Opportunities have always been won by fighting, Harry Chiduo slashed to death the trembling concubine beside him, lit up the last three thousand warriors, and under the cover of other Yuan soldiers, once again launched an assault on the north city gate.

Since horses could not cross the collapsed gates, it was up to men to push the horses off the walls, and the carcasses of the horses were cushioned, and there were always horses behind them that would survive. This method sounded a bit retarded, and ordinary soldiers were very resistant at first glance, because War Horse was their good friend and brother, but with the little majesty that Harry Chiduo still left, he carried it out stubbornly.

Horses were constantly being pushed down the city on their own walls, and the bricks and stones of the battlements were torn down and thrown into the city by the soldiers, and soon a road of flesh and blood was laid under the walls, and thousands of men and horses rushed out of the city on the corpses of horses.

When they were using their horses to pad the road, they stunned the soldiers of the Song Army's firearms battalion in the distance, thinking that they were going to commit a collective suicide, but they did not fire in time. When he saw that the situation was not right, and he wanted to break out of the city, it was a little late to stop him by firing cannons, and Harry Chiduo still led nearly 2,000 people outside the city.

When he stepped on the horse, Harry Chiduo felt extremely lucky, and thanked Changshengtian for his protection, and led these cavalry teams to brave the continuous explosion of cannonballs, beating the horses and galloping wildly to escape from the shooting range of the Song army.

None of them had the slightest idea of wanting to rush forward and fight with the soldiers of the firearms battalion, but they would die even worse if they rushed up, it seemed that those artillerymen were not many in number, and the speed of the artillery fire was not enough to completely kill them, but those artillerymen had iron-shelled grenades in their hands, and as long as they dared to approach, they would usher in the baptism of bullet rain.

Even the firing speed of the sub-mother cannon can't catch up with the cavalry who want to flee for their lives, and after firing two shots in a row, you need to adjust the firing angle, and when you are ready to take position, the Yuan soldiers who fled on horseback are far enough.

However, Harry Chiduo was happy a little early, Li Yiming wanted to completely annihilate the enemy in Zhuozhou, and made such a rigorous battle plan, how could he leave a way to survive and let these soldiers escape.

The speed of the Yuan army galloping forward has already rushed up, and if they hold on for a few breaths, they can reach the maximum speed of the horses, and it will be difficult to get them to stop, unless it is ......

Needless to say, two teams of Song cavalry rushed out, forming a left and right angle from both sides, and killed Harry Chiduo's team.

"Ahh The little ones have all fought for me, even if there is only one person left, they will return to Dadu to meet the Great Khan, and say that I, Harry Chiduo, swear by the lives of all my family members, and ask the Great Khan to quickly lead all the clansmen back to the grassland! The Song Dynasty army we are facing now is no longer the same as before, and we have no way to win! ”

Harry Chiduo's loyalty is commendable, but he also knows in his heart that not to mention which of his soldiers can get out of trouble, even if he himself can break through and go back, he may not be able to persuade Kublai Khan to give up the capital of Yuan and the great rivers and mountains he occupies.

Since Genghis Khan, everything that the Mongol Empire has relied on for its development and expansion revolves around two words, that is, killing, killing constantly, all development depends on non-stop snatching, and has never engaged in serious production activities.

The fertile soil of Jiangnan, and tens of millions of industrious people, is the most valuable wealth in Kublai Khan's eyes, and is the basis for the continued expansion of the Mongol Empire.

Kublai Khan's ambition was greater than that of his grandfather, and his goal was not only where the horses could reach, but also where the large warships could reach, and the Japanese people on Dongying Island had long been the goal he wanted to conquer.

The three cavalry teams collided fiercely, and for a while people neighed on their horses, and soldiers and horses kept turning to the ground, and the momentum of the horses galloping was intercepted, and the swords and swords were mixed together.

The soldiers, who had not yet died on the ground, and still had the strength to fight, twisted together, with their fingers, fists, and mouths, using everything they could, to greet the enemy to the vital point, only to inflict the greatest damage on the other party before they died.

After a short period of chaos, these Yuan troops seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, completely unable to give full play to their own advantages, and were beaten passively everywhere, no matter which direction they attacked, they would be met with strong resistance and counterattacks.

At this time, there were two teams of cavalry from the rear rushing over, and the front and rear encirclement surrounded the Yuan army. He took off his bow and arrows and shot at the Song army, and before he could shoot an arrow, he was first shot by two or three crossbow arrows, followed by the sabers of the Song army, and the wounded soldiers were almost unable to resist with a knife, so they were cut off under the horse.

The Song cavalry relied on the skillful round-up tactics, and continued to harvest the lives of the Yuan soldiers in the case of very small losses, and when there were only more than 100 people left around Harry Chiduo, they found that ninety percent of the corpses on the ground were Yuan troops.

It's like peeling off the enemy's clothes layer by layer, the tactics of the Song army are rigorous and orderly, and the strength is well controlled, and the crazy and desperate soldiers of the Yuan army can't find any chance if they want to die desperately with the Song army.

No one could survive such a multi-faceted and all-angle attack, and the Song cavalry had flexible positions, relied on skillful basic training, and completely trusted the comrades behind them. He didn't care about the scimitar cut down by the Yuan army at all, naturally there were comrades around him who would block it for him, and his task was just to send the saber in his hand to the neck of the Yuan army, cut a fatal hole from there, and then go to deal with the next target.

"Ahh Demons, they are demons, they are demons......"

Harry Chiduo had never seen such a method of combat, and the miracle created by skillful cooperation, he saw with his own eyes hundreds of his well-suited warriors, rushing up to fight with the Song army, and when they were all cut off the horse, the Song army only had a dozen people slightly injured, and none of them died and fell from the horse.

Li Mingyi took off the bow from his back, took out three arrows from the quiver casually, and only listened to the continuous collapse of the bowstring, and the three armor-piercing cones flew towards Harry Chiduo in the team.

"Ahh

With a loud roar, Harry Chido dodged an armor-piercing cone, and two sharp arrows pierced his ribs in quick succession.

As soon as the leather armor holding the guard plate was pierced, the sharp armor-piercing cone penetrated the armor and the residual momentum was not reduced, piercing into Harry Chiduo's body for a foot, and the strength of his body was instantly withdrawn along the wound, just a simple breath, it became extremely difficult.

"You, you ......"

His lips trembled and he couldn't speak, Hari Chiduo glared at Li Mingyi, who had driven the horse to kill, and wanted to say something to stop the other party's raised saber from falling.

"Phew!"

The head flew high and a fountain of blood gushed, and Li Mingyi shook his saber and stuck the head that fell from mid-air.

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