"Poof!"

"Oops!"

Gugler suddenly felt that his lower abdomen seemed to be bitten by something. Vaguely, it seemed as if something was going out from behind his body, as if something had suddenly shattered. Immediately, his body was pulled backwards by a powerful force. This powerful force, and the habit of advancing, are just-for-tat. As a result, his body was straight and condensed on the spot, unable to move forward or retreat.

Subconsciously, Gugler looked down at his lower abdomen. As a result, in the hazy light, the first thing he saw was a black arrowhead. Even in the dark, the black arrow feathers are very eye-catching. Damn it, Black Feather Arrow! On Gugler's forehead, there was a black line at the end. He was shot by a black feather arrow!

After a whirlwind, Gugler lost consciousness and threw himself straight forward. The sword rider beside him hurriedly pulled Gugler up. As a result, they sadly discovered that Gugler had passed out. The impact of the black feather arrow was too great, even if it didn't hit the vital points such as the internal organs, it was enough to make Gugele faint.

This is still Gugrad's physique is relatively strong, his vitality is strong, and he can still support it for a while, if he changes to someone else, he will already pass out at the moment of being hit by an arrow. The lethality of the Black Feather Arrow is unprecedented, even Mo Yugen can't resist it, let alone him Gugele. Even so, the wounds on his body are huge trouble. If it is not treated in a timely and effective manner, bleeding alone can cause him to lose too much blood and die.

"Xu Qianhu, you seem to have shot Gugrad." Wang Qinian said in surprise.

"Really?" Xu Xingxia looked ahead uncertainly. He carefully searched the battlefield in front of him, but found no trace of Gugle. The light of the battlefield is indeed too dim. In order to cover himself, the number of torches lit on the side van is too scarce. Standing in the light and looking at the darkness, thirty meters away, it is hazy.

"Light the torch!" Xu Xingxia didn't dare to slack off, and immediately ordered.

If Gugrad had really been shot, the leaderless Tartars would have retreated completely. A bunch of Tartars who have no fighting spirit, there is no need to worry at all. Soon, a large number of torches were lit, and the continuous swaying of the fire in the cold wind illuminated the distance of 100 meters relatively clearly. Sure enough, the number of Tartars still standing on the battlefield has been greatly reduced.

Those Tartars that appeared in the firelight, and the torches that were lit in large numbers by the Ming army, were a little overwhelmed. Obviously, in front of so many torches, it is impossible for their sneak attack to succeed. If they continue to rush forward, what awaits them is a fierce musket projectile. At such a distance, they simply couldn't rush over quickly.

What's worse is that the call that came from somewhere, it seems that Gugler is really not working. Gugle was wounded, and the sword riders beside him cried out in sorrow. Without Gugler, all their faith, all their faith, all their support, were gone. So, they all turned and ran backwards.

The sword rider beside Gugler also hurriedly dragged Gugele's body and dodged backwards. However, the firelight of the white-clothed army illuminated their figures, so all the white-clothed muskets were aimed at their positions. These actions of the Tartars convinced the white-clothed army that Gugal was indeed wounded, and may even have been killed in battle.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The gunfire on the battlefield suddenly intensified.

A large number of Mini bullets, like raindrops, poured down on the sword riders beside Gugler. They fell to the ground one after another. Some of the knife riders, before dying, were still pulling Gugle's body, trying to continue to drag forward. However, the muskets of the white-clothed army were indeed too ferocious, and the remaining tartars were quickly killed and wounded by Gugle's side.

Gugrad is a real big fish, and the white-clothed army is not stingy with ammunition for him at all. As long as you can kill the number two of the Hellergin tribe, what's the point of wasting a little ammunition? What's more, the cost of these ammunition is basically negligible. Even if all the Tartars fell, people kept shooting, until they were convinced that the Tartars had no ability to resist anymore, and the gunfire gradually fell silent.

At this time, the fire emitted by the explosives pack also continued to illuminate all corners of the battlefield. Xu Xingxia carefully inspected the battlefield. On the battlefield, it seems that there are no more standing Tartars. As for how many tartars remained, they were deliberately hidden in the pile of dead people, it is unknown. What is certain is that after this battle, Gugeler's team has basically been consumed.

"Go out a few people and check the battlefield." Xu Xingxia waved his hand.

"My lord, I'll go!" Gao Meng immediately took the initiative to ask.

"Good!" Xu Xingxia nodded.

Gao Meng took his musket team, holding torches, out of the gap in the side van, and went to the battlefield to explore carefully. Subsequently, Liu Heng also took his subordinates and joined the ranks of exploration. A large number of torches stretched from the barracks of the white-clothed army to the Gobi Desert outside, illuminating the Gobi Desert after the bloody battle more and more brightly.

On the battlefield, there are indeed no standing Tartars. Most of them were Tartar corpses, and a small number were Tartar wounded. There were also many dead or wounded horses. For the Tartars, both alive and dead, the crowd raised their swords and unceremoniously cut off their heads. It's a standard procedure, and there's nothing to talk about.

"My lord, it seems that there really is a big fish!" Gao Meng suddenly shouted.

"Big fish? Could it really be Gugler? Xu Xingxia's heart moved slightly.

He hurriedly got out of the back of the side car and joined the battlefield search. In the confrontation with Gugler just now, in fact, it is not completely certain, and it was Gugler who was shot by him. After all, the distance between the two sides is very long, and the light is not very good. If you want to fully confirm the identity of the other party, you must identify it at close range, and you have to let Wang Qinian identify it.

This injured unconscious tartar, judging by the armor on his body, should not be an ordinary tartar. The armor on his body should have been stripped from the body of the general or even the chief officer of the Ming army, with fine workmanship and good protection. What's more, he actually has a golden waist knife on him. In general, only Tartars of a fairly important position, at least a thousand commanders and above, were eligible to be equipped with a golden waist knife.

"Don't kill him!"

"Take him back!"

"Call Wang Qinian to come over!"

Xu Xingxia made a quick decision.

If it was really Gugrad who was caught, the white-clothed army would have developed this time.

This time, the Kylekin tribe sent Gugel south to try to take over the money from the Ming army, but as a result, the people put it back, but they did not receive the money, but saw that they had also taken it in. If Hellerkin himself knew about such consequences, he would have vomited blood. Without Gugle and his subordinates, the overall strength of the Hellergin tribe would be lowered by at least two notches.

"He's Gugler! These are his sword rider guards! Soon, Wang Qinian came to the battlefield. He recognized his identity with just a glance at the injured and unconscious tartar. The identities of several sword-mounted centurions beside Gugler were also confirmed. It is certain that Gugele and the elite sword cavalry around him have been completely destroyed by the white-clothed army.

Subsequently, someone came to report that in another place, two more Tartar corpses with golden waist knives were found, possibly two thousand commanders of Tartar. After Wang Qinian's identification, these two corpses were indeed the two commanders of the Tartars. At this point, the high-ranking commanders of the Tartars were all annihilated. This battle is not an exaggeration to describe it as a net.

"Good! Good job! Well done! Xu Xingxia did not hesitate to praise himself.

In the dark, the whites continued to inspect the battlefield. Carrying torches and waist knives, they roughly counted the corpses of the Tartars, and finally summed up a total of more than 1,500 corpses, not including some of the Tartar corpses that had been blown to pieces. There are more than 600 warhorses that can continue to be used. As for the number of wounded horses, it is estimated that there are three or four hundred. Countless other weapons of all kinds were seized.

The work of taking stock of the battlefield was not basically completed until after dawn. According to incomplete statistics, in this battle, at least 1,700 Tartars were eliminated and more than 600 horses were captured. The casualties of the White Coats themselves were seventeen wounded, and no one was killed. Some of the 17 injured people were injured or pinched while moving the van. Some of them were accidentally burned by the splash of gunpowder when they were making a moon gun. There are also those who were cut by a sharp scimitar when they were inspected on the battlefield.

Looking at the corpses of the Tartars on the battlefield, every white-clothed sergeant had a strong feeling in his heart, that is, the raging Tatars were definitely gone. The Tartars, who were 2,500 people, could not bite off against the Ming army, which was only five or six hundred people, and paid such heavy casualties. What does this mean? It shows that the Tartars are not enough to see in front of the white-clothed army! In the future, it will be the world of the white army!

But there are always discordant sounds. When he was cleaning up the battlefield, Xu Xingxia received a report that Li Yunrui and Li Canran had woken up. After Li Canran woke up, he was scolding there, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with Xu Xingxia's previous behavior. Before, because of Xu Xingxia's resolute refusal to give in, they were both beaten half to death by the horse whip of the Tartar. When they were sent back, they were already unconscious.

"Look for death!" Xu Xingxia sneered and returned to the barracks from the battlefield.

(To be continued)