The warrior of the Thunder Clan who replaced Long Feiyi was called Meng Shiqi, about thirty years old, a native of Ganzhou, and he was also one of the twenty-three righteous men who followed Chen Jizhou with Long Feiyi, Yang Zheng and others. Before joining the Dragon Bird Army, Meng Shiqi had fought against almost all types of troops in Mengyuan - except for the "Cowardly Army", which was known as the strongest in Mengyuan.

For Meng Shiqi, the most thrilling battle in his life, in addition to the Yacheng counterattack this time, was the battle of Lin'an Nanzhamen. It was in that tragic battle that they were sniped by the Mongolian archers led by Zhang Qi with furious arrows, which were really killing arrows, no matter how to dodge and how to block, the vicious arrows were like long eyes that accurately hit the vital points of their comrades, and they were really undodgable and unstoppable. It was in that battle that Yang Zheng was wounded in the throat and became dumb.

When he was defending the battle under the tower before, he saw several special combat soldiers around him being shot accurately from under the face armor and eyes by the cold arrows flying out of the dense Yuan army's encirclement, which made Meng Shiqi's hairs stand on end, and he couldn't help but think of the terrible Mongolian archers back then.

Just now, he and Jueyuan sensed the danger at the same time, dodged in time, and were shocked to find that Jueyuan, who was above him, was almost pierced through the throat by an arrow.

"Mongolian marksman!" As soon as Meng Shiqi let out a shout, several small but extremely majestic armor soldiers rushed out of the chariot: pale and sparse eyebrows, eyes as fierce as a wolf, a big nose as red as garlic, an oily flatbread face, and two plateau red on both cheeks.

It is the only Mongolian army under the command of Marshal Ali Hague, the Marshal of the Mongolian and Han armies, and the elite of the guards of 10,000 households.

As soon as a few Mongolian armor soldiers rushed out, they scored two points, and three of them waved the weapons in their hands and cut them according to the figure in front of them. However, no matter how fast they move, how can they be as fast as an index finger buckle machine?

Boom!

The three shotguns fired at the same time, converging into a roar, blood bursting out, and flesh and bone flew together. The three Mongolian armorers were shrouded in lead and sand in the sky, not to mention hiding, they couldn't even block it, and they were instantly beaten into bloody people.

Jueyuan raised his gun to open the Mongolian armor soldier with a weak blow, raised his leg and kicked the half-dead Mongolian armor soldier into the car hole, blocked several sharp arrows that were fired, quickly raised the muzzle of the gun, and shot two shots, knocking over several shaking figures. didn't care about reloading, pulled out a short-barreled shotgun from his waist, and with two more shots, the big canopy sparks gushed, reflecting the frightened and desperate faces in the car hole.

Puff puff! The scorching red lead sand propelled by gunpowder roared like a honeycomb that had been stabbed by a pole. It's just that what it stirred up was not lumps, but blood arrows, as well as shredded flesh and bone chips.

"Reload!" Jueyuan let out a loud shout and dodged away from the staircase.

Meng Shiqi quickly filled the position, and after the double-barreled shotgun was played, he changed to a short-barreled shotgun, and then Zhang Junbao, Grasshopper, and Zhao Hunting...... In a narrow space, the lethality of the shotgun is multiplied, and it is not known how many people are killed or injured for a while. The dead and wounded soldiers rolled down the slope again, tripped and stumbled over the soldiers who hindered the follow-up charge, and in the blink of an eye, the car was tightly blocked by the dead and wounded soldiers and could not pass.

At this time, the Yuan soldiers were dumbfounded, and finally had to drag the cart back to the corridor to get out of the threat of shotguns, so that the dead and wounded were cleared, and then the wheels were reinstalled and pushed up the ladder again.

When the sound of heavy and chaotic footsteps sounded again in the car, Meng Shiqi leaned close to the outside of the car door, raised his arm and shot twice into the car. No screams were heard, only the strange sound of tuk tuk.

Meng Shiqi was stunned, exchanged glances with Zhao Lie and Jueyuan, kept clicking and filling two shotguns in his hand, and his eyes fell on the arrows that were still burning under the wall.

Jueyuan looked at Meng Shiqi's line of sight, and immediately understood, picked up the arrow and threw it over.

Meng Shiqi raised his hand to take it, threw it into the cart, and quickly probed through the light of the uncertain fire—a row of shield walls composed of four side cards, and the cold light of arrows in the gaps in the shield wall.

Almost at the moment when Meng Shiqi probed, an arrow shot like a black viper at his face with incomparable precision. Meng Shiqi couldn't dodge, and instinctively threw the arm that was retracted half after throwing the arrow forward.

Cha! An arrow pierced through the palm, but the shaft of the arrow was tightly clamped by the suddenly contracted muscles, and it was a few inches away from Meng Shiqi's face.

Zhao Lie, Jueyuan and others were shocked: "Old Meng ......"

"I didn't ...... ...... thing," Meng Shiqi retracted his body suddenly, his whole body convulsed, his arms were numb in pain, and he inhaled and shouted, "Yes...... Shield wall. ”

As he spoke, a rumbling sound came, and a shield cart with three layers of side cards appeared in front of him, and he didn't have to think about it to know that behind the shield cart there must be a dense number of soldiers.

Jueyuan and the grasshopper fired several shots in a row, causing the shield cart to sway, and the sawdust on the card was flying, but there was no hole. Seeing that the shotgun was ineffective, Zhang Junbao pulled out the imitation 54 and fired three shots in a row, and the corner of the side plate exploded, but the shield car had been launched out of the car.

Zhao Lie suddenly roared: "Hit the bottom of the car!" The body fell down, and with a few shots, the screams of the Yuan soldiers suddenly sounded.

Jueyuan and the others immediately woke up, and they all shot low, and for a while, they didn't know how many legs and feet were broken, and the sound of miserable rolling was loud.

Zhao Lie rushed to the shield car and shouted to Zhang Xiong: "Commander Zhang, borrow an axe." ”

Zhang Xiong laughed, did not throw the axe, but rushed directly, raised the big axe in his hand and clicked a few times, and cut off all the side cards. And Zhao Lie and the others leaned on the vehicle, used the car baffle as a cover, and kept bombarding, so that the soldiers cried and called their mothers, and they couldn't get an inch.

Looking at the black hole and the car, Zhao Lie regretted that if there were still thunder cannons or explosives packs, as long as one was thrown, the effect would be ...... Tsk, it's a pity!

At this time, Zhao Lie's ears were one after another, "Reload!" In the midst of this, a discordant voice suddenly came: "No ammunition!" ”

Zhao Lie's heart chuckled, and before he could react, as if he was infected, the sounds of "no ammunition" and "no ammunition" sounded one after another. In the end, even Zhang Junbao, Grasshopper and others loudly reported that they had run out of bullets.

Zhao Lie's heart gradually sank. In this recruitment, each special combat member brought at least two base amounts of ammunition, that is, about 200 rounds. With such a large amount of ammunition, under normal circumstances, two or three days of defending the city is enough. But I didn't expect Ali Hague to be so crazy and so desperate. The fierceness and cruelty of the battle, which lasted so long, was beyond Zhao Lie's expectations. Before it got dark, they were running out of bullets.

Zhao Lie looked at the few bullets left, and then at the Yuan soldiers who had the potential to fight at night, took a deep breath, and issued two orders: "Thunder team soldiers, except for Ding Xiaoyi, everyone only has five bullets left, and the rest of the ammunition is handed over to the junior team." Conserve ammunition and be prepared for white-knuckle combat. ”

Zhao Lie said, crossed all the last remaining bullets and bullets, and filled them into the three guns - it was not that he didn't take his side, but the bullets used in his three original guns were all special single-base drugs, and other imitation guns could not use such a strong propellant, otherwise there would be a danger of exploding.

Zhao Lie left the shield car bunker and walked in front of Wen Tianxiang: "Prime Minister, Hunt ...... Ashamed! ”

Wen Tianxiang smiled and shook his head: "Bullet is not a crime of war." Immediately, there is something to entrust. ”

Zhao Lie said solemnly: "Prime Minister, please speak." ”

Wen Tianxiang stroked his sword and smiled, his sunken eye sockets flashed: "If the enemy is close and I don't have time to cross the sword, leave a bullet for me." ”

Zhao Lie glanced at Wen Tianxiang deeply: "Okay! ”

All the members of the Thunder Clan, who still had bullets left, silently took off the bullet belt, poured out five bullets, and took the bullets into the arms of the nearest boy, and at the same time moved the machete and hatchet and other blades on their bodies to the most convenient position.

Zhang Junbao bandaged Meng Shiqi's palm, and was about to walk away, when his neck suddenly sank, and a bullet belt hung around his neck. Zhang Junbao hurriedly said: "Uncle Meng, you are injured......

Meng Shiqi waved his hand with difficulty, and said with a smile: "It's just one hand, and there is one hand and two legs, and he can swing a knife and cut off the dog's head." ”

Zhang Junbao's hand moved, a knife was in his hand, the knife rotated around his wrist like a spiritual snake, and the cold light flashed his eyes: "Uncle Meng, I can also cut the dog's head, you can take the bullet back." ”

Meng Shiqi smiled and patted Zhang Junbao on the shoulder: "Junbao, you are very good, better than uncle." Stay alive! The future of the Great Song Dynasty depends on you. ”

The firepower of the special combat team weakened, and it was quickly noticed by the Yuan soldiers, and the dewarming did not take any revenge, opened his big mouth, let out a burst of hysterical laughter, and held up the scimitar with both hands that still had a bright blade of the rout, grinding his teeth and yelling: "These damn Song dogs, finally run out of ammunition!" Listen to it, whoever is the first to rush to the tower will be rewarded with this sword! ”

The warmed scimitar is a silver knife given by the Great Khan himself, representing great glory and wealth. For a moment, Zhang Yuanbing's tired face and frightened eyes lit up again, and the entrance of the black hole that was originally full of death instantly became golden.

The gunfire in the tower is getting thinner, but the sound of blade fighting is getting more and more intensive, and more and more soldiers are pouring into the tower. The sounds of fighting, roaring, and screaming were boiling to the sky. As the fence of the tower clicked and broke, Meng Shiqi hugged a Mongolian warrior and fell down from the upper floor, and the bloody battle of the tower reached a fever pitch.

Zhao Lie stood beside Wen Tianxiang, the magazine of the Remington shotgun was empty, and the magazine of May Fourth was also exhausted, and only the point 38 revolver still had five bullets. At the last moment, there is never allowed to have such an oolong event as a stuck shell, and the revolver will never be stuck.

Jueyuan and Long Feiyi each held guns and cards, and rushed to the front side by side, both of them had become bloody people, and they couldn't tell whether they were their own or the enemy's.

Many of the special combat soldiers had already dropped their guns, drawn their swords and axes, and stood side by side with the last Song soldiers to meet the swarming Yuan soldiers.

Ding Xiaoqi, Zhang Junbao, Grasshopper, Han Tiehu, Heimaru, Ah Tsai and other young soldiers, under the cover of the soldiers, kept shooting cold shots, and repelled the crazy Yuan soldiers again and again.

Yang Zheng put on a big bow, grabbed a hand of wolf tooth arrows, his rough hands were like playing a lute, arrow after arrow, shooting out like flowing water, each arrow either pierced the throat or the eye, and the middle one was killed instantly.

Ding Xiaoyi stood silently beside Zhao Lie, a heavy and extra-long flintlock pistol, in her hand, as if it had become a needle and thread in the hands of the weaver, loading, compacting, pouring medicine, and shooting, like flowing water, pleasing to the eye. Of course, the Yuan Bing who was targeted by her would never think like this......

In front of him were human figures, and the sound of fighting was deafening, but in Zhao Lie's consciousness, all this seemed very far away. At this moment, his gaze crossed the battlefield, watching the blue sea and tides, and the tide rising and falling...... There, where he came, perhaps, will return today......

In a trance, a voice that seemed to come from the clouds shouted: "Look! There—"

At the turn of the sea and the sky, the clouds are like fire, the waves are vast, a white sail suddenly appears, and countless red flame-like dragon and bird flags are flying and flying, reflecting the sunset, dazzling.

The main boat division of the Dragon Bird Army has finally arrived.