The potholed mountain road was littered with the corpses of dead men and horses, and blood stained every stone on the ground.

It was the darkest moment before dawn, and in the reception hall in the west of the Santun camp, Shuo Tuo was stretching his arms, and his face was expressionless, preparing his horse under the service of his personal guards, ready to charge.

This time he had to go up in person, because the remaining numbers had reached a critical point, and the pursuers behind him were already approaching. So this time it's stud, or escape, or die under the city of Santun camp, there is no third way to go.

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When Shuo Tuo led 1,500 cavalry to the city of Santun Camp yesterday morning, he couldn't help but gasp.

The mountain road, which was originally quite smooth, has completely changed its appearance at this moment.

Within the scope of the city's head shooting boundary, from west to east, there is first a section of potholed "pockmarked road".

The pavement of Mazi Road is full of dense small potholes. These small pits seem simple, but they were dug with sapper shovels, but the vertical plane of all the small pits is also from west to east.

Trapped.

The principle of the trap is very simple, just like a person going down the steps, the vertical plane is on the heel. When the horse is running at high speed, there will be a "slipping" "slipping" heel on the heel of the horse's hooves on the pit, and then the horse's hooves will fold.

In fact, when people break their feet, most of them also have accidents when they go downstairs, which is the reason.

After the seemingly inconspicuous, but actually extremely vicious pockmarked road, there is a stone road next.

There is the Luan River on the edge of Santunying City, so there are many stones in the river. The stones have now been picked and placed on the pavement.

The stones are large and small, and they are messy. The only thing in common is that the sharp side of the stone is all facing upwards.

This section of the road is not only used to trap horses, even if people walk on it, they must also be careful to find a foothold, otherwise the soles of the feet will be pierced and the ankles will be broken.

After studying this road that was maliciously aimed at the cavalry, Shuo Tuo raised his head and immediately saw the name of his obscene opponent: the big banner of "Cao" fluttering on the head of the city.

"Dismount, go to a bull, and attack the city."

No matter how treacherous the mountain road in front of the Santun camp is, it is only used to prevent the Houjin cavalry from going to the east to join Amin. However, theoretically speaking, the best strategy is actually to take the Santun camp itself, and then enter the mountains from the north of the city, and join Amin can only be regarded as the middle strategy.

So Shuoto quickly made a judgment, and he ordered a soldier of Niu Lu to test the siege to see what kind of opponent the city was.

The 300 cavalrymen were ordered to dismount, carrying shields and sabers, and ropes with hooks pinned to their waists, and slowly walked under the city walls.

To tell the truth, this level of siege can only be regarded as a feint. However, as long as the defenders are reliable, the cavalry without the slightest siege preparation will not be able to pose a threat to the city at all.

If a military city with complete regulations like Santun Camp really wants to open a posture to attack, it first needs a large number of auxiliary soldiers to manufacture equipment such as ladders, and then it can talk about using human lives.

When Hou Jin entered the Kou before, he originally planned to frantically pile up human lives, but no one expected that the redundant soldiers in the city opened the city gate in order to avenge the perennial arrears of wages in the imperial court, so that the Hou Jin people had a new understanding of the degree of decay within the Ming Dynasty.

To this day, Shuoto does not intend to encounter such a good thing again.

Since the opponent was able to sneak attack the Santun camp in this situation, it must be a small-scale force composed of elite personal soldiers, and it will definitely not affect the battle situation again because of the trouble.

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The head of the city of Santun Camp seemed to be empty except for the hunting banner and the whining northwest wind.

But when the besiegers were still 50 meters away from the moat, a row of heads suddenly appeared on the head of the city, followed by a continuous row of guns.

Like all the Tartars who were dealing with the Walkers for the first time, the 300 men did not hesitate to start their charge after the first shot, trying to take advantage of the time for the muskets to reload.

Of course, the outcome was not surprising.

Like all the Tartars who dealt with the Crossing Crowd, after a few quick rounds of gunfire, the casualties of this Niu Lu had been unreasonably beaten to less than 50%.

In the era of cold weapons, weaker troops, such as the Ming army, will retreat if the casualty rate reaches 5%, even if it is the elite of the Houjin, the casualty rate of up to 10% will also cause the troops to collapse.

Note that the above casualty rates refer to the battlefield figures when both sides have casualties on both sides.

If the opponent does not die and can kill his own personnel by simply firing a gun at a distance, then whether it is the Later Jin or the Ming army, the casualty rate will never exceed 3% before it collapses - watching the opponent leisurely kill his own people, the feeling of powerlessness and fear will crush the soldier in an instant, far greater than the power of hand-to-hand combat.

Shuoto's Niu Lu was defeated by more than 150 people in two minutes. This was far beyond the limits of everyone's tolerance, so the remaining remnants fled back in despair.

"I can't complain about stealing the city, it turns out that the equipment is sharp!"

Shuoto now finally knows how the Santun camp was lost.

Looking at the faint smoke that was spreading at the head of the city, and then at the corpses by the moat, Shuoto knew that his best plan seemed to be not working: with this row of strange guns, even if there were not many people at the head of the city, in a hurry, these cavalry in his hands would not be able to fly up to the head of the city and take the three camps.

"Send someone to open the way to Yongping."

Shuoto quickly grasped the weakness of the defenders at the head of the city: there were few people and they could not go out of the city to fight. After seeing this layer clearly, Shuoto gave up his illusions and made the best choice in the current situation.

After that, a group of people, holding some improvised branch shields in their hands, began to fill in the pit. Others walked through the potholes, bending down to clear the stones from their feet.

When the scavengers cleared the road, they chose the location south of the road, near the foot of the opposite hill, and more than 400 meters from the city. Their task was simple: to clear a narrow road that would allow the troops to lead their horses across this section of the road, which was about three miles long.

The next moment, a row of gunfire continued to ring, and several scavengers fell in response.

When Shuoto saw this scene, he couldn't help but be taken aback, and quickly pulled the horse back to a safe distance. He couldn't have imagined that the fire bolt at the head of the city had such a long range, and it seemed that the opponent still had the strength to fight under the moat just now.

"Spread out, spread out, continue on the flat road, don't stop!"

After seeing that the volley of guns knocked down several scavengers, Shuoto hurriedly ordered the scavengers to keep a distance and avoid being volleyed.

In a brutal environment, human beings are able to learn very quickly. The scavengers soon became self-taught, learning to dodge and serpentine in the midst of a rain of bullets.

Although people are knocked down from time to time, the road is still being cleared.

But this situation was soon stopped again: a different kind of gunfire rang out from the watchtower at the head of the city.

The frequency of this kind of gunfire is not high, it only goes off every few seconds, but the hit rate is quite high, reaching seven or eight percent. So it didn't take long for the hundreds of scavengers to collapse again and collectively retreat to safety.

"I can't pass the day, so let's wait until night." Seeing that the matter had come to this, Shuoto could only put his mind down and wait for it to get dark.

said that it was waiting, but in fact it was not that simple: Shuotuo still had thousands of Ming cavalry hanging behind him.

Just when he ordered a pause, a letter came from behind him: the Ming army in the mountain pass had already tangled up a large group to rush into battle twice, and the broken Niu Lu couldn't withstand it.

Shuo Tuo said lightly: "Stand back, let the dog cavalry come over." ”

In the afternoon of the same day, 3,000 cavalry led by Zu Dashou successfully broke through the blockade. After that, the Ming army was still 20 miles away from the Santun camp on the mountain road, but was met head-on by the 1000 post-1000 golden cavalry led by Shuotuo.

The Tartars, who had no way out, were extremely vicious, and everyone fought to death, killing the ancestors of the Great Shoubu, leaving more than 500 corpses on the mountain road.

Just captured Zunhua, standing at the head of the city and preparing to chant a limerick poem and pretend to be forced to return to the horse, he witnessed Guanning Iron Horse Wolf rushing out of the mountain pass.

The large army of the Ming army immediately took Zunhua as the center and opened the eight-door golden lock array: it seems that Shuotuo is going to kill back the carbine!

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After the death of the ancestors, Shuoto was given precious time to recuperate.

As night approached, the already restless Tartars began to clear the road again.

This time, the uncles have learned to be well-behaved.

They formed a team of captured horses and their own horses, and the scavengers led the horses out of a straight line - the horses were on the left, a movable wall to keep bullets away.

It works.

Although the few people in the city with night vision devices shot in time to stop them, the bullets could only kill the horse, not the scavenger.

In this way, the scavengers, lined up in a straight line, finally solved the terrible long-range fire of the opponent in the most primitive way. Now, the Shuotuo Department can finally settle down and build roads.

At four o'clock in the second half of the night, a ten-meter-wide corridor was finally cleared. With the order of Shuoto, who was on his horse, the knights lined up in four rows began to silently cross this short road of death.

The process was safe, and the defenders at the head of the city, as if they knew that the bullets were useless, allowed the Tartars to pass in front of them at this critical moment, and did not fire a single shot.

It wasn't until the queue of thousands of Tartars had all entered the "safe passage" that the belated killer finally arrived.

First of all, it was fried.

A few dozen meters after the striker had just run out of the safe passage, the last TNT box of the crossing crowd exploded on a camouflaged tree trunk on the side of the road.

The earth-shattering noise was accompanied by the flames rising into the sky, so that the Ming troops in Zunhua heard the movement.

At the same moment, the M2 machine gun finally began to wield. The Tartars lined up in four rows gave the M2 the best fan-shaped shooting angle, and the dazzling fire whip in the dark night swept down the Tartars in front of the Santun camp one after another.

The killer moves don't stop there.

Soon after the explosion, the cavalry, who had lined up their torches, slaughtered from the valley in front of the side of the safe passage - the hundred Flying Tiger Battalion soldiers sent back to escort the prisoners two days before.

The soldiers of the Flying Tiger Battalion, who had just caught up with this battle, raised their sabers and slashed the Tartar who was turned with their heads turned at a speed, and then with a whistle, they all ran into the Santun camp again...... With a wave of his hand, he left a hundred and ten lives.

The M2 machine gun stopped after firing a chain, the old rule.

In just five minutes, the Shuotuo Department lost thousands of people. After counting the losses, only 500 people were left who could still get on the horse and ride.

From the moment the number of people was counted, Shuoto sat in the reception hall in a daze, without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking about the starlight above his head.

He can't be blamed for that. Anyone who encounters such a blow beyond their comprehension will have doubts about their fate.

This set of combos in the dark night completely knocked the Shuo Tuo Department to the collapse.

So Lord Belle sat in the pavilion all the time, and did not issue any instructions. Even if it was dawn the next day, Lord Belle still didn't move.

It wasn't until noon that the men who had recovered a little bit reported that the Ming army had attacked along the mountain road again.

After listening to the report, Lord Belle got up, and while signaling his subordinates to help him focus on his armor, he said expressionlessly: "Get on the horse, continue to rush, and die to count." If you don't rush, you will be caught by Minggou, but it will be too late! ”

The remaining 500 people, of course, understood what Baylor meant. They knew too well how much evil they had done in the Ming Kingdom, so at this time, everyone agreed with Lord Belle's opinion: either die on the way to the charge, or return to Liaodong, and there is no other choice.

As a result, the desperate Shuotuobu launched a final death charge at noon on April 3.

A chorus of terrible gunfire rang out over the city.

But none of that matters anymore.

Shoto rode on his horse, concentrated, and lightly steered the horse under his crotch to jump over the corpses, not taking the bullets flying in front of him seriously, as if the fiery bullets did not exist.

Perhaps it is a secret of the essence of dodging bullets: the more afraid of bullets, the more bullets are recruited. Therefore, Lord Belle, who put life and death aside, miraculously traveled all the way through the dense rain of bullets at this moment, including the horses under his crotch, until he crossed this road of death, Lord Belle was unharmed.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, and no cavalry came out of the valley again, and after dodging the rain of bullets, Shoto ran a few hundred paces further and found that the bullets were finally far away from him.

As soon as he escaped, Shuoto looked behind him and saw that there were less than 50 people who had escaped with him.

The entire team of 2,000 people before, the elite of the 2,000 banner who had been confronting the 200,000 army of the Ming Dynasty, was buried under this devilish enemy army in this way.

What made Shuotuo even more unrelieved was that in addition to knowing the opponent's official name and surname, he didn't even see the face of the soldiers, and he was wiped out by a distance of hundreds of paces.

"I must go back and report to the Great Khan, the Ming Kingdom has one more strong enemy!"

Once you escape, the mentality of being detached and down-to-life and death just now will be gone. When Shuoto came back to his senses, he immediately thought of what he should do most: to pass the news to the Great Khan.

With this in mind, Shuoto took the lead and hurriedly ordered the remaining subordinates to speed up, and the remnants ran frantically in the direction of Yongping.

The next moment, after turning a mountain col, Lord Belle urgently pulled the reins, and the horses under his crotch stood up, neighing non-stop.

On the opposite side of the mountain road, it is densely packed with people and horses.

At the head is a row of people dressed in floral clothes.

Shuotuo now finally knows what the group of people at the head of the Santun camp look like - behind these flower-clothed people on the opposite side, there is also the general flag of Cao Da's general soldiers.

After the two sides confronted each other for a few seconds, the only middle-aged man in the row of flower-clothed people on the opposite side who was wearing the color of the general's uniform of the Ming State Army said something to the flower-clothed people sideways.

The next moment, the thickest one among the flower-clothed people laughed: "It turned out to be Lord Belle, this is a Huarong Dao today!?" Lord Belle, did you laugh three times? ”

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