Shubru couldn't understand how the two Tartars among the hostages were killed. These two tartars are all close to the hostages, and the distance between them and the hostages will not exceed a fist. Some of the two tartars, even hiding behind the hostages, exposed only a small part of their bodies. However, these two Tartars were all killed, and none of them ran back. Most of the hostages are completely fine.

What the hell is going on?

At such a distance, how could the Ming army's firearms be so accurate?

The Tartar beside Shubru also had deep doubts. Their brains, at this time, seem to be a complete mess, and they can't see the slightest clue at all. Never before had they encountered such a strange thing in their previous battles. In the past, when they used this trick, the Ming army either had to open the city gates, let them in, and raise their hands to surrender. Or, use dense artillery fire, as well as all kinds of firearms, to kill all the hostages and the cannon fodder in the hostages. It is absolutely impossible to kill only the two Tartars in the hostages, and most of the hostages are unharmed.

Seeing that the female hostages were constantly moving in the direction of the city gate, the Tartars reacted one after another. If they are not mistaken, the Ming army in Aoshan City is preparing to transport the female hostages outside the city into the city. I have to say that in such an environment, the Ming army in the city still has the courage to open the door, which is really unusual!

"Hangou wants to open the city gate to take the hostages!"

"Let's rush in!"

The Tartar in the back is eager to try.

Shubru hurriedly shook his spirits and forgot about the two Tartars for a while.

The Ming army seemed to be opening the city gate and receiving these women hostages into the city, and they must seize the opportunity to rush up and seize the city gate. At this time, he dared to open the city gate, and he simply didn't take the strong team of Dajin Country in his eyes at all!

"Give it to me!"

"Seize the gates!"

Shubru shouted viciously.

As long as the city gate is seized, the rest of the battle will be completely unsuspenseful. As for those two Tartars, why they were killed, we will study later. As long as you enter the city, it is completely the world of Tartars. Without the strong and towering city walls as cover, the Ming army in the city could not be the opponent of the Dajin army. In this regard, Shubru is fully confident.

At the sound of the order, all the Tartars swarmed up.

The heads of the black pressed people pressed towards Aoshan City in unison.

"The Tartars are coming!"

Someone let out a slightly trembling cry.

The backbone military households who were preparing to assist in carrying the wounded at the head of the city couldn't help but be shocked at this time, and their faces were a little stiff. They could all see that the Tartar was ruthless. Because, rushing to the front, there were more than a dozen Tartar white-armored soldiers, followed by twenty or thirty Tartar red-armored soldiers. Obviously, Tartar is really coming up with the ability to press the bottom of the box.

Aoshan City, whether it can be defended or not, in one fell swoop.

"Everyone, free fire!"

Zhang Zhun's voice came slowly.

Cold and calm.

"Bang bang bang!"

The fighters of the convoy opened fire one after another.

Dense gunshots, like popping beans, suddenly resounded in the sky. White smoke continued to rise, enveloping Aoshan City in it, as if it was a fairyland on earth. The air was filled with a strong, choking smell of gunpowder. However, at this moment, all the people who smelled the smell of gunpowder felt that this smell was so comfortable and refreshing.

Mini's bullets kept whistling away, and from time to time someone fell to the ground among the tartars rushing in the distance. Although it is sixty or seventy zhang away, the power of the tiger is still not to be underestimated. As long as he was hit by Minnie's bullet, it was basically impossible for the Tartar to continue moving. Some of the tartars were hit in the vital places, and they fell directly to the ground, and died so that they could no longer die. Some of the Tartars were not hit in the vital places, but they also rolled on the ground, struggling in pain, losing the ability to continue the attack.

However, because the distance is indeed a little farther, reaching the limit of aiming with the naked eye, except for Dugu Hunt, Ma Yi, Zhong Wuying and other clever snipers who may directly hit the target, the other fighters are basically relying on blindness. They could only shoot roughly at the location of the Tartars, and if they did, it would be a good thing. If you don't hit, that's okay, reload and come back.

"Brothers, the number of Tartars is limited!"

"Kill one is one!"

Zhang Zhun continued to shout.

Just now, they packed up the second tartar of cannon fodder, and the sniper's superb marksmanship, although he killed a lot, was always not very powerful. Because, the main Tartar has not yet appeared. What they want to destroy is pure Tartars, not an army of Tartar servants. Now, the Tartars have finally appeared. Let the roaring Minnie bullet kindly tell these Tartars that your end has come!

Compared to those servant armies that are used as cannon fodder, these real Tartars are indeed much braver. Their combat effectiveness is incomparable to that of the servant army. However, these Tartars also have the most fundamental fatal wound: their numbers are really small. There are only a few hundred Tartars on Tianheng Island, and even if they are all ten of them, they can't stop the storm-like Mini bullets. After killing the servant army, they can continue to organize without hurting their vitality. However, if you kill these Tartars, you will suffer the blow of destroying the surname. The number of Tartars is to kill one less one, and kill two less than one pair. In a short period of time, it is impossible to make up for their casualties.

"Kill one is one!"

"Killing two is a pair!"

"Kill a few and kill a few!"

Zhang Zhun's cold voice continued to come.

The soldiers who were inspired to shoot faster and faster.

"Bang bang bang!"

The gunfire of the tiger is even more intense.

In the dense gunfire, intermittently, rushing up Tartars, from time to time someone fell to the ground, silently. And after the tartar was hit, he kept rolling on the ground, I don't know if it was because he was rolling in pain or because of the terrain. After some Tartars were hit, they subconsciously stretched out their hands, trying to hold their companions and keep their bodies balanced, but as a result, they also pulled their companions down, and the two were like rolling gourds, stacking each other together.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and the tartar fell to the ground.

"Thirteen!"

Zhang Lingyun continued to count in surprise.

Although there was no telescope, Zhang Zhun's shooting skills practiced in his previous life were fully displayed at this time. As long as the eyes sweep the target, and then subconsciously raise the gun, there is no need for precise aiming, and it is completely based on the feeling of firing, you can have more than eighty percent certainty of hitting the target. These skills were fed with bullets in the previous life, and they can't be done in this era.

"Bang!"

Zhang Zhun took another tiger gun and continued to shoot.

The gun rang out, and another tartar in silver armor rolled to the ground.

"Fourteen!"

"It's the Tartars' white-armored soldiers!"

Zhang Lingyun's voice came in surprise.

"Bang!"

Zhang Zhun raised his hand again and shot it.

This time, it was still a white-armored soldier of the Tartars who fell.

"Fifteen!"

"It's still a white-armored soldier!"

Zhang Lingyun's voice always sounded in time.

The white-armored soldiers are the elite of the Tartars. Their biggest feature is that they wear a layer of silver-white iron armor on the outside of their bodies. Due to the lack of steel in the Tartars themselves, the number of iron armor was very small. Therefore, those who can put on iron armor are elites. Among them, the silver-white iron armor is the most elite. These elite Tartars were called white-armored soldiers by the Ming army. In fact, inside the Tartars, there is no such thing as a white-armored soldier.

[Author's note: Regarding the white armor soldiers, there will be a more detailed explanation later.] 】

In each cow of the Tartars, the number of white-armored soldiers will not exceed 10%. In other words, in a bull record of the Tartars, there are only about thirty white-armored soldiers at most. These people are the elite of the Tartar elite. For every loss, the Tartars have a heartache. Therefore, the Tartars equipped the white armor soldiers with the best protective equipment. In addition to the iron armor on the outside, there is also a tough leather coat and thick silk on the inside of the iron armor, which can effectively block the shooting of arrows.

However, in front of the tiger and the horse, the armor soldiers and white-armored soldiers of the Tartars were all in vain. Mini bullets will not be blocked by the iron armor of the white armor, even if there is leather clothing and silk inside, the penetration is still extremely strong. As long as a shot passes, they can still be easily killed. Even if you don't hit the vital point, you can make the white armor of the Tartar incapacitated.

"Bang!"

Zhang Zhun raised his hand and shot again.

Another white-armored soldier fell to the ground.

"Sixteen!"

"It's still a white-armored soldier!"

Zhang Lingyun's voice shouted.

However, compared to just now, this time it is obviously not too exciting.

There is no way, Zhang Zhun shoots these white-armored soldiers, it is like eating cabbage and tofu, it is really a gesture. There is no difficulty, Zhang Lingyun will naturally not be so excited. Of course, seeing those white-armored soldiers constantly falling under Zhang Zhun's guns, Zhang Lingyun was still very pleased. The most arrogant white-armored soldier of the legendary Tartars, you also have today!

Perhaps, in other places, in front of other armies, you can show off your might, fly high, unstoppable, unstoppable, but in front of our escort team, you are a scum! Especially in front of our captain, you are even more scum! As long as the captain raises his hand, you will have to fall obediently!

(To be continued)