Chapter 50 Suspects Break

Everyone waited in the mountain pass. The night in February was no warmer than in the middle of winter. Everyone's hands and feet were cold and stiff, and they dared not light a bonfire to keep warm or move. A pile of soldiers hugged each other and warmed each other with their bodies.

Song Nan also fell with cold tears. She kept rubbing her hands to warm herself. She looked up at the stars shining coldly in the sky. She couldn't help wandering around the sky. Fate was so wonderful. A few months ago, she was surfing on the beach of later generations and enjoying the sun. A few months later, she was in a battle in the Ming Dynasty. The court is waiting to participate in a fight. If it is not for personal experience, who can believe that all this is true.

"Everyone, get ready!" At the third watch, Jiang Bin quietly issued the order, and everyone conveyed the orders one by one. They got up one after another and lined up to prepare.

"Don't rush to charge out of the mountain pass, keep the formation, make you look calm, and let thetars feel that we are not afraid that they will find us at all." Jiang Bin added.

Song Nan nodded secretly. Jiang Bin is still reliable in the war and knows how to play psychological games. It is to show no fear as he said. The more so, the less the Tatron will doubt the strength of the Ming army.

A team of more than a thousand people slowly walked out of the mountain pass along the corner and could not walk a wispion of incense. The front team sent back the news that it had reached the mountain pass. Jiang Bin immediately ordered to light a torch. The soldiers picked up the three torches one after another, lit the fire, and suddenly crackling the smoke and fragrance of pine oil directly to the ears and nose.

A mountain pass of the front team of more than 300 people spread out like water and silver. More than 900 fires were dense in the wilderness outside the mountain pass. Several sentry towers outside the Tartar Barracks immediately found something different. Almost at the same moment, the three whistle towers sounded warning horns.

The sound of the low horn echoed in the night, which made people panic. There was immediately a movement in the barracks, and dozens of bonfires that were about to burn out immediately lit up. From a distance, the shadows of the Taran soldiers ran back and forth, looking extremely flustered.

Soon you can see that many of the Tsars have put on armor and stepped on the war horse, and the blades in their hands are shining like stars in the fire, as if they were ready to attack.

Fang Datong followed Song Nan and Jiang Bin, and his heart was slightly tense and asked, "Tarats are going to work hard to see this situation."

Jiang Bin hummed and ordered loudly, "Don't panic, don't run, don't be chaotic, keep a good formation. The back of the squadron should be scattered on both sides and lined up in a horizontal line, so that the Tari can see it."

The front team slowed down, and the squadron and the back team quickly followed and moved to both sides. After leaving the mountain pass, the whole team spread out like a big pancake in the wilderness. Thousands of fire filled the open space at the mountain pass, like a big blanket on fire, spread it in front of the front of the Taar.

The south gate of the Tasan barracks had been opened, and hundreds of cavalry had begun to line up in front of the battalion to prepare for charging. However, as the dense torches of the Ming army gushed out of the mountain pass, the Tarat soldiers did not know how many people the Ming army had sent out, and they were shocked.

After a while, several horses drove out of the camp and circled around. They were the generals led by the hand, and then the long horn sounded again.

Song Nan was shocked and thought that the hand had given the order to charge, but he heard Jiang Bin's surprised voice in his ear: "The Handan is scared. This is the horn of withdrawal."

"Kill." Jiang Bin shouted, pulled out a long knife from his waist, clamped his legs with the horse's abdomen, and the war horse rushed out. At the same time, the shouts of killing everywhere sounded deafeningly, and the soldiers shouted loudly and rushed forward.

The whole team was like a burning skynet, which was very oppressive to go to the ta� barracks. Coupled with the loud shouts of killing in the sky, the Taran soldiers did not dare to fight at all. Thousands of people grew up and issued an order to withdraw. The Tarans walked on horses. When the Ming army left the camp was still more than two miles away, there were already several Hundreds of horses rushed out of the rear camp and fled north.

Jiang Bin rushed to the front with more than a hundred horse riding team. The Tartar soldiers on the sentry tower in front were running to the camp in panic. They were overtaken by Jiang Bin, who was in front of a horse. The long knife was raised and bowed left and right. Suddenly, the souls of the two Tartar soldiers returned to the west. Once they saw the blood, the cavalry soldiers who followed them were like crazy wild wolves. Eye, the infantry behind saw the truth. Lord Qianhu was the first to kill two people. The morale suddenly rose and the charge was faster.

Song Nan looked at the back and his heart beat. This mother was a legal murder. The evil buried in the bottom of his heart suddenly seemed to have been opened, and his heart was excited. Song Nan looked around and saw a brocade guard lieutenant standing aside with his neck stretched out his neck and looking forward. He grabbed the reins and flew the knife on the horse's buttocks. Klop, the horse shot out.

Fang Datong shouted repeatedly, "Mr. Song, what are you doing?"

Song Nan didn't look back, but floated over and said, "Kill the Taar!"

Fang Datong rolled his eyes, spat, spit, turned over his horse, reached out and pulled out the embroidered spring knife at his waist and shouted to more than 30 lieutenants, "What are you still doing? Go and grab the credit, you son of a bitch."

The captains woke up like a dream and followed Fang Datong to cover up.

The Ming army brigade was approaching, and the head of the Tatar soldiers did not dare to fight back and flee. They fled quickly and heard the screams behind them, but the sound of ping-pong sounded on both sides. Dozens of the peripherals fell down. Before everyone came to their senses, the sound of breaking through the air was like a poisonous snake spitting letters, and many people were killed by arrows in front of them. Shoot.

"There is an ambush."

The Darin soldiers were in a mess and rushed forward regardless. Fortunately, the ambush Ming army did not aim at them, but at a group of new cavalry behind them. How dare the Dart the Dart cavalry in front dare to turn back and run away.

Song Nan rushed into the barracks, and many panicked Tsars ran around in the camp. The Tsars were not all cavalry, and there were also many infantry responsible for the transportation of logistical supplies. They had no horses, so they could only watch the Ming army cover up. Some of them were desperate and picked up their blades to resist.

Jiang Bin roared and killed several people in a row. At first glance, he saw Song Nan rushing in and hurriedly shouted, "Brother Song, what are you doing here? Didn't I tell you to stay behind?"

Song Nan said, "I'm also a soldier. How can I hide behind and watch the fun?"

Jiang Bin was about to persuade Song Nan to leave. Suddenly, he saw Song Nan's horse approaching, and the blade in his hand shone on his neck and stabbed him.

Jiang Bin was shocked and said, "Brother Song...you..."

Song Nan shouted, "Don't move."

Jiang Bin only felt a cold wind hit his neck, and then a hot and sticky ** splashed on his neck. Jiang Bin turned around and saw a Tatar soldier standing on the low wall behind him, holding his sword in his hand, but his neck was full of blood.

Song Nan pulled out the blade, and his hand was a little weak. He reluctantly smiled and said, "It's so close. This guy almost killed you."

Only then did Jiang Bin understand that Song Nan saved his life. He laughed and looked at Song Nan's guilty face. Jiang Bin said, "Brother, this is the first time to kill someone."

Song Nan suppressed her discomfort and said in a hoarse voice, "For the first time, I feel really bad."

Jiang Bin laughed and said, "I'm used to killing. Following my brother, let's try to kill more Tarans."

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The war lasted less than half an hour before it was announced the end. Except for all the Tatari soldiers lying on the ground, Jiang Bin ordered people to pretend to chase them for several miles, and the others behind them quickly cleaned the battlefield. Less than 30 people were killed and injured in the front. The ambush of Ma Ming and Zhao Baihu behind them was killed and injured more than 70, among them The few people were rushed to the front by the fleeing Tas, and there was nowhere to escape. Fortunately, the Tas soldiers had no intention to fight, otherwise none of them would have been spared.

More than 300 people were killed, and whether they were dead or injured lying on the ground, Jiang Bin ordered to cut off their heads and take them away. Only then did Song Nan see how much the hatred between Daming and the Tatans was. There was no such thing as prisoners of war. Because of this, the battle between the two sides was also fierce, unless they could escape and could not escape. It's a fight for life.

After cleaning up and stopping, Jiang Bin ordered the withdrawal of troops immediately. It is too far from Weizhou, and I don't know how many people the Taran are in this area. If they come back to their senses, it will be a bad thing.

Despite their fatigue, they marched all night and walked all night. When they saw the tall shadow of Weizhou City, they breathed a sigh of relief. When they returned to the barracks to rectify and rest, everyone was extremely tired. Except for the vigilant soldiers, everyone fell asleep.

Song Nanlian had nightmares, and the tragic killing scenes on the battlefield appeared in her dream, and she was sweating profusely. In a daze, she didn't know how long she had slept. When she opened her eyes, she could see a wisp of golden sunlight shining directly from the outside of the tent. She listened to the laughter outside, and the fragrance of food floated in her nose. Song Nan recovered. After recovering consciousness, he sat up and stood around blankly for a while. He was secretly grateful that everything last night had passed and his life was still continuing.