The pure white shroud slowly pulls away, revealing a pale, distorted face. Between those wide-open eyes, there was a bloody hole of flesh rolling - the only wound in the body, and the only fatal wound.

"Aka!" Brother Guan cried bitterly, and the corpse mourned. Behind him was Ali Hague's tall and majestic body.

At this moment, the face of the commander of the Yuan army, who had lost his beloved son, sank like water, and his eyes as colorful as a tiger shot out a devouring fierce light. He stretched out his long, muscular arm and gently rubbed the back of The Hague's head, which had been set with a gold plate of equal size as the skull had been lifted off, to preserve the integrity of the skull.

No one knew his son better than Ali Hague, who had been trained rigorously from an early age, from mounted archery to the use of various weapons, and had accompanied him on his expeditions at the age of thirteen. Although Ali Hague did not like his rough and ferocious temperament, believing that he lacked the wisdom and strategy of a general, he was very confident in the strength of this eldest son. Missing the Hague coming-of-age ceremony is to hunt a black bear with your bare hands. Such a person, even if he is beaten with fifty military sticks, cannot be killed casually.

However, the son of Baturu, who was capable of killing a black bear, was indeed killed, by a ridiculously cheap copper bullet weighing no more than two cents. Judging from the state of the corpse, it was too late to even fight back or dodge.

Ali Hague rubbed the golden skull of his dead son in one hand and clutched the bloodstained deformed copper bullet found next to his son's body in the other. He knew that it was fired from the muzzle of a gun called a musket. Although Ali Hague had not seen the actual musket, the Lost Hague, who had been repeatedly beaten by the musket and looked for teeth, still had a little gain, he dug up a lot of lead and copper bullets from the dead soldiers, except for some fragmented and deformed, relatively intact bullets were collected by him, and presented to Atta together with the musket atlas. So, Ali Hague was able to distinguish which projectile was fired from a musket, which was fired by a musket (pistol), and which projectile was fired by a musket (shotgun......

Although Ali Hague's death was grieved and angry, the blood-stained bullet sent chills down his spine, the Song people's weapons were too terrible, and the threat to their own army was too great. Since this team did not know whether to break into the encirclement, it was absolutely impossible to let them break out. Whether it is to avenge his son or to eliminate the threat to his own side, all the Yacheng Song army, including this team, must die!

"Atta!" Brother Guan raised his head suddenly, and his two red and swollen eyes shot out of bitter hatred.

Ali Hague waved his hand to stop, let Brother Guan swallow the words that came to his lips, and then turned around and gave a brief order to Dewen Buhua, who was standing behind him: "Tomorrow, general attack." ”

……

On November 25, the winter sun shines lazily through the thin clouds, reflecting the blue sea like jade. The seabirds are fluttering in the air, echoing with the sound of the waves, making people want to roar and resonate with the creatures of heaven and earth.

It's a pity that a few miles away from the coast, a boundless golden drum slaughtered, destroying the natural harmony of heaven and earth. For the two armies that were about to stage a life-and-death struggle, at this moment, what they longed for most was the blood flowing from the opponent's body, red blood.

The south gate of Yacheng, above and below the city, is a banner again, swords and guns are like a forest, the plain slopes under the city, and the heads of people who are pressed by the black are spread so that they can hardly see a little gap.

Before the tower fence was dry, Wen Tianxiang's expression was extremely solemn: "What Li Yu said is true, today there are nearly half more Yuan Yu than in the past, and there are no less than 10,000 troops, and it is really pouring out." Today, there will be a bloody battle. ”

The defense of the South Gate behind him made Huang Tian slightly bitter from his mouth, as a front-line commander, he knew the defense of the South Gate best. He had no more than a thousand people at hand, and they were all tired soldiers, and their combat strength was greatly reduced. In addition, the Yuan army attacked the city for several days, and many city defense equipment were seriously damaged and could not be used. Look at the frame of the Yuan army under the city, it is to complete its work in one battle! Today's battle hangs in the balance.

Although he already knew the answer, Huang Tiancong couldn't help but ask for verification again: "Xin'an Hou, is it really impossible for your boat master to arrive?" ”

Zhao Lie, who was also standing behind Wen Tianxiang, only replied with four words: "Not today." ”

Huang Tiancong wanted to say something more, but Zhang Shijie said with a calm face: "Needless to say, it is only right to fight the battle in front of you." ”

Although Zhao Lie is not interested in Zhang Shijie's arrogance, this duke's ability to remain calm and fearless in such a situation of disparity between the strength of the enemy and us is really admirable.

Seeing that the Yuan army had completed the whole formation, he originally thought that he was going to attack next, but he saw the three horsemen galloping down the hillside where the Chinese army was, stopped a hundred steps away, and shouted towards the city: "Marshal Du has an order to hand over the murderer who killed the ten thousand households and lost The Hague, after the city is broken, half of the city can live, if not, follow the Jingjiang example!" ”

The city was cold, and no one answered.

The knight in the middle shouted again: "This is the final notice, if it should be okay, if it should not, from now on, my Dayuan warrior only speaks with a sword and bow, and you will make a mistake when you wait!" ”

The ultimatum of the Yuan army, undisguised murderous spirit. If Ali Hague said that if he handed over the murderer, the whole city could live, then it was really possible to lie and deceive, but it was much more credible to directly say that he would hand over the murderer and kill half and spare half. No one would doubt Ali Hague's determination to say this, and this Meng Yuan's "Tiger of the North Garden" would not be surprising in whatever he did after losing his cubs.

Wen Tianxiang said coldly: "Don't pay attention to it, send orders to prepare for war." ”

Zhao Lie suddenly said: "Prime Minister, the two armies are in a confrontation, morale comes first, we can't let the Tartars suppress the momentum." ”

Wen Tianxiang looked at this young man who had repeatedly surprised him with interest: "What do you want to do?" ”

Zhao Lie didn't answer directly, he unbuckled the gun and pulled out the May Fourth military pistol.

Zhang Shijie frowned and said: "The previous Yuan Yuan also sent people to persuade him to surrender under the city, and he was shot down by a certain arrow to hold the flag. This time, I must be prepared, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to plane it in the same way. ”

Zhao Lie smiled lightly: "Hunting doesn't plan to planing like this, shooting flags is like shooting people." ”

As he spoke, Zhao Lie took out a rosewood shoulder rest, which was firmly attached to the pistol and pressed against the shoulder. One hand holds a five-four pistol, and the other hand holds it in the opposite direction. Take a deep breath and take aim with bated breath.

Normally, the effective firing range of the May Fourth military pistol is said to be about 50 meters, but in fact, its maximum firing range can even reach 200 meters, but if it wants to shoot at a target of more than 100 meters, it is no longer aiming, but tilting the muzzle of the gun at a 45-degree angle and shooting at the target by feeling. To be able to do this, it is definitely a first-class sharpshooter.

In the past few months, Zhao Lie, except for the interruption of training when he commanded the two battles of annihilating Ma Fuji and breaking the Hague, the rest of the time, he fixed three training sessions every day: aiming at Xiangtou for an hour in the dark, hanging heavy objects with an empty gun for an hour, and firing 100 rounds of live ammunition.

Not to mention the rest, just an empty gun hanging heavy object aiming, he hung a weight of ten kilograms, and the longest time he held on was a quarter of an hour. After completing this training, both arms were red and swollen, and my back was sore and painful. If it weren't for the fact that there was a royal doctor-level healing saint in the army, who had deployed a medicinal bath to reduce swelling and pain, and strengthen the foundation and peiyuan, he would not have dared to fight like this.

The result of such a fight was already a small test the day before yesterday, and it was no luck that Zhao Lien could raise his hand and blow up the head of The Hague with a shot twenty steps away.

One hundred steps, one hundred and thirty meters, is almost the limit of shooting with a melee weapon like a pistol, and in his previous life, Zhao Lie never thought of using a pistol - or an old antique like May Fourth to hit such a long-distance target. It's just that he has three guns in his hand, and this one has the longest range and the most powerful, so he has no choice.

People are forced out.

Bang!

The crisp sound of gunfire resounded across the battlefield, and the knight, who believed that he was agile and adept at dodging arrows, threw his head back, as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer, and fell from his horse. The ownerless warhorse neighed and galloped away.

Hundred steps shouted, and suddenly died, and nearly 10,000 Yuan soldiers who couldn't figure out the situation made a commotion. The supervising team, the heads of various brands, and hundreds of households worked hard to calm down the commotion.

A voice came from afar, rolling and drumming with the sea breeze: "Ali Hague, do you see clearly?" That's how I killed your little cub that day. If you dare to appear within a hundred steps of my sight, I, Zhao Lie, will definitely reunite your father and son! If you have a kind, you can try it! ”