Nizhen endured the pain, and kept hearing the painful howls from his companions around him, and couldn't help but look over.
Wherever he looked, most of their elite white-armored warriors fell to the ground, and many of them didn't even make a sound.
His companions who were lying motionless and silent on the ground did not need to walk over to know that they were already corpses. Even if they were still breathing, they were breathing more and less, and they could die at any time.
At this time, he felt panic for the first time.
The Jin people faced the Ming army many times in Liaodong. Never like now, they suffered heavy casualties before they could reach their opponents.
If it weren't for what he saw before him, to others, he would have thought it was a joke.
"Archers, shoot arrows, shoot arrows at them." Nizhen shouted after coming back to his senses.
At the same time, he picked up his weapon and rushed forward to fight.
Some white-armored slaves without bows and arrows, like Ni Zhen, roared and rushed towards the Tiger Flag.
The previous round of volleys of firecrackers caused heavy casualties to the archers in the golden man's white armor, but some of the archers following the others were not injured, but there were not many of them.
These archers raised their bows and arrows and aimed in the direction of the four-wheeled cart with the tiger character flag.
boom! boom! boom!
The sound of gunfire sounded again, and countless pieces of lead were like a large woven net, heading towards the remaining slave thieves.
As the sound of gunfire ended again, the few remaining slaves and thieves Bai Jia suffered heavy losses again.
The ones with the most casualties were not the white-armored Ni Zhen and others who rushed into the battle, but the slave archers who were under the special care of the tiger-character flag fire gunners.
After a series of blows, only a few of the slave archers were still able to draw their bows and shoot arrows. The others were either killed by the guns, or were injured and unable to operate the long bows in their hands.
The ferocity of the slave thief was completely revealed at this time.
Those slave archers who could no longer draw their bows and shoot arrows, even though they were injured and could no longer use their bows and arrows, picked up the weapons around them and rushed towards the tiger-shaped flag, hoping to rush over and fight at close range.
"The slave thieves are more brave than the Mongols. They were almost dead, but they didn't flee. No wonder the Ming army was no match for them in Liaodong. It's a pity that they encountered our tiger-character flag." Pan Yi stared at the remaining white-armored slave thieves in front of the formation. .
Cheng Ping smiled lightly and said: "In the face of absolute strength, everything is in vain."
"That's right. No matter how fierce the slave thieves are, they will only dare to be cruel in front of the Ming army. If they dare to be cruel in front of our tiger-shaped flag, then they will be sent to the underworld." Pan Yi sneered.
At this time, the sound of firecrackers was fired again.
Almost all of the white-armored slave thieves left in front of the formation fell down, and not a single slave thieves archer was left. They all died under the fire. Less than ten people were still charging towards them brandishing their weapons.
"Do you want to send a team of soldiers up?" Cheng Ping looked at the slaves who were about to rush to the four-wheeled cart.
Pan Yi said: "The bravery of our soldiers does not need to be shown here. As long as these slaves and thieves are killed, who dares to say that the soldiers of the Tiger Flag are not brave enough."
boom! boom! boom!
With the sound of fire cannons, the last few slave thieves Bai Jia also became dead souls under the muzzles of hundreds of fire cannons, and their bodies fell to the ground.
"Go down with the order, clean the battlefield, and execute anyone found alive on the spot." Pan Yi ordered.
Soon, a team of soldiers came out from behind the four-wheeled cart and searched along the road in the direction of the slave thief's body.
Pan Yi said to his messenger: "Go and tell the sentries over there, let them disperse around and check whether there is any enemy situation around."
The messenger ran to deliver the order.
Not long after, a four-wheeled cart moved out of the way, and dozens of sentry riders filed out of the protective circle surrounded by the four-wheeled cart and headed to the surroundings of the convoy.
"They all say that slave thieves are powerful. Now it seems that apart from being a little more brave than the Ming army in Datong, they are nothing special. They are also powerless to fight back against our tiger-shaped flag." Cheng Ping said in a calm tone.
He defeated a group of hundreds of slave thieves without any damage, which made him feel that the slave thieves were not as powerful as the Ming army boasted. As for being completely invincible, it was a joke in his eyes.
Pan Yi said: "This team of slave thieves is indeed a bit weak, which is inconsistent with the rumors. Maybe these slave thieves are not the elite among the slave thieves."
The Ming army suffered several defeats in Liaodong, and the cities were lost one after another.
The scabies disease that everyone once talked about is no longer mentioned. Instead, everyone is bragging about the power of slaves and thieves, and even spreading the word that they are invincible.
Pan Yi, as a captain of the Thousand-Man Team of Tiger Character Banner, naturally heard rumors about how powerful the slave thieves were.
Although these rumors about the slave thieves did not make him afraid, they also gave him the illusion that the slave thieves were powerful.
Now that the battle was over, he felt that the slave thieves were no different from the Mongols. At most, the slave thieves were less afraid of death than the Mongols.
"Probably." Cheng Ping nodded in agreement. TV mobile terminal/
Such a simple victory, and only this explanation can explain why the Tongnu Thief is so weak.
Both of them joined the Tiger Banner after Liu Heng came to Lingqiu, and they had only heard about the slave thieves. After all, Datong was not close to Liaodong.
Neither of them knew that the slave thieves they had just killed were all white armor among the slave thieves, that is, the elite among the slave thieves.
The soldiers who went to clean the battlefield quickly eliminated all the slave thieves who were seriously injured but not dead, and picked up all the armor and weapons on the slave thieves.
These things cannot be used by the soldiers of the Tiger Flag, but they can be taken back and melted again to make the Tiger Flag's own armor.
In addition, the biggest gain from this battle was the hundreds of war horses brought by the slave thieves.
The value of these war horses is far higher than the armor on the slave thieves.
The soldiers who had finished cleaning the battlefield returned to the circle surrounded by four-wheeled carts.
Before the sentry riders came back, Pan Yi did not arrange for the team to get back on the road. Instead, he stayed as is and waited for the dispersed sentry riders to bring back news confirming safety.
"Be on guard, be on guard, a large group of cavalry is approaching." Finally, a sentry rider came back from a distance, and his colleagues kept shouting loudly in the direction of the convoy.
The sound came over and over again.
"Are there slave thieves coming again?" Pan Yi frowned.
We had just defeated a team of several hundred slave thieves, and not long after that, another team of slave thieves came, which was a bit unreasonable.
Cheng Ping said: "Whether they are slaves or not, we all need to be prepared to face the enemy."
Pan Yi nodded.
Soon, the sentry rider who brought back the news finally came to the side of the four-wheeled cart.
"Captain Pan, a thousand-man Mongolian cavalry was discovered twenty miles away and is approaching us." The sentry cavalry said while panting on horseback.
