Chapter 28: The weapon on the waist, can you take a look
The night breeze whistled, frogs croaked constantly, and the singing of birds came from time to time in the trees.
Among the mountains to the west of Xingshan Fort, where the Xuanbei Army was hiding, it was surrounded by towering trees. A ruined temple that had long been abandoned could provide shelter from the wind and rain, and the surrounding trees were lush, making it an excellent hiding place.
When Chang Zhengbiao and others discovered that two Tatar soldiers had escaped, it was almost dusk, and Ma Zhenyuan, Zheng Zhitai, Sun Dongri and other three people were seriously injured and it was not easy to run away in a hurry.
Chang Zhengbiao then made some temporary brackets, used two horses and camels to carry one person, and hurriedly buried the bodies of the fallen soldiers, took the chopped off Tatar heads and the captured Tatar Bashiku, and headed forward.
Rush to the secret campsite.
This place is less than five miles away from Daxing Fort, less than fifteen miles away from Xingshan Fort, and almost ten miles away from the place where Shicai fought.
Chang Zhengcheng took the lead and led Ershi's knights back. They built several fire pits in the hall, with blazing coals inside, and several iron pots and kettles placed on the fire pits.
When Chang Zhengbiao and others rushed back to protect Ma Zhenyuan, the "gululu" soup was boiling in the pot, simmering broth and rice, and strong wine was scalding in the iron pot, and the warmth and aroma lingered in the pot.
Everyone around.
Chang Zhengbiao arranged for Sanshi's knights to stand guard outside the ruined temple. Eleven of them set up hidden sentries at high places and trees two miles away. There were also open sentries around the ruined temple, and there were also two mobile sentries.
Everyone in the ruined temple paid great attention to these rescued Ming army sentinels, and it was only then that they had time to ask about the details of their attack.
Qian Yusheng was the least injured and was a participant from beginning to end, so it was up to him to tell everyone the story of the ambush in detail.
Starting from the discovery of the Tatar sentry, it focused on the process of the ambush battle. Ma Zhenyuan, who was lying beside him, also supplemented the deficiencies.
The Tatars are indeed brave, with strong fighting skills, thick armor, and sharp bows and arrows. Ma Zhenyuan and the others suddenly encountered the enemy. It is really rare for them to fight to such an extent with an equal number of Tatar sentinels.
It was also their good fortune that they happened to encounter Chang Zhengbiao and his troops hiding nearby. Otherwise, the entire army would have been wiped out, and not even one of them would survive.
Chang Zhengbiao sighed: "Masters Ma and Master Zheng are both good men. Their military strength is less than that of the Tatars. They suddenly encountered the enemy, but they were able to kill nine Tatar vests and sentries. It is not easy!"
Ma Zhenyuan forced himself to sit up. He leaned against the broken wall and clasped his fists with difficulty: "Thank you all warriors for saving me, otherwise I would never survive."
"Cough...ah...cough...cough..."
Zheng Zhitai also wanted to say something at the side, but there was a deep blood mark on his neck, and he was speechless. He lay on the ground and barely clasped his fists to indicate.
Chang Zhengbiao hurriedly waved his hand to signal him not to move, and then said: "My general master and Marshal Wu met very late. We are like a family, so why should we be polite? Instead, we met each other!"
Qian Yusheng had just put down the bowl of broth he was drinking and was about to salute. After hearing his words, he was stunned and didn't know what to do.
Chang Zhengfei came over and patted him on the shoulder, saying: "Brother, drink the broth well, and when you are in good health, we can kill the Tatars again."
"Kill the Tatars, and still kill the Tatars!"
With tears in his eyes, Qian Yusheng picked up the bowl of broth and drank it hard.
Chang Zhengfei came to Sun Dongri again and started to feed him. Sun Dongri's arms were injured by arrows and axes, and the injuries were still unclear. At this moment, he could not eat by himself.
On the other side, Ershi Chang Zhengcheng was very interested in the heads of Tatars. He was holding a human head in braid and was looking at it carefully.
Chang Zhengbiao turned his head and happened to see it. When he was panicking just now, he didn't feel anything. But now he just glanced at it and became interested. He smiled and said: "Let us have a look at that Tatar head."
Chang Zhengcheng smiled and said: "Third brother, come on!"
As he spoke, he threw a Tatar head over. Chang Zhengbiao raised his hand to grab it. He did not take the Tatar head in his hand, but grabbed the pigtail with his backhand.
The blood had coagulated, and the head looked a little shriveled, not as bright as when it was first cut off. He turned it over in his hands and looked at it carefully, up and down, left and right.
Then he said: "The Tatars are just like this, there is nothing surprising about them, how can they make our Ming Dynasty so excited?"
He handed the Tatar head to the brothers in the team next to him. Everyone looked at it and marveled at it. They all said: "It turns out that Tatars look like this."
They had previously learned about the appearance, characteristics and fighting methods of the Tatars from the veterans who had participated in the Battle of King Qin. It was not until Zhang Cheng established the military hall after returning from the Henan Province to suppress the bandits.
Systematic explanation.
But none of them were as intuitive as today. Maybe this time the battle was too smooth. They Xuanbei Sentinels all thought that the Tatars were nothing more than that and didn't take them to heart at all.
Chang Zhengcheng even carried the money rat tail, shook the head constantly, and said with his tongue: "Look at this pig tail, it's really interesting!"
At this moment, Ma Zhenyuan drank some broth and ate some delicious rice, and his physical strength and spirit were slightly restored. He leaned on the remaining wall, looking at the group of young soldiers who came from the North, and sighed in his heart!
They were so young, playing with the Tatar heads at will, and the way they talked and laughed was so fascinating.
On the other hand, looking at the soldiers in various towns in Liaodong, they all had a changed look on their faces, and their fear of the Tatars had already penetrated into their bones. It was the first time that I had seen the demeanor and morale of the soldiers in front of me.
Breathing heavily, he explained to everyone: "The Tatars are indeed different from us Han people. Their eyes are small and long, the tails of their eyes are slanted down, and their upper and lower lips are very thick.
The slave thieves were not educated and were accustomed to shaving their hair and braiding it. The thickness of their hair pores and the color of their scalps were also different. Moreover, the slave thieves ate differently from us Han people, and their teeth were worn quite differently.
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He stopped to take a breath, and then continued: "In the past, when the heads of Tatars were captured, Shangguan would distinguish real Tatars from fake ones. In addition to checking their appearance, they would also throw them into the water to identify them, with their faces facing up.
It's the man.
These are all to prevent us from killing good people and taking credit, or from someone using a woman’s head to pretend to be a man.”
Although Chang Zhengbiao and others were outstanding in skills, brave and careful, and were indeed qualified sergeants, what Ma Zhenyuan said really opened everyone's eyes.
It turns out that there is so much knowledge in killing a Tatar and beheading him!
Ma Zhenyuan and the others all liked to hear these old news, so he got into a mood and told everyone about it. Many of them were from his early experiences in the army.
Zheng Zhitai also regained some energy, and the blood stains on his neck were also covered with ointment and bandaged so that they were less oozing.
He was sitting next to Qian Yusheng, but his eyes were always staring at the short-handed muskets stuck in the leather holsters on the waists of Chang Zhengbiao and others. At this time, he saw that everyone was listening with interest and smiling happily.
He timidly interrupted and asked, "I would like to ask Chang Tou if we can have a look at the sharp weapon on your waist."
Chang Zhengbiao slapped his waist with his big hand and asked in a deep voice: "Is this what you want to see?"