It turns out that generous rewards are always effective in boosting morale.

According to Xu Shiyang's idea, the team should quickly clean up the battlefield, then quickly return to the tunpu, and finally rest.

However, this is a bit difficult for his subordinates.

A team of 150 people, taking advantage of the moonlight, quietly went out for more than 20 miles with weapons, and then launched a surprise attack on the enemy, it is definitely a miracle for today's Xu Jiajun to complete such a "complex" tactical action, and then forcibly require a higher level - such as quickly cleaning the battlefield and withdrawing from the danger zone, it is really a bit too much.

So, although Xu Shiyang was very worried that there were other Tartars nearby - even if there was half a Moke, everyone would die, but he still had to hold on until dawn.

In the hours before dawn, Xu Shiyang distributed the food that had been cooked but had not been eaten due to the sneak attack to all the soldiers participating in the battle—each of them was divided into half a multigrain cake, a small slice of mutton weighing two or two, and a bowl of mutton soup.

For the Tunpu militia, this is a meat that is difficult to see all year round, and everyone naturally eats with a smile, as if the fatigue caused by the battle is gone with the steaming food.

When the food was distributed, all the militia cheered loudly at Xu Shiyang, not only because of the exquisite food, but also because of today's hard-won victory, the abundant harvest on the battlefield, and the yearning for a peaceful life in the future.

At least, it turns out that the young castle lord in front of him will not hand over their wives and daughters to the Tartars as before, just in exchange for a moment of peace, will he?

Xu Shiyang learned from the appearance of the leader in his previous life, pinched his waist with one hand, and gently waved his hand in response to the cheers of his own castle people.

He had a smile on his face, but in fact, Xu Shiyang wanted to beat people very much now.

But no.

As a local tycoon, he does have the right to kill the people of Tunpu at will, but he definitely can't do it now, because everyone has just won the battle, and at this time, he is too harsh on the soldiers, and he simply wants to cause a mutiny, and he is absolutely asking for his own hardship.

This era is like this, not only the people live in poverty, but even the heirs of local wealthy families like Xu Shiyang must be careful everywhere, otherwise they will lose their lives in a daze.

He had only been given his fort for 10 months, and he had neither money, food nor prestige, so it was a pure dream to build a modern army with the little military knowledge in his previous life.

Of course, Xu Shiyang didn't do nothing, nothing.

His biggest money now is the 20 half-grown children who can use muskets (production capacity, only half of them have guns).

Xu Shiyang has only been the lord of the fort for ten months, but he has been training these children selected from the homeless people for half a year, and he uses the food he borrowed from his family to maintain this seed army, hoping to use their characteristics that have not yet been completely wiped out by life to train them to become qualified non-commissioned officers in the near future.

Now, this small team has begun to bear fruit, and in the night battle, these children waited until the Tartars rushed in front of them before they opened fire, and achieved almost perfect results - you know, with the fire rate of the musket, once it could not be fired, and the Tartars rushed to their side, the "musket" was not much better than the burning stick.

The children can withstand this psychological pressure, and after calmly firing, they join the white-edged charge, and I have to say that Xu Shiyang's consumption and hard work in the past six months have paid off at this moment.

What's more, the rabble of 150 people was able to sneak out of the dock fort for 20 miles and take the initiative to attack the Tartars, also because these 20 15 or 6-year-old half-grown children led the team (who also served as the overseer).

After the battle, those ordinary castle citizens stripped the Tartar corpses of the essence, searched to their contentment, and fell asleep exhausted, these children could still endure their exhaustion and take turns to stand guard under Xu Shiyang's orders.

With Xu Shiyang's shallow understanding of the ancient army, he felt that these children were already considered to be a first-class strong army in this era!

'If I had 3,000 of these warriors, and when they grew up a little longer, trained for a while, and equipped with more suitable weapons, I wouldn't have to fear any enemy in the world!' ’

Looking at these children, Xu Shiyang thought proudly:

'I've never liked bear kids so much as I do today!' ’

Because they brought Xu Shiyang his first victory.

The night finally quieted down again, Xu Shiyang leaned on the pile of cloth, exhausted and waiting for the dawn.

Hu Lanshan came to his side with a sad face, rubbed his hands, and smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

When Xu Shiyang killed the Ulu with an arrow, the old man Hu, who was experienced in escaping, realized what had happened before the drunken Tartars, and he dragged his son to a dark position out of the fire, and hid under the mule cart that carried the ransom money to the Tartars with a very disproportionate agility for his age.

There, Old Man Hu and his son held their heads, looking in horror at the figures running back and forth outside, listening to the beast-like howls of the two sides fighting and the screams of the near death, and their noses were filled with the smell of blood.......

All this made Hu Lanshan fall into hell, and he even began to wonder if he was dreaming, after all, in his heart, there was a deep-rooted misunderstanding - the Han people could not beat the Tartars.

There may still be a chance to defend the city, and the battle in the wilderness is certain to death.

The officers and troops of the Great Zhou Dynasty are still like this, and the Tunding who is hiding in the dock fort and struggling to survive is naturally even more vulnerable, this is simply a self-evident truth, and Xu Shiyang has no reason not to know this.

Therefore, when lying on his stomach under the mule cart, Old Man Hu always felt that the glance he had just glanced at was actually wrong.

It shouldn't be Xu Shiyang, those people who rushed into the Jurchens' bow shop and shouted a fierce battle should not be the honest peasants they were familiar with, but another group of extremely vicious Tartars, or simply a group of ghosts who came to ask for their lives!

No matter what kind of attacker it was, Old Man Hu felt that he was dead.

Perhaps, after a while, a distorted shadow will pull itself out from under the car, tear it, tear it up, and eat it alive?

Perhaps, it will be the Tatars who will appear at the moment, and they will slash an old man like himself who can't do heavy work.......

Well, if it is a Tatar, it is possible to at least leave their own son.

"Boy, listen, if it's a ghost in a while, you can run quickly!" Old man Hu whispered to his son: "If it's another group of Tartars, no matter what they do, don't resist, our old Hu family will save you a single seedling......." ”

"Dad, where is the ghost?" Old man Hu's son trembled and said, "That's not a tartar, I saw it, that's the castle owner!" ”

"If it's the castle master, we're even more dead!" Old man Hu said with a sad face: "The big golden soldier killed him, and he will definitely not let us two go." ”

"What if ......the castle lord wins?"

"How is it possible, the Han people will never be able to beat ......"

Before Old Man Hu's frustrated words fell, the father and son heard cheers that resounded through the sky.