As for where He Yan and the others went...
"Sir! No! They are shooting at us too! They are all crazy!"
Bao Tutuo helplessly turned his horse's head and ran back in disgrace to where the leader of the Heyan banner was.
The leader of the Heyan banner was already livid at this time.
Why was he beaten again? Naturally, he wanted to come to the artillery leader for help.
Unexpectedly, the artillery leader also went crazy and mistook them for southerners and shot at them.
Seeing the remaining six or seven hundred remnants gathered in defeat, Heyan Banner Master's teeth were almost broken.
Tonight is completely over, and the entire combat strategy is over before it even begins.
Kill him back?
Heyan looked back at the situation of Baa's neighbors, who were already furious.
The sound of banging and banging firefights was endless, accompanied by various shouts of killing, which could be vaguely heard even through the wind and snow.
But Heyan knew very well that Ba'a's neighboring tribe was at the end of its tether, and those southerners were simply going crazy.
His scouts had just come back and reported that most of the southerners were dressed as herdsmen from Chahar, and it was that group of herdsmen who were the most fearless in fighting.
This completely changed their previous perception of the herdsmen here. According to the scout's description, even if those herdsmen were chopped several times, as long as they were not fatally injured, they still continued to charge desperately.
In just one round, the more than a thousand defenders near the gate of Baa's neighboring camp were almost overwhelmed.
And this is only part of it. There are many southerners over there, no less than a thousand.
The area accessible by the camp gate could only accommodate six or seven people entering at the same time, so the more than 500 people who rushed and killed were all herdsmen troops, as well as hundreds of southern troops wearing gray-green cotton-padded clothes.
The leader of Heyan Banner knew very well that those were the real elites, and killing them back now would mean death.
Just returning to base camp... seems to be the word "death"...
He lost his ordnance and suffered such a big defeat. Not to mention death, this banner leader would definitely be unable to become the leader. The entire Baerhu tribe would probably be subordinated to other banner leaders, or even temporarily be replaced by the Qiyan tribe. Incorporation.
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and ordered, "First station yourself five hundred meters to the left of the artillery leader!"
Since the defeat is irreversible, then find a way to defend the artillery leader.
It's a pity that we can't directly contact the artillery leader. Otherwise, the artillery bombardment in the direction of this group of southern troops will not only reverse the situation of the battle, but at least some losses can be recovered, and the neighboring troops of Ba and A will also be spared.
If something like this happened, it would no longer be possible for the Balhu Department to restore some situations to make up for the losses.
At the same time, the artillery leader commanded the camp.
"Hmph! It's ridiculous. After being blocked from attacking the nearby garrison of Ba'a, you still dare to try your luck here. I don't know what to say!"
When he heard his subordinates repelling the unknown enemy cavalry, the artillery assistant leader Bao Tang sneered, with a look of satisfaction on his face.
Adjutant Antuo also nodded slightly when he heard this, but a look of suspicion appeared on his face.
"Sir Bao Tangzuoling, is it possible that what those people said is true? Are they really members of the Balhu Department?"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Bao Tang waved his hand and shook his head repeatedly.
"My people have been keeping an eye on the camps on both sides. Currently, only the neighboring tribes of Ba'a and A'a have been attacked. As for the Ba'alhu tribe, there has not been any news of attacks.
When it comes to asking for help, it is also a request for help from the neighboring tribes of Ba and Ah. What are they doing here, the Ba and Hu tribe? "
That being said, it makes sense.
After thinking about it carefully, Adjutant Anto felt that there was nothing wrong with it.
"However, Mr. Bao Tang, this night is a little unusual. Seeing that Ba'a's neighboring tribe was attacked, why has Ba'a's tribe not received reinforcements for so long?"
This is a very strange point, and it is also something that few people in the camp can't figure out now.
It stands to reason that if one side is attacked, the other side will not remain indifferent...
"Well...it may be that the conflict between the two sides is too great. Adjutant Antuo, the conflict between the Heyan Banner Leader and the Geer Banner Leader has been going on for a long time, and you know it well."
"That's the only way to explain it, but it's stupid! It's extremely stupid! I will definitely read them in front of Master Qiyan later!
He is so small-minded in front of the big situation! "
Adjutant Antuo scolded with an ugly expression.
However, at this moment, a soldier hurried in from outside to report.
"Sir! The leader of the Geer banner in neighboring Ba'a sent someone to summon us, saying that he wanted us to carry out artillery fire within a range of two to three hundred meters to the west of their base!"
"oh!"
After hearing this message, Bao Tang didn't have much doubt. He thought about it and nodded.
"Yeah I know!"
"Come here, follow the instructions of the leader of the Geer flag to carry out artillery reinforcements!"
An order was quickly issued towards the artillery camp, and soon the oilcloths covering the cannons were removed one after another, and the gunners began to perform simple filling operations on the cannons.
Because the weather was too cold and the shells were cold and heavy, the preparation was half a beat slower than usual.
But it's not important. The artillery fire support only reaches the designated target. After calibrating the position, several minutes have passed since the command was issued.
Nearly a quarter of an hour had passed since Geer summoned the artillery sergeant.
Accompanied by bursts of whistling sounds, shells were spit out from each gun barrel.
The shells tore through the air and screamed in mid-air.
Then the artillery leader saw continuous firelights in the distance, as if the designated area suddenly turned into a sea of fire and hell.
Many people were grinning from ear to ear, as if they had pulled out and made the trip in vain.
Although he is an artillery leader, Outer Mongolia has limited resources, and the number of artillery shells is limited, so one is used less.
Except for the initial training in the training camp, they almost never fired a gun as long as they were not fighting.
This also makes their efficiency very slow.
It was precisely because of their slow efficiency that after several rounds of covering strikes, what they didn't know was that the result was almost nothing.
The first round of shelling missed some targets due to calibration, but actually injured a few people.
After the calibration was completed and the target of the bombardment was very precise, almost no casualties were caused.
A quarter of an hour! That's fifteen minutes.
If Baa's neighbors could hold off for fifteen minutes, their initial battle with Zhao Ming wouldn't have been so miserable.
In less than ten minutes, the entire defense line of Ba'a neighboring camp was torn to pieces.
Within fifteen minutes, everyone rushed into the camp early. As the bombardment ended, Baa's neighbors also ended at the same time.
After several minutes of fighting, the Ba'a warriors in the camp discovered that more and more southerners were pouring in. After fighting to no avail, they all chose to surrender.
What a fart!
The leader of Geer's banner mobilized all two subordinates to defend near the gate of the camp, but the defense line formed was easily torn apart.
The only remaining leader inside was also killed a lot by Wang Er and his party. It can be said that the entire army was defeated inside and outside.
As soon as Zhao Ming raised his voice, they chose to surrender without hesitation.
