A total of 138 soldiers of the Han army became the first group of soldiers captured by the new army of Ming Dynasty in Liaodong.
"Military seat, what do these Han troops do now?"
Du Wenhuan frowned, "The battle is not over yet, we don't have time to put them in the barracks, these Han soldiers, they can't fight, but the escape is first-class, let us take it with us for the time being!"
The soldiers took a long rope and connected the ropes that bound them together. The front and back ends of the rope were led by Ming soldiers. There were several Ming soldiers in the middle. They pointed their flintlocks at them as long as they There is a tendency to run away and blow their heads at any time.
Jianghu also secretly rejoiced, but fortunately he had returned to Daming's embrace long ago, and is now doing meritorious service for Daming.
Thinking of this, the rivers and lakes are full of power. He rushed to the front of the team with a horse in his belly, guiding Du Wenhuan to the Mongolian camp.
The Mongolian soldiers had obviously heard the intensive gunfire in the north of the city, and the remaining Mongolian soldiers, under their leadership, all put on their horses and left the camp.
They were holding scimitars, sitting on horsebacks, and were about to go to the North City Gate to see what had happened.
The camp of the Han soldiers is separated from the camp of the Mongols by two arrows, and they have not received the Mongols' orders for the time being.
With the guidance of the rivers and lakes, Du Wenhuan soon appeared outside the Mongolian camp.
Seeing the Ming army coming far away under the flag of the sun and the moon, the Mongols did not panic at all. They put the scimitar away, inserted it into the scabbard, drew the bow and arrow from the shoulders with both hands, and prepared to launch a long-range attack on the Ming army. .
Fighting, for the Mongols, is as simple as eating mutton every day. It couldn't be more normal. They all lived through the blood and rain. Those who are not suitable for fighting have long been in the grassland. Fertilizer out.
The Mongols have inherited it, and are born with a hobby for blood, especially the blood of others.
Although they have not received any orders, they have begun to aim at the Ming army on the opposite side with their bows and arrows, no matter where these Ming troops come from or how they entered the city, kill them first.
Of course, if these Ming soldiers died under their bows and arrows, there is no need to say anything. Is it necessary to explain the reason for the killing to the dead
"Lined up, ready to shoot."
Du Wenhuan also saw clearly that Mongolian soldiers would not surrender to him like the Han people. They had already expressed their attitude with their bows and arrows. Maybe they were still cursing the Ming army's boldness and even dared to break into their Mongolian garrison. .
The battlefield can be persuaded to surrender, but it needs sufficient strength to guarantee it.
Zhuge Liang can persuade Jiang Wei to surrender, but can he persuade Sima Yi
In the past five times in the past, Cheng Zu expedition to Mongolia, the army reached Genghis Khan's nest, and the Mongols were surrendered for hundreds of years.
But in the past ten years or so, with the rise of the Jurchens led by Nurhachi, Daming lost thousands of miles in Liaodong, casualties millions of people, and the army alone lost hundreds of thousands. The Jurchens established an absolute advantage over him.
The Horqin Tribe of Mongolia, which is attached to the Great Golden Kingdom, has also regained its psychological advantage over Daming. They have often bullied the Han people in Liaodong. Now let them surrender to these former defeated generals. Du Wenhuan already knew the answer for a Mongolian soldier.
Du Wenhuan cannot change history, he can only speak with facts.
The Ming Army soldiers have lined up. There are three rows in the front, middle and back, with more than 300 gunmen in each row. There are 500 cavalry guards on the gunmen's wings on the left and right.
Du Wenhuan did not leave behind, and did not leave the reserve team.
The Mongols do not have a reserve team. They have always relied on brave cavalry for fighting. They fought a war of attrition. The first wave of attack, the more the number, the greater the momentum.
The Mongolian cavalry began to accelerate and rushed toward the gunmen of the Ming army. Their arrows had long been on the bows. As long as they were in range, these arrows would burst out of the air.
There is no verbal communication between the two parties, and even if they communicate, they can't understand it. Moreover, both parties know that they cannot persuade the other party. Only victory and death can convince the other party.
Bows and arrows and flintlocks are the fighting language of both sides.
"shooting."
Du Wenhuan was too anxious this time. Before the Mongolian soldiers were in the range of the flintlock, he gave the order.
The Mongolian soldiers faced the flintlock bullets, and only a dozen people entered the range.
Almost all of the flintlock bullets were shot at these more than ten Mongolian soldiers and their beloved war horses. Not only the soldiers, but even the horses were scarred, and the soldiers and horses were shot several times.
The horse's four hooves could not move, but the body was still rushing forward due to inertia. Most of the fallen horses slumped forward, throwing the Mongolian soldiers on their backs ten feet away.
These more than ten Mongolian soldiers, no matter whether they were completely dead or not, after hitting the ground, they rolled on the ground a few more times without even calling out.
The bodies of people and horses that suddenly appeared on the ground became obstacles again, tripping the horses behind them.
The soldiers who fell on the horse were not the target of the gunmen. The gunmen aimed their flintlocks at the cavalry behind.
The cavalry behind slowed down slightly, and in order to avoid the corpse of the horse, they walked around on both sides of the corpse.
"Bang, bang, bang."
The Mongolian cavalry could not avoid the flintlock bullets.
The gunmen waited for a while, and dozens of slaves were in range.
Three hundred bullets were shot out, and these dozens of Mongolian cavalry became dead souls, or were crying for their dead souls.
The more corpses on the ground, the slower the advance of Mongolian soldiers, and the higher the hit rate of the flintlock.
There were still some wounded soldiers in the corpse. The gunmen ignored them directly. As long as they were wounded in the vital part, even if they were not trampled to death by the Mongol horses, they would bleed to death. Mongolian soldiers who could not ride horses could no longer be called soldiers.
The muzzle of the flintlock was still facing the cavalry behind the corpse, a total of three rows of gunmen, almost uninterrupted shooting.
More than two hundred Mongolian soldiers have fallen from their horses, and the ownerless horses roam the battlefield blankly.
The casualties were too great to enter the range of the bow and arrow, and the Mongols finally stopped their attack.
On the death line of a hundred steps, there are soldiers and horses with Mongolian casualties everywhere, which has severely hindered the speed of the Mongolian cavalry.
Did the Ming army use any magic
Why did the soldiers fall off their horses as long as they rushed to a hundred paces and saw they were about to enter the range of the bow and arrow
Why did the Ming army not have a single casualty
With a wave of Du Wenhuan, more than a hundred gunmen put down their flintlocks and drew their sabers from their waists with their backhands. In groups of three, they removed the corpses of the horses and horses while harvesting the heads of the Mongolian soldiers.
"Click, click."
The sound of the cervical spine fracture was soon overshadowed by the screams of the wounded Mongolian soldiers, but the Mongolian soldiers two hundred steps away still clearly saw the blood sprayed out of the Mongolian soldiers’ necks, harvesting the first level. On the soldiers of the Ming army, the gray cloth suit seemed to be drenched in red rain.
The Mongolian cavalry were observing everything that happened in front of them from a distance. The teammates who were still alive just now were all in a different place.
The Mongolian soldiers began to agitate. They couldn't just watch their teammates be cut off by the Ming army, even if they were corpses.
Changshengtian had a will long ago. When the Mongols died, only those with intact bones can ascend to heaven, and they will always be with Changshengtian. Those with incomplete bones must be assigned to others by shamans to make coatings.
Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at a group of Mongolians on the big black horse.
But the command to charge never sounded, and even the Mongolian horses were anxious.
The gunmen of the Ming Army have cleaned up the Mongolian soldiers and horses. The corpses of the centaurs and horses are placed on the right, and the first stage is placed on the left. The middle is just a passage for the Mongols to attack.
The big black horse raised its four hooves, stepped on the spot very irritably, and shook its head.
His master had a sullen face, his face so dark that he could squeeze out the ink. He hesitated for another moment, and finally waved his sturdy arm to the sky forcefully.
The Mongolian cavalry, who had long been unable to bear it, immediately relaxed the reins, clamped the belly of the horse to accelerate the horse, and rushed toward the Ming army's position again.
The flintlock sounded again.
Dozens of Mongolian cavalry rolled from their horses, and fell off the horses in different ways.
Suddenly a noisy scream came from behind Du Wenhuan.
The owner of the big dark horse looked behind Du Wenhuan through the battlefield where the two sides were fighting.
The same gray cloth, the same sun and moon flag.
"No, the reinforcements of the Ming army have arrived."
There are more and more Ming troops, and the Mongols’ cavalry is dying less and less. It seems that there are already less than a hundred cavalry.
"Woo... swallow..."
The Mongolian Bullhorn recalled the deep and tragic voice again, as if a person's cry was infinitely amplified.
The Mongolian cavalry no longer cared about being angry for their companions. They pulled the horse's rein, turned the horse's head, and retreated to their camp.
The Mongolian cavalry is like a gust of wind, whether attacking or retreating.
"Military seat, how are the Mongols?" Shen Shiqiang, the commander of the Fourth Division, came with the Ming army from the other three gates. He was originally to assist Du Wenhuan, but when they came, the Mongols flew away.
"Not dead yet." Du Wenhuan pointed towards the Mongolian corpse and the head, "but it's almost the same."
Shen Shiqiang was a little lost, "Military seat, do you want to chase it?"
"No hurry, the Mongols' camp has been surrounded by regiments. They can't run. You go to the next door first and disarm the Han soldiers there."
"Yes, army seat." Shen Shiqiang turned his horse's head, and under the guidance of the rivers and lakes, the Ming army soldiers came to the Han army camp.
The soldiers of the Han army had already sent out riders to inquire about the results of the Mongolian soldiers and the Ming army. Seeing that the Mongols were defeated, some people immediately began to flee.
Without saying anything, Shen Shiqiang first surrounded the Han army camp and drove the Han soldiers back to the camp.
Jianghu volunteered and shouted to these Han soldiers again.
The soldiers of the Han army had no way out and had no guts to break through the encirclement of the Ming army, so they had to leave the camp and knelt down in front of Shen Shiqiang.
Shen Shiqiang captured more than 500 soldiers of the Han army without a bloody sword. He ordered the soldiers to tie up all the soldiers of the Han army and escorted them to Du Wenhuan.
Du Wenhuan wandered outside the Mongolian camp, but after the Mongols hid in the camp, none of the soldiers came out to surrender to the Ming army.
"Military seat, what shall we do now?"
"What to do?" Du Wenhuan showed a rare smile on his gray-black face, "eat first, no Mongolian can escape."
Of course, the Ming army could not eat all of it. In order to prevent the Mongols from using the speed of the cavalry to break through the encirclement, the soldiers took turns to eat. No matter when, there were always some gunmen fixed on the Mongolia camp.