The wall of fire did not stop the Mongol soldiers for long, and the Mongols shouted and knocked down the arrow shelter and covered it on the fire oil ditch, revealing a gap.

Unexpectedly, they could rush to the mountainside so smoothly, success seemed to beckon in front of them, and the Mongolian soldiers of the 200th Hundred Men who were excited didn't care to wait for the arrow shelter behind them to push up, and one by one they opened their bows and arrows and shot at the rocks and horses more than ten zhang away, and then roared and roared to collect their bows and draw their blades, and rushed towards the position with a roar.

This group of uninvited villains was greeted by a sharp whistle of varying lengths - as a special force of the Great Song Dynasty, the battle orders of the martial arts team were different from the golden drums, horns, flags and flags of the regular troops, and they used bamboo whistles. As soon as the whistle sounded, the sound was completely able to cover the positions of hundreds of people, and it was heard clearly. The whistle command is concise and clear, and on the battlefield, the more concise the command, the more efficient.

The shrill whistle suddenly stopped, and the air seemed to freeze for a moment, and the hearts of the large group of Mongolian soldiers who were rushing through the fire bridge built by the arrow shelter also skipped a beat inexplicably. The next moment, countless angry fires suddenly erupted from the pile of rocks in front of him.

Bang bang!

The whole Tonggu Mountain is like a cauldron of boiling oil on fire, and the Mongolian soldiers are like a handful of beans thrown into the pot, under the "stir-frying", the sound of explosion shakes the heavens and the earth, and the dense "beans" jump around, under the light of the fire, like crazy cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, jumping around like a convulsive.

Some of them had their faces covered with blood, and they could not stand on their heads; Some held the intestines that flowed out, screamed and rolled down the cliff; Some were shocked by the huge impact of the shotgun, fell to the rear mountain road, and smashed a few unlucky eggs down the cliff together, and the difficult brother Huang went to Huangquan. The worst thing was that the Mongolian soldiers who were beaten all over their faces and blinded, covered their bloody faces one by one, stumbled into the fire oil ditch, and suddenly became a wild dance of fire men, the thick smell of burnt meat filled the air, and the terrible screams made people chill to the bones......

At this moment, the Mongolian soldiers were completely stunned, they didn't expect the Song army's firepower to be so ferocious, without interruption at all, it was really endless, faster, more fierce, more accurate and more terrifying than the arrows they shot! What they didn't expect was that the arrow shelter they spent precious time and effort to build was almost useless for birds—well, it can't be said to be completely useless, at least it still blocked a few times......

It is true that the pistols and shotguns of the martial arts team cannot penetrate the heavy arrow shelter, but due to the terrain limitations, the Mongolian soldiers can only use the arrow shelter to block the front, and the sides are completely uncovered, completely exposed to the guns of the martial arts team. And the most effective and terrifying fire attack of firearms is the side fire strafing. The Mongol soldiers who were crowded on the mountain road were poured by the rain of bullets pouring water from the side, and they dissolved and collapsed to the ground like mud figures......

The roar of the rain of bullets tearing through the air makes the scalp tingle and the liver tremble. The leather armor, wooden shields, and even torches in the hands of the Mongol soldiers were shattered and splashed in the rain of bullets. Fireworks-like sparks reflected faces of horror, anger, sadness, and despair, as well as dark red blood that was dyed deeper by the night......

The Mongol soldiers who can perform such a key task can all be called the most elite warriors of the Mengyuan Empire, strong and fierce, bloodthirsty and cruel, and immediately open the bow invincible, even if they dismount and fight hand-to-hand, one can beat three or five ordinary Song soldiers. However, this time their opponent is not an ordinary Song soldier, but a martial arts warrior who uses a super-era weapon, and the bullets poured in their hands don't matter whether you are elite or not, as long as they are flesh-shaped, they will explode in one chance!

Although before the raid, Li Heng, who had suffered greatly from the muskets of the Dragon Bird Army, had repeatedly reminded the Mongol soldiers to be careful, and even used several muskets captured after defeating Su Liuyi's father and son to do adaptation training...... However, Li Heng still confused a little - a musket is a musket, a semi-automatic firearm is a semi-automatic firearm, the two weapons are not the same thing at all, and the two are hundreds of years apart......

It was this "point" mistake that caused the finishers and Arslen to make a mistake in their judgment - they wanted to fight for a group of dead and wounded under the cover of the arrow shelter, close the distance, and then suppress the muskets with bows and arrows. Because at close range, the speed of muskets was obviously inferior to that of bows and arrows, especially the Mongol soldiers who were good at horse archery had a more obvious advantage. As long as it can be suppressed for a moment, it only needs a moment! They were able to use their absolute superiority in forces to flood the Song army's positions with a sea of people......

The two most important points to achieve this tactic are suppression and interruption.

However...... Suppress? Use a bow and arrow to suppress a melee killer like a pistol shotgun? Who's pressing whom!

Discontinuity? As long as it is properly coordinated, how can the fire of a repeating weapon be interrupted? If you want to have an intermittent fire, either run out of bullets, or wait for the barrel to be scrapped.

In this Northern Expedition, Zhao Lie had already extracted all the ammunition from the iron house's inventory, and each person was allocated more than 200 rounds of ammunition of various types. According to the data tested by Iron House, a barrel will be scrapped only if it has at least 300 consecutive rounds (shotguns).

Three hundred rounds of ammunition from one gun, even if two hundred rounds are good, three hundred guns...... How many rounds did these more than 4,000 Mongol soldiers have to die to meet any of the above indicators?

It was precisely because of the misjudgment between the finishers and Arslen that they took great pains to carry out such a night attack, at least strategically successful, although tactically miserable. But if they really understood what the equipment and firepower of the martial arts team was, they would not even have the courage to attack at night......

The consequences of the serious misjudgment of the commander of the first army have long been clearly stated in the ancient military books - the generals are incompetent and exhaust the three armies.

At the moment, these "three armies" are not only tired and half dead, they are simply tortured to death - a group of guys with broadswords, spears, bows, arrows, and shields are charging towards the rows of guns without concealment, what is the difference between this and blocking the bullet holes with the chest, what is it not looking for abuse?

Under such a rain of bullets, the Mongolian soldiers who rushed to the top of the mountain with blood-red eyes and slaughtered were subjected to the most brutal massacre in history, with layers of corpses covering the narrow stone steps of the mountain road, and blood flowing from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain. Many Mongol soldiers had to push the bodies of their companions off the cliffs in order to charge. Then, very quickly, they became part of the cascade of obstacles......

The fire of the Banshan Pavilion was bright and dazzling, like a bright lamp, attracting countless crazy Mongolian soldiers who filled the mountain road to pounce like moths, and then annihilated in the raging fire and turned into flying ashes.

Everything is in line with Long Feiyi and the three hundred martial arts warriors who swore before the war to "wash my Tonggu Mountain with the blood of the enemy".

Honestly!

In the stone pavilion in the middle of the mountain, Zhao Lie'an sat on a stone bench, his shotgun crossed his knees, his hand stroked the body of the gun with smooth lines and metallic texture, the end of his nose sniffed the thick blood, his deep eyes reflected the figures that fell off the cliff one by one, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "It's really crazy!" Yes, if Heaven wants it to perish, it must first make it mad...... Boyan, if this is your last resort, then after dawn, it will be time for you to fall! ”