Chapter 181: The Battle of Phi Dao XIII
The Ming army led by Shang Kexi was like a sharp arrow directly towards the army of Jierharang, that without hesitation, regardless of the momentum of life and death, these long-standing Tartar soldiers couldn't help but feel a little cold, Jierharang looked at the swarming Ming army, nodded approvingly, and then waved the flag in a dashing manner, and suddenly the five artillery pieces roared, although not as strong and powerful as the artillery of the Ming army, but it was also artillery, and the power was still good, and suddenly the Ming army was blasted out of a few holes in the formation, Some unwilling heroes died, and after the cannon, four divine arrows were fired neatly, accompanied by cold arrows fired by Tartar archers. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"Spread out! Archers fight back! Fast! If you speed up and blow up the rotten artillery and magic arrows with a grenade, you can't leave these things to the Tartars even if you die! Shang Kexi roared angrily.
"Go on!" Seeing that the artillery was not reacting, Zilharang ordered with a cold face.
"Tell Lord Belle! I can't put it for now! The North Korean soldier said embarrassedly, and then looked at Zilharang's cold face and was almost frightened, and hurriedly said: "Lord Belle! This cannon will cool down for a long time after being used once! If you fire right away, you'll be bored! β
"What?!" Zierharang was stunned, he thought that he could fire continuously with the artillery of the Ming army, even if he couldn't do it so fast, the speed could be a little slower, but this was too slow, and when he fired again, the enemy had already rushed to the front of the formation, and it was useless.
"Carry it away!" Zilharang waved his hand helplessly, but he miscalculated, did not understand the characteristics of this artillery in advance, Zilharang sighed, and then looked at the dumb fire of the magic arrow on the side, looking at the soldier of the stick is operating slowly again, seeing that this action is obviously the first operation, the hand is shaking, Zierharang is also lazy to ask, and said directly: "Carry this down too!" β
The Ming soldiers who were helpless after being blown up suddenly saw the Tartars withdraw their firearms, and their morale was immediately high, but the Tartar soldiers did not panic, they were originally shot with real knives and real guns in the sea of corpses and blood, this firearm was a dispensable thing for them, Zilharang immediately swung his sword forward, and suddenly the Tartar army also shouted and rushed towards the Ming army.
Suddenly, the already smoky Seoul suddenly changed color, the war drums beat, the rumbling war drums and the shouts of the soldiers and the galloping sound of the war horses covered everything, the so-called enemies were very red when they met, and the Ming army of Phi Dao, which had a hope of survival, became even more crazy, originally because they had to avoid firearms shooting and some scattered armies quickly integrated, forming a formation similar to arrows, and fiercely plunged into the Tartar army, and the fierce collision between the two armies suddenly aroused bursts of blood.
The shouts of the soldiers, the clashing of swords, the explosion of gunpowder, and the symphony of death that converged filled the army led by Mao Wenlong, who was waiting for the cavalry to attack on the other sideγγγγγγ
The cavalry was getting closer and closer, and some of the Tartar cavalry had already drawn their bows and arrows, and their swords were swishing mercilessly, "Brother Iron Man Guard!" β
"Bell! Clang! Clang! There was a constant sound of bows and arrows shooting on the shield, and the sound of the rain hitting the iron, clanging became more and more dense, and gradually there began to be Ming soldiers who were unfortunately hit by arrows and fell to the ground, "Counterattack!" Mao Wenlong ordered, the archers in the Ming army finally waited for the order, and immediately let go of the tail of the arrow, and there were many cavalry in the local cavalry formation who fell directly from the horse, and were directly trampled into meat by the rear army, and some of the Ming army also tied gunpowder to the bow and arrow, and the blood that exploded everywhere simply blew up the eyes of all the soldiers, cruel and bloody.
"Grenade throwing!" The order was issued in an orderly manner, the soldiers carried out the order without panic, the damage caused by grenades and 10,000 enemies to the cavalry was much greater than that of bows and arrows, the original dense charge formation suddenly appeared a few gaps, and the continuous attacks of bows and arrows and firearms made the cavalry led by Yue Tuo eat up all the bones, but this short distance The cavalry was soon charged, and batches of horses rose into the air, whistling and preparing to jump into the military formation of the Ming army.
"Spear!" The order quickly entered the ears of the soldiers, and suddenly brushed and brushed, and the spears protruded in the formation, directly piercing the body of the war horse, and the blood sprayed the soldiers' faces, and the war horse made a tragic neigh, and the knight on horseback was also lifted off the horse by the war horse, and was trampled to death by the army behind, although the spear can give the cavalry a heavy blow, but after all, the number is a minority, the cavalry is the majority, and the huge impact force is like a giant hammer bombarded on the stone wall, and the wall gradually cracked, slowly expanding, Finally, it collapsed with a bang.
"Kill!" Mao Wenlong roared, rushed up in response to the enemy, and the other Phi Dao Ming troops also launched an attack on the cavalry without hesitation, all the people had a clear division of labor, watching the horse's legs cut off the horse's legs, and the two armies quickly stuck together, and the blood gradually stained the land outside the Korean king's city, and the stick soldiers who were local soldiers were very helpless to stand at the head of the city and watch the two sides under the city fighting fiercely, what is this? Watching others fight in their own territory is really something they can't figure out.
There was a fierce battle outside the city, and at this time in the city, in a cold corner, a man in black was talking to a person dressed as a general, and the man in black held a token in his hand and said: "Now their main energy has been attracted by General Mao!" You're ready to go! β
I saw that the general's dressed person immediately knelt down after seeing the token, and said respectfully: "Lord Belle's orders will naturally not be neglected!" I'm going to gather the army! β
"That's fine! Let's do it as soon as possible! Don't miss the big thing! I'm going to arrange it too! The man in black nodded, and then disappeared.
After the black shadow disappeared, the general got up, pursed his mouth, chuckled, and then went to prepare, but the man in black had already left, and he couldn't hear this whisper.
The fighting outside the city is still continuing, the war is still burning, all the blood is still boiling, the soldiers on both sides have gradually killed the red eyes, at this time Jierharang has also been fighting with Shang Kexi, both of them have a lot of scars on their bodies, especially Shang Kexi, at this time there is a faint scar on the fierce face, and the blood is slowly left, adding a hideousness.
"Not bad! You're the first Han Chinese who can play with me until now! Zilharang said with a smile.
"Humph! Without further ado, look at the knife!" Shang Kexi didn't talk nonsense, and waved his knife directly.
"I'll play with you again! Look at these brothers of yours who are almost there! Zilharang fended off the attack as he pointed around.
Shang Kexi was so focused on the battle that he ignored the battle situation on the field for a while, and glanced at it, and sure enough, more than half of his people were killed and wounded, and they were gradually surrounded by the army of Zilharang.
"See? You look like you're going to stay here today! How about it, surrender! The corners of Zilharang's mouth curled.
"Humph! I only have soldiers who died in battle, and there are no soldiers who surrendered! Shang Kexi snorted coldly.
"Haha! Good! I appreciate your backbone! Zilharang said with a smile, and then pointed to one place and said, "Look! Your General Mao has also been trapped! β
"Humph! Mr. Mao will definitely be able to rush out! Shang Kexi was unmoved.
"It's okay! Look! I'm not going to sneak up on you! Zilharang said with a smile.
As soon as he said this, Shang Kexi still glanced at Mao Wenlong's place carefully, and sure enough, the retreat of Mao Wenlong's army at this time had already been sealed to death by Yue Tuo's army, although Mao Wenlong was brave, and the soldiers of the Ming army were in the service of death, but the soldiers of the Tartars were also elite, and they could not tear a gap at all.
"See?" Zilharang said with a smile, and then said, "What if you can break out of here?" The port outside was already blocked by us when you came in, and your sailors couldn't get out, so die of this heart! Or listen to my advice, our Great Khan cherishes talents very much, and it is no problem to come to us to add officials to the knighthood! What's so good about your little emperor of the Ming Kingdom? β
"Talking nonsense like a mother-in-law! You're going to die of this heart! Even if I die in battle today, I! Shang Kexi is also worthy of his conscience! Shang Kexi said coldly.
"What a man!" Zilharang laughed and said, "In that case! As a sign of my respect! I'll leave you all dead! After saying this, Zilharang's face gradually turned cold, making people shudder, and the enthusiasm just now had already disappeared without a trace.
The army of the Tartars began to increase the pressure on it, and the army led by Mao Wenlong and Shang Kexi gradually began to re-twist into a large army, and the surroundings were gradually surrounded, looking at the more and more dangerous battle situation, some dead soldiers around Mao Wenlong were suddenly ready to start acting, Mao Wenlong hurriedly shouted to them: "No! β
"Handsome! We are willing to blast a way out with our flesh and blood! Take the rest of the brothers as much as you can. The dead men said.
"I can't do it!" Mao Wenlong clenched his fists and said, "There is always hope!" There must be! β
"Handsome! It's too late, it's too late! Some of the dead men were already in a hurry.
Looking at these brothers who were about to die, Mao Wenlong, as an iron-blooded man, couldn't help but feel that he had the urge to cry, but he didn't expect that he who was used to seeing the bloody rain and bloody wind still couldn't withstand such a life and death parting, it was all his own fault that put the brothers in danger, alas! Mao Wenlong couldn't help but sigh and blame himself.