The continuous explosions instantly turned the unlucky guy who was slow to escape into stumps and broken arms all over the ground.
The roar behind them made the Meng Yuan people's soul fly into the sky. They wished they could grow four legs of a horse and escape from here quickly.
"Come back and bring them all back to my leader."
Shi Lietuo was still yelling angrily, but unfortunately no one would listen to him at this time. Even the leaders of more than a dozen tribes ran away on their horses without knowing how to move.
Han Du was covered in disgrace at the moment, but when he saw the victory, he raised his head and smiled happily. Before he could laugh happily, Han Du suddenly came back to his senses and shouted quickly:
"Soup Ding! Soup Ding"
This is the time to beat up the drowned dog. Why chase with two legs? Of course, we must use cavalry to chase at this time.
Without Han Du's reminder, Tang Ding knew what to do when he saw the Meng Yuan people collapsed and fled.
He took off a horn from his waist and Tang Ding immediately started blowing.
"Buzz~"
The deep voice instantly spread across the battlefield, and some of the Ming soldiers who were chasing the Meng Yuan people with great passion suddenly stopped and turned around to gather towards Tang Ding.
Tang Ding mounted his entire army and saw that only about 3,000 of the original five thousand cavalry were able to mount war horses. Tang Ding's heart couldn't stop bleeding.
But now was not the time for him to grieve. He picked up the reins and rushed out at the lead: "Kill!"
"kill"
The iron hoofs beat the earth again, and the dull sound like drums gradually became louder. More than three thousand cavalry flew towards the Mongolian people like arrows.
When the soldiers of the Ming army who were originally running on the ground chasing the Meng Yuan people saw it, they immediately burst out into cheers. Some of them who were good at riding even jumped on the horses scattered on the battlefield and followed the cavalry in pursuit.
"Come back, come back to me, the leader." Shi Lietuo was still unwilling to accept his failure and kept shouting.
Fifty thousand cavalrymen. In the past, it was enough to harass the Ming border and plunder wealth. But now they were defeated by the Ming army of more than 10,000, and they were still surrounding the Ming army.
Down.
No matter who it is, it will be difficult to accept it.
"Big boss, big boss, retreat, it will be too late if you don't retreat." When the guards around him saw the Ming army's cavalry dispatching, they immediately grabbed the arm that was waving wildly, and without any explanation, they pulled the reins and turned the horse's head.
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br> Shi Lietuo also saw the arrow shooting straight towards him, he was so frightened that he suddenly woke up, and without any persuasion from the people around him, he took the reins and ran away first.
Tang Ding saw Shilie Tuo who was about to escape at a glance, and ordered the left and right sides to spread out to pursue Meng Yuan. He himself led dozens of cavalry to pursue Shilie Tuo endlessly.
After chasing for more than a hundred miles, Shi Lietuo was finally killed by a revolver. It was not until evening that he returned with Shi Lietuo's body.
In this battle, except for a few tribal leaders who escaped early, the 50,000-strong army and Lietuo himself were all destroyed here.
Of course, the losses of the Ming army in this battle were also extremely heavy. More than 3,000 people were killed in the Eight Thousand Mountain Ziying camp alone, and more than 3,000 people were injured. Only less than 3,000 people could survive.
Two thousand men and horses.
And although this battle was won, it was an extreme squeeze on Shanziying in terms of physical strength and spirit. Even after the cavalry was dispatched to chase the defeated soldiers, the soldiers of Shanziying relaxed and even took steps in an instant.
I don't even have the strength.
Until Tang Ding returned, the entire battlefield remained intact, and the Ming army did not even have the strength to clean the battlefield.
Tang Ding rode back and threw Lietuo's body in front of Han Du.
"Who is this guy?" Han Du saw that this man was covered in blood stained with blood, and he was already dead.
Several soldiers supported Tang Ding and slowly got off the horse. They shook their heads in exhaustion and said: "I don't know. It seems that he is the tribal leader who attacked us. There are many tribes on this grassland, and I'm afraid even
Even the Pseudo-Yuan Emperor couldn’t tell how many tribal leaders there were. Moreover, these tribes were constantly fighting with each other. Today you annex me, and tomorrow I will be annexed by others.”
The tribal forces on the grassland are as chaotic as a pot of porridge. No one knows that the person who is the leader today will not be the leader tomorrow. Maybe he will be replaced by another person after one night.
Therefore, let alone Tang Ding. Even the Meng Yuan people would not be able to recognize the leader of a tribe as long as they were far away.
"Is there anyone alive? Catch one and identify him." Han Du shouted.
He was quietly surrounded by this guy and almost died from it. Han Du naturally wanted to know who this guy was.
Soon, one was injured, on the thigh
The Mengyuan man who was still bubbling in the snow slipped over. As soon as this man saw the corpse on the ground, he burst into tears and burst into tears. He even ignored the injury on his leg and limped hard to the corpse.
He knelt down and knelt on the ground, refusing to get up, and kept mumbling.
Not understanding Mongolian, Han Du raised his eyes and looked at Tang Ding.
Tang Ding turned his head and looked at the soldiers beside him who understood Mongolian.
The soldier stood up quickly, coughed and said, "He said that the deceased was a descendant of Brother Ali Bu, named Shilietuo."
Lost Lietuo? Han Du had no impression of this name at all, and could not distinguish the strange name of the Mongolian people. He raised his head again and looked towards Tang Ding to inquire.
Tang Ding did know a bit about the grasslands and some big tribes, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't imagine that there was such a person as Wu Lietuo in his mind. .??.
On the other hand, he had some understanding of Ali Bu Ge. Bor Jijin Ali Bu Ge was the younger brother of Kublai Khan, the founder of the Yuan Dynasty. He was naturally a big shot in the Yuan Dynasty in terms of status.
But Bol Ji Jin Ali Bu Ge was already a figure a hundred years ago. There are only eight thousand people on the grassland who claim to be the descendants of Ali Bu Ge. Among them, the true and false may not even include the people who claim to be the descendants of Ali Bu Ge.
Can't even figure it out.
Since I don't know anyone, there's nothing to worry about.
When Han Du saw that the Meng Yuan man was still kneeling in front of Shilie Tuo, he raised his hand and shot him dead on the spot.
"Kill all the prisoners. The battlefield will be cleaned tomorrow. Let's leave as soon as possible."
Originally, Han Du was not so bloodthirsty, but after seeing most of the casualties of Shanziying and Tang Ding's cavalry, Han Du would no longer be kind to these Mongolian people. Because every one of them had no mercy for these Mongolian people.
If you can't bear it, you are letting down every drop of blood shed by the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty.
When Xu Chengfei heard Han Du's order, his expression moved slightly. Although he couldn't bear it, he didn't say anything in the end.
Tang Ding was completely indifferent to Han Du's actions. It was impossible for the Mongolian people to take them away. They went thousands of miles deep into the grassland, and every bit of food and grass was precious. Maybe when they were at the end of the road, one day's food and grass would be enough for the army.
The weight of life and death.
Along the way, when the army encountered the Mongolian and Yuan tribes, they would not hesitate to destroy them and plunder supplies such as beef and mutton jerky. How could there be any excess food to feed the prisoners?
Killing them all, this is not only how the Ming Dynasty treated the Mongolian and Yuan captives, but even if the Mongolian people fought among themselves, they would kill all the adult men and the elderly, leaving only the most valuable ones.
Women and children.
That night, the Ming army celebrated their escape from death and their hard-won victory. At this moment, there was no better way to celebrate than eating meat and drinking wine.
After this battle, Shanziying was truly convinced of Handu, and the revolver and Zhentianlei truly became the life-critical treasures of the soldiers.
After a night of recovery, those who were slightly injured in the Ming army have regained their ability to move. Of course, even those who were seriously injured were under the care of military doctors, most of them showed no signs of improvement, and dozens of them even did not survive at all.
last night.
Han Du arranged for the rejuvenated soldiers to clean the battlefield and prepare to leave here as soon as possible. Since Lietuo was able to surround himself quietly, Han Du was not sure whether he would be attacked by another person if he stayed here for a long time.
A group of Mongolian people surrounded him.
Although this battle only lasted two days, the materials Han Du brought had been exhausted, especially the gunpowder and cannonballs. There was not much left.
Although there are still some bullets left, it is no longer enough to support another such war. If there is another group of Meng Yuan people, it doesn't need to be too many, as long as there are 20,000 to 30,000 people, then Handu will have no choice but to wait for death in despair.
All in all, it’s not a good place to stay for a long time!
The Ming Dynasty soldiers who died in the battle were buried and moved directly into the three trenches. There was no need to organize them. They were simply arranged in order and placed layer by layer.
When they were alive, they were brothers in life and death, and they would be happy to be buried together after they died.
As for the Mongolian people, Han Du had no extra time to take care of them. He just let them die in the wilderness and let the wild beasts feed themselves.
The Meng Yuan people gave up all their scimitars, bows and arrows. These things were of little value, and it was time-consuming and labor-intensive to bring them back. It was totally not worth it. Only those things of great value that were inlaid with gold, silver and gemstones and were exquisitely made were collected and taken away by the Ming army.
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There are also war horses. The living war horses were naturally carefully gathered by the Ming army. These grassland war horses are good things. Not only can they travel for the Ming army, but they are also a huge wealth when they are brought back to the Ming Dynasty. In other words, if they are given to
If the soldiers can bring back two of these war horses from the grassland, then his family can directly escape poverty and become rich, and become a wealthy family.
And those dead horses cannot be wasted. Large pieces of horse meat are cut off and hung on both sides of the saddle. Although the taste of horse meat may not be good, after it is turned into dried meat, these are all foods that can satisfy the hunger.
.On this grassland, if you can have a bite to eat, it will be good if you don't starve to death. Who would care about whether it tastes good or not?