The Tan family's generals and the archers standing on the cart were all extremely nervous. Before they got on the cart, they thought that Lord Wang asked them to shoot and kill these poor Han people.

After this series, everyone was excited. Looking at the ragged and extremely thin Han slaves running towards this side, followed by the Tartar cavalry. When they heard Wang Tong's order, they immediately set their bows and arrows.

The Tan family's generals are skilled in bows and horses, and they are all archers. Needless to say, Wang Tong said, "There are good arrows to come up." If the other 5 hands were not confident in themselves, they would not dare to get on the cart.

They stood in the gap between artillery and shot arrows at the Tartar cavalry dozens of steps away. The Ming Dynasty standard was 5 long and the range was longer than the bows on the grassland, let alone the weapons made by strong archers and sophisticated weapons.

The Tartar soldiers who were not killed and injured by the artillery that broke into the air, watched the Han slaves rush forward desperately, and they were confused and thought it was their chance, so they rode their horses and followed behind.

The first person was shot down from the horse by an arrow, and then he realized that this distance was rushing forward, not turning back, not being left and right, but being dead. Some people drew a knife, and some people drew their bows and arrows on the horse. Since they could not attack the Ming army camp in front, they would have to kill a few Ming dogs to vent their anger.

But they couldn't do this. The clover that flew in a hurry seemed to be named, shooting towards the vital points, not to mention the constant roaring muskets.

The Tartar cavalry were constantly shot to death and killed, and they were getting farther and farther away from the Han slaves running in front. This process was a torment for the Tartar cavalry. After chasing for less than twenty steps, no matter the orders behind them, someone finally turned his mount and fled directly, and never dared to move forward again.

Some of the Han slaves were cut down by the Tartars behind them, and some were shot to death by the bows and arrows behind them. But after all, more than half of the people survived. Seeing Mu Pei in front getting closer and closer, everyone was crying loudly, but the crying was not fear, but the joy was overwhelming.

Everyone in the Huwei Camp in this direction also showed relaxed expressions, making the people of the Ming Dynasty killed by the Tartars in front of him, which was unreasonable. Thanks to the adults' decisive decision and response, the Han slaves were about to approach the wall, and a battalion official next to him asked for instructions: "Sir, should you move the baffle and cart of the camp gate and put them in?" Wang Tong pondered for a while but shook his head and said in a solemn voice: "Let them climb over the wooden wall one by one, tie up one after another, search for their bodies, gathered aside, and sent a special person to take care of it. There is no way to go on the battlefield!"

The battalion officer was stunned, but quickly gave instructions. Except for the artillery, the archers and musket soldiers were scattered to both sides, while the spearmen and swords and shield soldiers came up.

While guarding against the whole team of Tartar cavalry, they shouted that Han people were coming up one by one. Everyone was anxious before they could save the people, but after saving the people, they were inevitably a little scared. The captured Han people ran towards the camp for their own life and death. If the camp was broken, everyone would die.

He was resentful and did not hesitate to tie him up. The Han people had no complaints. After all, they were rescued, so what else could they say? Wang Tong stood aside but ignored it. He was always staring at the Tartar brigade opposite him.

After a while, the opponent died at least 800 people. According to the battle examples he learned, the team with less than 4,000 people had such casualties, which could be said to have damaged their vitality. Why did the opponent not retreat? And they were very close, and dozens of cyclists were still wandering not far from the camp.

All the Han slaves were rescued and tied up according to Wang Tong's orders to put them in the cattle rolls. Fifty people were guarding there. Li Tao quickly walked over and said, "Brother Wang, there are 97 people, 70 men and 27 women... Before he finished speaking, he heard someone in the camp shouting, "He is the spy of the Tartars, he is the spy of the Tartars..."

Then a rough roar and scream sounded, and the scream sounded like a child. Wang Tong looked back and saw that the place where the slaves of the Han people were already in chaos.

But there is nothing to worry about. In the family barracks, dozens of tied up can still turn to heaven? Li Hutou is on standby in the camp. He was already irritated, but at this time he had already rushed over.

I saw a child screaming desperately, hiding desperately to the side, while the stout man in rags and black face leaned over angrily. "Damn it, so thick, it looks like a slave!"

Li Hutou cursed inwardly, picked up the spear in his hand and sucked it down. He was skilled in martial arts and pulled the spear rod. The two men were immediately knocked unconscious. Wang Tong also rushed here and patted Li Hutou on the shoulder. F\} ordered: "Take this kid down, put on a quilt and make some hot meals. These two people will bring them out!!"

When I caught it, in order to be fast and tied up, I searched roughly, touched my forearm, waist and back, and saw that there was no weapon and put it in.

This time I searched carefully, but there was a short knife hidden on the inside of my thigh. The personal soldiers were sweating coldly and were not tied up according to Lord Wang's instructions. If these two people were asked to do something in the chaos, it would be a big trouble.

However, everyone was even more angry with these slaves. If the child hadn't shouted, I wonder when he would have appeared. Seeing them looking at their extremely fearful appearance, wouldn't they be able to tell the difference between inside and outside? With this example, Wang Tong directly asked Li Wei to lead everyone to search carefully. Although Li Wei was timid, I would be vague about this body search. Soon, two more people were caught.

The group of Tartars outside had a lot of thoughts. Not only did they use Han slaves as the leader, but they also ambushed the stakes in it, and it was difficult to wait for it to come in.

After the four Tartars woke up, they knew they could not survive. They all cursed there. On the other side, dozens of wounded prisoners of Tartars who had just been caught in, each of them started to clamor.

How could the soldiers of Huwei Camp be polite to them? Even the civilians and men were so angry that they came up with wooden sticks and whips and beat them up. If Wang Yun had not allowed to kill them, they would have been replaced with knives and guns and cut them alive. "Constrain military discipline, the camp is not allowed to make noise!"

Wang Tong said coldly, and immediately there were personal soldiers around him to protect order. Everyone was puzzled. Why didn't these beast-like enemies still kill? But the military law is like a furnace, and no one dared to say more or complain.

The Tan general next to him frowned secretly. He just took the Han people into the camp to maintain morale. However, if the soldiers were not killed, the soldiers were angry. There must be harm. Lord Wang had always seen what was wrong. He was about to come forward to persuade him, but Wang Tong was looking up at the sky. Before he could ask, he heard Wang Tong say an order: "Mu En, install the four cannons and wait for my order!!"

The so-called cannon is actually empty bags, often used as a message. Mu En agreed below and hurriedly went to prepare. However, Wang Tong climbed onto the top of the carriage and shouted loudly: "I just saw the Tartars killing the people of our Ming Dynasty. Are you angry?" He was stunned below, and then replied loudly: "Angry!" Wang Tong laughed, waved his arm, and said loudly: "I'll vent your anger now!!"

Several Tartars who had mixed up with Han slaves knew a little bit of Chinese words. They were beaten to death just now, but they also understood what the general of the Ming Dynasty said.

Seeing more than a dozen Ming soldiers coming and raising them up, they felt that they were not spared and cursed there, but unexpectedly, four stakes were carried onto a big cart. The Ming general next to him stood in the cart and nodded, and one of them was pushed off the wood.

The wooden walls are a few feet above the ground, and the land in winter is hard, so it hurts to express it there. But this is outside the Ming army camp, should I let myself go?

Before the secret stake could be thought about it, he got up squirmingly and ran towards the formation. When the Tatar cavalry's formation saw one of them coming out, he became very uproar.

The stake stumbled out, but Wang Tong and others looked at his back in the cart. Wang Tong turned his head to Li Tao on the side and said, "Li Zi, you have been practicing archery since you were a child, and now you will show me!"

Li Tao's face turned red with excitement, nodded, and had already held the carved bow in his hand, and put the arrow on the bow. His youngest son of the Xuanfu General, naturally the weapons he used were even more exquisite. Li Tao narrowed his eyes slightly and breathed slowly. He was performing martial arts in front of his boss, so he didn't dare to be careless.

After aiming, the stake was round, and the hidden stake had only run less than forty steps. The arrow flew over quickly and was nailed into the back center, causing the hidden stake to stagger two steps and fell to the ground.

"release!"

Everyone shouted, Wang Tong clapped his hands with a smile, and the second stake was also thrown down. The Tartar cavalry, who were paying attention, screamed and scolded. The dozens of cavalry wandering there leaned forward, hesitated or stopped when he was fast-forwarding the range.

The second secret stake naturally saw the fate of his companion, but if he didn't run, he would be dead. He struggled to stand up and rushed towards the formation. He didn't know if he had any injuries on his body or was intentional. He didn't run straight and circled around the corner.

Li Hutou held the bow and arrow and squinted his eyes and swung back and forth with the target, slightly staggered, took a measurement in advance, shouted lightly, and the sharp arrow flew out, which was also nailed to the back of the man. Li Hutou's bow was two points smaller than Li Tao's bow, and it was insufficient, but it did not shoot one arrow to death. The Tartar fell to the ground, struggled forward for a few times before stopping.

This scene made the people in the Tartars' formation even more frightened, and more cavalry surged out. Seeing that the range was about to enter, the artillery soldiers of Huwei Camp immediately fired a shot. The shell fell and bounced up on the hard ground. A horse could not dodge and was smashed to the horse's legs at once. The Tartar cavalry immediately did not dare to move forward. The third Tartar prisoner was thrown out again... Thank you for your subscription and monthly tickets

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