Many Tartars below were frightened by Yang Quan's opening "red", and they still haven't figured out what kind of weapon Yang Quan's Tuntian Division used to cause such a big result. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

And the leader of Karaqin, Yin Zhanaxi, was already frowning at this time, and he couldn't figure out what kind of weapon the Ming army at the foot of the mountain used to kill all his personal guards. It was only after a burst of artillery fire that they realized that the people on the opposite hill, "Damn, where did this Ming army come from, and dared to kill my son-indiscriminately!" Yin Zhanasi's eyes were red,

"Someone, someone, rush up for me, bring the heads of these Ming troops, I want to let these cowardly Han dogs crawl at the feet of my Karaqin tribe!" Wu Ramtu on the side yelled hysterically.

However, Yin Zhanasi on the side laughed proudly, the army that was released was deliberately sent out by Yin Zhanasi, among which there were the elites of the Karaqin tribe, but most of them were warriors from small tribes he collected along the way, and the Sunit tribe sent out was the nephew of Wu Ramtu, but many people are saying that this nephew who looks like Wu Ramtu is a descendant of his Wu Ramtu, but the men on the grassland never pay attention to these things, they recognize, Only the strength of this person.

Since Wu Ramtu's nephew can be the leader of the elite cavalry, then he should also be brave and brave. However, now that this warrior has died in the hands of the Ming army at the foot of the mountain, Wu Ramtu must have gone crazy, right?

Thinking of this, Yin Zhanasi peeked and saw that there was no Ramtu with a hideous, angry and heart-wrenching appearance, but Yin Zhanasi already believed that this dead warrior was the seed of Wu Ramtu. Among the Sunit tribes, a cavalry of three or four hundred men was divided, howling, and rushed towards the Ming army at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, the wind in the mountains had already seen the smoke blow away, and what appeared in front of the soldiers of the Tuntian Division was the Tartar who rode a horse, Yang Quan frowned, "Hao Guan, continue shooting"

"Yes!" Hao Fugui turned to look at the soldiers who rushed over, and waved his hand to drink, "Franc Machine Gun Team 2, three catties of medicine, live ammunition"

It turned out that Yang Quan's cannons did not use all the Franc machines, but only used half of the artillery, and the rest of the soldiers, looking at their companions, had long been greedy, and at this time they heard Hao Fugui's order, and they plucked up their strength one by one, and prepared the artillery in a hurry.

"Fire!" Hao Fugui gave an order, banged a few cannons, and the smoke filled everyone's field of vision.

"Zichong prepares, two catties of medicine, flowering bullets" Without Hao Fugui's orders, the artillery commander began to drink and ordered the soldiers to prepare.

"Fire!" Hao Fugui listened to the sound of horses' hooves, but he did not pause and ordered directly

"Boom" a few cannon sounds, the chamber pressure of the artillery, the smoke in front of the door broke a big hole, revealing the opposite galloping Tartars, sure enough, these Tartars are obviously more experienced than those Tartars just now, after being bombarded by this artillery, they did not pause, but still rushed hard. However, the flowering bomb fell in this crowd, but the effect was not very good, a few explosions, just a few people were blown up.

"One team and two teams, Zi Gong prepares, three catties of gunpowder, chain bombs" Hao Fugui drank.

The soldiers below had already filled the gunpowder into it, and when they heard Hao Fugui's order, they hurriedly added gunpowder to compact, and then took out two iron balls that were chained together from the box next to them and put them into this gun.

Hao Fugui listened attentively again, and after a while, he shouted, "Fire!" ”

The gunners, who had been prepared for a long time, lit the fire rope on the artillery, and it was the dull sound of artillery, only to hear a rapid scream, and in the white smoke, a little bright red was revealed.

However, Hao Fugui didn't plan to stop, and continued to drink, "Second team, Zi Gong prepares, two catties of gunpowder, and scattered bombs are ready!" ”

At this time, in everyone's ears, the sound of the horse's hooves suddenly became urgent, and the soldiers of the artillery team hurriedly filled the guns in their hands. ”

There was a loud bang, but there was already a firecracker, raising his shield.

At this time, only a few swishing sounds were heard, but from this thick fog, several arrows flew out, and several people and soldiers in the gun emplacement were shot by this arrow, but one of them passed through the throat, obviously not alive.

"Fire!" Hao Fugui's calm voice sounded. The gunner hurriedly set the cannon on fire.

The dull roar of the cannon sounded, and the fire from the muzzle of the cannon illuminated the smoke, and also illuminated the frightened face of the Tartar in the smoke, yes, the Tartar had already penetrated the smoke and rushed to the Tuntian Division, otherwise those few arrows would never have penetrated the plank and cost the lives of those gunners.

However, when these Tartars rushed here, they seemed to have hit a wall, and the iron sand spewed out from the muzzle of the cannon shrouded a radius of four or five meters. This is also the place that Yang Quan deliberately chose, there are cliffs on both sides, and the Tartars can't climb up, and if those Tartars want to rush over, they must rush over from the foot of this mountain, only a hundred and ten meters wide.

"Tiger squat cannon, ready!" As the order came, the tiger squat cannon that was still squatting behind the car was carried over by several soldiers and nailed to the ground with a steel drill, and then it was charged into the cannon.

"Put!" The team in charge of the tiger squat cannon stretched out his hand and waved, and with a few bangs, several small cannons rang out, and round iron balls rolled in this tartar, smashing several soldiers one after another.

With a whoosh, an arrow shot the commanding team to the ground, and the ghost cry of the Tartar rang out, and one of the Tartars raised the scimitar in his hand and rushed towards everyone!

"Raise the gun, charge a pound and three taels, and prepare for scattered bullets! Put! With Hao Fugui's shout, I saw a few soldiers carrying a long spear, aiming at the opposite Tartar, banging a few times, only to hear a scream, followed by the Tartar who appeared behind the man, after this gunshot, but fell from the horse, the injured horse, in pain, rushed towards the direction of Tun Tiansi.

"Firecrackers, let's go!" Xia Liu hurriedly drank, and the gunshots rang out like fried beans, and I saw that the horse fell in front of the car, and in the smoke, there were screams one after another. However, these musketeers also stepped back and began to reload gunpowder. Yang Quan's current team, what is lacking is the firecracker, mainly because of the lack of firecrackers and the shortage of gunpowder.

The war continues, "pikemen, prepare!" Xia Liu shouted loudly behind him.

Dense spears were set up in front of the car, and one by one they were calming the soldiers under them.

"Thorn!" Look at the tartars rushing from the opposite side. The team shouted at their soldiers. The spears stabbed out in unison, and the opposite rushed to take it, looked at the carriage in front of him, smiled coldly, and lifted the reins, only to see the horse under his crotch neigh, and the person stood up directly, and was about to jump over the carriage. At this moment, a dense spear suddenly appeared in front of him, and then he pierced it directly on top of it. The horse's huge body crushed the several guns in front of it, and the soldiers with the guns were pushed by this huge force and spit out a mouthful of blood one by one. Then slowly soften to the ground.

The soldiers behind saw their comrades fall to the ground, but they silently stepped forward, handed over the spear in their hands, and quickly filled the gap.

(To be continued.) )