"Rush out and kill all these officers and soldiers!"

Mumba is not as rugged as other Mongolian people, on the contrary, he is short, but he is a horn who dares to play with his life when he fights, and many people are afraid of him, and although he begs for a living under Baiyin Dalai, because Mumba's Mengban is regarded as a brother and is also loved by his subordinates, he also has a group of brothers who are loyal to him.

With a pair of narrow eyes, instead of sitting back and waiting to be killed and wasting time in the city, it is better to give full play to the advantage of his cavalry's speed, suddenly rush out, and launch a counter-charge against these officers and troops outside, maybe there is still a glimmer of life.

"Squeak"

The gate of the palace suddenly opened, and a group of small black dots were wirelessly magnified in the dark night.

After an afternoon of fighting, Mumba gathered the five hundred horsemen who could still fight, and took advantage of the night to suddenly open the gate and launch a counter-charge against the new army outside.

"Kill" Mumba crouched on his horse, greatly reducing the risk of being hit by bullets, and waved the saber in his hand at the soldiers of the first battalion who rushed to the front.

This sudden change made the soldiers of the first battalion who rushed to the front a little confused, after all, at such a close distance, and the bandits rode condescendingly, the rifles in their hands became burning sticks.

"The front team of the shed changed to the rear team, and retreated towards the two wings."

In this chaotic situation, the same grassroots sentry commander stepped forward, and this is the time to show their resilience.

"Quick, water the machine gun!"

At this time, the Maxim heavy machine gun was still water-cooled, and warm water had to be poured into it before firing.

Under the command of these grassroots non-commissioned officers, the first battalion in front gradually restored order, and while retreating to the rear, it was blocking the Mongolian bandits, not to mention these soldiers, even the commander of the first standard, Shu Houde, could not have imagined that this Mongolian bandits still had the ability to launch a wave of counter-charge, and in a way similar to suicide, which was really much beyond his expectations.

At such a close distance, the bandits believe in the war horses under them, as well as the sabers in their hands, past experience tells them that the Han army is afraid of death, only a few times to charge, these Han troops will run away.

"Kill!" Mumba successively overturned a few soldiers who were left behind, and at this time, the confidence of the Mongolian bandits rose greatly, and they gradually relaxed, thinking that this time the officers and troops would be the same as before, and the Mongolian iron cavalry broke through the defense line, looking at the retreating officers and soldiers, under the leadership of Mumba, this pair of Mongolian bandits in order to speed up the charge, Suo Xìng lifted the body lying on horseback.

"Da Da Da"

The scorching bullets rained down on the bandits who rushed towards the opposite side, and Mumba felt a sharp pain all over his body, and the bullets bit on his body, and his body shook unresistibly. Looking down with difficulty, his body had been punched out of dozens of blood holes, and finally saw the strength of the firepower of the new army, it seemed that he still underestimated the new army, with such a thought, Mumba fell down with bloodshot eyes.

"Two leaders, two leaders!" The surrounding bandits screamed and suddenly fell into a panic. The snake can't do it without a head, and without a commander, the army will fall into a scattered sand, not to mention these bandits who have not been systematically trained.

"Call me!" The first battalion would not stop attacking because of the panic of the bandits, and even for the soldiers of the first battalion, they were eager to bite these bandits at this time, because just now these bandits were wielding sabers and killing many of their comrades.

"Withdraw, quickly withdraw to the palace!" Finally a bandit reacted, this big guy who can spit fire is too terrible, no matter how powerful the descendants of Genghis Khan are, they are also **mortals.

It's just that in front of these more than a dozen Maxin machine guns, they have no way back, under the deterrence of the fire tongue of the Maxin machine guns, the war horses are becoming more and more panicked, and the bandit formation at this time is becoming more and more chaotic.

"Neighing" The neighing of the horses is extremely miserable, when the cavalry encounters the Maxine machine gun can only be a huge tragedy, for this tragedy He Tianci has seen too much, from the rì Russian war to the battle with the Mongolian bandits, He Tianci deeply realized that the role of cavalry in this era has gradually been weakened, and an era of mechanization is coming, so the cavalry of this era itself is a tragedy.

The so-called Mongolian iron cavalry, under such heavy weapons, is just a group of live targets, but the role of these Mongolian bandits can not be smaller, maybe just after the battle is killed, turn into chūn mud to protect flowers, in this vast grassland and mountain, turned into fertilizer, to nourish the land where they have grown.

In just five minutes, these five hundred Mongolian warriors were all killed, looking at the corpses everywhere, He Tianci thought of the troubled times again, maybe his success was based on the corpses of these people, looking at the corpses everywhere, He Tianci knew that the palace in front of him was about to belong to him.

With the Prince's Mansion being breached, Tongliao City was basically calmed down, and there was only occasional sporadic resistance, but under the identification of Taqige, Baiyin Dalai himself was not found.

After a short division of labor, the first standard in charge of the main attack just now was responsible for cleaning up the battlefield, and the third standard was responsible for pursuing Baiyin Dalai.

At first, when Baiyin Dalai fled, he only cared about fleeing for his life in the dark night, and fled towards the north of Tongliao City, because Timur, who was sent out by Baiyin Dalai to collect grain and grass, was stationed in Shuangliao Town in the north, but unfortunately, at this time, the garrison stationed in Shuangliao Town had been replaced by the second standard of the Eleventh Town, so what was waiting for Baiyin Dalai was only death.

The Timur in their mouth had just been annihilated by the second standard of the crazy Zhang just an hour ago, and the second standard led by the madman Zhang was enjoying the delicacies collected by Timur, and the cattle and sheep stolen by the bandits were all made wedding dresses for the second standard.

"Oh no, the bandits are here!"

Baiyin Dalai and Tao Ketao can not be compared, the military discipline corruption has a very poor reputation among the local herdsmen, and this time the first to discover the remnants of Baiyin Dalai is not the second standard of Zhang Madman, but the local Liao River north bank of a group training called Liujia Tunzi, these local group training is to beat the water dogs, but a look at the long spear and short knife in the hand, and the weapons of the Mongolian bandits are not the same grade, which can only rely on the north of the official army who just lived in Shuangliao.

The local group practice is very afraid of Baiyin Dalai, the whole Tongliao has been in a state of no zhèng fǔ over the years, and the villagers in the village have pinned their hopes on their brothers, but where are the brothers under their own hands who are the opponents of Baiyin Dalai, and they have not been less affected by Baiyin Dalai over the years. (To be continued.) )