Without further ado, just go, not only by yourself, but also by greeting the people. So, under the leadership of Tatsuya, the Bo Du tribe was the first to jump out of the circle and gallop towards the mountains to the east.

There are not many people in the Bolu tribe under Wanyan Aguta, but the quality is quite high. They are all generals who have been fighting with Ah Su for several years, and although they can't lead the Jurchen soldiers and horses after returning to the Yan Ministry, they can still be in the miscellaneous armies of other ethnic groups.

The main generals have all fled, and the miscellaneous armies of all ethnic groups have seen it, and they have to run, let's run too. As for whether the Jurchen soldiers and horses agreed or not...... They don't seem to be thinking about it now.

The appearance of the rout is the fuse of the rout, no matter how elite the troops are, they cannot avoid it, and human nature, as long as it is composed of people, it cannot escape this logic.

The subordinate soldiers of all ethnic groups ran away, followed by the Jurchen soldiers. But they were still a little proud, and they didn't want to eat dust after the defeated men of their former hands, so they ran to the swamp and tried to take the waterway.

In their opinion, horses can also swim, can drag people to swim a long distance, when there are no bridges and ferries, it is not uncommon to rely on horses to force crossing, and the golden soldiers who do not understand the power of the swamp instantly rushed into a lot.

"Damn, I really think I can Lingbo Weibu! Blow the trumpet and line up by the river! Hong Tao looked at what was happening in front of him and admired their ignorance and fearlessness.

If you enter the swamp, you will surely die, and if you are not eaten by the mud, you will be thirsty to death. That's right, it's thirst to death, the water there basically doesn't flow much, people can't drink it, they don't drink it and die of thirst, they drink it and die of diarrhea.

Those who enter the mountains are not much better, this mountain is not the Changbai Mountains in eastern Liaodong, there are prey and fruits everywhere. It's all bald mountains, and even in the summer there are no animals or fruits. Wearing a cotton coat at night is not warm, and it can heat people to death during the day. There is less water and it only takes two legs to get out...... Anyway, I don't have the ability.

Regardless of whether the Jin soldiers can run away or not, those who should be killed must be killed, and if they are not beaten and scared at one time, there will still be people who have bad thoughts in less than a year and a half, and strive to be able to fight for a few more years.

On the surface, he is inhumane to kill, but in fact he is ending the war with war. Didn't the ancients say that small goodness is like great evil, and great good is the most ruthless, this is the truth.

When the new army crawled out of the trenches to fight in the field, it was time to see the skills of the battalion commander. Unlike a bow and crossbow, firearms have a long range and require more positional coordination between each other. It cannot be said that whoever faces a weak enemy will rush and fight hard, and whoever faces a strong enemy will stop.

Once there is a staggered and confronted situation between one's own people, it is not to shoot the enemy, but to fight the enemy with his own people, and the standard killing of one thousand enemies will cost eight hundred.

The correct way to surround the enemy is to stay in the outer circle at all times, relying on the flags on the hot air balloon to communicate with each other, and slowly squeeze into the middle. Resolutely out of friendly range, artillery switched to flat-firing shotguns, unless it was necessary to fire as little as possible.

In fact, this will make the casualties greater, and sometimes the loser is already planning to surrender, but the winner is delayed, and there is no agreed surrender signal on both sides. The result is that the victors continue to shoot, and the losers can only flee. If someone runs, it will attract more shots, and more shots will make people run for their lives, and this is a vicious circle.

The new army commanded by Hong Tao was the first to drill out of the trenches, lined up in two long horizontal columns, first stood on the north bank of the Fei River and shot the Jin soldiers within the effective range, and then dragged a lot of wooden platoons to start crossing the river and continued to squeeze south.

Wang Thirty-three received the report from the hot air balloon, and also took more than 3,000 people from the forward battalion to draw a scoop according to the gourd, and the same two horizontal columns were crowded from south to north. Wang Thirty-four's artillery immediately changed their identity, leaving a small number of troops to guard the artillery positions, while the rest of the soldiers mounted their horses and headed east, blocking the road to the east.

Jin Bing's fast runners are lucky to tell, and those who run slowly are wrapped in dumplings, and they basically have to die here. Before the war, the commander had already given a clear order that no prisoners should be left, and whether they surrendered or not surrendered was a result.

10,000 against 60,000, the new army won again, if it were not for the need to deliberately sell flaws to lure the enemy deeper, the casualties would be negligible. But this battle lasted a relatively long time, from more than eight o'clock in the morning to seven o'clock in the evening, in fact, it was not over, and there were at least four or five thousand gold soldiers in the swamp.

But entering the swamp after dark to search will make the new army lose the weapon advantage, and it is not cost-effective to turn into cold weapons to strangle at close range, so just let them live for another night, as long as the east side of the swamp is held, these routs will have nowhere to run.

Either they come out and surrender and be stabbed to death with bayonets, or they will die of thirst and starvation in the swamp, or they will simply fall into a muddy pond and drown. Death is certain, and only the way to die can be freely chosen on a small scale.

After a rough overnight calculation, no less than 20,000 Jin soldiers were killed in direct battle, and no less than 10,000 were stabbed to death by the new army after being wounded. The main force of more than 60,000 gold soldiers, in addition to the more than 4,000 logistics troops stationed in Ruzhou City, has directly killed and injured more than 60%. It is still unknown how many of the remaining 20,000 or so will make it out of the swamps and mountains alive.

"Smack...... "When eating breakfast, Zhao Ji didn't choose to sit at the same table with his uncle, while eating, he would compare his two hands to the shape of a gun, and hit his uncle's back twice, his eyes were full of anger and hatred....... But as soon as Hong Tao turned around, he immediately put down his hand and ate obediently, with a well-behaved smile on his face.

The day and night had been too bad for him, first he was bitten by mosquitoes for half a night, and then he was forced to shoot and kill people.

Killing and killing numb, my uncle was still not satisfied, and kicked his back with a big foot, and stabbed the bayonet into the stomach of a Jin soldier who was not a few years older than himself. He looked at his eyes, he didn't know how to describe it, and as soon as he closed his eyes, it would appear, making people unable to sleep for a long time.

Speaking of sleeping, even without the eyes of the young Jin Bing, Zhao Ji couldn't sleep. The camp of the new army was set up on the battlefield, and the corpses of the golden soldiers were hastily piled up to make room for tents. It is difficult to say whether there are many corpses or tents, but this can effectively prevent the enemy from stealing the camp.

From night to early morning, there was no cessation of gunfire as Forces nouvelles patrols shot stragglers out of swamps and mountains. My uncle said that he would not leave any of them.

His little snoring was quite rhythmic, and he could hear it within a hundred steps, but Brother Zhao Ji was bitter. Except for Zhao Wei and Zhao Li, no one has slept in the pile of corpses, and if you start the wind a little, you can hear someone screaming, crying, wailing, and begging for mercy, and the youngest Zhao Si is sick again, scared.

Zhao Ji really wanted to break his uncle's leg with one shot, so that he could also taste that taste. Only hit the leg, and after a while, let the military doctor treat it. Uncle is hateful, but he knows too much, he can't die for the time being, and it's not too late to kill him after he learns all his skills.

"The master spends more time with them than several sons, but they are not grateful." Zhao Ji's actions could hide from Hong Tao, but he couldn't escape Baga's eyes, and he didn't think that doing so would bring too many benefits to the Wang family.

He didn't understand why his master was so concerned about other people's children, but he rarely accompanied his own children. Even if he is in Yangzi Town, he sends his children to live in school, and he can only go home for two days every ten years, and he usually doesn't see his father.

"I can teach other people's children, but my children can only be taught by others. You don't understand it now, because you don't have children. By the way, did you find a daughter-in-law? If you don't find it yourself, then don't blame me for being unreasonable and forcibly designating one for you, and it will be too late to regret it! ”

Baga's question is too amateurish, and it looks like a layman, and the ancient Chinese have already solved this problem. No matter how powerful the family is, they will not personally intervene too much in the matter of controlling and educating their children.

The usual practice is to worship one or several great Confucians as teachers, let the children move to the teacher's house to live, and follow the teacher until they get famous.