Chapter 576 Ants on a Hot Pot

However, the thieves in the city don't seem to be planning to give them too much time to communicate at this moment.

Fierce gunfire rang out, sounding like it was just a wall away.

Cui was a one-eyed spirit, and he couldn't care about arguing with Wang Qian about who ran first, he trotted back to the queue, pulled out his long knife and pointed forward, and ordered without hesitation: "The whole army attack!" ”

At this time, Mr. Sun Qian had already regrouped the people who had escaped.

After a toss, he had very few people left who could still follow.

Except for the more than a hundred sword players, there were only a few dozen firecrackers who ran back, and the rest were either killed or injured or fled outside the city.

There are not many casualties among the archers, there are probably one hundred and eighty left, but these people have the worst fighting spirit, and it is okay to release arrows from a long distance, if they are allowed to fight the thieves at close range, then don't count on it.

Looking at his pitiful appearance, Cui Duyan had a cold face and waved his hand impatiently: "Go to the end of the team!" Follow! ”

……

Under the leadership of the sentry officers and team officers, the standard battalion marched out of the camp in order, rushed onto the pontoon bridge, and under the cover of night, one team after another rushed forward.

Cui Duyan was quite satisfied with the performance of his subordinates - although he was a little flustered, the usual military discipline restraints still had some effect, at least he had not messed up.

At this moment, he stood at the head of the bridge, looked at his subordinates, listened to the gunfire behind the city gate, and waved from time to time to urge.

At this time, in addition to his own team of personal soldiers, there were also Wang Qianzong and his hundreds of new sergeants......

Sun Qian did not complete the task, he had to let his own standard battalion take the lead, he knew that along the way, he would inevitably be desperately intercepted by the thieves, and the loss would not be small.

In this case, the most taboo is to get together - under the wind and noise, it is easy to chaos without a fight, and if it is too crowded, it is easy to cause a stampede.

In addition, he is old in the army, and he knows that the more crowded the place, the more dazzling it is, and the easier it is to attract the guns of the thieves, the greater the losses.

The order of each post and each team to "fight separately" has been issued, and there are also not too many people left by their side.

These dozens of personal soldiers are all counted on at a critical juncture, blocking pursuers and blocking guns for themselves.

And Wang Qian's new army, although the number is small, it is said that the training is very strict in peacetime, and the guys in his hands are okay, maybe they can fight against a small group of thieves and fight for life and death.

"This Wang Qian is always ...... Can the new army trained with him do it? ”

He looked back, muttering to himself.

Soon, the front team rushed to the mound where the smoke was still wafting.

……

At this time, the second platoon commander Mei Jianyong and his men had just withdrawn to the hillside, and the machine gunners and the soldiers of the sixth squad were in the trenches, seizing the time to prepare ammunition, and it was still two snipers who were on guard.

Scout fighters are escorting dozens of newly captured Tartars to the back of the mound, supervising them to untie their belts and tie each other's hands and feet for their companions.

Although he has won two battles in a row and now has two squads of troops, Mei Jianyong still does not dare to block the defense line directly on the official road.

In the absence of strong fortifications, if he could not rely on the terrain to condescendingly exert his advantage in firepower, he would be overwhelmed if he was not careful in the face of the onslaught of thousands of people......

At this time, the gunfire of the two lines of defense behind him gradually stopped, and calm was restored, he stretched out his head to look, and shook his head with a wry smile.

In this blocking battle, most of the Tartars will definitely escape, this is his helplessness, and it is also clearly pointed out when the company commander gave him the task: "Be cool-headed, don't expect a platoon to harden the Tartars in the city." ”

Of course, he is still a little unwilling to accept the status quo.

"What's the point of destroying a few more creeps, if only I could kill or catch a few big officials,"

He thought that only in this way would this blocking battle be meaningful, "without the backbone, no matter how many Tartars are stragglers, the pursuit battle after the arrival of the main force will be much easier......"

Just as he was thinking, suddenly, there was a burst of gunfire from inside the city, fierce and urgent.

"It's ...... Attacking the North Gate? ”

He turned around and listened carefully, and the distance was indeed very close.

"Platoon commander, the Tartars are out again! A lot! ”

Sure enough, the sniper's warning came next.

He knew that an even bigger challenge was coming—and this time, maybe the Tartars were really going to come out of the nest.

"Communicator, inform the scout squad to come back soon,"

He pulled out the magazine and checked it, shouting, "Ready to fight!" ”

……

When the machine gun rang out suddenly, it was like a snow-capped mountain collapsing, and the green battalion soldiers on the official road collapsed and immediately lost their formation.

Speaking from the heart, compared with Sun Qianzong's Zhejiang soldiers, this Ma Jinbao's standard battalion is more courageous, and the military discipline is much stricter, but the equipment in their hands is only half a catty and eight taels - everyone is a green battalion, and no one is more favored than anyone else.

Just now, the tragic situation when Sun Qian returned from defeat, they all saw it in their eyes, and everyone knew in their hearts that in front of such a perverted firearm of the thief, anyone would be slaughtered.

In addition, Cui Duyan himself didn't realize how stupid his order to "just run, not fight" was.

This order objectively dealt a heavy blow to the morale of the team, causing everyone to only think about saving their lives, and before the fight started, they held the idea of "running out to win".

Therefore, as soon as they were struck, they repeated the tragedy of the previous group of people, and the whole team instantly lost order and rushed forward......

Cui Duyan led his own soldiers and walked at the back of the entire team.

It's not that he has a high level of consciousness, on the contrary, it's his little abacus that is fine.

He inquired that although the thief's firearms were powerful, the consumption of ammunition was also ridiculously fast, and he had to stop firing and add them after a while.

In addition, Mr. Wang Qian also inadvertently said: "This kind of fast robbery has a big flaw - after a long firing time, the barrel will be unbearable, which often leads to failure to hit, so in fact, they rarely fire in burst......s."

For various reasons, Cui Duyan believes that the front team that collides head-on must suffer the greatest loss, and the further back it goes, the safer it is......

However, out of prudence, he still arranged a team of musketeers in front of him.

This is Wang Qian's suggestion again - when being pursued by the Ming thief, the resistance effect of the firecracker is much stronger than that of the knife player.

Behind him, there was a new army followed by President Wang Qian, and after that, there were only more than 300 remnants of soldiers led by President Sun Qian.

At this moment, seeing that his idea was completely ruined, he was so angry that he jumped to his feet when he looked at the soldiers in front of him who were all tied together and huddled together.

In this situation, not only will they immediately trample on each other, causing great losses, but the worst thing is that their own way will be blocked.

"How's that okay?"

Seeing that the front was getting more and more blocked, and his steps were getting slower and slower, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot - turning around.