It was clear that the Tartars were self-aware, they knew their shortcomings, and when they caught up with the wounded horse, they decided to retreat when they found that the attackers were gone.

They know each other very well, the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds, no, it's wrong, the forest is too big for the eight of them to complete the search, it's better to get away early than to work in vain.

Huang Han suddenly killed and slashed two Tartars this time, and the remaining eight Tartars were of course furious, and the captured Han people scattered and fled, they couldn't care about it at all, they only thought about shooting the invading enemy into a hedgehog, and they all rushed to chase and kill Huang Han.

Of course, the Hermes-Epitek were not stupid, and hurriedly seized the opportunity to run into the forest, and the bold ones could not forget to carry a bag of things and escape.

The frightened and weak-legged people were encouraged to find that a god-like warrior had cut down two tartars in a row, and they all mustered up the courage to get up and scatter.

In this way, in less than a moment, the Tartar who turned back from the forest found that all the Han people had run away, and the looted things were lost, and even four oxen were led into the dense forest, leaving only four empty ox carts and a dozen corpses left on the ground.

The north wind blew through the earth, rolling up countless fallen leaves, and the snow on the trees fell and was blown away by the wind, and the snow mist was boundless.

After a burst of rapid fire, the sweaty Tartar Shichang couldn't help but shudder, he stretched his neck to look deep into the dense forest, only to see footprints everywhere on the snow, he knew that following these tracks into the dense forest, he would definitely be able to shoot some fleeing Han people and regain some supplies.

But he did not dare to do so, God knows what danger awaits in the woods, and if the fleeing Han people suddenly jump out and greet them with sticks from behind the trees, they can only cry out in vain if they have the ability to ride and shoot!

He didn't think it was a good place to stay long, and he instinctively felt as if someone was peeping around. Looking at his companion whose head was cut off, Shi Chang couldn't help but feel palpitations, and the hairs on his back stood up.

What if that one came out of nowhere and cut down two of them and then ran away?

Your life is at stake, you can't stay in this dangerous place, you have to hurry through this official road in the forest, as for those Han people running away, it is not a matter at all, hunting rabbits here is easier than catching Han people.

It's just that the two dead subordinates are not easy to explain, and they always have to give the centurion some filial piety to be able to justify, and the chief decided not to rush back to the camp, but to grab some more goods to return to the camp.

These Tartars are the tribes of Horqin, and they are not directly under the control of the Eight Banners, but belong to the accomplices who committed crimes with Jiannu, which is about the same as the servant army.

They are usually very casual, as long as they hand over part of the results of the robbery to the Houjin army, they can get the opportunity to commit violence against the Han people.

The chief ordered his men to pack up some supplies that were still eye-catching, and put the corpses of two companions on horseback, and the eight Tartars got on their horses and slipped away with hatred.

As soon as the Tartars left, a boy burst out of the woods, and he threw himself on a corpse and cried loudly, the man who was killed was the man who shouted for the villagers to flee into the woods.

He was shot in the back by one arrow in the back and four in the front and was unable to escape.

Father's love is like a mountain, when the man felt that the arrow in his heart was gradually losing its strength, he loudly told his son to run, and he stubbornly turned around and opened his arms in the direction of the tartar and ran seven steps and was hit by four feather arrows before falling down.

It was evident that it was his son, who had been taking the risk of hiding not far away to watch the Tartar move, and the boy could not bear to leave his father's body exposed in the wilderness, and wanted to collect his father's body when the enemy left.

Sure enough, the boy, who was about fourteen or fifteen years old, quickly wiped a handful of tears and began to pick up things scattered on the ground, he knew the importance of food, and collected as much dry food as he could.

Then he picked up his father and gently placed him on the ox cart, wiped his tearful face with his cuffs again, and pulled up the ox cart and walked into the woods.

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Finding that the pursuers did not follow, Huang Han, who was breathing a little, finally had time to look at his loot.

In fact, he had too many regrets in his heart, and he was troubled by the instinctive reaction of serving in the army in Liaodong for a long time, and he was still worried about not having time to cut off the heads of the Jiannu and the two Tartars.

The Ming Dynasty calculates military merits based on the head, and the method is simple and rude and full of blood. The enemies of the Ming Dynasty are none other than the Eastern Slaves, the Northern Prisoners, the Southern Widows, and the Western Invaders.

The so-called Dongnu is, of course, the Houjin Army, that is, the Jiannu, the Beiyu is the Tartar who fought with the Ming Dynasty for more than 200 years, and the Nan Wei is a pirate Everyone on the earth knows that Xikou refers to those who killed officials and rebelled in Shaanxi, including the Tusi Army of the Yunnan-Guichuan Rebellion.

The capture of the Liukou in the west and the head of the Tusi anti-thieves in Yunnan, Guichuan and Sichuan is the lowest level of military merit, and the Jiajing year is a disaster for the south of Zhili, Zhejiang, and Fujian, and the Japanese are now basically gone, and the Ming army has very few opportunities to be captured.

Chongzhen's most effective military merit is to kill the East Slave, in addition to the promotion of the soldiers will also be directly rewarded with silver, the beheading of the East Slave ordinary armor soldier is forty taels of silver, if you can kill the gold and white armor soldiers reward silver doubled. The reward for killing a first-class Tartar strong man is also twenty taels of silver.

If Huang Han, as the commander of the Guanning Iron Cavalry, reported to kill the Jiannu vest and the second level of the control string tartar, in addition to having eighty taels of silver to take, it is very likely that he will be promoted to the chief flag officer of the seventh grade.

With the beheading skill, Huang Han didn't need to explain how to survive alone when the whole army was annihilated, because he was a small soldier after all, and it was impossible to affect the situation of the battle, and the capture was enough to prove how bloody he fought hard.

If every Ming border army has such a victory, I am afraid that Jiannu will not even have a strong population. The well-known Ning Jin victory in the Ming Dynasty only got more than 200 levels.

There was no pity in giving up the horse that had been grabbed, because the horse was hit by seven or eight arrows, and the wound was not light and had been bleeding, and with eight Tartars chasing him, he led a wounded horse on foot in the woods to give himself a funeral.

Huang Han, who was eager to get the capture, couldn't wait to open the big pocket in front of the blanket and take a look, and he couldn't help but be extremely disappointed.

He was still expecting the bulging pocket to surprise him, but it turned out that it was nothing more than a lasso, which was actually a long rope, but of better quality and stronger.

Fortunately, there was a harvest next, and more than a dozen pieces of silver of all sizes were found in the big pocket at the back, I am afraid there were twenty or thirty taels, as well as two gold hairpins and three gold rings, and the total weight should be about two taels.

Huang Han didn't look at these yellow and white things at all, money is useful only if it has a life, and I'm afraid I don't need it now. Instead, he cheered when he touched out a multigrain cake, and after a few days of no food to eat, Huang Han felt that he was already on fire.

Now that I have got a dozen multigrain cakes, I just sat down and leaned against a big tree to nibble on the cakes.

These foods should be the dry food of the Tartars for a day, and it is unknown when the next time they will get food.

Huang Han refused to eat all these cakes in a day or two, and continued to gnaw on horse meat after eating three pieces.