Chapter 110: Casualties
Taking advantage of the brief gap when the Tartars were forced back by fire, the broken Selectors quickly returned to their positions through the long ladder.
The Jurchens were not willing to end the battle, they stood 20 paces away and fired with heavy arrows, and the last 7 soldiers did not have time to retreat, and died on the edge of the trench and on the long ladder.
Xu Shiyang also received a heavy arrow on the back of his shoulder, but fortunately, he was wearing a well-made armor, and after the arrow cluster pierced the armor leaf, the energy was exhausted, and the flesh was not deep. However, the pain in his heart still came from him, and he felt that his left arm could no longer be raised.
After a short distance, 7 or 8 hands stretched out from the opposite side to support Xu Shiyang, he pushed them all away, and anxiously ordered loudly: "Withdraw the ladder!" β
Behind the last of the retreating Drafters, a dozen fierce Tartars howled up the long ladder, trying to follow the passage directly into the breastwork, and the sharp soldiers stabbed and killed half of them, and the others worked together to pull the long ladder away.
Several Tartars fell unsteadily in the trench, and then another volley of Divine Soldiers swept through two wooden cannons and hundreds of muskets, and the Tartars standing at the edge of the trench fell in unison.
Behind the Jurchens, there was finally a sound of gold allowing retreat, and the strictly disciplined Jin soldiers were no longer entangled, and quickly withdrew a hundred paces away.
The first meeting between the two sides ended like this.
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Hai Linbao was dressed in dazzling bright silver armor, riding on a tall warhorse, and looked at the breastwork in the distance with a serious expression.
The results of the first battle have not yet been counted, but according to his own estimates, the number of newly captured slaves who died was about 500, and the number of those who escaped in the chaos was estimated to be in the hundreds; The 200 slave soldiers who were recoiled were all deadβbecause they were swept up in the rout, storming their own array, and according to the discipline of the Dajin army, they should all be beheaded.
The population of the Jurchen headquarters was very small, and in order to maintain their rule, harsh and high-pressure policies were inevitable. Although Hai Linbao regretted so much labor, he did not dare to open such an opening, so he could only execute all the slave soldiers who had escaped.
It's okay to say that this dock fort is broken, and then it is enough to catch it and make up the amount.
What frustrated Hai Linbao the most was that after a round of fighting, the True Jurchen also lost more than 50 people, which was not so easy to replenish the loss.
Hai Lin Bao looked coldly at the hateful Han dogs on the other side, reached into the bottom of the trench with a grappling hook, and fished back the corpses one by one.
All the Jurchens stripped off their clothes and armor, slashed their heads, and hung their heads upside down on wooden poles. A few wounded soldiers who had not died for the time being, the whole person hung on the dock wall, like a human shield, and the wounded soldiers screamed miserably, which made the murderous Hai Linbao feel very infiltrated.
"Master." A Mouke approached him and whispered in frustration, "We folded 55 people, plus the previous sentry ....... β
The loss of 67 armor soldiers in front of a dock fort, even if he does not die alone after that, this achievement is enough for him to drink a pot of Hai Linbao.
If the true Jurchen soldiers want to be replenished, they can only wait for the child to grow up slowly, or slowly grasp and transform from the savage Jurchen in the further north.
Su Shi Lie Zhining is not surnamed Wanyan, he was originally a second-class citizen in Bo Jilie, and it was more difficult to add one than others, and he lost so many people, Hai Linbao couldn't explain to him at all.
In fact, the meaning of this Mouke is also obvious, look at it like this, if you have to lay down the dock fort in front of you, it is impossible for the undead to be undead, the greater the loss, the more you can't explain to your own Bo Jilie, it stands to reason, you should give up now, turn your head to attack the dock fort that is easy to deal with, and grab more people and property is the right thing.
However, Hai Lin Bao is not reconciled!
If you go around now, the arrogant Dock Castle Master will win! He killed his own son! He insulted Daikin's warriors over and over again! He took the initiative to provoke the Daikin army!
Look at the wounded soldiers hanging on the dock wall! If this is given up, it will be easier for the following Mouke to speak, and he Hai Linbao will become a sinner who has lost his troops but has gained nothing!
The Jurchen turned his head violently, and the horsewhip was whipped heavily at the hint that he was going to retreat, and he trembled.
"Before breaking this dock fort, anyone who dares to withdraw the army will be killed!"
Hai Lin Bao is like a gambler who has lost a red eye, even if he knows that the gambling table in front of him is a trap, he doesn't care about it, and intends to put everything into it, delusional to turn it over.
Of course, after all, he is experienced in a hundred battles, and Hai Linbao will not hit the dock wall headlong like this.
"Put the Han people on top! Give them a day to make a shield car! Tell them that if they don't break the dock wall, they won't want to live! β
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At this time, Xu Shiyang's face was not much better than Hai Linbao.
No, in fact, because of the injury, his face was a little paler than the other party.
Two medical soldiers stepped forward to cut off the shaft of the arrow and help him take off his armor, Xie Zhen and Xie Bao were responsible for holding down his shoulder, and Zhao Lin violently pulled the arrow cluster of the Tartar out of Xu Shiyang's shoulder with pliers.
Xu Shiyang snorted, is this little girl really a girl? Why isn't it gentle at all?
After applying the medicine and bandaging the wound, Xu Shiyang spoke in a cold sweat: "How are the casualties?" β
"55 were killed and 31 wounded; 9 were killed and 7 wounded; One was killed and three were wounded. Xie Zhen whispered: "Castle master, I'm sorry for your ......." β
"What's the use of talking P at this time?" Xu Shiyang interrupted his self-blame: "When you have time, think about it, what you did wrong in this attack, and correct it next time." β
In fact, Xu Shiyang didn't expect that a group of traitors would be able to block the thousands of people who collapsed against the current, and they were not coerced into it.
He had thought that the rout would at least be able to contain the Tartar infantry further behind, so that he could concentrate on dealing with the Tartar cavalry.
It's a pity that the outstanding performance of the traitor soldiers gave the Tartars room to play, if it weren't for the selection of the front soldiers who were not far from the chest wall, they wouldn't be able to come back.
"I used to think that those Han people were looking for fish belly, which was wrong." Xu Shiyang gritted his teeth and said, "We have to beware of this!" There are not only 400 true Jurchens on the opposite side, but the nearly 1,000 traitors are also threatened! β
"What can I do?" Xie Bao asked: "Xu Er went to count just now, we used up two percent of the gunpowder, and this time we failed to take the opportunity to defeat the Tartars, and the next time they go up, the consumption will definitely be greater." Even if you use a grappling hook to catch some armor soldiers, it won't help. β
"Do you want to send a signal?" Xu Er suggested: "The fifth young master should be close to the left, ask him to help, let's attack the two families together, and we should be able to drive back the Tartars." β
"The signal has to be sent." Xu Shiyang replied: "But it's not that he is asked to come now, just remind him to be ready." β
"I've said it a long time ago, my goal is not to drive back the Tartars, I'm going to annihilate them! Now that the Tartar cavalry is not damaged, even if the fifth brother comes with troops, the Tartars will run away on horseback, they are familiar with our firearms, and next time they come, we will have one less trump card. β
"The gunpowder is only consumed by two percent, we still have hole cards, you don't have to be too anxious! This battle, and there are still fights! β