At this time, Li Maohui actually thought of "Journey to the West" and thought of Zhu Bajie. When encountering such a dangerous situation, the only way to learn Zhu Bajie was to disperse. As for where they will go after they break up, it is not clear. Anyway, just escape with a surname for the time being. Perhaps, all the way to the west, to flee into the Tatar Tumut tribe, or to the west to Yarkand, or even the Ottoman Empire, is a way of life.

In fact, without waiting for Li Maohui to give an order, the Ming troops under his command surrendered and scattered. When the news of Zhuanglang City being conquered and Bahlu being killed came, no one could calm down. When they heard about the arrival of the Tartars, it was a plate of loose sand, and now, the white-clothed army, which is more fierce than the Tartars, has arrived, where do they still have a decisive battle? Hearing the sound of horses' hooves in front of him like thunder, and seeing the number of white-clothed cavalry increasing, if you don't leave at this time, when will you stay?

Gao Jie swiped, pulled out his waist knife, and was ready to kill. This guy is indeed a bit heavy to kill the surname, and every time he goes to the battlefield, he immediately thinks of killing someone. The Mastiff Cavalry has such a murderous leader, and the combat style is naturally seriously affected. After every battle, the mastiff cavalry never took prisoners. It's not that they can't catch it, it's that they don't want to catch it at all. In addition, in the last battle with Lin Dan Khan, the warriors of the Mastiff Cavalry Army were also stimulated a little. They are becoming more and more like the legendary Tibetan mastiffs, who do not give their opponents any way to survive as long as they enter the battle.

"Gao Jie, don't kill indiscriminately! These people are useful to us! Gao Yigong suddenly shouted. In the battle sequence of the white-clothed army, except for Xu Xingxia, the only one who can curb Gao Jie's killing is Gao Yigong. Gao Yigong's seniority is higher than Gao Jie's, and his age is also older than Gao Jie, under normal circumstances, Gao Jie is still willing to listen to it.

"Are you sure it works?" Gao Jie said disapprehantly.

"It's the chairman who thinks it's useful! They are all Han Chinese! They surrendered because of the leadership of their superiors, and their own culpability was not very serious, so it was enough to punish some of the leaders. You've killed them all, who's going to farm? Who will plow the land? Once the Tartars retreat, the entire town of Gansu will be under our control. If there is no one to plough the land for farming and grazing, how can we continue to fight? Gao Yigong said earnestly.

Gao Jie hesitated for a moment, and slowly inserted the waist knife back. If Gao Yigong thinks so, Gao Jie will probably not take it to heart, should he go on a killing spree or continue to kill. However, since Xu Xingxia also thinks so, he has to think about it seriously. No matter how arrogant he is, he can't be so arrogant that he doesn't listen to Xu Xingxia's words! He can still tell the weight of this. However, after a while, he said a little unwillingly: "Don't stay the officer, right?" ”

Gao Yigong knew that he was uncomfortable not killing a few people, so he had to say: "You can watch it!" ”

Gao Jie immediately clamped the horse's belly and rushed to the front in a hurry. He was going to kill a few people. If you are paralyzed, you can't kill those who are soldiers, but you can always kill those who are officials! The reason why the soldiers were forced to surrender and avoid death is indeed reasonable. However, if the official surrenders on his own initiative, how can he not find a reason to avoid death, right? It seems that Li Maohui, Li Guozhen, Liu Fengxi and the like, treason and betrayal, the crime is extremely heinous, the crime is serious, and it is not enough to die 10,000 times!

Gao Yigong shook his head and rushed forward with his troops. He had to continue to supervise Gao Jie. Otherwise, this kid agreed on the surface, but behind his back, he quietly let go, and let the mastiff cavalry kill all the Ming army soldiers, and the loss would be great. As he said, the huge Gansu town, which does not have enough people to graze and cultivate the land, how can it support the white-clothed army to fight? Without production, where does the combat effectiveness come from?

Originally, the population of Gansu Town was seriously insufficient. At the beginning, when the large-scale migration of military households from the interior passed, the number was far from sufficient. Later, a large number of military households fled, and the population of Gansu Town was even more insufficient. Previously, some people have calculated that the number of Han people in Gansu Town may be less than 300,000. Now that the war is in full swing, this number may have to be drastically reduced. Such a small population obviously cannot meet the needs of economic development! However, it is quite difficult to move people from the interior. If you are not a desperate person, who would want to come to Gansu Town!

"Bang bang bang!"

"I surrender! I give up! Don't kill me! ”

"Don't get me wrong! I'm not a Tartar! I don't have a weapon! Don't kill me! ”

At this time, the entire bottom of the canyon is already herding sheep. These Ming soldiers soon discovered that as infantry, it was impossible for them to escape when they encountered the cavalry of the white-clothed army. Resistance is even more impossible. There was no choice but to raise your hand and surrender. A large number of Ming soldiers knelt on the ground, raised their hands, and kept begging for mercy. They were terrified, pale, and trembling, fearing that death would befall them. Because of their large numbers, they occupy almost both sides of the canyon, dense as ants, and the scene is very spectacular.

"Cannon!"

"It's all mine!"

Gao Jie's undisguised eyes lit up and he was salivating.

In the middle of those Ming soldiers, dozens of cannons were placed crisply there, like a shy little girl, waiting for someone to take her away. The Ming army, who was originally in charge of the cannon, all squatted on the ground and raised their hands high. Gao Jie roughly counted, there were almost a hundred. This made his heart flutter instantly. With so many cannons, even if the Tartars were overwhelming, his mastiff cavalry would be able to withstand it.

The mastiff cavalry led by Gao Jie had a full 3,000 people. With the addition of the lion cavalry army, the total strength is almost 5,000 people. The infantry of the Ming army brought by Li Maohui was about 10,000 people. 5,000 cavalry, against 10,000 infantry, it's just handy! If it weren't for the limitations of the terrain, the cavalry of the White Army would have surrounded all the enemies long ago. Due to the narrow terrain and the large number of personnel, it is unrealistic for Gao Jie to snatch the cannon in one go.

Of course, not everyone is willing to surrender. These follow-up troops of Bachluch also had two thousand-man detachments of Tartars. They were at the back of the line and were in charge of overseeing the formation. The Ming army in front of them was scattered, and they directly confronted the white-clothed army. I have to say that the fighting courage of these Tatar cavalry is also quite strong. Although they were outnumbered by only two thousand troops, and they knew that the general trend was gone, they still launched an attack on the white-clothed army.

There were too many people in the canyon, and there were too many war horses, so it was impossible to gallop at all. In such a narrow area, the cavalry could not exert its power at all. All the Tartar archers dismounted from their horses, with bows and arrows in their hands and scimitars at their waists, and rushed directly at the white-clothed army on foot. Wherever they walked, as long as there were soldiers from the Ming army, they were all hacked to death. As a result, they were stunned and cut a path of attack.

"Kill!"

"Brothers!"

"the dog's tartar!"

Gao Jie's blood was agitating, and he pulled out the scimitar without hesitation.

The paralyzed Tartar is really fierce enough, and in this environment, he still has the courage to attack! Yes! Since you are so kind, my brother will accompany you!

Inside the canyon, the distance between the two sides is very close, and the white-clothed army is obviously at a loss. The bayonet of the moon gun is certainly not as powerful as the scimitar and bow and arrow of the tartar! Looking at the posture of the Tartars to attack, it is obvious that they are out of the way. From the moment they came up, they didn't think about going back alive. I have to say that this kind of posture is still a bit shocking, and it puts a lot of pressure on the opponent. However, the white army has also been prepared for this for a long time. The soldiers of the Mastiff Cavalry, lined up in horizontal formations, used their horses as a cover, and fired at the Tatar cavalry continuously.

In order to block the musket fire of the white-clothed army, the Tartars drove some of the horses in front of him. As a result, many of the mini bullets fired by the white-clothed army hit the body of the war horse. The horses kept bleeding, and one by one they fell to the ground. Mini bullets the size of fingers are fatal to any war horse. As long as you are hit, it is the consequence of either death or injury. As long as you are hit, you will inevitably lose your balance and fall to your knees.

However, on the battlefield, any kind of miracle can occur. In the rain of bullets and bullets of the white-clothed army, there were still a small number of Tartar war horses, brazenly rushing to the front of the white-clothed army. The galloping Tartar war horses kept crashing into the horses of the white-clothed army, bursting out a large amount of blood. The neighing of war horses echoed throughout the valley. Suddenly, another wounded horse stood up from a pool of blood as if frightened, and was killed by a dense stream of bullets.

"Whoosh!"

This is the sound of the Tartars frantically firing arrows.

Whenever they had the opportunity to get within range, the Tartar archers would fire their arrows like crazy.

With the help of the cover of war horses, with the help of the cover of the surrounding terrain, they tried every means to approach the white-clothed musketeers in front. For them, as long as they enter a distance of twenty zhang, they have a chance to destroy the enemy. In fact, a considerable number of Tartar archers did it. The arrows they fired did damage to the musketeers of the White Army. From time to time, musketeers from the White Army fell to the ground.

"Bang bang bang!"

Similarly, the musketeers in white were shooting frantically.

Compared with the bow and arrow of the Tartar, the lethality of the Moon Gun is much greater, and the range is much longer. No matter how brave and fierce the Tartar archers who rushed forward, how skilled they were, how skilled they were, and how skilled their archery skills were, as long as they were hit by Mini's bullets, they would only fall on their backs. Ten Tartar archers who rushed forward could smoothly enter the range of the bow and arrow, and there were only three at most. There may be less than one that can smoothly release arrows in succession.

(To be continued)