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At the head of the west of Kadang City, Song Wen looked at the countless yurts outside the city, and there was a faint worry in his heart, he had been fighting fiercely with the Mongols for eight days in a row, and the Mongols' offensive was getting stronger and stronger each time, although there were a large number of casualties, but their cavalry seemed to be endless, not only did not decrease, but seemed to be more and more.

Could it be that this Lin Dan Khan on the other side wants to take Kadang City at all costs?

Although Kadang City concentrated 700 gunners, the Mongols seemed to be determined to attack the city several times, if it were not for the auxiliary troops to block it with flesh and blood, Kadang City would have been lost.

Damn the Mongols, although they didn't have shields, their arrows were too sharp, and every time they attacked the city, they were swordsmen and archers together, and the swords attacked the city, and the archers covered with a rain of arrows.

In order to shoot and kill the Mongol sword and shield soldiers besieging the city, the Mandate of Heaven was forced to show up and fight a war of attrition with the Mongols.

The soldiers suffered heavy casualties, and the gunmen of the 700 households had already been disabled, and more than 200 people had died, and the number of uninjured soldiers was less than 100.

Although they were driven by the soldiers and exerted the spirit of not being afraid of sacrifice, there was still a big gap between them and the combat effectiveness of the Mongolian cavalry, and more than half of them were killed or wounded in the battle to defend the city.

In desperation, Song Wen thought about Zhou Bin's appearance in Kadang City, those who were seriously injured and could not afford to go to the city to rest, and those who were seriously injured and could barely get up went to the east, north, and south of the city to garrison, and each city head was equipped with a soldier with intact hands and feet, in case the Mongols attacked the city from elsewhere, it was also possible to quickly transmit the message.

Four hundred lightly wounded soldiers were divided into two groups, one group resting under the city, and one group assisting the 100 unwounded gunmen to garrison the city.

The mobile force in his hands now is only five or six hundred auxiliaries, including the wounded soldiers, they are the last guarantee of Kadang City, once the Mongols break through to the city, they must defend this city of the Mandate of Heaven with their lives!

If they were unable to repel the Mongols who had climbed to the top of the city...... Song Wen had no choice, he could only wait for Kadang City to fall!

Could it be that I am the first of the Thousand Households Master of the Mandate Army to lose the city?

Song Wenxin is unwilling, he can't afford to lose the city, after Kadang Mountain, not only Haomen County, Beichuan County, Weiyuan County, but also Hongshiya Iron Mine, Qilian Mountain Copper Mine, that is the life of the Metropolitan Governor # root, once it is ravaged by the Mongols......

He shivered, he didn't dare to think about it anymore, looking at the mountains of corpses of the Mongols under the city, he felt a little better, although he didn't know the exact number, but it was definitely much more than his own dead brothers!

Following the Metropolitan Governor, Lao Tzu is already enough, at least he can earn some ......

But Song Wen was immediately silent, the Metropolitan Governor asked him to defend the city, not to let him fight hard, if Kadang City was lost, he would commit suicide and martyrdom, and it would also become a shame for the Heavenly Mandate Army......

He regretted it somewhat, if not for misestimating the form, if he had asked the Grand Governor for help earlier......

The brothers are not afraid of death, but there are too many Mongols killed by God, didn't the metropolitan governor say that the Mongolian population is insufficient, and if you die, there will be one less, and today's Mongols seem to have endless casualties.

What worries Song Wen the most is that the rifle bullets have run out, and they can hold out for a day at most, if the Mongols attack more fiercely, maybe even half a day will not be enough, if the bullets run out, the gunners can only pick up their waist knives and fight the Mongols.

The gunners were accustomed to rifles and now let them take up their waist knives and face the murderous Mongols...... Song Wen couldn't think about it anymore.

He thought of reinforcements countless times, but most of the governors were far away in Xining, and the gunners were infantry, and with the fastest foot strength, it would take three days, plus the time to prepare, at least after June 10.

There are still three hundred gunners in Triangle City, but they are held back by Bayar's cavalry, and although the city does not need to worry, they will definitely not be able to reinforce Kadang City.

Will the Governor be able to arrive on the 10th? Will you be able to make it to that moment?

The sun had risen a pole high, and through the Kyushu military flag at the head of the city, shining on the tents of the Mongols, the dew reflected a beautiful rainbow, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be much better at once.

But Song Wen's eyes were fixed on the yurt, the rolling curtain had been opened, and the Mongols, who had been silent all night, came out of the yurt one after another, and a Mongolian officer with a beard was directing the soldiers to carry the ladders for the siege, and it seemed that they had added some ladders overnight.

Song Wen frowned, but secretly prayed in his heart: God bless, the Mongols continue to attack the city with high intensity, and they are also exhausted, can they truce for a day? God willing, the Governor's reinforcements be able to speed up and reach the city of Kadang as soon as possible.

But more and more people walked out of the yurt, in front of Song Wen, began to gnaw on something, more than a dozen ladders, were also carried to the front of the big tent, God, it seems that Song Wen did not hear the call!

"Lord Qianhu, I'm afraid the Mongols are attacking the city again!"

Why doesn't Song Wen understand? The Mongols were preparing right under his nose, but there was far from the range of the rifle, and he was helpless, "Have the brothers all eaten?" Hurry up and prepare! ”

"Yes, Lord Qianhu, my subordinates will go and give orders!"

In these eight days of battle, Song Wen was personally commanded at the head of the city, he was too tired, but he did not have the slightest sleep, it belonged to the hyperactivity of physical fatigue and his heart was extremely worried and he couldn't sleep.

After breakfast, the Mongols began a new attack, and thousands of cavalry rushed to the city walls, and in front of them, more swordsmen carried ladders and rushed forward in the rain of bullets and bullets of the Mandate of Heaven.

Song Wenzai personally supervised the battle at the head of the city, and the three hundred gunmen were already in battle, although they also had fear in their hearts, but none of them retreated, they silently stared at the Mongols outside the city, quietly calculating the distance in their hearts.

"Shoot!"

Song Wen gritted his teeth and shouted out the two heaviest words in a hoarse voice.

"Bang...... Bang...... Bang......"

Facing an enemy ten times his size, Song Wen had already increased the range of his rifle to the maximum, four hundred steps, as long as he entered the effective range of the rifle and shot earlier, he would kill a few more Mongols.

The Mandate of Heaven Army was a volley, more than 100 gunners, immediately fired bullets at the Mongolian sword soldiers, the number was so dense that they almost didn't have to aim, dozens of Mongolian soldiers screamed and fell to the ground, killed or wounded.

The Mongols swordsmen were stagnant for a moment, but they were not in disarray, and soon resumed their attacking formation, accustomed to the whistling of their rifles, accustomed to casualties in the whistling sound.

Although the casualties were heavy, they were able to hold on.

Lin Dan Khan, who personally supervised the battle in the back, just frowned, and stroked the goat's whiskers under his chin with his hand, the Han soldiers in the city were already at the end of their crossbows, although the firearms in their hands were still sharp, and they could shoot bullets, but they were much less than a few days ago, and it seemed that they had a lot of casualties.

As long as he has a little more strength, maybe he can take down this city that is blocking the front today, and at that time, he will definitely let go of the military discipline and let the warriors have a good time.

In his experience, the Han people were so desperate to hold the city that there must be something in the city worthy of their protection, not property, food, or their women.

After escaping from the Naturalization City, pursued by Huang Taiji all the way, the Mongols suffered heavy losses, cattle, sheep, and population were almost weakened to the limit, if they could not take the city in front of them and go to the big grass beach to recuperate, the tribes would not be able to recover at all, although they got rid of Huang Taiji's pursuit, they would also be starved to death.

However, fortunately, in the city in front of them, there must be something they want, food can help the population and livestock, and the Han women can help increase the population of Mongolia, as long as the number of Han women is enough, and they can cultivate and recuperate for several years, the Buddha blesses, and the Mongolians will definitely recover.

It's just these nasty Han Chinese...... The Han people have always been weak, and perhaps these Han people in the city have some Mongol blood in their bodies.

Ma Qiao, what kind of unsightly waste, throwing the excellent blood of the Mongols on these Han people, I knew that this was the case, and these mongrels should have been brought back to the steppe that day, although they were inferior to the Mongols, but grazing and milking should always be possible, right?

Once the city is taken, the Han people in the city, the men are slaughtered, the women are slept, and the property and food are robbed!

Thinking of this, Lin Dan Khan's wounded heart is a little better, as long as he forgets the emperor Taiji on the grassland, his heart will not be blocked, although the Han people in the city, although they can also kill and injure the warriors, but the city will be broken after all, and all the losses can be made up from the Han people.

The Han Chinese in the city may have the blood of the Mongols in their bodies, and if they surrender voluntarily, they may be able to let them go......

Although the Xining rifle fired through the "three-stage" type, almost forming an uninterrupted firepower, the number of gunners was too small to prevent the Mongols from advancing to the city, and every shot, although there were dozens of casualties, but in the Mongol sword soldiers, it was only a small wave, and it would soon be annihilated by the breath of attack.

The Mongol archers on horseback finally advanced to the range of their bows and arrows, and they had been waiting for a long time.

"Whoosh...... Sou...... Whoosh......"

The Mongols' arrows, after reaching the highest point, fell rapidly, and the sharp arrows began to pierce the flesh of the Celestial Destiny Army, and something all too familiar happened to them on the head of the city.

There were casualties among the Heavenly Mandate Army, and the strong smell of blood filled the city, and what made Song Wen even more worried was the wounded soldiers of the Heavenly Mandate Army, rolling, screaming, and choking...... Even if he has been in the army for more than ten years, his heart is dripping blood.

"Lord Qianhu, the Mongols dispatched so many people at once, this may be their last word to attack......

"Hopefully this is their last attack!" Song Wen, under the protection of the shield, personally looked down at the city, the Mongolian sword soldiers had begun to climb the ladder, how could they not repel them in time, and they would soon climb to the top of the city.

However, the number of the Mandate of Heaven was too small to effectively suppress the Mongols under the city, and the battle developed in a direction that was unfavorable to the Mandate of Heaven Army.

"Senho-sama, do you want to put all the gunners up? Brothers, I'm afraid ......"

"No, today's battle has just begun, and we must not let the gunners all press it," Song Wen knew that the first wave of Mongol attacks, although fierce, but the more fierce battle was still to come, if all the gunners were pressed to the city now, the soldiers would be tired, and the battle would not be able to last too long.

It must be at the critical time, when the city is about to be lost, two hundred lightly wounded soldiers and gunners can be added, and the new army at that time can not only shoot more Mongols, but also let the brothers see the hope of victory, no matter how many reinforcements there are, they can greatly boost morale!

However, the Mongols climbed the ladder step by step, relying on these three hundred gunners, it was obviously difficult to repel them, Song Wen gritted his teeth and said: "Inform the auxiliary soldiers to go to the city, first use stones and oil, and at the same time be prepared to stick to the various battlements!" ”