What's even worse is that the rest of the tartars were severely shocked by the dense gunfire like popping beans. Looking at the companions in the front row, they fell in pieces as if they were mowing grass, and they didn't have time to react for a while. Heaven and hell are separated by a wall. They were still longing for heaven just now, but now it has become hell in an instant, how can they accept it so easily?

"Free Fire!"

"Shoot as fast as you can!"

Zhang Zhun said in a deep voice.

The Tartars have been defeated, and the convoy must hurry up and drop the maximum amount of ammunition into the ranks of the Tartars. Because it is a battle in the dark, there is no requirement for accuracy, just shoot at the tartars. As long as the Tartar is in the path of the Mini bullet, it will definitely be knocked down.

After giving the order, Zhang Zhun turned his head and observed the situation of the troops. Just when he saw a familiar face, he smiled and said, "Wen Yong, it's up to you!" Show what you can do! Let the Tartars see what a fast gunner is! ”

The warrior named Wen Yong hurriedly replied, "My lord! I will! ”

Zhang Zhun smiled and nodded, making a gesture of encouragement.

Wen Yong suddenly became even more excited.

"Bang!"

Immediately, he quickly loaded, raised his gun, and fired.

All in one go, without the slightest pause.

"Bang!"

Immediately after, reloaded, raised, and shot.

The movements are like flowing water, skillful and free.

"Bang bang bang!"

Wen Yong's cycle repeated, and the gunshots continued.

While the other fighters generally fired only four or five shots, he had already fired six!

Zhang Zhun secretly admired that if every soldier in the escort team had Wen Yong's shooting speed and the combat effectiveness of the escort team, there would be hope to raise it to a higher level again. It's a pity that there are still a few top-notch people like Wen Yong!

"Bang bang bang!"

The gunfire continued, and Wen Yong was completely immersed in the fun of shooting.

Everything around him, including Zhang Zhun, was excluded from his mind.

In front of his eyes, there was only a chaotic Tartar.

Also, it's the tiger in your hand.

In fact, Wen Yong did like this way of shooting.

Because, free fire allows him to maximize his reloading speed. He was already able to fire five bullets when most of his companions were between sixty breaths and could only fire four bullets at most. Even, occasionally, he can fire six bullets.

[Author's note: Sixty breaths, that is, sixty seconds.] Zhang Zhun did not have a precise timekeeping tool, so he could only rely on his own experience to count sixty times as a minute. The warriors called it Sixty Breaths. Inaccurate timing, don't take it seriously according to the party! 】

Wen Yong is an ordinary escort soldier who only joined the escort after conquering Fushan City. Compared to the others, he is a new fighter in no words. However, Wen Yong has a characteristic, that is, he is particularly ingenious. Before joining the escort team, he was very agile with his hands and feet, and no matter what he did, he was a cut faster than others. He was even able to hold flying flies with chopsticks.

After joining the escort team, for various reasons, Wen Yong did not get the tiger gun immediately, and could only use a wooden gun for repeated monotonous reloading training. Obviously, this is very boring training, and after practicing for about half an hour, you will feel very bored. However, Wen Yong is very happy about this. Because, he found that when he did this kind of action, he was also much faster than others. Therefore, he always insisted on training.

When the real Tiger Ben was released, Wen Yong's talent was immediately discovered by Commander Wu Xinshui. After Wu Xinshui's guidance, Wen Yong's reloading speed increased even faster. Soon, the whole team of the escort team knew that in the Second Association, there was a fast gunner named Wen Yong. After personally testing Wen Yong's shooting speed, Zhang Zhun happily gave Wen Yong a special honor, that is:

Fast Gunslinger!

"Bang bang bang!"

Wen Yong concentrated on loading, raising his gun, and shooting.

The gunfire continued, and the muzzles of the guns continued to erupt into flames.

"Thirty-four."

"Thirty-five."

"Thirty-six."

…… Wen Yong silently counted how many shots he fired.

When he fired thirty-six shots, the other fighters basically fired about twenty-five shots. Each of the 500 Tiger Guns fired 25 Mini rounds, for a total of more than 12,500 rounds. In other words, in a very short period of time, a large number of Mini bullets, like a storm, swept overwhelmingly towards the Tartars, and there was no shooting blind spot at all.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the head-on blow suffered by the Tartars in a storm.

At this moment, the Tartar was completely blinded.

Dan Rending took a few subordinates and walked to the front, wanting to outflank the back of the Ming army. After discovering that the Ming army had no artillery at all, Dan Rending's purpose was to block the road for the Ming army to retreat. He wanted to wipe out the entire Ming army. Therefore, his impact speed is fast. The sporadic gunshots of the Ming army, Dan Rending did not pay attention to them. However, when the burst of gunfire rang out, he immediately sensed that something was wrong.

The gunfire is so fierce, it must be that the Ming army has reinforcements!

Judging by his experience, the Ming army that fired at this time must have been more than 1,000 people!

In other words, they are indeed in their pockets!

"Retreat!"

Dan Ren Ding hurriedly roared.

At the same time, he quickly turned around and ran backwards!

However, it was already too late.

How could a stormy Mini bullet leak him?

In fact, the moment Dan Ren Ding just turned around, he felt as if his body had been hit hard several times in a row, as if something had penetrated into his body. It's cool, it's a wonderful feeling. Then, he felt that the scene in front of him had changed all its appearance.

Countless hideous faces appeared in front of him, none other than those who had been killed by him. Among them, there were old people, children, young women, and young girls, and they all rushed at him and tore at him all over his body. Then the figures all dispersed, leaving only a sharp laugh of gratification and revenge.

Immediately after, Dan Rending felt that his consciousness quickly blurred, and his eyes quickly darkened. Eventually, in front of me, it became an endless darkness. His consciousness, too, at this time, was completely terminated.

"Poof!"

Tanren Din's body curled up forward and fell to the ground.

Blood gushed from his ribs and seeped deep into the dirt.

No one noticed that Tan Ren Ding had fallen. Or maybe he found that Dan Rendin had fallen, but deliberately pretended not to see it. At this time, the Tartars were completely out of control. Tartars are brave and fearless of death, but when they are hit by such a devastating surname, they will also panic, and they will also subconsciously hind themselves and want to flee for their lives.

"Steady!"

"Onward!"

"Don't go back!"

"Everyone, all forward!"

Seeing the panic of his subordinates, Mu Geda felt deeply bad, but reflexively roared. As a Niu Lu Zhangjing of the Dajin Force, Mu Geda knew very well that at this time, if he retreated, it would be equivalent to the annihilation of the entire army.

We must move forward!

Grit your teeth and move forward!

Mu Geda is convinced that the willpower and courage of the Dajin army are much stronger than the Ming army on the opposite side! The Ming army just relied on the sharpness of firearms to temporarily win the first round! They must continue to move forward, shorten the distance between the two sides, and fight the Ming army as hand-to-hand as possible!

As long as the two sides fight hand-to-hand, the Ming army will definitely retreat!

Except for the Guanning Iron Cavalry, no Ming army has the courage to fight hand-to-hand with the Dajin Force!

"Onward!"

"Don't retreat!"

Mukta's face was hideous, and he shouted viciously.

A North Korean second Tartar panicked and happened to run past Mgkata's side. With a fierce swing of his knife, Mukkata hacked him to the ground. Another tartar tried to run backwards from Mgkata's side. Mukkata also swung his knife and hacked him to death.

"Who dares to run backwards!"

"Running backwards! Kill them all! ”

Mugata roared hysterically.

Finally, after slashing two of his subordinates in quick succession, he managed to stabilize the Tartars' ranks.

The Tartars who tried to escape, under the threat of Mukkata, had to temporarily abandon their plans to escape. In fact, within the Tartars, the punishment for unauthorized retreat was very severe, the capital offense was the lightest, and there were many more severe punishments. The Houjin army fought so bravely, and these severe punishment measures are inseparable.

"Rush forward!"

"Rush up and fight the Han dog!"

After stabilizing the team, Mu Geda immediately assigned the task.

In desperation, all the Tartars had to bite the bullet and move forward again.

"Take out your archery!"

"Shoot those dogs!"

Mu Keda's voice came fiercely from behind.

In fact, without his orders, the archers of the Tartars were already desperate to fight back.

For these Tartars, there is no way back for them. If Mukkada doesn't let them retreat, they can't retreat. Even if they retreat and escape by luck, and go back to Tianheng Island, it will be a dead end. For the enforcement of military law, any superior of the Tartars is extremely ruthless. In the fierce battlefield, there are countless examples of killing their own sons with their own hands.

To move forward is to die, to go backward is to die, only to move forward.

Perhaps, desperately moving forward, there is still a way to live!

From the bottom of their hearts, the Tartars absolutely did not believe that the Ming army had the courage to fight them hand-to-hand.

As long as you get close to the Ming army and fight them hand-to-hand, the unfavorable situation of this battle will be completely reversed!

Inspired by this idea, the Tartars once again launched an attack.

The archers of the Tartars shot arrows one after another.

These archers, knowing deep down that they were most likely to be knocked to the ground in the next moment, so they seized every second and desperately released their arrows. Moreover, the strength of each arrow has reached the peak of the strength of the human body. For an archer who could be knocked down at any moment, saving effort is completely unnecessary!

"Whoosh!"

Sharp arrows kept whistling.

The fierce shooting of the Tartar archers who were not afraid of death still achieved some results. From time to time, a convoy fighter was hit and fell on the spot, and his life and death were uncertain. However, such casualties, for the convoy, are completely acceptable. Therefore, Zhang Zhun appeared very calm. The other guards also seemed very calm. They were not afraid of the fall of their companions. What they have to do is to pour as much ammunition as Wen Yong did on the Tartar in the shortest possible time!

"Bang bang bang!"

The dense gunfire drowned out all other sounds on the battlefield.

Whether it's someone falling to the ground, someone screaming, someone moaning, someone shouting, someone crying, someone talking to themselves, someone giggling, someone gasping for air...... All voices are inaudible to outsiders. The only thing I can hear is myself.

Wood Gata gasped.

Standing at the back of the team, he could clearly see how his subordinates fell. No matter how fast they run, no matter how agile they jump, no matter how fierce the arrows they shoot, in front of the defenders' firearms, they are like sika deer, falling without suspense. In the clearing in front of him, the corpses of the Tartars, almost next to each other, did not even have a gap. From this, it can be seen that the Tartars simply did not have the ability to break through the fire network of the defenders.

"Damn the Dog......"

Mugeta groaned weakly.

Looking at the rows of fallen subordinates, Mu Geda finally believed that his judgment was wrong.

The strength of the Ming army was completely unexpected by him. He could estimate that in a very short period of time, at least hundreds of people had been lost here in the gunfire like popping beans just now. The defenders' firearms are still so strong, if he continues to ask his subordinates to attack, the only end is to be completely annihilated!

It's horrible!

It's horrible!

Mu Geda couldn't understand why the Ming army in Fushan City was so powerful. He was convinced that even the three major battalions of the Ming army in Yanjing were not as powerful as the Ming army in Fushan City! Unfortunately, now was not the time for him to think about it. He must now decide: continue the offensive or retreat immediately!

Continuing to attack, they could not break through the fire network of the Ming army, and only all of them were killed. Immediately retreat, the Ming army is very likely to catch up, chase and flee, the casualties of the Tartars will also be very heavy. Whether it is attacking or retreating, it is a very painful thing for the Tartars at this time!

"Withdraw!"

In desperation, Mu Geda had no choice but to order loudly.

Continue to attack, only all of them will be killed, only retreat, and there will be a glimmer of life.

Hearing the order to retreat, all the surviving Tartars couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. They turned around and ran without thinking. The powerful firepower of the Ming army has completely frightened them. For fear that if you run slower, you may be caught up by the Ming army.

"My lord, the Tartar has escaped!"

Zhang Youcai shouted excitedly.

"I can't run!"

Zhang Zhun said coldly.

Yes, it is true that the Tartars cannot run.

On their way to retreat, Zhang Zhun had three huge gifts waiting for them.

"Ignition!"

Zhang Zhun shouted coldly.

Li Jiaxi took the lead in igniting the fire.

"Snort!"

The fuse emitted a snorting fire and spread in the direction where the mine was.

Despite the cover-up, the fuse was still more conspicuous in the dark.

"Keep shooting!"

"Don't chase!"

Zhang Zhun continued to give orders.

There are three big packages waiting in front, and the soldiers of the escort team, don't go up to join in the fun. Such a bustle was carefully prepared by the Grim Reaper, and no one else accepted it except for the Tartars.

In the sound of ping-pong gunshots, the flash of the fuse, which quickly extended, had almost burned to the position of the mine. As long as it takes about ten breaths, those Tartars can take the dirt plane. Of course, the Tartars will not know what an airplane is.

In the panic, a Tartar seemed to notice the fuse. He didn't actually notice the horror behind the firelight, but subconsciously walked over and raised the scimitar in his hand to cut off the firelight.

Zhang Zhun took the tiger gun handed over by Zhang Youcai and aimed at this tartar.

If the Tartar slashes the fuse, the package will be useless.

"Bang!"

The gun went off.

The tartar was planted headlong on the ground.

Brigadier Zhang threw the tiger and threw it back to Zhang Youcai, and at the same time took another tiger from Liu Chenzi's hand.

Another Tartar was targeted.

The tartar also looked at the fuse with some blankness, and then raised the scimitar. This action immediately brought him death.

"Bang!"

The gun went off.

The tartar also fell headlong to the ground.

In this way, Zhang Zhun sniped three Tartars in a row.

Finally, no Tartar noticed the burning of the fuse anymore.

The other Tartars didn't feel that anything was wrong, the battlefield, anything could happen. Tartars are also people, not gods, and in such a situation, it is impossible for all people to notice that the fuse is wrong.

"Whew!"

The fuse suddenly disappeared.

Everyone's hearts couldn't help but jump slightly.

Although everyone present knew that this was the fuse that continued to burn in the ground, and it may not be more than two breaths before the mine exploded, everyone still felt nervous.

At this time, a Tartar also noticed it. Curiously, he used the spear in his hand to pick at the place where the fuse's flame had disappeared. As if to see how the fire disappeared. Suddenly, he seemed to wake up to something, and shouted wah-wah-wah.

"Bang!"

Zhang Zhun raised his hand and shot again.

The tartar fell on its back, and the spear fell freely.

Mugeta also seemed to sense something. He subconsciously stopped and looked behind him. He was running fast and was already far away from where the first mine had been laid. However, around the mines, there were at least thirty or forty more Tartars.

Quiet.

Quiescence!

Deathly silence!

Mu Geda suddenly felt that all the sounds on the battlefield had disappeared strangely.

In front of him, every movement seemed to be a pantomime.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a ball of fire burst out from the ground.

The loud sound of the landslide cracking almost cracked everyone's eardrums.

Everyone near Maojiatun, whether it was the soldiers of the escort team or the Tartars, couldn't help but reflexively squat down. Mu Geda rolled to the ground even more reflexively, embarrassed. This is an instinctive human action when encountering danger, and does not require any training.

The first super mine exploded.

In the explosion that soared into the sky, all the surrounding Tartars disappeared.

No one knows where they were blown up, and no one knows how many pieces they were blown into. At the scene, only a huge pit remained, and in the dark, it was impossible to see how deep it was. But one thing is certain, all the thatched houses within more than 50 zhang around the pit have been overturned. Even the strongest typhoon could not cause such damage.

"Snort!"

At about the same moment, Peng Bo lit the second fuse.

This mine, a little far from the first one. This is specially designed. According to Zhang Zhun's assumption, the Tartar, who was already greatly injured, would definitely be terrified and speed up his escape after being blown up by the first mine. When they escape, according to the human instinct of escape, it is easy to gather in groups. The vicinity of the well was the shortest route to escape, and most of the Tartars had to pass through here.

Sure enough, after a loud bang, the Tartars were devastated, and they gathered in a panic from all directions, near the well, trying to flee from here to the beach. In a few moments, fifty or sixty people gathered near the well. Someone stood next to the well, looking in horror at the place where the explosion had just occurred, in disbelief what had happened.

Seeing so many people gathered here, other Tartars, especially those who worked hard for the Tartars, subconsciously leaned over here. It's as if the more people there are, the more you can feel safe. The panicked Tartars would never know that there was another huge mine right next to them.

"Snort!"

The fuse is getting closer and closer.

The panicked Tartar did not notice the existence of the fuse at all.

This doomed them to tragedy again.

"Boom!"

Then there was another loud bang, and a second mine exploded.

The blazing and dazzling firelight, the earth-shattering loud noise, and the pillar of smoke that soared into the sky made the power of the second mine perfectly manifested. The mine completely tore the well apart in an instant. The stones around the well, when blown up, can just increase the lethality of the mines. After a loud bang, all the tartars next to the well fell, and not a single one stood upright. The thatched houses around the well were also all wiped out.

"Quack!"

The other Tartars were frightened by the two loud bangs.

If they were just panicked when they were attacked head-on by the Ming army, now they are completely desperate. The Ming army has such a powerful firearm and such a powerful mine, this is completely a battle between two worlds, do you want people to live?

Some wise Tartars have already realized that this is a mine used by the Ming army. Although the Ming army's firearms have always been very ineffective, this mine is a more headache. The Ming army once used pressurized mines on the Liaodong front, and the Tatar cavalry could easily detonate as long as they stepped on it. This weapon can be regarded as one of the more damaging to the Tartars. It's just that the Ming army didn't have much courage, and it was more difficult to get them to come out and lay mines. The Tartars would not easily let the Ming army out of the city.

However, in the small affiliated village of Fushan City, they were hit by two huge mines! All the Tartars want to cry without tears! I've seen bullies, but I've never seen such bullies! When we attacked just now, you didn't detonate it, and when we defeated it, you detonated it, isn't this going to make matters worse and throw you into the well? Despicable! Shameless! Crazy! Lost conscience!

"Withdraw!"

"Retreat to the beach!"

Mukkata roared hysterically.

Two earth-shattering loud noises made Mu Geda's heart split. He couldn't imagine what kind of army the Ming army in Fushan City was, and the power of firearms was huge and powerful. After a brief period of losing his soul, Mu Geda finally reacted. He subconsciously felt that there might be more mines in this Maojiatun. If you don't leave this ghost place quickly, maybe when, there will be another loud bang, and dozens of people will be gone.

Mukgta didn't understand how he had escaped the two explosions. In fact, the location of the two explosions was behind his buttocks, not far away. In fact, the powerful wave of qi generated by the second explosion had already knocked him to the ground. However, he quickly got up, patted his butt, and continued to flee towards the beach. In any case, he finally picked up a small life and came back.

After running to the beach, Mu Geda was barely relieved. While shouting at the sampans to immediately dock and pick them up, he kept yelling for all the surviving Tartars in Maojiatun to withdraw. Fortunately, the Ming army did not have a naval division nearby, otherwise, they would definitely be wiped out.

"Want to run?"

"It's late."

Wu Qingliang said slowly, lighting the third fuse.

The third place where the mines were laid, at the crossroads of Maojiatun, was the only way for the Tartars to retreat. It's close to the beach. It was here that the Tartars went ashore just now, and then entered Maojiatun. The mines were planted in a rotten house filled with jars and jars. These jars and jars are all porcelain fired in Maojiatun before, because the quality is not up to par, they can't be sold, so they are all stacked here and moldy. As soon as the mines explode, all these pots and jars will be shattered, turning into pieces of fragments that will burst out in all directions, and the effect can be imagined.

Now, the only concern is whether the mine can be effectively detonated. After all, the mine fuse is too long, and the series of explosions just now, as well as the trampling of people, including various objects falling from high altitudes, may cut the fuse. However, even if this gift package cannot be delivered, the remaining Tartars will have no chance to escape.

Because, at this time, from the sea west of Maojiatun, a pirate ship appeared. On the high mast, fluttering is the red six-pointed star flag unique to the escort. When the Tartars tried to escape by boat, the sailor detachment led by Yang Guohua and Zhou Zhengyu, as well as the Zou Mingjia squad that supported the sailor detachment in combat, were just right.

"How so?"

"What the hell went wrong?"

Seeing the sudden appearance of the pirate ship, the despair in Mu Keta's heart can be imagined.

The pirate ship appeared at the right time at this time, and it was obviously the warship of the Ming army. The purpose of its arrival was to cut off their retreat by sea. The failure on land was a mess, which had already made Mu Geda have suicidal thoughts, but unexpectedly, even the waterway was outflanked. For a moment, desperate thoughts enveloped Mu Keda's whole body.

(To be continued)