"Driving~driving~~"

"Run!"

'Crackling ......'

"I surrender, surrender!"

Wang Baobao's army was running, Xu Da's army was chasing, and the flintlock muskezeers were on their horses, and they stopped when they were finished.

They were followed by other infantry and cavalry, some of whom surrendered and tied up and gathered their weapons.

One by one, the soldiers fell on the way to run, the others surrendered, and the wounded shouted the most sincerely.

The cavalry of Wang Baobao was also dismounted, and the horses ran away, and the wounded rushed away.

It is said that five miles is five miles, but in fact, it is still about half a mile, and the pursuit of the Ming army stopped, no matter how embarrassed the other party was, they turned back to collect the surrendered troops, horses, and enemy weapons.

As soon as the flintlock men returned, they immediately dismounted and reloaded, and this was their fate, and a flintlock with bullets was better than a flintlock with a bayonet.

They had bayonets in their hands, and if necessary, they stuck them in the barrel in front of them, without the buckle of the bayonet.

Such a bayonet is easy to shoot horizontally, but it is better than nothing, at least it can be pierced.

Wait until you go back and install a new bayonet that can set the barrel, that one can't be knocked off, and it can be dialed and blocked.

"Maintain a defensive formation, scouts and reporters, and treat the enemy's wounded." Xu Da put down the binoculars and ordered again.

He watched Wang Baobao run so embarrassed and didn't chase after him, he would definitely not be wrong to listen to His Majesty's words.

You Wang Baobao run! I don't believe you don't come back, I still have a range advantage when you come back, either charge or keep running.

"Don't move, give you a wooden stick to bite, help you get the bullet, it's not good for you to die, remember to be grateful if you live!"

The Ming army happily treated the enemy's wounds, including bullets that had been shot into the stomach, and also carefully rummaged for them.

For them, this is a kind of training, and they treat these enemies as their own brothers, and operate according to what they have learned before.

One by one, the wounded were immobilized and bitten with wooden sticks, and the Ming soldiers first washed their hands with soap, and then wiped their tools and hands with alcohol.

The next step is to patiently take the bullet for the other person, or stitch up the wound, and put gauze on it.

From time to time, there was a muffled snort in the camp, and it was clear that the trauma was painful to deal with.

Of course, there are also those who can't be saved, so they can only give up with regret and throw them into the big pit next to them, and bury them together when the time comes.

It's getting hotter, the corpses can't be exposed to the wild, and diseases will appear.

Of course, there is no problem in throwing it in the desert, either it will turn into white bones or it will become dry.

The scouts ran around to determine Wang Baobao's location, Xu Da looked at the sky, ordered to cook, and the soldiers took turns to eat, in case Wang Baobao came back at any time.

"The soldiers were very happy, they had never fought such a smooth battle. In fact, if they really charged with cavalry, or the previous firecrackers, archers, and shield soldiers, we must have suffered a lot of casualties. ”

Lan Yu came to Xu Da's side and talked about the situation of the team and the judgment on the battlefield.

Xu Da shook his head: "If you really fight like that, he Wang Baobao can only take a small number of people to run away, and now he still has nearly 20,000 people."

He Zongzhe, who has not come out, doesn't know where to hide, but there are only more than 20,000 people.

This time he took more than 3,000 prisoners, and more than 1,000 were killed, and we did not lose a single man. ”

Xu Da analyzed the situation, he didn't care about the death of the war, it was not that he had never fought before, and he himself had suffered a lot of injuries.

On the contrary, he regretted that Wang Baobao did not send troops to rush hard, and if he rushed hard, he was sure that he would leave the other side with 20,000 people without losing one or two thousand people.

Lan Yu nodded, and also thought that he could defeat Wang Baobao at once at a certain price.

He glanced at the banners of the collected Yuan soldiers and smiled: "Wang Baobao probably didn't see anything wrong, so he didn't dare to make a desperate bet, and at the same time he also wanted to lure us to chase him." ”

"The flintlock pistol has a long range and a fast reload, and anyone who encounters it for the first time will be uncomfortable, and it has nothing to do with the ability to command.

After that, they will find ways to deal with it, such as thicker shields, as well as ambushes and night attacks.

That's all it takes to fight, fight morale, fight luck, but also play to your strengths and avoid weaknesses, the flintlock pistol is too easy to use, hehehe! ”

Xu Da couldn't help but laugh as he spoke, very happy.

The corners of Lan Yu's mouth curled: "Go back and become a book, half of the Ming army should be flintlock muskeers, one into ...... The fire gun is still melting! Switch to a revolver flintlock pistol.

Forty percent were left with shields and spears, bows and arrows, and the cavalry could be anyone, with more sabers.

In this way, the flintlock pishimen encountered the enemy cavalry charging into battle, and the spearmen helped to resist. ”

The camp began to cook, and Wang Baobao's army lost a lot of baggage, and all of them were collected.

Xu Da didn't know if Wang Baobao did it on purpose, or if he was really frightened, and threw it away, feeling that Wang Baobao was going to die.

I just have to hold it down, fight when I come, and move forward slowly if I don't come, anyway, the things I bring are enough.

There are arrows and grain in the baggage, and the grain is fried noodles and barley noodles, and there is salt in it, and the salt is ...... It's a little darker, and it's the kind of crushed with large pieces of salt, and the particles are very uneven.

"Don't you eat meat?" A Ming soldier asked the prisoner.

The captives looked at each other like fools: "Can you eat meat?" Our ancestors were able to eat meat, because they raised a lot of livestock, and now they are always fighting, how can there be meat? ”

"Then you continue to eat barley noodles, I'll make you a bowl of soup to drink, and you dare to fight with us if you eat this thing?" The Ming army was disdainful.

Then the smell of meat in the camp wafted out, and there were bacon, sausages, air-dried chicken, and most of all, dried salted fish.

When cooking rice, put the diced pork in it, cook the soup there, and use dried chopped green onions, ginger, carrots, and peppercorn noodles and salt.

The uninjured captives were given soup first, and the salt was not yet put in at this time! There is salt in the barley noodles they eat.

The wounded were eaten the same as the Ming army, and these people could be brought back as laborers, just like an animal was treated when it was sick.

The uninjured captives were fed first, and the wounded captives who could not eat themselves were fed after eating.

Like the captives whose intestines were broken, they didn't know if they would survive, but anyway, they washed the intestines and sewed them up, and washed them in their stomachs, leaving the soft wheat stalks as a tube for drainage.

If you don't give food like this, you are hungry, and the rest of the food that doesn't hurt your stomach and intestines needs to be fed by others, and if you have a single arm or leg, you can eat it yourself.

Raising a seriously injured enemy is not the kindness of the Ming army, but to observe and give the other party medicine!

If you survive this, your brother will be injured in the future, won't you have experience!

"Y'all eat this, huh?" An unlucky and lucky wounded prisoner who had been shot four times, and all of them were hit in the same leg, asked the Ming army who had just treated his wounds next to him.

"It's good to be at home for a thousand days, but it's hard to go out for a day! Let's just take a bite! Otherwise, how else can it be dropped? Isn't that the fate of a soldier! ”

The person who was dealing with the wound was observing, not delaying his meal, and he had a resigned expression on his face.

Wounded: "......"

He ate and drank the soup: "Why do you have meat to eat?" And what's in the soup, your salt isn't bitter at all. ”

"Why should you eat bitter salt if it is not bitter? The soup was dried before, and it was worthless, and the meat was wow...... It's less than one or two meals per person! ”

The man in the Ming army continued, as if he had suffered a great grievance from such army food.

Today, I am grateful for the support of my brothers and sisters! The farmhouse bowed! Thank you! Modify a mistake, before the farmer confused Zhang Cundao with He Zongzhe, He Zongzhe is Wang Baobao's partial general, Zhang Cundao and Tang He were together, the farmer made a mistake when he copied and pasted, it has been corrected, sorry!

(End of chapter)