Take the warehouse back to the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 26 Xuanfu
Zhao Wen pulled the fuse of a grenade again and threw it down the beacon.

"Oh!"

The moment the grenade touched the ground, it exploded, and the prefabricated fragments on the grenade flew in all directions.

"Boom!"

The fragments hit the chests of several Tartars, mercilessly harvesting their lives.

"No, Mingren's firepower is too strong, we can't rush in."

A tartar with a scorched face hurriedly grabbed the horse's rein and said eagerly.

The Tartar officer standing in the center of the rear army saw the Tartars who kept falling, and hurriedly said: "Ming Jin withdraws troops, Ming Jin withdraws troops."

This beacon is really weird, nearly 200 people have fallen now, and this beacon has not been taken down yet. If you keep entangled here, it is estimated that a lot of time will be wasted.

"Dangdangdang!"

The sound of gongs and drums resounded across the battlefield, and those tartars who were charging were relieved when they heard this sound.

The Tartars hastily grabbed the horse's reins and backed away.

At this moment, the tartar ran back with all his strength.

The Tartars had never encountered such a situation since Tumubao.

Even Qi Jiguang back then didn't have such a great ability.

The Tartars couldn't figure out why such a small beacon had such a terrifying weapon.Can shoot them hundreds of paces away.

Zhao Wen and others lying on top of the beacon let out a sigh of relief when they saw the retreating Tartars.

"The Tartars have finally retreated." Song Hu lay on the beacon, his face up, panting heavily.

"Huchi, Huchi!" Zhao Daniu kept breathing heavily, "Why do these tartars keep staring at us? I really don't understand."

"It's so difficult to understand. Our beacon is at the forefront and the first to bear the brunt. It will definitely call the attacks of the Tartars." Zhao Wen sat on the grenade box and wiped the hot sweat from his head.

Li Xiaosan tightly held the big black star in his hands, his face pale.The scene just now terrified Li Xiaosan. After all, when did such a situation happen to an underage child?

The Tartar soldiers retreated, and a centurion ran up to the Tartar officer with a scorched face.

"My lord, it's not that we are incompetent, it's that those Ming people are too despicable. I really don't understand why there are artillery and thousands of enemies in a small beacon."

The Tazi officer looked at the crumbling and dejected Tazi cavalry, and said in a deep voice, "Since we can't charge up, let's take a detour. This time we want to rush into the Great Wall defense line, and we have to plunder a lot of food and supplies. "

"Yes!"

The Tartars turned their horses and galloped in another direction.

According to the elders in the tribe, there is a high possibility of white disasters on the grassland this year.If we don't rob some Ming people of food and grass, it is estimated that countless small tribes will disappear this winter.

Zhao Wen breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the Tartars who were heading for the distance.

In this battle, Zhao Wen and others killed at least 200 people.This is a big victory!

Blood flowed into rivers around the entire beacon, and countless broken corpses were lying on the ground. The blood slowly flowed from the large holes in the corpses, converging into small puddles on the ground.

"The Tartars are finally gone!" Zhao Wen let out a long breath and said slowly.

"They seem to have gone to the Xuan Mansion, should we report it?" Zhao Daniu asked anxiously, looking at the direction in which the Tartars were leaving.

Song Hu frowned and said, "It must be reported, but we don't have horses, so it's too late."

"Why are there no war horses? Isn't it right below? Those Tartars ran too fast and didn't gather the frightened war horses at all. Why don't we go get those war horses back?" Zhao Wen pointed to the panic-stricken people under the beacon tower. war horse.

Song Hu lay down on the crenel and looked down, and sure enough there were more than a dozen war horses wandering below.

"This is a baby, hurry up, don't let them run away." Zhao Daniu jumped up from the ground and hurried downstairs.

Zhao Wen and others followed Zhao Daniu and ran out of the beacon.

Zhao Wen tied the dozen or so war horses gathered to a nearby tree, and then said: "Bury these corpses as soon as possible, otherwise there will be epidemics."

"Don't worry, the corpses of these Tartars are good things. Let's chop off their heads and take them to Xuanfu to receive the reward." Zhao Daniu pulled out the Yanling knife from his waist and chopped off the head of a Tartar corpse , holding it in his hand, grinning.

The Ming army puts the most emphasis on military merit. As long as you have military merit in your hands, you are not afraid that you will not be able to get promoted or make money.But all of this is relative. Before the apocalypse, soldiers could still rely on their military merits to get promoted.But after the apocalypse, Chao Gang was corrupted, and the corruption was serious. Even if the achievements were not military achievements, they might be replaced by others.

Zhao Wen watched them beheading the Tartars, and hastily drew out the long knife at his waist, imitating them, and beheading the Tartars.

Some of these Tartars had their heads smashed into pieces, and their brains flowed all over the floor, black, red, and white, sticky everywhere, exuding a disgusting smell.

Zhao Wen and others worked for a long time before beheading more than 70 Tartars.

It's not that they don't want to chop more, but that the remaining heads are smashed, and they can't be chopped off even if they want to.

Zhao Daniu pulled out the cart placed behind the beacon, piled the heads of Tartars on it, and then fixed it with soil.

Zhao Daniu put the cart around the neck of the previous horse and tied it with a rope.

"When are we leaving?" Zhao Daniu asked.

Zhao Wen looked at the sky and said, "Hurry up sooner or later, let's go now."

"Song Hu, you and Daniu will follow me. The rest of you can stay in Fengsui. Oh, yes, I will give you some more weapons. If the Tartars come again, there will be no ammunition left."

Zhao Wen ran into the beacon, like a hardworking bee, moving weapons and equipment out of the warehouse one by one.

"go!"

Zhao Wen rode on a war horse that had slacked off, flicked the whip, and headed southwest.

Song Hu rode on the horse and followed closely behind Zhao Wen.

Zhao Daniu was sitting on the cart, driving the carriage.

A group of people quickly disappeared at the end of the earth.

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"The Tartars are coming, the Tartars are coming!"

The soldiers on the wall of Xuanfu Town saw several clouds of smoke and dust rising towards the sky not far away, so they hurriedly raised their voices and shouted loudly.

"Quick, beat the gong!" A soldier in a mandarin duck battle jacket hurried to the gong and drum, picked up the sledgehammer next to him, and slammed on the gong.

"Dangdangdang!"

The sound of gongs and drums resounded on the city wall, the sound was extremely penetrating, and it spread throughout Xuanfu Town within a few breaths.The general officer of Xuanfu Town was drinking wine in an inn when he heard the sound of gongs and drums.

"What's going on?" Hou Shilu frowned and looked out the window.

"Go outside and have a look and see what happened, why there are inexplicable gongs and drums." Hou Shilu put down the wine glass in his hand, and said to the guard next to him.

"Yes!"

The personal guard ran out, and after a while, he came back in a hurry.

"It's not good, my lord, it's not good. The Tartars are calling, and there are thousands of them!" The guards shouted in shock.

"what?"

Hou Shilu stood up directly, his face full of horror.

"Go back to the Zongbing Yamen!"

Hou Shilu ran out of the inn in a hurry, and jumped directly onto the horse tied to the tree outside the inn.

"go!"

Hou Shilu flicked the horsewhip in his hand, and ran towards the Zongbing Yamen.

Along the way, panicked crowds were everywhere.

"what happened?"

Hou Shilu came to the hall of the Zongbing Yamen, looked at the generals already standing in the hall, and frowned.

"Returning to my lord, there are several thousand Tartars coming towards the Xuan Mansion, and the number is estimated to be around [-]."

A general wearing silver armor and an iron helmet stood up and said anxiously.

"When did it happen?" Hou Shilu asked.

"Just now, it probably won't be long before the Tartars came."

"Damn it!" Hou Shilu slapped his palm on the table, cursed angrily, and said, "Don't come early, don't come late, why come at this time."

"Give me an order to close the city gates tightly. No one is allowed to open the city gates without my order."

This is the only way Hou Shilu can think of at this time. The current Ming army can no longer be compared with the Ming army at the time of the founding of the country.

When encountering the Tartars attacking, the first thing that comes to mind is not how to defeat the Tartars, but to hide in the city wall and defend the city wall.

Hou Shilu sat on the main seat, looked at the general standing below, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, do you have a plan to retreat from the enemy?"

The hall fell into silence, no one dared to speak.

"My lord, the most urgent thing is to let the soldiers go up the city wall. You just need to defend Xuanfu Town. I guess the Tartars that suddenly appeared now are similar to the previous ones. They should also be hunting grass valleys. As long as they are full, they will retreat. "A tall, dark-skinned, bearded general stood up.

"That's the only way." Hou Shilu frowned.

A quarter of an hour later, countless soldiers in mandarin duck battle jackets rushed up the tall city wall of Xuan Mansion.

However, these soldiers looked like beggars.

His face was pale and disheveled, and the mandarin duck war jacket on his body was in tatters, which could only cover his body.

These soldiers stood tremblingly on the city wall, watching the Tartars approaching rapidly, their bodies trembling unceasingly.

"Everyone defend the city wall. If a Tartar attacks you, I will kill you." A hundred households kept patrolling the city wall, threatening them constantly.

The galloping horses of the Tartars galloped on the ground, and the hoofs of the horses kept beating on the ground, making a thumping sound.

The soldiers guarding the city wall looked at these menacing Tartars, and their bodies shook violently involuntarily.

"My lord, what is going on here?"

A middle-aged man dressed gorgeously, with a white face and beardless, walked into the General Soldier's Yamen, and said in a shrill voice.

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