The time of this day was torment for Daizen, and half of the hunters he sent out to explore and hunt never returned.

Even those sharpshooters who were accurate in archery sank into the sea with no news. Dai Shan couldn't sit still all of a sudden, even if he was stupid, he knew that he had suffered a plot.

In a fit of rage, Dai Shan used the sword at his waist to cut several trees to calm down, and now he is the backbone of the whole army.

If he is also thrown into chaos, then the army of 1,500 people will be completely finished. After calming down, he thought carefully about the current situation.

Now the Ming army is in the shadows, constantly sending out their own men and horses. If he shrinks all the hands, then everyone will go hungry and will not be able to hold out for a few more days.

If the manpower is sent out again, it will undoubtedly be a head for the Ming army. Now it's almost an unsolvable situation, is he going to be trapped in the mountains by that guy Zhang Dadou?

No way! He is the great Baylor of the great Aixin Jueluo family, and he will take over the power of Nurhachi in charge of the Dajin Jurchen in the future. He will never allow himself to fail, and he will never allow a small person like Zhang Dadou to destroy his great cause.

Thinking of this, he turned his heart sideways. He immediately ordered the horses to be killed, so that his soldiers could have a full meal, and then went out with him to kill the dogs.

Looking at the dense woods around him, the corners of Dai Shan's mouth couldn't help but show a cruel smile.

When everyone was full, Dai Shan made a decision that surprised everyone~~ Set fire to the mountain.

At this moment, even the Jurchens hesitated, although arson could force the Ming army to come out for a decisive battle. The Ming army was afraid of fire, but their Jurchens were not iron-beaten, and they would also die if they were burned if they were burned.

Dai Shan's decision is simply a desperate plan, using a lose-lose style of play. Since the Ming army did not give him a way to live, then he would have to lose both with the Ming army.

Anyway, there are many of them, and they just burned 1000 and 500. And the Ming army has a total of more than 500 people, and if 300 are burned, there will be few people left.

With the order of Daishan, the Jurchens began to set fire to the surrounding woods. Although the weather in Liaodong is cold, the weather is much warmer closer to April.

In many places, small grasses began to emerge, and at that time there were more withered yellow dry grass. The Jurchen fire instantly ignited the woods, and then many figures flickered in the woods.

Although Ma Bao was injured in one arm, he still joined the attack on the Jurchens. Just now, he killed 2 Jiannu, and watching Jiannu fall under his blowing arrows, his heart was happy.

Just as they approached the Jurchen camp and were about to inflict a cruel blow on Jiannu, the Jurchens suddenly set fire. This sudden change caught Ma Bao off guard.

Seeing the fire ignite the bushes and the flames burn one by one, his heart began to stir up. When he saw a young figure standing up from the fire, tears fell from Ma Bao's eyes.

He clearly saw a feathered arrow piercing the air and appearing at the young man's throat, and the young figure fell into the fire without even groaning.

Ma Bao clenched his hands tightly, and he didn't even know that his nails were sinking deep into the flesh. A drop of blood slipped slightly from his palm, but Marbo's attention was all focused on the fire in front of him.

He knew that he couldn't move, and even the slightest bit of movement might be discovered by the other party. They have long been taught the archery skills of the Jurchens, and he never wants to try the tricky archery technique that specializes in shooting people in the face in his life.

Looking at the fire that was getting closer and closer, he prayed to the gods and Buddhas in the sky. Pray for a miracle to save his brothers.

The raging flames were not yet approaching, and Ma Bao felt his hair curl two feet away, and the flames made his skin hurt.

The taste of being roasted alive by the fire was definitely unpleasant, and he felt that his mouth was beginning to dry up. Beads of sweat kept rolling down to the ground, and even the air he breathed was burning his lungs.

Just when he was feeling hopeless, a breeze crept from behind him. The cool breeze seemed to carry the smell of earth, making Ma Bao's dry saliva seem to secrete some.

In despair, Ma Bao suddenly realized that at this time, God had arranged. Even Heaven could not bear to see the loyal and righteous men die at the hands of foreign races.

The wind grew stronger and stronger, bringing all the fires that had burned in front of Ma Bao to the Jurchen camp. Looking at the Jurchens who were burned chickens flying and dogs jumping, Ma Bao was happy in his heart.

"Jiannu, you wait! Grandpa Ma's account with you has just begun!! ”

The white-pole soldiers, who were forced by the fire to have nowhere to hide, had no choice but to get up and flee. The Jurchens who were guarding the side naturally did not miss the opportunity to beat the water dogs, and they bent their bows and arrows to shoot feathered arrows at the figures in the woods.

Several screams were heard, and several figures who stood up were shot. They screamed and died in the fire, and Dai Shan couldn't help but laugh when he saw this.

Bai Wenxuan on the side also ran over, and he gave a thumbs up with both hands, "High!" High! Lord Belle is really tall! How could these little people be the opponents of Lord Belle! ”

At this time, Yabahai ran over and said breathlessly, "Master! The wind direction has changed, and if you don't run, it's too late! ”

Dai Shan, who was being proud, changed his face in an instant after hearing this, and he fled in a panic with his subordinates without looking back. At this moment, he couldn't care about the dignity of Lord Belle anymore, and ran to the front in a hurry, not caring about the life or death of his subordinates. Even some tents, iron pots and other necessary military equipment were discarded.

Zhang Dou stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the raging fire below, and there was a burst of anger in his heart. This fire caused at least 20 soldiers to be engulfed in the fire before they could evacuate, and his heart was full of self-blame at the moment.

During this time, he had no last resort, beating the Jurchens to the point of crying and shouting for their mothers and fleeing in embarrassment. Self-confidence also began to burst, and he no longer looked down on the Jurchens.

In his consciousness, the Jurchens were just like that. Most of their records were fought against the Ming Dynasty's Huazi soldiers, and if they met the elite soldiers led by themselves, they would win the battle.

But who knew that just when he was complacent, Daishan gave him a hard slap. He never thought that the Jurchens would use a lose-lose style, which burned away his pride, and to underestimate the ancients was to pay the price of blood!

If it weren't for his great fortune and good luck, he suddenly changed the direction of the wind, then it is really unknown how many of the more than 200 white-pole soldiers he sent out would have escaped back. In the future, the use of troops must not be risked, and only a dignified battle is the royal road on the battlefield.

These elite white pole soldiers are the foundation of his future army, and the death of any one of them will make him feel distressed for a long time, not to mention the loss of more than 20 people at a time.

After a while, Qin Li's face ran back.

"Big brother! The Jurchens actually set fire, but fortunately the wind changed. Hey!! It's hard to build a slave now, haha!! Qin Shi didn't mean to blame Zhang Dou at all, but he was still happy to run away from the Jurchens.

"Stones! The eldest brother can't stand you, it's the eldest brother who doesn't take the risk to attack, and he has lost more than 20 brothers. Wait, I'm going to make amends to my brothers! Zhang Dou said excitedly.

"Where does the eldest brother say that victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers. How can there be immortals in war, and besides, our 20 brothers fought for more than 100 Jiannu people, and we made a lot of money! Qin Shi didn't care about this matter, but thought that Zhang Dou was making a bit of a fuss.

At sunset, Ma Bao walked cautiously forward, carefully identifying the various traces in the woods. If he could not find any trace of the Jurchens, he would have to retreat.

The fire just now did not burn Ma Bao, and he hid in the bushes for a while before finding that Jiannu had begun to evacuate. At that time, when they set the fire, they didn't think that the fire would burn back, so they didn't run after lighting the fire, but shot the Ming soldiers in the fire on the spot for fun.

When the wind changed, they tasted the bitter fruits of what they had planted. Many Jurchens didn't have to wait long before they were engulfed in flames.

At first, there were Jurchens who laughed at the incompetence of their companions, and they didn't even know how to run, and they stood there stupidly waiting for the fire to burn. But it didn't take long for them to stop laughing.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the fire is burning brighter and stronger. The wind fuels the fire, and the fire fuels the wind. A forest fire spread to the Jurchen camp in an instant.

Dai Shan had heard about the power of mountain fires from the mouths of the elders before, but he didn't care. In his opinion, if there is a fire, it can be extinguished as long as there are many people. There are so many of them, they can't help the wildfires!

But at this moment, he knew that he was wrong, the power of nature was simply not something that human beings could compete with. He could only keep running away with his men, and he didn't dare to stop for a moment.

Because those who stopped had become a black mass of char and became part of this mountain forest.