Chapter 59: Talk and laugh and drink the blood of the Huns

"Boom boom boom boom." A series of explosions drew a slogan for this fight.

The Tartars never expected that the Ming army would dare to do this.

It’s not that there is anything wrong with this way of fighting for life. In fact, when Xiao Qin ordered those elite cavalry to wander in front of the Ming army, these people were probably dead. Especially the first group of people rushing into the Ming army, almost none of them survived.

On the battlefield, life is the least valuable thing.

There are so many people who die, just numbers.

It is this desperate method that made the Tartars a little uncomfortable.

Everyone carried dozens of kilograms of gunpowder and rushed into the Tartar crowd under the escort of their comrades. One ancient brain took away hundreds of people. Basically, the Tartars were beaten up and could not stand such casualties. They were stunned at once.

Then he stepped back.

If it were possible, Zhou Mengchen would not want to do this.

He had a result that made him smile bitterly, that is, now, the way to maximize the power of gunpowder is to have tens of thousands of enemies. This kind of accumulation of gunpowder ignited explosive weapons, and sending people to send such gunpowder bullets into the Tartar crowd is also the best way to kill.

As for artillery and musket, they are much worse than this method.

Many times, only after fighting a war can you know what is really needed on the battlefield? Grenades - bullets.

If there is a batch of grenades, why did it make the situation look like this? And the cannons are bulky after all. Basically, no matter how light the cannons are, they are a burden in the marching, but the grenades are different. Each one is equipped with few, and no matter what they run, they can be used.

This is a bloody lesson.

Zhou Mengchen immediately understood why there was a special military service in the West for a period of time, called the Grenadier.

For a considerable period of time, this thing is much easier to use than cannons and muskets.

Whether it is infantry or cavalry.

But the technical content is not low.

First of all, gunpowder. Black-gunpowder grenade-blast is too low. If you want to ensure its power, it will be too large and cannot be far away. There is the flintlock device. After all, Zhou Mengchen doesn't want to make any grenade-blast that can only be thrown after igniteing fire.

This incident just flashed through Zhou Mengchen's heart.

Zhou Mengchen put more energy in front of him.

A fight. Three thousand people in the Beijing camp were disabled.

Thousands of people were killed in battle, and as for the wounded, everyone was injured, and even Li Ru had a big hole in his body. The scholar also fought for a while.

The only ones who really didn't go into battle were Zhou Mengchen and Xu Wei.

Zhou Mengchen did not have time to count the number of people, but thought that he would gather together with the Li Ru tribe of Liu Jia tribe of Zhou Yichang tribe of Qi Jiguang tribe, which was only more than 5,000, and it can be said that it had lost more than half of the losses in one day. Of course, Zhou Mengchen was sure that the casualties of the Tartars did not want to be subscribed to them.

There were even hundreds of prisoners, all of which were injured. When the Tartars retreated, they did not take them down.

Zhou Mengchen was anxious and said to several generals: "Qi Jiguang, you are fully responsible for external defense, and the troops of the Beijing camp will be commanded by you. This battle will be left to you."

This is Zhou Mengchen’s trust in Qi Jiguang, and it is also Zhou Mengchen’s helplessness.

All other departments are disabled. Only Qi Jiguang's department remains relatively complete. He does not rely on anyone Qi Jiguang depends on.

Qi Jiguang said, "I will obey the order."

Zhou Mengchen immediately adjusted his orders, and the entire army shrank a lot, putting the wounded and war horses inside. After Qi Jiguang integrated the Jing camp, there were about 4,000 soldiers to fight, and there were only more than 1,000 soldiers on each side, and the soldiers in the Jing camp were temporarily mixed.

After reaching this point, Zhou Mengchen actually knew that this army had reached the end of its strength.

A series of arrangements are the best arrangements that Zhou Mengchen can make.

Zhou Mengchen asked: "What else is there?"

Xu Wei said: "There is another problem, that is, water. When the march, each person only brought a bag of water, and now they have used up."

After hearing what Xu Wei said, Zhou Mengchen felt his mouth was extremely thirsty. He couldn't help licking his lips, and found that his lips were cracked at some point.

Even Zhou Mengchen is like this, let alone those soldiers who fought on the front line or the wounded who lost a lot of blood.

But there was no water in Zhou Mengchen's water bag. Where did he get water from?

Zhou Mengchen was silent for a while and said, "Kill the horses and kill all the horses except the war horses, drink the horse's blood."

Zhou Mengchen knew how precious horses were to Datong Town, but the problem was that what was more important than horses was the soldiers who could persevere in this battle. In a few days, there were only more than 5,000 people left, while there were only more than 4,000 people in Datong Town. However, these people were tempered through such bloody battles. They were all seeds of trust, and at least they were trustworthy officers when they expanded their troops on a large scale.

"Sir." Li Ru said: "By the way, kill the more than a hundred prisoners. Regardless of horse blood, people's blood, it's blood. At this time, are they still raising them?"

Zhou Mengchen's eyes swept across everyone, and most people had no opinions on this suggestion.

On the one hand, Zhou Mengchen wanted to keep the prisoners in his deep hatred, but he might not be able to stay. On the other hand, for many generals, they actually felt sorry for the horses, but they did not feel sorry for the Tartars. If they used Tartar blood more, they agreed with both hands and feet.

Can horses work? What can the Tartars do? It is not yet time to eat Tartar meat, and it is useless at all.

Zhou Mengchen said, "Okay."

So, human blood mixed with horse blood, and each soldier filled a bag, which was the only thirst-quenching drink they had come into contact with in the half-day battle.

At this time, Xiao Qin was also in a dilemma.

Nothing else, Xiao Qin's subordinates are not all his headquarters.

Although the White Lotus Sect suffered major casualties in this battle, even so, there were quite a few casualties in the Mongolian tribes. For the Mongolian tribes, this was already a little more costly.

Nothing else, what is the most precious thing for the Mongolian tribes?

It is not food, not iron tools, not horses, not cattle and sheep, but the tribes.

For tribes, population is the foundation of a tribe.

There were so many casualties and injuries for Zhou Mengchen, as long as he went back, he could make up for it within three months, which was still included in the training time. After all, he trained 100,000 militias and could have a large number of alternate troops. This is still the same place in Datong. If the people in various places in the Ming Dynasty were included, this casualties would be nothing.

But for the Mongols, the Mongolian tribes, no matter under Xin Ai's rule, were only a few million people under Xin Ai's rule, and half of them were considered too much. If they were divided into each tribe, they would be a considerable tribe, and most of them were between thousands and tens of thousands of tribes.

This is also the population that a pasture can accommodate.

This population is just a population of several Zhuangzi for the Ming Dynasty.

So for them, thousands of people were killed and more than a hundred people were killed or injured in each tribe today. For Mongolian tribes, it was a big number.

Of course, it’s not impossible to fight until this is the case.

But Xiao Qin doesn't have that prestige.

If Altan is here or Xin Ai is here today, they are the Mongol Khan. Although there is a gap in prestige, the Mongols are still willing to obey. If the two force the attack, they will not dare to resist. But who is Xiao Qin? One is a Han Chinese and the so-called national teacher.

In the eyes of the Mongolians, they are outsiders.

It was difficult for him to let the troops continue to attack.

If possible, Xiao Qin also wanted to let the White Lotus Sect attack alone. However, in this battle, the White Lotus Sect suffered the most casualties, and the loss of two thousand people was definitely a lot for the White Lotus Sect. Even though Xiao Qin knew that Zhou Mengchen had only had the last breath, he also knew that if he continued to attack and defeated this cavalry, it would not be too easy to rebuild it.

You may even encounter additional resistance.

Xiao Qin said: "Everyone, now we have to work harder, Zhou Mengchen's head is ours."

"National Master, I see that the Ming army has no water, so they have already started killing horses and drinking blood. Otherwise, let's siege them. As long as they are besieged for three days, they will definitely not be able to hold on." A tribal leader said. There was a voice of approval immediately, saying, "Yes, yes, yes, this is the best."
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