The Tartars could not run fast on the winding roads between the potholes, and were still within the range of the musketeers. The fourth salvo of pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info began. One hundred and twenty meters from the back of the Tartar, seven hundred Mini rifles spat out tongues of fire and sprayed deadly Mini bullets at the Tartars fleeing for their lives. The conical bullet pierced their armor and helmets, and brought down five hundred Tartars.

Two hundred staggered horses had been shot, many of them had already been shot several times, bleeding so much that they fell to the ground and died. More than 200 infantry armor were also shot, and the bullet shot a bloody flower on the armor, penetrated through the armor and penetrated into their bodies, killing them in the land of this Fanjiazhuang.

A "Sharephashku" was shot in the thigh leg bone, and the left leg bone was immediately broken, and he fell to the ground with a scream. Fendepashi Ku is an officer second only to Niu Lu Zhangjing in Niu Lu, and he is also a big official above 100 people on weekdays. However, at this time, countless Qing troops ran past him, but no one cared about him, let alone came up to carry him.

The one who got it gritted his teeth and got up, screaming miserably, while jumping on one leg in the direction of the camp to flee for his life.

The Tartars are still on the run, and the slaughter continues.

When the last part of the Tartars fled to a hundred and forty meters from the city walls, the second round of firing began, and another thousand shots rang out.

The fleeing tartars fell to the ground one by one like reeds that had been blown down by a strong wind.

An escaped vest was hit in the back of the head, and its skull was shattered with a thud, and the brain and blood burst out together, and fell into the hole in front of him.

An escaped foot armor was shot in the left shoulder, and the bullet pierced his body and spun and thrust, shattering the bone in his left shoulder, leaving his left hand completely useless, and he fell to the ground with a scream.

A vest that had been shot in the abdomen was running away with his stomach covering, he had just been shot in the stomach, his face was pale due to excessive blood loss, one foot was deep and one foot was shallow, but he was suddenly hit in the back by a flying bullet. The bullet broke through two layers of armor and stabbed him in the left back, sending a blood flower spurting out of his back. After all, he couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground clutching his back.

The horse armor and infantry armor that rushed in front were originally the proudest warriors of the Qing Dynasty, but at this time, like refugees who had been driven away, they saw wolves rushing in large and small pits, and hundreds of people died on the land of Fanjiazhuang. At this time, the Tartar infantry had already killed 2,000 people, and almost all of the 2,000 strong infantry armor of the forty Niu Lu died under the city of Fanjiazhuang.

Whether you are weak or brave, you are all equal in front of the Mini rifle, and you can solve the problem with one shot.

If one shot doesn't solve the problem, then two.

Eventually, the Tartars' vanguard escaped from the pit and fled a hundred paces outside the city walls, and the fleeing Tartars looked behind them, thinking they were safe.

But the rifles on the city wall began to shoot again a hundred paces away.

There was another scream, and more than 600 Tartars were shot.

The mood of the Tartars can no longer be described as panicked, but outright fear. The one standing on the city wall didn't seem to be an enemy, but a killing god, who could kill people a hundred paces away! The Tartars fled frantically as if they had seen a ghost.

The ground was littered with the weapons and flags of the dead Tartars. The corpses of the Tartars were piled up on the road at the edge of the pit, and the blood that flowed from the corpses was pooled together like a stream. Many of the Tartars tripped over the corpses and fell to the ground with a thud on their way to escape.

The forward of the Tartars fled to two hundred meters outside the city wall, and the Ming army on the city wall was still shooting, as if they were gods!

The last round of shooting was aimed at the Tartar deserters at a distance of one hundred and ninety meters. Bullets rained over and hit another six hundred Tartar soldiers.

The two hundred men in their heavily armored vests were shot, but by this time they had fled to a safe distance, and the bullet had little penetration after penetrating the two layers of armor, so they were slightly injured this time. But the more than 300 unarmored followers were unlucky, and they were shot by Mini in the body, shattering their organs, and spitting blood from their mouths and dying.

The Ming army can actually kill people at this distance? Is this still the army of the Ming Dynasty? The Tartars had lost the slightest courage, so they threw away their flags and ran backwards in the hope of picking up their lives. The 8,000 Tartars who are still alive are like 8,000 crabs retreating into the sea, out of order. They carried the white swing tooth la, who was powerless to stop the rout, and ran into the camp a few miles away.

Yanguli and several generals rode horses and stood in the middle of the routs that receded like a tide, their faces pale and speechless, and they could only sigh. Where are these fleeing routs still like the warriors of the Qing Dynasty, and where are they like the victorious army that swept through the Mobei of Liaodong and the Ming Dynasty? Now these routs are like a rabble that has been robbed of their souls, as if the invincible devil is on the city wall.

The Ming army on the city wall, why is it so strong?

This is the Ming Dynasty's guard? It is the nine-sided soldiers and horses of the Ming Dynasty, who are known as strong soldiers, and Yanguli has the confidence to go down with one drum. But when he met this Ming soldier on the city wall, he could only be beaten.

In this battle, the losses of Zhenghuang Banner were staggering. Especially the two thousand step armor that rushed in front! These infantry armor consisted of only a layer of cotton armor inlaid with iron sheets, and suffered the heaviest losses, and almost all of them were killed under the city. Two thousand step armor, all of them are the warriors of the Ming Dynasty, all of them are gone!

The elite vests are in slightly better shape. They relied on two layers of heavy armor, suffered slightly fewer losses, were killed 600 men, and more than 100 were too wounded to fight.

Many of the followers who followed the infantry also died, and a full 1,200 fell under the city.

In this siege battle, the Qing Dynasty lost nearly 4,000 warriors.

These are all warriors who have been killed in the sea of corpses and blood, and they have all been folded under this Ming army city.

After this battle, Zhenghuang Banner was almost crippled.

Yanguli thought about it, and his old eyes became redder and redder, and finally two tears flowed out.

I don't know what will happen to the news of the emperor's victory? Is it so shocked that he can't speak, is he going to whip himself with a leather whip in anger, or is he going to shed tears for the warriors of the Qing Dynasty like himself? He was a super prince, and he couldn't attack the city for the Qing Dynasty, but because of the enemy's inadequacy, he lost 4,000 Qing warriors under a lonely city.

Shame on himself among the Duke of Therebel, in the end it ended like this.

Yanguli's tears rolled and he couldn't stop for a long time.

Melle Zhangjing on the side sighed and said slowly: "Super Gong, the defeated soldiers have fled into the camp, let's retreat too!" ”

Yanguli closed his eyes and stopped crying, and it took a long time to open his eyes and turn the horse's head.