Chapter 461
Abatai was lying on his stomach in a pile of grass, he couldn't remember how long he hadn't been lying on his stomach like this.

But right now, in order to survive, he can only do this.

He was hiding behind a small hillside with more than 500 remnants.

Below the hillside, there is a large piece of fertile land, and in the fertile land is a bunker.

There are more than 20 Ming people pulling weeds in the rice fields outside Tunbao, including men, women, and children.

They were chatting and laughing, with smiles on their faces, which was completely different from the Ming people he had known before.

There are vegetable fields on the hillside, which should be vegetables grown by the Ming people below. Now there are no Ming people on it, and more than 500 of them are hiding behind the hillside.

"Will you fight? Seven Baylor?" Mu Zhahe asked.

Abatai actually didn't want to fight, for fear of attracting the Ming army, but they were really hungry and tired.

Right now, they have gone deep into the hinterland of the Ming army, and lost a large number of horses and weapons. They killed two horses last night, and more than 500 people barely had a meal.

So he was thinking about whether to fight or go around.

"How many horses and weapons do we have?" Abate asked in a low voice.

Mu Zhahe said: "There are 22 horses, 46 people have weapons, and 32 bows."

Abatai resisted the urge to kill. There were more than 500 Mongolian soldiers and horses, but only more than 30 bows. When these Mongolians ran for their lives, they didn't even need bows and horses. They dared to say that their ancestors used bows and horses to conquer the world.

But right now there are only two big gold soldiers around him, and these Mongols still have to use them. He thought for a while: "If you want to fight, you must be fast. You can't let them report the letter. It's not good to attract the Ming army."

Mu Zhahe said: "Let the cavalry rush down, kill them all, and then rush into the fort, kill them all, leaving no one behind, grab some grain and rice, and leave immediately."

There was a Mongolian bull named Asihera next to him and said: "If we fight, even if we kill them all, the Ming people will know that we have come sooner or later."

Mu Zhahe immediately said: "Ming people are looking for us everywhere, and they will come here if they don't fight. If there is no grain and rice, we can't eat horses every day."

When the horse is finished eating, how will he escape in the future?

Reason told Abatai that he could not fight, he should go first with more than 20 cavalry, regardless of these Mongolian infantry, he only brought cavalry, and he had a good chance of fleeing back to Gaizhou.

If the battle between the Ming army and Huang Taiji in Beigou is over, he can definitely escape from there. From here to Beigou, the cavalry will arrive in half a day at most. It doesn't matter if there is food or not.

However, their biggest problem now is that the Hou Jin Bing who knows the way is not in the team.

When he saw Tunbao, he felt that they were lost, and they might be far away from Fuzhou.

The people of the Ming Dynasty had just started hoarding the fort in Jinzhou, Fuzhou, but the fort in front of them seemed to have been hoarded a long time ago.

So he quickly came up with a decision: "Fight, don't kill them all, catch the living ones first, and find someone wise to lead the way."

Then he looked around, lowered his voice, and whispered to Mu Zhahe and Asihera: "Catch someone to lead the way, bypass Mingren's Tunbao, let's take 22 cavalry, go first, and return to Gaizhou in less than half a day .”

Mu Zhahe and Asidi Hera looked at each other in blank dismay, would they leave more than 500 brothers of the same clan behind?

But in order to survive, this seems to be the best way.

The two did not hesitate, and quickly nodded heavily.

The infantry following the brigade wandered around in the hinterland of the Ming army, and sooner or later something would happen.

If Ding Yi and Huang Taiji finish fighting and come back to the army, they will all die.

The three quickly reached an agreement.

Abatai got up slowly, and quietly retreated behind the hillside with the people.

Then gather cavalry in a position where Ming people can't see.

"Don't make a sound for a while, rush down quickly, straight into the castle, don't care about the Ming people outside, don't kill people randomly, catch Ming people alive."

"Ming people are timid. If there are those who resist, just kill a few. If Ming people dare to resist, they will be killed and will soon surrender."

"Hey," all the cavalry responded in a low voice.

There were cavalry but no weapons, and Abatai gave all those with weapons to the cavalry.

Except that Abate did not go into battle in person, Mu Zhahe and Asihera also got on horses, a total of 22 riders, and Abate's horse was given to his soldiers.

22 Mounted his horse and held a knife, looking at Abate.

"Up, up, up" Abatai shouted sharply.

"Drive" Mu Zha clamped his legs together, and the horse rushed out from the hillside.

Rumbling, more than 20 riders rushed out one after another.

As soon as they rushed out, the Ming people below saw it.

"The Tartars are coming." The people of the Ming Dynasty frantically ran into the castle.

Their fields are right next to the fort, they are very close, and because they have orders, they are not far away. Most of the people run very fast, and they will run into the fort before the cavalry.

But one of the six-year-old children ran in the opposite direction in desperation.

Seeing his panic, his mother turned around and ran over: "Xiu'er." She rushed to Xiu'er's side and picked her up.

Run to the fort again.

Halfway through the run, she stopped running, her expression changed drastically, and she quickly turned around and ran to the other side.

Because the front is full of Mongolian cavalry, they have already rushed ahead of her and are heading for the gate of the fort.

"Boom" the gate of the fort was closed heavily.

Mu Zhahe was cursing, they were already rushing very fast, but they were just a little bit behind.

Only ten meters away, you can rush in.

"Shoot." Mu Zhahe was furious.

Whoosh, whoosh, the Mongolian soldiers shot arrows into the fort one after another like rain.

"Ah!" Mingren's screams came from the castle, and Mu Zhahe's face finally revealed a look of joy.

In the past two days, he was chased by the Ming army like a bereaved dog, and now he finally returned to the happy time when he ran across Liaodong a few years ago and slaughtered Ming people at will.

He let his men hurl them in, and he galloped around the fort on horseback.

The fort is not big, with a circumference of about 400 meters. It is a square shape. The fort wall is only three or four meters high, so it is easy to turn in, but there is a pier in the fort, which is more than ten meters high. It should be a beacon tower.

Sure enough, he soon saw someone climbing up from a distance.

He picked up the bow and looked at it. He felt that the position was not good to shoot and it was difficult to shoot, so he put down the bow again.

At this time, Abatai and others also rushed down from the hillside, and two Mongolian soldiers went to catch the mother and child.

"What are you waiting for, attack immediately." Abate said sharply, "With such a low wall, why hesitate?"

Mu Zhahe looked around and shouted: "Stand on the horse, turn up."

Ma Gao was taller than a man, and was about three meters long, barely reaching the wall.

They don't have a ladder, that's all they can do.

Soon the Mongolian cavalry approached the wall one after another.

They also found that there are holes in the wall, and they can also put their feet, which can be used for strength.

"Up, up, up." A team of riders approached.

Another group of infantry arrived at the gate of the fort and rammed desperately.

But the gate of the fort was very tight, and a few strong Mongolian men bumped into it a few times, but there was no response, so they had to give up.

Just as this team of cavalry approached the fort wall, ready to turn up while standing on horseback.

Sudden.

From the holes in the wall, black things stick out one by one.

"Bird gun." A Mongolian soldier screamed.

"bang bang bang"

There was a beeping sound at the scene.

"Ah!" The Mongolian soldiers screamed and fell down.

Abate stared, almost vomiting blood.

Ming people don't fight soldiers, they all fight horses.

The only remaining horses they had were thumped and fell to the ground one after another.

(End of this chapter)

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