Villager of Daming

Chapter 330 Poor Kou Mo Chasing Baggage (Sixth)
"Drive~drive~~"

"Run!"

'Crackling...'

"I surrender, surrender!"

Wang Baobao's army was running, Xu Da's army pursued, the fusiliers mounted their horses, and stopped after fighting.

Followed by other infantry and cavalry, some surrendered, strapped and drew their weapons.

After chasing and running, Yuan soldiers fell on the running road one by one, and the others surrendered. The wounded shouted the most sincerely.

Wang Baobao's cavalry was also dismounted, and the horses ran along, and the wounded rushed wildly.

Five miles is five miles, but in fact it was about half a mile away. The Ming army's pursuit stopped, no matter how embarrassed the opponent was running, they turned around and gathered the soldiers, horses, and enemy weapons.

As soon as the fusiliers came back, they immediately dismounted and reloaded. This was their life. A flintlock with bullets was better than a flintlock with a bayonet inserted.

They had bayonets in their hands, which, if need be, were inserted in the front barrels, and there were no catches for the bayonets.

This kind of bayonet is easy to be knocked out horizontally, but it is better than nothing, at least it can be stabbed once.

Wait until you go back and then install a new bayonet that can fit the barrel, that one will not be able to be knocked out, and it can be dialed and blocked.

"Keep the defensive formation, scout out, and treat the enemy's wounded." Xu Da put down his binoculars and ordered again.

He saw Wang Baobao running in such a panic and did not chase after him, and he would never be wrong to listen to His Majesty.

You, Wang Baobao, run away!I don't believe that if you don't come back, I still have a range advantage when you come back. I can either charge forward or keep running.

"Don't move, I'll give you a wooden stick to bite on, and help you get the bullet. If you die, it's your fate. Remember to be grateful when you're alive!"

The Ming army happily treated the enemy's wounds, including those who had been hit by bullets in their stomachs, and searched carefully.

For them, this is practice, treat these enemies as their brothers, and operate according to what they have learned before.

One by one, the wounded were fixed and bitten by a wooden stick. The Ming soldiers washed their hands with soap first, and then wiped their tools and hands with alcohol.

The next step is to patiently fetch the bullets for the other party, or stitch the wound, and then bandage it with gauze.

There were muffled humming sounds in the camp from time to time, obviously this kind of trauma was very painful to deal with.

Of course, there are those who cannot be rescued, so they can only give up with regret, throw them into the big pit next to them, and bury them together when the time comes.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the corpses cannot be exposed to the wild, and diseases will appear.

Of course, there is no problem in throwing it in the desert, or it will be turned into bones, or it will be dried.

The scouts ran around to determine Wang Baobao's location. Xu Da looked at the sky and ordered to cook. The soldiers took turns to eat, in case Wang Baobao would call back at any time.

"The soldiers are very happy. They have never fought such a smooth battle. In fact, if they really charge with cavalry, or the previous firearms, archers, and shield soldiers, we must have many casualties."

Lan Yu came to Xu Da's side and talked about the situation of the team and the judgment on the battlefield.

Xu Da shook his head: "If you fight like that, Wang Baobao can only take a small number of people away, and now he has nearly 2 people.

He Zongzhe, who hadn't come out, was hiding somewhere, and there were only more than [-] people.

This time, he captured more than 3000 people, and another 1000 people were killed, and we did not lose one member. "

Xu Da analyzed the situation. He didn't care about killing people in battle. It's not that he has never fought in war before, and he himself suffered a lot of injuries.

On the contrary, he regretted that Wang Baobao didn't send troops to make a forceful charge. If he made a forceful charge, he was sure to lose 2000 people and leave the opponent with 2 people.

Sapphire nodded, also thinking that Wang Baobao could be disabled at once with a certain price.

He glanced at the flags of Yuan soldiers that had been collected, and smiled: "Wang Baobao probably didn't see what was going on, so he didn't dare to put all his eggs in one basket. At the same time, he also wanted to lure us to chase him."

"The flintlock gun has a long range and fast reloading speed. Anyone who encounters it for the first time will feel uncomfortable, and it has nothing to do with command ability.

After that, they will find ways to deal with it, such as thicker shields, ambushes, and night attacks.

That's the way it is in war, fighting for morale and luck, you have to use your strengths to avoid weaknesses, the flintlock is so easy to use, hehehe! "

Xu Da couldn't help laughing while talking, very happy.

The corner of Sapphire's mouth twitched: "Going back to the letter, half of the Ming army should be flintlock soldiers, and [-]%... the firecrackers should be melted! Replace them with rotary flintlock guns.

[-]% of them use shields, spears, bows and arrows, and anyone can be a cavalry, with an extra saber.

In this way, when the fusiliers encounter enemy cavalry charging, it is good to have spearmen to help them resist. "

The camp started to cook, and Wang Baobao's army lost a lot of supplies, but they were all gathered.

Xu Da didn't know if Wang Baobao did it on purpose, or if he was really frightened and threw away the luggage, feeling that Wang Baobao was going to die.

Just stay steady, fight when you come, and move forward slowly if you don't come, anyway, what you bring is enough.

There are arrows and grains in the luggage, and the grains are fried noodles, barley noodles, and there is salt in it. The salt is... a bit dark, and it is the kind of large pieces of salt that are crushed, and the grains are very uneven.

"Don't you eat meat?" a Ming soldier asked the prisoner.

The captive looked at each other like a fool: "Can you eat meat? Our ancestors could eat meat because they had a lot of livestock. Now they are fighting all the time. How can there be meat?"

"Then you continue to eat barley noodles, and I'll make you a bowl of soup, how dare you fight us after eating this?" Ming Jun scorned.

Then the smell of meat from the camp spread. There were bacon, sausages, air-dried chicken in the team, and most of them were dried salted fish.

When cooking rice, put the diced meat in, cook soup over there, use dried green onions, ginger, carrots, pepper noodles and salt.

The uninjured captives were given soup first, and there was no salt at this time!The barley noodles they ate had salt in them.

The injured ones ate the same food as the Ming army, and these people could be used as labor when they were taken back home, just like sick animals being treated for treatment.

The uninjured prisoners ate first, and the wounded prisoners who could not eat by themselves were fed after eating.

Like captives with broken intestines, they don't know if they can survive. Anyway, they wash their intestines and sew them up. The stomach is also washed, leaving a soaked straw as a drainage tube.

This kind of food is not given to eat, hungry, others do not hurt the stomach, you need to be fed by others, and those who hurt their arms and legs alone, eat by themselves.

It is not for the kindness of the Ming army to keep the seriously injured enemy, but for observation and to give medicine to the opponent!
If he survived, his brother would be injured in the future, wouldn't he have experience!
"Do you all eat this?" An unlucky and lucky wounded prisoner who was shot four times and all of them were shot on the same leg asked the Ming army next to him who had just treated his wound.

"It's a good day to be at home, but it's hard to go out for a day! Let's just eat it! Otherwise, what else can we do? Isn't it the life of a soldier!"

The person who treated the wound was observing, and he didn't delay eating. He had a resigned expression on his face.

Wounded: "..."

He took a sip of rice and another sip of soup: "Why do you have meat to eat? There are also things in the soup. Your salt is not bitter at all."

"Why do you have to suffer when there is salt that is not bitter? The soup in the soup is all dried before, and it is worthless. Meat...one meal for one person is less than one or two taels!"

Ming Jun continued to talk, as if he had been greatly wronged by the army food.

　I have it today, thank you brothers and sisters for your support!The farmer bowed!Thanks!Corrected a mistake, before the farmer confused Zhang Cundao with He Zongzhe, He Zongzhe was Wang Baobao's partial general, Zhang Cundao was with Tang He, the farmer made a mistake when copying and pasting, it has been corrected, sorry!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)