Be the emperor from the postman

Chapter 399 Ending (Part [-])
This group of Mongolian Tartars who came from Liaodong were unable to resist the government and army of Datong Prefecture last year, and even Datong County was almost captured.

It is heard that the Dai Wang in the county moved out boxes of silver to the city to reward the defenders, and then the Mongol Tartars were killed and retreated.

The money was delivered to the hands of the king himself, and there were almost no middlemen to make the difference, even the dead.

Therefore, this year Lin Danhan attacked Datong again, and the Ming defenders were finally stronger than last year.

This group of Mongols robbed the people in Datong Mansion last year, captured tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians on the grassland, and made them slaves.

Therefore, after entering the Inner Great Wall, these people are very familiar with killing and looting these Han people.

He Jinzhao listened to the farther and farther howling of the man named Lakshin, and the soldiers around him beheaded the Mongol heads and piled them aside, so he sat on the spot with his knife in his hand.

Even though these Mongolian cavalry did not kill the people under their direct control, they were all ordinary people.

They can kill them recklessly, and they can kill you recklessly!

He Jinzhao pinched the worthless silver hairpin in his hand, and suddenly smiled. In the eyes of officials, are ordinary people nothing?

It's all firewood!

I congratulate you that a small postman can be abandoned by the Ming court, and these honest people who pay taxes can also be abandoned.

For what they call the Ming court, benevolence, righteousness and morality, it is a pity to sacrifice a lot of firewood.

The only thing that can't be sacrificed is those who light the firewood. Are you a bunch of firewood worthy of being compared with others?

The so-called normal work, you have to sacrifice dedication.

But once you want to share the money, you are not eligible to take it.

In order to destroy me and He Jinchao, the dog officer did not hesitate to lure wolves into the house, and took the initiative to let the Mongols pass through the Inner Great Wall and Yanmen Pass, the head of the Nine Fortresses.

I don't know who is so smart who presides over this matter?
He Jinzhao knew more about the world of Daming.

He felt more and more that the madman's sentence that history has no time and no era, and the words "benevolence, righteousness and morality" were crookedly written on every page, but the words "cannibalism" written all over the book were real descriptions, not crazy words.

"what."

Lakshin was dragged back, and the battle was probably over.

He Jinzhao cast his eyes and put away the silver hairpin: "The Zhao family's dog is barking again, and it looks like he is calling for his companions."

Kill the Zhao family dog ​​first, and then kill the Zhao family master!

He Jinzhao didn't make him wait too long, except for the dozen or so Mongolian cavalry who first swam across the river and escaped.

The remaining 710 three rides.

320 and seven people were killed by intensive artillery fire, and 130 people were killed by He Zan repeatedly.

Five people died in the horse trap, one prisoner was 230, and less than 20 people escaped to the mountains.

Listening to He Zan's report, He Jinzhao didn't think the smell of blood on his armor was unpleasant, but he probably got used to it after smelling it too much.

Those who were seriously injured and survived were all tied behind the horses, and Zhou Da's men were asked to clean up the battlefield.

"Order the mayors of the surrounding villages to lead farmers and soldiers to patrol day and night, and reward 50 taels of silver for catching a Mongolian. We must not let these slip-through fish harm the people under my rule."

"Yes."

Several messengers who had been on standby galloped on their horses and ran back to notify the village on the other side of the mountain.

"The Mongolian cavalry who were seriously injured and survived, don't make up for it. All the captives are tied to the horses and dragged back."

"Yes."

He Zan responded, after all, the captain has not had the habit of mistreating the captives, so it must be the Mongol Tartars who did something evil.

Qing Getai was the commander of the ten men. He took the lead to cross the river with his men to explore the way. He never thought that just halfway across the river, he heard the loud sound of guns and guns behind him.

They were so scared that they swam to the opposite bank at a faster speed.

Then he watched the Mongolian warriors all fall in a pool of blood, like a dead dog.

Tell them loudly, let them swim over quickly, but unfortunately, under the crowd, more people were killed.

It was as if hail had fallen on the surface of the river, causing ripples. Many Mongolian warriors wanted to jump into the river to swim, but they were all hit by bullets.

This battle made Qing Getai terrified. He had never seen Mongolian warriors being killed indiscriminately, but he couldn't fight back.

When he saw a large number of enemy cavalry charging over, the sound of guns and artillery stopped completely, and many warriors knelt down and begged for surrender.

Especially on the other side, there was a man with a horizontal knife on his horse, pointing a long knife at himself.

Qing Getai was so frightened that he didn't even care about putting on his clothes. He hurriedly got on his horse and ran away with his remaining dozen or so people.

The unscathed centurion Dulatu knelt down and begged for surrender, without any intention of resisting at all.

Thousand commander Su He was beaten into a sieve, and the other centurions were not much better. Wu Yun was directly blasted half of the head, just when I asked him to run to his side to avoid it.

That scene frightened Mandu Ratu, who usually called himself a warrior, couldn't help but yelled.

Especially when he saw Lakshin, who was also a centurion, like cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered, Mandu Ratu was so frightened that he lowered his head.

Out of nine centurions, he was the only one left intact.

When he was dragged in front of a young man and kicked down, he hurriedly lay down on the ground, afraid that he would touch the nobleman's back scales.

He Jinzhao listened to the introduction of the soldiers on the side, that he was the biggest fish he caught, and he was an intact centurion.

As for the commander of the Mongolian cavalry, several large holes were punched in his body, and the blood was almost bleeding.

He Jinzhao didn't just nod, and ordered the cavalry to drag the group of captives back to the Tianhu camp twenty miles away.

Hang all these Mongols upside down in front of the camp.

Tian Hu and Liu Erhu had already completed the siege of the Ming army that fought against Ningwu Pass, and except for a few who slipped through the net, most of them were captured.

"Captain." Tian Hu stepped forward to salute.

"Good job."

He Jinzhao jumped off his horse and asked him to hang all the Mongols dragging along behind him in front of the camp, and hang their heads on the flagpoles.

Tian Hu stared at the gang of black tartars from Liaodong, and with just one glance, he knew that he hadn't escaped much.

The cavalry soldiers under the captain's command are indeed very elite.

The black tartars were excellent in riding and archery, but they all fell into the hands of the captain.

Previously, the two brothers Tian Hu and Tian Bao did not see He Jinzhao's defeat of Cao Wenzhao's Guan Ning iron cavalry.

But today they saw the fate of these Mongolians, and they were convinced.

He Jinzhao is not only able to buy people's hearts, but the most important thing is that he can really fight!

With the progress of this project, Tian Ming, the commander-in-chief of Shanxi Town, observed through clairvoyance, and this group of Mongolians was also defeated.

"Damn it."

Tian Ming hammered down the walls of the city wall angrily, and the so-called Taiji didn't follow his command.

It's all right now, none of his people will be alive.

What He Jinzhao did was to warn those Mongols, but unfortunately they couldn't see it.

Tian Ming thought for a while, then snorted coldly: "Go and invite that Mongolian Taiji to come over and let him watch a good show. This is the end of not going to the rescue."

(End of this chapter)