If you really want to talk about it, the people on the steppe shoot arrows no slower than the muskets in Dengzhou.

However, the range of lethal heavy arrows was limited, and before the Mengju's arrows could reach the Dengzhou army, they were blown away by musket bullets.

Light arrows have a long range, but this thing is not lethal. It is often recorded in the history books that some generals are still charging and killing the enemy with a few arrows in their bodies.

The Dengzhou army adopted the tactics of advancing layer by layer and carried out an indiscriminate attack on the Jinxingtun camp. After all, this was the first time that the Dengzhou army had fought out of the fortress, and Long Duanyu didn't want too many casualties.

Only when they hit a crushing record for the first time out of the fortress, the Dengzhou army will be more confident and confident the more they fight, and the more they fight, the more confident they will become.

Sure enough, Long Duan's arrangement worked very well, and it only took a quarter of an hour for the Dengzhou army to completely annihilate the Mongol tribe in Jinxingtun.

All 589 people fell, and none of them escaped from the old to the young. Leaving behind more than 1,000 sheep and nearly 800 horses, Long Dulu smiled happily.

"Chief Dragon Officer, should we go back now?" After the battle, a thousand general manager turned around while munching on mutton and asked the dragon to take it.

"Go back? Lao Tzu has three thousand iron horses, and it is easy for me to dispatch once! Anyway, I've got to fuck it again! "The dragon is cruel and ruthless.

"Dragon Chief! Aren't you worried about encountering a large number of Menglu tartars? Another Qian asked Mr. Qian.

"The king of the dog day! Come, take a sip of mare's milk wine! I said, it's not like you haven't fought with Lao Tzu in Handong and Manchu! Is this scared? Lao Tzu asks you, is it a powerful captive or a captive Tartar? The dragon threw him a bag of mare's milk wine.

"Hmm!" Wang Dali took a sip of mare's milk wine, and replied with a full burp: "Do you need to talk about this?" It must be full of captives! Otherwise, can this captive Tartar be a slave to the captive? ”

"Haha, you know that!" Long Duan slapped Wang Dali on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "In the past, when we were in Handong, we had more than 1,000 horsemen against more than 2,000 horsemen, did we suffer?" Not really. This captivity, even if there are 20,000 people, Lao Tzu also has the power to fight! ”

According to the idea of the dragon, he carried more than 200 mortars, and even if 20,000 enemy cavalry charged with all their strength, he could also make the artillery battalion fire thousands of shells.

A few thousand shells, not to mention a lot, can at least kill four or five thousand of its horsemen. An army of 20,000 people, after more than 5,000 casualties, had to be completely broken up and fled.

In this era, the horse population of various Mongolian tribes is their own strength, and it is okay to ask them to fight and rob, but if they really want to fight with an iron-blooded strong army like the Dengzhou Army, they will not do it themselves!

Besides, there are really few tribes on this steppe that can raise an army of 20,000 people. Even if you can make it up, you can't put it together like this.

The rule of survival on the steppe is very simple, and that is naked jungle survival competition. If the strength of any tribe declines, it will only be annexed by others.

The most important thing now is that the steppe Tartars have lost their courage and ambition, and they have changed to the Manchu as the master, and they all ran to the side of the Daling River to help the Manchu attack the Ming Dynasty.

In the words of Lord Wang, the Mongolian steppe at this time was a beautiful woman stripped naked, waiting for the dragon to lead the army to conquer and ravage.

After a short rest of two quarters of an hour, Long ordered the army to set off north again, randomly attacking the Mongol tribes it encountered.

In the later Jinxing Town, Jinxing Town, Reclining Buddha Temple Village, Dengzhou once again found a medium-sized tribe of more than 1,500 people.

They belong to the marginal tribes of Khalqin, and there are more than 1,000 warriors who can wield bows and wields.

However, they did not reach the city of Dalingbao. The reason is a small piece of information that Taijihatbalta heard: there were also extremely strong armies in the Ming army.

The daughter of Hatbaltaiji was married to a small Karaqin tribe of Taiji Ngagebayar. Ngbayar had followed Manchu into the territory of the Ming Dynasty and robbed on the edge of the Jingshi.

He was lucky not to meet the Dengzhou Army, which had not changed its name at that time, and although he grabbed a lot of Dingkou property, he did not lose anything.

However, the news that the Manchus and the Mongol tribes had been killed and wounded by the Laizhou army still deeply stimulated him.

Later, through the relationship on Manchu's side, he heard about the Dengzhou army's defeat of the elite of the Eight Banners in southern Liaoning, and he made up his mind that he would stay away from the Dengzhou army no matter what in the future.

Although after Hei Zi (Huang Taiji) withdrew from the Ming Dynasty, he asked all his ministries not to publicize the news of the defeat of the Laizhou army, but the truth was still spreading in the grasslands and Liaodong.

As the son-in-law of Hatbaltaiji, Engebayar did not hide the truth of the attack on the capital of the Ming Dynasty from his father-in-law. Hatbal had known the names of Dengzhou Jun and Wang Rui for a long time, which frightened everyone.

For this reason, Hatbal did not penetrate into the sphere of influence of the Ming army this time, but chose to stop at the foot of the Reclining Buddha Temple by the Daughter River.

The grass here is abundant, there are many hares and yellow sheep, and there is a water source that is a good place to stay.

The Temple of the Reclining Buddha was not actually built as a temple, but a vague statue of Maitreya Buddha was carved from a large stone on a dirt hill by the river. When the Mongols pass by, they come here to pay their respects.

Hatbal felt that this was a blessed place for him. There is an hour and a half of horseback riding distance from Daxing Fort of the Ming army, which is convenient for him to enter the Ming land to rob, and he does not have to worry about the Ming army coming to retaliate.

For more than two months, Hatbal felt much happier than staying by the barren steppe sea. The temperature here is higher, there are more animals, and from time to time you can touch the open land of Guanning and loot property.

In the first ten days, Hatbal was still worried that Guan Ning's Ming army would come out to find him, a robber and thief.

However, after worrying for half a month, he finally determined that Guan Ningjun was still the soft-footed shrimp rumored before, so there was no need to worry at all. Slowly, Hatbal and the warriors of the tribe gave up their vigilance.

On this day, Khatbal ate a hare, drank two bowls of rice wine stolen from a Han village, and fell asleep with a Mongolian girl in his arms.

The girl is the sister of one of his guards, with a beautiful face and a graceful figure, and he forced her to be a little Fujin.

Tonight, he wanted to have a good time crisscrossing her naked delicate body, but after making the girl gasp and flood into a river, he didn't harden himself.

"Damn the Han Chinese! The wine is all soft! Hatbal grumbled, and went to sleep on his own, leaving behind a poor maiden who had gone from panic to grief.

Xu was so hungry that he was tossed by Hatbar, and the girl got up and ate mutton, and even drank a sip of the Han "soft wine".

Suddenly, she heard a dull sound of horses' hooves, and quickly lay on the ground to listen.

On the ground, the sound of horses' hooves became clearer, and her face could feel the trembling of the earth. As a daughter who grew up in the steppe, she understood that it must be an army of as many as four or five thousand horses.

She began to scramble into her sheepskin clothes, and even took Hatbar's dagger with her.

After leaving the tent, the frightened girl forgot to shout and just ran towards the position of the Buddha statue.

She worships this Buddha statue every day, and it makes her feel at ease.

The camp was not far from the position of the Buddha statue, more than twenty feet at most, and she stumbled and ran, falling to the ground several times.

Although her broken arm hurt like fire, she still didn't stop. She ran as hard as she could, and the feeling of panic grew stronger.

While she was hiding behind the Buddha statue, the Muslims in the camp of the Hatbal tribe were also awakened. They picked up their bows and scimitars, trying to resist the invading enemy.

And the drunken Hatbal was also shouted from the tent by the guards. ()

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