【1975】Training troops, fighting in front of the village (14)
"Can we hold it outside?" Batu asked.
"Yes, General, we just got the news. Wait three hours and our reinforcements will arrive."
Batu hummed, squinted his eyes, and sat down on his seat.
He reached out and touched nothing, and then Batu remembered that his white tiger fur coat had been taken away by Ma Xiaoquan.
"Damn~~" Batu kicked the seat. The seat tilted slightly, and the leg of the chair touched an almost burned out fire.
The last spark from the fire splashed onto a thin fuse, and immediately the fuse was ignited.
Due to the noise outside, the mess inside the main camp, and Batu's fatigue, he didn't hear the sound of burning fuses at all.
The fuse burned, emitting a strong smell of sulfur, but Batu ignored it due to his negligence.
...
Outside the main camp, there are currently less than twenty people in the Ming army. These dozen soldiers are all covered with colors, and some of them even have arrows stuck in their bodies that they haven't had time to pull out. Even so, these dozen Ming soldiers are still alive. The army still surrounded the Jurchen army, which was several times their size, in front of the main camp.
Atun supported Ma Xiaoquan and walked up slowly. Ma Xiaoquan looked up and closed his eyes.
"Sir, what should we do? It seems that those Jurchen troops are not fighting us, and we can't get in~" Atun said anxiously, "If we don't come, then..."
Ma Xiaoquan naturally knew what Atun was talking about, but now that he only had so many people, what else could he do?
Atun looked at Ma Xiaoquan and said nothing, and suddenly a sentence popped out of his mouth: "It would be great if Batu could be killed by the bomb~"
As soon as Atun finished speaking, there was a loud noise in the center of the main camp.
"Boom"~
Atun was startled, and so was Ma Xiaoquan. Then Ma Xiaoquan suddenly burst into laughter.
At this time, a scream suddenly came from the Jurchen army, which was said in Jurchen language.
When Atun heard this, he was ecstatic and said: "Sir, Batu, Batu was bombed to death, was bombed to death..."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded and licked his chapped lips. He didn't expect that the dirty trick he had saved before would actually work. [Reason? Please look forward: training troops and attacking the front camp (1o)]
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Yes, Batu was killed by the bombing, and he was killed inexplicably.
After the death of the general, the Jurchen soldiers were depleted, and their already low morale fell to the bottom.
Someone opened the gate facing the outside of the pass, and immediately, more than a hundred Jurchen soldiers dispersed and ran towards the outside of the pass.
The Ming army of less than twenty people exerted their last strength, raised the shabby swords in their hands, and once again rushed towards the panicked Jurchen soldiers. As long as they could touch them, no matter what they were, Just cut it.
...
The sky... gradually darkened.
Inside and outside Qiantun, the earth was dyed red with blood, and under the light of the setting sun, it looked desolate.
Ma Xiaoquan and less than ten Ming troops stood on the wall outside Qiantun Pass, looking into the distance.
Not far away, there were nearly two hundred Jurchen soldiers who had escaped, but they were like headless flies, running backwards like crazy. They knew that the Ming army had not caught up, but the fear from the bottom of their hearts... Instigating them to keep running.
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Atun covered his left hand wrapped in a torn piece of cloth and slowly stood behind Ma Xiaoquan.
Ma Xiaoquan glanced back and said, "How is it? Does it still hurt?"
Atun shook his head and said: "I lost three fingers, but I have experienced an unprecedented battle. Sir, Atun has surrendered to you!" After that, Atun knelt in front of Ma Xiaoquan.
The remaining people also knelt down like Atun.
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I should be sorry for you. I brought more than 80 of you out. I thought I could defeat the enemy without fighting, but I didn't expect that now there are only a few people left...
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A Ming soldier held up a bloody human head and threw it in front of Ma Xiaoquan. He said respectfully: "Sir, this is the bandit leader. I cut off Batu's head."
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment and asked: "Did you cut it off? Where is his body?"
The soldier covered the wound on his chest and said: "When the little one saw it, he only had his upper body, not much of his lower body, and his intestines and stomach were rotten all over the place... The little one looked disgusting, so he only cut his head."
It’s been chopped down.”
Ma Xiaoquan narrowed his eyes, walked over, rolled Batu's head over with his toes, and faced him.
Even though his head was lost, Batu still had his eyes open. Ma Xiaoquan could see that at the moment of death, Batu did not expect that he would be killed in such a bomb.
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In the distance outside the pass, the sound of horse hooves could be heard.
Ma Xiaoquan had already breathed a sigh of relief. After hearing the sound of the horse's hoofbeats, he immediately cheered up.
"It's enemy reinforcements~ Sir, what should we do?"
What should we do? This has already happened, what else can we do?
Ma Xiaoquan was filled with hatred. He did not expect the enemy's reinforcements to arrive so soon.
The sound of horse hooves is getting closer and closer, yes, it is Jurchen reinforcements.
"Quickly, close the door first~" Ma Xiaoquan ordered.
The next moment the door was closed, the Jurchen reinforcements rushed a hundred meters in front and stopped.
It's because of a man with a childish face. It's so cold, but his upper body is bare, showing his strong muscles.
This man is none other than Batu's younger brother, Cato Arras.
Cato got news from the Jurchen soldiers who had just stopped on the way, saying that there were not many Ming troops left in the front camp. However, he thought that this might be a trap by the Ming troops, so he added more troops a hundred meters away from the gate.
Tu ordered his cavalry to stop.
Cato saw Ma Xiaoquan standing on the city wall at a glance.
Carrying a long knife alone, he walked ten meters below the city gate. Cato stopped and said in blunt Chinese: "Ma Xiaoquan, how brave are you to take my Qiantun?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "What a joke! How can we allow foreigners like you to get involved in this Ming Dynasty?"
Cato said angrily: "You release my brother, and I will spare your life."
Cato had previously learned from the fleeing soldiers that his brother Batu was dead, but Cato did not believe it. His brother was Batulu and could not be dead.
Cato has been cared for and trained by his brother since he was a child. The friendship between the two brothers is very deep. When he learned that his brother died in battle, Cato refused to believe anything.
"You want your brother? That's fine, I'll give it to you~" Ma Xiaoquan raised his foot and kicked Batu's head off the city wall, and rolled it to the front of Gato's horse.
Cato lowered his head and saw the head, and his pupils shrank sharply. Then he jumped off his horse, held the head in his hands, and screamed to the sky in pain.
"Ma Xiaoquan, I want you to die, I want you to die~~" Cato pulled off the short coat tied around his waist and carefully wrapped the heads of each Batu. He raised his head, his face covered with tears.
Ma Xiaoquan shrugged his shoulders and said: "If I say that your brother killed himself and you don't believe it, then just blame it on me, Ma. I will also say that you Jurchens will cost tens of millions of dollars to kill me."
Ming Ziming, raped and kidnapped my Ming Dynasty woman, I will record this hatred for you, so next, Cato, you and I will kill each other, I will not show mercy."
"Okay~" Cato roared angrily, jumped on the horse, placed his brother's head on his waist, and shouted a few tribal words.
The more than two hundred riders behind them started shouting and getting restless.
Ma Xiaoquan was actually very unsure. There was actually no one on his side who could guard the front camp. As soon as the Jurchen cavalry rushed over, the front camp would be lost.
"You all run away, or hide~" Ma Xiaoquan whispered to calm down several Ming soldiers behind him.
"No, sir, we are not leaving." Several Ming soldiers stubbornly shook their heads and refused.
"But there is no one left, we can't hold on any longer~" Ma Xiaoquan said, "I order you to leave quickly~"
"No~" Atun was the first to take the lead, "Sir, we can't leave anymore. Although Atun has only known you for a short time, Atun admires and respects you. If there is an afterlife, Atun hopes to serve you again.
"After saying that, Atun turned over and jumped off the city wall.
The city wall was not high, about four to five meters. Atun's legs and feet were pretty good. Although one hand was injured, he still managed to roll a few times on the ground and stand up.
Cato was also a little confused by Atun's actions. He raised his hands, and the cavalry behind him immediately stopped shouting.
"Are you that bastard?" Cato looked at Atun and said in Jurchen language.
Atun raised his chin proudly and replied in Chinese: "My name is Atun, and I am a Han Chinese." After saying that, Atun raised the machete in his hand and rushed towards Cato.
Cato glared at Atun with disdain, clamped his legs on the horse's belly, and swung his sword out the moment Atun came closer.
Atun was well prepared, and suddenly he stretched out his arms, and it turned out to be a slender iron rod. The next moment, he heard a clang, and Atun used the iron rod to block Cato's knife. Then, Atun
The clothes that had been prepared were wrapped around Cato's long sword to prevent him from swinging the sword again.
Cato was disdainful, but he didn't expect Atun to be so courageous.
He pumped with his backhand and used 50% of his strength. Atun's lower body was unstable and Cato pulled him over.
"Go to hell~" Cato drew out his long knife, aimed at Atun's shoulder and chopped it down.
With a "poof" sound, Atun's shoulder was completely cut off by Cato. Then, before Atun could react, Cato kicked Atun again, hitting Atun's Adam's apple. There was only a click, and Atun's throat was cut.
Cato kicked him to pieces.
Atun vomited blood, leaned back, twitched twice, and stopped moving.
Atun is dead.
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Cato was also angry. He took back his long knife, pointed it at Ma Xiaoquan on the city wall, and said angrily: "Kill~~"
The cavalry behind them finally moved, roaring and charging towards Qiantun.
At this moment, a drum sound suddenly came from the side, and then a large flag with the word "明" written on it suddenly stood up. Following the word "明" was a smaller flag with the word "明" written on it.