Four Russian-made two-wheeled water-cooled Makqin were lifted off the Lele cart and pushed up by a few sturdy Mongolian men, and Utai said fiercely: "Kill all those Han people for me!" ”

He didn't expect that the defenders of Baotou City were so tenacious, four or five hundred people resisted his five attacks, and the corpses under the city were piled up more than three feet high, and the blood stained the city wall into a dazzling red.

More than a dozen Mongolian men pulled a long red rope, and Utai's youngest son, Delentai, moved a chair and sat down according to Mongolian customs, surrounded by a team of overseers holding Xueliang sabers. More than a dozen yellow-clothed lamas muttered verses that no one understood, and then dipped their hands in water and sprinkled them on the heads and bodies of the Mongolian horse bandits.

Wutai's appearance is quite delicate, and he also knows some fur about Chinese, while Delentai is vulgar and unliterate, with a five-short body full of horizontal flesh, and the typical circle legs of a grassland man, especially conspicuous is that there is a palm-sized red mark on the right half of his face, as if he was slapped by someone who has just split the face.

Delentai shouted in a rough voice: "Descendants of Genghis Khan, you are the eagles of the steppe, no one can stand in the way of the warriors, now is the time to show your courage with your saber!" Whoever is the first to rush to Baotou City, I will reward him with the most beautiful girl in the city??? There is more silver in Baotou City than the white clouds in the sky, everyone can't pull ten sets of cars, and there are Han girls who are whiter than milk, whoever robs it is whoever, and whoever dares to retreat from this red rope, I will kill his whole family! ”

A horse bandit asked stupidly, "Then will I rob ten Han girls and belong to me?" ”

Delentai scolded with a smile: "As long as your tent is enough, as many as you rob are yours!" ”

The horse bandit said seriously: "Then I'll grab ten more tents!" ”

The double stimulation of severe punishment and high rewards made the horse bandits restless again. They carried simple ladders, stepped on corpses all over the ground, and braved the bullets of the city to attack.

Wutai only has these four Makqin, and there are not enough bullets, so they are usually regarded as treasures of the heart, and it is rare to use them once until they have to. Machine gun bullets swept across the low walls, splattering the battlements with sand, and some of the bullets passed through the mounds of the battlements, knocking the soldiers hiding behind them directly into the walls. Some bullets were embedded in the blue brick city wall, breaking pieces of bricks more than a foot thick. The defenders' return fire was difficult to reach the position of the machine gun position, and occasionally two stray bullets hit it, but they were only blocked by Makqin's thick shield.

The Mongols did not know how to engage in fire support, and stopped as soon as they launched their submachine guns. But this charge was much more ferocious than the last one, and these men were all like dying, half-open with thick chest hair, and a strange cry that shook the sky, and embraced them in all directions.

Wang Damao led the soldiers to return fire with a row of guns, the distance was too close, the Mongol team was too dense, almost every shot will have someone fall, the executioner of the dart board will also fight wild boars and other large beasts of lead only son mixed with iron sand into the smoothbore gun, each bullet out of the chamber will bring a ghost crying wolf howl, many Mongolians were blinded, lying on the ground groaning in pain, and then trampled to death by the Mongolian horse bandits who crowded behind them. Seeing that the Mongols had approached the city wall, the horse bandits behind them ran forward with ladders.

The Beiyang army was also ruthless, and when they saw the ladder, they pushed down desperately, and the firepower was also concentrated here, and the Mongols who climbed the ladder were knocked down in batches, and the dead bodies were piled up around the ladder. From time to time, horse bandits rushed to the city, and they were all picked down with bayonets, and those men from the western gang had poor ability to run the streets and shoot and fight, but they were also red-eyed, and they jumped off the city wall with their arms around the horse bandits.

Ma Xun, the big shopkeeper of "Dadetong" in Baotou, was distressed and dripping blood, and the guys of the West Gang were all selected by thousands of people, and they must be fellow villagers in Shanxi and cannot have a relationship with the shopkeeper and the owner, and they must be clever and have a good surname??? The training alone takes five years, and everyone is the treasure of the Western Gang. The street runners are the elites of the money bank and the ticket number, these people are the future shopkeepers, counting on them to be in charge, but now these elites in the business world are dying together with those dirty horse bandits, Ma Xun looks at it like a knife.

Wutai gritted his teeth and looked at Baotou City under the city, and an earthen wall less than three feet high stopped him outside. If you can't take the baotou, the horse bandits who have not eaten or drunk will have no other way out in the winter of the vast grassland than to die. At that time, whether you want to make a living on the steppe or go to Russia, you will have no bargaining capital. A dignified county king is not much stronger than a mourning dog!

The firelight from the bullets of machine guns and rifles almost surrounded the battlements of the city walls, but the resistance of the Han Chinese did not weaken in the slightest, and they used bullets, bayonets, and even stones and fists against enemies dozens of times their size. The sounds of fighting and the painful wails of the wounded resounded throughout the grassland, and the wind carried a strong smell of blood.

When Utai was still very young, his father told him that the Manchurians and Mongols were wolves in the steppes and forests, while the Han were sheep, and sheep were born to feed on wolves. He once deeply believed in this sentence, and it was not until he was beaten by Wu Junsheng's patrol battalion after the army was raised that he suddenly woke up to the fact that the identities of wolves and sheep can be exchanged with each other!

Now, the Han people are wolves, and the Mongols are sheep, and the blue wolves of the steppe have been fed into weak sheep by 260 years of hardcore sorghum, and Mongolia is no longer the Mongolia of Genghis Khan's time, or even the Mongolia of the age of Seng Lingqin. Any Han Chinese army has easily defeated the Mongols.

After realizing this, Wutai hated the Han people even more, hating the people who had been ruled by the Manchu and Mongolian nobles for 260 years, and only a little fire could evoke the blood surname.

"The immortal heaven is above, the eagle of the grassland can only make it fly higher if it drinks blood, and the blue wolf of the desert can only sharpen its fangs with the bones of the enemy??? The descendants of Genghis Khan have no cowards, only warriors! Whoever is the first to rush up the city wall and the first to break through the gates, I will give him a tenth of the people of the city as slaves, and the most fertile land as pastures. ”

The battle continued, and the battalion commander of the 20th Division, Wang Damao, did not know how many times he had repelled the Mongol attacks, and his military uniform was stained with blood, and he could not figure out whether it was his own blood or the enemy's blood. The people of the city unloaded the doors and demolished the houses to help them repair the city walls, the young men carried hoes and guillotines to help defend the city, and the women boiled hot oil and human and animal dung and poured them down from the city. The scalded Mongol's skin immediately peels off, and then slowly dies in a groan of pain, crying like a wounded wolf.

From dusk to late at night, the defenders killed and wounded thousands of Mongolian horse bandits, but they themselves suffered heavy losses, and the city gate was lost several times and recaptured several times. The three-inch-thick tin gate was full of mottled bullet holes, and the sunlight shone into the city, reflecting dotted round holes in the ground.

This battalion of more than 400 people in Beiyang can now fight less than 100 people, and more than 40 of them are lightly wounded. The dart master and the executioner of the four major dart games were almost lost, and they beat half of China's "Divine Fist" Dai Yuting's old dart head with a single hand Xingyi Boxing, and was hit by a machine gun bullet in the forehead, and the Tianling cover was lifted off, and the brains and blood were sprinkled on the city, and he died on the spot. Almost all of the men of the Western Gang and the street runners were also killed in the battle, and the Jin merchants, who had been glorious for hundreds of years, were greatly damaged overnight.

Now the total number of bullets of the defenders is less than 200 rows, an average of less than 10 rounds per person, and the two Green cannons have also been blown up, and the two bronze cannons of the "mighty general" pulled from the City God Temple have become decorations because of the exhaustion of gunpowder and iron sand.

Wang Damao smiled bitterly and shook his head, Baotou was finished, and the Mongols only needed to launch one more powerful charge at most to occupy this Plugged Pearl??? The brothers have done their best, they have almost shed the last drop of blood, they are sorry for this country, worthy of the 90,000-mile Guanshan and 5,000 years of glorious China.

However, in the distant Central Plains, who would have known that a terrible battle had taken place here? Perhaps, tomorrow the wind and sand blowing from the plateau will bury the bloodstains, and no one remembers that 400 soldiers did their best to shed their blood for the honor of the country!

"Battalion Commander Wang, you take your brothers to fight a bloody way and go, there are enough horses in the city, you can escape!" Ma Xun sighed deeply.

Wang Damao wiped his face with his sleeve, wiped away the blood stains on his eyes, and then said calmly: "For the country, it is a blessing for a soldier to die on the battlefield with a horse leather shroud!" Escaping at this time, is my Wang Damao still a person? ”

Ma Xun stomped his feet and said: "Baotou can't hold it anymore, we are ordinary people, maybe Wutai won't do anything after robbing the silver and things, he won't let you soldiers go!" ”

Wang Damao smiled indifferently and said: "You know that I am a soldier, I will be a soldier, raise a soldier for a thousand years, and use a soldier for a while, and spill blood and work hard at a critical moment, this is the duty of a soldier!" You don't have to say any more, I can hold on for as long as I can??? Baotou is really lost, don't blame me, your old man! ”

"Hey!" Ma Xun sighed: "How can I blame you?" What is this Republic of China political axe for? When collecting grain and taxes, he is like a wolf and a tiger, but why can't he protect the people from being bullied? What a big president, I think it's a big rice bucket! ”

Wang Damao shook his head and said: "Wutai sneak attacked Baotou, and no one expected it to happen suddenly!" I've heard that the advance army is looking for the main battle of Utai everywhere, and maybe the messenger we sent out will meet them! ”

Ma Xun was silent, the water outside was surrounded by Wutai's horse bandits, and even a fly could not fly out, and the messenger would not fly away!

"Doodoo"

A low horn sounded from below the city, a signal that Utai was preparing for a large-scale attack. The Mongol cavalry, to the whips and curses of the officers, began to assemble again.

Wang Damao and Ma Xun glanced at each other, silent to each other, they both knew that the defenders were already at the end of their crossbows, and this would be the last moment!

"Shopkeeper, shopkeeper, reinforcements have arrived, reinforcements have arrived!"

A guy ran up the steps of the city wall, heard the word "reinforcements", the defenders were suddenly in high spirits, Wang Damao and Ma Xun Tengteng rushed over in a few arrow steps, and the sweaty guy who ran and asked: "Reinforcements?" Where is it? ”

The man panted and pulled out a translation of the telegram, the handwriting on which was so scribbled that it was evident that it had just been translated.

"Da Detong" has a Marconi wireless telegraph made in Italy, but because the power is too small, it can only transmit a distance of 50 kilometers, so it is not used much. It has always been a cable telegraph with a telegraph office. Just now, I suddenly received a telegram, saying that the main force of the advance army of the expedition to Mongolia had quickly rushed to Baotou. The man in charge of guarding the wireless telegraph was overjoyed, and hurriedly called back to the advance army, telling them that the main force of Wutai was in Baotou, and asked them to rush to support 100,000 troops.

As soon as Ma Xun's brows opened, he furrowed again, and muttered to himself with the telegram translation: "It's too late, they are still in Tuoketo, nearly a hundred miles away from here, and it takes three hours to ride a fast horse, no matter what, it's too late!" ”

Wang Damao smiled indifferently and said, "Okay, let the advance army of Zhengmeng avenge our Baotou soldiers and civilians!" With that, he waved a telegram and shouted: "Brothers, the main force of the advance army of 20,000 men has arrived, and the advance is less than five miles from Baotou??? Kill all these bandits for me! ”

Ma Xun obviously knew that he was lying, but he was inevitably shocked by passion, and he also shouted in soft Shanxi dialect: "Brothers, the people of Baotou are grateful to you, as long as we keep Baotou, we Dadetong will take out 100,000 taels, no, 200,000 taels of silver to reward the brothers of the 20th Division!" ”

"Kill all the bandits!" There was a cheer at the head of the city, and the shouts of more than a hundred remnants of soldiers actually suppressed the roar of tens of thousands of Mongols under the city!

Looking at these wounded soldiers covered in blood, Ma Xun burst into tears, he secretly shook his head, Baotou City must not be able to hold it, no matter how much reward they can't get, even if they block another attack by Wutai, they will last for more than half an hour at most.

Utai was stunned by the tenacity of the defenders, he didn't expect that Baotou, which was guarded by hundreds of people, was such a difficult bone to gnaw, and after fighting for half a day and a night, he actually lost thousands of people. Delentai was killing, dozens of horse bandits who were scared to run away, tied up strongly, he personally picked up the ghost head knife and cut off the heads one by one, the blood mole on the right half of his face was red and purple, until the big knife collapsed, he threw down the knife stupidly.

"Father Khan, the bullets of the Han people are almost exhausted, I will personally lead people to rush once, and I will definitely be able to capture Baotou!" After Delentai's murder, he was in a good mood.

Wutai said coldly: "What is your identity?" Fighting and charging is the business of those slaves, and you continue to supervise the war! I don't believe it, these Han people are all iron! ”

It is absolutely impossible to get from Tuoketo to Baotou in half an hour???? Unless the advance army can fly!

(To be continued)