Since the siege of the city by the Yuan army, Xu Dafu, who was guarding the West Gate, had not slept well. The once talented Xing Dynasty has too few people who can use it now, and he, the Chengxuan envoy, has also been crowned with the title of a deputy envoy for the defense of Yacheng, assisting Ma Nanchun to defend the West Gate.

Xu Dafu was born as a jinshi and has always served in the DPRK and China, but he has never been to a locality, let alone has any experience in commanding the army to fight. What he has is only the "experience" of witnessing the Song army being killed by the Yuan army, and the loyalty that will never be abandoned.

However, sincerity can't kill the enemy and can't save Yacheng, the only thing that can save Yacheng is fighting!

Just like Manam Chun.

Xu Dafu has known Ma Nanchun for a long time, and in his opinion, although this gentleman has vision and insight, until he was in the mountains, like him, there was nothing outstanding. However, after the defeat and disappearance of the mountain for a period of time, when Ma Nanchun reappeared, Xu Dafu suddenly found that he did not know this colleague a little.

Ma Nanchun is still the same Ma Nanchun, heroic and enthusiastic, but in addition, Xu Dafu saw from Ma Nanchun something that almost all survivors of the mountain lack-confidence! Confidence to defeat the enemy!

In the midst of the pressure of a strong enemy, from top to bottom, when everyone was pessimistic and cold, he showed full confidence and volunteered to take on the heavy responsibility of guarding the gate.

Take these Ximen defensive battles as an example, although the intensity of the battle is not as strong as that of the South Gate, and the number of enemy attacks is much less, Ma Nanchun is calm and calm, and his command is determined, and he has repelled the attacks of the two Yuan army generals on the West Gate. Especially the second time, it was the fierce general of the Yuan army, Wan Hu suddenly lost the command of The Hague, and the last wave of attacks used a team of Beiting elites to charge first. At one point, the Yuan soldiers attacked the city, and those who were wearing heavy armor, burly figures, and armed with thick-backed scimitars, heavy axes, or iron bones were extremely brave, and almost all of them had the courage to fight with one as five.

Xu Dafu on the tower saw with his own eyes that in order to kill the first Semu warrior to enter the city, the Song soldiers surrounded five people at the same time: two gun players, one knife player, and two heavy weapons and hammers.

The warrior was as burly as a bear, with a shaggy beard that almost covered most of his face, and he wore an iron helmet with horns, a large shield, and a thick-backed scimitar in both hands. With just one sword, he slashed over the oncoming gun player who wanted to stab, and then split the other gun player in half with the other gun, and the spurted blood viscera splashed the faces of the remaining three Song soldiers, which was shocking.

With the big shield on his back, he withstood a heavy blow from the hammer and the sword, and the warrior of the color eye flipped his wrist, and there was an extra short dagger, and the two hands were divided, and the scimitar and short dagger pierced the chest and abdomen of the Song soldiers who made the hammer and the gun at the same time.

The only result of the five Song soldiers was that the sword player slashed the shoulder of the Semu Samurai, and the sparks from the violent collision between the blade and the chain mail scorched a handful of brown tendrils under the Samurai's jaw...... The sword player was then slammed into the city by the bear-like body of the Samurai Seemo, and it flew down the city like a kite with a broken string......

Under the ferocious killing of this amazing Semu samurai, there was a temporary defensive vacuum in Section C of the South Gate City Wall, and one after another Semu samurai wearing chain mail and holding heavy weapons entered the city.

Although the Song soldiers continued to surround them, three, five, ten...... But except for a few crossbowmen who inflicted damage on the enemy at a distance, anyone who was close to them was cut down by these heavily armored samurai. It was the crossbowmen who, after firing a few arrows, were also killed by javelins, axes, and swords thrown by enemy soldiers.

At the critical moment, Ma Nanchun took a few heavily armored guards and rushed down the city wall directly from the tower. There were still more than ten steps away from the Semu samurai, his wrists were flipped, the revolver was in his hands, and the blazing fireworks blinded the eyes of the soldiers on both sides.

Bang bang!

Among the first few people who followed Zhao Hunt, Ma Nanchun was the only one who did not use a shotgun or flintlock pistol. He first used a replica point 38 revolver, and then Zhao Lie allowed them to equip them with a secondary weapon, and Ma Nanchun chose another revolver, becoming another person with two guns in addition to Zhao Lie. When Zhao Lie released the supply of bullets, Ma Nanchun spent no less time and effort on shooting training than Shi Yang and others. Limited by talent, Ma Nanchun has never reached the realm of a sharpshooter, but after being fed hundreds of bullets, he has also practiced a unique skill - a fast gunner.

From the first shot, in just two breaths, Ma Nanchun shot six bullets. In the continuous sound of gunfire, the fierce warrior who killed five or six Song soldiers in one breath broke the chain mail ring on his body, and five or six blood holes shot out like water guns. The Samurai, who had killed several people unscathed, stared at the man who stood more than a dozen paces away, his face grim, his hands spewing the fire of death.

Bang bang......

One after another of the samurai fell, and at such a close distance, their thick wooden shields and chain mail could not stop the strong penetration of the 9 mm copper-zinc bullets, and one by one the warriors of a hundred battles with superior strength were killed by a few grams of metal without resistance.

Yes! The samurai of the leader let out a howl like a dying beast, and with the last of his strength, he threw the dagger in his hand at Ma Nanchun.

The guard behind him waved a block and flew the short dagger. At the same time, Manan Chun raised his hand expressionlessly and pulled the trigger, shooting the last bullet into the neck of the Naseme samurai...... With a splash of angry blood, the horns and iron helmets fell, and the seven or eight samurai who climbed to the top of the city either died or fled—they had all seen the power of the guns of the special operations team, and they were all scared, knowing that no matter how strong they were, they couldn't be stronger than that small lethal projectile, so they didn't run and wait to be named?

"It's a musket! Beaded muskets! The soldiers under the city exclaimed. This is an army that has been beaten with muskets, and once they see that the defenders have that terrible weapon, all their courage to attack is lost, and even the strongest Beiting warriors have been defeated, don't they go up to deliver food...... The Yuan army's closest attack to victory was declared a failure.

This battle completely subverted Xu Dafu's impression of Ma Nanchun, and also made Ma Nanchun's prestige among the defenders of the West Gate soar, and he commanded the army even more like an arm.

In the next few days, Xu Dafu kept knocking on the side to find out the origin of the two magical weapons that turned the tide of the war in Ma Nanchun's hand, and repeatedly asked to observe, but Ma Nanchun politely refused.

"This murder weapon is also, you will see blood when you pull it out, and you can't show it at will. I hope Brother Xu will forgive me......"

Xu Dafu is also a gentleman, and when others say this, he is embarrassed to chatter any longer, so he has to suppress his curiosity.

……

The night is like ink, the firelight is like stars, no matter the Yacheng Yuan camp, it is a strict guard.

Ma Nanchun and Xu Dafu did not dare to slack off, and as soon as it was dark, they led the guards to the city, respectively from the northwest and southwest directions, each inspected, and finally gathered at the West Gate Tower.

Looking at Ma Nanchun's bulging waist under the cover of his cloak, Xu Dafu couldn't help but make a joke: "I hope that the enemy will attack at night, and then I can see Zhong Ping's style of breaking the enemy with two guns." ”

Ma Nanchun laughed, and before he could speak, Xu Dafu added: "According to Brother Ma, if there is a team of elites armed with beaded double guns and raiding the enemy camp at night, can they inflict heavy casualties on the enemy?" ”

Ma Nanchun thought about it and was about to answer, when his expression suddenly moved, and he listened attentively.

Xu Dafu was stunned: "Zhongping ......"

Ma Nanchun made a silencing gesture: "Listen! ”

Xu Dafu listened attentively for a while, and there was a faint thumping sound in the distance, and the sound was getting closer and closer.

"This voice ......" Xu Dafu had also seen the performance of the musket team defending the south gate during this time, and in addition to being surprised and appreciative, he was also deeply impressed by the sound similar to firecrackers made by the novel weapon called "musket". Isn't it a night attack by the Yuan army? But why did the gunshots come from outside the West Gate? Could it be that our army attacked at night? I didn't receive an order from the two ministers......"

Compared with Xu Dafu's series of confused questions, Ma Nanchun's face was filled with a smile of understanding, and he immediately laughed excitedly: "Hahaha! Brother Xu guessed correctly, it was the sound of gunfire, but this gun was not the other gun...... Didn't Brother Xu always want to see the Lianzhu musket? Look out of town. ”

"What? The meaning of Zhongping ......"

Ma Nanchun pointed to the enemy camp under the city: "They, here!" ”

Xu Dafu's eyes widened, and he couldn't see anything at first, but after only a few breaths, without warning, agile figures appeared in the dark Yuan army camp. As soon as these figures appeared, they rushed towards the Yuanying Gate. In front of them and behind them, there were many figures, obviously heavy soldiers of the Yuan army. The agile figures were like magicians, and their hands kept spitting flames around. Every bit of flame spits out, like the tongue of fire of the three-headed dog in hell, but those who are "licked" all rush to fall down. Those Yuan soldiers were not so much surrounded as they were driven away, because the raiders were so fast that the surrounding Yuan soldiers did not have time to avoid them......

In the stunned eyes of the Song army guards at the head of the West Gate, the squad entered the front door and exited the front door like a robber...... In a word, it is like entering a no-man's land.

Xu Dafu shook his throat: "Who ...... Who's coming? ”