"Ahh Huang Tiancong slashed hard and slashed the neck of a newly attached sergeant. His intention was to cut off the enemy's head, but perhaps it was exhaustion, or perhaps the edge of the knife was blunt, and the knife only penetrated the flesh.

As the pain and blood rushed out, the new sergeant screamed, and his survival instinct made him slash the hand knife in his hand on Huang Tiancong's body.

Sparks splashed, and the nails flew with the broken blades.

Huang Tiancong's iron leaf armor cannot be said to be not sophisticated, but it was "baptized" by various weapons such as hammers, axes, knives, guns, arrows, etc., and no matter how fine the metal was, it was tired, and once the metal was fatigued, the texture would become brittle, and it would be heavily split by the thick-backed hand knife, and it would be shattered in response.

I can't help but say that Huang Tiancong is very lucky. His opponent is the new annexed army, the lowest-level army in the Mengyuan battle sequence, and their equipment and supplies are also the worst, otherwise how can they be worthy of the word "low-level"? The new sergeant's hand knife was dull and the blade was full of gaps, and it looked like it had been made of rough iron casually. Although he picked up a leak and smashed the armor blade, the blade of the knife also broke.

Huang Tian grabbed the handle of the knife from both hands and pulled violently, cutting the opponent's carotid artery. A stream of bloody arrows sprayed him in the face. Huang Tiancong wiped his face and wiped blood into one eye without paying attention. He rubbed his eyes and gasped for air, ripping off the cracked armor to reveal a dark red cowhide inner armor. I looked down at my shoulder, but it was okay, but it was red and swollen, and it didn't hurt my muscles and bones. This shoulder is really full of disasters, how long has it been?

Huang Tiancong looked around, his vision was red, and there was killing, blood, stumps, and corpses everywhere......

A Song soldier stabbed a Yuan soldier with a plain wooden gun, and the Yuan soldier blocked it with a side card, and with a violent force, the gun was bent like a bow, and it snapped. Song Bing changed color, hurriedly threw the rod to his waist, his hand just touched the scabbard, his lower abdomen hurt, and a bloody blade was being withdrawn......

Yuan Bing was overjoyed and waved his knife to cut off the head of the Song soldier, which was the proof of his reward. As soon as the head was hung on his waist, there was a pop, and there was a sudden axe blade in his head.

Before the Song soldiers who had slashed the enemy had time to pull back their hand axes, several stout Yuan soldiers suddenly jumped into the city, with a knife and three guns, and slashed and stabbed into the body of the Song soldiers......

Bang bang!

The firelight flickered, the white smoke gushed out, and on the passage of the city wall, a barrel of a gun stretched out from behind the side card, and a row of guns was shot, and several soldiers who had just landed in the city fell in a pool of blood in a blink of an eye. Several Yuan soldiers who followed closely behind hurriedly shrank their heads in fright, but after a while, in the sound of the Yuan army's tight horns, those Yuan soldiers with pale faces and fearful eyes who had to go to the city showed their heads again...... The discipline of the Mengyuan army was extremely strict, and those who dared to return without hearing the clarion call for retreat, regardless of the size of their official position, would be killed on the spot. Climb to the city and fight, nine deaths, retreat without authorization, ten deaths, everyone knows how to choose.

When one after another Yuan soldiers struggled to climb the city and gathered in groups, they were greeted by the newly formed Yacheng Song Army Musket Department (one for two teams) fiercely bombarded......

Huang Tiancong's guards had all been sent out to participate in the battle, and he, the defender, was also rushing to the front line like a small soldier, there was no way, there were really no soldiers. If you continue to fight like this, perhaps, even the deputy marshal will have to be killed in person.

Yuan Jun is really crazy! No, it should be Ali Hague who is crazy. It had only been one morning, and the Yuan army had launched four waves of attacks, which was the sum of the previous days, and the strength of each wave increased as far back as it went, from the first thousand to an astonishing 2,000. In the first three waves of attacks, they were repulsed before they could attack the city, but the equipment for defending the city was basically exhausted. In the fourth wave, under the threat of no defending equipment, the Yuan soldiers finally attacked the city and engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the Song army.

In terms of combat effectiveness, the Song army in Yacheng is by no means weaker than the Han army and the new annex army, and it has the advantage of defending the city, and the casualty exchange ratio can basically be maintained at about one to three. However, in the absence of long-range weapons and heavy damage to the defenders, it is difficult to maintain the casualty exchange ratio. Moreover, looking at the crazy strength of the Yuan army, the battle will become more and more difficult to fight next.

Huang Tiancong couldn't help but look back at the team that was solemnly squatting behind the rattan plaque downstairs, and the fierce battle was so far, the team did not fire a single bullet, and it was the young clan Xin'an Hou who commanded the team. Before the war, the deputy marshal had calmly granted himself a defense strategy, including a "The special operations team of the Dragon Bird Army is independently commanded by Xin'anhou, and when to enter the battle and how to fight, it is up to Xin'anhou to decide, don't ask." If you need to cooperate, you must do your best to help. ”

Huang Tiancong commanded the musket team to fight many times, and he knew very well the power of the muskets, if it wasn't for Xin'anhou reinforcing a batch of muskets this time, doubling the power of the defenders' muskets, he would have to pay a heavier price if he wanted to repel the fourth wave of attacks of the Yuan army just now.

It was precisely because of Huang Tiancong's understanding of the power of the musket that he was looking forward to the performance of the special operations team's continuous musket. Muskets can be fired in bursts! It's incredible. Seeing that those guns are indeed different from ordinary muskets, I really expect them to be powerful...... However, even at the most critical moment, I didn't see that team move, what did Zhao Hunt want to do?!

The fourth wave of the attack was finally repulsed, and the Yuan army stopped offensive. It was nearly noon, and both the attackers and defenders were hungry and thirsty, so they had to temporarily replenish and recuperate. However, seeing that the formation of the Yuan soldiers under the city has not dispersed, and the two wings of hundreds of horsemen are galloping back and forth, strictly preventing the Song army from attacking out of the city, it is obvious that today's battle still has to be fought.

On the city wall, Huang Tian pushed away the cooking cake handed by the guard, only used his teeth to bite open the gourd soft stopper, poured a neck of water with a bang, and wiped the blood and sweat on his face vigorously, the sinister battle situation made him no longer care about the deputy marshal's strict orders before the battle, rushed to Zhao Lie, forcibly suppressed the anger, and said loudly: "Xin'an Hou, you saw the fierce battle before, if there is another wave, we are only afraid of ...... Look at these soldiers! ”

As Huang Tian moved his fingers, he saw that under the root of the wall, under the battlement wall, and in the pergola, the soldiers of the Song Army, who were covered in blood and exhausted, held knives and axes full of gaps in their hands, and silently drank water and swallowed cakes. Even Huang Tiancong's twenty guards were less than ten left, and almost no one was injured.

Huang Tian squeezed out his voice from between his teeth: "Dare to ask when Hou Ye's Lianzhu musket team will be able to attack?" ”

Zhao Hunt was wearing heavy armor all over his body, his body moved slightly, and the armor leaves rang loudly, and he said quietly: "All the monarchs are fighting hard and hunting in their eyes, and they are full of admiration. The reason why I can't bear it is to wait for a good opportunity. ”

Huang Tianxian has never shouted "What is a good opportunity?" I saw a person appear behind Zhao Lie, and asked what he wanted to say: "What is a good opportunity?" ”

Zhao Lie hurriedly turned around and saluted: "Back to the prime minister, Hunt thinks that although Yuan Yu drove the new annex army to attack the city, but the new annex army is not strong in combat power, and the will to fight is insufficient. Therefore, the battle with our army has become a stalemate, and it is difficult to hold each other. At this time, if Ali Hague makes more efforts and sends one, no, maybe only a team of Beiting warriors can break the deadlock. However, Ali Hague did not do this, but withdrew his troops......"

"So, if the opponent doesn't show the hole cards, we don't show it either, to see who can't hold it first. But no? Zhang Shijie's sonorous metal sound sounded behind Wen Tianxiang.

But it was the two ministers who walked down the tower one after another to appease the army.

Zhao Lie smiled and saluted: "What the minister said is exactly what the hunt has not finished saying." ”

Zhang Shijie stroked his beard and smiled, glanced at Huang Tiancong, and said: "Junhao, good steel should be used on the blade, do you know?" ”

Huang Tiancong smiled bitterly: "The last general understands, Xin'anhou is waiting for ......" suddenly stared at the outside of the city with wide eyes, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Zhao Lie turned around, but saw that two miles outside the city, on the top of the hill where the Yuan army was located, a black Su Luding shook rapidly, rolling like a wave. Under the black wolfskin flag, a group of armored warriors glistening silver in the sun were rapidly assembling.

Zhao Lie held the handle of the Remington shotgun on his back with his backhand, and showed a smile: "Finally, are you going to show your hole cards?" Ali Hague, let you see, what is the rain of bullets, it is difficult to move an inch! ”