In fact, up to now, those captured people have not escaped, so that the system tasks have not been completed for a long time. It is really not the fault of Yang Dongli, Fengrui and others.
After dividing the troops, Yang Dongli only spent a minute or two.
He put a group of Tatars under guard and put them all down one by one.
By the way, the thirty or forty charging Tatar soldiers who were originally defending at the edge of the car formation and now rushed over to support were killed.
Then, Brother Yang Dongli waved his hand and led a group of captured people to run towards the exit.
By the way! As long as a group of people escape from that exit, they will be in a blind spot where the firelight of the camp cannot reach them.
The possibility of survival will be greatly increased.
If they can run a distance of about three hundred meters, they can plunge into the mountains and forests; under the cover of darkness and complex terrain, the Tatars may not dare to chase them.
Not to mention a mere 100 people, this is the minimum requirement to complete system tasks.
However, the number of people rescued in the end was probably between five and six hundred, and the system rewards were definitely quite generous.
Unfortunately, Yang Dongli, who had beautiful thoughts in his mind, led a group of captured people. Before they could run to the exit, they heard the sound of horse hoofbeats in their ears.
I looked up and felt a chill in my heart.
It turned out that under Baiyintu's order, his guard leader led more than a hundred cavalry, and after a short half circle, they rushed to the exit.
Although Lang Qing saw that something was not going well, he greeted the twenty hunters and about a dozen common people around him. Due to the bad terrain such as large pits and corpses, they came to the entrance.
Keep firing your bows and arrows to prevent the mounted Tatars from charging forward.
But the presence of that group of Tatar cavalry means that Yang Dongli and his group may be blocked from leaving here.
Even in order not to be overtaken by these Tatar cavalry during the escape, they could only fight out from the 11 o'clock direction on the opposite side of the position.
In this way, they can escape into the woods in the shortest time, so that these Tatar cavalry cannot take advantage of their fast horses.
With this thought in mind, Lao Yang and others rushed towards 11 o'clock; there were about thirty or forty Tatars there, and they had formed a battle formation to guard the place.
The Tatar battle formation is quite rigorous, and it must take a while to break into it.
Anyway, because of such an accident, their retreat was delayed for a long time.
While leading a group of people to hurriedly change direction and break out of the encirclement again, Yang Dongli looked at Lang Qing with some worry and shouted:
"Lang Qing, can you withstand it?"
The reason why I asked this was because although the Tatar cavalry had no way to charge directly, they had been shooting at Lang Qing and others who were blocking the entrance.
Presumably, as long as Lang Qing and others are weakened to a certain extent, they will slowly drive their horses through the entrance and then rush over.
If they were killed by a group of cavalry from behind, whether they were the captured civilians or Hu Biao and others who were fighting hard, they would all have great fun.
After hearing this, Lang Qing silently touched the explosive bag on his back.
He replied: "I can withstand it~"
Then, Yang Dongli yelled at the oil cake that the Tatars were killing in the breakout position:
"Youpan, how long will it take for you to open the gap?"
"It's coming soon. Prepare to rush out with others." In the modern dimension, it is said that a college student has been unemployed since graduation and has been unemployed for more than three consecutive years.
He glanced at the two cans of vegetable oil tied in front of him and said the same words firmly.
There is no way! It’s not that a group of netizens just act recklessly, either with human explosives or human incendiary bombs; but because of the huge contrast in hard power between the two sides, many times there is no other choice.
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During the difficult fight, another minute passed.
With a loud drink from his mouth, the spear in Hu Biao's hand pierced out like a poisonous snake, stabbing the huge Tatar in front of him with a bloody wound.
Finally, a huge cheer was heard in my ears.
That was when the oil cake finally rushed into the crowd of Tatars in the direction of 11 o'clock with the ignited fire oil.
The Tatars, who were scalded and burned in the splashing fire oil, could no longer maintain a strict formation and were beaten to death by a swarm of people who rushed over.
Then, with the combined efforts of many people, several large carts filled with grain were pushed out a long way before they fell to the ground one by one.
Suddenly, a gap of at least ten meters appeared in front of everyone.
Looking at the gap that was finally pushed open, Yang Dongli couldn't care less about the poor pancake. By now, it had been burned to the point that it was no longer human.
Facing the people around him, he roared:
"Let's go, go from here quickly. You can survive as long as you rush into the forest. The others will cover with me and be sure to hold back the Tatar cavalry~"
However, facing the result that as long as they rushed out of this gap, they could escape, the people hesitated.
Everyone looked at each other, but no one moved.
Upon seeing this, Yang Dongli, who knew the priority of the matter, was almost so anxious that he vomited out a mouthful of blood on the spot; he even had a strong urge to kick people with the soles of his feet.
In order to buy them some time, Hu Biao and the others had killed countless people in the battle.
Just when Yang Dongli was about to do something and force these people to leave, he clearly saw a scene that made him not sure whether he should be happy or depressed.
Anyway, it was a pretty fucked-up scene, and he didn't know what to say.
I saw old man Jiang holding a bloody and white brain stone in his hand, staring with a pair of blood-red eyes, and shouted loudly:
“Folks, so many people have died, why are you running?
It is because in the past we ran away whenever we saw the Tatars and did not dare to fight with them that the Tatars killed so many of my people. If we don’t run away, we have to avenge our families and follow Brother Hu Biao and the others to kill the Tatars.
ah."
After saying that, the old guy turned around, holding up the stone in his hand, and rushed towards the right side of the camp where Hu Biao and others were currently fighting fiercely.
After running two steps, this old man, who was as excited as chicken blood, tripped over a Tatar corpse under his feet and thought it was a dog chewing mud.
Even the stone in his hand, which was like a treasure and had smashed the Tatar's head, was thrown away and rolled away.
And this time, I don’t know if he was twisted to the waist, but old man Jiang couldn’t get up for a while.
However, Old Man Jiang's embarrassment did not affect at all the overall situation on the battlefield that had undergone a huge change under the leadership of this old man.
There should have been more than 900 people originally, but after a bloody battle, there are still about 700 civilians and prisoners left.
He let out a roar of "Kill the Tatars" and rejoined the battle.
Not only did no one in Wuyangyang's large group of people start to run for their lives, but they started to rush towards the battle group of Hu Biao and others, which was already at a serious disadvantage.
Among them, the dozen or so people who were closest rushed to an elite Tatar white-armored soldier in a blink of an eye.
In one second, this Tatar still waved a tiger gun in his hand, and joined forces with Xu Er and the other Ye Bu Zhan. They were all in a panic and were about to be defeated before their eyes.
As a result, this elite Tatar white-armored soldier was hit in the face with a helmet after stabbing a civilian who rushed up.
Before he could recover from the huge dizziness in his head, he was stabbed and shot in the thighs. He could no longer maintain his balance and fell to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, attacks like raindrops fell, and his face was beaten to pieces.
Then these crazy people continued to move forward and hit the next target.
During this process, one of the men also picked up the Tatar's tiger spear, and the other woman, with a bloody mouth, pulled out a sharp short knife from the Tatar's waist.
It can be said that the above scene perfectly displayed in front of everyone the scene where a group of anxious rabbits actually killed a hungry wolf.
