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Countless turbulent footsteps came from the long, deep staircase.

On the second floor of the tower, a group of Song soldiers with blood mixed with sweat, clutching the broken weapons full of collapses and the few bows and arrows left, stared at the staircase, each pair of bloodshot red eyes, only despair, numbness, and, a trace of unyielding.

Behind them, the general Huang Tiancong, whose face was covered in blood, was already unconscious, angry and angry, and he was still holding half a broken knife tightly in his hand......

Wen Tianxiang was still so calm, only the fingers holding the sword had pressed the scabbard circlip, so it would be quick and convenient to draw it out.

Zhang Shijie's big bow has been replaced with a moon-covering broadsword, the rod is nine feet long, the blade is three feet long, the shaft is wrapped in iron, the back of the blade is thick and the blade is thin, and it looks very heavy. This deputy marshal of the Song Army, even in the tragic Battle of the Mountains and Mountains, did not personally go into battle, and at this moment he finally has to take the lead.

In front of Zhang Shijie, Zhang Xiong, a personal general, carried a big axe and led the only eight remaining armor soldiers to spread out in a row and protect them in front of the two Song army marshals. That frame has the potential to move the handsome, first stepping on our bodies.

At this moment, all eyes were focused on the staircase and the five people who were guarding the staircase in a half-moon shape.

Five men, five shotguns, the muzzle of the black hole pointed straight at the staircase, it's up to which unlucky guy shows his head first to withstand the first wave of metal storms.

Zhao Lie, Long Feiyi, Jueyuan, Zhang Junbao, Grasshopper.

Zhao Lie's Remington shotgun has the most power and the most ammunition, so it is naturally the first choice for blocking the ladder entrance. Long Feiyi, Jueyuan, and Zhang Junbao not only make good guns, but also have melee kung fu, and guarding the ladder entrance, melee combat will occur at any time. As for the grasshopper, this silent teenager played with the shotgun the most and loaded extremely quickly.

The staircase is narrow, the five people are in the dragon flying wings, Jueyuan guards the staircase, Zhang Junbao and grasshopper lie on the fence, and Zhao Lie is behind the fence. The manpower arrangement is just right, and any more will affect the shooting boundary.

Zhao Lie listened to the sound of hurried footsteps and the vibration of the stone steps, and his eyes unconsciously glanced at the group of bloodstained Song soldiers, and sighed secretly in his heart.

After the special combat team and the musket team climbed the tower, they shot condescendingly, and the effect was quite good. However, due to the fact that the threat of the Mongol archers and Beiting archers of the Yuan army was too great, the special combat team had to list them as priority targets and it was difficult to take care of the rest. However, because the losses of the musket team were too great, the newly recruited conscripts were not proficient in the operation of guns, and only fired one shot in half a day, and they lacked combat experience and played a limited role. Losing the suppression of guns and bullets, the Yuan army, which had an absolute advantage in troops, finally turned the 200 Song soldiers into 15, 100, and 50 step by step...... In the end, the Song soldiers, who suffered heavy casualties, were finally forced into the tower.

Due to the frequent typhoons on the seaside, there are basically no high-rise buildings in Yacheng, only this tower has to be built high due to the needs of the war. In order to resist the storm, the materials used in the building are all reefs, which are not only strong, but also not afraid of water and fire. If it weren't for this, the Yuan army would have already set rockets to burn the building, how could they fill it with human lives?

Now there are less than 100 soldiers who can fight in the entire tower, and even the deputy marshal has to go into battle shirtless, it can be imagined that once the Yuan army rushes to the tower, it must be a tragic battle.

Rush up? Zhao Lie's chin was pressed against the iron-gray metal barrel of the phosphating gun, and his eyes under the brim of the iron helmet narrowed slightly, faintly revealing a chill. Firearms are the best to guard narrow lanes, and the space is too wide to fight, just like the previous situation outside the building. If the Yuan soldiers thought that this narrow staircase could easily break through, then they would soon know what blockade and slaughter were!

Puff puff! Several torches embedded in the stone wall on the side of the stairway below were extinguished by sudden flying arrows.

Here it comes! As soon as he turned the idea, a black shadow appeared under the fence, followed by a thick side card. As soon as the figure stepped on the stone steps with the side card, a fire light erupted above his head, and with a loud bang, the side card exploded, and a roar of extreme pain was amplified several times in the dark corridor, and the buzz spread, which made people smell and change.

There were frightened cries in the hallway:

"There's an ambush!"

"It's a bead gun!"

"Don't huddle together, that's just a target. Hurry up! ”

"Rush! As long as you rush up this last stone step, you can capture the prime minister of the Song Dynasty alive, reward you with thousands of dollars, and the official will be promoted to three levels! ”

The wealth is moving, not to mention the promotion. Seeing that there are only eleven steps left on the last floor to rush to the second floor, and promotion and fortune are just around the corner, who can resist this temptation?

The soldiers of the Yuan army and the Song army have fought fiercely so far, and they have accumulated some experience in dealing with firearms, knowing that in the face of this terrible weapon, they can either rush quickly and the swords and guns in their hands can still be useful, or they will shoot them with bows and arrows from afar, and there is no other way. If you still get closer as you did in the past, it's no different from sending you to death.

I don't know who let out a cry: "Rush! Countless people in the corridor should shout in unison with the cheers, "Rush-"

Zhao Lie's sight suddenly appeared five or six black shadows with side cards.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The flames of the guns reflected a wooden expressionless face, as if every cell had been solidified, and the glowing pupils reflected the figures who had fallen down one by one.

One person, one gun, curbed the madness of the Yuan soldiers.

When Zhao Hunt fired, Long Feiyi and the other four did not move, because from the perspective of perspective, the first to discover the enemy was Zhao Hunt's location. As long as Zhao Lie's gun can control the situation, the rest of the people will not move, so as to give the enemy a fatal blow at the critical moment.

"Stupid, throw away that useless side card!" I don't know who finally understood that it was useless to protect against the side signs, but because of the weight and cumbersomeness, it hindered the hands and feet, affecting the speed of the charge.

These soldiers are also old soldiers, and they suddenly understood, gritted their teeth, threw away the side cards one after another, and swarmed up, and sure enough, they acted much faster.

After Zhao Hunt's seven shots, he didn't have time to load, the shotgun turned, he inserted his back, pulled out the revolver and the black star with both hands, and shot wildly. Flames splashed, wails erupted, black shadows fell and rolled, and no one could rush to the middle of the stairs.

If the gunfire can continue like this, Yuan Bing is afraid that he will not be able to rush to a single person even if he dies. However, the gunfire stopped as soon as it gathered, and Zhao Lie's deep voice came: "Change the magazine!" ”

After only a few intervals, the soldiers rushed to the middle of the stairs. At this time, Zhang Junbao and Grasshopper immediately stretched the barrel out of the fence, a double-barreled shotgun, and a three-shot shotgun, all of which were fired in less than three breaths. The swarm of bee soldiers on the stairs was swept away.

"Get on the shotgun!" The two spoke almost in unison.

Long Feiyi and Jueyuan immediately took a step forward, their bodies half-crouching, and the muzzles of the two black hole holes were aimed at the corridor of the black hole hole.

Bang bang! The sound was like thunder, deafening, almost overpowering the screams of the Yuan soldiers.

"Get on the shotgun!"

"Get on the shotgun!"

When Long Feiyi and Jueyuan shouted one after another, Zhao Lie's shotgun had already been loaded, and he directly stretched out the gun from between the fences, and the muzzle of the gun was upside down, without looking at it, and kept bombarding the entrance of the corridor below. The next stick is Zhang Junbao and Grasshopper...... And so on and so forth, and the gunfire barely stopped.

The fire was extinguished, the sound shook the tower, and for half a moment, no soldier's head could come out of the staircase.

From Wen Tianxiang and Zhang Shijie to the following soldiers, they were all stunned.

It wasn't until the souls of the Yuan soldiers were all out of danger and fled in fear, and the entire corridor was empty, that Zhang Xiong swallowed his saliva to moisten his dry throat, took the torch from the guard, and walked to the entrance of the ladder, the strong smell of blood almost made him vomit.

Zhang Xiong endured the discomfort, flicked the torch, and the firelight swept through the stairs, illuminating the dark corridor, and the situation in front of him made Zhang Xiong gasp. But I saw that from the staircase mouth to the next step, there were only eleven stone steps, layer upon layer, full of corpses of Yuan soldiers in different forms. The thick plasma accumulated in the low-lying part of the corridor into a pool of blood, and all kinds of organs, intestines, minced meat, bone fragments, broken hands and feet floated in the blood pool......

Zhang Xiong's facial muscles twitched, and he swallowed the stomach contents that had vomited to his mouth again, and looked at Zhao Hunt and the five people with eyes like hell.

Click! Zhao Lie pulled the magazine, threw the bullet casings away, and bowed slightly to Wen Tianxiang: "Prime Minister, Hunt said that he would never let a Yuan soldier set foot on this building!" ”