Chapter 613: There may not be a rainbow after the storm

"Withdraw!"

"Withdraw!"

"Withdraw!"

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In his sight, the dense warriors of the Great Golden Kingdom were falling one by one. The fire guns of the Tiger Army, as well as the cannons, are really too ferocious. The roaring guns were not at all something that the flesh and blood of the Dajin Army could resist. In the face of artillery fire, whether you are a newly adult Dajin Army or a battle-hardened white-armored soldier, the fate is the same.

Some of the fierce soldiers of the Dajin Army, stepping on the blood of their comrades, turned over the fallen war horses, and launched an attack on Dongjiabao without any harm. They desperately shot arrows one after another, hoping to contain the fire of the Tiger Army, and then cover the retreat of their companions. Their spirit touched Azig. It's a pity that their lives are like a flash in the pan, and they were knocked down in the blink of an eye.

There were also some Tartar cavalry, finding that the situation was not good, so they turned their horses around and hit the gate of Dongjiabao like crazy. Under such circumstances, if they were able to break through the gate of Dongjiabao, they might be able to reverse the situation. It's a pity that the fort gate of Dongjiabao has been completely blocked by boulders, unless there is a battering ram or a rushing car, otherwise, relying on the impact of war horses, the fort gate is not moved at all. Those fierce Tartar cavalry can only be smashed to the ground on the fort gate.

"Up!"

"Keep attacking!"

"Don't retreat! Don't retreat! ”

In the midst of the chaos of the crowd, Tulkun roared like crazy.

This Tartar's armor Lazhangjing frantically waved the scimitar in his hand, shouting at the Tartars around him, asking them to continue to rush forward. From the horn in the back, of course Tulkun heard. However, he could not accept such an order. Because, he had no chance to retreat at all. As soon as they turn around, the guns of the Tartars will completely cover them.

Only by rushing forward and attacking Dongjiabao may still have a way to live. Even if there is no way to live, they have a chance to exchange lives for lives. At his distance, the archers of the Dajin army were already able to shoot the enemy at the head of the city. If they had turned and retreated, they would never have had such a chance again.

It's a pity that there are too few Tartars who have the same idea as Turkun. The vast majority of Tartars are accustomed to receiving orders. The military regulations of the Tartars are very strict, so strict that they have no sense of violating the order at all. Hearing the horn, most of the Tartars quickly turned and retreated. As a result, they gave up their backs to the guns of the Tiger Ben Army in vain, and then were killed in pieces.

"Up!"

"Attack!"

"Don't retreat!"

Tulkun brandished his scimitar and marched lonely towards Dongjiabao.

He didn't want to retreat, he didn't want to be killed on the way to retreat. He is willing to let the bullets of the Tiger Ben Army hit him from the front, and he is not willing to let the bullets of the Tiger Ben Army shoot into his back. As a result, he got his wish.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Several Minnie bullets in a row hit Turkun's body one after another, bursting out with blood flowers. Tulkun felt as if his body had been hit hard by something, and then, the strength of his whole body was drained, and his hands and feet felt soft. The scimitar in his hand couldn't help but get out of his hand.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, another Mini bullet flew and hit Turkun directly in the head.

Blood splattered. Tulkun's body stood still for about two seconds, and then slowly collapsed to the ground. Then, his upper body began to slowly fall backwards, and finally fell silently into the pile of corpses. Beside him, there were at least a dozen corpses of Tartars, at least two of whom were white-armored soldiers.

"Woooooo

"Woooooo

"Woooooo

The low and tragic horn reverberates desperately on the battlefield.

If you could blow every one of his subordinates away with the horns, Azig would definitely do his best. It's a pity that in the whimper of the horn, a large area of tartar still keeps falling. Even if they receive the horn, it is not easy to withdraw it quickly. The idle battlefield is like a muddy pond, it is easy to sink into, but it is difficult to exit!

The shooting of the artillery battalion of the Tiger Ben Army was exquisite. The first thing they shot was the longest-range grapegre, the back of the tartar. When this part of the Tartars was knocked down, a large number of corpses, as well as all kinds of debris, piled up on the ground, greatly obstructing the way for the Tartars in front to retreat. As more Tartars were knocked down, this area became even more embarrassed, and the originally flat area almost became a tortuous and difficult moat.

If it weren't for the pursuit of the guns of the Tiger Ben Army, perhaps most of the Tartars would still be able to find a way to escape in the chaos. However, under the roar of the guns of the Tiger Army, even the most calm Tartar inevitably showed signs of panic. In the panic, it is even more difficult to find a way to escape. Unless it is blessed by God, it is simply impossible to rely on one's own strength.

Many tartars, just as they were looking for a way out, were hit by Minnie bullets from behind, or by marbles from grape bullets falling from the sky, and fell to the ground. Their downfall often makes the road even more congested. Due to the impassability of the road and the accumulation of blood and water, there was even a dark red lake of blood in the middle of some corpse piles. If someone accidentally steps into it, they will be drownel in blood.

"Hurry, hurry! Don't look like an old lady! ”

"One, two, three, four, five, we waited very hard!"

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, we are waiting in a hurry!"

Xu Ziwen, Liu Chenzi, Mo Ru and others were constantly yelling at their subordinates.

At such a time, the grapefruit projectile thrown by the Wyvern Cannon is undoubtedly the most lethal weapon. Grapeballs flying in the sky, you don't need to aim at all, you can knock down pieces of tartars. To annihilate as much of the living force of the Tartars as possible, of course, it is necessary to throw as many grapeshotpie bombs as possible in the shortest possible time.

"Tom tom!"

"Tom tom!"

"Tom tom!"

The sound of cannons was incessant, resounding in the sky.

I only saw large marbles falling, creating pools of blood. The Tartars within the range of the pool of blood are either dead or wounded. There are very few people who can get away with it. The worst thing is that those defeated Tartars may not have lost their breath, but they are unable to evacuate by their own strength. So, they desperately called out to their companions, hoping that they would take them away.

As a result, they don't get any response. More marbles then fall, or Minnie balls flying wildly, eventually transporting them to another world. And the panicked horses trampled over them, and trampled them into a pool of blood. As for those war horses that run wildly, they will also not survive long and will be knocked over to the ground. Their targets are too big to dodge all the bullets, and it's impossible to dodge them.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The gunfire was also incessant.

All the positions on the walls of Dongjiabao that could be shot were full of people. Inside Dongjiabao, people who can shoot have basically appeared. When the Tartar blew the horn, Yang Zixuan also pulled the reserve team up. Who doesn't like beating up the water dogs?

For the Tiger Ben soldiers of the Dingzi Battalion, there is almost no need to aim when shooting, because there are people everywhere outside, and you just need to desperately load, shoot, reload, shoot, and repeat. If it hits, it will be the luck of the Tiger Army. If you don't hit, it's the luck of the Tartars.

Of course, a large number of Tartars gathered around Dongjiabao, and they would not sit still. Within the effective range, the archery of the Tartars is still very fierce. Some of the cornered Tartars, giving up the chance to escape, shot a large number of arrows in. From time to time, there will also be soldiers of the Tiger Ben Army who die.

"My lord, let's do it too! We apply to go to war! ”

Liu Xunchun suddenly came to Zhang Zhun and pleaded eagerly.

The scene outside the city made Liu Xunchun and the others can't help but boil their blood, and they can't wait to immediately plunge into the battle to eliminate the Tartars. The Tartars, who have always been extremely ferocious, were actually embarrassed to hug their heads and run around under the blows of the Tiger Ben Army, and there is nothing more desirable in the world. If he missed such an opportunity, Liu Xunchun felt that he would regret it for the rest of his life.

"Be careful."

Zhang Zhun pondered for a moment and nodded gently.

The current Tartar has no attack power, and it is indeed beneficial to let the soldiers of the Cangzhou Volunteer Army experience a little training. In addition to being simple fighters, they are also the spark of rebellion, and the rebellion activities of Beizhili in the future will have to rely on them. A beating of tartars is definitely good for cultivating their self-confidence.

"Thank you, Lord Governor!"

Liu Xunchun was overjoyed, and after thanking Zhang Zhun, he immediately took the soldiers of the Cangzhou Volunteer Army to pick up the sacrificed Tiger Ben Army soldiers and join the battle ranks.

The operation of the Tiger Ben Gong is actually not complicated, they have been observing from the side for a long time, and they have long understood the operation. It's all about proficiency. However, in such a situation, they can fire two or three mini rounds per minute, even if they are not very skilled. It's not a lot, but it's a small help.

"Bang!"

Liu Xunchun quickly fired his first Minnie bullet.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Other Cangzhou Volunteer soldiers also opened fire.

The Mini bullets they fired flew wildly on the battlefield, and they didn't know whether they hit the target or not. But it doesn't matter, that's what they want. Those tartars, who were beaten badly, gave them great courage and confidence.

The soldiers of the Cangzhou Volunteer Army, from now on, can proudly announce that they have really done it with the Tartars. This kind of glory is not available to ordinary people. In the entire Ming Kingdom, how many people can claim that they have done it with real knives and guns with Tartars? Perhaps the Ming army of the Liaodong Army could announce this loudly. However, it seems that there is such an opportunity to beat the Tartars, has the Liaodong Army ever had it? The reverse is pretty much the same.

Under the cover of the guns of the Tiger Ben Army, the Tartars outside Dongjiabao were already in chaos. The fleeing Tartars were also constantly killed. Occasionally, one or two Tartar leaders, trying to maintain order in order to better retreat, immediately became targets for sniper shots. Lu Yidian and the others are all good at shooting cold guns, and they are white-armored soldiers who stand aside to clean up the tartars. Whoever is called the Tartar's white-armored soldier will always be the most eye-catching target on the battlefield.

What's more, the grapeball shell of the Flying Dragon Cannon covered a full 500-meter distance. In this messy battlefield, it is indeed not easy to quickly retreat to a distance of 500 meters. Out of ten Tartars, I don't know if three of them will be able to withdraw smoothly. The more time the Tartars delayed, the closer the Grim Reaper's footsteps were to them.

"My lord, let's go out of the city and sweep!"

Zhong Wuying eagerly asked.

"No way!"

Zhang Zhun categorically vetoed.

The Tartars outside the city were indeed defeated, and there was no longer much deterrent power against the cavalry of the Tiger Army. However, the chaotic battlefield outside was also not suitable for the cavalry movement of the Tiger Army. A large number of debris, corpses of personnel, and corpses of war horses seriously blocked the road, and the cavalry could not move quickly at all. If you don't do it, you will be accidentally injured by the Tiger Army's own guns.

Zhong Wuying had no choice but to leave disappointed. However, he soon came up with a solution, which was to use cavalry as infantry. He pulled the tiger cavalry to the wall of Dongjiabao, found a place where he could shoot, and threw himself into battle. Compared with the Dingzi battalion, the Tiger Cavalry is obviously more elite and has a more superb shooting level. Therefore, the Mini bullets they fired were even more ferocious.

"This bell has no shadow!"

Liu Jixiang found out that the leopard cavalry had joined the battle, and he was stunned and excited.

Hiding behind others to watch the excitement is certainly not pleasant at all. Without saying anything, he also pulled out the Leopard Cavalry. The combat effectiveness of the Leopard Cavalry is not below that of the Tiger Cavalry. The Leopard Cavalry Battalion joined the battlefield, which immediately brought about a competition between the two cavalry battalions, and the Mini bullets they fired were even more ferocious.

With two new forces joining, the situation is even worse in the Tartars outside Dongjiabao. The Dingzi battalion plus two cavalry battalions, more than 2,000 tiger guns, plus no less than 50 flying dragon cannons, is a completely devastating blow! Many Tartars ran before being knocked to the ground by Minnie bullets from behind.

After more than half an hour, the sound of gunfire gradually died down. The intense firing gradually stopped. The Wyvern also stopped bombing. At this time, the battlefield was already a complete hell on earth. Everywhere were the corpses of Tartars and war horses lying on their backs, blood rolling and flowing everywhere, torn banners, broken weapons, scattered bows and arrows, broken leather coats and hats, etc. Even if you use the clairvoyant mirror to search, you can't see a single standing Tartar.

"Stop shooting!"

"Snipers are in charge of clearing the field!"

Zhang Zhun issued a random order to retreat the large army from the city wall, leaving only the sniper squad to watch from above. Lei Shenzhou quickly counted his casualties, and a total of 34 people in the Dingzi battalion were unfortunately killed, and more than 40 were wounded.

"The casualties of the Tartars are estimated at about two or three thousand."

Soon after, the commander of the Dingzi battalion made Yang Zixuan calmly report to Zhang Zhun.

"It's estimated to be less than three thousand."

Zhang Zhun said cautiously.

For the number of casualties of the Tartars, he calculated more conservatively. However, even if it is only two thousand, it is enough for Azig to drink a pot. His strength was not very strong, there were only twenty Niu Lu, about 5,000 people, and after 2,000 people were killed, it was basically equivalent to being crippled.

If you rely on the power of Zhenghong Banner alone, you will not have ten years to recover. In this battle, the Tiger Ben Army basically achieved its goal and really destroyed a banner of the Eight Banners of Manchuria. Of course, this is not satisfied, the Tiger Ben army has more fierce battles behind. Azig was hurt, and Huang Taiji certainly couldn't stand idly by. It's time for the Khan King of the Dajin Kingdom to appear.

"How so?"

"How so?"

"How so?"

Looking at the remnants of the embarrassed retreat, Maubali wanted to cry without tears.

The pace of the battle was changing so fast that he hadn't figured out what was going on. At the beginning, it was the Tiger Army that pressed the Dajin Army to fight, and then the Tiger Army couldn't support it, and the Dajin Army pressed it with all its might, trying to capture Dongjiabao in one fell swoop......

Maubali couldn't figure out what the key was. He couldn't figure out why the Tiger Army was so capable of fighting, and he could actually beat the Dajin Army all over the ground to find teeth. He also couldn't figure out why Zhang Zhun was so cunning. The only thing he figured out was that Dongjiabao was not Zhang Zhun's empty city plan, and the Tiger Army did have heavy troops here.

"Is Turkun back?"

Maubali shouted in a frenzied fire.

Turkun is the most powerful Jialazhangjing of Zhenghongqi, and the most respected by Azig, whose daughter is also married to Turkun's son. If Turkun had unfortunately died in battle, the blow to Azig would have been too great. Maupa had to pray to the almighty shaman that such a tragic thing would not happen.

However, the shaman seems to be powerless in response to the Maupa prayers. Maubali searched everywhere for a week, but no one responded, and it seemed that there was more luck than luck. Sure enough, Maubali then received accurate information that Turkun had been killed in battle. Bayindari was also seriously wounded. The witch doctor said he might not survive tonight. The other Niu Lu Zhangjing also died several in the battle.

Azig was completely blank, as if he had lost his soul. Faced with the embarrassing battlefield, Azig did not vomit three liters of blood, nor did he fall unconscious on the spot. He was only temporarily unconscious, unable to accept the painful reality for a while. In this painful moment, Azig chose to escape from himself and chose to close himself off.