After a bloody battle, there were many fewer soldiers standing in front of Wei Zheng. However, Wei Zheng could clearly feel that everyone, including the sixteen soldiers who killed the prisoners at the end, faintly exuded a murderous aura that he had never seen before....

That's right, it's the murderous aura that an army should have.

Not only that, but the uniform leather armor seized from the Tartars was worn on everyone, and they finally had the temperament and solemnity of a soldier who were originally a rabble.

After nodding very satisfied with the series of changes in his subordinates, Wei Zheng shouted with a proud face: "Brothers, we won, fifty Manchurian Tartars, one is not less, all of them were killed by everyone..."

"Long live....Long live the Haw Par Army... Long live the Haw Par Army..."

With one hand, he flattened the spear and pressed it down, and his subordinates, who were still enthusiastic just now, quickly quieted down.

After more than a hundred pairs of eyes converged on him again, Wei Zheng continued: "Brothers, don't be too happy. Although the battle here is over, however, the battle in the direction of the barracks has just begun. Therefore, we will continue to fight until we drive the Tartars out of this great mountain. ”

"Now I order, the whole army will return to the camp at ...... right away."

The Haw Par Army barracks, which is the original cottage. Like most of the cottages that Wei Zheng knew, they were all built along the mountain, and a two-meter-high fence was built around the cottage with huge stones.

In addition, the terrain here is very dangerous, and there are only four directions in which the Tartars can attack.

Not only that, but three of the four offensive directions cannot be used on a large scale.

Because the road is too rugged and narrow, there is a danger that one man will be the pass, and ten thousand people will not be able to open it. The Tartars attacked from here, and they would not achieve anything but death.

Therefore, in the deployment of the Tartar Niu Lu Zhangjing, the role of fifty Tartars in each of the other three roads was not to attack, but to encircle. Block all possible exits of the Haw Par Army from the barracks.

As for the attack, it was all left to the main force under his own command.

With a hundred warriors in his hands, he entered the Haw Par Army barracks from the front and wiped them out in the barracks.

A hundred Manchurian Tatars were gathered together, though not in a phalanx of infantry as neatly arranged in the official army. However, the fierceness and murderous aura exuded by the Tartars is enough to prove that this small army has been on the battlefield for a long time and has very strong combat effectiveness.

After only a break of incense, the Tartar offensive began...

Under the cover of more than 20 archers, a swinging tooth with 20 subordinates, holding a shield made of door panels, slowly pressed towards the main gate of the Haw Par Army barracks.

"Old Wang, the Tartars have begun to attack..."Zhao Yun, who was standing behind the wooden gate of the barracks, reminded in a deep voice.

Wang Feng nodded and replied: "The Tartars have archers to cover, plus the shields in their hands, our longbow platoon is sent to death now, and it can't achieve any results." It seems that we can only use the most primitive method of defending the city, throwing rolling logs and rolling stones downward..."

"Order the brothers on the wall to immediately throw down the logs and stones, and smash the Tartars who attack us..."

"Boom ......" a sound of impact sounded outside the wall, and rolling stones weighing dozens of kilograms were quickly thrown off the wall. Then, along the mountain road, rolling towards the Tartar attacking troops at an increasing speed.

"Smack...... Ahh

Through the crack between the wooden gates of the guò barracks, Wang Feng could clearly see that under the impact of this rolling stone, a simple shield blocking in front of him was directly shattered. Not only that, but the tartar hiding behind the shield was also knocked to the ground by the rolling stone, and one of his thighs was directly smashed into meat sauce by the rapidly rolling stone......

As for the rolling stones, which were stained with the blood and minced flesh of the Tartars, a three-meter-long blood belt was formed behind the Tartars....

Of course, that's just the power of the first Rolling Stone.

At this moment, the 32 soldiers of the 2nd Lancer Brigade, who were guarding the walled gate, had already thrown at least twenty rolling stones of different sizes downward.

In the face of the rolling stones, at least ten Tartars were hit by the rolling stones, and fell to the ground, either dead or wounded.

"Retreat... Retreat immediately..."

Faced with the heavy losses of his subordinates, the Tartar's eyes immediately turned red, and he ordered eagerly.

However, the Tartars are not your kind of passive beaters, and do not forget that behind the attacking troops, there are also more than two dozen Tartar archers.

The second pikemen had just thrown out the first round of rolling stones, and the first arrows fired by the Tartars had already left the string and flew towards the barracks gate...

There aren't many arrows, but they're very accurate. At the moment when the arrows roared, as long as the pikemen exposed their bodies from the wall, all of them were hit by the arrows without exception...

Therefore, in the first round of tentative attacks of the Tartars, the enemy and us can be said to have played a draw.

The Tartars withdrew from the battlefield at the cost of 11 men, while the 2nd Pikemen repelled the Tartars at the cost of 8 pikemen.

After a stick of incense, a new offensive of the Tartars began.

After a tentative attack, the Tartar Niu Lu Zhangjing, who was preparing for a general attack, directly invested half of his troops at one time.

Forty Tartars, carrying shields heavier than before, formed a wall of arrow-shaped shields directly in front of the attacking troops. Then, with the shield wall as the forerunner, he slowly advanced towards the gate of the barracks.

"Boom...."A roar rang out across the battlefield, and dozens of rolling stones whizzed down the mountain road and smashed down the Tartars.

However, to the surprise of the soldiers of the Haw Par Army, in the face of the Tartar's strong arrow-shaped shield wall, the whistling rolling stones not only did not cause damage to it, but were bounced off the sides of the mountain road by the shield wall and lost its effect....

Dozens of rolling stones went down, and not only did not cause any damage to the Tartar attacking troops, but lost several pikemen under the fire of the Tartar archers.

Seeing the anxious gaze of his subordinates quickly looking at him, Wang Feng also showed an anxious look on his face, and ordered loudly: "The rolling stone doesn't work, so you can only rely on the longbow platoon....order the longbow platoon to throw at the Tartar attacking troops, the Tartars don't have a shield above their heads, and now they can only attack them from the top of their heads..."

At this moment, Zhao Yun suddenly reminded: "Old Zhao, you have to think about it, our archers are not as good as the Tartars, once the archers expose the target, they will be destroyed by the Tartar archers......"

Wang Feng's eyes suddenly lit up and said: "We can disperse the longbow platoon to the entire line of the wall, and at that time, even if it is attacked by the Tartar archers, the loss will be very small..."

"There's no other way to do that... The longbow platoon, immediately dispersed, and threw a projectile at the Tartar attacking troops......"

Archers who have been trained in a few days can only be described as just passing.

After more than 20 feathered arrows flew out of the barracks in a scattered manner, less than 10 of them really fell into the Tartar offensive formation, and only three people were killed or injured by the Tartars.

However, no matter what, a round of arrows passed by, and it still caused a lot of commotion in the tight offensive formation of the Tartars.

However, the role of the longbow platoon was over at this point, and the Tartars quickly raised their remaining light shields after the first round of arrows, covering their heads tightly, not giving the Hawpanzers any chance to carry out long-range strikes.

Facing the Tartar offensive formation like a turtle shell, Wang Feng had no choice at all....

He commanded the two spear platoons that had been standing by behind him: "Brothers, it's your turn to go to battle. Now I order you to form a two-row spear formation, and set up a pocket formation for the Tartars at the entrance of the barracks, and destroy all the Tartars who enter our barracks....We will turn the barracks gate into a Tartar cemetery today, and we will stab as many Tartars as they come, until the Tartars are killed...."

"Yes, Captain," replied more than sixty pikemen in two pikemen platoons in unison.

Wang Feng nodded, and ordered Zhao Yun beside him: "Old Zhao, I am responsible for the gate of the barracks, and you are responsible for the entire wall... The longbow platoon and the remaining pike platoon are under your command, relying on the wall, and killing and injuring as much of the Tartar force as possible..."

"When the time comes, you will definitely become the main target of the Tartar archers....so, when defending the wall, you must pay attention to safety......."