"The camp is at the center, someone is coming towards us from the front." A soldier from the Tiger Character Banner stooped and came to Xing Chaoxi's side.
Xing Chaoxi took out his monocular telescope and looked into the distance.
On the other side of the monocular, I could see about four or five riders approaching the hilltop where they were hiding, and behind them, more than a dozen riders were chasing after them.
"It should be the Ming army who escaped from Yizhou." Xing Chaoxi put down the monocular telescope in his hand.
The news that the slave bandit army was passing through Zhenjiang to attack Yizhou had already reached Tieshan. Counting the time, Yizhou should have been caught in the flames of war.
"Once Yizhou is lost, Dongjiang Town is completely finished." The soldier next to him gloated.
As the first Han citizen on the island to be sold to the Tiger Flag by Mao Wenlong, he did not have any good impression of Mao Wenlong and the officers and soldiers on the island.
Xing Chaoxi glanced at him and said, "Don't gloat here. The Ming army in Yizhou cannot stop it. The slave thieves should deal with Tieshan next."
"Come here, come and do it hard, and make the dead Liaodong people angry." The soldier next to him said through gritted teeth.
In Liaodong, he had seen too many Han people killed by slaves and bandits for no reason. Almost everyone like him, a Han from Liaodong, had a blood feud with slaves and bandits.
Xing Chao said happily: "Huang Taiji dispatched nearly 30,000 troops to conquer North Korea. We don't have enough people to fill their teeth."
The Tiger Flag's truly effective troops on Pi Island only have one combat barracks, numbering no more than a few thousand.
Even in his arrogance, he didn't think that just a few thousand of his own could stand up to the tens of thousands of slaves and thieves.
Even if there are thousands of soldiers in the military camp, some soldiers must be stationed on Phi Island and Jeju Island. The soldiers left here in Tieshan do not even have a thousand-man team, and the rest have just been trained. of recruits.
These recruits are not even equipped with much armor. Most of the recruits' weapons are still long guns. The firearms that Tiger Flag is best at have not yet been shipped to equip these recruits.
It's okay to let the new soldiers deal with the Ming army's camp, but against the slave thieves who wear several layers of armor and use heavy arrows, even if they go to the battlefield, they won't have much effect.
"Is Tieshan just surrendered to slave thieves?" the soldier on the side said with a look of unwillingness.
Xing Chaoxi said: "Give it to the slave thieves when they come. They can't keep tens of thousands of troops stationed here in Tieshan. When the slave thieves army leaves, we can take Tieshan back."
"I'm really not willing to give up the iron mountain to them for nothing." The soldier punched the tree trunk next to him with a look of displeasure.
Xing Chaoxi looked at him and said: "This is called strategic transfer. When we are strong enough, we will fight back again. Don't worry, you will inevitably have the opportunity to kill the slave thieves in the future."
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As he spoke, he raised his hand and patted the other party's shoulder.
He could understand the hatred of these soldiers from Liaodong towards the slave thieves, but as a general leading troops, he must not be blinded by hatred and lead his soldiers to death.
"Do you want to save those people below?" The soldier pointed at the Ming soldiers who were about to be overtaken by slave thieves.
Xing Chaoxi glanced down the mountain, licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, and said: "We can't defeat the army of slave thieves. How can we defeat just a dozen riders? Tell our people to take aim at the slave thieves who are chasing us. Enter If you're within range, shoot me."
The messenger ran to deliver the order.
Xing Chaoxi picked up his blunderbuss, and the blunderbuss mouth slowly moved with the dozen or so slave and bandit cavalry who were chasing after him.
Several fleeing Ming soldiers quickly escaped from outside the forest.
Beep!
A copper whistle suddenly sounded from the woods.
boom! boom! boom!
The sound of gunshots resounded in the forest, mixed with the sound of several squatting cannons.
The dozen or so slave-riding thieves who had just chased them near the forest had no idea that there was anyone hiding in the forest, and they were completely unprepared when the gunfire sounded.
Almost half of the slave thieves fell off their horses and died. The remaining slave thieves turned their horses and retreated, preparing to shoot arrows into the forest with their riding bows.
After shooting a few sporadic arrows, dense gunshots sounded again in the forest.
Two more slave cavalrymen were hit by muskets and fell off their horses.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the few remaining slave cavalrymen turned their horses' heads and ran away without caring about their companions who fell off their horses.
"Yingzheng, the remaining few have escaped, should we pursue them?" A soldier asked Xing Chaoxi.
Xing Chaoxi scolded: "They have four legs, but we only have two legs to chase after them with their farts!"
"It's a pity that several of them escaped." The soldier on the side said with a look of unwillingness.
"Okay, okay, if we didn't have these squatting tiger cannons, more people would escape." Xing Chaoxi said, "Stop muttering here, take the people to clean the battlefield, and give the survivors some last-ditch damage."
"Yes." The soldier agreed, greeted a group of men, and walked out of the forest with a blunderbuss mounted with a bayonet.
At this time, several Ming troops who had escaped earlier turned back.
"Thank you for your life-saving grace. If it weren't for you, we would have been here today." One of the Ming soldiers raised a fist towards the soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield.
At the same time, he did not forget to take a sneak peek into the forest.
The one who led the team to clean the battlefield was the captain of a squadron of soldiers. He squinted at the Ming soldiers in front of him and said sarcastically: "The only thing that saves my life is riding on horseback and giving me a fist. You guys Your life is really worthless."
When several people from the Ming army heard this, they lowered their heads in shame.
Both sides guessed the identity of the other party. They did not dismount to prevent the people with the tiger character flag from suddenly taking action against them.
"This brother is right. We really shouldn't continue riding on horseback. Listen to my order and everyone should dismount." The leading Ming army turned over and dismounted, and asked several other Ming soldiers to dismount together.
All the Ming soldiers dismounted.
The soldier squad leader who was cleaning the battlefield looked slightly brighter.
"Captain, these people are not slave thieves, they are all northerners." The soldiers cleaning the battlefield discovered that the slave thieves they killed were not slave thieves, but Mongolians.
The leader of the Ming army intervened at this time and said: "They are indeed all northern captives, but they are also part of the army of slave thieves attacking Yizhou."
After hearing this, the captain of the soldier team walked over and checked the corpses on the ground one by one, and found that they were all Northern prisoners as the other party said.
It's easy to distinguish between Beilu and slave thieves.
"What a damn unlucky thing. I thought I killed a few slave thieves, but I didn't expect they were all fakes." The captain of the soldier squad scratched the hair on his head with his hands in frustration.
The leader of the Ming army said: "Killing them is no different from killing slave thieves. They all come from the army of slave thieves. Killing them will also consume the strength of the army of slave thieves."
Chapter 1969 Saved the Ming Army
