On the trench line that was already shrouded by death, the Tartar general, surrounded by his confidant guards, finally saw the situation on the battlefield clearly in panic.

Especially when he saw that the trench had fallen with layers of corpses composed of war horses and soldiers, he could no longer see the excitement and hot expressions he had just now.

After a trace of panic flashed from the heart, the general was like a frightened leopard, roaring loudly: "Conspiracy, all of this is the conspiracy of the Tiger and Leopard Army against us. We have been fooled, we have been fooled. If we have no support, how could the Tiger and Leopard Army give up the city wall and fight with us the field battle they are most not good at, and go out of the city to die."

"Retreat, retreat immediately. If we don't leave, we will all be left on the battlefield by tiger and leopard military lead bullets..."

After the order was issued, the general of the Tartar, whose body was still nervous, suddenly relaxed.

Not only that, in order to save his life, he ignored his subordinates who were struggling in pain under the attack of the Tiger and Leopard Army, and directly ordered the guards to protect himself to retreat to the rear.

This retreat first spread at the end of the Tartar cavalry formation.

Because, on the battlefield completely shrouded by death, only they can turn their horses and retreat backward without any influence.

At the front of the charge formation, the Tartar cavalry, who were being kneaded by lead bullets from the Tiger and Leopard Army, even if they wanted to retreat and leave this desperate place full of death, they needed the consent of the cavalry behind them. If the cavalry behind them did not leave, they would not be able to cross these cavalry and evacuate directly from the battlefield.

Therefore, when all the remaining Tartar cavalry on the battlefield turned their horses and rushed to retreat all the way back. At this moment, there were only less than 800 left.

More importantly, the fact that less than 800 cavalry began to retreat does not mean that they have saved their lives.

Calculation starts from the one hundred steps where the trench is located, and the Tartars have to withdraw at least two hundred steps before they can truly seek danger and leave the effective range of various artillery equipped by the Tiger and Leopard Army.

In other words, on the next two hundred steps of retreat, the Tartars were always in the range of killing the lead bullets fired by the Tiger and Leopard Army.

The distance of two hundred steps, calculated based on the retreat speed of the Tartar cavalry, is enough for the Tiger and Leopard Army to shoot out tens of thousands, or even tens of thousands of hot lead bombs.

At this moment, if you look down from the air, you will see such a scene. On the way of retreating the Tartar cavalry, as long as the Tartars exposed their backs to the muzzle or muzzle of the Tiger and Leopard Army, without exception, they were all hit by flying lead bullets, and fell to the ground with a bang, turning into a dead body that could not be killed.

The difference between the other Tartar corpses on the battlefield is that they were shot in the back and could leave a complete corpse. As for the Tartars who died in the attack, all of them were shot in the chest, and under the trampling of subsequent cavalry, the corpses were trampled to pieces and had long since lost their prototype.

In this way, with the endless stream of lead bullets from the Tiger and Leopard Army, the fewer and fewer cavalry retreated with the Tartar Generals. When they completely asked the Franc artillery range and entered the safe area, the vast retreat team had already lost a lot.

"Report to the general, there are only 402 warriors left to retreat with us..." A Tartar Niu Lu Zhang Jing walked to the general with a shocked face, reporting with a guilty look on his face.

"Puff..."

Under the gaze of hundreds of remnants of Tartar soldiers, the general had not had time to speak, and he gustled blood from his mouth. Then, he said to himself with a pale face: "How could it be so few? When we sent troops, we had three thousand elite cavalry. There were only four hundred people left standing, and we didn't even encounter the Tiger and Leopard Army formation. Why do you ask me to explain to Mr. Beile..."

Under the general's eyes full of despair, all his subordinates closed their mouths without saying a word.

Seeing this, the pale-faced general could only sigh with helplessness. Then he said to everyone: "Forget it, such a huge loss can be said to be something I have never experienced since the founding of the Later Jin Dynasty. Even if we have received the forgiveness of Mr. Beile, the emperor will not let me go, the family of thousands of warriors will not let me go, and the entire warriors with white flags will not let me go..."

Speaking of this, a trace of firmness appeared on the general's desperate face, and he decisively ordered to his subordinates.

"You go back immediately and report the situation here to Mr. Beile. Tell Mr. Beile that in less than half a month, the number of firearms equipped by the Tiger and Leopard Army has exceeded twice the original one, and it is extremely powerful. Let Mr. Beile be prepared... The best example is that more than 2,000 elite cavalrymen have been lost on the field battlefield."

"What about you, General?" a personal guard asked anxiously with a face full of anxiety.

The Tartar General said with a firm look: "I brought more than two thousand warriors who have fallen on the battlefield. Since I don't have the ability to bring them back, I can only go underground to continue to accompany them and serve them as commander."

In the Tartar army, if the commander died in the battlefield, even if the commander's guard left the battlefield alive, he would be killed due to poor protection.

So, as soon as the general finished speaking, the guards gathered around him began to shout loudly: "General, the servants are your guards in life, and they are your guards in death. Wherever you go, the servants will follow you."

"Yes, the slave swears to follow the general to the death and protect the general."

After a smile full of gratitude appeared on the general's firm face, he waved his hand very decisively, and then said firmly again: "You are all confused... Do you think there are not enough warriors who died in the battle of the white flag today? I order you to follow the troops to retreat a little, and Master Beile will not be difficult for you."

"Don't forget, I am still your general now. I will order you to retreat immediately, go back to find Master Beile, and pass on all I just said to Master Beile."

"But, General..." The chief guard standing opposite him continued with a look of reluctance.

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted decisively by the general: "No, execute the order..."

After saying that, the general's eyes turned to the only remaining Niu Lu Zhangjing in front of him, and ordered loudly: "I order you to bring all the remaining warriors on the battlefield and retreat immediately. Find Master Beile. The battle that happened here will be true and report it to Master Beile. Please Master Beile to avenge us..."
Chapter completed!