"My lord! Will the Tartars come in? Seeing the Mongol Tartar army approaching the city gate, Fang Yuan became a little nervous.

"Who knows." Wang Rui replied irresponsibly.

"Ahh Everyone was a little surprised. It's a critical juncture, don't you know, my lord?

Right! I want you to look panicked. This is the true nature of the show! That's how realistic! Wang Rui was secretly proud in his heart.

"Hey! Official, open the city gates! When the Mongol Tartar army approached the city gate for a hundred paces, the Tartars who had just walked ran over to call the door again.

"Please come and speak! This official will only open the door when he sees you Dataiji. Fang Yuan stretched out half of his body from behind the battlements and shouted boldly.

"Battle Khan, what do you say?"

"This Mingguo dog official, it's really fucking verbose!"

The big and small Taiji around Battle began to scold this mother-in-law and mother of the Ming State official.

"Good! Lao Tzu will go. Battle said with pride. The Tartar values warriors internally, and now is the time for him to show his courage.

"Battle Khan, beware of the deception!" Temuhateji reminded.

Escorted by six cavalrymen holding shields, Batel cautiously rode into a distance of a hundred paces from the city gate, and shouted loudly: "The officials of the Ming Kingdom in the city have listened, I am Batel Khan of Kharqin!" Open the gates! ”

"Xiaguan has seen the Great Khan of Battle! Great Khan, the reward can only be given to thirty percent, and only a thousand people can come in! We agreed. ”

Fang Yuan was like a verbose and long-winded master at this time, very stupid and naïve!

"Don't worry! I swear to Immortal Heaven that there will definitely be one more person! Let the gates be opened. "Battle was bent on going into the city, and he swore by immortality when he opened his mouth.

In later generations, many "White Lotus" stupidly thought that the Manchu and Tartars were bold and righteous. In fact, they didn't know that in a wild place like the ancient steppe desert, betrayal, calculation, and killing were the main themes of their race.

Robert Bella, an internationally renowned humanities scholar and professor at the University of California, pointed out in "The History of Humanistic Changes in East Asia" that the invasion of the Mongol Yuan and the Manchu Dynasty played the most important role in the ideological decline and moral decline of modern China.

He called it "the death of humanity in the central country". Book friends who can access the Internet can read the original text on Google.

"Good! A gentleman cannot stand without faith! I'll tell the soldiers to open the door now!" ”

Fang Yuan continues to play the cute Gillian sister. He waved his hand into the gate tower and shouted, "Open the gate!" ”

Everyone looked at Wang Rui, and Lord Wang nodded lightly in agreement.

"Up!" Qi Jiawu's soldiers, under the leadership of Zhou Yuntai, began to twist the big iron cable that raised and lowered the city gate.

With the twisting of the iron cables, the huge city gate began to slowly rise. Battle held back the excitement in his heart and waved his hand back: "Warriors, enter the city!" ”

"Yo hehe!" The Tartars of the Battelle tribe screamed and rushed to the gates of the city. The Mongol Tartars of the other divisions watched vigilantly for movement on the city walls.

Wang Rui had a weird sneer on his face, and suddenly stretched out his hand and waved it down. When Zhou Yuntai and the others saw this, they immediately released the iron rope in their hands at the same time.

Hearing only a "boom", the heavy city gate smashed down at once, and a layer of dust rose from inside and outside the city gate hole.

"Phew!" The sudden change frightened the Mongolian Tatars who were rushing towards the cave at the entrance of the city. They reined in their horses and looked around, and the formation fell into chaos.

The loud noise made the people standing on the city tower also startled, and they all looked in the direction of Zhou Yuntai and the others.

"Calm down! Calm! Wang Rui smiled and put his finger on his mouth to signal everyone to calm down.

"Mingguo's dog officer! Why did you go back on your word? ”

"What's going on? Let's go straight in! ”

He was ready to enter the city, but the gates were suddenly closed. The Tartars at the front shouted angrily.

"Great Khan! Battle Khan! It's the soldiers who didn't pull it tightly. Slide down, slide down! Fang Yuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and explained in a low voice.

"Humph! Dog officer, don't cheat, open the city gate quickly! Battle yelled in exasperation.

"Good! Good! Open it now! Fang Yuan was like the kind of little daughter-in-law who was obedient, and hurriedly agreed.

"Open the door! Open the door! Let the warriors of Kharqin enter the city! Fang Yuan turned his head and yelled at Zhou Yuntai and the others with a lively spirit.

No way! It's so good at acting! Wang Rui praised in his heart, and raised his hand again to signal the soldiers of the Qi family to pull up the city gate.

"Brother! Why didn't you just let them in? Qin Xiaojing didn't know when he got to Wang Rui's side, tilting his head and looking for an answer with a confused expression.

"Huh! When the door was opened for the first time, the Tartars were full of vigilance. Toss around, and they're completely unguarded! Look! ”

Wang Rui raised his hand and pointed to the city, only to see a dense crowd of tartars, scrambling desperately to rush to the city gate.

"Protect the boss and Qin Du!" Wang Rui commanded, and began to take out his short gun, estimating the number of Mongol Tatars passing through the city gate hole.

"Rush forward! Make way for the tribes behind. Don't spread out for the time being! ”

Battle also poured into the north gate under the escort of his own soldiers, and was now shouting and directing the Tartars to take the tribe behind them into the city.

As for the oath he made in front of the Immortal Heaven, it had already been thrown out of the clouds by him. Let's all go into the city and grab it!

"Bang!" Just as Batel and Temuha, who had advanced to the city, were about to give the order to start burning and looting, a piercing gunshot suddenly rang out.

Wang Rui fired the first shot into the sky. The sound of gunfire is an order to fight!

The soldiers in ambush on the city walls immediately pulled the grenade from the pull ring, got up and threw it outside the city walls.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!" The grenade that rained down exploded at the North Gate next time. The fragments of the explosion burrowed into the bodies of the Tartars and the horses like a storm.

With the smoke of gunpowder filling, many of the Tartars' severed hands, feet, and heads were blown into the sky.

Immediately, a rain of blood and minced flesh fell in the sky, and even the Ming soldiers standing on the city wall were splashed with red spots on their faces.

The Laizhou Army soldiers who were ambushed on the rooftops and attics on both sides of Beimen Street also reacted quickly. After hearing the gunfire of the attack, more than a thousand soldiers in ambush immediately pulled the ring of the grenade and threw it.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!" Thousands of powerful grenades exploded on the narrow North Gate Street, blowing up the Mongol Tatars who rushed into the city!

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" Grenades were still pouring down the streets, and explosions were heard one after another.

By the time the ten grenades per person were thrown, there was not a single living creature on the entire Zunhua North Gate Street. Even none of our Lord Wang's favorite war horses survived.

"Hurry back!" "Run!" When the Mongol Tartars, who had entered the city at the rear, saw the terrible scene at the gate of the city, they began to shout and scream, and they turned their horses' heads and ran backwards.

"Toot, toot, toot!" Xu Fu, the commander of the Laizhou Army on the city wall, personally blew the trombone of the salvo.

When the soldiers who were still throwing grenades heard the order, they picked up their spears that were lying diagonally and aimed them at the fleeing figures of the Tartars.

"Put!" Following Xu Fu's shout, more than five hundred muskets rang out. The Mongol Tartars within 100 paces of the north gate of Zunhua were all swept away in five volleys.

"Run!" "Help! The Tartar in the back began to whip the war horse desperately, trying to escape from the Shura Hell in front of him.

"Hey! It's a pity! There are still fish that slip through the net. Liu Zhilun stroked the blood droplets on his beard and sighed with a smile.