The journey of giving birth to a son

Chapter 239 We won

Seeing that their commander was running away so fast, the Tatar soldiers lost their backbone and fled in panic.

But the more they fled, the harder the pursuers behind them tried to catch up.

If it were an ordinary Yan soldier, he would have already withdrawn his troops when he saw the Tatars retreating. But General Zheng's army is an elite division that is not afraid of the Tatars and dares to pursue them.

Under the pursuit of the guerrillas, the Tatar army, which had lost all fighting spirit, abandoned its helmets and armor all the way and was defeated!

The cavalry led by General Zheng went to catch up. Lu Zhan and Wei Hu stood there and watched the team leave.

"Let's go! Follow me to kill the Tatars, do you dare?" Zheng Feng came over on horseback! With eyes full of approval!
If there was anything they didn't dare to do, Wei Hu and Lu Zhan casually grabbed the horses abandoned by the Tatars and ran forward with the guerrillas!

"Where's Zhan'er?" Mrs. Zhang kept standing on the city wall looking at her son.

"Go that way!" Jiang Shiyi pointed at Lu Zhan. Mrs. Zhang looked at her son. Her son was protecting her family and country. Mrs. Zhang was filled with pride!
"We won!"

"We won!"

"Sir, General Zheng and the others are back!"

When the Tatars entered the Mighty Fort, Lu Xiang would die. Lu Xiang knew what it would be like to fall into the hands of the Tatars. Lu Xiang was not afraid of death, but what would Panpan do after he died? She is so little!
Lu Xiang hugged Panpan and cried loudly!

"Mom!" Lu Xiang threw the dagger and rushed towards Zhang. Zhang hugged Lu Xiang tightly! Xie Zhaoyu also hugged Panpan and pressed his face against hers. The Tatars retreated, but her child survived!
The whole family was crying together, and Jiang Shiyi felt uncomfortable in her heart. Mrs. Zhang looked at her, stretched out her hand and hugged her too!
Xiao Shao stood in the urn, silently looking at the bodies of Chen Qianhu and the soldiers who had been sorted out. He was silent for a while and said, "We must properly arrange for the families of these dead soldiers and their families, and we cannot let them sacrifice their lives for the country in vain." . In a few days, I will report to the garrison office. All the soldiers who have made meritorious service will be rewarded according to their merits. Those soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country will also be awarded according to their merits, and the pensions will not be less. "

Mrs. Zhang, Xie Zhaoyu and Jiang Shiyi opened the door tiredly. Lu Xiang was holding Panpan and crying.

The Tatars retreated, and the female soldiers on the city wall returned home happily.

Under the leadership of Meng Danyang, the female soldiers all shouted!
The guerrillas chased Mantulu's army for a long time until they were driven far away from the border. Then they turned their horses and headed towards Fort Mighty.

When Jiang Shiyi and others came in, Lu Xiang was already ready to end his life, with a dagger placed on the kang.

The others stood behind Xiao Shao, with tears in their eyes.

After hearing the report from the defenders that General Zheng's army appeared in the distance, Xiao Shao hurriedly led the officials to stand at the gate of the city, looking northwest, eagerly awaiting.

Lu Xiang was at home with Panpan. She knew that there were no weapons on the city wall, and she didn't know if her mother and the others could come back.

When he heard the door ringing, Lu Xiang thought it was Tatar soldiers coming in. Lu Xiang raised the dagger in his hand and pointed it at the door.

After a while, as the sound of horse hooves got closer and louder, General Zheng's army had turned around and reached the city gate in a blink of an eye.

This team of more than 3,000 people lined up neatly outside the gate of Mighty Fort. Their military appearance was neat and tidy, and their postures were upright. Even the horses under them were trained to be very obedient. At this time, they all stood quietly in the snow, very quiet.

With a smile on his face, Xiao Shao led a group of officials eagerly to greet him. Directly in front of the team, a middle-aged man in his thirties, riding a black horse with white hooves and wearing a general's armor, was riding a black horse with white hooves. He was none other than the guerrilla general Zheng Feng.

Xiao Shao and Zheng Feng met several times at the garrison in Dingbian City. Although they knew each other, they did not have a close relationship. On the one hand, General Zheng is a military attaché of the fourth rank, while Xiao Shao is only a military attache of the fifth rank. In terms of rank, Zheng Fengbi is higher than Xiao Shao.

On the other hand, Zheng Feng is a guerrilla general who leads troops outside and focuses on combat. Xiao Shao was stationed in the defense of the military fort, and he mainly worked in the fields to collect grain. The two of them didn't have much contact, and they were just acquaintances.

At this moment, Xiao Shao admired and was grateful to Zheng Feng who rescued Weiwu Fort from danger.

He stepped forward respectfully, saluted, and said loudly: "Thank you, General Zheng, for arriving in time and saving the soldiers and civilians of Fort Weiwu from the fire."

Zheng Feng had already dismounted. He was tall and burly, with regular features and bright eyes.

Years of fighting on the border have left traces of wind and frost on his face, and his expression is serious and calm.

But when he saw Xiao Shao at this moment, he showed a somewhat appreciative smile, "Master Xiao is really not simple. At such a young age, he was able to keep 10,000 elite soldiers out of the city for more than a month."

He said with emotion, "Although we had long received military reports of the siege of Fort Weiwu, we were dragged by a large number of Tatar troops in Dingbian City and were unable to escape. Fortunately, a team of soldiers were sent from the Shenji Battalion in the capital. A firearms team brought newly developed muskets and artillery, which beat the Tatars to the ground, and then we set out to rescue Fort Mighty."

Xiao Shao was stunned and said with a smile, "So, we relied on the power of firearms this time. To be honest, if it weren't for those two artillery pieces and dozens of muskets, we wouldn't have been able to support you until you came. Help."

Zheng Feng was a little surprised, "Why do you still have gunmen in your fort? I heard that several military forts don't have gunmen, and the newly assigned birdguns have become decorations."

Xiao Shao smiled proudly, "Originally there wasn't one, but we have established a gun team in half a month, and we have also established a women's gun team!"

"Really? You also established a women's gun team? Women can also fight in battle!"

"General Zheng, you don't know, the women here fight harder than the men! This time, thanks to these women, as well as the old people and children, if we hadn't all been united, we wouldn't have been able to win this war!"

The two of them were talking at the same time. Zheng Feng couldn't help but sigh when he found out about the old, weak, women and children guarding the city together in Weiwu Fort!

"General Zheng, it's getting late at this moment. Why don't you stay in my house for one night and go back tomorrow?"

Zheng Feng saw that it was getting late and it was snowing heavily, so he hurriedly returned to the barracks because he was afraid of the dangers on the road. At this moment, seeing Xiao Shao's hospitality and wondering how the mighty fort could hold the castle and what the women's gun team was about, he led a dozen generals into the defense mansion.

The remaining soldiers stayed outside the city, camped on the spot, and buried pots to make rice.

After more than half a month of tenacious resistance, the Tatars were finally driven away and the crisis was resolved.

At this time, although every household has lit lights, some are happy and some are sad. Those with family members happily reunited together, cooked a sumptuous dinner, and had a lively meal to celebrate the victory at this moment.

Those whose relatives were injured carefully took care of the wounded and told them the good news that the Tatars had been repelled, hoping that this good news would help their injuries improve quickly.

The most silent courtyards are families who lost their loved ones in this war. They closed their doors and silently paid homage to their loved ones at home.