There is a small mountain village at the foot of a mountain in the east of Incheon, this small mountain village that used to be peaceful and peaceful has become a sea of fire at this time, and there are weeping and wailing sounds everywhere, hundreds of knights in red armor are riding tall horses to gallop back and forth in the village, some of them are chasing the fleeing villagers with long knives, some are holding torches and setting fire everywhere, if they meet a man, they will go down with a knife, if they meet a young woman, they will grab the horse, and the wailing and crying of the villagers is different. The knights let out howls of excitement and screams like beasts.

Among these knights was a general of about forty years of age, with a thin face, and a pair of triangular eyes that were not always fierce, and he was dressed in fine red and blue armor, with a slender pigtail of money rat tail dragging behind his head, and he always liked to caress the mustache on his lips. Behind him stood more than a dozen knights in white armor with fierce expressions, and it seemed that the situation belonged to the most elite white-armored soldiers belonging to the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

Seeing the villagers begging for mercy under the iron hooves of the Qing warriors, Guharto's heart was filled with an inexplicable pleasure, and he turned his head to the white-armored soldiers around him and said with satisfaction: "See, the result of these lowly villagers refusing to hand over food and women can only be to become our sword ghosts, and use their heads to atone for the sins of offending the Qing warriors." ”

"That's what my lord said." A white-armored soldier with a hideous face behind Guharto grinned, even more so when he was involved in the scars on his face.

"Those lowly ants, they are only worthy of trembling under our swords, our Qing warriors conquered the world with bravery, and even the Ming Dynasty trembled under our horses' hooves, not to mention these even more humble Koreans."

After saying that, the white-armored soldiers around them all burst into laughter, and a smell of blood and cruelty seeped out from their smiles.

Just when their laughter has not stopped, there was a galloping sound of horses' hooves from the west, from the moment these horses' hooves came, the laughter of these white-armored soldiers suddenly stopped, and after a blink of an eye, the big bow that these white-armored soldiers originally carried behind them was still held in their hands, and a sharp arrow was already on the string, and the name of the most elite in the Qing army was indeed worthy of its name.

At the same time, the Qing army, which was still looting in the village, also stopped plundering one after another and automatically concentrated on Guharto's side.

After a while, the sound of horses' hooves came to the entrance of the village, and a white-armored soldier who was watching in front of him reported loudly: "My lord, it's our own people." ”

After listening to the report of the white-armored soldier in front of him, Guharto waved his hand, and the original tense atmosphere was eliminated, and a white-armored soldier shook his head and cursed: "Damn, which bastard ran so fast, I thought it was those Korean rebels and cavalry attacking." ”

"My lord, it's Muduka Niulu, Etozhen Niulu, and a dozen or so brothers who have come." The white-armored soldiers guarding the village came with news again.

"What are these two guys doing here, are you afraid that Lao Tzu will eat alone here?" Guharto cursed.

"Call them all at once, and I'll ask them how they are doing?" Guharto's brow furrowed innorantly, as if something bad was about to happen.

Soon, two Qing soldiers dressed in Niulu-style armor immediately appeared in front of Guharto's eyes. I saw that they crawled in front of Guharto, and before they could speak, tears and snot welled up, and they cried loudly: "My lord, it's not good, the Ming army is coming!" ”

There was silence all around, followed by a burst of laughter.

Guharto even laughed so much that he slipped off his horse's back, he hugged his stomach and laughed: "Muduka, Etozhen, this joke is not funny, if you want to follow the master to fight the grass valley, you can say it clearly, to be honest, this kind of excuse is really bad." ”

After saying this, Guharto smiled and gently whipped each of them with a horsewhip to show his dissatisfaction, but soon he felt that something was wrong, and the two men still looked at him with sad faces, and let the snot and tears on their faces just hang on their faces.

Guharto's laughter gradually lowered, and he immediately felt that something was wrong, and he grabbed the hem of Muduka's clothes, his originally powerful arms trembled slightly, and his voice sank instantly: "Is what you said true?" ”

"Yes, my lord, we are not lying, our men and horses stationed on the beach are finished, all are finished!"

Looking at the two crying subordinates, Guharto's heart seemed to fall into a bottomless abyss, he loosened Muduka's shirt, his thick body shook twice, and then he shouted loudly from nowhere: "This is impossible, did those Ming troops fall from the sky, they are 108,000 miles away from us." Even if they called, could it be that the garrisons in front were all papier-mâché? Can't even send a single warning signal? ”

Etuo Zhen on the side explained sadly: "My lord, those Ming troops did not come from the land, they came from the sea by boat. ”

"You damn bastards, how could I be wiped out so quickly by those Ming troops with 1,200 men and 500 brave horsemen left there? How many people did they come? Ten thousand or twenty thousand? In Guharto's view, the Ming army did not have one to twenty thousand elites, and there was no way to annihilate themselves and take more than a thousand elites.

"My lord, we don't know how many Ming soldiers came, but before we came, we saw that they had unloaded more than 3,000 soldiers from the ship."

"More than three thousand?" Guharto was like a rooster being choked by the neck, and his voice was strangely raised an octave for a moment before suddenly stopping.

"More than 1,000 of your elites were wiped out by more than 3,000 Ming troops? Didn't you wake up? Or do they lie on the ground one by one and let those Ming soldiers kill them? Guharto had a look of disbelief on his face.

"My lord, no, we, we" The two lowered their heads in shame, not daring to look up at their boss.

"Say! Why were you killed by thousands of Ming troops, there must be some reason here, say it quickly! Guharto was furious, he was very clear about the combat effectiveness of his men, Guharto had led his troops to invade the south several times, and he also had a very intuitive understanding of the standing of the Ming army, and he was convinced that only more than a thousand warriors under his command were enough to fight with seven or eight thousand Ming troops without falling behind. If he wanted to completely annihilate the more than 1,200 soldiers he had left on the coast in such a short period of time, the Ming army would have to dispatch at least 1 to 20,000 people, with more than 10 times the number of troops.

But now someone actually came to tell him that his army had been wiped out by more than 3,000 or even fewer Ming troops, and this news was no less ridiculous than Nurhachi's sudden appearance.

"It's a real adult." Etozhen swallowed his saliva, moistened his thirsty throat and continued: "Those Ming soldiers all came out of the sea in ten big boats, and then approached the beach in dozens of small boats, originally we wanted to shoot them back with bows and arrows on the beach, but they actually loaded artillery on the boats, and these cannons hit far away, and we had to retreat two miles. When they came ashore, Brato and his cavalry tried to charge them, but they were all killed on the beach with firearms, and we saw that the situation was not good."

Eto stumbled to tell everything that had happened on the beach, and Guharto and the white-armored soldiers had eyes bigger than brass bells, and they felt as if they were listening to a mythical story. Birds can hurt people at 300 paces, aren't you talking in your dreams? Are you sure you're talking about the Bird Gun and not the Red Cannon?

"So all the warriors who stayed on the shore died?" Guharto's face turned blue and red for a while, and it was not an exaggeration to defeat Amin Bel so badly that he would cut off his head ten times.

But what made him even more distressed was that after this battle, his Jia La changed from a main force Jia La to a dispensable role in soy sauce in the Zhenghong Banner, and he couldn't recover at all in 20 years.

"How long will it take for these warriors to make up for it?" Guharto thumped his chest in distress.

Seeing the distressed appearance of Lord Jia Lazhangjing, the faces of the white-armored soldiers and soldiers around him also showed a color of iron and gray. Their status and the strength of their Jiala are commensurate, and a Jiala with only more than 300 soldiers left will only be reduced to the downstream in terms of both the status of the banner and the distribution of materials in the future.

At this time, Muduka said with a bitter face: "My lord, don't feel sorry for those warriors first, that's something we will start thinking about later, and the only thing we can do now is how to explain this matter to Erbele, otherwise a catastrophe will come." ”

"Yes, our second Belle is notoriously hot-tempered, and if we had told him the news like that, we'd all have to be stuffed into sacks to make meatloaf."

"Okay, so tell me if you have a catch?" After thinking about it, Guharto asked through gritted teeth.

"Nope." Mudoka's heads were almost hanging down to their bellies, and they were eager to jump in with a crack in the ground. After this news came out, they would not be able to see anyone in the future, and more than 1,200 warriors with the red flag fought a decisive battle with a thousand Ming troops, and after almost all the troops were wiped out, they found that they had lost even a single hair of others, which was really a great shame.

After seeing the expressions of the two, Guharto's face darkened, he gritted his teeth, and said to the dozen or so white-armored soldiers around him: "Now you immediately cut off the heads of all the people in the village, decorate them, and bring them with you immediately, and we will immediately take them to report this matter to Lord Erbel, do you know?" ”

"My lord, do you want to learn from the Han people to kill and do tricks on the head?" Everyone on the side was shocked

(To be continued)