Walking to the entrance of the village with the captured Mongols, Zhao Qian looked up at the Mongol dwellings near the village. He said to the second squad leader: "Burn that house down." ”

The second squad leader took a few fighters and left. The first squad leader couldn't help but ask, "Platoon commander, why are you burning now?" It was burned directly before, so I didn't have to run back and forth. ”

Zhao Qian shook his head, "The villagers saw us setting fire to the house, and then went straight to the village. What will they think? They must have thought that we were going to the village to continue setting fires. Let the people have such thoughts, there should be a situation where there should be an incident, but I am afraid that it will also cause trouble. Burn the house now, and the people will not be misunderstood. ”

After hearing this, the first squad leader couldn't help but sigh: "That is, the platoon commander, you have such a careful mind." ”

At this moment, smoke rose from the Mongol dwellings. It didn't take long for the fire to rise. Zhao Qian took the captured Mongols and rushed back. The second squad leader rushed over and asked, "Platoon commander, we will only have a horse for each person when we come out this time, and it is too troublesome to take these Mongolians to hurry." I think it's better to cut down all these Mongols. Look at their eyes, and you will never be wrong when you bring back their heads. ”

"I copied the Mongolian letter, and none of us knew Mongolian characters. Arrest these people and go back, there must be acquaintances among them. Zhao Qian replied.

Hearing this, the squad leader next to him couldn't help but laugh. Zhao Qian felt awkward in his heart after hearing this, he didn't know whether the squad leader was in favor or against. Or continue to feel that Zhao Qian is 'very careful'. As for whether this 'very careful' evaluation is positive or derogatory, Zhao Qian can't think of it at all. It's just that he's too embarrassed to ask.

The cavalry continued forward, walking behind the Mongols with ropes on their knots. The cold wind blew, and the first and second squad leaders both wore masks. Zhao Qian also felt the cold like everyone else, and obediently put on a mask.

The cavalry walked forward for a while, and suddenly there was the sound of horses' hooves behind them, and the sound of at least forty or fifty horses was heard. Zhao Qian looked back, and a group of cavalry wearing variegated clothes in the distance could be concluded that it was definitely not the Song army in this dress alone. The Song army had strict military discipline and strong support, and it was a uniform military uniform all year round in spring, summer, autumn and winter. In Shaanxi, since it is not the Song army, it can only be an enemy.

"Get those Mongols on the horse!" Zhao Qian pulled down his mask and shouted at the troops. At this time, he regretted for a while, if he could have two people and three horses when he came out this time, he would not have been caught up by anyone now.

Before the Song army could make a move, three of the bound Mongols suddenly broke free of the ropes, turned around and ran in the direction of the pursuers. When Zhao Qian saw it, he immediately shouted: "Arrest them back!" ”

When the second squad leader heard this, he immediately turned his horse's head and prepared to chase after him. The first squad leader had already turned his horse around and ran to Zhao Qian's side at this time, he first stopped in front of the second platoon leader, and then shouted to Zhao Qian: "Platoon leader, hurry up and kill all the Mongolians who didn't run, let's quickly retreat." The Mongols in the back were only afraid that the comers were not good. ”

"This is a Mao, the Mongols!" The second squad leader retorted, driving the mount at the same time, trying to bypass the first squad leader.

The leader of the first squad shouted, "Platoon commander." The battle of the Yellow River has been fought for so many years, and the Mongols themselves can make firearms, so don't they know that the muskets in our hands are powerful? Now that you know it, you dare to chase it, it must be a bad person. ”

At this time, Zhao Qian was a little hesitant, he could fully understand the statement of the first squad leader, and he also agreed with the first squad leader's point of view. But Zhao Qian's task this time is to deal with the Mongols in this vicinity, if he kills the prisoners and leads his team to flee with all his might, maybe the Mongols will no longer chase after them.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qian made a decision, and he ordered: "Second squad leader, you lead the team back to the camp first and report to the troops." Ask them to send troops to respond. Squad leader, you go and kill the three who escaped. If you can catch up, you will chase, and if you can't catch up, you will come back. ”

After sending these two people out, Zhao Qian ordered the remaining two squads to drag the five people who did not run to the horses and retreat with them.

Seeing that the second squad leader was rushing forward with the second squad, just when he reached a hillside, suddenly a large group of cavalry rushed out from the front, and there were more than fifty people. The second squad leader and the others were caught off guard, and in the blink of an eye, they were overwhelmed by this group of cavalry.

Zhao Qian was shocked at this time. At this moment, I heard a few gunshots, and when I looked back, I saw a squad leader firing a gun on the side of the road. The three escaped guys had already run away from the main road at this time, trying to desperately scatter for their lives, and the squad leader commanded the troops to shoot the fleeing Mongols.

Zhao Qian looked back at the direction of the second squad leader, and at this time, he couldn't see Song Jun's figure at all. But the people who came out were all shouting excitedly. Their voices could be heard from afar.

A platoon of the Song army is generally six squads, which can form a three-stage strike platoon of twenty people wide. This is not the case with cavalry, so a cavalry platoon has four squads, and a squad has ten cavalrymen. In the blink of an eye, a quarter of the troops were lost, and Zhao Qian's heart was like a knife. However, he felt the threat of death more often, and the total number of the two groups of enemies in front and behind was one hundred and ten, and they were all cavalry. Zhao Qian only had thirty people left in his hands, and the odds of winning a head-on confrontation were too low.

With a horizontal heart, Zhao Qian can only take care of everyone's lives first. He shouted, "Kill all the Mongols, call a class, and let's go north together." ”

The cavalry drew his sabers, cut the Mongols on horseback and threw them under their horses. And the first class, under the leadership of the first squad leader, has also run back. Everyone immediately ran to the north, not wanting to go toe-to-toe with the enemy on both the east and west. The enemies on both sides of the east and west also chased after them at this time, and it seemed that they did not let Zhao Qian go at all. To the north was a loess slope, and everyone did not walk it, and they were soon chased by the enemy.

Listening to the shouts of the people behind him, Zhao Qian stopped the troops, and he shouted to the fourth squad leader: "Fourth squad leader, you take a few people back to ask for help." ”

"Platoon commander, what are you going to do?" The fourth squad leader heard that there was some meaning in this.

"If you run like this, you will definitely be caught up by the Mongols. Go back and ask for help, and we will rely on this mountain to defend it. You guys go! Be careful on the road. Zhao Qian ordered.

"We're not leaving! Death is also with everyone. The fourth squad leader hurriedly shouted.

Seeing that what the fourth squad leader said was sincere and sincere, Zhao Qian smiled bitterly: "Everyone still expects you to bring back the rescuers and save everyone's lives." If you don't leave, everyone will have to wait for death together. ”

The enemy in the distance was surrounding the Mongols who had been killed by the Song army, and they heard the enemy shouting in the sky, and his voice was terrible. I think there were people among the Mongols who were killed, and they cared about them very much. Then he saw the Mongols chasing after him violently, and the fourth squad leader also knew that he was entrusted with a major task, so he was heartbroken, saluted everyone, and took four people to lead the horse and leave.

Zhao Qian glanced at the remaining comrades-in-arms, and he ordered loudly: "The rest of the fourth class is responsible for holding the horses. Shifts 1 and 3 followed me up to the platoon of guns. ”

When it comes to Song Jun's housekeeping skills, it is naturally the rifle in his hand. In the beginning, it was Zhao Qian's father, Zhao Jiaren, who used muskets in naval battles, and later the infantry used muskets, and then the cavalry did the same. A musket for everyone. With the introduction of socket bayonets on muskets, training in this area became more consistent.

Listening to Zhao Qian's platoon commander's order, the troops calmly took down their rifles. The cavalry of the Song army was all converted from infantry to halfway, and they were the first to receive rifle training. Zhao Qian himself picked up the rifle and quickly took out the paper shell bullet to reload. He pulled out his revolver and reloaded it. Revolvers are great melee weapons, but they are less accurate than three or four meters away. In comparison, the barrel of the rifle is longer, the trajectory is much more stable, and it is more reliable than the target of the rifle.

Seeing that the enemy was already within range and was still advancing. Zhao Qian hurriedly shouted: "Put it in and fight twenty meters away!" ”

The Great Song's rifle could be lethal at a distance of 100 meters, however it was a salvo against a large number of infantry. Hundreds or thousands of projectiles rain down on the enemy like a storm, increasing the probability of hitting the enemy greatly. For a team of twenty people, you don't have to expect any outstanding performance at this distance. If you want to have a reliable shooting efficiency, twenty meters is a very important line. As soon as you enter twenty meters, the accuracy of the smoothbore gun is greatly improved.

Although he gave what should be the most reasonable order, Zhao Qian still felt that he was trembling slightly. The Song army was accustomed to fighting more and less, which was the Battle of the Yellow River, and the strength of the Song army was similar to that of the Mongol army, and the quality was better. And Zhao Qian was now facing the most elite Mongolian cavalry in the most Mongol army, and the number was three times that of the Song army. This situation is not even a training subject for the Operations Section.

In this moment of self-doubt, a thought popped into my mind, 'Am I going to die here today?' ’

The moment this thought popped into his mind, Zhao Qian suddenly felt as if the sky had turned dark gray, and the colors in this world had become black and white.

The menacing Mongols continued to move forward, and they were about twenty meters away, although they were in a black and white world, Zhao Qian still instinctively ordered, "Prepare to shoot!" ”

Then Zhao Qian shouted again without noticing, "Bombardier prepare!" ”

This order was nothing more than a habit in many training sessions for Zhao Qian, and grenades were a very effective weapon in the face of enemy cavalry charges. Although this order should have been earlier, the platoon commander gave the order loudly, and everyone obeyed the order very mechanically.

The Mongolian cavalry urged the war horses, and Zhao Qian immediately shouted: "Fire!" ”

The platoon of twenty men caused only three or four casualties, and dozens of cavalrymen swarmed in. It is getting closer and closer to the Song army.

In great desperation, Zhao Qian drew his pistol and shouted, "Throw a grenade!" ”

At the same time as the order was given, Zhao Qian began to shoot at the Mongol cavalry that was coming straight at him with his pistol. A moment later, a huge explosion appeared among the Mongol cavalry. The Mongol cavalry within the blast was swept over by the air wave, and outside the blast, the horses were frightened by the loud noise. They suddenly turn around and pull off the rider from their backs. A handful of horses stupidly continued to charge forward. The rider, who had no control over the horses at all, was poked off his horse with bayonets by the Song army, who had been out of the way.

Seeing that the enemy's charge was so easily defused, Zhao Qian suddenly felt that the world had changed from black and white back to color.

This wave of attacks caused heavy losses to the Mongols. At least thirty horsemen fell off their horses, and the rest of the cavalry retreated. The lack of horses of the Mongols may have frightened the people of Shaanxi, but they could not make the Song army have the slightest fear. The Song army caught up with them and dealt with them, and then withdrew to their previous positions.

Seeing the Mongols regrouping like hungry wolves, Zhao Qian felt that the world was beginning to lose color again. In order to get rid of this feeling, Zhao Qian reluctantly turned his brain. He turned his head and asked, "How many grenades are there?" ”

"Report to the platoon leader, there are forty more in one shift." The first squad leader answered.

"Report platoon leader, there are still thirty-nine in the third shift." The third shift leader also answered.

It can be heard that the voices of the two squad leaders are full of admiration.

Zhao Qian didn't know what he had to admire. If he was really capable, he shouldn't have killed everyone like this. All they needed to do was take two men and three horses and tie the Mongols to their horses, and they would probably have returned to the camp long ago. Even if you don't get to the camp, you just need to release the fireworks signal, and the troops can also come here to rescue.

After the Mongol cavalry was assembled again, they did not stop, but continued to advance towards the Song army. Zhao Qian was nervous again, what he hoped was that the Mongol army would retreat in the face of difficulties. But I didn't expect the other party to be so unrelenting.

In fear, Zhao Qian suddenly thought of a piece of data. In the Great Song Dynasty, just over 10% of people can read and write. In the North, the proportion is only about 5 per cent. The literacy level of the Mongols is not as good as that of the Han people in the north, so what is the status of what kind of people can read and write in Mongolian written in Zhao Qian's breast pocket.

In other words, there must have been people of relatively high status who drove these Mongols. Thinking of this, Zhao Qian tried to find out the high-ranking commander from these Mongols. But there are so many Mongolians, Zhao Qian looks like a leader, and none of them look like a leader.

In the end, Zhao Qian had to ask the first and third squad leaders nearby, "I think there must be a very high status here, otherwise the Mongols would not be so unrelenting." Which one do you think is the one who gave the order? ”

When they heard this, they both tried to look at the Mongol cavalry on the opposite side. After looking at it for a while, the third squad leader said with some hesitation: "Platoon leader, that person seems to be hiding in the middle of the crowd." ”

Hearing this answer, Zhao Qian couldn't help but take a sip, "Cut!" ”

At this time, I was disappointed because I couldn't find the leader of the enemy, or I was uplifted because my judgment was correct. Zhao Qian couldn't figure it out. But at least Zhao Qian felt that he had found a direction. He said: "After a while, the Mongols will attack again, and we will throw the grenades closer to the Mongols." Try to see how lucky we are. ”

"Haha!" The third squad leader was amused by this.

Looking at the letter with a smile from the third squad leader, Zhao Qian couldn't feel anything funny about this.