After the wooden gate of the barracks was re-closed, the tense nerves of all the soldiers participating in the war, including Wang Feng, gradually relaxed.

At the same time, a platoon leader walked over with a complicated expression on his face and reported to Wang Feng: "Captain, there are a total of 14 Tartar corpses left in the barracks, and with the loss just now, at least 25 Tartars have died. ”

"But ......"

Wang Feng's brows, which were still showing a hint of joy just now because of the results, quickly furrowed, and asked with a stern expression.

"The battle has already been fought like this, what else is there to say...... Is it that the casualties of the brothers are too great, don't worry, I have been prepared for a long time, after all, most of the brothers are fighting with the Tartars for the first time? ”

"Yes, Captain......" the platoon leader affirmed in a heavy tone.

"The two pikemen platoons who participated in the battle killed a total of fourteen brothers, and six brothers were wounded and had to withdraw from the battle......"

In the blink of an eye, he lost one-third of his combat strength, even though Wang Feng was mentally prepared, but when he really faced this bloody result, he was still taken aback. Because, in Wang Feng's impression, the Haw Par Army has never suffered such heavy losses since its formation.

However, as the highest officer in the barracks, the heartache is heartache, and Wang Feng still adjusted his mood as soon as possible, so as not to affect the morale of the troops.

Like Wei Zheng, after taking a deep breath, he said loudly to his subordinates who meant that the troops had suffered heavy losses and their morale had dropped slightly.

"Brothers, soldiers...... I know that everyone's heart is very heavy at this moment, because in addition to the Manchurian Tartars, there are also brothers with whom we have been..."

"However, I would say that these brothers who died in battle died well, and even if they went underground, they would be very relieved. Because they are the heroes who kill the Tartars..."

"Some people may ask me why, but here I can tell you clearly: even in the battle between the officers and the Tartars, ten officers and soldiers can exchange the life of one Tartar."

"And what about our Haw Par Army? Fourteen men exchanged the lives of fourteen Tartars. ”

"In the face of such an unexpected result, I believe that there is not a single brother who died in battle will not be satisfied. For when they were gone, they were buried with a tartar. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Feng's words suddenly changed and continued: "What I just said are those dead brothers, so what about those of us who are alive, what should we do to be worthy of those dead brothers? ”

"It's very simple, kill the Tartars, continue to kill the Tartars and use more Tartar heads to pay tribute to those dead brothers, and fulfill their unfulfilled wishes......"

"Everyone tells me, what should we do next?"

Faced with Wang Feng's seductive questioning, the remaining soldiers immediately raised the spear that was still stained with Tartar blood in their hands and shouted loudly at the top of their voices.

"Revenge, Kill the Tartars......"

After seeing everyone's morale regained, Wang Feng, who was satisfied, decisively ordered: "Yes, it is revenge, continue to kill the Tartars." ”

"Now we only have four troops left, in order to ensure the density of the spear formation, now I order, the two spear platoons are reduced to two each, hurry up."

"As for these wallets and iron armor captured from the Tartars, they are all sent to the Second Lancer Brigade, which will immediately equip the troops, increase the defensive nature of the brothers, and reduce unnecessary losses and casualties."

Compared with the high morale of the Haw Par Army, the morale of the Tartars fell directly to the bottom.

In the face of heavy losses and the retreating subordinates of the wolf bèi, one of the faces of the Tartar Niu Lu Zhangjing was immediately red with anger.

When the murderous shouts of the tiger and leopard army in the military camp reached his ears from the barracks, Niu Lu Zhangjing's face, which was still red just now, had become pale at this moment.

As a battle-hardened general, Niu Lu Zhangjing knew very well that the troops that could shout such earth-shattering shouts must be a high-morale army.

And in front of him, the subordinates who have suffered heavy losses are the best evidence of this conjecture.

"It seems that this time I have encountered a hard bone, not a fat meat that can be swallowed casually......" Tartar Niu Lu Zhangjing thought secretly in his heart.

After taking a deep breath and calming his heart as much as possible, Niu Lu Zhangjing said under the gaze of all the swinging teeth: "Let the warriors rest on the spot and eat some dried meat to replenish their bodies." I immediately contacted the other three warriors who were making a detour and re-formulated a new siege plan according to the actual situation. The lives of our Manchurian warriors must not be wasted so easily on a group of Han bandits, whose mission is to expand our territory with great gold......"

When the attack of the main Tartar force on the military camp had to be stopped, the peripheral troops under the personal command of Wei Zheng had already quietly touched behind a Tartar roundabout force.

After ordering his subordinates to hide in the dense forest, Wei Zheng took the three platoon commanders to directly touch thirty meters behind the Tartar.

The Tartars, who were not attacked in front of them and did not know the true power of the Haw Par Army, still maintained their previous contempt for the Ming Dynasty.

Of the fifty Tartars, all but ten were scattered around to keep watch. The remaining forty Tartars all gathered together, as if they were in the middle of a wild hunt, and sat on the ground to discuss the history of the 'glorious' war they had experienced.

After some searching, after confirming that the Tartar had no other guard guards around, Wei Zheng couldn't help but flash a sneer on his face. Because, at this moment, Wei Zheng has already thought of a way to play that the Tartar in front of him will regret for life....

After returning to the unit and glancing at the three platoon commanders in front of him, Wei Zheng directly analyzed.

"Everyone has seen the enemy situation with me, and it is safe to say that the current Tartars not only did not expect us to appear behind them, but they did not even have the most basic combat preparations......

"As long as we can rush to the Tartars with lightning speed, the unprepared Tartars will surely fall into a brief confusion. When the time comes, we can use our best spear array and throwing spear to take advantage of the situation to kill the Tartars. ”

After speaking, without waiting for the three platoon commanders in front of him to react, he directly opened his mouth and ordered.

"We had three pike platoons, two of which were equipped with four throwing guns each. My idea was to take the spear platoon of the 1st Lancer Brigade as the lead and form a spear formation to rush to the front. The remaining two spear platoons form two spear formations, followed by the finished glyph distribution. ”

"As soon as the offensive began, three pike-lined platoons attacked the Tartar gathering place, reducing the distance between the two armies to thirty paces in the shortest possible time. Then, the 1st Lance Captain Spear Platoon continued to attack, and the 2nd Lance Captain's two spear platoons immediately threw throwing spears at the Tartars, and after one person threw two spears, he continued to attack behind the 1st Lancer Captain. ”

"Remember, for us, time is the key to this battle."

"The less time it takes for us to charge, the fewer casualties there will be throughout the battle. Therefore, before the real attack begins, we must hide as much as possible near the Tartars and shorten the offensive distance. ”

"Yes, General......"

Holding a longbow and placing a feather arrow on the bowstring, Wei Zheng, who was ready to attack at any time, walked cautiously in front of the entire army to open the way.

The spear formation formed by 24 long sought-aftermen, under the command of the platoon commander, followed behind Wei Zheng as lightly as possible.

The last two pike platoons, although lined up in the same pike formation. However, the weapons they held in their hands were very different. In his left hand, he holds a spear, which is a must-have equipment, and in his right hand, he holds a throwing gun that may be thrown forward at any moment.

One hundred steps...... A few Tartar sentries who did not have the slightest vigilance found nothing.

Eighty steps...... The Tartar sentinels still did not find.

Just when Wei Zheng took five steps forward again, a piercing stone impact suddenly reached Wei Zheng's ears, making Wei Zheng couldn't help but feel frightened....

Then, he subconsciously pulled the factory man in his hand into a full crew and aimed at the nearest Tartar sentry...

Wei Zheng's worst fears still happened.

The moment the stone crash sounded, the Tartar sentry who was being targeted by the guards still cautiously glanced at their position. When he saw the Haw Par Army, which was already close to him, he opened his mouth directly and wanted to let out an exclamation.

At the same time, Wei Zheng's arrow on the bowstring had already whistled out, and after flying a distance of dozens of meters, it firmly pierced into the neck of the Tartar, so that the words that the Tartar had just about to blurt out were swallowed back.

Although the Tartar's exclamation did not sound, the sound of the Tartar falling to the ground still spread far away.

At this time, Wei Zheng knew that it was impossible for him to hide anymore....

When you draw a feather arrow from the quiver again, pull the bow and aim it at the target. A loud cry also came out of Wei Zheng's mouth in time.

"Brothers of the Haw Par Army, rush forward and kill all the Tartars... Rush...."