In the early morning, Jilin Wula City changed to a lively one.

Yesterday the city was too busy, and the Mongolian army outside the city was busy with Huang Taiji, and then it was instructed to turn around, and this morning had breakfast, and some idle Mongolians had the time to come out and wander around.

Under the wood, two straight railroad tracks lead to the sky, and these nomads on the grassland have never even seen anything of the millstones and waterwheels of the Central Plains, where do they know what they are.

Hundreds of Mongolian cavalry beat around this "big ladder", talking non-stop, and some people wanted to pick up the rails, after all, this is hundreds of thousands of pounds of steel, and steel is scarce on the grassland.

However, it took decades for the Dongjiang River to build the railway line, and the railroad was nailed to the sleepers, and the sleepers were nailed to the ground.

"What is this?"

Attajin also squatted there curiously, and from time to time he tapped his bow twice, but he didn't know that the other end of the railroad track connecting the city was also busy.

Although there are no civilians in Jilin Wula City, they are not all soldiers, and the wounded soldiers who retreated from the front line are basically gathered here, and in the two major battles, even if they are slightly injured and cannot get out of the line of fire, more than 2,000 people have gathered.

"Master Sun, I can still fight, I can still shoot, let me stay!"

It is still very pleasant for most people to go home to recuperate, but there are exceptions, a middle-aged veteran in his thirties pulled Sun Chuanting's hand with tears in his eyes, and said anxiously pleading.

"Back then, my family was from Guangning, and when the old slave came in, he killed my father, my daughter-in-law, and my baby! My doll is only two years old! They fell to death! Now that the master is beaten to Kaiyuan, he will hit Guangning immediately! How can I leave at this time? ”

"Let me stay! Even if I die on the battlefield! I thank you too!"

Sun Chuanting was shocked again, he is also a veteran soldier who has led soldiers for many years, he has brought all kinds of soldiers, the coward who pees his pants when he goes into battle, the veteran oil who has hobbed the knife meat, and the outlaw who is psychologically distorted and perverted, but such an arm and leg are broken, and he is wearing thick bandages on his body, and he is still screaming and fighting, this is the first time he has encountered it.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Sun Chuanting also made an unexpected move, he slammed his fist to his heart and gave a heavy military salute to the veteran.

"Xue Qiu, the commander of the second general flag of the fourth post of the third regiment of the Hegang Corps!"

"Mark it in!"

Holding his legs strongly, the man also stood upright and knocked his fist on his chest, but for a moment, his face showed a look of disappointment.

"In the name of the base camp of the General Formation, Ben will order you to protect your wounded comrades! Go back to heal your injuries, and then come back alive to fight Liaoyang!"

"Mark and obey!"

Soldiers regard obedience to orders as their duty, and the iron-clad man, although he did not stay, still saluted heavily.

After all, it was a wagon, all of them were wagons in the open air, the wounded were all shrunk in the cargo bed, holding rifles, and the railroad soldiers were vigilantly standing on four feet patrolling, and in the middle, the commander with a red bandage on his head was particularly conspicuous.

Mao Jue really can't build a crane, a locomotive weighs several tons, can't lift the locomotive like later generations, turn the direction, but the living can't be suffocated by urine, the Dongjiang railway soldiers simply built a circle in the city, and then the railroad fork back, just this distance also gave the train an acceleration runway, the coal was added, brought a wagon of water, the boiler was also boiling hot, looked at the counterweight valve that measured the pressure, Guo Laohei confidently saluted Sun Chuanting who came to see him off, and knocked his fist on his chest.

also returned a military salute, and Sun Chuanting also knocked his heart again.

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"This thing has been dug up by someone today, such a long iron bar is enough to hit many knives and arrows!"

Outside the city, Attajin was still circling around the railroad tracks, full of greed and beating the rails with a bow, who knew this, a strong vibration came, on the smooth rails, the dry grass and stones crackled and fell, stunned for a moment, this Tumut Ministry Xintaiji jumped up in panic and shouted.

"Go and report to the Great Khan, Ming Gouzi is about to break through! Shoot your arrows, call our cavalry over, and line up! Meet the enemy!"

In the chaotic shouting, the Mongolian camp in the north of Jilin Ula City suddenly became chaotic, and the Mongolian soldiers leading the horses ran out in a panic with their bows, and the black pressure was blocked by the Jilin Ula City Railway Bridge like a ruffian, and the archers in front simply dismounted, and compared with the narrow railway bridge with murderous spirit, and planned to give the Liaodong Iron Cavalry who was going to fight in the city to dismount fiercely.

However, the black black smoke rose into the sky, and the gate of Jilin Wula City burst open, and a rampaging iron guy in their eyes rushed straight towards them in a daze.

"What is this?"

"Shoot !!"

A dense black iron arrow shot at the monster's head like a flying locust, and the momentum, I am afraid that Ma Mengqi will have to be sieved by the range while he is alive, and the Mongolian rider has even let out a cheer.

But then, the cheers stopped abruptly, and the smoke-breathing monster was like a copper-headed iron forehead, as if it was really a copper-headed iron forehead, anyway, those iron arrows ping-pong hit it with a series of sparks, and even the special car glass was not broken, and they fell to the ground one after another.

The steam train ran and the inertia was sixty or seventy kilometers per hour, and in the blink of an eye it was already about to rush across the bridge, and the angry Attajin waved his war knife again, roaring and leading the charging team in front.

"The descendants of the blue wolf and the white deer! Pick up your sacred spear, defeat the monster of the Han dog, follow the bloodline of the Golden Family, and rush! ”

"Kill!"

Full of momentum, hundreds of knights followed Atajin and shouted to charge towards the locomotive, spears with flat ends and knives held high. is also not afraid, Mingren's "monster" also whined twice in defiance, and watched, the two behemoths collided together like the tip of a needle against Maimang.

Bang~

The world's first train accident happened, the head of the steel locomotive weighing several tons was stunned to knock more than a dozen Mongolian warriors into the air, and then the triangular sharp iron in front of the snow was crushed from the body of the downed cavalry, in the crunching sound of broken bones, the hideous blood plasma collapsed everywhere, and the riders on the side were also so good, the gun head was stuck on the front of the car, it was too late to let go, the gun barrel directly took the arm and deformed, and the Mongolian soldier who fell off his horse unnaturally screamed with his noodle-like arms.

Another unlucky fellow was hung up by the train, and his thighs were encircled under the iron wheels, and with a creak, the remaining half of the Mongol warriors let out a beastly howl, and the veins of the two thighs were dragged out like fountains.

This did not stop, and the Tumut archers behind them fled on both sides of the road.

This is not over, don't forget that there are still Ming army riflemen in the back carriage watching, this chaos, how could they let go of the Tartars, the gunshots like fried beans rang out again, and the shocked Tumut cavalry hovering near the carriage also scrambled to turn over and fall off their horses, and a big blood hole broke out on their bodies, even if they were not dead, they were crying in a desperate struggle.

Just like the Chinese in the circle of friends of prestige in later generations, they were either silenced or shocked, and today Sun Chuanting was surprised a lot of times, although he was confident in breaking through, but Sun Chuanting did not expect this iron pimple to break through so bloody and tragic, more than 2,000 wounded soldiers, more than 100 railway soldiers, an iron train, at least seven or eight thousand Mongolian soldiers were defeated, the ancient Yellow Emperor fought against Xuan You in the fire and electricity, a thousand miles a day, the unparalleled divine car is just like this, right?

Now he regrets it a little, he knew that there would be seven or eight in the south of the city, and as soon as he opened the city gate and rushed out side by side, he didn't directly defeat the Huang Taiji army?

But it was good to send the wounded soldiers out, relieved the worries, and could be regarded as a decisive battle with peace of mind, worthy of being the leader, the first to recover, looking like he had seen the world, Sun Chuanting proudly shouted at the stunned subordinates who were still looking at the city.

"What a stupid hair! Didn't you just kill more than 100 Tartars out of the body? Why don't you hurry up and get ready for battle!"

In silence, Sun Chuanting got off the city wall and went to Nancheng, as soon as he left, the guards on the Dongjiang city wall immediately opened the pot like boiling oil.

"This iron guy is a bull breaker!"

"We heard that it was Guan Kou Erlang Zhenjun who went down to earth, with three eyes, you don't know these things, it is said that they are the clones of the iron-clad roaring dogs, in front of the divine dogs, these mortal Tartars are a fart!"

For a while, various versions appeared like fantasy, and Mao Jue's image changed from a very handsome young man to an old fairy with three eyes on his head, a robe with a white beard on his face, and a baby in his belly.

For a time, the morale of Jilin Wula City was greatly increased.

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But there is a fall, this Sun Chuanting has an electric light poisonous dragon drill, stunned to let Huang Taiji's siege delay for a day, in the afternoon, Huang Taiji, who got the news, was angry and killed with a golden bowl, and a large group of Mongolian Taiji nobles gathered there early.

A lump of "meat sauce" was placed in front of these people.

The Tumut Taiji, who rose up in the Qing Dynasty, died like this as the little khan of the Tumut Department, and the death was so mysterious, which really caused great panic among the Mongolian tribes.

Murder of fathers and rebellion against sons!

This angered the Immortal Heaven, causing the Black Demon God to be angry and crushed to death!

Could it be that Changsheng is innocent and stands on the side of Minggou ...... Dongjiang Maoye?

After a discussion, Huang Taiji's face was cloudy, and the blood beads oozing from his nostrils were dripping like spring water, and in the midst of the discussion, he couldn't help but be angry and roared.

"What the hell is this? Who's going to tell me?"

"Emperor..., the emperor ......, this, this should be Kun!"

It's been a long time, and finally there is a person who has come up, and I am stumbling and kowtowing to explain.

"There is a fish in the North Underworld, and its name is Kun! The Kun is so big, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is! That Mao Dongjiang is good at long-distance sailing, and there are many fleets under his command, and it is said that he sailed north all the way to the extreme north, which should be the strange beast rotten kun that Mao Jue caught back from the northern underworld!"

The more you think about it, the more it makes sense! Even Ning Wan shook his head when I said it, but Huang Taiji obviously didn't care about this, and suddenly interrupted Ning Wan's conjecture, and he asked sharply.

"Besides this, what else does he Mao Jue have?"

There was a dead silence......

(End of chapter)