[Chapter 181] An extraordinary opponent!

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Xu Xingxia definitely did not want to be kind to the Tartars, but to implement humanitarianism against the Tartars, but sporadic Tartars, which are difficult to hit. If they forcefully shoot, it would be a bit waste of bullets. After all, the distance is a bit far, and the first batch of Sun and Moon guns were not very accurate, and it is unlikely to hit accurately from a long distance. Only when the Tartars entered the canyon in a dense manner can the gun shoot have a better effect. The Minnie bombs carried by the White Army were limited and they should be used conservatively.

Besides, it is definitely beneficial to let the Tatars bring the wounded back. According to the concept of non-death and killing in later generations, a wounded person will drag at least two combat soldiers. These Tatars came from a long distance. They could not carry too many doctors and doctors in their team. The wounded persons hit by Minnie bombs are enough for them to have a headache for a while. If they cannot handle these wounded people, the upper class of the Tatars would probably have a headache.

If you don’t need someone to treat them, you will have a huge blow to the morale of the Tartars. Both the top leaders of the Ming army and the top leaders of the Tartars were probably not so cruel that they killed all their wounded people on the spot. If that were the case, they would not be the Tartars, but the Dilin. The Tartars had not even touched the gate of Ningxia Town, and they were hit by a blow. This blow was not bad.

Sure enough, after all the wounded Tartars were taken back, a Tartar commander carefully inspected the wounded and his face looked very ugly. Judging from his experience, the injuries of these Tatars were very bad. The wounds looked just a small hole on the surface, but in fact they were rotten inside. A witch doctor who followed the army said that such injuries could not be treated at all, and they could only be amputation. Wherever they were injured, they would cut off which part.

"Is it necessary? Do so many injured warriors have to be sawed off?" The Tartar commander said in an obscure tone. Those who know how to lead troops know how to take care of their subordinates. No one wants to see their subordinates being sawed off a thigh or a next door, or poached a large piece of meat from their bodies.

There was no such thing as anesthetics in the amputation surgery at that time. The Mafei San invented by Hua Tuo seemed to have been in legends and was used very little in fact. It is estimated that more than 99% of doctors have never seen the real Mafei San. Most of the time, the amputation uses three major tools: saw, axe, and a hammer. The saw is first. If the saw cannot be handled, the axe and the axe cannot be handled, so the hammer can only be handled.

It is conceivable how sad the wounded was in the face of such a tool. If you are lucky, you might be able to bite a piece of cork in your mouth to block the pain. If you are unlucky, you will bite your teeth directly. Of course, if you can faint on the spot, it is also a good choice. Basically, the stronger your vitality, the smaller the chance of fainting. But most Tartars have strong vitality.

"It must be like this." The witch doctor of the Tartars replied. In the Tartars' team, the status of witch doctors is still relatively high. Even when facing senior officials like the commander, they can still stick to their opinions in an orderly manner. In the past, witch doctors had higher status and greater power. Later, Buddhism was introduced to the prairie, and there were more and more senior officials of nomadic people who believed in Buddhism, and the status of witch doctors gradually declined. But overall, they were still much higher than that of the Han doctors.

"Okay! You can do it! If they really can't bear it and ask for their lives to end, please kindly satisfy their request." The commander of the Tartars said helplessly. Then, he quietly left the wounded. Even the most heartless people couldn't bear to see bloody things like saws, axes, hammers, etc., falling on their own troops indifferently.

A moment later, the commander of the Tartar came to Morigen and reported a little depressedly: "Altan, we have more than 160 warriors killed in total, and more than 250 warriors were injured. It is estimated that more than 180 of them may have a leg or an arm cut off. I estimate that half of the people will choose to end their lives kindly. In addition, there may be 30% of the wounded people who may have left us for less than half a month. Such numbers are really bad."

"The witch doctors all said that the muskets used by the Tartars were vicious and were all broken after entering the human body. The witch doctor had no choice but to take out the entire projectile. Altan, why did we never know that there was such a powerful musket in the hands of the Ming army? Has no one ever told us?"

Mo Rigen's face was a little gloomy, a little sad, and a little uncontrollable aggrievance. If the defenders of Fenghuodun appeared within his bent bow range at this moment, he would definitely use a bead arrow to shoot them all at the fastest speed. He dared to guarantee that everyone would be completely fatal with one arrow, and there would definitely be no need for a second arrow. Only in this way can he vent his inner aggrievance. He would never allow anyone to despise his existence.

Suddenly he led his army south, took down Ningxia City in one fell swoop, burning, killing and looting. This was a plan that Mo Rigen planned early in the morning. Only with his identity could Tuoba Su go out and deal with the Fenghuodun of Kalong Mountain from behind. Otherwise, even if Hellejin came in person, he might not have been able to move Tuoba Su's big driver. However, he didn't know what went wrong, which caused such a passive situation today.

Mo Rigen didn't know what happened to Tuoba Su. There was a strong uneasiness that enveloped his heart. What outsiders didn't know was that when Tuoba Su was young, he learned archery skills from Mo Rigen. It can be said that Mo Rigen was his unnamed disciple. Tuoba Su's rise over the years was absolutely inseparable from Mo Rigen's support. Without the strong support of outsiders, how could Tuoba Su be so arrogant?

Of course, Mo Rigen also gained huge benefits from Tuoba Su. The benefits of material interests are secondary. The most important thing is that through Tuoba Su, Mo Rigen can grasp the situation of Ningxia Town at any time, and even the entire northwest of the Ming Empire. Even if Mo Rigen rarely leads his army south, all the major events that happened in Ningxia Town can't be hidden from him. This time, he suddenly went south, and he felt that the sheep in Ningxia Town was almost as fat as he could kill him. As long as he suddenly entered Ningxia City, the harvest was rich.

Unfortunately, now everything has become illusory. Tuoba Su must be in danger, which makes Mo Rigen feel a little sad. As Tuoba Su's former master, he knew Tuoba Su's cunning and his natural intuition to danger. Even if he wanted to deal with Tuoba Su, he had to plan a good plan. However, Tuoba Su still encountered an unexpected situation. This shows that in Ningxia Town, there must be an opponent stronger than Tuoba Su.

Perhaps, this opponent is in the Fenghuo Dun in Kalong Mountain at this moment? Mo Rigen subconsciously stared at the direction of the Fenghuo Dun, and his deep eyes were exposed in his eyes. If the opponent was inside, perhaps the next battle would be even more difficult. How could a person who could kill Tuoba Su easily deal with it?

For the Tatar cavalry, casualties in the army are the same thing, and the bigger problem is still behind. Should the entrance of this canyon go over? If it is to go over, how should it go over? If it is not, what should it go over? What should the Tatar cavalry who passed by luck? After thinking about it, Mo Rigen felt a headache. Fenghuodun just stuck in his throat, unable to get up or down. It was too painful and too uncomfortable.

Returning empty-handed was a great irony for Mo Rigen. He could not bear the result of returning empty-handed. Mo Rigen spent a lot of effort to go south this time and had high expectations. As a result, it turned into a mess. This was the heaviest blow to his self-esteem. The original plan was completely destroyed, and he didn't understand the situation and couldn't even sleep at night.

"In my impression, the Ming army's firearms are not that powerful. Have you received any news about this? Have the Ming army used such firearms elsewhere? Are there any similar weapons in the Ottoman Empire and the Safi Empire?" Mo Rigen asked in a deep voice. When he spoke, his eyes were still staring at the direction of Fenghuodu. It seemed that what he was asking was not the person around him, but a certain person hiding in Fenghuodu.

No one can answer. Everyone around Mo Rigen kept silent. They could see that what Mo Rigen needed was actually not an answer, but just by emphasizing the extraordinaryness of the opponent. Defeating an extraordinary opponent is much more fulfilling than knocking an ordinary enemy. What can defeat Mo Rigen is of course an extraordinary opponent.

To be honest, no one of the top Tatars present likes a strong figure among the Han people. Because the strength of the Han people always means the weakness of the nomadic people. Looking back at the fishing battle back then, Lan Yu almost captured all the top leaders of the *** people in one go. As long as you think of the name Lan Yu, the Tatars hated it to the core, but they were shuddered. Keep pushing forward, Li Jing, Wei Qing, Huo Qubing and others are also natural enemies of the nomadic people. If such a strong figure appears, the nomadic people will be miserable for decades.

Mo Rigen did not blame his subordinates. He didn't know anything he knew, and the commanders below were even more unaware of. He really didn't need their answers. His words just now were purely venting some emotions. After venting, he calmed down. After thinking about it, Mo Rigen said, "Gruso, give my famous post to the commander of the Ming army."
Chapter completed!