With the killing of each other and the rain of gunfire, the limited forces of the Tartars and infantry soldiers were reduced sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the last trench was placed in front of the Tartars, their total strength had been reduced to less than five hundred.

Faced with a new round of self-killing by the Tartars in the trench, Zhao Yun, who had been following behind him slowly, quickly flashed a strange murderous intent on his face. After throwing out the last gun in his hand, he shouted loudly.

"Brothers, the Tartars are about to finish. Rush up and kill them all..."

"Kill..." It is finally possible to kill the Tartars. Zhao Yun's order is even more powerful than stimulants, which instantly aroused the fanaticism and murderous aura in the hearts of the soldiers of Bai. After hundreds of people roared at the same time, they raised their swords, just like a hungry wolf who discovered their prey and rushed towards the enemy who was killing each other in the trench.

The fourteenth Tatar Tartar Bele Dorgon, facing the sudden change on the battlefield, can be described directly as four words: unexpected.

As the commander of the entire battlefield, Dorgon failed to calculate it for a long time. The infantry and followers who had always been obedient to him actually turned against the battlefield and cut the butcher's knife at his former master.

So, when he saw two thousand infantry soldiers and more than one thousand Tartar archers fighting each other, Dorgon was stunned and fell into a heartfelt shock and confusion.

Just as Dorgon was still immersed in shock, his remaining subordinates on the battlefield continued to experience a sharp decline under the pursuit of the Tiger and Leopard Army.

Seeing Dorgon still immersed in shock around him, his subordinates had to remind him with panic: "Master Beile, we were defeated, and we were defeated again... The Tiger and Leopard Army is about to chase him. What should we do next?"

"Defeated..." Hearing these two words, Dorgon, who had never failed on the battlefield, seemed to be stimulated by some stimulation, suddenly woke up from his shock and shouted loudly with a look of reluctance on his face: "No, we have not failed yet, but I, Dorgon, could have failed on the battlefield, how could it be?"

Dorgon's unwillingness and roar not only did not arouse the courage of his subordinates to continue fighting, but instead made everyone more frightened about the future. Because Dorgon, who has always been known for his calm battlefield, began to lose his calmness under the repeated pressure of the Tiger and Leopard Army, which further proves to everyone that the Tiger and Leopard Army is powerful and unable to defeat.

Therefore, as soon as Dorgon's roar fell, the voice of his subordinates full of fear came to Dorgon's ears again.

"Belle, the attacking troops are wiped out... We only have less than 2,000 warriors left in our hands. Please withdraw from the battlefield temporarily for the future of the inlaid white flag. When we recover our energy in the future, we will raise our troops to fight again."

As he said that, his subordinates pointed to the direction and saw Dorgon just saw the remaining 500 remaining troops, and was instantly flooded by the Tiger and Leopard Army under the crazy pursuit of the Tiger and Leopard Army.

Seeing the bodies of infantry soldiers and warriors who were almost covered in the battlefield, when they saw the expression of panic behind them, their morale fell to the bottom of the valley due to failure.

With a look of unwillingness, Dorgon finally returned to calm, and his face turned from ashen to gloomy.

With the expectant eyes of several accomplices, Dorgon finally spoke: "Hateful..."

"The cunning Tiger and Leopard Army, the shame that I, Dorgon, suffered on you today, will be retrieved sooner or later. Order the troops to retreat immediately and the barracks will not return. The musketeers of the Tiger and Leopard Army have already left the city. If we do not withdraw from the battlefield as soon as possible, we warriors will enter the range of the opponent's melee gun again..."

"Yes, Mr. Beile... The slave immediately organized the warriors to retreat... The confidant and deputy general replied loudly with a look of gratitude..."

"Boom..." Accompanied by the deafening sound of horse hooves, the Tatars, who were completely frightened under the attack of the Tiger and Leopard Army, surrounded Dorgon and even refused the fifteenth Beledododor, quickly withdrew from the battlefield, leaving the Tiger and Leopard Army with a large amount of smoke and dust rolled up from the Hoof of the War Horse.

"The Tartars are retreating..." Zhou Shuyuan, who was standing next to Wei Zheng, shouted loudly with excitement on his face.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Feng followed and shouted: "General, we won, our Tiger and Leopard Army won, and the Tartars were defeated by us..."

Looking at his subordinates who had already started to cheer around him, Wei Zheng finally changed his quiet face, and a smile appeared from the bottom of his heart.

He sighed to his two subordinates: "It's indeed a victory... I believe that after this war, our Tiger and Leopard Army will definitely become famous in the entire Ming Dynasty..."

"Okay, it's not the time to be really happy. I just watched it. In order to save the remaining soldiers, Dorgon didn't even go back to the camp and directly retreated from the battlefield. Such a large military camp must have left a lot of good things."

"Order the troops leaving the city to occupy the Tartar military camp immediately and transport all the good things left by the Tartar Dorgon back to Moguyu. In addition, inform the battalions to quickly count the results and losses. I will know the specific situation tonight, and then the whole army will celebrate the merits together to celebrate our defeat of the Tartars and guard Moguyu..."

"More than 3,500 war horses and crossbow horses... Are you sure you are not wrong..." Looking at Zhou Shuyuan with an excited face in front of him, Wei Zheng asked back with an incredible face.

Zhou Shuyuan nodded affirmatively and replied: "General, there are no one of them wrong with 3,572 horses. In addition to these war horses, we also found 50,000 kilograms of grain and a large amount of jerky meat in the Tartar military camp. These grains alone are enough for our tiger and leopard army to spend twenty days..."

"After all, the Tatar barracks stored tens of thousands of troops for nearly ten days of combat consumption. However, what the Tatars did not expect was that they were defeated so quickly that they were defeated by our Tiger and Leopard Army before they were half used."

Wei Zheng nodded first, then shook his head, and finally said, "I'm not worried about food. We can hold any more than a lot of food. But so many war horses are a problem. If we count the war horses we seized in our hands, it has exceeded 5,000. Even one person and two horses are too much, and we don't use one person and two horses at all. More importantly, war horses eat more than us. So many war horses will not only not increase our combat effectiveness, but also increase our food pressure."

In an instant, Zhou Shuyuan's brows also frowned, and after a brief contemplation, he replied: "General, why not, I will select all the captured war horses at once. As long as there are any problems, I will kill them all as horse meat and eat them. In this way, at least five hundred horses can be reduced. As for the rest, I can only raise them temporarily and find a way later."
Chapter completed!