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Behind the hillside, Li Yuanqing, who was riding on a horse, saw this scene clearly and could not help but frown tightly.

Although Li Yuanqing has entered his fifth year in the army, at this time, he has a limited opportunity to fight side by side with the traditional Ming army.

Seeing the scene at this time, Li Yuanqing finally understood why there was a proverb circulating in the army, 'Ten arrows are worth less than one shot'.

This means that if you shoot ten arrows, the effect may not be as effective as a spear.

In particular, the elites of the Hou Jin Army have multiple layers of armor to protect themselves and various shields in their hands. Unless the bow and arrow can directly hit their necks and faces, it will be difficult to form a truly meaningful effect on them.

blow on.

But as for the Hou Jin Army, due to their natural advantages, almost all of them are the most skilled hunters. Their bows and arrows are fast, accurate and cruel, and their arrows are almost deadly.

In a confrontation with them, the Ming army had no chance of winning.

It is no wonder that in the Ming army formation, cavalry has always been a reserved unit, and is usually sent out to chase down the enemy when the situation is almost clear.

You know, these are still cavalry archers under Man Gui's command, and they are still considered to be personal soldiers.

If it were replaced by other ordinary Ming army archers, then...

"Yuan Qing, they rushed in!"

Man Gui's somewhat excited voice interrupted Li Yuanqing's thoughts, and Li Yuanqing hurriedly looked ahead.

At this time, with the retreat of the first line of defense of the Ming army's archers, the entire camp was completely opened. In a moment, two to three hundred Jin cavalrymen swarmed in and rushed into the tent group.

Under such a situation, Li Yuanqing had no time to think about anything else and said in a deep voice: "Brother Gui, let's start!"

Man Gui couldn't help but nodded with joy. Although the first wave of archers lost only a few people, probably only a few were killed, but these people were all his elites, and the death of any one of them would make him feel distressed.

At this time, Li Yuanqing spoke, why would he hesitate? He quickly issued orders to the front.

The archers hidden on both sides couldn't wait for a long time. In a moment, they lit the rockets in their hands and shot towards the middle.

At the same time, the two mixed 'throwers' who had been in the woods above the camp no longer held back, and quickly threw the simple javelins in their hands towards the Houjin crowd in the middle of the camp.

'puff'.

A rocket hit the tent and stayed there for a moment. The fire instantly ignited the roof of the tent. Because of the humidity, thick black smoke rose and the fire instantly spread on the roof of the tent.

Inside the tent, there was a lot of firewood and hay already placed. As soon as the grease-filled sparks fell from the top of the tent, the firewood and hay inside were quickly ignited, with a "bang, bang," and the more they burned, the more they burned.

prosperous.

Even though some tents cannot be ignited by rockets, as more and more tents are ignited, the fire can't stop rising into the sky.

Those tents that were not ignited by the first wave of arrows were quickly set ablaze by fire, and thick smoke billowed into the sky.

In just a few minutes, the entire Ming army camp was ablaze, roaring and swaying back and forth in the wind.

"Yuan Qing, it's a success!" Man Gui couldn't help but waved his fist with joy and laughed loudly looking at Hou Jinjun who was trapped in the middle of the camp.

But Li Yuanqing did not dare to be negligent in the slightest, and hurriedly shouted: "Brother Gui, hurry up, don't hesitate, the archers will follow, be sure to eliminate them inside and don't let them come out!"

"Uh? Oh!" Man Gui also reacted at this time and hurriedly called to his servants. He rushed forward himself, stringed his bow, and shot at the Hou Jin army who was trapped in the fire.

Li Yuanqing also discovered a huge flaw in his plan at this time.

After all, these are not the well-equipped Changsheng campers under his command.

Even if there is fire surrounding these dog tartars, without enough destructive weapons, they still cannot cause enough damage to these dog tartars.

To put it simply, this is 'applause but not popularity', 'only thunder but no rain'.

If they want to see results, it is inevitable that the men will still have to engage in hand-to-hand combat with these dog Tatars.

But it has reached this point, and regret has no effect at all. Either use the fire to kill all these dog Tatars. Or, wait for them to rush out and fight for their lives.

Seeing that even if Man Gui personally stepped forward to join the battle, the effect was still not satisfactory, Li Yuanqing could not sit still and loudly called out to the soldiers around him to step forward. If any dog ​​Tatars rushed out of the fire ahead, they must be there as soon as possible.

Deal with them!

The fire burned more and more fiercely, crackling and crackling, and the entire Ming army camp was roaring and noisy, mixed with pine needles, dry firewood and billowing smoke caused by moisture. It was like the end of the world.

But the Ming army outside the battle formation was doing better, but the Tatars inside were in dire straits.

At this time, Meng Gangdu's majestic silver helmet had disappeared, and most of his greasy money rat braid was singed. His face was covered with black ash, and his skin was already dark, as if he had just crawled out of a coal kiln.

"Lord Meng Gangdu, there are fires on all sides, we, we can't get out!"

The fire spread so quickly that the minions around Meng Gangdu were all panicked. They tried several times to break out of the surrounding area, but to no avail. They had to be on guard against the arrows and javelins from the Ming army on all sides.

It was almost driving me crazy.

Meng Gangdu obviously did not expect that the Ming army would be so mean, but at this time he was already in the "urn" of the Ming army. He could only grit his teeth and shout: "The wind is coming from the north! Quick, let's break out to the north."

"Yes, my lord, there is a cliff two or three feet high to the north!" A slave said hurriedly.

"You dog slave, can you kill someone if you're two to three feet high? If you don't want to be burned into charcoal, move faster!" Meng Gang couldn't help but give the slave a slap in the face, and he quickly moved toward the slave despite the scorching fire.

Rush over from the north.

Seeing their master like this, the slaves around him stopped shooting arrows aimlessly in all directions and followed him one after another.

Not far below, Tan Bai was also panicked. He never expected that this small group of Ming soldiers would actually set such a big trap for them.

At this time, Tan Bai had already led his troops to rush over, preparing to rescue Meng Gangdudu and his party.

Although Meng Gangdu was just a slave with a yellow flag and was not considered a noble person, one of his daughters was the concubine of Shuotuo, the second son of Daishan.

If Meng Gang were to die in battle here, not only would he not be able to explain to the old slave, he would also not be able to explain to Daishan.

But the fire on the hillside was so fierce that they couldn't get up at all and could only linger fifty or sixty steps away.

At this time, Meng Gang, who was in the north, had no time to hesitate. He gritted his teeth and whipped the horse's buttocks hard. The horse was in pain and jumped down from the height.

Although the hillside was not high, it was about two or three feet high, about seven or eight meters. Meng Gangdu felt as if his internal organs were about to be shattered as soon as he and his horse fell down.

But this guy was in his prime and his reaction was very quick. When he landed, he deliberately let the war horse under him to cushion him a little bit.

At this time, although his whole body was in great pain, he was not in fear of his life. He rolled over and hurried to the front.

He didn't want to be crushed into a pulp by the minions who came after him.

In a moment, more than a dozen war horses rushed out of the fire. However, they did not have the skill and good luck of Meng Gangdu. There was a tall slave who was so unlucky that he hit the ground head first.

, the brains were smashed out, a mixture of red and white was all over the ground, and steam was still rising on the snow.

The shouts here also attracted the attention of Tan Bai not far away. After a moment, a slave shouted with great joy: "Sir Tan Bai, Lord Meng Gangdu is here."

Tan Bai was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but be overjoyed, "Quick, go and have a look." He quickly galloped towards this place.

As soon as he saw Tan Bai, Meng Gangdu's tears couldn't stop pouring out, "Lord Tan Bai, this, this... it's all my fault for being too impulsive and costing the lives of the warriors!"

Seeing that Meng Gang was fine, Tan Bai breathed a sigh of relief, but his face was extremely gloomy, "Mr. Meng Gang, it's not your fault. If you want to blame me, it's because I was too reckless. I didn't expect it.

These despicable idiots are so cunning!"

Meng Gangdu couldn't help crying, "Master Tanbai, warriors, and hundreds of warriors are trapped in the fire!"

Tan Bai had already calmed down at this time, "Although this place is dangerous, it is a way to survive. Hurry, someone is coming and shouting to guide the warriors to break out from here."

The servants around me didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly shouted loudly here.

With the guidance, the Hou Jin army trapped in the fire also had a direction and broke out towards the north.

As for the Ming army, they knew that there must be many Tatar heads in the center of the camp, but they couldn't rush into the fire to get them. They could only rely on the surroundings to block them and catch them one by one.

Soon, the soldiers in the woods on the hillside had all used up their simple javelins. They did not dare to fight and quickly ran down to join the main force.

At this time, the Ming army had captured almost thirty Tatars. They all rushed out of the fire like headless flies and were attacked and killed by the Ming army.

Their heads were soon cut off and they were stripped naked.

Seeing that the fire was getting stronger and stronger, but still unable to go in to harvest the heads, Man Gui became a little anxious, "Yuan Qing, this, this damn, this, this is all merit!"

Li Yuanqing glanced at the sky. It was almost two or three o'clock. If the struggle continued, the Ming army would not be able to take much advantage. He hurriedly said: "Brother Gui, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. We should withdraw!"

Man Gui was stunned and understood what Li Yuanqing meant.

Although he was reluctant to part with these Tatar heads, without Li Yuanqing's plan, not only these tents and supplies would have been cheap to the Tatars, not to mention that more than thirty Tatar heads would have been accounted for.

You know, Guan Ning is not as good as Dongjiang and Liaonan, who have more than 30 Tatar heads. This is almost an unparalleled feat.

What's more, it's the head of a Tatar with a yellow flag.

The so-called legendary victory of Ningyuan was in vain. Not to mention the tens of thousands of lives on Juehua Island, the Tatar heads captured by Guan Ning's army were just leaks picked up by Mangui when he went out of the city to try his luck.

There were mostly wounded soldiers, and there was no real gold content at all.

At this time, although there was no way to take over the great achievements in the camp, the more than thirty levels of Tatar heads were enough for Mangui to touch the throne of the commander-in-chief above his head.

"Yuan Qing, I listen to you! Let's withdraw!"

Seeing that Man Gui was not eager to fight, Li Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not dare to hesitate for a moment and waved his hand, "Withdraw!"

Soon, under the cover of smoke, the Ming army rushed southward.

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To be continued...