My intention is to build an advance base on the grassland. Once the foothold is stable, it will gradually encroach and eventually unify the grassland. Instead of becoming a burden that purely consumes my financial resources.

"Ming Jin, please withdraw your troops. Let them retreat behind the wedge formation and regroup."

Following the order, 10,000 soldiers in twelve wedge-shaped formations also picked up their steel crossbows and started firing. They were mainly covering the retreat of the crossbowmen.

The gong clanged, and the militiamen on the front line felt like they were being amnested.

He immediately turned around and ran back.

The angry officers yelled and shouted, "We must maintain the order of the retreat and not run around in a swarm."

Fortunately, grouping according to communities and neighborhoods worked. When people escape, they are also used to being with familiar people.

These people carried their halberds and steel crossbows on their backs, and ran backwards in small groups.

Weapons are not cheap, they all bought them with loans.

If it is thrown away and the weapon is gone, the loan will still have to be repaid.

These people were so poor that they fled with weapons. These things were their important family property and they could not be thrown away.

At this time, An Sanxi deeply felt the master's wisdom.

No wonder he allowed himself to organize these militiamen like this.

If they weren't all relatives, neighbors, friends, and members of the same production team, they would have to be separated now. It is instinct for people to stay with people they are familiar with when they are in danger.

Daza and others finally breathed a sigh of relief, but the casualties were too great.

It seemed that the Mongolian missiles were very effective. These Han infantry collapsed and fled. The rest were the Mongolian warriors, who pursued and killed them one-sidedly.

But they were not happy for long, as another black cloud flew up opposite them.

The opponent is still firing. Haven't they already retreated? Why are there still people firing?

The Taijis looked at each other in surprise, with confusion on everyone's face.

Daza's face changed, he understood.

An Sanxi had a second formation behind him. As expected, he still underestimated Zhebie.

No one who can survive hundreds of battles without dying is a fool.
Chapter completed!