"Dashuai, we can't fight anymore, those Ming troops can't get close to them at all. The Bird Gun can start to break armor one after another in about 200 steps, and there are countless other cannons. Shells are exploding all over us, what Jurchens are invincible, they are useless at all! ”

Although he killed the subordinates who disturbed the morale of the army in the first place, Abatai's face did not have the slightest expression of comfort.

There are only nearly 5,000 warriors in the Qing Dynasty who can fight, plus more than 4,000 Mongolian soldiers to help, and more than 2,000 soldiers and slaves, which is barely a strong army of more than 10,000 people.

But at this time, a confrontation.

The Qing warriors only died more than 1,000 in battle, the Mongolian soldiers also died about 1,000, and hundreds of slaves died as cannon fodder.

This is nearly more than a third of the strength has been defeated, why do you say that?

Because there are tens of thousands of Ming people who have been robbed, someone must be guarded, so not all the soldiers are on the front line to fight, because the soldiers lost just now are only less than one-third of the strength that can fight.

At this time, when the Ming army on the opposite side was also capable of fighting, the soldiers rose high and came to the formation.

The morale of the party has dropped to the bottom, and the base camp is crowded with people and carts, even if you want to run at this time, it is impossible to run with these things. The speed of a fully loaded cart will definitely not be able to get up, let alone the people who have been robbed.

If you want to run away without loss or fight with all your might, you have to give up these belongings and the people of the Ming Dynasty that you have robbed.

Abatai felt like he was going crazy!

"You can't just retreat, come here, drive away these tens of thousands of Minggou people, let them be the lead, we are behind, and we will charge forward when we have the opportunity. There is really no chance, and then I will leave them and retreat. Eventually, Abatai made a new decision.

Entering the Ming Dynasty is to grab a handful and make a fortune and go home to enjoy.

If you return empty-handed, and you still lose your soldiers, it is estimated that when you return to Shengjing, your good life will be home.

Therefore, Abatai must try again with all his strength and fight back.

Opposite side!

The pursuit speed of the Zhu family's army was not fast, it was the normal marching speed. Because, at this time, Zhu Zilong knew very well in his heart that the other party had a large number of people and baggage, and he couldn't run fast at all.

As long as you maintain a good formation, and at the same time bring two wheels in the back to push the Napoleon artillery regiment, don't break away too far.

Besides, there are still secret weapons on my side that have not been used, and the engineer team and the recruit regiment are not idle.

"General Qin, the master has an order, except for gold and silver on the battlefield, everything else belongs to the white pole soldiers, which is regarded as the hard work of helping the battle." Ma Xiaosan came on horseback and said to Qin Liangyu and the others.

"There are still thousands of elites in Houjin!" Subconsciously, Qin Liangyu, who took the benefits, but still didn't come back to his senses, blurted out.

No, Ma Xiaosan, who had just run a few dozen meters, turned around when he heard it. With a proud look on his face, he raised his chin and replied, "Oh, yes, there are still thousands of pigs to kill, and I have to go and grab military merit." Thank you, General Qin, for the reminder! ”

Ma Xiaosan was so unreasonable, and ignored the appearance of the Qing army, Qin Liangyu and the others suddenly found that they couldn't refute it!

Looking at the large number of dead bodies of Qing and Mongolian soldiers on the muddy ground on the side, broken hands and feet, smashed heads, corpses swept into pockmarks by iron sand, etc., constituted an indescribable tragic situation.

This is definitely a one-sided slaughter, and the metaphor is that there are still thousands of pigs that have not been killed, which seems to make some sense.

Qin Liangyu and the others decided to continue to follow and visit how Zhu Jiajun killed the pigs.

For Zhu Zilong, killing pigs is a trick to eat the world. So, crushing on the battlefield is a must! There is no reason to talk about it, it is to crush the opponent with hard power.

In this world, fairness has never existed, just as people are born, there is a distinction between tall and short, beautiful and ugly.

You are weak, I am strong, the weak eat the strong, as it should be, there is no reason and fairness to talk about.

However, there is a difference between killing pigs.

The pig that kills the family is naturally happy, but what if it becomes a pig that wants to kill his own family?

In the distance, I saw nearly 10,000 of the first batch of Ming people, crying and being driven forward by leather whips and sabers, all the way to the sky. There was a slight pause, and the whip fell. The heavy ones are swords and axes, and they are bloodstained all the way.

Acting as a cottage forward battalion for the Qing army to attack the Ming army!

In the queue of Zhu Jiajun's advance, Zhu Zilong put down the binoculars, and a strong sadness rose in his heart.

Nearly 10,000 people of the Ming Dynasty let the Qing army and Mongolian soldiers, who only had more than 1,000 people behind, drive them away, become accomplices of the enemy, and kill their own people.

It is as if the left and right sides are still preparing, and the follow-up team of the Ming people is only driven by hundreds of Qing soldiers behind them.

Ten to one, or twenty or thirty to one.

Even if you don't have a weapon in your hand, twenty or thirty people against a Qing army or something, you don't need to do it, just hold together and press it with your weight.

The Qing soldiers and Mongolian soldiers in the back were killed in an instant.

However, none of these tens of thousands of Ming people who were driven forward had ever thought of doing this.

They would rather be driven to rush to their own countrymen in exchange for a chance to survive with a low probability of survival, but do not dare to turn around and fight the enemy.

Sure enough, quantity does not mean quality, and no matter how much garbage there is, it is garbage.

These people are sick, really sick, and not lightly sick.

The servile ideology and the ostrich mentality are so heavy, I am afraid that this is the sequelae brought about by thousands of years of feudal social rule, right?

Thinking about it from another angle, these people are traitors. If it's just a traitor, then it's not your own person!

For traitors, Zhu Zilong has never had much sympathy.

It's good to say to the Ming women in the drive that women are naturally timid creatures who are afraid of things. For the Ming men in the crowd there, Zhu Zilong gritted his teeth with hatred.

Close, close, close!

At this moment, Qin Liangyu's Qin Jun looked at those people blankly, not knowing what to do.

Only the soldiers of the Zhu family army were still aiming with their guns, but many recruits also showed unbearable expressions in their eyes.

Qin Liangyu shook his head miserably: "How can our army bear to attack the people of the Ming Dynasty?" ”

Zhu Zilong knew Qin Liangyu's thoughts very well, for the local Ming generals, who would dare to openly and privately bear the consequences of slaughtering the people? After all, it's not yet time for the Ming Dynasty to collapse and change the sky!

However, since Zhu Zilong led the army to kill the Korean people, he did not kill them once or twice.

When a person kills the first person, there will be a wavering mentality. But when the first time is killed, there is a second, or a third time. If you kill it again, you won't feel it at all.

On the contrary, there will be angry emotions!

At this time, Zhu Zilong was in such a state of mind, so he just chuckled in his heart at Qin Liangyu and the others' self-talk.

Then, he came up with an excuse that he had thought of a long time ago.

In the next second, Zhu Zilong loudly shouted at the soldiers of the whole army with a megaphone: "Those people in Benhouguan are stout, and it is very likely that they are disguised as slaves and thieves, so it doesn't hurt to kill them." Listen to me and get ready to shoot! ”

Qin Liangyu immediately looked at Zhu Zilong in horror, whether those people were dressed by the Qing army or not, she knew at a glance.

However, to persuade?

In the end, Qin Liangyu was not a person who was rotten, thinking of the situation of his army, he sighed lightly and stopped talking.

The boss is not afraid, what else is she afraid of as a lieutenant general! -

(To be continued.) )