The Tartar who rushed to the front saw the wooden cannon at Xu Shiyang's feet at a glance.

After all, after fighting for so long, although he didn't understand how the wooden cannon worked, he knew that this thing was powerful enough to destroy a shield cart.

It's better to say a little bit outside, but now everyone is crowded in the doorway, being directly pointed at by this killing god, and there is no way to hide, it's really terrifying.

"Go back!" The tartar stopped, trying to exit the doorway.

However, the surging crowd didn't give him a chance, and the people behind him rushed forward under the persecution of Hai Linbao, pushing this unlucky guy to the ground in an instant, and then dozens of pairs of feet stepped heavily on him.

A short scream rang out, then it was drowned out by the roar of wooden cannons.

This is a Mark II type, 3 pounds of solid catapults flying into the doorway, cutting a terrifying flesh alley in the crowded tartars, human limbs, internal organs and black blood stains stuck to the doorway, like a flesh hell.

"Fire!"

Rumble!

The second wooden cannon was loaded with shotguns, and 3 catties of gravel were sprayed into the door hole, setting off a bloody storm, and the limited space limited the shotgun to scatter, and most of the energy of this cannon was almost all transmitted to the human body, and the door hole of the West Gate of Fort 153 almost became a large meat grinder, tearing all the human bodies squeezed in it to pieces.

The Tartars, who could not hide, howled wolf and wept, and the last momentum of the Jin army's charge was contained.

"Get out!" Xu Shiyang carried a waist knife and swung it forward: "Kill the Tartar!" ”

"Kill the Tartars!"

The sharp soldiers of the two squadrons attacked first, but as soon as they walked out of the gate, a wave of heavy arrows flew over, and all the pikemen in the front row fell to the ground with arrows.

A group of Jurchen Tartars surrounded the gate on three sides, and pressed the Dingyuan camp back with a series of beads.

"Rush again!"

Hai Linbao was in the doorway just now, and his shadow could not be seen as soon as the cannon went off, but the Jurchens were also red-eyed at this time, and a group of people under the leadership of several warriors tried to storm the doorway again.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A dull drum beat sounded in the background.

The Tartars were suddenly stunned, and many looked back in confusion.

Not far behind him, the three squadrons of the Dingyuan battalion, about 1,500 militiamen led by Xu Shiliu, were slowly approaching.

"Reinforcements are coming!"

Suddenly there was a cheer from the top of the dock wall.

"Uh-huh-ah!!"

Then all the defenders were excited, and they shouted and jumped and cheered.

"We won !!"

"Won !!"

The remnants of the Tartars were stunned and overwhelmed, they had already lost most of their officers and companions, and the rest of them immediately lost their resolve to resist as soon as they were gone.

In fact, there is not much left to escape.

The reinforcements of the Han people had already overflowed their departure camp, and the horses and horse stakes that had been kept there would have fled if they had not died, and the people who had attacked the city here had not ridden their horses, and there was no possibility of escape if they were not familiar with the place.

Bang dang.

The long knife in the first Tartar's hand fell to the ground, and then various weapons crackled and fell to the ground.

The Sharp soldiers walked out of the doorway again, this time without sniping, and easily surrounded the rest of the tartars.

The battle is finally over.

"Clean up the battlefield."

Xu Shiyang breathed a long sigh of relief, he suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said slowly:

"Heal the wounded, count the spoils, and lock up the prisoners first."

"By the way, find out that Meng'an for me, I want to see people alive, and I want to see corpses when I die!"

……

Among the troops that the Xu family came to help, there were a total of 4 dock fort masters, namely Xu Shiliu in 14 Tun, Luan Tingyu in 8 Tun, Sun Li in 9 Tun, and Xu Shisong in 4 Tun.

They actually brought the troops of 6 dock forts, Xu Shiliu brought some militia from 2 tuns, and Xu Shisong brought some people from 12 tuns.

The total strength of the reinforcements is a little more than 1,500, judging from the tired eyes of the Tartars, this is definitely a huge new force, and it is also an important reason why they quickly lost the will to fight, otherwise, even if the three squadrons of the Dingyuan battalion are outflanked in place, probably Xu Shiyang will have to die a few more people to achieve victory.

The four Dock Fort Lords rode into Fort 153 together, and when they passed through the West Gate, everyone was stunned by the tragic battlefield.

Nearly 1,000 corpses lay densely on the dock wall, and although some of the militia in 15 tun were reined in, more remained in place.

When he crossed the trench, Xu Shisong found that the soles of his feet were actually filled with a mixture of shield carts, dirt bags and corpses! Xu Shiliu, on the other hand, was drawn to the scene under the dock wall, where the remains of dozens of shield carts were piled up, and the charred corpses were scattered in between.

The whole scene was like hell, and some militiamen were walking through this hell, mending the Tartars who still had a breath of air, and transporting their wounded to the dock fort to recuperate.

The lord of the dock fort rode a horse, plus Gongsun Sheng, a total of 5 people, followed a team of stretchers into the dock fort, and when they crossed the dilapidated Ximen gate, they realized that the scene just now was actually just a small meaning.

Countless corpses were stacked on top of each other in the small doorway, all kinds of severed limbs and remnants were mixed together, and it was impossible to tell who was who, and the edge of the doorway was clinging to the minced flesh and internal organs of unknown things.

There are also people here cleaning up, but several people are holding big brooms and directly gathering the smashed corpses into a pile, ready to burn them all.

On the vacant ground, the blood and water gathered into small puddles, and walking on them seemed to wade through a river of blood, and the heavy smell of blood was disgusting.

"Why did you get this way?" Luan Tingyu asked in a low voice.

"The third brother is amazing." Xu Shiliu replied: "Without us, he should be able to win, but the loss will be greater." ”

"I should have come earlier." Xu Shisong said depressedly: "Let's all come early, 15 Tun won't need to die so many people." ”

"Hmph, come early, you're the only one in your long room, what if you come early?" Xu Shiliu is now very dissatisfied with the long house.

Xu Shisong avoided talking about the ridicule of his fifth brother, he couldn't say that he could come because he was the result of turning his face with his father, right?

The main commander of the reinforcements went to Xu Shiyang's house together, while the others stayed behind and cleaned up the battlefield with the people of Fort 153.

At this time, the gate of Xu Shiyang's house was also open, the large courtyard of the three entrances, the courtyard of the first two entrances and all the side rooms were transformed into field hospitals, and some of the wounded were lying on the beds that had been temporarily moved, carefully cared for by several barefoot doctors and medical soldiers.

The smell of blood in the courtyard was very strong, but it was much stronger than that of the doorway, and I don't know if it was because of the presence of female medical soldiers, the wounded soldiers did not cry out loudly, only when the pain was unbearable, someone moaned quietly.

Several people carefully bypassed a large cauldron in the middle of the courtyard that was boiling bandages and entered the main room, and the first thing that caught their eyes was a little girl with a bandage on her head and curled up on a chair to be trained.

"What do you do with that tartar?" Zhao Shan held up her big belly and kept poking Zhao Lin's head: "It's not enough to kill one?" Do you have to put yourself in and change another one? Can't you run quickly? ”

"I'm also a soldier, and I can't run away." Zhao Lin followed her sister's fingers and shook like a tumbler.