"Marshal Du, the weapons of the Song people are too terrifying! The shield can't be blocked, the iron armor can't be prevented, the launch is fast, it can't be broken, it can't be prevented, and you can't get beaten wow! "The Yuan army and the Chinese army are sitting down, and the sweaty ten thousand households are crying bitterly at Ali Hague.

Ali Hague didn't lift his eyelids, and looked intently at the tower in the distance surrounded by Yuan soldiers, as if he heard it, but he didn't seem to hear it.

Brother Guan only glanced at Atta carefully, then looked at the dewarming Buhua who was bent over with his fists clenched and panicked, and asked in a slow tone, "Didn't the Jebel team kill before?" Can you let them rush? ”

Warming Buhua shook his head: "The corridor is narrow, and the crossbowmen can't use it, so there is no other way than to let the gunsmith and the knife and axe hand rush hard." And ...... "dewarming does not take a look of pain and anger," because the Jebel team is quite a threat to the Song army's Lianzhu gun team, they are targeted by these damn bastards, and all the guns and bullets are hailing them...... The Jebel team suffered heavy casualties, and now there are less than twenty people left......"

Most of the hundreds of Jebe troops are Mongolian guards who are dewarmed, and their importance to dewarming is as important to Beiting Army as to Ali Hague, the loss is so great, they are dripping blood, and they swear that if they can capture any of the Lianzhu spear team alive, they will be trampled to death in a sack.

Monk Langzhong comforted: "The Song people can't stand it for long, as long as we work harder, no matter how strong that Lianzhu spear team is, it can't withstand our repeated impacts." Now, it's up to you to see who can't survive first. ”

Ali Hague finally spoke leisurely: "The monk's words are the key to this battle. It doesn't take to dewarm, you tell me, can you survive it? ”

Dewarming does not dazzle the corners of the eyes, and the muscles twitch directly: "The end will ...... Marshal Du, our casualties are more than thirty percent, and the Han army and the new annexed army below are almost overwhelmed......"

"I don't want casualties, I just need to insert this Harasu record in the Yacheng Tower!" Ali Hague interrupted the dewarming without complaining, his face was calm, and he looked directly at the number one general under his command, "The soldiers are dead on the head of the brand, the head of the brand is dead on the hundreds, the hundred-households are dead, the thousand-households are dead, the thousand-households are dead-you give it to me!" ”

The ugly face full of scars twisted for a while, clenched his fists heavily, and turned around. Half an hour later, Dewarm Buhua led a group of Mongolian armor commanders to appear under the south gate of Yacheng. Just under the witness of thousands of Yuan soldiers, the Meng Yuan general pulled out a scimitar and wiped it in the palm of his hand, and then sprinkled a piercing blood line under his feet, and then slowly tightened his fist dripping blood, raised his head violently, and his voice was like a wolf's howl: "Dewarming is not spent here!" Who dares to cross this blood line, kill, none, forgive! ”

In the roar of dewarming, the bloody battle of Yacheng Qiaolou reached a fever pitch.

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Zhao Lie found that there is no better weapon for guarding the ladder than a shotgun (shotgun), no matter how many enemies there are, as long as you show your head, you don't need to aim, you raise your hand is a shot, and everything misses.

Five people, five shotguns, blocked the staircase and held the heavy soldiers firmly, not allowing an inch to enter.

Wen Tianxiang, Zhang Shijie, Zhang Xiong and a cadre of Song soldiers were all shocked by the power of this shotgun. Wen, Zhang and other generals had never had the opportunity to see Zhao Lie's gun and shield killing array before, and thought that this bead gun was the same as a flintlock pistol, which was loaded from the barrel and emitted a cloud of white smoke, the difference was only that it could fire a few bullets in a row. As for how to shoot continuously, I have no concept at all, and I don't bother to think about these craftsman skills. Now I saw with my own eyes that the muskets they were familiar with were not at all the same thing, and the muskets of the Song Army Musket Team were not at all comparable to these lightweight, short, but powerful shotguns.

Wen Tianxiang, who was already ready to kill himself, was suddenly relieved after witnessing this weapon as amazing as a thunderbolt and red flame. Perhaps, this time, we will be able to survive in a desperate situation. Although he is not afraid of death, he is not afraid of death, but he will leave a useful body to continue to fight against the tyrant, and he will do what he wants.

After Zhang Xiong's shock was over, his eyes were as hot as Huang Tiancong at the beginning, this is simply a big killer that cannot be stopped by manpower. Looking back at the head of the family, he met Zhang Shijie's predatory eyes, and his heart was happy, and then he looked at the shotgun in the hands of Zhao Lie and others, and his eyes were like seeing something in his own bag.

Zhao Lie didn't have time to be distracted to figure out what other people had in mind, and he obviously felt the constant pressure of Yuan Bing. More than twenty people, fifty or sixty guns, still too few, especially the musketeers could not share the pressure.

In the fierce battle, Zhao Lie found that because the training time of the musketeers was too short, some people were even pulled directly to the battlefield because of the heavy casualties of the musketeers without shooting live ammunition at all. The brutality and cruelty of the battlefield were so great in the hearts of these soldiers who had little combat experience that they could not reload their ammunition for a whole minute and could not fire a single shot of lead.

Although Zhao Lie didn't expect these recruits to go to the battlefield as soon as they touched their guns to be of much use, they couldn't be so inefficient. Taking advantage of the slight setback in the Yuan soldiers' offensive, he groaned slightly, and said to Long Feiyi: "You go and command the musket team, and change to shoot with marksmanship." ”

Long Feiyi's eyes flashed, and he immediately understood, and as soon as he put away the shotgun, he took the order and left. Another Thunder Warrior quickly filled in and replaced Long Feiyi.

Long Feiyi divided the remaining forty or so musketeers into two groups, one group with shooting experience and one group of newly replenished recruits who only reloaded. As a result, the shooting efficiency has been greatly improved, and the pressure on the special combat team has been slightly relieved.

Zhao Lie glanced at the copper carving leak in the corner of the tower, it was the end of the Shen time, and it would be dark if he held on for another half an hour. If it was in the past, the Yuan army would have withdrawn at this time, but looking at the momentum of this wave is more ferocious than one wave, I am afraid that Ali Hague is really crazy, and I am afraid that he will really drive this tired army to fight at night.

Wen Tianxiang's steady voice came at the right time: "All the gentlemen work hard, and it will be dark in half an hour." As soon as it gets dark, the Yuan captives will withdraw, and the Yuan captives will withdraw, this battle will be won, and the siege of Yacheng will be solved. After that, Hu Chieftain Ali The Hague had no more strength left to attack! ”

The eyes of the remnants of Song Bing in the tower were full of ecstasy, "Wan Sheng!" The sound almost drowned out the gunshots.

However, Zhao Lie's face changed.

In the corridor, there was a dull sound of rattling and the whirring of many people, but after waiting for a while, there was no figure of Yuan Bing. Suddenly, a thick, long and wide board slammed down on the stone steps. Immediately, a huge black thing came into Zhao Hunt's eyes.

When the thing slowly advanced along the thick plate, Zhao Lie's eyes widened and blurted out: "Wheel!" ”

As a siege vehicle, the chariot has a roof-shaped ultra-thick roof, coated with thick plaster, not afraid of oil rockets, and even a stone can carry one or two, such a chariot can't even penetrate a five-four pistol. And the reason why Zhao Lie changed color was not only because he couldn't penetrate the roof of the car, but also because the car was actually an ancient Tibetan military car, and dozens of soldiers could be hidden in the car!

The corridor is narrow, the car is wide and thick, and it was originally impossible to enter at all, but the Yuan soldiers actually split the car in half longitudinally, broke off the front and rear partitions, and connected them. In this way, not only can the car advance smoothly into the corridor, but the number of hidden soldiers will not decrease. When the modified flat elongated cart was pushed diagonally up the stairs along the backing plate, as soon as the four wheels were dismantled, the cart became an unbreakable troop transport channel, and the exit of the passage was at the entrance of the second floor of the staircase!

As soon as the chariot appeared, the faces of the five-person group guarding the ladder changed. Needless to say, Zhao Lie, Zhang Junbao, and Grasshopper immediately left their positions and rushed to the staircase - it was useless to hold any other positions now.

Jueyuan and the Thunder Clan's warriors who were guarding the entrance of the ladder also quickly dodged to both sides, and at the moment when the two of them just moved, they sneered! Several rockets flew out of the car, one of them narrowly passed by Jueyuan's cheek, and the flame tail scorched a strand of hair in his ear (Jueyuan was already vulgar, so there were hair droplets), and they all hit the walls and pillars, and sparks flew everywhere.

Several menacing black shadows took the opportunity to rush out of the black hole.

Wearing a pot-shaped iron helmet, wearing willow leaf iron armor, carrying a large bow and arrow bag, holding heavy weapons such as a thick-backed scimitar with faint blood light and axe, hammer and short fork, short and burly, full of bloodthirsty murderous aura - the Yuan army Mongolia and Beiting mixed into the elite of the Jebe team, and finally broke into the second floor!