After landing, before he could even get up, he was trampled into mud by countless iron hooves.

"The sun, the moon, the mountains and the rivers will last forever! My men, follow me and kill together!" Ma Yingkui raised the magpie knife in his hand and led the pursuit.

The Eight Banners soldiers were only concerned with escaping and had no intention of fighting.

They suffered heavy losses under the pursuit of the Ming army.

The mountain road is thirty miles long!

Ma Yingkui chased the enemy from the starting point in the mountains to the end of the mountain road.

He forgot how many people he had killed and how many war horses he had shot down. He only knew that the blade of the magpie knife in his hand was bent from killing so many people.

"Sir, are you still chasing?" The Ming army pointed in the direction where the Eight Banners soldiers were fleeing.

"We won't chase them anymore," Ma Yingkui answered, panting. "We can't cut them anymore. We really can't cut them anymore. Besides, we only have 2,000 soldiers. If we chase them out of the valley, our true strength will be exposed. If the Jiannu fight back, we will be in danger."

"That's what your Excellency said."

"Hurry up and cut off the heads of the corpses, pick up the previous heads, and return to the camp to claim credit!" Ma Yingkui quickly gave the order.

"Yes!" The Ming army happily dismounted, took out their beheading knives and began to skillfully cut off heads.

After cutting off all the heads, the Ming army whistled and retreated.

It was already noon when we returned to the lower reaches of the Ningyuan River.

Ma Yingkui came to Liu Zhaoji to report his military exploits: "General, I have killed 1,726 enemy soldiers and brought back all their heads."

Liu Zhaoji snorted, showing no joy.

"What's wrong, sir? Why are you unhappy? According to the standard of 20 taels of silver per head, this time you can get..." Ma Yingkui counted on his fingers: "2612..."

(Multiplication formulas have existed since ancient times. The earliest physical multiplication formula is a Qin bamboo slip unearthed from the ancient city of Liye in western Hunan.)

"The total is thirty-four thousand five hundred and twenty taels of silver!" Ma Yingkui said after the calculation.

"Alas," Liu Zhaoji sighed, "I only gave 20 taels of silver for one head, but Xiandeng gave me 5,000 taels directly."

"What do you mean, General?" Ma Yingkui was stunned.

"Our army has already captured Ningyuan City, but the credit for being the first to reach it was taken away by Wu Sangui!"