Chapter 8
It was obvious that the Tartars were self-aware. They were aware of their own shortcomings. When they chased the wounded horse, they decided to retreat when they found that the attacker had disappeared.

They are very knowledgeable. The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. I am wrong. The forest is too big for the eight birdmen to complete the search. It is better to run away as soon as possible than to be in vain.

This time, Huang Han suddenly rushed out and cut down two Tartars. Of course, the remaining eight Tartars were furious. The arrested Han people scattered and fled. , all ran aggressively to chase and kill Huang Han.

Of course the Han people were not stupid, they quickly seized the opportunity to flee into the woods, and the brave ones would not forget to carry a bag of things and escape.

The common people, whose legs were weak from fright, were encouraged to find that a warrior like a god had cut down two Tartars in a row.

In this way, in less than a moment, the Tartars who turned back from the forest found that all the Han people had disappeared, the looted things were lost, and even the four cows were taken into the dense forest. Four empty ox carts and a dozen corpses were left on the ground.

The north wind blew across the ground and rolled up countless fallen leaves, and the snow on the trees fell and was blown away by the wind, forming a vast expanse of snow and fog.

After a burst of rapid shooting, the sweaty Tazi Shichang couldn't help but shivered. He stretched his neck and looked deep into the dense forest. He saw footprints everywhere on the snow. He knew that he would be able to shoot if he followed these trails into the dense forest. Kill some fleeing Han Chinese and take back some supplies.

But he didn't dare to do this, God knows what dangers are waiting in the forest, if the fleeing Han people suddenly come out from hiding behind the trees and greet them with wooden sticks, they can only do nothing if they have the ability to ride and shoot. !

Shi Chang thinks that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, and he instinctively feels that someone is peeping around.Looking at his companion whose head had been chopped off, Shi Chang couldn't help feeling palpitations, and the hairs on his back stood up.

What if that god damn thing comes out of nowhere and cuts down two of them before running away?

Life is at stake, so you can't stay in this dangerous place, you have to hurry through this section of the official road in the forest. As for those Han people running away, it doesn't matter at all, hunting rabbits here is easier than catching Han people.

It's just that it's not easy to explain the death of two subordinates. It can only be justified by giving the centurion some filial piety. The commander decided not to return to the camp in a hurry, and needed to grab some more goods so that he could return to the camp for management.

These Tartars are Horqin tribes, they are not directly under the control of the Eight Banners, but belong to the accomplices who accompanied the slaves in committing crimes, which is roughly equivalent to the servant army.

They are usually very loose, as long as they hand over part of the robbery results to the Hou Jin army, they can get the opportunity to act violently against the Han people.

Shi Chang ordered his men to pack up some eye-catching supplies and take them with them, and put the corpses of the two companions on the horses, so the eight Tartars got on the horses and slipped away resentfully.

As soon as the Tartars left, a young man jumped out of the woods. He threw himself on a dead body and cried loudly.

He was shot in the back with one arrow and in the front with four arrows, but he failed to escape.

Father's love is like a mountain. When the man felt that the arrow in his heart was gradually losing strength, he loudly told his son to run. He turned around tenaciously and opened his arms to face the direction of the tartar. After running seven steps, he was hit by four feather arrows. Just fell down.

Obviously, it should be his son who has been taking risks and hiding not far away to watch the movements of the Tartars. This child couldn't bear to have his father's body exposed in the wilderness, and wanted to collect his father's body when the enemy left.

Sure enough, the boy who was about [-] or [-] years old quickly wiped away his tears and began to pick up things scattered on the ground, sobbing. He knew the importance of food and collected dry food as much as possible.

Then he picked up his father and put him gently on the bullock cart, wiped his tearful face with his cuff again, pulled up the bullock cart and walked into the woods.

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Realizing that the pursuers had not followed, Huang Han, who had recovered his breath, finally had time to look at his spoils.

In fact, he had too many regrets in his heart. He had been in the army in Liaodong for a long time, and he was still distressed because he didn't have time to behead the heads of the Jiannu and the two Tartars.

Daming counted military merits by the head, and the method was simple, crude and full of blood.The enemies of the Ming Dynasty were nothing more than the Eastern slaves, Northern captives, Southern Japanese, and Western bandits.

The so-called Eastern slaves are of course the Hou Jin army, that is, the Jiannu. The northern captives are the Tartars who fought against the Ming Dynasty for more than two hundred years. Everyone on the earth knows that the Southern Japanese are pirates. Those who rebelled against officials also included the chieftain army who rebelled in Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan.

Capturing the heads of the rogue bandits in the west and the chieftain rebels in Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan is the lowest level of military merit. The Japanese pirates who caused disasters in Zhili, Zhejiang, and Fujian in the Jiajing year have basically stopped now, and the Ming army has very little chance of being captured.

The most outstanding military achievement in Chongzhen was killing Dongnu. In addition to rewarding the officers and soldiers for promotion, the imperial court would also directly reward them with silver. Ordinary armored soldiers who beheaded Dongnu received 40 taels of silver at the first level. Silver doubled.There is also 20 taels of silver for beheading a first-class Tartar strongman.

If Huang Han, as the captain of Guan Ning's iron cavalry, reports to the first level of the beheaded Jiannu vest and the second level of the control string Tartar, in addition to having 80 taels of silver to get, he is very likely to be promoted to the seventh-rank general banner officer.

With the decapitation skill, Huang Han didn't need to explain how he survived when the entire army was wiped out, because he was a soldier after all, so he couldn't affect the battle situation, and the beheading was enough to prove how he fought bloody battles.

If every frontier army of the Ming Dynasty had such gains, I am afraid that Jiannu would lose even the population of strong men.The Ningjin Great Victory, which is well-known to everyone in the Ming Dynasty, has only been won by more than two hundred levels.

It is no pity to give up the horse that has been snatched, because the horse was hit by seven or eight feather arrows, and the wound was not serious and has been bleeding. Walking in the woods is a funeral for yourself.

Eager to be captured, Huang Han couldn't wait to open the big pocket in the front of the bag to take a look, he couldn't help being extremely disappointed.

He was still expecting that the bulging pocket would bring him a surprise. It turned out that it was just a noose inside. The noose was actually a long rope, but it was of better quality and stronger.

Fortunately, there was a harvest next time. In the big pocket at the back, I found more than a dozen pieces of silver, probably two to thirty taels, and two golden hairpins and three gold rings. The total weight should be about two taels.

Huang Han didn't look at these yellow and white things at all. Money is useful only if it has a life, and I'm afraid it won't be needed now.Instead, he cheered when he took out a multi-grain cake. There was no food for a few days, and Huang Han felt that he was already on fire.

Now that I got more than a dozen pieces of multigrain cakes, I didn't care about anything else, so I just sat down and leaned against a big tree to eat the cakes.

These foods should be the dry food of the Tartars for a day, and it is not known when the next time they will get the food.

Huang Han refused to eat all these pancakes in a day or two, and continued to eat horse meat after eating three pieces.

(End of this chapter)

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