The third volume sailed in the Ming Dynasty

The sky was getting darker, the burning tents were extinguished, the black smoke was filling, and the bonfires were lit everywhere, and they were shouting to kill cattle and sheep.

Some of the rescued Han slaves skillfully helped by the side, and many soldiers were watching or holding hands, enjoying a moment of happiness after the war.

In the distance, a small group of soldiers escorted more than 200 beautiful Mongolian women towards the tent left in the middle, which was the only remaining population of the Durhan Banner.

"Tell Qin Du that the 7,500 people of the Tartars are complete, and the others are estimated to have about 500 people, all of them have been cleaned up, and they will be burned before leaving tomorrow.

The brothers in front had told them to slow down and be ready to join forces at any time. ”

"There are 8,000 horses, more than 1,000 cattle, and 20,000 sheep, and I am afraid that we will not be able to reach the rear of all of them, and some of them may have to be killed.

Tomorrow morning, 300 people will be arranged to escort things and women to the No. 1 location to gather, and wait for Lu Du to arrange for the people to carry them. ”

"With the addition of today's people, more than 40,000 Tartars have been eliminated in five days and four nights, and the specific statistics cannot be counted."

"More than 30 brothers were seriously injured today, more than 500 were wounded, and more than 400 brothers left."

……

The marching Sima stepped on the blood-red mud, and followed Qin Haoming's footsteps, reporting the latest statistics all the way.

"Let the rescued Han slaves take care of the cattle and sheep, go back in the direction of the No. 1 assembly, give them a horse and a bow to follow the lightly wounded slowly.

There's still time, and everything here is removed. Inform the troops that they will fight for two more days, that they will not want anything, and that they will be ready to retreat at any time.

Let the Tartars come to their senses, in the steppe, we are not yet their opponents. ”

Qin Haoming is seeking stability, although everything is going well at present, there are too many unpredictable factors. At present, his strength is too weak to lose, whether it is the casualties of soldiers or fame.

In fact, by now, all the strategic objectives have been achieved and the benefits are numerous.

First of all, needless to say, the 4,000 recruits who accompanied the tour this time were all trained in actual combat. And using this way to train troops is really a big deal.

The second is to weaken the strength of the Tartars and strengthen themselves. He doesn't care about cattle and sheep or anything like that, the important thing is the horses.

After this battle, it seems that there are nearly 20,000 war horses captured, and the specific number cannot be counted at present.

Again, it is to deter the Mongol Tatars and Jiannu, and at the same time to hit their morale, increase the morale of the Ming soldiers at the border gates, and brush up their prestige by the way.

What is especially important is that the reason why he worked tirelessly and ran two or three thousand miles deep into the grassland was actually for the most core thing, military power!

Unlike the Dengzhou Weishui Army, with his brother Zhang Yun and his already loyal henchman Lu Xinrong at the helm, he can sit back and relax.

And the 4,000 cavalry that Zhang Songrong and Yin Yuang helped train belonged to the soldiers and horses of the imperial court, although he gave these cavalry subsidies.

But people's hearts are difficult to say, and they can't be reflected until the critical time, especially when he is not in Xuanda.

And it is easy to convince the soldiers to obey you, live and die with them, lead them to continuous victory, and ensure their interests.

This is Qin Haoming's real purpose.

Therefore, he went deep into the Monan grassland this time, not only brought most of the guards into the army, but also asked Dong Changqing to come from Texas to secretly participate in the war.

"As soon as Lao Tzu rushed in, an old man pulled his bow and shot at me, fortunately, the horse was fast, rushed over and slashed with a knife, the old guy actually used his hand to block, and when he looked at his face, his arm fell off......."

"But no, I now realize that Yin Qianhu is reasonable, the war horse is running at high speed, the knife in his hand is not strong, and with a slight wave, the head of the tartar is split......"

"Hey, you say, can we get the second-class medal now? I've killed nine Tartars, but Gong Cao only records seven, two of which are women's heads. ”

Beside the fire, several soldiers wiped the blood stains from the blades with grass while telling each other stories on the battlefield.

"Absolutely! Rookie is getting old too, haha......"

Qin Haoming, who was passing by here, laughed and said.

As soon as I heard their remarks, I knew that they were rookies, and at the same time, I was pleased with their growth speed.

This kind of hand-to-hand combat with cold weapons is a hundred times more dangerous and cruel than hot weapons, but it is also more bloody. The bright big sword and spear are slashing at you, and it is difficult to face it calmly without courage and blood.

"Qin Du!"

A few rookies turned their heads and saw that it was Qin Haoming, stood up stiffly, and shouted one after another.

"All sit down, all sit down.

You are all good, tonight the Governor celebrates you rookies for becoming old birds, and when you get drunk, you will come over to toast!

The task of duty is handed over to the real old birds, but you also have to speed up your growth, so that you can stand guard for the rookies in the future.

Relaxation is moderate, it must make them happy, and the continuous battles are the biggest limit of nerves for recruits. It is very necessary to relax at this moment.

"Thank you Qin Du!"

was affirmed, and the hearts of several soldiers were warm.

"Thank you Qin Du!"

"Thank you Qin Du!"

……

The shouts of the recruits and soldiers came like a tide, and Qin Haoming, who had already gone away, smiled slightly. It seems that the armies of the ages are almost the same, and if you treat the soldiers with sincerity, you will get their support.

The whole camp was noisy, the occasional horse could be heard tearing, and the boiling and tumbling of porridge in the iron pot on several set up campfires.

At the same time, the smell of mutton and the aroma of beef, mixed with the bloody smell of the battlefield, exude a special taste.

But no one cared about this, and the hundreds of Liaodong Han people who were rescued from the hands of the Tartars looked at the iron pot boiled in the porridge and licked their lips while helping.

Qin Haoming scooped a bowl of porridge, blew it, and handed it to a ragged woman. The other party's face shrank back with fear and nervousness, and his eyes stared numbly at the pottery bowl in his hand.

"It's all in the past, it's destined in the dark."

Qin Haoming sighed, not only the woman in front of him, but many people here were like her, naturally understanding what kind of crime they had suffered before.

Qin Haoming stood up and asked the porridge in the pot to be eaten by everyone first, and the hungry people looked at him gratefully.

"The days of suffering are over, go back to Daming to live a good life, if there is no place to go, follow Bendu."

Hundreds of Han Chinese slaves may have been here for many years, unclothed, thin, and hearing familiar language, except for their eyes that were wet and red, and their mouths slightly open and closed.

"Give them the garments of the tartars, or it will be a waste." The sheepskins gave them a little more, and the weather began to get colder. ”

After instructing the guards, Qin Haoming sighed again, in this dog's world, it is not easy for people to live.

"Tell them to arrange the camp well, pay attention to precautions, and don't have accidents."

Shaking his head, the world is like this, and it is useless to sigh. Qin Haoming decided to get drunk to relieve his sorrows, and went to drink with the soldiers.

In the middle of the night, the campfires crackled and burned, the red climbed into the sky, and the recruit camp was noisy.

Mare's milk wine is served openly, half in the mouth and half out of the mouth. Many years later, many soldiers who were still recruits at that time still remember the days when they drank happily with Qin Du that night.

Unforgettable tonight, unforgettable tonight.