After three days of non-stop attacks, the corpses piled up by the natives in front of the Han camp were almost as high as the walls of the Han villages. The Turen only need one jump to enter the camp of the Han Chinese.

But the tenacity and tenacity of the Han people frightened Sha Dingzhou and Yu Xipeng.

The Han Chinese camp, surrounded by natives, looked precarious and could be breached at any time. However, the Han people always burst out with incomparable combat power at critical moments, repelling the attacks of the natives again and again, and turning the crisis into safety again and again.

It will not take long for the natives who attack the Han camp to be turned into corpses and thrown out by the Han Chinese. The Han Chinese defense line breached by the natives was like a black hole, attracting the natives to enter continuously, and then turned into a dead corpse, which was looted and thrown out.

Sha Dingzhou even doubted that the Han people's camp in the south of the city would be a bureau? A conspiracy to lure the natives out of the city of Kunming, where the walls are high, and instead attack the positions held by the Han people, and constantly drain the blood of the natives?

The sixth sense of the superior is actually quite accurate.

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Shadingzhou is difficult to ride a tiger.

Tens of thousands of people attacked a small camp, and they were knocked out of their teeth.

It seems that the Han camp may be breached at any time, but when it will be breached, Sha Dingzhou has no bottom in his heart.

Just let go, Sha Dingzhou was uneasy. The Han people camped under the city of Kunming, so that Sha Dingzhou, who claimed to be the king of southern Yunnan, had no face? How can the various forces in Yunnan that are dependent on Shadingzhou feel at ease?

Moreover, the Zhu Demon King led the Han army to plunder in southern Yunnan. Sha Dingzhou needs to pacify the Han division under Kunming as soon as possible, so as to concentrate his forces to deal with the army of Zhu Demon King.

Go on the offensive.

Not only to get rid of the enemy on the side of the couch, but also to boost the morale of the natives through this victory.

The natives are indeed brave. Despite the sacrifice of countless compatriots, the natives still stepped on the corpses of their compatriots and attacked with indomitable courage.

Sha Dingzhou went completely crazy.

With 20,000 men invested at one time and attacking simultaneously from all directions, the native warriors were almost shoulder to shoulder and densely packed across the entire battlefield.

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"Good fellow, the natives are playing big." Xiong Xianghui grinned very happily.

The battles these days are very much to Xiong Xianghui's appetite. Watching the enemy constantly fall into the trap he set and be constantly killed by his own soldiers, Xiong Xianghui was extremely excited. This is the way for our Xiong Xianghui to open the battle. Only Lao Duan likes to be tough. Our old bear likes to come to the yin.

"Old Sun, your chance has come." Li Dingguo saw that the natives were so crazy, and finally agreed to Sun Hejing's request to open fire. It's time to teach the natives a profound lesson. From now on, it is necessary to let the natives in the southwest retreat when they hear Li Dingguo's name.

"Okay." Sun Hejing couldn't tell that he was once a showman, looking like a ruffian, with a weed in the corner of his mouth, his armor slanted on his head, and his dark face showing a heart-palpitating smile.

"Bunnies, here's our chance. Cheer up Lao Tzu. If anyone releases an empty cannon, be careful that Lao Tzu cuts his small cannon. ”

"Sun Tou, don't worry, our old Li Zhunxing is very good, where to fight."

Artillery captain Li Xinxing is a native of Liaodong, followed Sun Hejing to Huguang, married a little daughter-in-law in Huguang, and became pregnant with a single shot, known as the gunner.

"Six hundred steps...... 500 steps...... Four hundred and fifty steps...... 400 steps...... Artillery ......"

"Boom...... Rumble...... Boom ......"

The artillery positions at the heights lifted their camouflage, revealing the muzzles of the black holes, and after some adjustments, under the command of the observers, they opened fire en masse.

The fiery buckshot carried a huge kinetic energy, plowing through the dense ranks of natives one after another trenches of flesh and blood.

"The Han have cannons?"

Sha Dingzhou then remembered that the Han people had cannons. When they were at the East Gate, the Han artillery disabled 3,000 people from Long Yuanqing's army who went out of the city to fight. In the siege battle, although the artillery of the Han people killed and injured many native soldiers, it brought great spiritual shock to the native people.

This sense of powerlessness that the enemy can beat himself, but he can't beat the enemy, makes Sha Dingzhou feel deeply decadent.

"Why didn't the Han people fire a few days ago? Could it be a conspiracy? "Sha Dingzhou has been frightened, a little bit of a bow, a snake, a shadow, a soldier.

A dozen Franc cannons did not cause great casualties to the tens of thousands of besieging troops. Buckshot ploughed a trench in the waves of attackers, which were soon filled up again. The bravery of the natives made them ignore the sporadic firing of artillery.

"Change shotguns, hurry up, change shotguns......"

The natives are getting closer and closer, and have come into range of shotguns.

"Boom ......"

Although the range of the shotgun is short, the scattered small lead bullets are like a power grid, and it is difficult for the natives who enter this net to escape the fate of death.

More than a dozen Franc cannons opened fire at the same time, crocheting into a net, and rushed towards the attacking natives.

Scattered bullets do not seem to have the same power as solid bullets, but the casualties they inflict on the natives have increased exponentially.

As long as you are hit by a small lead bullet like a stray bullet, whether it is the head, waist, abdomen, arms, legs and feet, you will immediately lose your combat effectiveness.

Even if you are lucky enough to survive, the lead bullets trapped in the flesh will continue to corrode the wound, bringing endless pain to the victim.

The natives put their lives on the back of their minds.

Sun Hejing's cannon barrels were red, and the corpses of the dead and wounded Turen were piled up close to the walls of Li Dingguo's camp, and the Turen were still attacking one after another.

"MD, raise the muzzle, raise the muzzle, don't hit your own people." Sun Hejing scolded and said, "Our artillery can't finish the work of the infantry. Leave some food for Xiong Xianghui, so as not to annoy this sissy. ”

The muzzle of the cannon was raised, and the grapeshot sifted through the natives, so that the lucky natives could cross the sky net formed by lead bullets and enter the defensive positions of the Han people.

"Be smart, let the natives in, let them in, close the door and beat the dogs." Xiong Xianghui commanded his men and began his insidious tactics.

Tian Jianyong is very brave. He stepped on the corpses of his compatriots, jumped into the Han camp lightly, held his scimitar high, his eyes wide with anger, and vowed to kill all the Han people to avenge his compatriots.

The camp of the Han people is built like a labyrinth, crooked. The Han soldiers were also cowards, constantly retreating as soon as they came into contact, turning corners and pulling their legs to run.

Where to escape? Tian Jianyong was in hot pursuit.

Turning the corner, I saw the Han soldiers standing lazily in the middle of the road, looking at themselves with a smile and a meaningful look in their eyes.

What's wrong with you? Tian Jianyong beat a drum in his heart. He is one of the few warriors among the natives, and the cowardly Han in front of him can fight ten of them himself. But why do the Han people in front of them look at them like cats and mice?

Before he had time to think about it, a group of soldiers with guns rushed out of the houses on both sides and killed Tian Jianyong.

Tian Jian's courage was ruined. He shouted, "You Han people are too cunning. There's a heads-up. ”

"Okay, do it to you." The previous Han people said awe-inspiringly.

If you go head-to-head, the Han people in front of you will not be your opponents. Tian Jianyong is very confident.

Five or six spears stabbed in an instant, Tian Jianyong hurriedly jumped to dodge, and the scimitar in his hand also knocked open the two spears.

In mid-air, Tian Jianyong heard the sound of breaking the air, turned around and saw a crossbow arrow coming towards him quickly.

Tian Jianyong was shocked and tried to change his body shape in the air.

"Poof......

The crossbow arrows that were drilled in advance hit Zhongtian Jianyong's chest, splashing blood flowers. Tian Jianyong was like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily to the ground.

"You ...... No credit...... Say...... Heads-up ......"

"Yes, you're the one who singles out a group of us. You kid has courage, but he is still glorious in defeat. Remember to be a good person in the next life. The nasty face of the previous Han people appeared in front of Tian Jianyong, and he said this shameless word, which became Tian Jianyong's last memory.