Villager of Daming

Chapter 1193: Uneasy on the Road to Breakout

When the Ming soldiers who were harassing the Northern Yuan army to the west saw the enemy rushing forward with torches, they ran away quickly!

Run to the side and don't let them catch up. There are too many people and you can't beat them.

Those rushing in the front are usually there to break the formation. They hold shields and torches and look like they are ready to fight anyone they catch. They look quite scary.

The people who were harassing from the west ran away, and the people next to them opened fire. The crackling noise continued. There was no need to aim. They just saw who could reload the bullet faster and shoot.

Fortunately, the generals of the Northern Yuan Dynasty knew how to use troops. They also sent people to charge the surrounding areas, preventing the Ming army from firing comfortably.

The front troops had already rushed out, and the central army behind them followed closely. In the end, they were naturally being hunted down. They wanted to stay behind to block the enemy and protect their own large convoy, but they did not have that ability.

If you leave a thousand men to guard a few hills or valleys, then just guard them! If the Ming army doesn't charge, chase them from other places and surround this side.

The number of people is already unequal, and the weapons are even more unequal. If you want to block them, you must have a sufficient range or create interference.

People fell down from time to time on the way to break out. The paper shell bullets were loaded with lead bullets in front, and they would not kill people immediately if they hit non-fatal parts such as arms or legs.

Deaths were caused by infection or damage to body tissue, such as excessive bleeding. Lead bullets are not poisonous, and no one adds other poisons to them.

The bullets only need to cause mechanical damage to the enemy. Zhu Wentian did not even make poison gas for fear that it would leak and poison himself.

The generals of the Northern Yuan Dynasty commanded their troops while running under protection.

They listened to the various shouts and gunshots, their hearts were bleeding and painful! Even if those who were not dead, ran away, or were injured, they were no longer responsible for them.

The six thousand men were six generals, all of whom were captains of a thousand men. The one who encountered the first was the most unlucky. He suffered the most losses and had less than six hundred men left.

Those who were injured and unable to escape were left behind and not killed, but they were also not given any weapons or food, leaving them to be captured.

He gave the order to kill, which affected the morale of the army. Being captured by the enemy, being a slave is better than dying.

"Follow up, don't worry about the back." The general who lost the most at the beginning was at the end, who said he was the least! He had no say.

He thought that if he tried his best and let others go to the front, he might have more men left than others.

He told the team not to think about the people chasing them and just to run as fast as they could.

"You can't leave me behind now, right? There are so many people rushing ahead. Even if we run as hard as we can, the people chasing us won't be so desperate."

The generals did not dare to ride horses, but there were horses in the army for transportation, and they could also become light cavalry on flat ground.

He was carried by others to save his energy, and the people who carried him changed back and forth. He would have been too conspicuous if he rode on a horse.

Due to his weak strength, he could only run last. He comforted himself that those running in front were paving the way for him.

'Boom~~~' 'Boom...' Just when he thought he was safe, there was a sudden light coming from behind the unit of his colleagues in front of him, followed by a buzzing in his ears.

Then the sedan chair he was sitting on tilted, and he fell down, looking confused.

He opened his mouth and felt uncomfortable in his stomach and wanted to vomit. He turned his head to look at the people around him. Someone was squatting to pick up a torch, trying hard to hold his head, and seemed to be shouting something.

The moon had moved to the west, and the moonlight was of no help. However, under the light of the torches ahead, smoke could be vaguely seen. "It's over, it's over ahead, all the people in Babacha have died, we can't get through, there's nothing but smoke there."

A voice came into his ears, and the general who had fallen down knew that he could hear it. Babacha was the captain of the team running in front of him.

"Stop, don't run, stop, tell the team not to run, there might be more ahead! Put down your weapons, put them down."

It only took him a few breaths to figure out what he should do: surrender. After all, he was a captain of a thousand men and had some subordinates.

Besides, he knew a lot of things and was valuable, so he shouldn't be killed. Wouldn't it be better to bring him back alive? For example, as a captive or something.

His men shouted to each other, and those in the front ran back. Some of Babacha's men followed and pressed their ears hard with their fingers.

Not far away, a man from Xiaqiu Village smiled and said, "There are more ahead! Will it be useful to make explosive packs at night?"

The guard centurion on his left immediately praised: "As expected of the people from Xiaqiu Village, the last team stayed, but it's a pity that many people were killed in the explosion."

He lamented that some of the explosive packs were buried in the ground and some were hung on trees, so no one could see them at night.

The original plan was to wait for the team in front to pass and leave the ones behind behind, but it turned out that the fuse was not lit by their own people, but by a torch in the Northern Yuan team.

Since one has boomed, why not the others boom as well!

This was only the first dynamite attack, there were more to come! There was one more at a distance.

The explosive packs buried in the soil have little killing power, but those hanging on the ground are more powerful. We have tried it on livestock, and their internal organs were damaged and bleeding from all their orifices.

That was a pack of explosives. Normally, we wouldn't use it, but it's just right for killing enemies.

"This is a solution that we all came up with together. We don't need the credit. It will all be attributed to you later. No matter how great the credit is for Xiaqiu Village, it will be like that."

The people of Xiaqiu Village gave up their credit first. It was really useless for him to take the credit. He had to study hard and then become a small official.

If he goes back to get married, he will definitely not be given a fifth-rank official position, and he doesn't want money.

"Thank you, Brother Zhu." The centurion was happy and didn't refuse at all, not even pretending!
He got part of the credit and was able to get more military pay, the kind that is paid monthly, which is a salary increase, and he can also get a one-time bonus.

The young generals in Xu Da's army were equally happy. Those who participated in leaving behind the enemy's baggage and prisoners could at least receive a few strings of silver coins, right?
People over there were already shouting, "Surrender!", "Don't shoot!" The voices weren't quite uniform, but the meaning was clear.

At this time, the guards went forward first. They had assault rifles and the small pistols on their bodies were for use by the people in Xu Da's army next to them.

Everyone knows how to do it, but there are not enough guns. Usually, you can get your hands on rifles, assault rifles and pistols, so it's no problem to shoot a few bullets to get a feel for it.

A pistol is good at close range, better than a bayonet.

Everyone gathered around cautiously. Someone over there was gesturing with his hands. Those who could hear the sound knew it was surrender, and they were afraid that those who couldn't hear would cause trouble. The enemy would show no mercy.

When the troops here surrounded them, the people there, including Babacha's troops who were stopped here, understood and surrendered.

They were already so frightened that they had no intention of resisting. If they were captured, they might still survive, but if they took up arms, they would surely die. The key point was that the enemy was so cruel!
Babacha, who was running over there, also knew the situation. People in the back of his team were dead, and the gunfire was getting more frequent. Run! Run as much as you can, especially if you want to run away.

(End of this chapter)