In the afternoon, the battle of Yacheng reached a white heat, and the sound of fighting and screaming was boiling in the sky.

In the east and west sections of the entire south gate city, there are almost no resisting Song soldiers, and there are dense Yuan soldiers everywhere, and flags with various colors tattooed with Basi Pawen are flying all over the city, like a frenzy that is about to flood the city. Only the double-storey tower above the city gate, like a reef in the center of the sea, silent and solid, let the frenzy hit, standing still. At the highest point of the tower, the dragon flag of the Great Song Dynasty is still fluttering.

Under the frantic impact of the Yuan army, the Song army's only strength of less than 1,000 people was gradually squeezed out little by little, and the Song soldiers in the defensive sections of the city walls were surrounded and killed in groups, and the remaining Song soldiers instinctively retreated to the lower part of the tower, and fought bloody battles under the command of the two marshals.

At this time, there were less than 200 Song soldiers left below the tower, protecting the tower, and outside the larger range, all the black soldiers were Yuan soldiers. At the contact surface of the two armies, the soldiers on both sides exchanged knives and guns, constantly frantically entering and exiting each other's bodies with swords, guns and axes, and the blood kept spraying and splashing, staining the faces of the soldiers on both sides red. In such an atmosphere of frantic fighting, almost all those who are in it become wild beasts, and if they don't eat (kill) people, they will be eaten (killed).

If it weren't for the fact that most of the last 200 Song soldiers were Wen and Zhang Ershuai's guards, with outstanding combat power and loyalty, I am afraid that they would have collapsed long ago. But in the face of an endless stream of frenzied Yuan soldiers, they could only support themselves and retreat step by step.

Under normal circumstances, for a city, at this point, it is basically breached. If it was an ordinary army, Ali Hague and Dewarm Buhua would have ordered a part of the troops to surround the tower, and the rest of the troops would go straight to the inner city, and once the inner city was broken, the resistance of the tower would be meaningless. However, this time, they did not dare.

Don't look at the raging and heavy encirclement of the Yuan soldiers, in the eyes of the generals of the Yuan army, this is like a thick board wrapped around a cluster of flames that will not be extinguished. It is necessary to use a thicker "board" to completely extinguish the flame as soon as possible, otherwise, but you have to take a breather, the flame will burst out at any time and burn through the board.

Just like at this moment.

A sharp horn sounded, and everyone in the Song soldiers, who was struggling to resist the Yuan soldiers, breathed a sigh of relief on their faces, and then, suddenly, they retreated like a tide, and at the same time split in half as if they had been cut by a knife, revealing a large open space in the middle.

The Yuan Bing, who was under light pressure, did not show a relaxed look, but retreated in panic, and even squeezed back the side card of the gun player.

At this time, five rows of soldiers suddenly rushed out of the inner circle of the Song army, and the first row raised a dark musket, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at a large group of Yuan soldiers with earth-colored faces.

Bang bang!

White smoke rose up, and the Yuan soldiers fell.

After the first platoon of the Song musketeers finished fighting, they ran away from both sides under the order of the team officer. The second row in the back raised their guns according to the order, and there was another roar, and the soldiers fell to the ground one after another.

3rd row, 4th row......

After the fifth platoon was finished, more than 20 Yuan soldiers fell in a pool of blood. Just as the Yuan soldiers were waiting for the next ** blow in panic, they suddenly found that the fire of the Song army's musketeers was interrupted.

At this time, the Yuan army suddenly had a long horn sound, and the encirclement of the Yuan soldiers also cracked from it with the sound of the horn, and a group of Mongols and Semu people with big bows and quivers appeared on their backs, many of whom still had several arrows between their fingers.

Snort! The arrows are like locusts, and dense as rain.

The musketeers did not have time to retreat, and they fell to the ground screaming, their bodies full of arrows and blood gushing out.

"Gun player, stop! Obstruct! Huang Congtian hissed, his cry attracted the attention of a Mongolian archer, and an arrow was fired, hitting Huang Tiancong's chest. Just as he was about to make up for another arrow, the Song Jun's gunners had closed in time to protect Huang Tiancong and the musketeers.

Huang Tiancong pushed away the left and right guards, gritted his teeth and pulled out the arrow from the chest heart guard, the tip of the arrow was faintly bloodstained, fortunately, it was not deep in the flesh. Looking at the wailing musketeers and the scattered musketeers, Huang Tian had nowhere to vent his anger, his hands were folded, and the shaft of the arrow snapped in two.

Previously, they were slaughtered by the Iron Shield Armor, and most of the musket team was killed and wounded, and more than a dozen guns were damaged. Fortunately, Zhang Shijie still had a reserve army, and finally formed a musket unit of sixty or seventy people. But these conscripts were directly pulled into the battlefield without a few days of training, and it was such a tragic battlefield, as a result, after hitting the preloaded projectiles, few people could complete the second reload normally, causing the combo to be interrupted, and the Yuan army's Jebe team seized the opportunity to kill half of it with a rain of arrows.

Although the musketeers are easy to train and easy to replenish, they still need to train for a few days, and someone can replenish them. Anyway, does the Song army still have time to train musketeers at the moment? Are there any reservists?

Looking at the musketeers rolling and shouting in a pool of blood, Huang Tiancong finally felt powerless. Suddenly, there was a movement from the other side of the tower, which lifted his spirits.

Bang bang!

Bang bang!

The gunfire is incessant, the smoke of gunpowder is filled,

The sound of "changing magazines" one after another is endless.

After a short period of adjustment, the special operations team once again wielded its might. In the face of the crazy Yuan soldiers, in just half an hour, the team members had consumed two bases of ammunition, and the barrels in their hands were already hot, and even scrapped. Under the stormy metal storm, the Yuan soldiers fell in rows, rushing closer again and again, and retreating again and again. In front of the spear and shield killing array of the special operations team, the corpses were piled up like mounds.

To curb madness, there is only more madness!

Of course, they also encountered a strong opponent, the Jebel team, composed of Mongols and Beiting Army marksmen, numbering no more than a hundred people, but all of them were skilled in archery, specializing in shooting parts that were exposed outside the armor.

Each member of the special operations team has excellent armor, and there is a special mask armor in front of the helmet, which only exposes the eyes and the part below the lips, and the lower body is protected by rattan armor, and the defensive power is almost the same as that of the Yuan army's iron shield armor. But just like the Iron Shield Armorer, no matter how tight the protection is, there will eventually be flaws, such as eyes, such as the jaw, such as the palm. These flaws, even if the Iron Shield Armor found out, could not be helped, but for the Meng Yuan Divine Archer, he could use arrows to turn the flaws into fatal wounds.

At the time of the fierce fighting, the special combat team suffered casualties for the first time.

"Ahh An arrow was viciously shot into the eye of a team member, and looking at the depth of the arrow shaft, it was obvious that it had entered the brain, and it was no longer alive.

"Bastard!" Ding Xiaoqi gritted his teeth, raised his shotgun, and aimed at the Mongolian shooter who had dodged into the crowd with the arrow.

Boom! The shrapnel was like a bee, and the two Mongols who were raising their bows and waiting to shoot were sent to the ground, but the murderer escaped.

Ding Xiaoqi was angry and anxious, even the buckle machine, the barrel clicked, but there was no bullet.

Bang! With a bang, the bow and arrow, and the Mongolian archer, who was about to make persistent efforts, burst out of the head with a stream of bloody arrows and fell headlong.

Ding Xiaoqi breathed a sigh of relief, squinted his eyes while playing up, and saw his sister reloading the revolver.

"It's worthy of a sister." Ding Xiaoqi secretly praised and gave a thumbs up.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't squint, and after quickly loading the bullet, he held it in both hands and poked out the muzzle of the gun behind the rattan card. Bang bang...... One shot at a time, no missing bullets.

The firepower and training of the special combat team are far from being comparable to the improvised musket team. Ali Hague's Jebe team, which has high hopes, can't find the slightest chance, they want to hurt the special combat team, there is only one way - life for life! It's not one life for one, it's five or ten lives that can be exchanged for one.

When the Jebel team, who was strong in archery, risked their lives, the special combat team also suffered losses. In just a quarter of an hour, five members of the team were wounded, three of whom were killed instantly by sharp arrows through the eyes.

Boom! Remington raised his hand and knocked over a guy who shot an arrow more than ten steps away, Zhao Hunt flicked his hand and slapped the arrow on his body down - this is the difference between an arrow and a projectile, even if the arrow is hit, as long as it is not a bare position, the damage is not great. And being shot is completely different, not dead but also disabled.

Seeing the casualties of the team members, Zhao Lie's heart was twitching, he took the route of elite soldiers, and it was distressing to die.

Previously, the whole team of the Iron Shield Armor did their best but did not hurt a single member of the special combat team, for three reasons: first, they had the advantage of defending the city, and the Iron Shield Armor continued to climb the city, forming a refueling tactic; The second is that the Iron Shield Armor is too heavy, and although the defense is strong, the attack is slow, and it becomes the best target; The third is that there were still some thunder cannons at that time, and in order to eliminate this iron shield armor team as soon as possible, they were all thrown away in one go.

Now it seems that this Jebel team is more threatening than the previous Iron Shield Armorers.

We can't go on like this, and we must change our tactics.

Zhao Lie's eyes flashed, and he suddenly shouted: "The special combat team listens to the order and retreats into the tower!" Retreat to the Tower! ”