to sleep at night, so it's an opportunity for us to find them, kill them, and avenge Prokofi and his dead comrades! ”

Seryosha was clearly moved by Trov's words: "Alkimir, what do you say? ”

Seeing that Carpenter and Seryosha and Trov were planning to attack the Tatar camp at night, Alkimir smiled indifferently: "Since you are willing to go, it is better to go together, although I always feel that it is not good." ”

Seryosha nodded and said, "I knew you would go together, we are brothers!" As for feeling bad in your heart, it may be that today's big battle has too much impact on you. Actually, I'm scared now, if I had gone a little faster, maybe I wouldn't have come back. ”

After nodding, Troff continued: "By the way, have you noticed that the explosion range of those iron bumps they threw out today is actually not large?

And at that time, we were in the downwind position, and there was a smell of gunpowder in it, could it be a new type of firearm that we didn't know? ”

Seryosha said helplessly: "It should be a new type of firearm, but we don't have any good way to deal with this kind of firearm now." ”

Trove shook his head and said: "No, this thing is just like the previous return cannon, the killing range is limited, as long as we let the cavalry array disperse, the casualties will be reduced, and it will not be as unbearable as today." ”

Seryosha nodded and said, "That's right, but the biggest problem now is the problem of the war horses rather than the cavalry formation."

The problem of cavalry formation is easy to solve, as long as the next order is given, although the brothers below always like to disobey orders, but this kind of matter related to their life and death, presumably they will obey.

The biggest problem is still in the war horse, the war horse that is not used to this loud noise is easy to be frightened, just like today, how many of the 1,000 or so brothers were really injured? And how many of them were injured because of a frightened warhorse? ”

Alkimir said: "Otherwise, we will prick the ears of the war horse deaf?" In this way, they can't hear the sound, so there's no question of being afraid or not, right? ”

Seryosha shook his head and said, "Unlikely." Warhorses are very smart, and even if they prick their ears deafeningly, they can feel and see, so this is not a good idea.

Instead, we're going to attack their camp tonight, and if all goes well, we'll get a batch of these firearms from them, and we'll see what happens when the time comes.

If there are enough firearms like this, we can find someone to imitate them, and then let the war horse slowly adapt, and the problem can always be solved. ”

Alkimir nodded and said, "Let's hope everything goes well." ”

……

Meng Xianglin's so-called retreat to avoid the barbarians, in the end, he didn't believe this kind of-compared to the original camp, it was a little back, about three or five miles away.

The distance of three or five miles, even if you walk by legs, it is estimated that it will not even take half an hour, and it is even shorter for cavalry, but it can be reached in the blink of an eye.

After burying a few trigger-type mines on the periphery, Meng Xianglin nodded and said: "The things that came out of the Royal Academy are really useful, it doesn't matter if those barbarians don't come, as long as they have the courage to come, let them have a good time!" ”

Wan Yanli felt that Meng Xianglin was a little abnormal.

At first, he said that he wanted to avoid the barbarians, but later he didn't, and deliberately left a lot of clues so that the barbarians could find him.

It's even better now, the mines that he spent a lot of money on from Amin have also been used by him, just to prevent the barbarians from attacking the camp, it's like killing chickens with a knife!

If the barbarians don't come, or if they don't hit the few mines that limit them, the fun will be great......