Suo Hun was right, he was indeed dead.

And the death is very close.

Basically, when the soldiers of Zhenyuan Brigade began to advance, his subordinates had already begun to collapse - all the Tartars saw the scene of the Beixinkou defenders being crushed by the Qi Navy.

This is how the feudal army is. If they have absolute confidence in victory, the feudal army can withstand more than half of the casualties.

But if they themselves believe that they have been defeated, then killing all the feudal army is actually no problem - it is a little harder than killing chickens and much easier than killing pigs.

Moreover, Suo Hun was on the island, behind it was Dahai and Xu Shiyang's fleet, and they couldn't even escape.

The Aha soldiers of Suohun fled first. The slaves of various tribes who were violently plundered by the Jurchens simply fled from the Tartars, knelt on the beach and shouted at the Qi Provincial Navy, saying that they wanted to surrender.

The Jurchens followed closely behind. The fish-skin Tartars, who were captured from the Heishui River Basin further north, had only a little better position in the Jin Dynasty than Aha of other ethnic groups, and the Jurchens were never ruthless when they were killed.

Therefore, when the Jin army was strong, these barbarians were very useful soldiers, but if the Jin army was defeated, they would not have any psychological pressure to surrender.

So, before the battle began, Suohun's five hundred men had only one hundred Zhen Jurchen armored soldiers left.

Moreover, the spirit of these people is on the verge of collapse. On this helpless island, the Jurchens are not very stable. Now facing this situation, many people go crazy to attack Zhenyuan brigade before receiving the order.

Then the slowly advancing divine soldier was fired into a colander with a musket.

After firing, the Divine Machinery Warrior calmly moved from the gap flowing out of the back row comrades, giving the shooting range to the second row of musketeers.

Suo Hun trembled all over. He had long realized that it was not a battle at all, but just a massacre against him. However, he did not want to surrender, especially to the Han people who had previously regarded as Aha's slaves.

He doesn't want to be Aha.

So the Jurchen Mouke gritted his teeth and shouted in a hoarse voice:

"Kill these dogs!"

Then he waved his sword and launched a final charge against the slowly coming Zhenyuan brigade.

However, at this time, there were only more than thirty armored soldiers following him.

The musketeers in the second row of Zhenyuan brigade easily knocked out most of the yelling Tartars with a volley, including Suo Hun who rushed in the front.

After firing, the Divine Armtrooper retreated to the back and gave up the third row of musketeers.

Finally, another round of gunfire was fired and the battle ended.

...

"Ah hahaha! It's so cool! Such a war is so cool!"

Xu Shiyang was so happy to see the Tartar corpses piled up at his feet.

He even laughed to the sky regardless of his image.

Because this battle was so comfortable.

In fact, after so many years of war, Xu Shiyang found that he was not a qualified battle commander.

He always couldn't judge the enemy's main attack direction, and he was clumsy in the use of the reserve team - and the stupid ones that consumed a lot of manpower and material resources, and was not used in most areas at all, and it was purely a turtle shell defense line.

This led to his huge military strength and firepower advantages several times, but he was unable to achieve the results he deserved.

The most typical example is the Battle of the Yellow River. Xu Shiyang is very suspicious. If he is an excellent general, the final result of the Battle of the Yellow River may be that the main force of the Jin army was captured in one shot.

Instead of what actually happened, Xu Shiyang used huge casualties to repel the Tartars, and when he joined the reserve team to prepare to expand the results, the Tartars had indeed left.

His lack of confidence in his command ability once made Xu Shiyang very depressed.

Today's battle made Xu Shiyang very satisfied because he felt that he had found a path that suited him.

That is, you will completely suppress people with your power!

Don’t consider the enemy’s main attack direction at all. As long as you train your troops to every direction, you can defeat the enemy’s main force with a partial division.

You don’t have to consider the reserve team, as long as any reserve team can become the force that determines the outcome of the battlefield.

In this way, even if it is the worst oil filling tactic, Xu Shiyang will definitely win.

Just like today, if you fight one thousand and fight one thousand, you will be rescued if you attack the enemy. You will have all your infantry, cavalry and cannons in your hands, while the enemy only has seasick armored soldiers and slave soldiers who will never have much morale.

In the end, Xu Shiyang also used the navy to easily kill half of the enemies.

If the future battles are like this, what should he do if he considers the enemy's main attack direction and the reserve team?

What's more, Xu Shiyang has another staff member who has not grown up yet but will definitely play a huge role in the future.

Well, the biggest regret of attacking Changsheng Island this time is that it failed to exercise Feng Sanhu's independent command and combat capabilities.

"Oh, it's such a sweet trouble." Xu Shiyang said to himself proudly.

...

The capital of Qi Province, Quancheng.

Old man Hu Lanshan, who is in charge of civil affairs, met with the thief leader Wang Qinian in the newly built office.

This horse thief has been much more respectful than he had done half a year ago. Judging from his complexion, it seems that he has been doing well during this period.

Wang Qinian is really having a good time.

He exchanged a lot of cheap salt from Xu Shiyang, took it to the grassland, and sold it to the Mengwu people at three times the price. It was still very popular, and all the salt was sold soon.

"I bring two hundred good horses to the young general this time."

Wang Qinian said proudly:

"I'll ask the young general to return my people to me, and as we agree, I'll give the next batch of salt."

"The general has gone to southern Liaoning." Hu Lanshan said with a smile: "The general wants to launch a counterattack against the Tartars. However, the general has given him the authority. I have no problem with the deal you have negotiated with you."

"But if there are only two hundred horses, the boss may not be able to exchange everyone back, right?"

"The young general went to southern Liaoning?" Wang Qinian exclaimed: "Where did he go there?"

"Of course it's from the sea." Hu Lanshan smiled indifferently: "My general has occupied a piece of land in southern Liaoning..., alas, I don't know what the place is like, but it is said to be quite good."

Now, crossing the sea to attack Liao is no longer a secret, anyone can tell that it is OK.

Wang Qinian pondered for a while and changed the topic again:

"Mr. Hu, I have a reluctant request."

"Just say it."

"I went to Mengwu this time and captured some Mongolian Tatars. I wondered if I could exchange Tartars for their subordinates? It would be fine to exchange two for one."

The Tartars, whether they were Mongolians or Jurchens, did not have the so-called hospitality custom at this time.

On the contrary, the world's evaluation of them is treacherous and easy to destroy promises.

What's more, the Mongols are fighting a civil war now. After Wang Qinian led the horse thieves to the grassland, they were robbed by several small tribes.

However, the horse thief didn't want to fight, so he killed his opponent, grabbed hundreds of Mengwuding's mouths in one breath, and dozens of young and strong women.

Wang Qinian's plan was to exchange these prisoners for his subordinates who were captured by the Qi army.
Chapter completed!