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Ahead is a camp, which looks a bit abrupt in the vast whiteness.
Probably because they felt that they had no opponents on the grassland, they actually lit a bonfire at the outpost at the camp gate. The two Mongolians were chatting and laughing beside the bonfire, looking very relaxed.
Fang Xing put down the telescope and waved his hand gently.
Fang Wu and Xiao Dao were wearing white cloaks and crept away quietly from the side and behind.
Xiaodao was very excited. He didn¡¯t kill many people in Nuer Gandusi last time and was outmatched by Fang Wu, so today he vowed to overtake him.
Crawling in the snow will still make a sound, so when Fang Wu was fifty steps away, Fang Wu in front raised his hand, the knife hurriedly stopped, and then took off the crossbow from his back.
In the sight of the telescope, Fang Xing saw the two Meng Yuan people throwing themselves down, and whispered: "Get ready!"
This time it was not the cavalry who took the lead.
The unarmored infantry formed a queue and slowly pushed towards the camp.
Fang Xing was at the front, holding a shotgun in his hand. He walked to the camp gate, waved back, and Xin Laoqi came with his men.
The camp door was opened. Although the sound was very low, in the silent night, it was like a big bell.
Fang Xing¡¯s eyes widened and he shouted: ¡°Assault!¡±
"******"
With an exclamation, the whole camp was boiling.
"Send a signal and let the scouts seize the horses!"
At least one-third of Fang Xing¡¯s goals tonight are horses.
Marching on the vast prairie was too difficult. Without horses, Fang Xing did not dare to go deep. Otherwise, he would be a living target and would be dragged to death by the opponent.
"Come in!"
Each small flag officer shouted and led his team into the camp according to prior arrangements.
Fang Xing walked slowly through the messy camp under the protection of Xin Laoqi, as if he was wandering on the streets of Jinling City.
A group of sergeants rushed to the edge of the tent. Following the flag officer's orders, they fired a volley of guns and knocked down the disheveled enemy who rushed out.
"Grenade!"
A grenade was ignited and thrown in. It exploded, and then a scream came from inside.
"Mad! Be careful, don't rush in hastily!"
The tent was set on fire, the flames shot into the sky, and the cavalry also came in from the diagonal thrust.
In the light of the fire, a big man with naked upper body was shouting in the middle.
"Uncle, that person is calling for people to assemble."
Hearing what the interpreter said, Yang Fuhong, who did not dare to rush in, said anxiously: "Uncle, we have to disperse them, otherwise"
Xin Laoqi glared at him, and Fang Xing said calmly: "If you dare to speak out or stand there, he is dead!"
Yang Fuhong stamped his feet and said, "Uncle, this"
According to Yang Fuhong's experience, if the opponent's assembled people cannot be dispersed in time, this battle will not only cause many casualties, but the key is not to annihilate them all!
At that time, Yang Fuhong, who was recommended by Wang Huan as a guide, was a little unhappy at first, but now that he saw that he had a chance to win, he wanted to make a military career.
But seeing that his military exploits were incomplete, Yang Fuhong finally became anxious.
Fang Xing looked at several sergeants kneeling on one knee, with their guns pointed over there, and said, "Tell someone to surrender."
You are a bastard!
Yang Fuhong watched the enemy troops move closer to that man, while thinking about how much military merit he could gain.
At this moment, after several gunshots were fired, Yang Fuhong saw the man's body shake and then fall to the ground.
Damn it!
¡°Kneel down and don¡¯t kill!¡±
As the man fell, the enemy's last hope was shattered, and the sound of musketry was deafening.
"Grenade!"
A group of Ming troops suppressed more than a dozen enemies behind the tent. Arrows were shot sparsely from the opposite side. After a hundred officials shouted, more than a dozen grenades were thrown over.
"Boom!"
Yang Fuhong watched in stunned silence as dozens of sergeants bent over and rushed over. Arrows and lead bullets were intertwined. When the enemy troops behind rushed over again, they first fired volleys and then threw grenades.
As soon as the grenade exploded, the sergeants behind him immediately surrounded him from both sides. They looked like they had been rehearsed countless times.
"Solley!"
The power of the flintlock rifled gun was undoubtedly revealed at this time. With the sound of gunfire, more than ten enemies who wanted to escape fell down.
There are very few left??The enemy knelt on the ground under the threat of fire, shouting in fear.
¡°Kneel down and don¡¯t kill!¡±
The unfamiliar Mongolian language echoed throughout the camp. Fang Xing turned around and glanced at Yang Fuhong who was wiping his saliva and said, "Lin Qun'an is going to collect the prisoners, and Fang Wu is going to collect the horses and baggage. Let's see how much we can harvest."
Yang Fuhong watched Fang Xing blankly as he walked towards the sergeants, his brows filled with relief.
"******"
A kneeling prisoner suddenly jumped up when Fang Xing approached. The distance was too short and he was about to hug Fang Xing.
¡°Bang!¡±
The surrounding sergeants had just turned their guns, and Fang Xing had already ended the battle.
"Go to hell!"
Fang Xing put the shotgun on his shoulder, without even looking at the enemy whose chest and abdomen were beaten into sieves, he glanced at the prisoners with a scornful gaze, and said calmly: "Kill ten people!"
Xin Laoqi shouted angrily: "Catch ten people out!"
Xiao Dao led his men into the pile of prisoners, hitting them with their rifle butts, kicking them, and kicked out ten of them.
Xin Laoqi ordered the people to line up and shouted: "Get readyvolley!"
¡°Bang bang bang bang bang!¡±
As soon as the ten people stood up and wanted to run, their bodies were shaken by the heavy lead bullets.
"Who else?"
Xiao Dao asked loudly in Mongolian.
It was quiet, and all the prisoners bowed their heads.
Killing is always the best means of deterrence, and Fang Xing knows this very well.
Seeing that the situation was calm, Fang Xingcai said: "Gather them all, those who resist will be killed without mercy!"
At this time, Fang Wu came over and reported: "Master, more than a hundred horses were lost, and the rest were trapped."
"Yes, we can also become cavalry, hahahaha!"
Once Fang Xing was in a good mood, Lin Qun'an dared to come over and ask a question: "Uncle, how should we deal with these prisoners?"
Fang Xing¡¯s smile faded and he said coldly: ¡°Take it back to Wang Huan and repair Xinghe Fort when the weather gets warmer.¡±
Free labor is not wasted!
Xinghe Fort hangs alone outside the fortress. The Xuanfu has been applying for expansion, but has been repeatedly rejected. Even Zhu Di does not support it.
With the prisoners sent by Fang Xing, the Xuanfu should not be stingy with the money and food, and could at least strengthen Xinghe Fort.
"Sir, I found a lot of mutton. It seems that they are really the elite of Arutai."
The easiest way to judge whether the opponent is elite or not on the grassland is to look at the supplies.
If there is no meat, it is probably a miscellaneous army, or an army that is not popular.
Fang Xing said calmly: "So what if you are the elite? An arrogant soldier will be defeated!"
The prisoners were tied up in strings with ropes, and of course they couldn¡¯t use the tents. As for how many people would freeze to death at night, Fang Xing didn¡¯t care at all.
Yang Fuhong had been following Fang Xing blankly, and then he said as if he was waking up from a dream: "Uncle, do you want me to send someone back to report the news?"
"No."
Fang Xing rubbed his stomach and said, "I'm hungry. Let's ask someone to cook. Let's eat some mutton too."
Yang Fuhong felt that he had been left out. If it were anyone else, he would definitely go to the camp, but Fang Xing's killing today made him a little scared.
"Everyone except the brothers guarding the prisoners can drink tonight!"
"Thank you uncle!"
Feeling this vitality, Yang Fuhong suddenly felt that his idea of ??hanging around in Xinghebao was a bit wrong.
If I could stay with Uncle Xinghe, would it be
But the generals of the Ming Dynasty are not so easy to deploy. When he went to express his loyalty to Fang Xing, Fang Xing said coldly: "There are no fat people in the Jubao Mountain Guard." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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