Seeing the corpses of the Tartars lying all over the place near the city gate cave, Shi Zhenshan subconsciously wanted to draw his knife. It's completely a habitual action.,Conditioned reflex to do.,Very skillful.。

Meng Qinghao couldn't help but shout: "Stone, what are you doing?" ”

Shi Zhenshan reacted at this time and smiled self-deprecatingly. It turned out that when he saw the corpse of the Tartar, his first reaction was to cut off the head of the Tartar and keep it for himself. Immediately after the battle, he took the head of the Tartar to the commander to receive the reward. This is a habit developed in Liaodong, as long as the soldiers who have been to Liaodong have such a habit. Because, the battle exploits are calculated according to the head of the tartars, fifty taels of silver each. If there are more Tartar heads, you can also be promoted. When everyone saw the corpse of the Tartar, they naturally wanted to fight for it.

Meng Qinghao said with a smile: "Stone, look at your little bit of talent!" Yes! I'll cut it all for you! If you hand in all the Tartar heads, you can at least award a guerrilla general! ”

Huang Qingping also said with a smile: "That's it, if the Tartar corpses all over the place are all for you to invite merit, the total soldiers will be almost the same!" If it's not good, it's possible to write a book in the military department! ”

Shi Zhenshan was not angry, and continued to smile self-deprecatingly. The Ming army in Liaodong is all like this, and everyone is not surprised. If you don't grab the head of the tartar, that's something else. If Yang Kaide, Chen Guoxi, and others were here, they would also have similar actions. It's just that when they were in Liaodong, they never had so many Tartar heads to grab. Occasionally destroy a few sporadic Tartars, and everyone shares them equally. Due to the large number of people, the officers had to be deducted, and one person could not get a few copper plates.

Meng Qinghao suddenly said with some doubts: "You see, there are so many Tartar corpses in the city, how many Tartars are there on Tianheng Island?" ”

Shi Zhenshan said casually: "No matter how many Tartars there are on Tianheng Island, in this battle, they must be greatly injured." I estimate that at least two hundred Tartars were killed in this battle. ”

Huang Qingping's eyes were sharp, and he saw that there were still a large number of Tartar corpses outside the city gate, so he said: "I'm afraid it's more than two hundred!" There's still one out there! ”

The three of them came out along the hole in the city gate, only to see the corpses of the Tartars outside the city, which were also horizontal and vertical, and were in a mess, and it was estimated that there should be about seventy or eighty people. Farther away, there were scattered Tartar corpses, all of which were the white-armored soldiers who had been killed by Zhang Zhun. With a few other tartars, there were about forty or fifty people.

Shi Zhenshan said thoughtfully: "I'm afraid there are not just one or two, but three or four hundred." ”

Meng Qinghao said with emotion: "It seems that Shu Buru is completely finished." ”

Until now, the three of them didn't know that Shuburu was dead, and thought that Shuburu had escaped. However, the battle of the escort team has deeply shocked them. Whether Shuburu is dead or alive doesn't matter to them anymore. With the escort team here, how many days can Shuburu be able to bounce?

Having said that, the results of this escort are really terrifying. In one battle, so many Tartars were wiped out. Roughly counted, at least three hundred Tartars died. The entire Liaodong Tartars, men, women, and children combined, may be more than a million people. Among them, there may be only a few hundred thousand young adults. The escort team can kill three hundred at a time, and all the Tartars in Liaodong can be killed in a few hundred times.

This was the result of a battle when the convoy had only 1,000 troops. If in the future, the strength of the convoy increases, and the number of Tartars destroyed in each battle will definitely be more. When the time comes, maybe a thousand Tartars will be wiped out in a single battle. According to such a result, even if the Mongolian Eight Banners are included, I am afraid it will not be enough for the escort team to gnaw.

Zhang Zhun's escort team is really terrifying.

"Chase!"

Outside the city, Yang Zhiyuan kept waving his hand, telling the soldiers behind him to run faster.

After leaving the city, the soldiers of the convoy launched a fierce pursuit of the Tartars in groups. The Tartars fled quickly, and the guards pursued with speed, but they were not slow. The distance between the two sides is basically about seventy or eighty zhang. The Tiger Gun has a long range, and it is also a huge threat to the Tartars running in front.

After a defeated battle, heavy losses, and being chased behind the ass, trying to kill them all, Ao Bai was angry and annoyed, but he had to calm down and think of a way to get out. The Ming army chased them out of the city, obviously to wipe them all out and kill them all. What he has to do now is not to destroy these Ming troops, but how to preserve the vitality of the Tartars as much as possible, return to Tianheng Island as much as possible, and wait for the resurgence of Dongshan, or simply withdraw to Liaodong. However, it is not a way to be hunted down and killed blindly. If the situation is too passive, it is impossible for them to return to Tianheng Island smoothly.

"Fight back!"

Ao Bai shouted fiercely.

The Tartars have a good tactic, which is to suddenly counterattack, which is called the Hui Horse Gun in Chinese. In the process of retreating, he suddenly turned around and attacked, and ten thousand arrows were fired in unison, shooting fiercely at the pursuing enemy. This trick, in the terminology of the Mongols, is also called Mangu, which means to turn around and release arrows. Because of the archery skills of the Tartars, it is quite strong, and at a distance of twenty zhang, it is simply an arrow without missing a shot. Therefore, the pursuing Ming army was caught off guard and often suffered heavy losses. As long as the Ming army's position is in chaos, the Tartars will follow and fight back, expand the results, and turn defeat into victory.

Ao Bai also hopes to use this to turn defeat into victory.

After all, for field warfare, Ao Bai is still very confident.

In a field battle with the Ming army, the Dajin army has never been defeated.

"Bang bang bang!"

However, in the face of the pursuit of the escorts, this trick of the Tartars was completely ineffective. As soon as the Tartar turned around, he could pounce on him a few steps before he was knocked down by a series of Mini bullets. All the convoy needed was for the Tartars to slow down their escape and turn around to attack. As a result, the two red-armored soldiers who rushed the most fiercely were hit continuously, covered with bullet holes, and bleeding profusely. The rest of the red-armored soldiers couldn't help but shrink back. Knowing that going up is sending them to death, if they continue to go up, it will be really brainless. The head of the Tartar, although simple, is definitely not brain-dead.

"Kill!"

"Free Fire!"

"Don't let a single Tartar run away!"

The soldiers of the convoy took the opportunity to shout and approach the Tartars.

"Bang bang bang!"

The gunfire continued to ring out, and Mini's bullets flew everywhere.

For the frightened Tartars, the gunfire of the escort team was indeed a small shock. None of them dared to guarantee that the enemy's bullets would not hit them. They had no choice but to continue to run for their lives. Ao Bai didn't dare to be strong, so he had to flee for his life.

But Ao Bai heard the constant shouting of the pursuers, angry and angry, but helpless. This was the first time Ao Bai had lost a battle. I have to admit that the taste of losing the battle is really uncomfortable. Pray that the heavens should not be, so that the earth is not spiritual, and it is desperate! He wanted to go back to Liaodong more and more. He decided that if he went back to Tianheng Island smoothly, he would immediately find a way to withdraw to Liaodong.

The convoy of more than 800 people chased after a group of tartars who had been badly damaged, and the scene was like a flock of eagles catching chickens. Some of the Tartars tried to turn around and fight back, but they were always knocked down by the Tiger Hammer first. The ultra-long range of the Tiger Ben Gun has become a nightmare for these Tartars. Ao Bai finally understood why the whole army of Mukbuta was wiped out, why Shubru had already broken into the city, and why he would be driven out, and even Shubru himself was killed in the city. Because, this kind of storm of destruction is definitely not something that the human body can stop. Iron armor or something, completely useless.

They were able to have these two or three hundred people get out by luck, which should be a blessing in misfortune. If it weren't for God's favor, they would all be lost in Aoshan City. Ming Jun, when did you have such a powerful firearm? If these firearms are used against the Dajin army in Liaodong, what will be the consequences?

However, Ao Bai did not have time to think about these questions. It is best to return to Tianheng Island as soon as possible. Even, it is not safe to return to Tianheng Island, and it is necessary to return to Liaodong as soon as possible. It can be imagined with one knee that after they suffered heavy losses, it was impossible for them to hold Tianheng Island. The Ming army will definitely seize the time to attack Tianheng Island, and will definitely not give them a chance to breathe. Only by withdrawing to Liaodong can there be a way to live. Then again, it's time for them scattered birds to return to their nests. However, there must also be a sacrifice made before returning to the nest. Otherwise, the pursuit of the Ming army will be endless.

"Who wants to break off?"

There is no way, Ao Bai can only use killer features.

Send someone to cut off!

In order to protect the retreat of the main force, it was necessary to block the attack of the pursuers as much as possible. To do this, someone must have the determination to die, stay and entangle with the Ming army, delay the Ming army as much as possible, and buy time for other companions to escape. With his heels, you can think that the people who stay behind the broken will definitely be more than lucky, especially when the enemy is so strong, not ordinary people can bear it.

I have to say that the Tartars at this time are still very sacrificial. Soon, there were three last surviving white-armored soldiers, seven red-armored soldiers, and ten ordinary Tartars, a total of twenty people, willing to stay behind and break the queen. All of them are masters of archery, and at a distance of twenty zhang, they are full of strength. It is believed that their blocking can effectively delay the pursuit of the enemy and give other comrades time to flee for their lives.

In order to enhance the strength of the broken comrades, the rest of the Tartars gave them most of the arrows on their bodies. The white-armored soldiers and red-armored soldiers who stayed behind also took off their iron armor and gave it to the other tartars. At the same time, they also handed over their respective longevity locks to Aobai to take back to their families. Obviously, they weren't going to go back.

"Please!"

"God is above, and you will have eternal life!"

Ao Bai pounded the chest of each severed tartar and said loudly.

Then he waved his hand and retreated with the other Tartars.

(To be continued)