The other Tartars also felt extremely hopeless. Of the more than 400 Tartars who came ashore, only about twenty or thirty of them were able to retreat to the beach unharmed at this time. The other companions were either already on the ground or still struggling in Maojiatun. The first person to run out thought that he could escape and leave a surname, but he didn't expect that the Ming army was even ready for the sailor warship!

Firebolt!

Mine!

Navy!

What kind of troops is the Ming army in Fushan City?

Don't bully people like this!

Mukkata suddenly felt that Shuburu was too stupid!

Sun Zhiqi didn't want to borrow the hands of the Tartars to eliminate the Ming army in Fushan City at all, but to borrow the Ming army in Fushan City to destroy the Tartars in Tianheng Island! Poor Shuburu's dignified Jialazhangjing of the Golden Kingdom didn't even see such a conspiracy!

Fooled!

Deceived!

They were completely tricked by Sun Zhiqi!

"Boom!"

Just when all the Tartars were grieving and indignant, a third deafening loud bang was heard.

Mugeta looked back blankly, only to see the area around the intersection, enveloped by a powerful explosion. Needless to say, it must have been the explosion of mines laid by the Ming army again. You don't need to look to know that the dozens of Tartars who had gathered around the intersection just now must have all disappeared.

Sure enough, when the smoke gradually cleared, there was already a wolf near the crossroads, and there were no more erect tartars. Debris was constantly falling from the sky, and the Tartar's limbs were among them. It's just that no one can tell which Tartar these limbs belong to.

It was a long time before sporadic tartars appeared near the crater formed by the explosion. They were like frightened rabbits, jumping past the edge of the pit and getting back to the beach. Even more Tartars were completely frightened by the mines, and they no longer dared to move half a step, and stayed where they were.

Of course, after three loud bangs, Maojiatun's losses were also huge, and at least half of the thatched houses were toppled by the powerful shock wave. When Mu Keta looked over from the beach, Maojiatun looked like he had been forcibly swept by. But what's the use? Don't say that they didn't really loot Maojiatun, even if they really looted, how could the little benefits they get withstand their own losses?

Blunder!

Gross misstep!

Han dog is too cunning!

Mu Geda was full of resentment, as if he was about to rush out of the sky.

What he hates is not his opponent's Zhang Zhun, but Sun Zhiqi! It was he who threw hundreds of Tartars into this fire pit in Fushan City! In the blink of an eye, they were burned to pieces, and they were miserable! If Lord Shubru doesn't take revenge, he will not be a man!

"It's our turn to attack!"

"First Association, outflank from the left!"

"Second Association, outflank from the right!"

After the three gift packages were given, Zhang Zhun shouted loudly.

The other fighters of the escort team, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately lined up and rushed up.

At this time, in some corners of Maojiatun, there were still hidden tartars. Some of them were afraid of the explosion of the mines, and did not dare to take the road, so they lurked in the middle of the various thatched huts, waiting for the opportunity to give the enemy a fatal blow. More tartars are hidden in thatched huts, firewood piles, pigsties, gravel piles and other places, using the cover of the terrain to resist stubbornly.

Although most of the Tartars have been killed after suffering a major blow, it is unlikely that these remnants of the Tartars will surrender. It seems that there is no precedent for the Tartars to surrender on their own initiative. Zhang Zhun never imagined such a possibility. The convoy was also not ready to accept the surrender of the Tartars.

All the Tartars must be killed tonight!

This is the only course of action!

It is said that it is outflanking, but in fact it is a fan, and it is impossible to really outflank it from different directions like in the era of cold weapons. Because, the range of Mini's bullet is too long, if a companion approaches from the opposite side, he may accidentally injure his companion. This is probably a small regret of using the Tiger Hammer. To this end, they formed a battle formation in groups, covered each other, and compressed in the direction of the beach.

In this way, even if the Tartars tried to attack, they would not be able to completely succeed. Of course, the archery skills of the Tartars are still extremely commendable. The soldiers of the escort team, in the process of advancing, encountered the attack of cold arrows, and there was no way to do it. It is simply impossible to destroy these Tartars with zero casualties. The power of the Tiger Ben has not yet reached the point of complete control of the battlefield.

In order to deal with the archers of the Tartars, Zhang Zhun also took great pains. The warriors covered each other, but the formation was relatively open, which could effectively prevent the Tartar arrows. Yes, some Tartars are capable of firing three arrowheads at the same time. If the formation is dense, once you are shot, two or three people will be injured together.

"Keep up."

"Everyone keeps an eye on what is ahead of them!"

Peng Bo commanded more than a dozen soldiers under his command, slowly searching and advancing.

This is his home, and he is of course very familiar with everything about Maojiatun. However, this did not reduce the tension in Peng Bo's heart. No matter who it is, in the face of the Tartars, they are somewhat nervous. Especially when it comes to short-range engagements. After all, the ability of the Tartars to fight at close range, is quite outstanding. In fact, for the Tartars, all the fighters of the convoy, there was nervousness. Zhang Zhun has never shied away from this.

If the cause of this nervous emotion is seriously investigated, it may have to be traced to Yang Kaide, Chen Guoxi, Mao Sanye and other old people. At the beginning, when they came back from Liaodong, they were very impressed by the combat effectiveness of the Tartars, so when they talked in ordinary times, they would inadvertently talk about how brutal the Tartars were, how powerful they were, and how they were not afraid of death.

Such remarks naturally made many young people, in their young hearts, plant hatred for Tartars, but also unknowingly, have an innate fear of Tartars. To put it mildly, the fear of tartars is innate. This kind of innate fear, Zhang Zhun has no way to quickly get rid of it. This is not something that can be achieved with a sentence or two of enlightenment and encouragement, but must be achieved through a series of victories.

Fortunately, when the Tartars attacked Maojiatun last time, the escort team led by Zhang Zhun gave the Tartars a head-on blow and killed more than a dozen Tartars. The victory in this battle, to a certain extent, effectively eliminated everyone's fear of tartars. Otherwise, the current convoy fighters, when facing the Tartars at close range, will not only be nervous, fear is possible. However, Zhang Zhun believed that after the end of this battle, the tension of the guards against the Tartars would be completely eliminated.

Victory is the best medicine!

"Quack!"

Suddenly, out of the thatched hut in front of him, a tartar burst out.

He waved his iron fork, stared at his round eyes, and charged at Peng Bo and them viciously.

Many people who don't know the details think that Tartars are archers, archers who can penetrate Yang in a hundred steps, and they are often able to shoot enemies dozens of zhang away. Actually, this is inaccurate. The Tartars are good archers and have a large number of good archers, but foot combat is their forte. In each battle, the Tartars finally defeated their opponents, relying on foot combat, not on bows and arrows.

The list goes on. For example, Ao Bai is a master of foot combat. Whether it was in the battle to capture Phi Dao or in the Battle of Songshan, Ao Bai was the vanguard of the Qing army. Legend has it that every time he fought, he wielded an axe weighing dozens of catties with both hands, split the defense line of the Ming army, was invincible, and killed countless enemies, so he won the title of the first warrior of Manchuria. If you rely solely on archery, there is no such title.

Although the Ming army was very afraid of the archery skills of the Tartars, they were even more afraid of the foot combat of the Tartars. The two armies fought hand-to-hand, and even if the Ming army had a large numerical advantage, they were also defeated. Even an elite like the Guanning Iron Cavalry would dare to fight hard only when they had several times the strength of the Tartars. One-on-one, Guanning Tieqi really has no chance of winning. Therefore, the Tartars are very confident in hand-to-hand combat.

The Tartar in front of Peng Bo is like this.

The head-on attack of the escort team made most of the Tartars lose their souls and almost lose their combat effectiveness. However, it also made some of the Tartars fall into a semi-crazy state. Most of these Tartars are veterans, fierce and ruthless. They never cherished their lives. Their only hobby is to kill more opponents before they fall. Rich combat experience, so that they know how to act, in order to inflict the greatest trauma on the opponent.

The same is true of the Tartar in front of Peng Bo.

The distance between this Tartar and Peng Bo and others is less than three zhang. This distance, in fact, is the distance of a breath, which can be reached in a few arrow steps. This Tartar was convinced that as long as he entered the ranks of the Ming army and caused chaos, the Ming army's advantage in firearms would not be able to be brought into play. Next, he can slaughter his opponents like crazy.

"Tartar!"

Immediately some fighters in the convoy discovered the existence of the Tartars.

The muzzle of the tiger's gun, quickly aimed at the opponent.

The steel fork of the Tartar was raised high, and with a fierce light in his eyes, he stepped forward.

The distance between him and the guards was less than two feet in the blink of an eye!

"Bang bang bang!"

A barrage of gunfire rang out.

The ferocious Mini bullet accurately hit the body of this Tartar, bursting out with blood flowers.

The action of this tartar suddenly condensed instantly. The iron fork held high fell silently. Because the distance was so close, the body of this Tartar was pushed backwards by the strong kinetic energy of Minnie's bullet. However, his eyes are still wide open.

He couldn't believe that his sneak attack was unsuccessful!

The distance between him and his opponent is only a short and less than a zhang!

One foot!

Only one zhang!

It's not distance at all!

With just one arrow step, he was able to kill the Ming army on the opposite side!

However, the brutal truth tells him:

It's all over.

"Poof!"

The corpse of the Tartar, lying on his back.

The Escort fighters after the shot immediately reloaded.

The rest of the fighters were responsible for continuing the vigilance.

Soon, the reload was complete.

"Forward!"

Peng Bo continued to shout.

The team moved on.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, an arrow flew into the air.

One of the convoy fighters was shot and fell.

"Bang bang bang!"

But at the same time, the gunshots of the tiger guns rang out.

The Tartar who cast the cold arrow, after firing the first arrow, was hit by Mini's bullet into a bloody hole, and staggered out of the back of the pile of firewood and grass. The thatched firewood, as well as the thin leather armor, could not stop the killing of Mini bullets at all.

The wounded fighters were quickly carried away by the door panels.

The guerrillas and armed engineering teams that work together in the back are specifically responsible for this kind of thing.

"Keep going!"

After reloading, Peng Bo led the warriors onwards.

"Bang!"

The sporadic gunshots came intermittently, and it seemed a little deserted and a little monotonous.

One after another, Tartars appeared, causing damage to the guards and soldiers. However, the Tartars themselves, without exception, were sent to hell by the tiger who was waiting for him. In fact, as long as the Tartars appear, there is only a dead end waiting for them.

"Even if it's one for another, we've earned it!"

Zhang Zhun once made the coldest assessment of battle damage, and he was mentally prepared for casualties.

However, judging from the current situation, the casualties of the convoy are far lower than those of the Tartars.

On the battlefield, there were at least a dozen of them in a team like Peng Bo, and they covered each other and advanced alternately. Although they had to pay some price, and from time to time there were casualties, but all the Tartars were purged by them one by one.

At this time, Yang Zhiyuan and others, who were outflanked from the left, and Hao Linyong and others, who were outflanked from the right, also cut into the battlefield one after another. With the addition of the new force, the escort team's clearance operation will be even faster. At the same time, due to outflanking from different directions, the Tartars could not effectively hide themselves. And if you can't hide yourself effectively, in front of the tiger Ben, it's just one word: death.

Even the strongest and toughest Tartars could not bear it at this time, and they had to retreat in full. However, when they left the thatched hut and went to the beach, they suddenly realized that it was a fatal mistake. On the flat and empty beach, in the face of the fire of the tigers, they did not even have a chance to dodge.

To their dismay, what they saw was a look of horror that Mukkata had never seen before. Such an expression appeared on the face of a Niu Lu Zhangjing, indicating that he was completely desperate for this battle. The commanders were in complete despair, not to mention the others.

In fact, Mukkata was indeed anxious, angry, and quite frightened.

He never imagined that the battle would be like this.

How could they have become like this?

Fushan is just a small thousand households in the Ming Dynasty!

In the eyes of Daikin Force, such a thousand households are not even waste. Among the Ming army, only the soldiers had the courage to fight against the Dajin Force. It was also a defensive battle that relied on the fortifications of the city walls! As for the guards, don't talk about fighting, even if you hear the name of the Dajin Force, you will quickly flee.

Not convinced!

Not convinced!

I'm really not convinced!

After the extreme panic and despair, Mu Geda felt quite unconvinced!

When he accepted the assignment from Shubru, he never thought that they would fail. A small thousand households, not in their eyes at all. During this time on Tianheng Island, the Tartars even learned that a few decades ago, when the Japanese were rampant, only a few dozen Japanese were able to capture a guard post and capture a county seat. Even, more than 40 Japanese robbers have the courage to go to Nanjing for a walk! And the hundreds of thousands of Ming troops around Nanjing didn't even dare to go out of the city to meet the attack!

It is impossible for the Daikin powerhouse to be inferior to the Japanese Invaders!

Mu Geda calmed down with difficulty and summed up a reason for the failure: the Ming army used tricks! If the Ming army and the Daikin force go head-to-head, they must not be the opponent of the Daikin powerhouse!

That's right, it must be like this!

The Ming army didn't dare to fight head-on with the Daikin army at all!

If the Dajin Brigade wants to regain its dignity, it can only fight head-on with the Ming army!

"Array!"

"Array!"

"Array!"

Mugada roared fiercely.

He wants to fight to the death with the Ming army!

He wants to fight head-on and defeat the Ming army!

He didn't believe that the Ming army had the combat effectiveness to fight head-on!

Despite the heavy losses, almost a hundred of the Tartars survived. The strict discipline cultivated for a long time made these Tartars not hesitate when carrying out orders. Of course, some of the second Tartars couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to retreat, but they were waved by the Tartars next to them without hesitation, and their heads were cut off with one sword. Strictly speaking, the military law of the Tartars is indeed never ruthless.

At the shouting of Mukkata, the Tartars lined up on the beach, trying to trap the beasts. Presumably, the Tartars also realized that it was impossible for them to win the battle, so they all had the intention of dying! Before they die, they will wash away the shame they have suffered! They want to defend the dignity of the Daikin Force!

By this time, the sky was already slightly bright.

"My lord, the Tartars are in formation!"

"Looks like the Tartars are ready to fight us to the death!"

Wu Qingliang reported to Zhang Zhun.

"We're lined up too!"

Zhang Zhun shouted coldly.

In fact, there is no need to line up, and the escort team can also take out the opponent.

However, Zhang Zhun wants to completely defeat the advantage of Tartar psychologically.

Who said that the army would not dare to fight the Tartars head-on?

I'll show you now, how we can fight the Tartars head-to-head!

"Array!"

The order was quickly communicated.

"Array!"

"Array!"

"Array!"

Orders are passed down layer by layer.

The warriors of the three associations lined up in their respective formations.

The formation of the escort is the simplest formation of lining up and shooting, and all the fighters are facing the sea. This is to prevent Mini's bullet from injuring his own people. The range of the Mini bullet is too far, and if the Tartar is trapped in the middle, maybe the Mini bullet will hit the opponent's own people.

"Who is Zhang Yulin?"

"I want to talk to Zhang Yulin!"

Mu Geda shouted in stiff Chinese.

Ping Pong has been playing for half a night, and he hasn't seen Zhang Yulin's true face!

For this opponent who has beaten himself into the abyss, Mu Geda has to be convinced! What the Dajin Kingdom advocates most is force. Since others have more powerful force to defeat him, he can only admire! He really wanted to see if this opponent had three heads and six arms, and what kind of ability he had, and he actually beat himself to the ground and wiped out the whole army!

Yes, Mugeta knows very well that they are definitely going to be wiped out today. Because, on the sea, the sailor warships of the Ming army were already in full swing with the two pork belly boats under his command. On the sea, there were bursts of gunfire and gunsmoke. The two pork belly boats were too busy to take care of themselves, and it was impossible to take them back to Tianheng Island. Since you can't go back to Tianheng Island, you can only die here.

Surrender?

Mkkatta never thought about it!

"I'm Zhang Yulin!"

"If you have anything to say, say it out loud!"

"If it's a life-sparing or something, don't say it!"

Zhang Zhun stood up from the team with his head held high and said proudly.

"Zhang Yulin?"

"You are Zhang Yulin?"

Mu Geda stared at Zhang Zhun deeply and asked deeply.

His Chinese is very stiff and sounds very uncomfortable. However, his gaze was blazing. Zhang Yulin's appearance obviously made Mu Geda a little disappointed. There is no doubt that Zhang Yulin's body is burly and tall, but in the eyes of the Dajin Force, burly and tall young people are everywhere. Even Tamu Golta, in terms of size, will not be inferior by half a point.

Mu Geda's eyes flashed, and he said bluntly: "Zhang Yulin, you are a capable person, come to our Dajin Kingdom!" We promise you prosperity and wealth! If you follow the Ming court, you won't end well! Look at Xiong Tingbi and Yuan Chonghuan, they are all capable people! But they died not at the hands of our Jinmen, but at the hands of your emperor! Your emperor is far worse than our Great Khan! ”

Zhang Zhun smiled coldly and said disdainfully: "You persuade me to surrender the Tartars?" ”

Mu Geda said bluntly: "Good birds choose trees to perch, and I am also good for you!" Even if you wipe us all out today, so what? What do you get? Even if you can do the military department, do the Liaodong strategy, and enter the cabinet, so what? What do you get? Wang Qia was killed? Your emperor is not worth your life for him! Our Great Khan is thirsty for talent, and if you really have the ability, our Great Khan will never treat you badly! ”

Zhang Zhun laughed and said loudly and unabashedly: "Do you think I am working for the emperor? ”

Mu Geda was slightly stunned. His Chinese level is actually not high, and he can't accurately capture the meaning of Zhang Zhun's words. He subconsciously said: "You are a military household of Fushan, you don't give your life to your emperor, who do you give your life to?" ”

Zhang Zhun replied loudly: "I only give myself my life!" I only give my life to those who support me and support me to follow me! ”

Mu Geda still couldn't accurately understand Zhang Zhun's words, and he continued: "Zhang Zhun, as long as you come to our Dajin Kingdom, your talent will definitely be brought into play!" You should think about it! You need time to think about it! ”

Zhang Zhun laughed and refused without hesitation: "I don't need time to think about it!" Your Great Khan has taken refuge in me! ”

Mu Geda was immediately annoyed and angry, his face turned the color of pig liver, and he shouted fiercely: "You! I don't know what to do! ”

Zhang Zhun sneered disdainfully.

Mu Geda said fiercely: "Zhang Yulin, I want to fight you head-on!" ”

Zhang Zhun said loudly: "The array is ready!" What is so much crap for? Come on! ”

"Kill!"

Mu Ge replied and broke off, and then took the tartar to attack Zhang Zhun.

"Kill!"

Zhang Zhun also said coldly.

"Bang bang bang!"

In an instant, a bean-bursting gunfire rang out.

Dense mini bullets flew towards the tartars like raindrops.

This is not a fight.

This is a massacre.

One-sided slaughter.

It is impossible for the Tartars to break through the dense rain of bullets. Death awaits them. In fact, the Tartars rushed forward, and the beach was blood-red. The tartar in the back tripped over the corpse of his companion in front and fell to the ground. However, these Tartars soon got up again and continued to charge at Zhang Zhun and them. Until, they were hit by a rain of bullets and fell down unwillingly.

After the gunfire in the first row, Mukatta was also covered in bullet holes and collapsed in a pool of blood. As the head of the Tartars, he was cared for like never before - at least fifty Tiger Guns were aimed at him. His vitality is indeed vigorous, and he was hit by so many Minnie bullets that he didn't immediately lose his breath. He glanced at Zhang Zhun resentfully, and said unwillingly: "You...... Lord Kalajangyo-chan will avenge me...... You're waiting......"

He threw himself on the ground and was dejected.

His tone was already very weak, and under the cover of the gunshot, Zhang Zhun naturally didn't hear it. However, even if Zhang Zhun hears it, he won't take it to heart. Jialazhangjing, Shubru, if you don't come to me, I'll go to you too!

Seeing that Mugeta was killed, the other Tartars finally couldn't bear it anymore and ran backwards one after another. However, at this time, they still want to run, where is the time? A dense rain of bullets followed them and killed them directly on the beach. Every rain of bullets swept by, and the Tartars fell one after another. Even if they escaped into the sea, the Tartars had not yet fully escaped.

The five sampans of the Tartars, despite their efforts to dock, wanted to pick up their companions. However, such actions have no effect. They didn't dare to get too close at all. In fact, the tartars on the sampan are not pure tartars, some are Han Chinese, some are Koreans, and they are not as brave as the tartars.

From the position of the convoy to the position of the sampan, that is, sixty or seventy feet, the sampan is completely within the firing range. If you are not careful, the two tartars on the sampan may be hit by a stray bullet and fall headlong into the water.

"Skirmishers!"

"Keep going!"

"Free Fire!"

Zhang Zhun waved his hand vigorously and issued three orders in a row.

The Tartars have been completely crushed, and there is no need to stay in formation. Skirmish lines and free fire are all about letting the fighters play their own way. So, the warriors shot and advanced slowly, not letting any of the Tartars slip through the net.

"Bang bang bang!"

The gunfire gradually fell down, indicating that the battle on the shore was basically over.

Yang Junjie and Yang Hongwen rushed to the front of the escort team with their respective teams. They found that the number of Tartars was getting smaller and smaller. Some Tartars tried to hide in the water and pretend to be dead, or they pretended to be dead and tried to escape. They took the warriors and carefully examined each corpse, and as long as it was a Tartar, they all mended it with bayonets to make sure that the other party had ascended to heaven.

"Wow!"

"Crunch!"

"Be careful! A ship has crashed in! ”

At this moment, an exclamation was accompanied by a strange crashing sound.

Yang Junjie and Yang Hongwen turned their heads to look, and their faces involuntarily changed slightly.

It turned out that on the sea not far away, a pig's belly boat was crashing into them frantically.

(To be continued)