[Chapter 469] So what if you are the commander of a thousand men? Let’s not capture prisoners!

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This was the last order issued by Bachlu in Zhuanglang City. Unfortunately, no one accepted this order. Because all the Tatars who could escape had escaped. In Zhuanglang City, only the only one left was Dhabachlu, as well as the bodies of the injured Tatars, or the Tatars. In the distance, the soldiers of the white-clothed army had already started to rush out of the black smoke. They shouted and rushed along the streets.

"Let's go!" Bachlu said helplessly to himself. The order to retreat seemed to be issued to him alone. He walked steadily into the stable and pulled out his war horse. Finally, the fleeing Tatars had a little conscience and did not take his war horse away. His mount, but Morigen gave him, was a rare good horse. If even his mount was taken away by his subordinates, Bachlu would probably be completely desperate.

When he turned over the horse, Bachlu habitually looked at the stables, and found that there were still thousands of war horses inside. In addition, there were probably three thousand war horses grazing around, which were about to fall into the hands of the white-clothed army. Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling distressed again. In history, they were the only ones who snatched the war horses of the Han army. Unexpectedly, it was the Han army's turn to snatch the Tatars' war horses. It was really thirty years from Hedong to Hexi and thirty years from Hedong to Hexi, and the feng shui was changing! Perhaps, this time, the Tatars went south and were wrong?

With deep doubts, Bachlu rode his horse out of Zhuanglang City. His mount was indeed a rare horse with a thousand miles of horses. He ran very fast and quickly caught up with the fleeing Tatar cavalry. After leaving Zhuanglang City, the Tatar cavalry felt that there was no such great pressure and was willing to accept Bachlu's orders. Of course, Bachlu would not hold them accountable for their escape. By this time, reorganizing the troops was the main business, and it was meaningless to make up old accounts.

Bachlu's only goal now is to escape from the pursuit of the White Army. He knew very well that the White Army would definitely chase them. Whether they could escape could not be concluded too early. Based on the marching speed of the reinforcements and their escape speed, if they wanted to contact the reinforcements, they had to speed at least for at least one and a half days. In a day and a half, many things could happen, which could kill many people.

In fact, Bachlu's concerns are indeed not unreasonable. From the time when the city was broken, it was not so easy for them to escape. The White-clothed Army not only had to take down Zhuanglang City, but also had to destroy the Tatars as much as possible. When siege, the scattered soldiers of the Vulture Cavalry had been on guard all around Zhuanglang City. The scattered soldiers of the Vulture Cavalry were usually dedicated to this industry, and now they are re-engaged and familiar with the road.

The Tatars had just rushed out of the north gate of Zhuanglang City and suffered a powerful blow. The scattered soldiers of the Vulture Cavalry ambushed on both sides of the city gate kept firing from the side, killing the Tatars directly from the horses. The scattered soldiers of the Vulture Cavalry found out that the Tatars were eager to escape and had no time to get entangled. They stood in the wilderness in a big way and fired at the Tatars leisurely. Facts proved that the Tatars were indeed eager to escape and had no chance to pay attention to them. As a result, there were very many Tatars who were beaten to death.

"Bang bang bang!"

Even though some of the Tatars had escaped for more than ten miles, the continuous gunfire was still heard. This was the scattered scattered soldiers of the Vulture Cavalry who had bypassed Zhuanglang City in advance and continued to ambush and shoot on both sides of the road. In fact, the scattered Tatars had only one target, that is, to escape to Liangzhou City through Gulang City. As long as you understand this, the scattered scattered soldiers of the Vulture Cavalry can be targeted. In fact, the scattered scattered soldiers of the Vulture Cavalry did gain a lot of gains. The Tatars were constantly dying under their guns, and the Tatars on the road ran less and less.

Later, the Tatar cavalry herded sheep, like headless flies, running around. The soldiers of the Vulture Cavalry also herded sheep, and followed the Tatar cavalry and bit them tightly. The Vulture Cavalry scattered soldiers completely had the advantage in terms of military strength, weapons, morale and physical strength. It was not ordinary difficulty for the Tatars to escape from their palms. Basically, more than 90% of the Tatars were finally caught up by the Vulture Cavalry scattered soldiers and shot them.

During the escape, Bachlu was also targeted. The one who targeted Bachlu was a scattered soldier of the Vulture Cavalry. There was a team of about 60 people in total. Due to the battle, their movements were a little slower and they missed the previous good show. However, when they arrived at the north gate of Zhuanglang City, they happened to find Bachlu's big fish.

"There is a big fish!" The squad leader of the scattered soldiers of the Vulture Cavalry shouted excitedly.

The Qianli Jing of the White Army has been equipped to the level of a squad leader. The captain locked Bachlu's figure through the Qianli Jing. Due to the chaos in the battlefield, he did not recognize Bachlu's accurate identity. However, he knew that this guy was definitely a big fish. He had a golden saber in his hand, at least a commander of the thousand men.

"Brothers, come on! Do this big fish!" The captain waved excitedly.

A small team of scattered soldiers chased Bachlu like crazy. Their riding skills were very skilled, and the quality of the war horses under their crotch was quite good. As a result, they really caught up with them after chasing them like this. Bachlu's war horses certainly ran very fast, but the Tatars around him couldn't run fast. He could not leave his subordinates and run away alone. This had a great impact on his reputation.

"Damn it! He actually caught up with me!" Bachlu was secretly angry.

He felt very frustrated when he was captured by the White Army. This was a rare cowardly failure in his combat career. Unexpectedly, even the White Army was chased by the White Army. For a moment, his anger filled Bachlu's whole body. He took off his ox-horned bow without hesitation, bent his bow and arrow, and shot an arrow behind him.

"Swoosh!"

The iron bone arrow roared away.

"puff!"

A scattered soldier of the Eagle Cavalry was caught off guard and was shot down from the horse's back.

"I deserve it!"

"Let you chase after me!"

"See if you still chase me!"

Bachlu cursed fiercely and shook the large horned bow in his hand.

He originally thought that his archery skills could intimidate the pursuers behind him. However, the scattered soldiers of the Vulture Cavalry behind him were unmoved at all. They still bit Bachlu tightly. They did not even shoot. This quiet silence made Bachlu feel very uneasy. Subconsciously, he felt unprecedented danger.

"Swoosh!"

Suddenly, Bach's look back and saw another arrow.

"puff!"

Another scattered soldier of the Eagle Cavalry was shot and turned over and fell off the horse.

Bachlu's archery technique is indeed not something that can be covered. Even if Mo Rigen is not as powerful as he is, it will not be much different. It can be described as fast and ruthless. As long as he is shot, it is basically a dead end. However, he shot two scattered soldiers of the Vulture Cavalry in a row, but he still couldn't get rid of the pursuers. They still chased them tightly. What made Bachlu feel even more desperate was that they were scattered soldiers of the Vulture Cavalry, and they had not fired.

There was no choice but to urge the war horses to continue galloping. He no longer paid attention to his subordinates. He wanted to run away alone. He kept praying for immortality and must let himself overcome the difficulties in front of him. It seemed that after hearing his prayers, the scattered soldiers of the Vulture Cavalry who were catching up with him gradually got away. The scattered horses under his crotch were indeed not covered, and the scattered soldiers of the Vulture Cavalry gradually could not catch up.

"I finally got rid of it!" Bachlu breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously lowered the large bow of the ox horn. The two arrows just now consumed a lot of his strength. He felt that his arms were a little sour. Being chased by the white army like this was indeed too much pressure on him. Just now, he thought that he was dead this time.

Suddenly, there was a figure in front of him, which seemed to flash.

Bachlu felt his war horse tremble suddenly and then fell to his knees.

"not good!"

Bachlu suddenly felt a dizzy moment. Damn it! Just when he thought he had escaped, he was ambushed by the White Army! Damn it, how could the White Army hide in front? And he happened to shoot his war horse?

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Bachlu is going crazy!

At this critical moment, the war horse was killed, and the idiots knew what consequences would be. Even if the white-clothed army in front did not kill him, the white-clothed army that caught up behind would kill him. From the moment the war horse knelt on the ground, he was destined to be dead.

"I won't fail!"

After the war horse knelt on the ground, Bachlu was thrown out without any mercy, rolling on the ground, splashing a lot of dust. However, his ability was indeed very strong. Even when he was thrown into trouble, he stood up quickly. Even when he stood up, he still held his golden saber firmly. However, when he saw the surrounding situation clearly, he would rather not get up. The golden saber in his hand fell silently. Because several soldiers of the Vulture Cavalry were already surrounded with muskets.

"Surrender!"

There was a Tuyuhun warrior shouting slogans loudly.

Among the various troops of the White Army, there are some Tuyuhun soldiers, mainly for the convenience of communication. They all know the *** language. They are guides and translators. If some valuable Tatar masters hope to provide information in exchange for a way out, the two sides can at least communicate with each other without causing misunderstandings.

"Don't think about it!"

Bachlu flatly refused.

"You bastards! King Khan will kill you!"

Bachlu yelled loudly. This time, his roar was in Chinese.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The soldiers of the Vulture Cavalry fired without hesitation.

So what if you are a commander of a thousand men? We, the white army, don’t take prisoners now!
Chapter completed!