On the front line of the trench that had been shrouded in death, the Tartar general, who was surrounded by his henchmen and guards, finally saw the battlefield situation clearly in a panic.

Especially when he saw that a layer of corpses composed of war horses and soldiers had fallen on the front line of the trench, the excitement and hot expression just now could no longer be seen on his face.

After a hint of panic quickly flashed across his face, the general roared loudly like a frightened leopard, "The conspiracy, this qiē is all a conspiracy of the Tiger and Par Army against us. Fooled, we are all fooled, if there is nothing to rely on, how can the Haw Par Army abandon the city wall, fight with us in the field battle that they are not good at, and go out of the city to die. ”

"Retreat, retreat immediately. If we don't leave, we will all be left on the battlefield by the Haw Par Army buckshot......"

After the order was given, General Tartar's body, which was still tense, immediately relaxed.

Not only that, in order to save his life, he also ignored the subordinates who were struggling under the attack of the Tiger and Par Army in front of him, and directly ordered the guards to protect himself and retreat to the rear.

This retreat first spread to the rear of the Tartar cavalry formation.

Because, on the battlefield completely shrouded in death, there are and only those who can directly turn their horses and retreat to the rear without any influence.

At the front of the charge, the Tartar cavalry, who were being crumpled by the Haw Par Army's lead bullets, needed the consent of the cavalry behind them even if they wanted to retreat and leave this desperate place of death. If the cavalry behind them did not leave, they would not be able to cross these cavalry and withdraw directly from the battlefield.

So, when all the remaining Tartar cavalry on the battlefield turned their horses around and galloped all the way to the rear. The 3,000 elites at the time of the dispatch were less than 800 at this moment.

More importantly, the fact that the less than 800 cavalry began to retreat did not mean that they had already picked up a single life.

Starting from a hundred paces from where the trench was located, the Tartars would have to withdraw at least two hundred paces before they could really take advantage of the danger and leave the effective range of the various artillery guns equipped with the Haw Par Army.

In other words, on the next 200 steps of retreat, the Tartars were always within the kill range of the lead bullets fired by the Haw Par Army.

Two hundred paces, calculated at the retreat speed of the Tartar cavalry, was enough for the Hawpanzers to shoot tens of thousands, if not tens of thousands, of scorching lead bullets.

At this moment, if you look down from the sky, you will see such a scene. On the retreating road of the Tartar cavalry, as long as their backs were exposed to the muzzle of the Haw Par Army's guns or cannons, without exception, all of them were hit by the flying lead bullets, and they fell to the ground with a bang, turning into a dead corpse that could not be killed again.

Unlike other Tartar corpses on the battlefield, they were shot in the back and were able to leave a complete corpse behind. As for the Tartars who died in the attack, they were all shot in the chest, and under the trampling of the follow-up cavalry, the corpses had been trampled to pieces, and there was no prototype for a long time.

In this way, under the constant send-off of the Tiger and Leopard Army, the cavalry that retreated with the Tartar generals directly became less and less. When they completely relied on the range of the Franco's artillery and entered the safe area, the mighty retreating team was already a lot less.

"Report to the general, there are only 402 warriors left who retreated with us......" A Tartar Niu Lu Zhangjing reported with a look of humility after walking in front of the general with a shocked face.

"Poof......

Under the gaze of hundreds of remnants of the Tartars, before the general could speak, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth. Then, he said to himself with a pale face: "How can it be so few, when we sent out the army, we had three thousand elite horsemen." There are only 400 people left, and they haven't even touched the Tiger and Leopard Army's formation, how can you let me explain to Lord Belle......"

Under the gaze of the general, which was full of despair, all his subordinates closed their mouths without saying a word.

Seeing this, the pale-faced general could only let out a sigh full of helplessness. Then, he said to everyone: "That's it, such a big loss, it can be said that I have never had since the founding of the Jin Dynasty, even if we get the forgiveness of Lord Belle, the emperor will not let me go, the families of thousands of warriors will not let me go, and the entire warriors with white flags will not let me go......"

Speaking of this, a trace of firmness appeared on the general's face full of despair, and he decisively ordered his subordinates around him.

"Go back at once and report the situation here to Lord Belle. In less than half a month, the number of firearms equipped by the Haw Par Army has more than doubled, and the power is huge, so that Lord Belle is on guard...... The more than 2,000 elite cavalry that have been lost on the field battlefield is the best example. ”

"What about you, General?" A personal guard asked with an anxious face.

The Tartar general said with a firm face: "I brought more than 2,000 warriors who have fallen on the battlefield, and since I have no ability to bring them back, then I can only go underground to continue to accompany them and serve them as commanders." ”

In the Tartar army, if the commander dies on the battlefield, the commander's guards will be killed for poor protection, even if they leave the battlefield alive.

Therefore, as soon as the general finished speaking, the guards gathered around him began to shout: "General, the minions are your guards in life and your guards in death." Wherever you go, general, the minions will follow you. ”

"Yes, the minion swears to follow the general and protect the general."

After a smile full of satisfaction appeared on the general's firm face, he waved his hand very decisively, and then said in a firm tone again: "You are all confused...... Do you think that we have not killed enough warriors in the white flag today? I order you to retreat with the troops, and Lord Belle will not be embarrassed for you. ”

"Don't forget, now that I am still your general, I order you to retreat immediately, go back to Lord Belle, and tell Lord Belle everything I just said."

"But, the general......" The chief of the guard, who was standing directly opposite, continued with a face full of unwillingness.

However, before he could finish his words, he was decisively interrupted by the general: "Don't do it, carry out the order..."

After speaking, the general's gaze shifted to the only remaining Niu Lu Zhangjing in front of him, and ordered loudly: "I order you, take all the remaining warriors on the battlefield, retreat immediately, find Lord Belle, and truthfully report the battle situation that happened here to Lord Baylor, and ask Lord Baylor to avenge us..."

"Yes, General, the minion must bring all your words to Lord Belle..."