"Senho-sama!"

Officers at all levels of the white-clothed army saluted and greeted one after another.

Xu Xingxia jumped down from the horse, raised his hand to return the salute, and then pointed outside and said, "Don't worry, those Tartars don't look normal, they are probably taking drugs." ”

"Drugs?" Obviously, Chi Hu and Zhang Quanfu didn't understand what this word meant.

"That's it...... After eating something, the nerves are not quite normal. Xu Xingxia can only explain it like this. In fact, whether the Tartar is a drug addict or not, Xu Xingxia can't be sure. However, this mental state of the Tartars is obviously abnormal. On horseback just now, Xu Xingxia noticed this. These Tartars are not afraid of death! Tartars who are not afraid of death, not for nothing. However, certainly not every Tartar is not afraid of death.

Since this is not possible under normal circumstances, it can only be considered from the abnormal situation. Or, these Tartars are all backbone elements with a special religious belief. Or, it was taken some special medication. Except for some particular belief, or some particular medicine, there is no other way to plunge a collective into a frenzy. A collective frenzy, losing consciousness, is a strange thing in itself.

According to Wang Qinian's information, in the steppe, or among the Tatars, it seems that the belief in a certain religion is not particularly powerful. Although there were a certain number of believers, they were not particularly numerous, and their status among the Tatars was not particularly high. Originally, the Tatars and the Ottoman Empire were opposed to each other and demolished each other, and naturally it was impossible to allow the free spread of Mecca. If Mecca is allowed to spread freely, it will be to dismantle the Tatars themselves.

On the contrary, the milder Buddhism, as well as primitive shamanism, had a relatively high status among the Tatars. Buddhism, in particular, has expanded rapidly in recent years, and many nomadic high-level people have begun to believe in Buddhism, which can be regarded as a new trend in the steppe. On that day, the Buddhism mentioned here was basically Tibetan Buddhism, also known as Lamaism.

For Xu Xingxia, the Tatars and Mongolians believe in Buddhism, no matter what kind of Buddha it is, it is definitely a good thing. This good thing is not that people who believe in Buddhism will become compassionate, gentle, and lack aggression, but that believing in Buddhism will waste a lot of money. To put it cruelly, Buddhism is actually a parasite that will erode the body of the forces to which it belongs. The construction of temples and the donation of merit were enough to drain the savings of the Mongol princes and make them lose the potential to wage war. This is how the powerful Tibet declined.

Compared with Buddhism, the primitive native shamanism and immortality of the prairie are more aggressive. These primitive religious beliefs, vague and mysterious, at some point, always play some unimaginable role. Shamanism appeared in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and by the end of the Ming Dynasty, it had existed for more than 1,400 years. No matter how the prairie changes, how the city changes the banner of the king, shamanism always stands, and there are always a large number of believers, which shows the tenacity of its vitality.

In fact, some later studies have shown that the Tatar witch doctors, the shamans they believed, did master the manufacture of some psychedelic medicines. When these drugs are mixed with alcohol, they can create a strong psychedelic effect. At some point, these psychedelic drugs were used as aphrodisiacs by the Tatars and Mongol magnates, and it was said that the effect was so good that they could be used to keep the golden gun from falling down.

The cavalry of some nomads is not so afraid of death. Many times, they are stimulated by alcohol. Strictly speaking, spirits are a hallucinogen in their own right. The higher the concentration of alcohol, the stronger the hallucinogenic effect. People who drink high are always very brave when they rush to kill. If their horses also drink a little bit of spirits, it will be even more terrible. On the battlefield, it is definitely seventy yards that cannot be stopped.

In fact, the Han army, many times, also relied on spirits to stimulate courage. Before the start of the war, the practice of drinking spirits was in place during the time of the Great Qin army. In every subsequent dynasty, every time a major war began, the officers and soldiers of the army would drink bitterly and then go into battle to kill the enemy. It is not so much heroic and unrestrained, but rather the use of the stimulating effect of alcohol to make people more courageous and more fearless of death. This gives you a better chance of winning.

Of course, these Tartars in front of you are definitely not as simple as getting drunk. No matter how strong the drunkenness is, when they came to Zhenyuan Pass from the Hellergin tribe, they were almost sober. A person who has just woken up from a drunken illness happens to be the weakest and has almost no decent combat power. Ordinary strong men, with a waist knife, can go up and cut them down. I don't think the Tartars would do such a stupid thing. As for what they drank, Xu Xingxia didn't bother to investigate. Anyway, no matter what they drank, what awaited them was only the guns of the white-clothed army.

"Kill! Not a single one to stay! "Xu Xingxia's order is very simple and very clear.

He was disturbed by the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, but he was actually a fire in his belly. Of course, there will be no affection for these "ignorant and unelevated" tartars. If he had the chance, he would chop them all up one by one and throw them into Helan Mountain to feed the wild wolves. Inspired by Xu Xingxia's order, the guns of the white-clothed army became more violent.

"Boom!"

"Bang bang bang!"

A thousand-man team of Tartars, in front of the white-clothed army, is obviously not enough to see. Half an hour later, the battle was almost over. The remnants of the Tartars were finally willing to retreat. No amount of potent hallucinogens can stop the fear of death. Under the roar of the guns of the white-clothed army, the effect of hallucinogens is rapidly dissipating. Realizing that death was hovering overhead, the remaining Tartars almost screamed and fled.

Gradually, the gunfire stopped. On the Gobi Desert in front of the defense line of the white-clothed army, about five or six hundred Tartar corpses were left, as well as a large number of dead and wounded war horses. This parched land was once again soaked in blood. Many depressions have formed ponds of blood. Some of the Tartar wounded, struggling painfully in pools of blood, groaned sadly from time to time, and could choke at any time. Those wounded war horses kept neighing in pain, constantly beating everyone's nerves.

However, the tense nerves of the white-clothed army never relaxed. The musketeers were still staring out with great vigilance, ready to shoot at any moment. They all believed that it was only the forward troops of the Tartars that were repulsed just now, and behind them, there should be a large army of the Tartars, and the fiercer battles must still be behind.

However, the strange thing is that the left and right waited, and the large army of the Tartars never appeared. The scouts of the white-clothed army have moved to the very end of their sight, and still have not found a new Tartar coming. If there is any conspiracy among the Tartars, it doesn't seem like it. How can there be a conspiracy to sacrifice hundreds of people? A few hundred cavalry, for the nomads, is also a very heavy loss. The average Tatar tribe could not afford such a loss. Tartars, what kind of tricks are they playing?

Gao Meng said in a low voice: "Lord Qianhu, go out and have a look?" ”

Xu Xingxia nodded and said in a deep voice: "Okay!" Be careful! Pay attention to the scout's alarm, and if you find something wrong, come back immediately! ”

Soon, Gao Meng took his team of more than 100 people out to the battlefield outside and searched carefully. They split into groups of three and searched back and forth. Their purpose was to grab the tongues of a few Tartars and come back and ask them in detail what was going on. If the large army of the Tartars is behind, how many people there are and where they are at the moment.

When they went out, the battlefield outside was naturally a mess. There were dead people and dead horses everywhere, and blood seemed to drown your knees. In some places, if you step on it, it will be a deep pit. They rummaged through the dead pile, one by one, for the wounded of the Tartars. There were no dead Tartars, they were all arrested and interrogated for information. It's a pity that these Tartars are all groggy and feel like they are deeply drunk, and they can't ask for any information.

Zhang Quanfu said a little worriedly: "Lord Qianhu, will the Tartars come from other mountain passes in Helan Mountain?" Do one thing as a front for another? ”

Xu Xingxia said calmly: "Wait for the information of the Eagle Cavalry." ”

At all the passes and intersections of Helan Mountain, there are stragglers of the Eagle Cavalry Army on guard. If there are Tartars who enter from other passes in Helan Mountain, they will definitely be alerted. Strangely, from the outbreak of the fighting until now, no one has come to report. There are only two possibilities. One is that there are indeed no tartars. On the other hand, the Eagle Cavalry was all killed by the Tartars. Come to think of it, the second one may not have a very large surname.

"Minghao! Send a few people to contact the Eagle Cavalry! Xu Xingxia calmly ordered.

"Yes!" Minghao hurriedly agreed and sent someone to go. As a result, scouts soon reported that the Eagle Cavalry had not found any trace of the Tartars. The various passes of Helan Mountain are currently firmly in the hands of the white-clothed army. The stragglers of the Eagle Cavalry were hoping that the Tartars would appear so that they could show off their long-range precision shooting skills, but unfortunately, the Tartars never appeared. Their hopes were dashed.

Xu Xingxia could only conclude that this was a Tartar of the Edun tribe who acted privately. Perhaps, the Tartars of the Erdun tribe had not been attacked by the white-clothed army before, so they would make such a reckless move, thinking that with a thousand-strong force, they would be able to break through the defense line of the white-clothed army and enter Ningxia Town. In other words, such an idea is quite tempting.

At this moment, Gao Mengxing came back and shouted loudly: "Lord Qianhu, we have captured the commander of the Tartar!" He's alive! ”

Xu Xingxia was suddenly overjoyed, and hurriedly shouted: "Bring him over!" ”

(To be continued)