Death, whether it is the enemy's or one's own, is definitely the most profound lesson.

This time, they appeared to be more relaxed in a circle, and fired one more round of crossbow arrows than the last time, and the accuracy was also higher, and after a circle, there were only three Warats who could stand up. The dull torturer closed the strings, still shouting: "Wind! So more than a hundred crossbows and arrows pierced the three Warats into hedgehogs, and they, like the two ten-man teams last time, had no chance to show their proud archery and riding skills, and they were killed like wild wolves when they came out of the camp like wild wolves.

"Alert! At ease! "Xing Dahe sent out a ranger, and the others all dismounted to rest, loosened the horse's belly belt, and let the war horse slow down, if the Warat people saw it, they would definitely laugh so much that tears came out, just these two rounds, the war horse did not reach the level where it was necessary to loosen the belly belt and rest.

But Xing Dahe did just that, because Ding Yi told him to seize every opportunity to rest and rest, and not always force himself to the point where he had to persist with his will. He has no inspiration, no talent, he has obedience, he sees his own insignificance, and he is destined to be extraordinary.

When the incense stick was extinguished, Xing Dahe ordered all the men to get on the horse, identified the direction, and they ran to another predetermined area, which was at the time of the civil fort, when Ding Yi sat in a wheelchair with his hands, and when he went out to survey and map the map, he divided the haode, and each team of sergeants who lured the enemy, what area should take the enemy, and when should the ambush team respond.

Delicate staff work may not be able to determine all victories and defeats.

But at least it decided the outcome of the seventeen ambushes in this dark night.

Seventeen times, thirty-four teams of ten, slaughtered by a single person who did not remain. They didn't even have a chance to shoot an arrow, they didn't even have a chance to blow a horn, and they were killed. It's easier every time. For with the success of the ambush, the men who lured the enemy changed their horses and returned to the back of the ranks, and the knights of the hundred men were now close to two hundred.

If possible, the Criminal Commission will continue like this.

The brothers behind him will continue to follow in the same way.

But the Warats began to retreat, and with more than thirty percent of the battle losses, they could no longer hold on.

The commander of the thousand is not Wang Zhen, even in the orthodox years when there is no radio communication, he has his own way of communication in the dark night of the battlefield, such as the horn ringing every once in a while. Proving the existence of the troops sent is not much advanced knowledge for the battle-hardened commander.

The thirty-four teams did not even sound their horns once, that is, they did not know what kind of ambush they were attacked in the direction of Datong for most of the hour. So much so that they couldn't even send out a plea for help. So the commander blew the horns, and this rhythm was the signal that ordered everyone to concentrate on him.

In fact, most of the ten-man teams chasing in the direction of Datong. The pace of catching up has stopped. There are even two hundred-man teams that have been regrouped, and the discipline of the Warat army is really bad, and these are veterans, they are not stupid at all, and even the veterans who heard on their galloping horses that the number of opponents did not match the number of torches, could not tell where they were. There is a lot less bull horn sound?

They quickly assembled, and then joined the men in the direction of Xuanfu, and the four hundred-man team that pursued in the direction of Xuanfu did not suffer much losses. The total casualties were no more than a hundred, more than a dozen were killed, thirty or forty were seriously injured, and the rest were only lightly wounded, after all, when they were pursuing, they would not put on that kind of excellent bombing formation like Min An's men. The casualties were not all the results of the prefabricated fragments of the grenade, but the most of them were the stampedes that startled the horses when they exploded.

But on the Datong side, it was really miserable, six centurions, three centurions did not come back, more than half of the men and horses disappeared silently, and the Warat people looked at the black night and withdrew to Maoerzhuang without hesitation. On the way back, I don't know who brought up Min'an's death, and the same explosion sounded.

"Akhama Rakshasa They whispered in the ranks that the Akito who was guarding the flag.

All the faces were pale under the light of the torches.

The Ming army not only had firearms, but also firearms, and the Warat people had not seen the firearms of the Ming army.

But the black powder of this era, even the formula is not necessarily the best proportion, where can the power be compared with Ding Yi, which is not only the best proportion formula, but also granular, grinding and polishing should be modernized The granule black powder powder is compared? This is not an equivalent thing at all, this is basically the difference between firecracker gunpowder and military black powder.

And even the knowledgeable Warat sergeants didn't see the appearance of the cannon, they could only attribute it to Leifa, and attached to Ding Yi's murderous name in the Warat camp, it was to confirm the legend of the reincarnation of the demon.

"Withdraw." Xing Dahe did not hesitate, and when he watched the torches of the Warats gather in a group and began to move in the direction of Maoerzhuang, he gave an order to the knights behind him, and he definitely did not plan to take advantage of the chaos to catch another handful, or disguise himself as Wara to blend in with the opposing team, throwing a few grenades or anything like that.

It's not about guts, it's about character.

He was the perfect person of Ding Yi's will, and he stayed there on the edge of the firelight on the Datong city wall, sending out a vigilant sentinel. After loosening the horse's belly belt, someone asked him: "Senior brother, it is inconvenient for me to enter the city in the middle of the night, and those heads who are holding the horses are always lucky to go over and teach the guards to carry baskets into the city and count." "This kind of thing, the defenders are definitely willing to do it, they can get some military merits," anyway, Mr. said, and they will be mentioned at that time. ”

"In wartime, don't trust anyone." Xing Dahe didn't change the cup with Chief Military Officer Liu Jueye at the banquet, and he was very good at making trouble, nor did he have such a witty story as telling jokes about the Jingshi with the imperial history of Datong. He mechanically repeated what Ding Yi had told him, and then said to the knight, "I know you can't stand the smell of blood, because those horses are right next to your little banner. ”

The latter touched his nose in embarrassment, and finally withdrew without saying anything more.

He didn't know that this strengthened Xing Dahe's blind obedience to Ding Yi, because Ding Yi told him: "Selfishness is often the root cause of breaking the rules." Here, once again, it has been verified. And what made him blindly obey Ding Yi in the years that followed was this battle, and the people who were also promoted to Xiaoqi because of their merits before following Ding Yi were not unaware of the battle formation, and it was not that they did not know the combat power of Wara Tartar.

Zero casualties, fighting more with less, the shock of this battle is even greater for the criminal Dahe than for the Warat soldiers.

He looked in the direction of Maoerzhuang, not knowing how Mr. was, and not knowing whether Chen Sanling's Tartars were reliable. He had the urge to lead his men with more than 200 cavalry to the camp of Warat, but he soon calmed down the excitement that followed this great victory, for he tasted the sweetness of acting according to Dingyi's plan, which convinced him that it was enough to do his part as Dingyi instructed.

In fact, he didn't know how much Ding Yi, who was in the Warat camp, needed a commotion, even if it was a bluff and a feint to retreat. But a person's strengths are often his flaws, and the punishment is no exception.

Chen San, who was pinned on by Ding Yi, pressed the hand of Battle who drew the knife and shook his head at him: "Unless you want to kill Mr. ”

Battle snorted coldly, his chest muscles rising and falling. Ding Yi is a hero he is willing to follow, Badama is his old master, and the soldier who was sent out to investigate the letter just now came back to report that Badama was discussing with Ding Yi how to break out of the Warat camp after killing Yexian. If it weren't for Chen San pressing him again and again, Battle would have led hundreds of his men a quarter of an hour ago to join Ding Yi and them.

"That will only stiffen everything, and let me strengthen my heart to kill Mr. first." Chen San smiled bitterly and persuaded him, "Mr. didn't underestimate the enemy, he just underestimated himself. Who would have thought that in the midst of ten thousand armies, he really took the head of the enemy army like a bag! That's it, it's really hijacked first! Even Boyan Timur was held in his hands......"

Battle didn't have Chen San's sigh, he just sharpened the knife in his hand with a straight face, Ding Yi was such a hero in his heart, otherwise he would not have left Badama's guard that day and followed Ding Yi. So he didn't echo Chen San's sigh, nor did he speak, he felt that what Chen San said was nonsense, as if to say: The eagle spreads its wings and flies so high!

Chen San didn't stay in his tent for long, he kept going in and out of his young tents, pacifying them and convincing some of the guys who had seen Ding Yi and caused a commotion in their hearts about the guys he admired. Because Chen San knew that he couldn't move, around him, there were no less than five hundred-man teams, definitely elite hundred-man teams that had fought old battles, eyeing him.

If it moves, maybe these hundreds of young people haven't been assembled yet, and the horse's belly belt has not been tied, and the arrow rain will cover it. Chen San felt that this was not the ending that Ding Yi wanted. 、

But in fact, Ding Yi himself doesn't know what ending he wants at the moment.

He let out a long sigh, put the long knife into the sheath, and said to Badama: "It sounds like a very troublesome thing, and I have to take hundreds of people to protect you and Manduhai out of the encirclement, and I want to feed you, I am a lazy person, this fact is entangled in my heart when I think about it, or forget it, let me protect you first." ”

Saying that, he walked to Boyan Timur's side, motioned to Jida to withdraw the knife, calculated the bone joint "click" to help Boyan Timur connect the hand bones, and then took out a pinch of tea from the backpack, pulled a piece of paper and rolled it up, and lit it with a fire sickle, and those guards who were also first were so frightened that they bent their bows and arrows again, because just now Ding Yi pressed the burning thing at the corner of his mouth to the ground, and soon there was a thunderstorm.

"Stop!" He also stopped his subordinates angrily, and scolded coldly: "Ding Yi is right, a bunch of fools. ”

"How do you want to die?" He asked Ding Yi again, just as Ding Yi had done when he had just entered the Warat camp with Yingzong. (To be continued......)

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