"This is not a place where you can come whenever you want, and you can go whenever you want!" Gao Shixin shouted, jumped into the fort, pulled out his bow, and shot arrows at the Baoyi and the Mongols who were carrying the wounded soldiers of Jianzhou Jurchens to retreat.

The first arrow pierced into the back of a Baoyi, and the arrow pierced out of the front chest. The Baoyi screamed and fell down. The remaining Baoyi couldn't bear it, and the Later Jin soldiers lying on the wooden board also fell to the ground.

Gao Shixin pulled his bow, another arrow shot out, another coat was shot, and another wooden board fell to the ground. He repeatedly fired the bow and arrow, shooting more than fifty arrows in one breath, and in a blink of an eye, thirty-six coats and twenty-seven Mongolians were shot over.

Seeing this, the Ming army archers imitated and shot arrows into the heart of the place where the Jianzhou Jurchen soldiers retreated, leaving behind a large number of Baoyi and Jianzhou Jurchen wounded soldiers.

The Jianzhou Jurchen soldiers who retreated did not care about their companions, let alone those Baoyi and Mongols. They only care about their retreat and did not dare to turn back to save people. They knew that when they came back to enter the range of the Ming army's light Franchise and Turtle Dove guns, they would seek death. Those men who died at one qian would not feel sorry for them.

The wooden fence gate at the entrance of the chariot array opened, and a group of auxiliary soldiers rushed out from inside, holding short swords in their hands, happily harvesting the heads of the Later Jin soldiers.

The auxiliary soldiers with a short knife in their hands walked to the bottom of the cart. There were countless white and gray coats lying on the ground. These coats were covered with clear lime because their eyes were blindfolded by quicklime and they were completely invisible. Their eyes were so hot that they were unbearable. No one took them back and threw them to Mingjun.

The auxiliary soldiers and the civilians were not ruthless. They first stabbed the coated hearts with one knife to relieve their pain. Then they grabbed the small braid on the back of their heads and started cutting their heads with a short knife.

"Ah!" Perhaps feeling the threat of death approaching, a Baoyi, who could not see the object, screamed and jumped up, his head and face were covered with white lime powder, and his body was covered with white dust. The Baoyi screamed and ran around, but ended up tripping on the body of a Jurchen soldier, and one of them staggered forward and just rushed onto the body.

An auxiliary soldier strodes the meteor forward, lifted the small braid behind the coated head and pulled it back.

The strong desire to survive made Baoyi struggle desperately, and hit her elbow back, and at the same time she got up and ran forward. However, the braid was grabbed and ran forward, and her scalp was pulled so painful. Baoyi was cruel and struggled forward desperately. Only a sound of scalp tearing was heard, and the braid was torn off with a large piece of scalp.

Baoyi ran desperately, but was tripped by a wounded soldier in the Later Jin Dynasty.

The auxiliary soldiers behind caught up, first stabbed into the throat of the wounded soldiers of the Later Jin Dynasty, then pulled out the knife and stabbed the back of the coat. Then they began to harvest two heads excitedly.

Even if the eyes entered the quicklime coat, it could not escape. Just imagine, how could a person run away if his eyes were invisible? In fact, the steps of the two legs of a person were different. If a blind man did not have a wooden stick in his hand, he would subconsciously walk around the circle. If these coats wanted to run, they would eventually go around and return to their original place. What's more, the dead bodies and wounded soldiers everywhere, and the coat who could not see things would trip if he ran away after running for a few steps.

The coats, who knew they would die, heard the footsteps and walked towards them step by step. Some stood up and wanted to run; some just sat on the ground and waited for death. Anyway, the result was the same. They were stabbed to death by someone and then cut off their heads. More people knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, kowtowed desperately, begging the auxiliary soldiers not to kill themselves. But those auxiliary soldiers were not moved, and still stabbed them to death with one knife, and then harvested their heads.

"The killing is too heavy. They were originally from me, Liaodong Han!" A strong military officer sighed.

Hearing this disharmonious sentence, Gao Shixin turned his head and looked at it. He knew that the officer was Mao Wenlong's man. In the previous bloody battle, the officer was also very brave. He killed eight elite Later Jin soldiers alone! This person is a warrior! It's a pity that a warrior should not have such a kindness.

"May I ask this hero who killed eight Jiannu people with his hand and his name?" Gao Shixin walked forward.

The man knelt down quickly: "Return to the chief, my surname is Zhang and his name is Pan."

"Zhang Pan?" Gao Shixin recalled the information in the database in his mind and knew who this person was. Zhang Pan was indeed a powerful general, and he was also the most beheaded general in the field in the Ming army. He once beheaded more than one thousand levels in one battle! Unfortunately, this person was soft-hearted because he had sheltered Baoyi who escaped from Jianzhou. Who knew that the traitor was involved in Baoyi and was killed by Baoyi.

It is really amazing that such a powerful general died in the hands of Baoyi.

Thinking of this, Gao Shixin shouted: "Zhang Pan, you have to remember one thing: if these people shave their hair and braids, they will no longer be Han people, but the vicious Jiannu! They are our enemies! You cannot be ruthless! You are ruthless to them, and you will not know when you die in their hands in the future!"

Zhang Pan lowered his head and said, "Sir Gao, but they were originally from me, Liaodong Han. They were forced to shave their hair and braids."

"But do you know that those of them are doing things for Jiannu in a decisive manner? If they are taken in, there will be endless troubles! We are in the army and fight for the Ming Dynasty, and for Your Majesty, we must not have the kindness of women!" Gao Shixin said.

"Shi Xin did this completely right!" Xiong Tingbi walked over, "Since the rebellion of Jiannu, our army has been defeated repeatedly. Why is this happening? It's because Jiannu's careful work is interfering! Among these people, who are dedicated to doing things for Jiannu, do you know? Besides, they are on the battlefield and are enemies with us. Since that's the case, why don't they kill them all?"

In other words, civil officials like Xiong Tingbi are not so pedantic. If they were replaced by a certain supervisor, they would probably be put on Gao Shixin's head with a big hat of killing Liang and prospering. One of the charges of the supervisor who killed Mao Wenlong was the one who killed Liang and prospering Mao.

Zhang Pan was told by Xiong Tingbi and dared not speak anymore. But then he quietly asked in Gao Shixin's ear: "Sir, there are even Jurchens in your army, and our Mao army. Since we can surrender the Jurchens, why can't we surrender the Han people?"

"Of course not!" Gao Shixin said firmly, "As long as the Jurchens are not Jiannu, we can use them! But if the Han people become Jiannu, we will definitely not use them! Because the Han people become Jiannu, they are worse than the real Jiannu! Just relying on the small population of Jiannu, let alone hit us, it is good to not starve to death! It is precisely because of the Han people who have forgotten their ancestors to help them that Jiannu can win the Ming Dynasty repeatedly!"

While talking, there was a little chaos among the auxiliary soldiers who were harvesting their heads outside.

While an auxiliary soldier was harvesting the head of a Jianzhou Jurchen soldier, a "corpse" suddenly jumped up and picked up a tiger-toothed knife that fell on the ground from the side, and killed the auxiliary soldier with one knife.

The Jianzhou Jurchen soldier who was pretending to die was covered in blood and was still bleeding. He was obviously seriously injured, but none of the large group of auxiliary soldiers around him dared to step forward. In the end, Mao Wenlong took action himself and killed the Jianzhou Jurchen soldier with one knife.
Chapter completed!