I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

The men rushing out with the team saw the Tatars climbing up, and they drew their bows and shot arrows without hesitation.

As a well-known old hunter in the village, his arrow skills are very accurate and fast.

The nephew next to him was flustered. He had just shot one crossbow bolt, and while he was reloading, he had already shot three arrows.

Moreover, the arrows hit the vital points, and they all went to the face and eyes.

"careful!"

Just when he was about to struggle to pull the fourth arrow, a rain of arrows suddenly flew out from below.

Tatars are not idiots.

When I was attacked in the early stage, I was flustered. Seeing so many people, I couldn't climb up for a while, and the enemy surrounded me again.Not wanting to be shot like lambs, they took off their bows and arrows and fought back.

"Ding ding dong... puff puff..."

A shower of arrows flew up from the river bank, and the experienced soldiers of the Shenji Battalion quickly avoided the rain of arrows.

The recruits who followed behind on the battlefield for the first time did not respond in this regard, and some unlucky guys were shot to the ground directly.

The lucky ones were blocked by the half body armor on their bodies, and the unlucky ones were hit to the point and fell to the ground screaming.

"Your Highness, retreat, the enemy on the left has already climbed up."

Hu Yu, who was holding a shield and firing a revolver while protecting Zhu Zhangui, noticed that the enemy on the left line had climbed up.

Quickly and loudly reminded Zhu Zhangui who was shooting wildly with a rifle.

"boom!"

Another guy was brought down with one shot. Zhu Zhangui glanced at the direction of the left line and saw that many Tatars had already climbed up and were quickly encircling them. He understood that it was time to retreat.

"Behind the Shenji Battalion, the others died with their injuries, retreat!"

"Woooooooo..."

The retreat horn sounded, and the recruits of the Ming army, who had been suppressed by the enemy's bows and arrows, immediately pulled their wounded and dead comrades beside them, and desperately retreated to the back line under the leadership of their captain.

The Shenji Battalion, which was left behind, fired wildly, fighting for a chance to retreat for these recruits.

"Back up!"

A few minutes later, seeing the recruits running into the woods, Zhu Zhangui gave an order, and led the rest of the people to retreat while fighting, and also retreated into the woods.

The Tatars, who had been beaten head and face, would naturally not let the enemy escape.

Holding the shield against the rain of bullets from the Shenji Battalion, he roared angrily and chased desperately.

"Boom, boom..."

Suddenly bursts of explosions sounded among the Tatar pursuers.

Hundreds of Tatar soldiers who were enveloped by the explosion were blown to pieces by thousands of catties of ammonium nitrate explosives.

After the snowflakes and ice bodies fell, the enemy had already run into the woods and disappeared.

At night, Choibalsan camped.

Alutai sat on the fur blanket, stretched out his hands to warm the fire, and said calmly.

"Tell me, how many troops have been lost!"

Behind him, a general replied with an ugly face.

"This time we were attacked, a total of more than 4800 people died, and most of them were cavalry. About 3000 people were injured and sick, and more than half of them may not survive the dawn."

"More than 2000 horses were lost, and some supplies fell into the river and are still being salvaged."

Alutai's expression did not change, and he asked.

"Harvest!"

The general bowed his head.

What a fart.

Apart from picking up a few broken helmets and some broken bows and crossbows left by some daredevils, they had nothing to gain.

None of the captives were caught, not even the corpse of the enemy was recovered.

After taking a sip of the hot broth, Alutai waved his hand calmly.

"Let the clansmen have a good rest and recharge their spirits. We will take revenge tomorrow!"

No anger, no anger.

In that case, it is useless for God of War to come.

The enemy is also smart enough to not have any contact with them at all.

As soon as the Tatars came ashore, the enemy turned around and ran away, and you couldn't even fight back if you wanted to.

"What kind of weapon is that, it can kill our people hundreds of steps away!"

Ursa, who was sitting by the side, looked at Alutai with hot soup in his hand.

"Fire guns, the weapons equipped by the Shenji Battalion of the Ming Army, are of the same type as artillery."

"In the past, that kind of weapon could only hit a few dozen cloths. Later, I don't know how they researched it, but it hit hundreds of steps."

Drink the soup in the bowl in one gulp.

Alutai let out a breath.

"It's the first time I've seen the kind that can hit nearly 200 steps today. It should be a new research from them."

"Fortunately, because their cannons cannot be transported in snowy weather, otherwise our casualties would be even greater today."

Ursa nodded thoughtfully, then rolled her eyes slightly, leaned forward and whispered.

"We are willing to give up what we got for you this time in exchange for the manufacturing method of that weapon."

Ursa didn't go around the bush, and directly stated her needs.

Alutai gave him a funny look.

"If I knew how to make it, I would have asked my subordinates to make it. Although there is a lack of iron on our grasslands, there is still iron to make these things."

Ursa felt a little regretful.

"That's such a pity!"

Another bowl of hot soup was filled, and Alutai pondered for a while.

"Although I don't know how guns and cannons are made, I have the ratio chart of gunpowder in my hand. If you need it, I can give it to you."

Ursa's eyes lit up suddenly.

"What do you need me to do!"

Alutai said calmly while drinking hot soup.

"My people are not good at siege, and the next siege will be your main attack!"

Ursa narrowed his eyes.

This old fox wants his own people to be cannon fodder.

But thinking of the huge destructive explosion, Ursa gritted his teeth.

"I can promise you, but you must also send someone to cooperate with me when attacking."

There was a smile on Alutai's calm face, he raised the bowl containing the broth, and touched it like Ursa's bowl.

"Your wish will come true!"

A mysterious smile appeared on Ursa's face.

"Oh, you know my wish!"

"Ha ha…"

Alutai laughed and looked at Ursa.

"We're the same kind of people, aren't we?"

Ursa showed a smile that I understood, picked up the bowl and touched Alutai.

"Boom..."

The two bowls collided, and there was a sudden explosion from outside.

Immediately afterwards, a shocking killing cry came from outside.

"Whoa!"

Alu stood up abruptly, threw the bowl on the ground angrily, and cursed angrily, pointing in the direction of the sound of killing.

"Damn it...you guys are not finished yet!"

Chapter 235: Don't be afraid of opponents like gods, but teammates like pigs. You are more like a pig than a pig.

After a few quarters of an hour.

Alutai and his party returned to the tent with dark faces.

"Bastard, these Ming people are too cunning. They blew up the outer defenses, killed some people, turned around and ran away. They didn't even have the courage to fight us. They are really a bunch of gutless rats!"

"That's right, the people gathered here just rushed over, and before they reached the place, I was notified from the front that the Ming people had already run away."

"I wonder if we should lay an ambush on the outside, and when they come again, kill them by surprise, and then cooperate with the inside and outside, and wipe them out in one fell swoop!"

"It's useless. Mingren is not a fool. As the saying goes, there are only three incidents. This is the second time. We are all on guard. Mingren will definitely not come again!"

"Damn it, when I catch the leader of the opponent's army, I will definitely skin him."

Curses and discussions rang in my ears.

With his hands behind his back, Alutai walked back and forth around the fire with a gloomy expression.

just now.

The Ming army blasted the outer defenses with gunpowder, then rushed in and set fire to them.

The outskirts of the Tatar army was in chaos, and the soldiers could not find the soldiers and the generals. Thousands of people were killed by the Ming army under disorder, and as many as 2000 were injured.

Including the casualties during the day, there were nearly [-] casualties in this day.

The enemy's border has not yet been touched, and tens of thousands of people have been killed or injured on his own side, which is really a fucking embarrassment.

This is who is the offensive side, and why does it seem that he is passively defending?

"Teacher, do you want to send someone outside to counter the attack!"

The general who proposed to ambush outside just now put forward his own idea again.

Alutai nodded slightly.

"You lead people to ambush outside. Once they come again, don't make any noise. When the battle breaks out here, you immediately lead people to block their back path, and cooperate with the camp to eliminate them in one fell swoop!"

"As ordered!"

The general accepted the order with cupped fists, flung his cloak and turned to leave.

"You go back first, and tell the children to be more vigilant, in case they are attacked by the enemy again!"

"Yes!"

The generals withdrew from the camp.

Looking at the white snow outside the tent, Alutai sighed, and sat by the fire with his eyes closed.

Ursa, who was accompanying him all the time, saw that Alutai was not interested in talking, so he got up and wanted to leave.

"My friend, you have to remind your subordinates to be careful. Although you are behind our army, there is no guarantee that the other party will bypass us and attack your barracks!"

Ursa, who was about to go out, looked back at Alutai.

"Don't worry, my friend, my soldiers are the most elite warriors of the Western Regions. If they dare to come and attack me, I will let these wise people see the bravery of the warriors of the Western Regions!"

The corner of Alutai's mouth twitched.

Back to the warriors of the Western Regions, all frozen like idiots, marching outside, with their heads retracted, their clothes like tortoises, and they didn't show their heads no matter how they shouted.

As soon as they set up camp, they got into the tent and could not come out. The patrol team patrolled like visiting a grave, and ran to the fire when no one was watching, regardless of the post behind them.