"Whoosh!"

Just then, an arrow flew in.

"Poof!"

The arrow pierced deep into Yang Hongwen's body.

"Report ...... ...... hatred"

Yang Hongwen only had time to spit out two faint words before he fell.

"Bang bang bang!"

The warrior behind him immediately raised his tiger gun and shot at the inside of the cabin.

There were two fighters who immediately pulled Yang Hongwen's body back and got out of the Tartar's shooting range.

"The team is not dead!"

"The team is still alive!"

A soldier quickly ripped off Yang Hongwen's military uniform and checked his injuries.

As a result, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the Tartar's arrow hit Yang Hongwen's lower abdomen. Although the arrow is very deep, there is no important organ in the lower abdomen, and Yang Hongwen still has breath. The warrior quickly picked up a waist knife from the ground, asked the person next to him to press the wound, and then cut off the shaft of the arrow. Immediately, he found a wooden plank and asked the soldiers to carry Yang Hongwen down.

At this time, the soldier next to him saw clearly that it was Zhang Youcai who was dealing with the wound. Zhang Youcai was originally by Zhang Zhun's side, but after the battle over there, he ran here to join in the fun. It just so happened that he knew a little first aid knowledge and treated Yang Hongwen's wound on the spot.

While Zhang Youcai was treating his wounds, the battle over there had entered a state of madness.

In an instant, one team member was killed, one team member was seriously injured, and all the soldiers of the escort team went crazy. They didn't care how many Tartars were in the cabin, and what kind of Tartars they had. Like a tidal wave, they kept firing Minnie rounds into the cabin, eager to drain all the ammunition on their bodies.

More fighters, in order to avoid something like this, searched back and forth on the deck. As long as it was a tartar, they were pierced a hundred times with a bayonet, even if it was a corpse, even if it had been pierced with a bayonet to a complete blur of flesh and blood. They also went crazy and smashed everything around them with the butts of their guns, including the skulls of the Tartars.

"Stop!"

Zhang Zhun's voice came slowly.

The crazy warriors have just calmed down a little.

Zhang Zhun first came to Yang Hongwen's body, and after seeing his wounds, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked the soldiers to carry it away carefully. Yang Hongwen's injuries are still saved, this is Zhang Zhun's preliminary judgment. Then, he came to Yang Junjie's body and looked at him silently.

Yang Junjie had stopped breathing.

His complexion was obviously in pain, which was the natural reaction of the human body after being stabbed by a scimitar. His eyes are still open. Yes, he died without turning a blind eye. He would never have thought that he would be attacked by the Tartars at this time. Perhaps, every warrior, before the battle with the Tartars, had already prepared for the worst. However, when this moment comes, no one can accept it calmly.

Zhang Zhun squatted down and reached out to wipe Yang Junjie's eyes.

Yang Junjie's hands are still firmly holding the tiger gun. The butt of the Tiger Gun has been smashed. The butt of the tiger is made of hawthorn wood, which is quite hard and cannot be easily broken. It can be seen how powerful his blow before death was. It's no wonder that the skulls of the Tartars are about to be shattered.

Zhang Zhun tried to draw out the bloody tiger bonnet, but he didn't succeed. He tried a little harder, but it still didn't work. A soldier next to him wanted to come up to help, but Zhang Zhun refused. Zhang Zhun stood up slowly, held back the tears in his eyes, and said slowly: "When you collect the body, don't take the tiger belly away...... Let him take it with him! ”

The warriors next to him all choked up and nodded silently to show understanding.

Zhang Zhun pursed his lips vigorously, trying to relieve the grief in his heart. It was the first time he had felt true grief since he came into the world. Yang Junjie, the first person who followed him to practice fish piercing, learn assassination together, and was born and died with him, has left this world peacefully. Zhang Zhun suddenly remembered that Yang Junjie was only two years older than him. He didn't even have time to go on a blind date! Originally, the family had already agreed on a target for him, but due to his busy military affairs, he didn't have time to meet the target!

And just like that, he walked away gently.

When he left, he still held the weapon in his hand firmly.

"Zhang Youcai, you take over Yang Junjie's team position!"

"Liu Chenzi, you take over Yang Hongwen's position as the team leader!"

Zhang Zhun shouted coldly.

He didn't grieve.

Now, this is not the time to grieve.

"Understood!"

"Understood!"

Zhang Youcai and Liu Chenzi hurriedly answered.

"Keep searching!"

"Keep fighting!"

Zhang Zhun shouted in a deep voice.

"That's right, we're dead!"

"But the Tartars are dying more than we do!"

"As long as our death can be exchanged for the destruction of the Tartars! Our death is worth it! People in the future will always remember their names! Tartars are not afraid of death, are we afraid of death? No! We are more afraid of death than Tartars! ”

Zhang Zhun glanced at the soldiers beside him, and said in an impassioned voice.

Losing Yang Junjie and Yang Hongwen at once, Zhang Zhun is indeed very heartbroken.

However, if you want to destroy the Tartars, and you want to pay a little price, it is absolutely impossible!

The battle will continue.

casualties, and more.

This is the inevitable law of war.

However, there is no problem with this, as long as they can kill the Tartars, their death, it will be worth it!

"Kill the Tartars, we don't talk about conditions!"

This simple and unpretentious language went back and forth in Zhang Zhun's heart.

"Attack!"

"Attack!"

Zhang Youcai and Liu Chenzi, who took over the duties of the team, successively issued orders to attack.

"Bang bang bang!"

Dozens of Tiger Guns shot at the cabin from different angles at the same time.

"Puff puff!"

From inside the cabin, there was the sound of Mini's bullet hitting the target.

The gunfire stopped, and Zhang Youcai and Liu Chenzi rushed in first.

The fighters in the back rushed in.

"Bang!"

Zhang Zhun was about to follow up, when suddenly, a loud noise stopped his steps.

He looked up and found that not far away, Yang Guohua's pirate ship was close to another pork belly ship of Tartar. Zhong Wuying and the others were flipping from the top of the pirate ship to the Tartar's pork belly ship, and the remnants of the Tartar were slaughtered for the last time.

It turned out that at the same time as the pork belly ship ran aground, Yang Guohua seized the opportunity to launch a strong attack on the remaining Tartar warship. One-on-one, who's afraid of whom? The sailors of the Tartar warships did not dare to go up to the mast to make sails, which caused the maneuverability of the ships to be seriously affected. Don't miss the opportunity, the time will not come, if you don't attack at this time, when will you wait?

So under the cover of the tiger and the gun, Yang Guohua's ships kept approaching the enemy ships. Yang Weiguo and others, at the bow of the ship, kept firing and suppressing the Tartars' bows and arrows to counterattack. As soon as the Tartar emerges, there is a risk of being hit by a dense stream of Mini bullets.

Ten Zhang...... Hachijo...... Wuzhang ...... The distance between the two sides is getting closer.

Suddenly, several Tartars rushed out of the cabin and tried to release arrows.

"Bang bang bang!"

The speed at which Yang Weiguo and the others shot was much faster than the speed at which they fired.

Dense Mini bullets hit Tartar's body without any suspense.

"Puff puff!"

A series of blood flowers erupted.

All four Tartars were poured at the entrance and exit of the cabin.

Sanzhang ...... Erzhang ...... One foot ...... "Bang!" ”

Finally, the two ships slowly leaned together.

The gangplank was quickly placed in the middle of the two boats.

Zhong Wuying and the others climbed over the guardrail, jumped onto the enemy ship, and slowly approached the cabin.

Unlike Yang Junjie and others, Zhong Wuying and others are still very cautious. At the same time that Zhong Wuying was approaching forward, Yang Weiguo, Ma Yi, Liu Jixiang, Dugu Lie and others were on guard in the back, and the muzzle of the black hole was always facing the exit of the cabin. If there's something wrong, shoot immediately.

"Quack!"

Suddenly, two more Tartars ran out of the cabin.

They held their scimitars high, and they didn't know what slogans they were shouting, and they pressed Zhong Wuying over.

Looking at their appearance, they have the posture of dying together.

"Bang bang bang!"

Zhong Wuying and the others saluted them with a series of Mini bullets.

The two Tartars were hit backwards by the powerful kinetic energy of Mini's bullets, and they fell backwards. The scimitar in the hand of the Tartar fell at the feet of Zhong Wuying and the others. With a casual kick, they kicked the scimitar away and continued to close in on the front.

Zhong Wuying came to the entrance of the cabin and felt the strong smell of blood.

"I'll go in first."

Zhou Zhengyu came up from behind, holding two eagle-eyed guns in his hands.

Their sailors are armed with eagle-eyed guns.

Compared with the Tiger Gun, the use of the Eagle Eye Gun is much more flexible, and it can be done with one hand, pointing where to hit. Even if there is a Tartar in the nearest distance, you can raise your hand and kill the Tartar first. In the cramped cabin, the Hawkeye Gun is undoubtedly much better than the Tiger Gun.

Zhou Zhengyu walked in slowly.

It was silent, and no sound could be heard.

Zhong Wuying shouted with concern behind him: "Old Zhou, how is the situation?" ”

There is no answer inside.

Zhong Wuying and the others hurriedly covered each other and slowly entered. As a result, they were surprised to see that Zhou Zhengyu was standing in the middle of the cabin with a dull look. Beside him, no tartars were seen.

Zhong Wuying shouted worriedly: "Old Zhou? ”

Zhou Zhengyu said obscurely: "It's all dead, it's really miserable." ”

Zhong Wuying and the others followed his gaze and saw that in front of them, in the corner of the cabin, there were more than a dozen corpses of young women lying in front of them. All the women are basically striped on their bodies. They may have been captured by the Tartars and brought silver humiliation. As a result, the Tartars killed them all before they died.

"A beast with no surname!" Yang Weiguo scolded fiercely.

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Do Tartars still have a surname? Ma Yi said coldly.

Zhou Zhengyu pursed his lips vigorously and said in a deep voice: "Spread out and continue to search." ”

The fighters scattered and searched the various cabins. The results soon came that there were no more living people on board.

Zhou Zhengyu arranged for sailors to climb to the top of the mast, adjust the sails, and slowly dock the ship.

Zhong Wuying and the others stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the beach in front of them.

On the beach, there are corpses everywhere. Some of the corpses have been carried into the sea by the surging waves, and they are constantly floating on the water. What the battle on land will be like, they don't know. However, seeing the dense corpses, they could also deduce how fierce the battle on land must have been.

The Haicang boat couldn't completely dock, so Zhong Wuying and the others jumped directly into the water and waded ashore. At this time, they just happened to see Yang Hongwen being carried down. Zhong Wuying and the others were taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask what was going on. Knowing that Yang Junjie died in battle, everyone's mood became heavier and heavier, and the joy of victory was completely lost.

Soon after, Zhang Zhun got off the boat.

Ma Yi reported to him about the woman on the pork belly boat, and his tone was very obscure.

Zhang Zhun responded in the same obscure tone: "There are also on this ship, more than twenty." ”

All the guards were slightly shocked in their hearts.

These damn Tartars actually take women with them when they go to war!

The two pork belly boats are already like this, it is conceivable that on Tianheng Island, how many Han women are suffering from the humiliation of the Tartars? Speaking of which, the Tartars have occupied Tianheng Island for several years, during which they have been constantly coming out to burn and loot. However, neither the governor of Denglai, nor the governor of Shandong, nor the capital of Shandong, the general army of Denglai, and the general army of Shandong eliminated the Tartars.

A small Tianheng Island, at most a few hundred real Tartars, dared to despise the whole of Shandong, and did not take the Ming army in their eyes, and the Shandong officials of the Ming Dynasty were incompetent, to what extent can be imagined. And in the eastern Liaodong region, there are hundreds of thousands of Tartars. Hundreds of Tartars can't be wiped out, and you still expect to wipe out hundreds of thousands?

Zhang Zhun said with a solemn expression: "Ma Yi, you can arrange to clean up the bodies of those poor women, try to freshen them up, put on new clothes, and then bury them." We don't know their names, we don't know where they come from, so let's put up a wordless monument for them! ”

Ma Yi agreed.

By this time, the battle was completely over.

The wounded were quickly carried away and sent to Fushan City for treatment.

Zou Mingjia and others began to clean up the battlefield.

According to preliminary statistics, at least two hundred Tartars were killed, and two or three hundred two Tartars were killed. In addition, fourteen Tartars and more than twenty second Tartars were captured. The Tartars who were captured alive were stunned by the oversized mines, and when they woke up, they were in a daze and became prisoners of the convoy. Because the explosion was so powerful, they were a little drowsy in their minds until now, and they couldn't figure out what was going on.

At the same time, the convoy captured two ships. Although both ships were somewhat damaged, and the stranded one was particularly serious, Yang Guohua had already inspected that these two pork belly boats, as long as they were repaired, could continue to be used! In other words, from then on, the sailor detachment of the escort team had three ships. Whether it is used to fight wars or transport goods, the ability has been greatly enhanced.

Although the pork belly ship itself is not armed, it is a good ship whether it is used to transport goods or personnel. The pigbelly ship has a carrying capacity of more than 600 stone (about 60 tons), which is more than twice that of a pirate ship!

The losses of the convoy were also basically counted, with a total of 24 killed and more than 30 wounded. Among the martyrs is a team leader (Yang Junjie). One team deputy, five gang leaders, and four team commanders. Officers accounted for exactly half of the war dead. A significant number of those wounded were also officers. This fully shows that in the most dangerous times, the officers always rush to the front.

After the battle, the fathers and villagers of the Fushan Institute rushed to celebrate this unprecedented victory when they heard the news.

The corpses of the Tartars were quickly cleaned out and lined up for the villagers to visit. The escort team wiped out two hundred Tartars in one go, as well as two or three hundred two Tartars, which was enough to make every military household in Fushan feel extraordinary. Such a record, if you don't see it with your own eyes, you can't believe it. Yang Kaide and others have been on the front line in Liaodong for several years, and they have never seen such brilliant results.

In fact, the battle between the Ming army and the Houjin army, the number of beheadings is indeed not much. Even if Ning Jin was victorious, the real number of beheadings was only two or three hundred. You can see how difficult it is to destroy a Tartar. If you compare the personnel losses of the Ming army with the personnel losses of the Tartars, the ratio is more than one hundred to one. From the beginning of the Battle of Salhu, the Ming army lost at least hundreds of thousands in Liaodong, while the losses of the Tartars, that is, thousands, were certainly less than 10,000.

"It's really a Tartar ......"

Chen Guoxi and the others carefully identified the head of the tartar.

In order to prevent the front-line troops from killing good people and taking risks, the Ming court set up a special corpse officer to identify the heads of the Tartars. They will determine whether the head is a tartar or not based on the details of the scalp, face shape, chin, teeth, ears and other parts of the head. Over time, many fighters on the front line have also learned to recognize the technology. Among them, Chen Guoxi's identification skills are relatively good.

There is no doubt that most of these corpses lying on the beach, or lying in Maojiatun, are genuine tartars. In addition to the fourteen Tartars who were captured alive, there were at least one hundred and sixty other Tartar corpses. Moreover, there are also the corpses of some Tartars, which may have been buried under the floating earth. The explosion power of the three mines was too great, and the terrain around the explosion site had completely changed.

Yang Kaide said with emotion: "Yulin, if this is in the army...... You're going to have to move up three levels in a row. ”

Mao Sanye and the others all nodded again and again.

According to the military merit system of the Ming army, the rewards for Tartar battles were very generous. Decapitate one level, and you can get a reward of fifty taels of silver. Decapitation of the second level, can be promoted. Two hundred levels of decapitation are enough for Zhang Zhun to be promoted to three levels in a row. Many of the Ming army's heroes, such as Zhou Yuji, Huang Degong and others, were promoted by the head of the Tartars.

However, the sacrifice of Yang Junjie and other fighters made everyone feel very sad. At the same time, Yang Hongwen and other injured soldiers will also be permanently disabled. Many of the wounded will never be able to return to the convoy. In this battle, the price paid by the escort team is indeed not small.

Zhang Zhun's mood is also a mixture of joy and sorrow. The destruction of the Tartars and the achievement of the intended purpose should be celebrated. However, the loss of so many fighters at one time, especially the loss of a backbone like Yang Junjie, made him feel very sad. He stood silently on the beach, watching the waves lap on the beach one after another, slowly diluting the blood. No one else dared to come up and disturb him, and neither did Yang Yinghan.

Suddenly, Zhang Zhun felt something.

He quickly turned back.

There was a man standing behind him.

Someone he would never have thought of!

(To be continued)