"Captain! What did you say to Xiao Shitou? Why did this kid chase the Tartars like gunpowder and never finish killing, and he didn't even hear the order to retreat!" Mazi said helplessly.

Hu Zicang twitched a few times when he heard this, raised his head and slapped Ma Zi on the head, scolding him, "I'm so embarrassed to say Shi Tou, didn't you hear it either?"

"Hehe! I was hooked by little stones, I forgot to listen!

Captain, don’t be angry. What should we do if we are separated from the brigade?" Mazi was not annoyed after being hit for a moment, and said with a smile.

"I know what to do? I ran for the middle of the night and didn't know where I was. What else can I do?" Hu Zicang said angrily.

Last night, Qi Jin led a brigade to attack the Bahua Tribe, and the 7th Musketeers, who were fire support, participated in the battle with four other Musketeers.

The battle went very smoothly, and the unprepared Fried Flower Farm was killed by the postmen and blood flowed into a river. Just when Qi Jin thought it was another big victory, a Tatar team appeared in the distance.

Although there were only a few hundred people, no one knew whether there were more Tatars behind them.

Qi Jin decisively ordered the retreat, gathered the postmen and retreated south. However, no one in the tragic seventh team heard the order.

It was not until the Tatars appeared near the camp that they realized something was wrong. Hu Zicang did not dare to stay in the flower-fried department, and rushed out with his men and escaped in a panic.

He ran until dawn to get rid of the pursuers behind him, but the Seventh Team was completely lost and could not figure out where he was. He could only find a small forest to stop and rest.

"Captain! It's all my fault. I didn't hear the military order. You punish me!" Xiao Shitou said with a guilty look on his face.

"Okay! Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in heaven. If there is any mistake, all of us are wrong!

The west and north will definitely go deep into the grassland, and you can only go home by walking to the southeast.

When the war horses recovered their strength, we would go southeast and maybe we could return to the Ming Dynasty!" No one opposed Hu Zicang's proposal, and the people from the Seventh Team began to get busy.

While making a fire and cooking, you also have to take care of the war horses. All the postmen came to the West Mountain and the first lesson they were trained was to take care of the war horses.

The reason why postmen are strong in combat is inseparable from the chariots. The horse pulling the chariot is the top priority. If the war horse does not have enough physical strength, the chariot is a waste.

Fortunately, after entering the grassland, there is no shortage of war horses. The original slow horses have been replaced, but now the four horses pulling the cart are all carefully selected good horses.

After feeding some beans to the war horses, several people sat down to eat something. Before they finished eating, they heard a shout: "The Tartars are catching up!"

Several people quickly threw down their things and put the war horse on the cart. Just as they were ready, the people who were on guard also ran over.

"Heizi! Get in the car!" Hu Zicang greeted him, and Heizi jumped into the carriage flexibly.

Xiao Shi shook the reins and shouted: "Hold!" The four war horses raised their hooves as big as bowls and rushed out of the woods and headed towards the southeast.

As soon as they rushed out of the woods, they saw dozens of horses chasing them from afar. Although Xiaoshi beat the war horses hard, they still could not stop the Tatars from approaching.

Although the chariots built by Xishan Workshop are excellent, they are still slower than the Tatar cavalry that rides alone.

Hu Zicang leaned his body against the carriage, raised the musket in his hand, and pointed it at the Tatars who were getting closer and closer.

Feeling the bumpy carriage, Hu Zicang took a deep breath, his eyes locked tightly through the barrel, chasing the Tatars in front.

At this moment, time seemed to be slow, and the muzzle was jumping up and down, pointing at the Tatars, Hu Zicang pulled the trigger.

A gunshot of "Bang!", the Tatars who were chasing reluctantly fell off the horse, immediately attracting cheers from the chariot.

"Captain is good at shooting!"

Hu Zicang put away his musket and hid in the carriage. While loading the musket, he cursed: "Shaotemu flatters him and fight back! Kill the Tatars!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Gunshots in the chariots rang one after another, and the Tatars did not dare to chase them openly, and scattered to the left and right.

An arrow shot from "Swoosh!" and nailed it to the carriage and kept shaking.

"Be careful! The Tatars are shooting arrows!" Hu Zicang shouted, fired again, and quickly retracted. It was only one chariot, so it was so difficult to block dozens of cavalrymen.

Although the people in the car kept fighting back, they were still chased closer and closer by the Tatars. As the distance was pulled in, the Tatars' arrows also threatened much more.

As soon as Mazi raised the musket, he screamed, and the gap in his arm guard was shot, and he squatted on the ground with his arms covering his arms.

"Heizi! The Tatars are catching up and protecting Xiaoshitou!" Hu Zicang shouted, knocking down an enemy again.

"Okay, unless I die, no one can move a stone!" Kuroko agreed, carried a musket, grabbed a spear, and prepared to take action at any time.

A Tatar cavalry approached the chariot and rushed up with a steel knife. Heizi saw the opportunity and suddenly stood up, stabbing the enemy in the chest with a shot.

The Tatars screamed and fell off the horse, and the spear in Heizi's hand was also taken down by the man. Another man passed over the chariot and appeared beside the stone, slashing at the stone with a knife.

The stone waving the reins with both hands had nowhere to hide. Facing the cut-off steel knife, he bit his teeth and took the initiative to put his head up.

Shi Tou knew that the postmen's plate armor was the best one to build was the helmet. Unless it was smashed with heavy weapons, it would not be destroyed at all.

"Clang!" The sound of gold and iron clashed, and Shi Tou almost fainted. His body shook for a few times, barely stabbing his body without falling from the chariot.

Just as the Tatars swung their swords again, the blacksword in the carriage grabbed an explosion arrow and carried it behind his back, and jumped toward the enemy on the horse's back.

The Tatars never expected that Heizi would jump over and be kicked off by Heizi.

"Heizi!" Xiao Shitou exclaimed, and when he turned around, he no longer had Heizi's figure. Could it be that Heizi was also dismissed?

In this case, there is no chance to survive. In order to save himself, he lost a brother who was together day and night, and Shi Tou's eyes instantly became wet.

Suddenly! A hand appeared on the empty horse's back, grabbing the saddle and climbing up hard.

Then a helmet was exposed, and Kuroko showed up and turned over and rode on the war horse.

"Heizi! You are so awesome!" Xiao Shitou's voice was filled with surprise, and he couldn't help but scream.

"Heizi! Good! When I go back, I will hold the most expensive banquet in the VIP building. Don't want to leave if I don't get drunk!" Hu Zicang also shouted excitedly.

"Captain! Little Shitou! Everyone! We are royal postmen, invincible postmen!

Keep the banquet for me, and you will not be drunk until I come back!" Heizi lifted his face and squeezed a smile on his face.

"Heizi! Stop, what are you going to do?" Hu Zicang exclaimed, Heizi turned the other end and rushed towards the Tatar cavalry.
Chapter completed!