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Chapter five hundred and seventy-two air guns(2/2)

"Master, let's go. If the Ming Dynasty sends a cavalry team to entangle us, we can't even leave. At that time, we were crushed by the infantry army, and it would be completely finished..." Another slave thought of something terrible and immediately said it.

As soon as he said this, the people around Amin felt a terror. There were more elite cavalry in the Ming Dynasty than them. If they didn’t say they could defeat them, they could at least hold them back. If they were to be held back, the infantry would be so close and swept across like this, it would be a dead end!

More people began to persuade Amin.

Amin also knew that his purpose here was to play the Ming Dynasty, delay time and deal with things. If it could be delayed until it rained, it would be the best. Today's weather is not sure that it would rain. Anyway, the sun cannot see a little, and the sky is gray. Amin had already made up his mind to leave, but he was so angry that he was teased by the Ming Dynasty. He was not embarrassed, but also lost morale. He was embarrassed, lost face, and lost morale, and lost all the things he could. This tone was hard for Amin to swallow.

"Let's go!" Amin was angry, angry, anxious, and annoyed for a long time, and finally retreated. Amin also knew that with his ten thousand people to attack the Ming Dynasty military formation, there would be no return.

"Let's go!" I received a clear order. This order was quickly spread throughout the various departments of the Later Jin Dynasty, more than 10,000 troops, quickly retreated back, leaving without looking back, without stopping for a moment.

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Inside the Ming Dynasty military formation.

Qin Liangyu was pushing forward slowly.

"Mom, the Tartars seem to have retreated!" Qin Liangyu's wife Zhang Fengyi suddenly pointed ahead and said.

"Well, mom saw it!" Qin Liangyu smiled slightly, trying to see if he had the strength in his hands. This shot "killed away" the Tartars, and Qin Liangyu was also slightly proud of her.

Mao Wenlong and Man Gui looked at the smoke and dust that kept moving away, and then they understood why Qin Liangyu fired fire into the open space. Although the cannon did not hit the person, it hit the morale of the Tartars and destroyed the Tartars' spirit. They secretly admired it. This move was indeed wonderful.

"The last general admires the commander-in-chief, this artillery has been destroyed by the Tartars' disguise and spirit. Judging from the appearance of running away, it is as embarrassing as it is! It is really pity that the Ming Dynasty can force tens of thousands of Tartars to use infantry to force tens of thousands of Tartars to escape." Mao Wenlong complimented that at this moment, he began to gradually subdue the female commander-in-chief. This ability is not something that ordinary people can do. Previously, many generals of the Ming Dynasty were defeated by the Tartars team in the wild. Not to mention forcing the Tartars to retreat, there were not many people who could do this today.

"Shief Mao has been too rewarded. It is also a blessing for His Majesty to force the Tartars to retreat. He borrowed the courage of the two. Otherwise, the Tartars would be so easy to retreat. Next, they still have to rely on the two cavalry. Otherwise, my commander would never dare to move forward..." Qin Liangyu smiled and said.

"You are polite commander-in-chief. Mao Wenlong is convinced, but if he has orders, he will definitely obey it!" At this time, Mao Wenlong was truly convinced and began to regard Qin Liangyu as his boss.

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The Tartars who had gone far away could no longer see the shadows, and no Tartars came to intercept them. The military formation moved forward four or five miles, and then moved forward, and it exceeded the scope of the "battlefield". The army began to stop and rest, have lunch, and organize everything, and everything was still in order.

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Chapter completed!
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