The Spanish musketeers and crossbowmen on the tower of the city gate grinned and aimed their guns and crossbows at the buttocks of the horses of the Moroccan cavalry near the city gates......

"Bang-bang-bang-"

"Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh-"

After the sound of gunfire and crossbow arrows, many of the horses ridden by Moroccan cavalry were shot or shot in the buttocks. The horses felt a sudden sharp pain in their buttocks, and then, because of the pain, they began to spread their hooves and run forward.

The pain caused them to lose their minds, and as brutes, they had little ability to think, only knowing that their buttocks were attacked, and they could only avoid the attack by running forward. Actually, they don't understand - the ass has already been attacked, and it's useless to run......

In fact, the same is true for cows, historically, when Tiandan engaged in the fire ox formation, he applied grease to the tail of the ox and then lit it. The tail of the ox caught fire, and under the pain, it naturally ran wildly. It is also that the field is well controlled, and the cattle are running forward. Later, when they imitated, they didn't control the direction well, and as a result, they ran around and injured their own people......

At the moment, the Spanish troops were either on the gates, on the rooftops, or hiding in alleys with obstacles. Therefore, they are not at all worried that the horse will hurt their own people if they are frightened.

No, a Moroccan war horse with a shot or arrow in the buttocks, galloping wildly, not looking at the road at all, regardless of whether there are people or horses in front of you. It only knows - I hurt, I rush, I crash......

Then, a sudden burst of people on the street turned on their backs, and the formation of the Moroccan cavalry was suddenly thrown into disarray. In the face of these crazy horses, the Moroccan cavalry reined in to make way. But the street is so small, and there are not one or two horses that have been shot or arrowed in the buttocks. Then, the whole street was in chaos......

The clever Moroccan cavalry tried to ride their horses and hide in the alley on the side of the road to avoid the "car accident scene", but when they entered, they found that the entrance to the alley was artificially blocked. Moreover, from behind the obstacles, several spears several meters long were sharply protruded, easily poking the unsuspecting Moroccan cavalry into human skewers.

And that's not all, suddenly, from a tall building came the melodious sound of a horn......

The Moroccan cavalry was a little confused - what is this sound? It doesn't seem to be the horn of the Moroccan retreat......

But soon, they understood that it was a signal for the Spaniards to throw something!

After the sound of the horn, on the roofs on both sides of the street, many people suddenly stood up, holding all kinds of things in their hands, desperately throwing them into the street.

And what they were holding was a bag of mud and sand, and there was masonry, and whole pieces of wood...... These heavy things rained down and immediately stunned the Moroccan cavalry who were crowded in the street......

"What's going on?"

"Who am I?"

"Where am I?"

……

It's fortunate to have the ability to think. Unfortunately, I was smashed on the head by masonry and wood......

At this time, outside the south gate, Ali, the general of the Wattas dynasty, the commander-in-chief of the army, and the Sheikh, the general of the Saad tribe, were completely stunned - what was going on? The army that entered the city in front was ambushed? Shouldn't it be, there will be an ambush in the city? My Moroccan warrior's scimitar is not vegetarian and wants to ambush us? Beware of being counter-killed like Brother Long......

They had inquired, and even if the more than 10,000 people that Gonzalo had brought with him hadn't left, it would be nothing. Because, of the 11,500 troops led by Gonzalo, only 1,500 musketeers were veterans, and the others were all recruits.

Some time ago, their spies in the city had already snooped - Gonzalo was training 10,000 recruits in the city!

That is, at this time the enemy in the city had a maximum of 10,000 recruit infantry, 1,500 musketeers, and 4,000 Italian mercenaries.

If it's defending the city, they really can't do anything about these people. However, once the battle is hand-to-hand, neither Moroccan general thinks that the 15,000 Moroccan warriors who have broken into the city will lose......

Therefore, these two people simply patiently took the four or five thousand soldiers and horses that had not yet broken into the city, and waited for the results in the city. Then, their own warriors killed all the enemies, cleared the city gates, and welcomed themselves and others into the city......

……

But they were wrong. Under normal circumstances, when these fierce Berber and Arab warriors entered the city, the Spanish infantry would indeed be defeated. However, they don't know that the city has been tricked......

After a rain of sand, stones, and wood, the streets are filled with bags, stones, and huge blocks of wood. Not to mention how many Moroccan warriors and war horses were killed by these things, just these things on the road made it difficult for the Moroccan warriors' war horses to move an inch.

On the contrary, many Moroccan horses with guns or arrows in the buttocks went crazy and rampaged through the streets, regardless of any obstacles. In this irrational state, these horses were either hit by or tripped over things thrown from the roof.

And these war horses with buttocks injuries were already in the high-speed charge, because of their heavy weight, their kinetic energy to rush up was very high. Once tripped, instead of falling directly to the ground, the entire horse, including the rider on horseback, flew up and continued to fly forward. Then, crash into the unlucky guy in front. Of course, there are also those who go in the wrong direction and crash directly into the wall of the house on the side......

In short, whether it is hitting one's own people or the wall on the side of the road, it is a tragic car accident scene. There was the mournful screams of war horses and the screams of Moroccan warriors.

In the chaos, thousands of Moroccan warriors were killed or injured. After all, the Moroccan cavalry on the streets was too dense, and in a mess, the scale of casualties would never be small.

"Steady! Steady! Get ready to fight back! Bless us, we'll kill all the damned infidels! ”

At this moment, a bearded general with a turban suddenly shouted in Arabic to encourage the panicked Moroccan coalition forces.

This bearded general named Aayum was a fierce general of the Vatas dynasty in Morocco and had a high prestige. With his encouragement, many Moroccan cavalry calmed down, drew their Arab scimitars, and looked for the enemy with a fierce look......

However, this guy is not handsome for three minutes. Coincidentally, when the creature shouted, it was located under the tall building where General Gonzalo was......

Gonzalo standing on a tall building. Morality. Córdoba looked at the bearded man who was yelling downstairs and frowned:

"Musketeer, kill him!"

Then three Mushkert arquebuses were stretched out and aimed at General Ayyum, who was shouting to command the Moroccan cavalry......

"Bang-bang-bang-" After a burst of gunshots, the brave General Ayyum, with a brilliant blood flower blooming on his head, startled the Moroccan cavalry around him who were listening to his inspiring speech......

The Moroccan cavalry near General Ayoum was stunned and forgot what to do for a while......

But Gonzalo. Morality. Córdoba didn't froze, he remembered what Marin had done in the battle against the Duke of Saxony Albrecht outside Lyle, when Marin had seen the Saxon army's banner broken by the guns of his ships, and had taken the opportunity to shout "The Duke of Albrecht is dead!" The Duke of Albrecht is dead! Let's run! ”…… Then, the Saxons broke down and began to flee......

So, he hurriedly signaled to the Arabic interpreter next to him and shouted:

"Lord Aayum is dead! Lord Aayum is dead! Let's run! "Ayyum's name was uttered by the translator who had just heard the Moroccan people below......

Then, on the roof of the building a few dozen meters away, another Spanish officer who knew Arabic was stunned. But he quickly reacted - this is a rumor! So he shouted in Arabic:

"Lord Aayum is dead! Lord Aayum is dead! Let's run! ”

It's just that he doesn't know that what he shouted is not a rumor, but true. The Moroccan warrior brother named Ayyum had his brain blown open by lead bullets...... There was no way, the iron helmet could not stop the huge lead bullet of Mushket's musket, let alone the turban......

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