"Quick, fast, quick, blow the horn..., blow the retreating horn..."

The horn that has always been very shrill, but this time the horn is obviously different from before. It is not the horn of attack, but it is not very similar to the horn of retreat. What does this intermittent horn sound mean?

After the intermittent sound of horns blew through the air, a continuous horn was finally heard. Only then did the people of the Later Jin Dynasty confirm that this was the horn of retreat...

...

Amin was hesitating whether to take a detour, or continue to feed the population to this abyss. The intermittent sound of trumpets interrupted Amin's thoughts. Amin thought for a moment and immediately rode a horse and returned, and did not dare to stay in front of this abyss of death for a longer time.

...

Ming army camp.

Qin Liangyu has been watching the whole spectacle, watching the stars rise, watching the beacons of the Tartar camp, watching the "10,000" firecrackers ring, and then listening to this unusual horn, I feel deeply moved. Is this still arrogant and defeated the Tartars who have lost their armor by more than 100,000 troops in the Ming Dynasty? At this moment, the Tartar camp is afraid that it is already a piece of hell. This fire is really too fierce.

"Everyone, the Tartars have retreated, maybe they don't need to be the camp..." Qin Liangyu sighed and sighed.

Around Qin Liangyu, generals and generals gathered together, watching the most spectacular scene in millions of years. The personal hearts all had different moods. It was too fierce and there was no chance to fight back. Everyone's understanding of the world and worldview have undergone tremendous changes.

"Congratulations to Commander-in-Chief, today's battle, the Commander-in-Chief won a great victory and won a very small price. This battle will be recorded in history, and the name of Commander-in-Chief will be recorded in history forever..., yes... war is no longer a matter on earth!..." Mao Wenlong said with emotion. With the tragic phenomenon of the Tartars tonight, in the future, there must be another problem in heaven. Those who cannot reach the heaven, or countries, or dynasties, will have no power to fight back in the face of the Ming Dynasty's fighting style. An era will be opened under the dazzling starlight tonight.

"Congratulations to Commander-in-Chief,... Uh, since the Tartars have withdrawn, this camp obviously doesn't want it. Commander-in-Chief, should we chase after it?" Man Gui also looked at the spectacular process with shock, his heart was full of passion. Hearing the horn, he knew that the Tartars were going to retreat, and he asked quickly.

"Forget it, it's so dark, I can't take advantage of it if I catch up. It's a pity... I'd better wait until the hot air balloon is lifted..." Qin Liangyu said. At this moment, the hot air balloon in front had already thrown out the ammunition and began to fly into the distance. The one behind was still taking off. In order to burn out the Tartar camp, there were really more hot air balloons prepared.

Everyone remained silent again, watching quietly, waiting for all the hot air balloons to take off.
Chapter completed!