After hearing Yang Zhen's words, Yang Shen was very moved for a moment. He wanted to say something more to his fellow sect, but for a moment he felt that everything he said was pretentious and superfluous, so he just didn't say anything at all.

He said, cupped his hands, and shouted in a low voice to the gunners who had already looked at him: "Take the guns and withdraw!"

The ammunition for the Tiger Crouching Cannon was actually almost used up, especially the heaviest sacks of lead bullets. Almost all of them had been shot out, so Yang Shen and others retreated very cleanly. In the blink of an eye, they had already carried the Tiger

Crouching and gunning, we left the black pine forest.

At this moment, the crowded crowd inside the Tatar camp started to commotion again. Perhaps the pause in the shelling in the pine forest was a little long, which made them think that the Ming army that had robbed the camp had retreated.

Yang Zhen felt that the time had come, so he said to Zhang Chen and Zhang Guogan: "You and your musketeers should also retreat! Remember to take note of the preset positions at the edge of the reed swamp and wait for me!"

Zhang Chen and Zhang Guogan looked at each other, said nothing, clasped their fists and bowed to say goodbye.

At this time, Yang Zhan'ao and Yan San were the only two people left beside Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhan'ao's only two men also disappeared in the melee in the Tatar camp. They were either killed in battle or trapped inside.

Of course, it is also possible that the moment he left the camp, he was stunned by the batch of "Dragon King Cannons" thrown by Yan San and his men, and then died in the stampede of thousands of Tatars.

Everything is possible, but the only thing impossible is that they continue to be Yang Zhan'ao's subordinates.

The few people in front of me, except Yang Zhen, are already used to life and death, and there is nothing to be sad about.

As more and more real Tatars and second Tatars rushed out of the Tatar camp, Yang Zhen knew that the empty city strategy could not last too long, so he said to Yang Zhan'ao: "Zhan'ao! I know your archery skills! How to light the fire.

I’ll leave it to you! Yan San and I will take the first step!”

After saying this, Yang Zhen stopped trying to be mysterious, took the first step, turned around and left. Yan San followed closely behind.

Yang Zhan'ao immediately took out an arrow from the "arrow pot" on his waist, then stretched his bow and nocked an arrow, lit the arrow with a nearby torch used to place suspects, and then shot it out with a "swish" sound.

!

It turned out that the arrow was a rocket, and the body of the arrow behind the arrowhead had been wrapped around and around with fine linen cloth soaked in tung oil.

At this time, the bold Tatar Aha rushed into the pine forest and found that several bonfires deliberately lit in the forest and the torches deliberately tied to the trees were nothing more than an empty city strategy of the Ming army, so he shouted loudly.

Get up: "The barbarian has escaped! The barbarian from the advance camp has escaped!"

The crowd that was still jostling inside the Tatar camp suddenly regained their fighting spirit and once again rushed out like a tide.

At exactly this moment, the rocket fired by Yang Zhan'ao flew out of the forest and was nailed to the wooden frame used to carry tens of thousands of enemies. Moreover, the fire ball of the rocket hit the ten thousand enemies who were only about two inches away.

The enemy is on the line of fire.

The rocket fired, sparks flew everywhere, and then there was an earth-shattering "boom" sound, and the huge firelight once again cut through the dark night and shined in the sky.

In an instant, the Tatar crowd, which was overwhelmed by tens of thousands of enemies, was blown to pieces with a violent explosion.

Countless limbs and broken arms flew into the sky, and then fell into the big hole created by the explosion on the ground, like a hail of flesh and blood!

After Yang Zhan'ao shot that rocket, he turned around and rushed out of the black pine forest, running towards the distant reed marsh in the dark night.

On the night of the eighth day of March in the twelfth year of Chongzhen, a night attack on the Tatar camp on the north bank of the Xiaoling River burned down the Tatar grain and grass storage area. Long after the incident, the legend about Yang Zhen was still widely circulated among the Liaodong Army, and even

It was also said to be miraculous among the Manchu and Qing Tatar armies!

One of the most talked about is the story of Yang Zhen fighting in the black pine forest. With a bow and a pot of arrows, he single-handedly blocked thousands of Tatar pursuers for the Ningyuan advance battalion.

And Yang Zhen's heroic image of "attacking must be the first, retreating must break the rear" has been repeatedly confirmed by Xu Changyong, Zu Keyong, Yuan Jin and their subordinates, and has been repeatedly praised and praised.

Yang Zhen did not intend to create such a heroic image for himself. Everything he did that night was out of necessity.

However, since such a legend has arisen, there is no need to deny it, so he never denies it.

Of course, he himself knew very well, and Yan San also knew very well that the last person to leave the black pine forest that night was not Yang Zhen himself, but Yang Zhan'ao.

But is this fact important? At least Yan San and Yang Zhan'ao both feel that this fact is not important at all.

Because they all know that without Yang Zhen's command, such a night attack is simply unimaginable, and no one would even initiate it.

Anyway, when Yang Zhan'ao caught up with Yang Zhen and Yan San amidst the earth-shattering explosion, and the three of them returned to the edge of the reed swamp, Yang Zhen was praised by Zhang Chen and Zhang Guogan.

The general crowd cheered.

Yang Zhen was even lifted up by Zhang Chen and others and thrown upward several times!

Yang Zhen originally expected the Tatars to pursue him, but in the end he did not dare to pursue them.

Because Niulu Zhangjing, the only Tatar in the Tatar camp who could still assume the heavy responsibility of command, was blown up to the sky when ten thousand enemies exploded. After falling, he became a bloody mass.

Meat puree.

The Tatars and Ahabs, who had completely lost their command, were already frightened every step of the way. They did not dare to cross the black pine forest, cross the grassy beach, and then pursue the endless reed swamps on the coastline.

In this way, Yang Zhen, happily surrounded by a group of survivors, successfully arrived at the place where he had disembarked from the boat, then climbed the centipede boat smoothly, and finally returned to the sandbank where he had just left in the middle of the night.

superior.

By this time, Yang Zhen and his party no longer had to hide their whereabouts. They hung lanterns on the boat and cheered all the way back to the dock on the east bank of the sandbank.

Yang Zhen and others got off the ship, and no one held Xu Changyong, Zu Keyong, and Yuan Jin's troops accountable for their unrighteousness in evacuating first. Everyone acted as if nothing had happened, and started celebrating the achievements of the night attack as soon as they met.

Great victory!

"This battle must be regarded as a rare victory! I, Lao Xu, have been fighting with Commander Zu for many years, and we have fought many big battles, tough battles and hardships.

It’s a battle! But if I ask myself in my life, I have never fought like this! But it’s better to fight like this! It’s better to fight like this - it’s fun! It relieves my anger!”

When they arrived at the assembly and boarding area, Xu Changyong, who was the first to advocate an immediate evacuation, saw Yang Zhen and immediately pretended that the disgraceful thing had never happened. He publicly praised the achievements that Yang Zhen led everyone to achieve.

A victory, and he did not hesitate to characterize it as a great victory.

Yuan Jin also came over happily to echo Xu Changyong's words, only to hear him say: "Brother Xu is right! The imperial court has not had such a hearty victory against the Tatars for many years! Brother Yang

!Should we think of a way to send the good news of this great victory back to Ningyuan or even Shanhaiguan as soon as possible!? The brothers who died in the battle cannot die in vain, and the brothers who have returned victoriously cannot work hard in vain.

ah!"

Zu Keyong, on the other hand, stood aside and watched the performance of Xu Changyong and Yuan Jin. He did not imitate them and tried to flatter his face. Instead, he stood up straight, then clasped his fists at Yang Zhen, bowed to the ground, and finally stood up.

said:

"In this night attack, we were able to burn the Tatars' food and grass, and we were able to escape almost completely. It was almost entirely due to the strength of Yang Xiezhen! It was almost entirely due to the strength of Yang Xiezhen's subordinates! The life of Zu

I rarely admire anyone, but from today on, I am truly convinced of Yang Xiezhen’s wisdom and bravery, and of Yang Xiezhen’s righteousness! I admire him from the bottom of my heart!”

At present, Yang Zhen has not dared to think about poaching Zu Keyong from Zu Dashou, but he is still sincerely happy for the respect expressed by Zu Keyong.

"Hey——Brother Zu, you are serious! You are so commendable! Yang is not as evil as you said! This night attack was a lucky success! But this credit belongs to everyone, not just me.

It doesn’t belong to any team! It belongs to all of us! We have said long ago that if we are brothers, we will live and die together, and we will share wealth and wealth! Now we live and die together! Next, if there is wealth, brothers should share it!

"

Yang Zhen's words made Xu Changyong, Yuan Jin and their surviving subordinates smile with joy.
Chapter completed!