Xu Xingxia definitely does not want to be merciful to the Tartars and to be humanitarian to the Tartars, but sporadic Tartars, which are difficult to hit, and if you shoot forcibly, it is a bit of a waste of bullets. After all, the distance is a bit far, and the accuracy of the first batch of Yueyue guns is not very good, and it is impossible to hit accurately from a long distance. Only when the Tartars enter the canyon intensively, the platoon guns shoot, can have a better effect. The Mini ammunition carried by the White Cloth Army is limited, so it should be used sparingly.

Besides, it is definitely beneficial to let the Tartars bring the wounded back. According to the concept of non-lethal casualties in later generations, one wounded person dragged down at least two combat soldiers. These tartars have come from a long journey from afar. It is impossible for them to carry too many doctors and the like in their ranks. The wounded who were hit by Minnie's bullet were enough for them to have a headache for a while. Unable to deal with these wounded, the upper stratlayers of the Tartars probably also had headaches.

Find someone to heal, there is no such condition. If you don't find someone to heal them, watching them die in vain will also be a huge blow to the morale of the Tartars. Whether it is the high-level of the Ming army or the high-level of the Tartars, it is estimated that they are not ruthless to the point of killing all their wounded on the spot. If that's the case, they're not Tartars, they're Dilins. The Tartar hadn't even touched the door of Ningxia Town, so he was hit on the head, which was not a big blow.

Sure enough, after the wounded of the Tartars were all taken back, a commander of the Tartars carefully examined the wounded, and his face was very ugly. Judging by his experience, the injuries of these Tatars were very bad. The wound looks like a small hole on the surface, but it's all rotten inside. A witch doctor who accompanied the army said that such an injury could not be treated at all, and it could only be amputated. Wherever there is an injury, cut it off.

"Does it have to be so? With so many wounded warriors, do they all have to be sawn off? The commander of the Tartars said in an obscure tone. Those who know how to lead soldiers know how to love their subordinates. No one wants to see their subordinates being sawed off a thigh or a neighbor, or a chunk of flesh being scooped from their bodies.

At that time, there was no such thing as anesthetics. Hua Tuo's invention of hemp boiling powder seems to have always stayed in the legend, and it is rarely actually used. It is estimated that more than ninety percent of Lang Zhong has never seen real hemp boiling. Most of the time, amputation uses three tools: saws, axes, and hammers. The saw goes on first. If you can't do it with a saw, come with an axe. The axe can't be handled, so the only way to do it is to come with a hammer.

One can imagine how sad the wounded are in the face of such a tool. If you're lucky, you might even be able to bite a piece of cork in your mouth to block the pain. If you're unlucky, you'll just crush your teeth. Of course, if you can faint on the spot, it is also a good choice. Basically, the stronger the vitality, the less chance there is of fainting. However, most of the tartars have a strong vitality.

"It has to be." The Tartar witch doctor replied. In the ranks of the Tartars, the status of the witch doctor is still relatively high. Even in the face of a high-level leader like the commander, he can methodically insist on his own opinions. Previously, witch doctors had a higher status and more power. Later, Buddhism was introduced to the prairie, and there were more and more high-level nomads who believed in Buddhism, and the status of witch doctors gradually declined. But in general, it is still much higher than the Han Langzhong.

"Alright! You can do it! If they can't bear it anymore and ask for an end to their lives, be merciful enough to grant their request. The commander of the Tartars said helplessly. Then, he quietly left the wounded. Even the most hard-hearted people can't bear to see saws, axes, hammers, and the like bloody and mercilessly fall on their own subordinates.

After a while, the commander of this Tartar came to the front of Mo Yuegen and reported with a little frustration: "I answer, we have more than 160 warriors killed in total, and more than 250 warriors have been injured. It is estimated that more than 180 of them could have had a leg or arm sawed off. I estimate that probably half of them will choose to end their lives mercifully. In addition, there may be thirty percent of the wounded, who may not last more than half a month, and will also leave us. Such numbers are really terrible. ”

"The witch doctors all said that the muskets used by the Tartars were very vicious, and when they entered the human body, they were all broken. The witch doctor had no way at all, to take out the projectile whole. I answer, why did we never know that there was such a powerful firearm in the hands of the Ming army? Hasn't anyone ever talked to us? ”

Mo Yuegen's face was a little gloomy, a little sad, and a little irrepressible grievance. If the defenders of the Beacon Pier were to appear within range of his bow at this moment, he would definitely shoot them all with a series of arrows as fast as he could. He dared to assure that everyone is completely lethal with one arrow, and there is absolutely no need for a second arrow. Only in this way can he vent his inner grievances. He will not allow anyone to flout his existence.

Suddenly led the army south, took Ningxia City in one fell swoop, and burned and looted fiercely, this was a plan that Mo Yuegen had planned early on. Only his identity can allow Tuoba Su to personally dispatch to deal with the Beacon Pier of Karon Mountain from behind. Otherwise, even if Hellergin came in person, I am afraid that he would not be able to move Tuoba Su's drive. However, I don't know what went wrong, which has caused such a passive situation today.

Mo Yuegen didn't know what happened to Tuoba Su. There was a strong uneasiness that hung over him. What outsiders don't know is that when Tuoba Su was young, he still learned archery from Mo Yuegen. It can be said that Mo Yuegen is his anonymous disciple. The rise of Tuoba Su over the years is absolutely inseparable from Mo Yuegen's support. Without the strong support of outsiders, how could Tuoba Su be so arrogant?

Of course, Mo Yuegen also got great benefits from Tuoba Su. The benefits of material benefits are secondary. The most important thing is that through Tuoba Su, Mo Yuegen can grasp the situation in Ningxia Town and even the entire northwest of the Ming Empire at any time. Even if Mo Yuegen rarely led his army south, all the major events that happened in Ningxia Town could not be hidden from his ears and eyes. This time he suddenly went south, because he felt that the sheep in Ningxia Town had been raised almost fat, and it could be killed. As long as you suddenly enter Ningxia City, the harvest is rich, which can be imagined.

It's a pity that now, everything is unreal. Tuoba Su must be more than lucky, which can't help but make Mo Yuegen feel a little sad. As Tuobasu's former master, he knew Tuobasu's cunning and natural instinct for danger. Even if he wants to deal with Tuoba Su, he has to plan well. However, Tuoba Su still encountered an accident. This shows that in Ningxia Town, there must be a more powerful opponent than Tuoba Su.

Perhaps, this opponent is in the beacon pier of Karon Mountain at this moment? Mo Yuegen subconsciously stared at the direction of the beacon pier, and his sunken eyes showed a thick look of challenge. If the other party is inside, perhaps, the next battle will be even more difficult. How can a person who can kill Tuoba Su be easily dealt with?

For the Tatar cavalry, the casualties of the troops were one thing, and the bigger problem was yet to come. This canyon mouth, do you want to go over? If so, how? If not, then what? What about the Tatar cavalry who got by luck? Thinking about it, Mo Yuegen felt a headache. The beacon pier was just stuck in his throat, he couldn't go up, he couldn't go down, it was too painful, too uncomfortable.

Returning empty-handed is a great irony for Mo Yuegen. He couldn't stand the result of returning empty-handed. In order to go south this time, Mo Yuegen has spent a lot of effort, and his expectations are also very high. As a result, it ended up being a mess. This was the heaviest blow to his self-esteem. The original good plan was completely ruined, and he couldn't even sleep at night if he didn't understand the situation.

"In my impression, the firearms of the Ming army are not so powerful. Have you received any news about this? In other places, did the Ming army use such firearms? In the Ottoman Empire, in the Safavid Empire, were there similar weapons? Mo Yuegen asked in a deep voice. When he spoke, his eyes were still fixed in the direction of the beacon pier. It seems that what he wants to ask is not the person around him, but a certain person hiding in the beacon pier.

Still no one can answer. The people around Mo Yugen all remained silent. They can all see that what Mo Yuegen needs is not actually an answer, but through such a statement, to emphasize the extraordinaryness of the opponent. Defeating an extraordinary opponent is much more rewarding than defeating an ordinary enemy. What can make Mo Yuegen deflated is, of course, an extraordinary opponent.

To be honest, in every Tatar high-ranking person present, no one liked the presence of a strong figure among the Han Chinese. Because, the strength of the Han people always means the weakness of the nomads. Thinking back to the fishing war of the year, Lan Yu almost wiped out the high-level of the Mongols. As long as the name of blue jade is thought of, the Tatars hate it to the core, but they shudder. Continuing to push forward, Li Jing, Wei Qing, Huo Quzhi and others are also the natural enemies of nomads. If such a strong figure appears, the nomads will be miserable for decades.

Mo Yuegen did not blame his subordinates. What he didn't know about himself, the commander below was even more unknown. He really didn't need their answers. What he said just now was purely an outpouring of some kind of emotion. When he was done, he regained his composure. After thinking about it, Mo Yuegen said: "Gruso, take my name card and give it to the chief general of the Ming army." ”

(To be continued)