A small soldier of the frontier army in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 525 Encountering the enemy
Xie Yike breathed a sigh of relief when he reached the side of Nvnuhe.

The south bank of the Daughter River was mostly where the Ming army was active. Although there were still Tartar sentry cavalry here, compared to the north bank of the Daughter River, the danger index dropped several points in a row.

But Xie Yike is still very careful, danger often comes when he is most relaxed, he doesn't want to cause any accident because of his negligence, and the extreme joy turns into sorrow.

At the same time, Xie Yike was full of joy. His team had gained a lot from this outpost, and they had obtained detailed information about Baimiaobao. His brother-in-law must be very happy when he goes back.But this time, several brothers in the team died in battle, and six or seven were seriously injured. Thinking of this, no matter how optimistic and active Xie Yike was, he couldn't help feeling sad.

Like the north bank, the south bank of the Daughter River is also luxuriant, with various bushes and weeds one after another, which seems to be a dense and continuous area, and the complexity is enough to make people dizzy.Any battle on the map, those who talk about war on paper, will be beaten to death in this kind of terrain.

This is also the reason why there are few large-scale night raids in this era. Except for a small number of elite troops, night combat rarely occurs.

Even if he thinks he has a good sense of direction, and there are stars and moons in the sky, Xie Yike still has to stop and go, stopping from time to time to determine the direction.Following behind him, Nuo Ye Bu Shou also walked cautiously. It is not known if there are Tartars riding on horseback in this area, so everyone is very vigilant.

The terrain under their feet is still ups and downs, everyone must maintain their center of gravity, so as not to accidentally fall and lose their feet.

After walking for a while, Xie Yike suddenly raised his left hand again, immediately everyone stopped and looked around vigilantly.

Xie Yike's nose twitched and his ears were raised up. Suddenly, his left hand waved, and immediately put the chief Ma Ziren, the deputy chief, and the team officer who never closed at night on the "bench", bowed their heads, and quickly came to Xie Yike's side.Xie Yike whispered a few words to the two, then pointed to a direction to the left.

The two cheered up and listened carefully for a while. They couldn't help admiring Xie Yike's sensitive sense of smell, especially Jie Yifeng, and even regarded Xie Yike as their idol.

He thought to himself: "Grandpa Xie just thinks differently. He hasn't been in the sentinel camp for a long time, but just returned, he is so outstanding. It's really a natural night."

Since returning from fighting the rogues, Jie Yifeng has gained a lot of merit and was promoted to deputy general. This time he went out with Xie Yike, which can be said to have obtained rich spying results, and increased his admiration for Master Xie.

Everyone in the Sharp Whistle Camp usually calls Xie Yike Master Xie. In fact, Xie Yike also has a nickname, Brother Yike, but Jie Yifeng can't call him that.

Ma Ziren thought: "These tartars dare to smoke pipes in the wild, and they really don't know how they will die when they meet brother Xie with a nose that is sharper than a dog."

The three of them whispered a few words, the bench beckoned, and immediately the big girl, the second girl, and the actor tiptoed to follow, and their figures quickly disappeared into the night and disappeared among the weeds.

The bench has a stout body, but it moves very nimbly, like a cheetah, landing silently.Da Ya and Er Ya were in the sharp whistle camp, and they were even more famous for their agility. They came back soon, Jie Yifeng had a grin on his face, and the Da Ya brothers, the actor and the others were also full of excitement.

"There are only ten Tartars, and they are not on guard."

"it is good!"

Xie Yike's eyes flashed coldly, and the left hand that was pressing on his mustache immediately moved away, and he quietly arranged, except for a few people who stayed behind to guard the wounded horses, the rest of the more than 30 sergeants were not accepted at night, and all went out with him.

The whole group got excited, took off their weapons at hand from the horse, and quickly got ready.

Ma Ziren used a long knife, Jie Yifeng still used a round shield and a hammer, brothers "Da Ya" and "Er Ya" and opera singers used to use hand guns and Lumi guns, but now they all replaced Zhang Qiang. The crossbow was stringed, and a poisoned arrow was pulled out from the crossbow case and fired.

Poisoned arrows were widely used in the Ming army, but poisoned arrows have a disadvantage, that is, the raw materials are difficult to extract, it is impossible to equip them on a large scale, and they are stored for a short time. Equipped with poisoned arrows.

As for the hand guns of the Jingbian army, although they are powerful, if they are hit at close range, even Ba Yala's three layers of heavy armor can't resist them.However, the hand guns caused a lot of noise. Although the Sharp Whistle Camp did not allow everyone to have a few hand guns at night, they still used strong bows and crossbows for sneak attacks and assassinations during sentry on weekdays.

Under Xie Yike's arrangement, the [-]-odd people who attacked did not stop at night, but most of them took out their bows and crossbows on their horses, preparing to kill those Tartar guards quietly. This is not a ring competition, so it is naturally beneficial Come.

The group of people quickly got ready. In the starlight, their eyes flashed faintly, like a pack of wolves preparing to hunt.

In Xie Yike's hand gesture, they were quickly divided into several groups, covering up in several directions.

Soon, Xie Yike and others tiptoed to a tree. The tree was extremely deserted, surrounded by weeds. There were only a few tall poplar trees in the middle, and there was a flat land between the poplar trees.

Under the moonlight, I saw a few Tartar soldiers resting quietly against a big tree. These Tartars were all short and stocky, with obvious signs of bow legs. They seemed to be wearing blue armor, equipped with scimitars and horns. Bow, only one person leaning on the shoulder of the Sulu Ding with wolf skin hanging, it seems to be the sentinel of the Mongolian Zhenglan Banner.

They were very careful, and occasionally talked a few words, but also in a low voice. Some horses stood quietly by the side, and they were all on the bit. In addition, the land was surrounded by grass, so it was inconvenient to search for it. It was indeed a hiding place. good place.

However, one person was happily smoking a cigarette, which exposed their position and put the pedestrians in danger.

Tobacco smoking was very prevalent in Liaodong at this time, regardless of the Ming army and Qing army. These Mongolian Eight Banners soldiers may have lived in the Qing Dynasty for a long time, and they have also acquired the habit of smoking.

Xie Yike quietly hid in the grass, the dense weeds completely covered his figure.Ma Ziren also hid beside him, and quietly pushed aside some weeds, peeping through the gaps in the thin grass.

The two also saw that it seemed that a Tartar sentry was hiding under a big tree.

Suddenly, the sentinel seemed to notice something, or perhaps felt that the surroundings were too quiet and weird. This was an unspeakable premonition of a warrior who has fought a hundred battles.

He looked at Xie Yike suddenly, and it was at this moment.

Whoosh!
A streamer flashed in the moonlight.

"Pounce!" With a sound, the Tartar sentry fell obliquely, and a crossbow arrow from the left side hit him in the neck.

The arrow was so powerful that it rolled him straight out. He clutched his neck tightly and struggled desperately.

The Tazi soldiers in the forest were taken aback, they didn't react too slowly, they immediately jumped up to get their bows and arrows.

But they just reacted.

Whoosh whoosh!
The dense arrows were shot one after another, and the direction was uncertain, as if there were enemy archers in all directions.

The muffled groans continued, and most of the Mongolian Zhenglan flag sentry riders in the forest rolled to the ground in a blink of an eye, fell to the ground and struggled.

The Jingbian army's powerful crossbows are so powerful that they don't accept them at night, and they use poisonous arrows. As long as they are hit by the arrows, they will not be killed or seriously injured in the blink of an eye.

The Tartar soldier who was smoking a pipe was shot in the mouth by an arrow, and the crossbow shot out through his brain, driving him to hit a big tree behind him. The eyes and the body just twitched vigorously.

Only the Boda holding the Sulu Ding had the quickest reaction, as if he had not passed through his brain, he rolled on the ground suddenly, barely avoiding a few cold arrows shot, and then rolled and jumped up all of a sudden, with a right hand, Sulu Ding was already in hand.

He rushed up, under the moonlight, his figure was as vigorous as an ape, and it seemed that his premonition was very strong, and while jumping like an ape, he narrowly avoided a few crossbow arrows.

However, he is human after all, and his body has limited reflexes. Their opponent, Yebushu from the Jingbian army, is also not easy to deal with.

puff!
A powerful arrow was shot at a tricky angle, piercing his left shoulder, stretching the power of the crossbow, and even letting the arrow protrude from behind his back.

The huge momentum caused him to stagger backwards, and finally fell even more.

Under the moonlight, a black figure leaped like a leopard, and a cold light appeared in front of the expert.

The Zhuanda opened his eyes to the widest, exerted all his strength, and rolled over again.

Kankan climbed up, when a black object hit him, and with a bang, it hit the boss on the head.

Pieces of meat and brain spray, the Boda shrank to the ground without making a sound.

Before losing consciousness, he seemed to see a huge figure with a strange shape, a huge head, and a huge hammer.

Is it a bear?Not like.

After the bench knocked down the Boda, he slammed down the Boda several times with the hammer in his hand, until the Boda's head was smashed into a pile of pieces of meat, and then he let out a sound and proudly said: "If you are as cunning as a ghost, you can do it! You want to drink the footwashing water from my bench."

……

This sneak attack ended in a very short time without any major disturbances.

Xie Yike and the others were numerous, with a large number of powerful arrows and poisonous arrows, and the opponent was unprepared, so victory in the battle was taken for granted.

There were no casualties on our side in this battle. After the battle, the corpses of ten Tartar soldiers lay here and there in this forest area. Except for the Tartar Boda who was not like a human, the rest of the corpses were all in strange shapes. Twisted state, this is the power of Jingbian Army's poisonous arrows.

Looking at these corpses, Xie Yike chuckled and said: "On the way home, there are such harvests. It's really good luck on our side."

The comrades-in-arms beside him laughed happily, and everyone was happy to get a small victory.

Xie Yike carefully scanned the surrounding area with his nimble eyes, and said: "This place is not suitable for staying for long, take the Tartar's horse and let's go."

Those trophies are already insignificant, and the heads of the Tartars are not very attractive to Xie Yike and others. This area is still a dangerous place, and it is better to leave early.

At that moment, everyone joined the people left behind and quietly left this place. It seemed that the battle just now had never happened.

Only the corpses of those alien races were left lying quietly on this land that did not belong to them.

After that, Xie Yike was still cautious, but along the way, he didn't meet the Tartar guard cavalry again.

After crossing the river beach, everyone rode on their horses. When the sky was bright, they had already passed the area of ​​the reclining Buddha temple.

There are often sentry cavalry of the Ming army setting off in front, seeing safety, and the sentry has succeeded, and the whole group is full of laughter.

Xie Yike habitually stroked his sexy mustache, turned back and smiled and said, "This time the brothers did a good job. I went back to see the general. I will give credit to the brothers!"

Every night if they don't accept it, they all talk in one go: "Thank you so much, Lord."

"I'm afraid I'll get a lot of merit when I go back this time."

Suddenly Xie Yike frowned, and saw smoke billowing in front of him, he took out the binoculars and said angrily: "It's the Tartars, there are still many people."

Ma Ziren took back the binoculars, with the same serious expression: "I'm afraid there will be no less than 50 people."

(End of this chapter)