In the shouting of the tile spur cavalry on the top of the mountain, "swish, swish," the stones that came from a high level condescendingly, they were round stones the size of a bull's eye, and hundreds of spurs launched together, and the stone rain was comparable to a burst of cannons hitting the bottom of the mountain.

The snow under the boots was slippery, and the cavalry on both sides of the mountain and down the mountain did not dare to accelerate rashly, even the firemen/gunners walking on the ground were also cautious and could not run; He threw two heeled knives in succession, looked helplessly at the black dots flying above his head, and tightened his neck with his gun.

"Crackling," the stone hit the iron helmet, although it hurt a little, but it would not hurt anyone, but if it missed, hit the body and face, the sound of the sergeants behind him wailed, which made the knife begin to chill in his heart.

Compared with those companions in the guards, these guys who are called sergeants are reluctant, but are actually horse thieves, and like the fire/gunners under Ah Man, the knives have been regretted more than many times, and now they are unsteady in walking, and there are few people who can hold their guns and shoot steadily.

"Bah, bah," after decisively shooting out the two cavalrymen running in front, the sergeants behind the knife also pulled the trigger one after another, covering the medics to drag the wounded down for treatment, but the speed under their feet was even slower.

Looking at the cavalry at both ends of the skirmisher line that was getting slower and slower, the knife knew that Ah Man was also uncomfortable, so he understood that he couldn't do anything, so he let Lanelt eat this first bite of dry meat.

"Order, each hundred people began to cover the retreat," Seeing that the fire/gun shooting was not effective, the knife decisively ordered the troops to retreat, and he took a dozen escorts, raised his guns and half-knelt in place, and constantly fired at the tile spur cavalry who rushed down the mountain.

The Centurion who had been killed more than 20 warriors fell to the ground, and the leading centurion saw that the situation was not good, and knew that he had encountered a thorn, so he gave up the opportunity to pursue and retreated to the yurt barracks on the top of the mountain with the wounded.

The knife led the team back more than four miles, and the barracks tent had been set up on the high ground, and the large cowhide tent in the center was used to place war horses overnight, and the sergeants all lived in the barracks in a circle around them.

This kind of tent, which can withstand the severe cold, is light and labor-saving, and is quite strong, has become the favorite luggage of the cavalry and horse thieves under the command of A Man and Dao, plus with a water umbrella in hand, even if you cross the desert Gobi Desert, you will not worry too much.

After wounding a dozen sergeants, Knife and Man sent someone to deliver an urgent report to Ranelt behind, and then hid in the barracks tent, resolutely refusing to send troops; It's freezing on this day, and Jinong's careful thinking is probably not simple, and Ranelt should be able to think of it.

The three clever scouts, one man and three horses, with a message of knives, disappeared south into the grassland and snow, and hurried back to Gujiabao.

The cold wind outside the tent poked the tent, and the knife sitting on the soft blanket looked at the bag of hard soil in front of him, while Ah Man next to him took a sip of cold ale, looking curiously at the bag of dirty clods.

"This is the salt soil?" In Ah Man's confused gaze, the knife picked out a small piece of salt soil and licked it with his tongue, and the bitter taste made him spit out.

"No, green salt doesn't smell like this, and well salt isn't so bitter," I couldn't find a clue about the knife, and after asking the scout, I realized that this bag of salt soil was quietly dug up by the scout on the periphery of the salt pit dug by the Tile Thorns.

But as you can see from this bag of salt soil and the knife, it's no wonder that Lanelt doesn't care much about this broad mountain. It's the Jinong who cares, and I'm afraid it's not as simple as the bitter salt water that can only be eaten by livestock.

Even if it is a boiled salt cube here, it should only be eaten by cattle, sheep and horses, and it is enough for people to eat.

Take a heating stove, put a piece of salt earth into the iron helmet, pour water and heat it; Soon, the muddy water that kept stirring came out of the steam, and the turbid water on the upper part was poured out, and when the slag in the water settled, another iron helmet was poured in.

The salt water continued to heat, and after the water evaporated, a small pinch of gray and white powder was left behind, and the knife and Ah Man dipped it and tasted it, and they spat violently.

"This thing, if the adults saw the big bag of salt and soil brought back by the scout, I'm afraid they would be angry and scolded the mother," Daozi and Ah Man glanced at each other helplessly, this time, Xiao Ye estimated that he was going to lose money.

"No matter, let's guard the camp first, stay or go, and see what the adults do," Daozi was very disappointed, threw the salt soil out of the lookout, and took a box of canned fried noodles, "Come, Aman, eat some hot to warm up,"

Hot water washed the fried noodles, and a few pieces of canned meat were added to it and soaked, and it tasted like it snorted into the stomach, and the taste was very beautiful.

The arrival of the knives increased the number of cavalry on the opposite hill to five hundred, but neither side rushed to fight again, only the rangers and scouts sent were fighting back and forth, and there were casualties among each other.

Three days later, Ranelt's army arrived, and set up camp on a hill ten miles behind the Knife Clan's camp, with no sign of attacking the Varsians on the left and right.

Obviously, the knife and the vanguard camp of Aman, Lanelt threw out as cannon fodder, and even the supply of food and grass dragged on.

They didn't know why the knives were, so they could only tighten the fence to defend them, and a circular trench exploded on the periphery of the camp, and under the desperate dancing shovel of the sergeants, it finally took on a look.

For Ah Man and the knife's wariness, Ranelt is not surprised, just make it difficult on the grain and grass, but not pass, otherwise the people will run away, then he will be in front of the Tile Thorns.

Leaning on the soft felt cushion of the big tent, Lanelt drank the liquor and asked his henchman, "That Simon Xiaoye's Persian source, or can't find a seller to trade?" ”

"Master Wanfu, we have sent people to keep an eye on the periphery, but except for those Han caravans, we have not found any caravans from the north," the henchman said confidently, "unless the so-called Persian goods were made by the craftsmen under that Ximen Xiao Ye,"

Lanelt frowned, and his henchman hurriedly said, "Either the Ming Dynasty has a craftsman family, and he doesn't like to interact with the court and merchants, but he just found this Ximen Xiao Ye to come forward,"

This speculation is much more reasonable, the Ming Dynasty is vast, the craftsmen can be said to be as many as a cow's hair, and the status within the side wall is also inferior, thinking of this, Lanelt couldn't help but sigh.

"Why don't I have so many skilled craftsmen in my Tatar tribe?" The craftsmen in his tribe can loot, and it is terrible to build a three-eyed firebolt, and a hundred people can't make a dozen shots a year, and there are unusable scraps, and Lanelt feels as if he has made a wrong move.

It's better to grab it quickly than to make it yourself, and it's also a good way to buy it if you can't grab it, and countless times I have calculated the consequences of forcibly annexing the Galen tribe, but Lanelt still can't accept the casualties of the fish dying and the net being broken; Or, if the Persian goods were cut off by Simon Xiaoye, the gains outweighed the losses.

The number of cattle, sheep and horses in his tribe is limited, and he can't take them out for trade indefinitely, and the skins, herbs, and minerals are also in demand in Yijinai.

Then, the salt soil of this Kuanxi Mountain has become a material that can be traded in Lanelt's hands, as for whether Xiao Ye can not accept it, he doesn't care, the knife handle is in his hand, if you don't accept it, you won't give face, you have to buy it, the price is negotiable.

The public wants to steal face for Jinong, and the private can make a profit from it, and in the public and private, Lanelte can't give up the existence of Aman, a striker.

With the two 10,000 horsemen sent by Jinong, to capture the mountainous area of Koxi before the beginning of spring, Ranelte only needs to leave a hole in the north, and he can't get the best salt soil, but the worst can be seen everywhere, and there is money everywhere.

Therefore, after thinking about it, Ranelt still decided that he could not let Aman's 2,000 cavalry die casually, and only half of the grain and grass should be provided.

And in the Eagle Claw Fort eight hundred miles away, Liu Shuihe was sending a letter post to Madao Stone Fort repeatedly; As soon as it was dark, the Galen tribe, which was directly north of Gujiabao, was suddenly attacked by Tatar cavalry.

Fortunately, Dudin's barracks left five hundred fire/spearmen, and with dense fire/gun fire, they blocked the inexplicable sneak attack, but almost half of the casualties were killed, and they were basically hacked to death and slashed by the scimitars that rushed forward.

The 3,000 cavalry left by Aman in the tribe exceeded the surprise of the sneak attackers, and the sneak cavalry brigade of tens of thousands was blocked from the camp of the Galen tribe by the defense of less than 4,000 people.

Tens of thousands of men, women, and children of the Galen tribe abandoned the cattle, sheep and horses in the camp, and retreated desperately to Gujiabao under the protection of the war camp and the tribal cavalry.

Gujiabao Wang Hu received the alarm and strengthened the defense of the stone fort At the same time, he sent Qin Shi's night owl banner team to bring the surviving population of the Galen tribe back to the stone fort.

At dawn, the elders who stayed in the tribe of Aman, after taking stock in the stone fort, couldn't help but cry in front of Wang Hu and Qin Shishi, not to mention the loss of all the property, and the elite cavalry in the tribe also died nearly a thousand people, how could they explain to Aman.

In the open space outside the fort of Gujiabao, a large area of cowhide tents were erected, and some barracks tents were also taken out of the warehouse, all of which were used to house the herdsmen of the Galen tribe and the war barracks of Dudin.

Xiao Ye, who received Liu Shuihe's urgent report, after discussing with Xin Weilin, sent two black transport vehicles from the Shenche Battalion to send barracks tents, umbrellas, bedding, medicine belts and other materials to Gujiabao.

With the car, there was also a team of guards, and Kong Xiangming, the chief of the team, received Xiao Ye's military orders in person to protect the three heralds who went to Gujiabao with them, and they didn't care about anything else.

The transport vehicle, which did not hesitate to consume black battery rods, ran like two fast-moving large iron boxes on the snow, and in less than an hour, it appeared in the telescope of the sergeant on the wall of Gujiabao Fort.

The gate, which was already full of triangular pillars, was opened, and the transporter was quickly closed as soon as it drove in.

"Wang Hu, this is the big guy that the adults asked me to bring you, you are really lucky," Kong Xiangming reluctantly handed over two heavy machine guns and five lightning cannons with ammunition to Wang Hu, and had to send five guards to teach how to use them.

"Oh, yes, Brother Kong, you are really my good brother, please drink at night," Wang Hu smiled in surprise and crooked his mouth, and took a few chiefs and centurions to personally send the baby bump to the corner fort of the fort wall, and began to arrange firepower.

There, the guards will teach the designated sergeant to use the mass killing weapon, which is the best way to get a good time.

In the compound of the military building of the war barracks, Kong Xiangming took the guards and helped the herald to move two large iron boxes into a military house, and held shovels and pickaxes in it, and was busy for nearly an hour, and then settled the second ear station of the communication team.

There is a communication terminal in Madao Stone Fort, and there is an ear station in Eagle Claw Fort, which was originally withdrawn from the ear station in Shiguantun, where it was Jinyiwei's sphere of influence, Wang Ziliang still withdrew after thinking about it, and the secrecy of this letter post is too sensitive.

"Da Da, Da Da," when the herald wore earmuffs, flexibly pressed a button, and tapped a square copper plate on the table, Kong Xiangming, who was waiting outside, was slightly relaxed in his heart.

Through the communication of Eagle Claw Fort, Gujiabao Er Station successfully contacted the main station of the Madao Stone Fort Communication Team, and Shi Chang Duan Damin took a letter and walked out of the door, "Brother Kong, you have something,"

"My lord's military order, Brother Kong, you take the transport car, immediately go and bring back the five hundred soldiers who are rotated to the Xichihe tribe, and bring them back with the car, the war horses are not needed, and they will be executed immediately," After reading the military order to Kong Xiangming, he took out a box of ink clay, and Duan Damin asked him to press his handprint, and he wanted to store this letter for investigation.

"Yes, I'm going to find Yushan, I will leave you four brothers here, and you can contact your family with peace of mind," After speaking, Kong Xiangming wiped the red ink in his palm, and went straight to the fort gate with a guard.

The transport cart that unloaded the goods, as soon as it was replaced with a new battery rod, quickly drove out of the stone fort, crossed an arc on the medicine field outside the fort, and rushed lightly into the wilderness to the west.

Not long after the transport vehicle left, in the southwest of Gujiabao, at the end of a wide avenue of Coptis trees on the grass covered with vines and grass, countless black spots appeared, and the Tatar cavalry who had attacked the Galen tribe finally caught up.

In addition to the planting of Coptis trees around the medicine field outside Gujiabao, that is, on both sides of the road leading to the three directions, Coptis trees were planted to protect the passage to the phosphostone mine, Bailong Lake and the Galen tribe.

The Tartar Ten Thousand Cavalry from Juyan Lake Yijinai was a cavalry led by Yewu, a 10,000-strong commander under Jinong, and Jinong also temporarily transferred 5,000 light cavalry from other tribes, in order to be able to kill the Galen tribe who had been drained of elite soldiers in one fell swoop.

However, under the stubborn resistance of the Galen tribe's cavalry and Dudin's 500 fire/gunners, Yewu, who had lost nearly 1,000 cavalry, had to retreat temporarily, wanting to wait until dawn to thunder and kill all the young men of the Galen tribe.

At dawn, the cavalry brigade sent by Yewu pounced in the camp of the Galen tribe, although a lot of cattle, sheep and horses were captured, as well as a large amount of grain, dried meat, and milk wine, but no one in the Galen tribe was found except for the dead.

Following the traces on the snowy ground, the ranger soon found Gujiabao, which was ninety miles away, and also found a very tall stone fort on this grassland.

When the good news came, Yewu, who did not want to be tormented by the wind in the wild, quickly launched the whole army and horses, and pounced on Gujiabao with great momentum.

Although the vines and grasses covered with snow on the grass along the way had no leaves, the sharp poisonous grass on the branches still made Jew quite jealous, and he understood why Ranellet was reluctant to eat the stone castle near the water.

A large area of poisonous weeds scattered on the edge of the Gobi Desert has made Yewu, who can pass through the desert for three hundred miles without damage, lose hundreds of elite warriors.

However, at this time, a group of infantry drove out from the stone fort opposite, and began to form a formation under the cover of cavalry, which gave Yew some hope.

The first military order that Xiao Ye passed to Wang Hu was one sentence, "Pull out and fight, and fight against the Tartars,"

If you rely on the stone fort to shrink inside, then the war camp will be no different from the Ming army in the side wall, and after a long time, no matter how fierce the sergeant will lose his ambition and courage, that is the way to die.

After receiving the military order, Wang Hu and Qin Shi discussed, and then began to distribute and deploy, distribute ammunition and earth-shaking thunder.

"My lord has an order, the brave wins when we meet on the narrow road, we are also warriors on the grassland, we can't let the enemy block the door to bully, set off," Seeing a group of sergeants on the fortress wall, under the leadership of five black-clothed guards, set up machine guns and lightning cannons, Wang Hu immediately issued an order.

The bloodshot Dudin, with three hundred and twenty-seven sergeants, who could pick up their weapons, all went up to the fort wall with fire/guns. After this battle, Dudin is bound to be punished, but that is a matter of later, and the current level will be passed first.

The stone pillar at the gate of the fort was moved away again, and a group of sergeants with iron helmets and fire/guns on their shoulders lined up and walked to the north of the stone fort and began to discharge three lines of fire/gun.

Just not far away, the Yewu rangers who were moving around, where were they willing to give Wang Hu a chance to properly arrange the troops, and the black pressure roared and rushed up, trying to give the cavalry behind a chance to speed up and crush.

Hundreds of rangers rushed over, and the 1,700 sergeants who were still about fifty paces outside the fort wall, in the shouts of the centurion and the chief, unhurriedly pulled out three lines, and Qin Shi's sergeants lined up on the front straggler line.

"Didi, Didi," Wang Hu, who shouted the copper flute in his mouth, blew the flute vigorously from time to time, commanded the three fire/gunners to line up, and began to check the loading of the weapon; The 700 sergeants on the first row of stragglers were already half-kneeling on the ground, raising their guns/guns and shotguns in their hands, and hundreds of gun grenades were aimed at the horse team rushing on the opposite side.

"All through, all through," the heavy machine gun on the fort wall fired, and the intermittent firing shot the four or five rangers who rushed to the front, even the men and horses to the ground, and also marked the approximate range of the machine gun to protect the soldiers.

Eight hundred steps, exactly eight hundred steps, within this distance, no matter how many Tartars there are, they will become the slaughter targets of heavy machine guns, what about the five lightning guns, Wang Hu turned his head to look at the figure on the fortress wall, and suddenly felt full of courage.

The bullets from the machine guns, although they brought down a few of their comrades, also aroused the blood of the rangers, who screamed and fell on their horses, brandished their scimitars in their hands, and bit the rusty arrows of arrows in their mouths.

"Bumper bumper bumper bumper bump," the slight sound of shooting raised puffs of white smoke, and on the first team of stragglers, Qin Shi commanded the sergeant to shoot a grenade, and the grenades rained over, setting off a large area of mud and snow grass clippings; The shrapnel the size of a fingernail swept across, directly sending the rangers who were charging close to 500 paces, and the bombed horses screamed and scattered in all directions.

A hundred-man ranger, Qin Shi's sergeant only fired one round, coupled with the deterrence of the big killing weapon on the fortress wall, the Tartar cavalry, who had lost most of the troops, quickly retreated to the brigade.

The sergeants in the Wang Hu War Camp in the back were still wearing gloves and holding guns to watch. Dudin on the fort wall was even more depressed.

Among the materials sent by Yu Shan, there were more than a dozen boxes of earthy yellow leather gloves, the size was uniform, a full 3,000 pairs, five-finger gloves were made of leather, and it was quite convenient to wear them to patrol and fight, and this battle was officially unveiled.

At this point, the iron helmet worn by the sergeant from his head, the field uniform he wore on his body, the hard-soled military boots on his feet, the cow belt around his waist, the military iron kettle, and the large backpack he carried on his back were all equipped with the processing center.

Unlike Wang Hu's sergeant, Qin Shi's sergeant has a lot of eyes, and the front of the five fingers on the leather glove is cut off with a hunting knife to facilitate firing; The sergeants of the Night Owl Banner Team have two pairs of leather gloves each, and the sergeants who don't feel sorry for Wang Hu can't see it.

But the real effect in front of him is to make the sergeants in the back two rows decide to go back and follow the cut, and freeze the point.

The tempting rangers suffered a big loss, which surprised Yeuwanfu to grow up, originally the cavalry attacked the castle was a big taboo, but now it seems that it is really not pleased, but those infantry are lined up outside the stone fort, Yewu is annoyed and angry.

According to Jinong's order, he must kill the camp of the Galen tribe and capture the main leader alive, now that the camp is in hand, and there are still a lot of corpses to fight for, even if he turns around and returns, he will have the credit, and the tens of thousands of livestock are taken out to see that it is a great victory. The slight flaw is that I didn't catch a tribal leader.

Yewu, who didn't know what Jinong's mind valued, thought that this was just a very ordinary revenge, after all, Wolf Tile was Jinong's commander, and the biggest beneficiary had sworn allegiance to Jinong again.

However, two miles away in front of him, the sergeants who were blocking the other side of the avenue lined up in front of Yewu, which made this high-spirited captain feel quite unhappy, and if he was not happy, he would make his opponent quite miserable.

"Attack with all your might, and if you take the stone fort this time, you won't be able to seal the sword for three days," After looking at the precious binoculars for a while, Jew made up his mind and ordered his cavalry to put on iron round shields.

Woo, woo, woo, the terrible sound of the horn sounded, and tens of thousands of Tartar iron horsemen crowded on the road ten zhang wide, although they could only attack one after another, but the momentum was still suffocating.

The rumbling sound of horses' hooves, the ground trembling slightly under their feet, the dark clouds holding up the scimitars like a forest, and the Tartar iron cavalry that soon forced up, not only made the faces of the thousands of sergeants pale, but also Wang Hu and the other officers, but also pinched a handful of cold sweat in their hands.

"Raise your gun, prepare to shoot," a senior commander not far from him, with a strong shout, alerted Wang Hu, who was a little sluggish, and secretly scolded Wang Hu, who was cowardly to himself, and blew the flute of battle vigorously, "Dididi, Dididi,"

Wow, the sergeant of the first row of the Night Owl Banner Team lay on the cold snow ground and pulled the fire/gun bolt in his hand; The second row of sergeants half-knelt and raised their guns, and the third row of sergeants stood and raised their guns, and there was a sound of bolt pulling.

Holding a half-new shotgun in his hand, Qin Shi loaded the muzzle with a grenade, lying on the westernmost side of the queue, his stiff face couldn't feel how biting the cold wind was, and his eyes were full of Tartar war horses rushing towards him.

Once the battle began, either they repelled the Tartar horses, or their heads were crushed by the horses' hooves, which is the disadvantage of forming a defensive formation; Want to jump and dodge? The buckshot shots in the back two rows hit the head eight times out of ten.

Of the two heavy machine guns on the fort wall, only one was firing unhurriedly, and the lightning cannon was silent.

The first wave of thousands of Tartar cavalry, which began to speed up the attack, under the brave leadership of the commander, the horses' hooves had already stepped into the range of the lightning cannon. From time to time, cavalrymen were hit by bullets and fell off their horses, and from time to time horses fell to the ground, and the blood stimulated the Tartars to become more and more crazy.

Rumbling, rumbling, the thunderous sound of horses' hooves rushed into the thin three lines of fire/gun.

Staring at the hooves of the Tartar war horse, just three hundred steps away, Qin Shi licked his dry lips, simply pulled the trigger, and snapped out a high arc.

Peng, the grenades that were still flying in mid-air immediately aroused the response of many night owl flag team sergeants, and the grenades that flew into the air and the lead bullets that shot out of the chambers formed a fire net lower than the horse's head, and swept towards the Tartar cavalry group.

The lead bullets that cracked on the iron shield, the grenade fragments that exploded, and the more projectiles that hit the war horse, folded the impact arrows of the Tartar cavalry directly on the opposite side of the distance two hundred paces away.

The corpses of the tumbling and falling horses, the screaming wounded, and the wounded and fallen horses stopped the horses that followed behind, or they trampled down fiercely and rushed straight forward to avenge their companions on the ground.

The Tartar cavalry, like a yak kicked on an iron plate, was planted in place, struggling to disperse and continue to attack.

The sergeants/gunners in the second and third rows immediately fired two rows of guns, and the large puffs of smoke set off in front of them made the sergeants slow down the speed of firing, and with the command of the brass flute, they raised their guns and fired blindly forward, as long as the general direction was right.

The Amanian cavalry, guarding both sides of the skirmisher line, could finally pick up the fish that had slipped through the net, pounced on it and slashed it without his life, and with the help of Dudin on the fort wall, they tightly guarded both flanks of the position.

And the heavy machine gun position guarding the fortress wall, the black-clothed guards who occupied the machine guns were finally able to let go of their hands and feet, and beat a heavy machine gun loudly, and the other four guards were just hot-eyed.

The casualties of the first wave of thousand-man troops completely aroused the anger of Yeu, "Speed up and attack with all your might,"

Under the banner of Yewu, the horns were in the sky, and waves of Tatar cavalry were grouped by a thousand people, and they were successively thrown into the ranks of the attack, this kind of refueling tactics, and terrain restrictions, were extremely lethal to opponents with cold weapons, but for hot/weapons, it was a night moth to fight the fire.

"Peng Peng, Peng Peng," "Woo, Woo, Woo," the ground under his feet became more and more trembling, making it difficult for the fire/gun shooters outside the fort to breathe in the smoke of gunpowder, and although they could no longer see the enemy in front of them clearly, they were still desperately reloading and firing, and they wanted to shoot all the 120 projectiles on their bodies forward in the shortest possible time.

Without the sound of Wang Hu's brass flute stopping shooting, the sergeants of these two war battalions, after shooting all the projectiles, would throw three earth-shattering thunderbolts on their bodies, and then take out their repeating crossbows and short fire guns, pull out the hunting knives on their waists, and start to fight the enemy in close combat.

"All through, all through," "bump, bump," the sound of the fort wall behind him, the wind-like machine gun fire, and the continuous lightning cannon firing, made Wang Hu, who was already sweating profusely, glare at his sour red eyes, and almost scolded.

The lightning cannon that can shoot the maximum distance of five miles, the cannonball directly smashed into the banner of Yewu at the farthest distance, but the guards' skills are not very skilled, and the two cannonballs that missed directly made Yewu, who was extremely alert, run out of a mile away with the guards.

"Boom, boom," the lightning cannon that turned back began to bombard the Tartar thousand-man team that was still running in the distance of the passage, and a dozen shells exploded, blowing up several large holes in a thousand-man team, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

The Tartar cavalry, who could not stand the slaughter, quickly dispersed and retreated to the rear, retreating with the banner of the captain.

Under the condescending strafing fire of the heavy machine gun, on the grass three hundred steps away from Qin Shi, a low wall of flesh and blood was piled up, a low wall more than ten steps wide, and the corpses accumulated higher and higher, blocking the impact of the follow-up cavalry, and also blocking the rain of bullets from the war barracks.

The guards, who could see clearly from the walls of the fort, first stopped their machine guns, and the lightning cannons continued to fire at the Tartar horses in the distance; But the brass whistle that ordered the fire/gunners to cease fire, blew on the fort wall.

Chasing the cannonballs that exploded in the retreating footsteps of the Tartar cavalry, they directly chased the Tartars for nearly a mile, and then the bombardment stopped and there was no sound.

Captain Yewu, who was paralyzed on his horse, looked blankly at the cavalry that he had destroyed and wounded, and the bloody road that extended all the way was slow for a long time, until a commander with a broken arm stood in front of his horse crying, and then he raised his horsewhip tremblingly, and blood spurted from the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, a good Galen tribe, a good Gujia stone fort, Captain Ben Wanfu and you are incompatible," Yewu, who swore a poisonous oath, retreated in a hurry with his subordinates, and even the cattle, sheep, and grain in the Galen tribe camp did not care about picking them up.

In this, there may be a bigger conspiracy, Yewu, who is good at yin people, can only reluctantly abandon those hot seizures, for fear that he will be caught up and beaten if he runs slowly.

"The wild Tartars have retreated, they have fled," on the fort wall, hundreds of logistics teams with fire/guns on their backs, as well as the Gu family's newly established clan elders in the fort, fifty sword-wielding soldiers, jumped to their feet and shouted.

The brass flute of the alarm on the fort wall was soon sounded, and the battlefield was cleaned outside the stone fort, and a pair of stretchers, mules and horses were sent inside the fort.

Dudin led his sergeants to assemble from both ends of the fort wall, standing on the fort wall, he felt that the stone fort was much safer, at least he didn't have to worry about being raided by the enemy, but he didn't like this comfort in his heart.

The smoke of gunpowder dissipated under the fort wall, and the tragic scene that appeared in front of the sergeants suddenly made most of the sergeants under Wang Hu roll and flutter in their stomachs, and the sound of vomiting continued one after another.

Only the first row of the night owl flag team sergeants, a few of them turned pale, but most of them crossed the dead and wounded all over the ground with guns, chased far away in the direction of the Tartar retreat, and began to guard the perimeter.

They were followed by groups of cavalry from the Amanian tribe, slaughtering back to their old camp with a faster speed.

"Grass, you guys are usually very good, what's wrong with you today?" Under Qin Shishi's mocking eyes, Wang Hu roared with a flushed face, and the centurion who scolded him also had a gloomy face, not to mention the chiefs.

"Quick, collect the seized supplies, search for the wounded Tartars, and let the medics heal those who survive," the order with a strong humane overtone was handed down, and the sergeants, especially the Tartar sergeants, worked hard to remove the dead men and horses, shouting loudly, pulling out the wounded wild Tartars who were still moaning and bandaging their wounds.

"It's still the benevolence and righteousness of the Han people," this kind of action also made the desperate Yewu cavalry lie down next to the dead horse and let go of the scimitar in their hands, and cooperated as prisoners, they deserved to be injured, at least their lives were not lost.

Of course, their final fate should be to go to Eagle Claw Fort, which Qin Shi probably knew in addition to Wang Hu and those guards.

After cleaning the battlefield and informing Eagle Claw Fort of the battle situation, Wang Hu received a notice from Qin Shi that there were still a large number of cattle, sheep and horses left in the camp of the Galen tribe, as well as the herdsmen's tent yurts, what to do.

After Wang Hu inquired, he knew that these people did not want to live in the stone fort, so he planned to give up the opportunity to recruit 3,000 Galen cavalry.

The ensuing order from Ma Dao Stone Fort made Wang Hu change his mind.

After getting the battle report, Xin Weilin privately solemnly asked Xiao Ye whether he could continue to get firearms, and after getting Xiao Ye's affirmative answer, he strongly suggested that Xiao Ye take this opportunity to completely absorb the Galen tribe, and with the ability of the barbarian mountain, let him be a thousand-captain to the end.

Once the difference in strength between friends is too big, it can only be master and slave.

"After the beginning of spring, not only will the Mongolian Tartars come to retaliate, but even the barracks over there will not stay in the barracks in Gansu Town, and the adults need to fight the enemy on two fronts," Xin Weilin's judgment made Xiao Ye's idea of protecting the Galen tribe now thriving on the grassland quietly disperse.

Without their own care, the tribe of the Amanians will soon be annexed by Ranelt, and this time there are already signs of sending troops to the Zabkhan River.

"Build an attached fort on the periphery of Ximen Stone Fort, leave a place for the people of the Aman, and all the young men of the Galen tribe will be recruited into the war barracks, and it is easier to get food than grazing," Xiao Ye finally made up his mind under Xin Weilin's insistent persuasion.

For this reason, he specially took an assault car and rushed to Gujiabao, and under the banner of visiting the wounded and killed brothers, he met several old people of the Aman family.

"Now there are poisonous weeds everywhere here, grazing is not easy, and our clansmen are not willing to leave here, as long as the people of the Manshan Zitou are willing to belong, we have no complaints," Hearing with their own ears the food and salary promised by Xiao Ye, as well as the same treatment as the Han sergeants in the future, a few old people who knew that there was no way out nodded in agreement with Xiao Ye's proposal, and waited for Ah Man to come back and be officially naturalized.

As mercenaries in the future, they have nothing to be embarrassed about when they fight and get money, what they see on the grassland is affordable, not empty talk, if they give face again, it will be even better.

A day later, the 500 soldiers who supported the West Chih tribe returned, and the strength of the Gujiabao garrison exceeded 2,000 firemen/gunners, and the 2,000 Galen cavalry who were attached, plus machine guns and lightning cannons, were more than enough to protect the stone fort.

The transporter helped the Galen tribe move outside Gujiabao, leaving enough healthy horses, and the remaining large herd of cattle and sheep was driven to Eagle Claw Fort, where they were sent to a black house and processed into large quantities of canned meat, leather clothes and leather pants.

Naturally, the Aman tribe received a large amount of compensation for the silver ticket, waiting for the leader to come back and hand it in.

After Gujiabao was released from guard, the caravan that went out to buy goods from the stone fort quickly transmitted the news of the defeat of the 10,000-horse Tartar attack back to the Eagle Claw Fort shops, and then back to the side wall from there.

The pigeon letters, which disappeared into the night sky one by one, accelerated the speed of message transmission.

After the training was completed a year ago, he had been stationed in the border barracks of Gansu Town in front of the snow, as well as in the guard posts and official offices of Gansu Town, and all kinds of people were stunned by this sudden news.

Only Fang Shanshui, who couldn't hide in the hundred households, looked at the information in his hand, and muttered to himself, "Its momentum is long, and the tail can't be lost,"

Fortunately, the development of this Ximen Xiaoye's power is all on the grassland, which is also the most surprising point for Fang Shanshui, for this reason, he even gave up several opportunities to send people to infiltrate Madao Stone Castle.

If Jin Yiwei is determined to kill a person, then there are times when there are lapses in a defense as tight as Xiao Ye, and the chance of assassination is not small; However, Xiao Ye's revenge for beating the snake and not dying made Fang Shanshui lose the courage to continue to attack.

Jin Yiwei is also a human being, and he also has family members and friends, no one wants to live in the days of retaliation, endless worries, and the length of time is not certain.

Not to mention the few things in Gansu Town, Jiang Jie arranged the family house near Jingshi, and there was news that he was attacked by unknown forces, this kind of thing, Fang Shanshui saw at a glance that there were people standing after the incident, except for Ximen Xiaoye, there was no outsider.

This kind of persistent method of searching for the enemy of the Ming Dynasty, and the ruthless method of absolutely contempt for the deterrence of the government, made Fang Shanshui stop the secret work in his hand, and now Li Dongliang, the supervisor of the guard, looks at him unpleasantly, and he is too lazy to compete for credit.

The news of the victory of the Galen tribe and the Mongol Tatars in a battle reached the pass of Qingfeng Valley, and the caravans going back and forth to Eagle Claw Fort could clearly feel that the inspection of goods by the Ming army guarding the pass had relaxed a lot; Outside the pass, you can even see old soldiers one by one, leading lean pack horses, carrying scythes and sickles, and planting poisonous weeds and vines from the swamp on the side of the mountain road outside the pass.

Three days later, the three scouts sent back by the knife made Xiao Ye recall the two transport vehicles, and even summoned two earthy yellow Type 1 transport vehicles from Madao Stone Fort with letter posts.

The long-distance communication sentinel, convenient and fast, has become an indispensable treasure in Xiao Ye's hands, and it is also a target of strict protection by the guards.

The three transport vehicles brought two heavy machine guns, five lightning guns, and a large amount of ammunition and canned food, and Yang 18 personally led fifty guards to support Daozi and Aman. The last transporter was filled with boxes of black battery rods.

The three scouts looked excited, sat in the transport car they liked for many days, or in the front passenger seat, looked around at it was a beauty, and pointed out the direction from time to time; The transport vehicle shook slightly, slowly rose from the ground, and when it was a foot above the ground, it began to accelerate away from Gujiabao.

In the inner fort of Gujiabao, in the mill, Xiao Ye threw the inconspicuous large bag of salt soil into the grinding eye with his own hands, and as the stone mill rotated, only a few taels of cyan plaster were grinded out, which made the surrounding craftsmen very unfavorable.

However, Xiao Ye, who turned his head and left, lowered his eyes slightly, and the fine light that crossed couldn't hide the shock in his heart.

"Without the expansion of territory, there will be no development of strength," this sentence sounded in his heart from the perspective of war theory.

Salt played an important role in the Ming Dynasty, and it penetrated into all walks of life in the economic life of later generations.

In the civilian catalogue of the processing center, all kinds of cups, dishes, and kettles made of iron enamel and enamel appeared in the civilian catalogue of the processing center, and in the catalogue of military products, two diametrically opposed firearms appeared.

Thunder-throwing weapons similar to the appearance of earth-shaking thunder, one is a black-headed fire extinguishing bomb, and the other is a red-headed incendiary/bomb, due to the lack of salt, Xiao Ye can't take it out now, but he already has a target.

"Hey, I don't know if Brother Liu Ren's plan is whether it is a meat bun to beat a dog," Xiao Ye, who muttered softly, took a step towards the small courtyard of the military house.

Jin Sanniang took the maid to Eagle Claw Fort, but he and Xin Weilin rushed to Gujiabao and lived in the small courtyard where Jin Sanniang stayed.