Xuanwei New Town, in the woods ten miles northeast, the Horqin tribe came out of the camp.

The autumn tigers are raging, the sun is like fire, the tribesmen and horses are shaded by the shade of the trees, and the men and horses are listless.

Xuanwei New City is the northeasternmost of the six new cities of the Ming Kingdom, and since the beginning of its construction, the Horqin tribe has carried out a long-term siege of the city.

As a result, the walls of this city are getting higher and higher day by day, and the mood of the warriors of the Horqin tribe is getting lower and lower day by day!

Ming Gou's musket is too sharp!

The tribes on the grassland, as soon as they arrived at the edge of the Ming Kingdom, the Ming dogs were in chaos, and they were greeted by a dense stream of guns and bullets.

It was difficult to get close to the walls, and as soon as they came within range of their muskets, bullets would come in, and from time to time there would be artillery attacks.

Even if it is not the edge of the city, as long as the Ming dogs are a large group of men and horses, when they encounter the Horqin tribe, they will immediately gather to fight, and the cavalry of the Horqin tribe will flee with their tails between their legs, how can they still look like warriors!

If there are few people, the Ming Dog will fight and retreat, and the tribal cavalry will catch up, and if you are not careful, you will be shot by their bullets, and sometimes the Ming Dog will throw powerful bombs.

Those who died on the spot were lucky, and if they didn't die after being shot, they would be tormented by demons--- this is what the sorcerer in the tribe said, and the bullets of Ming Dog have demonic powers!

The wounded have a fever and babbling, and there is no cure, and the lucky ones may be good, and if they are not lucky, they will hang up.

Commander Bada Rengui was in trouble, because his brother-in-law Harehaula was shot and is now lying on his body, about to hang up.

Thinking of the gossip about returning to the clan to meet his wife's mother's house, saying that he couldn't even keep himself as a thousand-commander, Bada Rengui had a headache.

The status of the commander is not low, and if he is a Ming army, he is at least a third-grade general!

Harehaula is not dead, if he dies, Bada Rengui will be sad for a while at most, and there will be a lot less trouble, but now the life that does not die is trouble.

Even Bada Rengui secretly complained that Harehaola was too positive!

At that time, they intercepted a caravan on the way, and the caravan men responded with muskets, abandoned the goods, and fled as they fought.

He's to blame!

The tribe has long said the "three noes", first, don't advance with your head held high when charging, so that the goal is too big.

Second, don't fight hard, if the dog is strong, retreat.

Third, don't chase after you succeed, the pursuit may be shot and die in vain, there is no need.

Nowadays, unlike in the past, the musket in the hand of the Ming dog has a far longer range than the bow and arrow, and everyone has a musket, and they are not vegetarians.

Harzhehala and a few boys chased after him, and they didn't listen to the shouts from behind, but the boys were fine, but he was shot in the right shoulder blade.

A blood hole was opened on the spot, and after being sent back, the Mongolian doctor in the clan debrided and treated him--- and until now, the Beiyu also understood the concept of battlefield treatment, and they seized the medicine of the Ming people and used it on their own people.

Harehaola has always had a fever, a low-grade fever that never stops, and the fever has never gone away, and what is even more terrifying is that the muscles of his right arm are black, even if he breaks his arm now, it is useless, because the muscles of his right chest have also begun to blacken.

If you cut it, cut your right breast!

Buckshot!

Hit a small hole, hit it into the body and make it bigger, the lead particles shattered, embedded in the body, it was terrible!

When Bada Rengui went to the rear of the camp, he saw some wounded people piled up on several wagons, howling loudly and loudly, like ghosts crying wolves, the air was filled with a smell of blood and a foul smell, and many big-headed green flies were buzzing.

Chasing flies all the way, Bada Rengui went to a carriage, and Harehaula lay in it.

The young man's eyes were closed, his face was red with fever, and he had been tortured to the point that he was not human, but the fire of his life was still burning tenaciously, but the more he supported, the more painful it became!

Bada Rengui called his name, but there was no response, he just shook his head slightly.

Ba Da Rengui grabbed his hand, it was very hot!

A louder groan next to him caught Bada Rengui's attention, and his eyes swept to the wounded man, and his heart trembled with his strong will that was not afraid of a strong enemy.

It was extremely disgusting, it turned out that the wounded's left eye was full of wriggling maggots, and his right eye had been eaten up by maggots!

It's an unlucky guy, he ate a bomb, it exploded nearby, the projectile blew him in the eye, and then he became this ghost!

Ba Da Rengui called a doctor, the so-called doctor, who is actually a veterinarian in the clan, and now sees patients part-time.

In the past, doctors didn't see people, and some people in the tribe were sick and unwell, and they invited shamans to do it.

After fighting with Minggou, everyone knew that the first-aid kit that Minggou was carrying was a good thing, used to save people, and it was better than the wizard.

However, the doctor said, "I have used up all the medicines......"

Ba Da Rengui frowned and reluctantly left the camp for the wounded.

These wounded were all members of the clan, and he could not abandon them, but taking them with him was painful for everyone, and when the night was quieter, the wailing of the wounded made people upset and unable to sleep!

……

Bada Rengui rode his horse and led the group, and they went around to a hill to the north, where there were some woods, and some of the tribe's cavalry lurked in it.

At the foot of the mountain was a construction site, a stockade being built by the Ming people, and when Bada Rengui entered the woods, he heard a commotion in the direction of the Ming people, and then found that his cavalry was happily fighting for me, grabbing a telescope, and saying, "Let me see!" "Let me see!"

Bada Rengui snatched the telescope angrily, looked in the direction indicated by the cavalry, and at a glance, his eyes could not leave the telescope.

The stockade was not yet finished, a deep ditch was set up, and a stage was set up on a high place, and the Ming people were acting, and under the stage there were a large number of soldiers and migrant workers, all of whom carried guns.

What greeted Ba Da Rengui's eyes was a beautiful woman dancing on the stage, the woman was beautiful, fair-skinned, her green dress fluttering, turning lightly, her soft arms were spread, and she beautifully used her body language to please everyone's soul!

Akito's woman is so beautiful, no wonder those boys have fixed their eyes.

Bada Rengui gasped!

We are fighting to the death here, and Akito still has time to enjoy the dance!

Ba Da Rengui did not know that this was a unique literary and artistic soldier of the two Chinas, and Yan Changwu, the king of the southeast, ordered the formation of a literary and artistic troupe in the armies of the two Chinas, and their task was to go down to the troops and enliven the atmosphere of the army with their entertainment performances.

In this way, in addition to other bonuses, the morale of the two Chinese armies also increased the morale of the army with the art troupe.

The art troupe is not only to let the soldiers get spiritual pleasure, but also has a deeper meaning, that is, "our situation is very good, and we still have time for everyone to watch the play, and we have to give food to support the art troupe, but we still have these extra salaries, we can afford them, we still have the strength to spare!" ”

Others watched the excitement, but Bada Rengui understood that he was in a bad mood!

Someone killed him in his back, and when he looked back, he recognized it as Abias, the herald sent by the leader of the tribe, and listened to him speak: "The chief wants to find you!" ”