"What a fierce battle, what a strong Ming army!"

Yue Tuo encountered such a fierce battle for the first time, and he felt like he had a bloody battle in Hunhe that day. Fortunately, he was determined this time, and his reaction was quite accurate and precise, and he did not suffer much loss. So he couldn't help but feel excited when he was talking.

Boerjin led his troops back and stood beside him. He was hit by a gun in his chest. Fortunately, he was hit by a pistol. The distance was a little far away. He had not broken the armor depths. He only destroyed a few pieces of his iron armor. Hearing Yue Tou's words, Boerjin shook his head gently.

Shuotou said: "Have you ever tried the death or injury?"

A Meleezhen said: "The casualties and injuries here have been checked. There are still some remains in the north that have not been brought back, and the calculation has not been completed yet."

Shuotuo said impatiently: "Let's just talk about it now."

"Our army killed more than 210 people, including the first formation, and there were less than 100 people who were seriously injured and easily touched."

"Um"

Yuetuo and Shuotuo looked at each other, and both of them felt relieved.

It is really a serious loss to face such a strong enemy, with about 300 casualties.

But Sahalian said, "How many white armor are there?"

"When I go back to Beizi," Meere said, "Before, more than a hundred people were ordinary vests, and later more than one hundred people died in battle, including more than 80 of them, all of whom were white armor."

"What?"

Yue Tuo was shocked and even hard to accept.

Sahalian nodded and said, "It is normal for our army to fight against the enemy with white armor and kill more than 80 people in battle."

At this time, Borjin said: "Five people died in my white armor, and more than twenty people died in my armor."

Yue Tuo's expression became extremely solemn. When he looked at the Ming army opposite, he no longer had that kind of relaxed appreciation. On the contrary, he had obvious caution and hostility.

Sahalian suddenly said, "I was thinking that if the enemy cavalry holds a more powerful musket, we will be in more trouble today."

Yue Tuo was worried, and he was even more displeased after hearing Sahalian's words. He waved his hand and signaled Sahalian not to say anything more.

More than eighty white armor is a serious loss of strength. If it is more than eighty ordinary armored soldiers or flag genitals, it is very common. However, the number of white armor in a 300 Niulu is only a dozen or twenty people. There are some 200 Niulu, which may be three or five white armors. Each white armor is a precious wealth. The two red flags have fifty or one Niulu, which is much stronger than the two white flags. It is only one different from the two blue flags. The number of elite soldiers is much smaller than the two yellow flags. The number of white armor in the entire two red flags is less than five hundred. The number of white armor in the entire Eight Banners is only more than two thousand less than three thousand. The last battle of Thirteen Mountains lost a large amount of white armor, which caused Nuerhaci to be furious. This time he lost a lot of white armor again. Yue Tuo was very worried.

"Let me go back as soon as possible." Yue Tuo grabbed his short and hard lip whisper in a mercy and said, "You need to report to the Khan earlier for what happened today."

"I guess they are He Yusheng's people." Sahalian was a little abnormal today, but his speech was still very organized. He said: "Their armor is very similar to the heavy armor infantry he encountered on the Thirteen Mountains that day. They are both in front and back two pieces of iron armor, thick and solid, much stronger than the iron armor worn by our white armor. Once this armor is damaged and cannot be repaired, it must be very expensive. Thousands of cavalry can equip such iron armor. Except for merchants like He Yusheng, which Ming army town can be equipped with it?"

Shuotou said in horror: "If this is the case, we will continue to trade with them. Wouldn't we support the thieves to attack us?"

Yue Tuo's expression became extremely gloomy. He was a senior leader among the rising stars of the Eight Banners and could participate in many secret matters. He knew that his Ama Daishan was very opposed to trade with the Han people and had already proposed to restrict the trade with Yusheng. In addition, Daishan proposed to reduce the number of Han people on a large scale next year. Otherwise, if there were still tens of thousands of Eight Banners in Liaodong, Liao, and southern Liaoning, it would be useless to have millions of Han people? It could not be transformed into strength. It would be a burden. It would be better to reduce the number of Han people on a large scale to reduce the burden on the Great Jin Kingdom.

Yue Tuo couldn't tell who was right or wrong about this strategy. When he talked to Huang Taiji, the eighth uncle was very opposed to the so-called severance of trade and reduction of terrorists. However, from now on, Yue Tuo felt that his father's method was right. If he continued to trade like this, he still didn't know what he would grow into.

At this moment, Yue Tuo had deeply felt that the rumors among the Mongolians were true. He Yusheng had extremely powerful force on the grassland. They had conquered the Mongolian right wing and extended their tentacles to the left wing.

After dark, the Gun Cavalry Regiment set up a camp about twenty miles away from the battlefield.

The soldiers were very tired, but the central army still blew the trumpet, and each unit set up camp, and used a spear deep into the grass to act as a horse. It was unlikely that the night Jurchens would attack at night, and the distance was far enough, but everyone felt that they could not rest assured and made stronger guards as possible.

Duoer didn't bother to rest, so he sent two squadrons to the battlefield to pick up the bodies and treat the seriously injured soldiers as much as possible. However, it took an afternoon to delay. If the slightly injured person was a minor injury, he would have returned to the brigade long ago. The seriously injured person was delayed by this time, and the possibility of healing his life was not high.

There were screams in the military doctor's tent. No matter how strong a man was, he would still scream at this time. Those who could endure the pain were beyond the reach of people.

Duoer went to the tent to see the soldiers, and then stood in front of Wang Jingzhong, silent for a long time.

The military doctor has already pinched out the iron arrow trapped in the flesh. This is a standard flat heavy arrow arrow, which is extremely powerful. However, the military doctor said that this kind of arrow is pretty good, but if it is a triangular sharp, it will be useless.

Wang Jingzhong had several broken ribs and was burning. The military doctors agreed that they could survive tonight, to survive, and hopes of survival were still great.

Duo'er resisted the urge to cry and turned around and left the tent with a calm face.

Outside the tent are the bodies of the fallen soldiers. Everyone is exhausted tonight. After evacuating tomorrow, they will look for a large amount of firewood to burn the bodies of the fallen soldiers and send them back to Lizhuang with their ashes.

This is already a habit, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Duoer stared at Liu Jingrong's body and said nothing for a long time.

Like Wang Jingzhong, Liu Jingrong was also an old subordinate who had been with Duoer for many years. At that time, everyone was not allowed to take him away at night in the border army. In the 47th year of Wanli, 6 returned to Zhang Han's tent. He spent so many years together, sharing honor and disgrace. His friendship on the battlefield was a chariot of entrusting each other's lives. Unexpectedly, he died as a senior officer today, and he still had a young son in his family. Duoer couldn't help but feel a little guilty, thinking that if he hadn't insisted on fighting this battle, Liu Jingrong should still be alive at this time.

However, Duoer was grateful that due to the complex situation on the battlefield, the Gun Cavalry Regiment and the Jurchens did not collide together immediately. After the fight started, it became dark quickly. Otherwise, looking at the final situation, the Jurchens had already figured out that the gun cavalry's muskets were not powerful and the cavalry was not very powerful. If a large number of rangers were dispatched to fight, the losses of the gun cavalry would definitely be much greater than that now.

If the Jurchens chose to hedge the cavalry at the beginning, the Gun Cavalry regiment would end up being defeated by the end.

Of course, it is impossible for the Later Jin side to pay such a small price, and the number of casualties will be much greater than the current result.

This is a test and is an acceptable result for both parties.

"The person who picked up the bodies of the fallen soldiers is back." Niu Qinzhong, deputy commander of the regiment, and Li Pingxia, the military and political army, came over together, both of them looked solemn.

Niu Qinzhong said: "There are no serious wounded alive. Our people and the Jurchens are also collecting the bodies. Both sides are still restrained and did not fight. The bodies of our army and the bodies of the other party are transported back to each other."

"How many soldiers have been killed in our army this time?"

"I just counted it." Li Pingxia said: "There are 431 soldiers who died in battle in our army and 57 seriously injured. One of them may not survive tonight, which means that we will die at least about 450 people in battle. In addition, there are about 300 or 400 people who are slightly injured this time, which is really a heavy loss!"

Niu Qinzhong instigated his lips and said, "The morale of the army has been shaken after the fight. Fortunately, it will be dark, but the consequences will be unpredictable."

As for He Yusheng, he could withstand at least about 30% of the casualties, and the cavalry and hunting cavalry regiments could withstand more. Duoer was very dissatisfied with Niu Qinzhong's words. The fighting spirit and morale of the Gun Cavalry regiment were obviously not worthy of the two words "elites", but at this time Duoer was unwilling to say more. He just nodded with a serious expression and said, "We will write the results of the battle report overnight, and send Tangma to the first tomorrow morning to report it to the master."

"I don't know if I will be punished this time." Niu Qinzhong looked a little panicked. Duoer looked at some officers around him, and everyone looked the same. He didn't want to say more, so he waved his hand and asked the two to retreat.

Shortly after the first regiment of the gun cavalry went to Bahrain, several Tang horses rushed to Grejurgen City with Liaoyang's new orders. Shortly after the Houjintang horses entered, more than a hundred He Yusheng's troops followed a huge caravan and entered the city.

This royal city of Korqin is completely different from what Zhang Han passed by seven years ago.

At that time, this so-called "city" was just a gathering point for a large group of wooden fences and yurts, and it was the military and political center of the Korqin tribes, and that was it.

The tribes of the Northern Lu were all poor. The Korqin tribes were not as rich as the Tumote and Kalaqin tribes in the west. When Zhang Han passed by, he was very moved that the so-called royal city was not as good as the slightly larger towns in Shanxi, and it was too far behind.

A few years later, due to a large number of caravans passing by every year, this city is completely different from that time.

The city has expanded several times in size, the wooden walls have been significantly reinforced, and more yurts have appeared, and a large number of houses with earthen or brick and stone structures have appeared.

The most conspicuous thing is that a large Buddhist temple was built in the middle of the city, covering an area of ​​dozens of acres, with hundreds of houses and halls. There are painted gold on the top of the halls and pavilions, shining in the sun, and golden.

Yang Sisun and part of the 7th Regiment's headquarters were stationed in this Mongolian city. They came to reconnaissance lightly. A while ago, it was rumored that Lin Danhan would raise up another army to attack the Korqin divisions. The 7th Regiment was stationed in the adjacent areas of Kalaqin and the five Neikalka tribes. After hearing the information, the defense line pushed forward more than 100 kilometers. Yang Sisun went forward with the trade convoy and went to Korqin to observe the enemy situation-

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