"Division..." The soldiers reminded Zheng Xing again.
Zheng Xing could only watch the torture of Tongyu soldiers. The flintlock of the Marine Corps was not suitable for fighting on the battlefield. There was only one way to defend.
But he really couldn't stand it anymore. Most of the innocent people had been chopped to death by Dongyu soldiers. He bowed his head and ordered the soldiers next to him: "Shoot and attract Dongyu soldiers."
"Bang, bang!"
With two gunshots, the running people were stunned. They even forgot the knife of death shining behind them. The exhausted woman was scared to the ground by the flintlock gun.
Toungoo soldiers also heard the sound of flintlocks. Like the common people, they were stunned in the scorching sunlight for the first time. Some soldiers wiped their eyes and thought they were wrong, "Ming army? How can there be a Ming army here? ?"
"Ming Army?" The leader of the Dongyu Army went up to the front of the team, against the sun, looking far away to the Ming Army, costumes, flintlocks, and familiar formations, "It's really the Ming Army."
"How to do?"
"Hit it?"
"Why did the Ming army run in front of us? Did it have wings?"
…
The Tongyu soldiers were in a mess, but no one stepped forward. Even the people took the opportunity to escape, and they didn't notice it.
The pressure was all concentrated on the leader.
Fight or not
Fight, can you win? Is there a Ming army ambush nearby
If you don't fight, will the Ming army chase it? Can I get out
The commander of Dongyubing had been observing the Ming army on the opposite side. He was a subordinate of Jilunhai. He had only met the Ming army once in Bai Gucheng, and he had basically never fought face-to-face.
He was not worried about the combat effectiveness of the Ming army. The Ming army on the opposite side seemed to have no more than hundreds of people, much less than the soldiers of Toungoo, but he was an experienced battlefield commander and the Ming army remained motionless, which was the reason for his worry. .
What kind of Ming army is this
"Commander, fight, maybe the Ming army will withdraw as soon as we charge."
The commander shook his head, "Withdraw."
Although the soldiers of Tongyu were reluctant, they still went north slowly with the commander.
Zheng Xing was very disappointed. "How come these Dongyu beasts run away when they see the Ming army? Are they afraid of being beaten by the army?"
The soldiers of the Marine Corps also relaxed. The flintlocks that were flat just now were also put down. The soldiers began to talk in a low voice, cursing these dehumanized remnants of Tongyu.
When the commander of Dongyu was retreating, he glanced at the Ming army and saw that the Ming army did not intend to pursue it. He immediately understood: the Ming army did not dare to pursue it. They had no reinforcements. This is a lone army. Kill these Ming troops and avenge our dead and wounded brothers."
"Vengeance..."
"Vengeance..."
"Vengeance..."
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Speaking of revenge, the soldiers of Toungoo immediately boiled with enthusiasm. They did not need to lead the mobilization. The soldiers were like hungry wolves, clamoring for the Ming army on the opposite side. Everyone hoped that he was the first to cut off the head of the Ming army .
The mountains whispered with a tsunami, the footsteps shook the sky, the wind rolled in the clouds, the turbid waves emptied.
More than a thousand Dongku soldiers waved their machetes and slid like a mudslide toward the Ming army's position.
The Ming army picked up the flintlock again, and before the Tongyu soldiers entered the firing range, they were motionless like a mountain.
If the Toungoo soldiers are the tigers who found their prey and are launching a fatal blow to the prey, then the Ming army is the male lion waiting for the prey to enter the attack range. It is dormant in the grass, expecting the prey to approach itself.
"boom."
"boom."
"boom."
…
The last moment finally came. When the Toungoo soldiers entered the 100-step death line of the flintlocks, the Ming army's flintlocks immediately began to greet them. The first row of gunmen finished their volleys. Suddenly dozens of Toungoo soldiers fell down and charged. On the road.
The Tongyu soldiers were still attacking. They stepped on the corpses of the same class and continued to pounce on the Ming army. There must be no signs of weakening in their momentum. The Ming army was still shooting, and the second and third row gunmen also completed a volley.
In one wave of shooting, more than a hundred Toungoo soldiers fell, either dead or wounded.
These Toungoo soldiers who had always bullied Dacheng were stunned. The firearms of the Ming army were far beyond their imagination.
The soldiers lying on the ground may be their home.
Facing the fear of death, the momentum of the Dongyu army's offensive was curbed by flintlock guns.
The speed of the Dongyu soldiers began to slow down. I don't know if they were afraid of the Ming army's flintlock or avoiding the bodies of their companions on the ground. Maybe they were scared by the terrible situation of the wounded Dongyu soldiers.
The slower the speed, the higher the hit rate of the flintlock.
In another wave of shooting, Toungoo soldiers suffered more than 100 casualties.
But the Toungoo soldiers at the back could not see the tragedy ahead. They still surged forward like a tide. Because they could not stand still, they pushed the soldiers in front to death step by step.
Toungoo’s commander was completely dumbfounded. It was less than a cup of tea. Without any casualties, the Ming army had nearly 30% of the soldiers casualties. The wounded soldiers were trampled by the same class and saw that they could not survive.
When he hesitated, the Ming army's hottesters were not idle. They were like workers on the assembly line, just repeating a few simple actions mechanically.
Two more waves of shooting.
Toungoo’s soldiers have already suffered more than half of their casualties. If the Ming army suffered such losses, it would probably collapse.
A well-trained army is different. Although the soldiers of Toungoo can't see the dawn of victory, they don't have an order to retreat. They still lower their heads and charge forward slowly.
Toungku’s commander couldn’t hold it anymore. "Retreat, retreat!" He wanted to cry without tears. Only now did he understand why Talong and Jilunhai have repeatedly defeated the Ming army: the Ming army is not the same. Opponents on the horizontal line.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
When the Toungoo soldiers retreated, the gunmen did not stop firing flintlocks for a moment. They increased their firing range to the maximum. Toungoo soldiers who fell behind were either shot in the back or shot in the head and thighs. There was a splash of flesh and blood.
No matter where they are shot, as long as they affect their escape speed, sooner or later they will become ghosts under the sword of the Ming army.
"Master, the soldiers of Dongyu have escaped!"
Zheng Xing can’t see it, but the flintlock is too slow to reload, and he can’t reload when running. Even if he can catch up with the soldiers in Toungoo, when the bullets are loaded, they will run out of sight, but Zheng Xing temporarily When he was able to get up, he decided to chase him down, "squeeze it over, pay attention to maintaining the formation."
The Ming army trot towards Dongyu’s defeated soldiers. Zheng Xing was worried that the soldiers of Toungoo would be chased in a hurry and would turn around to fight back, but the soldiers of Toungoo just rushed forward in a swarm, only hating his parents for having two legs. Did not dare to stop and resist.
"Master, do you still chase?"
"Can you catch up?" Zheng Xing smiled mysteriously, "Go, go back, we don't turn back now."
"Master, shall we not return to camp?"
"Where is there so much nonsense?" In order to cut corners, Zheng Xing passed through a village called Daguli in the southeast.
"Master..."
"What's going on?" Zheng Xing also saw the abnormality in the village. The whole village was like a messy corpse dump. The corpses of old people, women, and children were all on the ground, on the tree, on the bed, and even low. There was a mess on the roof, but the blood on the corpse hadn't dried up yet. It was obvious that the murder had just happened not long ago.
"Master, this must be done by the people of Donggu."
Zheng Xing naturally knew that this was done by the Toungoo people. He had no intention of chasing down the Toungoo soldiers. He wanted to let the Toungoo soldiers work for himself. He was threatened by the Toungoo soldiers, or the Toungoo soldiers killed the people. In order to protect themselves, the local people must rely on the big tree of Daming, just like Sumidan in Zhewu Village.
Seeing such a tragic situation, Zheng Xing found that he was wrong. Toungoo soldiers had lost their country. They are now offenders. There is today and no tomorrow, and there is morning and no night.
Such a group of butchers have some psychological abnormalities when they treat the local people. It is totally unrealistic to expect them to be naturalized as the local people like the Ming army.
The tragedy in Daguli Village is definitely not an isolated incident.
Zheng Xing was a little depressed. Since the tragedy had happened, it was necessary to let it go in a direction beneficial to the Ming army.
"Master, these remnants of Toungoo..."
"Yes, if the remnants of Tongyu are not cleaned up, the people will never have a peaceful life." Zheng Xing sighed leisurely, and he paced in front of the corpse. "I don't know how many Tongyu soldiers are left."
"Master, let's go north altogether and wipe out these remnants of Dongyu."
"Yes, go north."
"Go north!"
"Go north!"
"Go north!"
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The emotions of the Ming army were ignited, and the sentiment was enthusiastic. They wished they would go north now and chase after Dongyujun's ass until they completely wiped out these Dongyu soldiers.
Zheng Xing pressed his hands down to calm the soldiers temporarily, "Brothers, the remnants of Dongkuo are to be wiped out, but we are currently short of manpower. When our main force comes, we will definitely wipe out these beasts."
"Master, what shall we do now?"
"Now let's go back to Zhewu Village, eat and drink, and raise our spirits, and we will eliminate these beasts in the future." After the battle is over, Zheng Xing intends to let the soldiers rest and raise their spirits.
"Then do these people's corpses need to be buried? The weather is too hot now. If they are not buried in time, I'm afraid they will stink."
Zheng Xing thought for a while, and he was still not going to bury these people. "We must rely on the local people and the military-civilian unity in order to let the local people feel that they are also meritorious in this battle, these corpses. , Let the villagers of Zhewu Village help in the burial!"
"Yes, Master."
Zheng Xing took hundreds of soldiers, Zhe'er headed south, and returned to Zhewu Village.
Sumidan has already returned to Zhewu Village. He heard the news of Zheng Xing's return. He took a large number of people, beat gongs and drums, welcomed the triumphant Ming army, and prepared hot meals for the Ming army.
The soldiers cheered and leaped for joy. Just now they hurriedly chased Donggu soldiers and ran profusely. If they can eat a meal and take a hot bath... Zheng Xing is not interested, he is just busy. Later Sumidan said: "Su Tou, my soldier, is already very tired, and he came back in a hurry. I can’t take a closer look. It’s hard to trouble Su Tou to go to Guli to see if there are still people alive. The body was buried."
"Daguri? It's not far from here, what happened to the people in the village?" Sumidan still didn't know what happened in Daguri Village.
Zheng Xing had to remind him, "Taguli was slaughtered by Dongyu soldiers, all with stab wounds. These cruel Dongyu remnants..."
"Tu Village?" Sumidan's eyes rolled in his eye sockets a few times, "I understand, Zheng Shizuo can rest assured, I will send someone to check immediately, if there are alive people, I will bring them over, and the corpse will be too. To be buried."
"Well, head Su, let's go ahead." Zheng Xing casually took a few bites of food and returned to his camp accompanied by his own soldiers.