Chapter 235 The Tartars ran in front, and Zhang Zhun chased after him!

Seeing the Tartar corpses everywhere near the city gate, Shi Zhenshan subconsciously wanted to draw the knife. It was completely a habitual movement and conditioned reflex, and he was very skillful.

Meng Qinghao couldn't help but shout, "Shitou, what are you doing?"

Shi Zhenshan then reacted and smiled self-deprecatingly. It turned out that when he saw the corpse of the Tartars, his first reaction was to cut off the Tartars' heads and take them for himself. After the battle, he immediately took the Tartars' heads to the superiors to receive rewards. This was a habit developed in Liaodong. As long as the warriors who have been to Liaodong have such a habit. Because the military achievements are calculated according to the Tartars' heads, each of them is fifty taels of silver. If the Tartars' heads have too many, they can still be promoted. When everyone sees the Tartars' corpse, they will naturally have to fight for it.

Meng Qinghao smiled and said, "Shitou, look at your promising prospects! OK! You will cut them all! If you hand over so many Tartar heads, you can at least be awarded a guerrilla general!"

Huang Qingping also smiled and said, "That is, if you ask for credit for all the Tartar corpses everywhere, the general will be the same! If you don't make a good deal, it is possible for the Minister of War!"

Shi Zhenshan was not angry, and continued to smile with self-deprecatingly. The Ming army in Liaodong was like this, and no one was surprised. If you don’t steal the heads of the Tartars, that would be an alternative. If Yang Kaide and Chen Guoxi were waiting for people here immediately, they would have similar actions. However, in Liaodong, they never had so many Tartars to rob. Occasionally, they would eliminate a few sporadic Tartars, and everyone would share the same. Due to too many people, the officers would have to deduct them, and one person would not have a few copper coins.

Meng Qinghao suddenly said with some confusion: "Look, there are so many Tartar corpses in the city. How many Tartars are there on Tianheng Island?"

Shi Zhenshan said casually: "No matter how many Tartars there are on Tianheng Island, they must have been greatly damaged in this battle. I estimate that at least two hundred Tartars were killed in this battle."

Huang Qingping had sharp eyes and saw that there were a large number of Tartar corpses outside the city gate, so he said, "I'm afraid there are more than two hundred! There are still outside!"

The three of them came out along the city gate and saw only the corpses of the Tartars outside the city, which were all in a mess. It was estimated that there were about seventy or eighty people. Further away, there were scattered Tartars corpses, all of which were white-armored soldiers killed by Zhang Zhun. In addition to some other Tartars, there were about forty or fifty people.

Shi Zhenshan said thoughtfully: "I'm afraid there are more than one or two, three or four hundred."

Meng Qinghao said with emotion: "It seems that Shublu is completely finished."

Until now, the three of them didn't know that Shublu was dead, and they thought Shublu had escaped. However, the battle of the escorts had deeply shocked them. Whether Shublu was dead or alive was not important to them. With the escorts, how many days could Shublu jump around?

Having said that, the results of the guard team are really scary. They actually wiped out so many Tartars in one battle. A rough count shows that at least 300 Tartars died. The entire Liaodong Tartars, both men, women, and young, may only be about one million people. Among them, there may be only more than 100,000 young and middle-aged people. The guard team killed 300 at one time, and all the Tartars in Liaodong in a few hundred times.

This is the result of the war when the guard team only has one thousand troops. If the guard team's troops increase in the future, the number of Tartars will definitely be eliminated in each battle. At that time, maybe thousands of Tartars can be eliminated in one battle. According to such results, even if the Eight Mongolian Banners are included, it may not be enough for the guard team to chew.

Zhang Zhun’s guard team is so terrible.

"Chasing!"

Outside the city, Yang Zhiyuan kept waving his hand and asked the soldiers behind to run faster.

After leaving the city, the soldiers of the guards launched fierce pursuits against the Tartars in units of gangs. The Tartars escaped very quickly, but the soldiers of the guards pursued them were not slow. The distance between the two sides was basically around seventy or eighty feet. The range of the Hu Ben gun was very long, and the continuous firing of guns in the back was also a huge threat to the Tartars running in front.

After a defeated battle, he suffered heavy losses and was chased behind him and tried to kill him. Oboi was angry and annoyed, but he had to calm down and think about ways to escape. The Ming army chased out of the city, obviously to defeat them all in one place. What he had to do now is not to destroy these Ming troops, but how to preserve the vitality of the Tartars as much as possible, and return to Tianheng Island as much as possible to wait for a comeback, or simply withdraw to Liaodong. However, being chased like this is not a solution. If the situation is too passive, they will never be able to return to Tianheng Island smoothly.

"Strike back!"

Oboi shouted fiercely.

The Tartars had a special tactic, which was a sudden counterattack, which was called a backlash in Chinese. It was when retreating, when they suddenly turned around and attacked, and thousands of arrows were shot at the pursuing enemy. This move, in the Mongolian term, was also called Manguda, which means turning around and shooting arrows. Because the Tartars' archery skills were quite fierce, they were shot without any slightest arrows at a distance of twenty feet. Therefore, the chasing Ming army was caught off guard and often suffered a great loss. As long as the Ming army was in chaos, the Tartars would come back, expand the results of the battle, and turn defeat into victory.

Oboi also hopes to use this to turn defeat into victory.

After all, Oboi is still very confident in field battles.

When fighting against the Ming army, the Jin army had never been defeated.

"Bang bang bang!"

However, in the face of the escort's pursuit, the Tatars' move was completely ineffective. The Tatars had just turned around and had not yet pounced on them, but they were knocked down by a series of Minnie bombs. What the escort needed was the Tatars to slow down their escape and turn around to attack. As a result, the two most fierce red-armored soldiers were hit continuously, covered with bullet holes and blood flowing. The rest of the red-armored soldiers couldn't help but retreat. Even though they knew that going up was to die, if they continued to go up, they would be really crazy. The Tartars' head was simple, but they were definitely not crazy.

"Kill!"

"Free shooting!"

"Don't let a Tartar run away!"

The soldiers of the escort team took the opportunity to shout and approach the Tartars.

"Bang bang bang!"

The gunshots continued to ring, and Minnie flew across the board.

For the terrifying Tartars, the gunfire of the guards was indeed a big shock. None of them could guarantee that the enemy's bullets would not hit them. There was no way, so they had to continue to run for their lives. Oboi did not dare to show off, so he had to run with them.

But Obai heard the pursuers shouting and screaming, and was angry and angry, but helpless. This was the first time Obai had defeated a war. I have to admit that the feeling of defeating the war was really bad. I didn't respond every day, and I was desperate! He wanted to go back to Liaodong more and more. He decided that if he went back to Tianheng Island smoothly, he would immediately find a way to withdraw to Liaodong.

The guards of more than 800 people chased the group of Tartars that were severely damaged. The scene was like a group of eagles catching chickens. Some Tartars wanted to turn around and fight back, but were always knocked down by the Hu Ben gun. The ultra-long range of the Hu Ben gun became a nightmare for these Tartars. Oboi finally understood why Mukata was wiped out, why Shublu had already broken into the city and was driven out, and even Shublu himself was killed in the city. Because this devastating storm is definitely not something that the human body can stop. Iron armor or something is completely useless.

It should be a blessing in disgrace for them to have these two or three hundred people escaped by chance. If God hadn't been blessed, they would have lost all of them in Aoshan City. When did the Ming army actually have such powerful firearms? What would happen if these firearms were used to deal with the Jin army in Liaodong?

However, Oboi had no time to think about these problems. Returning to Tianheng Island as soon as possible is the best strategy. Even if it is not safe to return to Tianheng Island, you must return to Liaodong as soon as possible. You can think of it with your knees that it is impossible for them to defend Tianheng Island after suffering heavy damage. The Ming army will definitely seize the time to attack Tianheng Island and will never give them a chance to breathe. Only by withdrawing to Liaodong can there be a way out. By the way, it is time for them, these scattered birds to return to their nests. However, before returning to their nests, someone must make sacrifices. Otherwise, the Ming army's pursuit will continue.

"Who wants to cut off the rear?"

There is no way, Oboi has to use his trump card.

Send someone to cut off the rear!

In order to protect the main force's retreat, it is necessary to block the attack of the pursuers as much as possible. To achieve this, someone must stay and entangle with the Ming army with the determination to die, delay the Ming army as much as possible, and give other companions time to escape. You can think of it with your heels that those who stay and cut off the rear will definitely be in danger, especially when the enemy is so fierce, which is beyond ordinary people.

It has to be said that the Tartars were still very sacrificed at this time. Soon, there were three last surviving white-armored soldiers, seven red-armored soldiers, and ten ordinary Tartars, with a total of twenty people, who were willing to stay and cut off the rear. They were all masters of archery, and they were all powerful at a distance of twenty feet. I believe that their blocking can effectively delay the enemy's pursuit and give other comrades time to escape.

In order to enhance the strength of the comrades in the rear, the rest of the Tartars divided most of the arrowheads on their bodies to them. The white and red armored soldiers who left the slashed Tartars also took off their iron armor to the other Tartars. At the same time, they also handed over their longevity locks to Obai to take them back to their families. Obviously, they were not going back.

"Please give you my word!"

"The true God is above you, and you will receive eternal life!"

Oboi pounded the chest of each of the Tartars and said loudly.
Chapter completed!