After Ziren fired the cannon, seeing that the Tartars actually launched an offensive without knowing whether they were alive or dead, he immediately led his troops to retreat and form a formation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Under the command of Wang Shouguan, Zhou Daqi, and Wang Mingqiang, the soldiers quickly lined up in formation. At this time, many curtains and arrow boards had been erected on the city, and there were not many battlements for the Tartars to climb the city, and although the Ziren men and horses were only half of the Mongols, they could guard the head of the city tightly.

In order to reduce casualties, the rattan player knelt on the ground in front of him and stood in front of him to block it. The pikemen and the three-eyed gunmen were on his left and right, and when the Tartars entered the city, the three-eyed gunmen would first shoot and then the pikemen would come forward to assassinate the remnants of the enemy. The captain and the flag general pressed the formation in the rear, and when they encountered a difficult Tartar, they immediately stepped forward to assist the soldiers to kill the enemy. The men were responsible for rescuing the wounded and, if necessary, coming forward to harvest the heads of the tartars.

In order to prevent the gap between the loading of the three-eyed gun, the Tartars took the opportunity to attack the city. Ziren specially ordered Lei Zhenwei to lead a group of gunners to replace the abductors as reserve firepower. Li Yongfang took more than a dozen bird gunners, and the horse archers led by Ma Shinan followed Ziren and garrisoned in the middle of the city wall. The gunners and archers stood in two staggered rows, waiting for the battlements to be fixed on the battlements, waiting for the tartars under the city to come forward and die.

Although Ziren is risky in doing this, if he lets the Tartars climb up to the city to gain a firm foothold, it will be easy to rout if he can't parry other horses. However, the military discipline in the Changning Fort camp is strict, the soldiers are rewarded generously after their meritorious service, and Ziren will take the lead in the battle, so this situation will definitely not occur, and everyone is confident that the Tartars will be strangled at the head of the city.

At this time, two Mongolian soldiers wearing iron helmets took the lead in poking out their heads to look at the city. When they found that the Ming army was formed behind the battlements, and none of them rushed forward to meet the battle, they suddenly became suspicious under great joy. Could it be that the Ming people have been defeated? However, the soldiers of the city quickly made them understand.

Ma Shinan had already changed the armor-piercing iron arrow and waited for a long time, and when he saw the Tartar showing his head, he immediately let go of the bowstring, and the Tartar felt that the sound of breaking wind sounded, and before he could react, he was shot into the eye socket by the iron arrow.

The arrow continued to gain momentum after striking the blind Tartar's eyeball, and the arrow peeked directly through the back of his head, and the Mongol soldiers fell from the top of the city before they could even let out a wail.

Not to be outdone, Li Yongfang immediately aimed at the head of another Tartar and pulled the trigger, and with "Bang! There was a bang. The buckshot pierced the iron helmet on the Tartar's head, and after a tumbling process into the Tartar's skull, it pierced the back of its head, leaving a hole the size of a quail egg, and fell to the ground and the back of the brain flowed to the ground.

Seeing that two of his subordinates were broken in just a few breaths, the centurion suddenly knew that Mingren was deliberately releasing a flaw. In an instant, his face turned pale, but under the urging of Shadowk, he had to go into battle.

In order to boost morale, the strong spirit shouted: "Warriors of the Duoyan Division, when did we start to fear these cowardly Han dogs!" It is not easy to reload the firearms that the Han dogs in the city rely on, so rush up with me, and once you get close, these Han dogs will not be our opponents." As soon as he said yes, he raised his shield and went to the city

Changang's department has been a disaster for many years, and in recent years, except for Li Chengliang, he has rarely encountered opponents. This centurion stubbornly believed that even if the Ming army's firearms penetrated the shield, they could not penetrate the double thick armor on his body.

Encouraged by his loud voice, four or five Tartars behind him immediately climbed to the top of the city. The Tartars continued to howl loudly and wave their blades to cheer each other up, and the Mongols had fought together for years, never expecting to die today on this not-so-high city of Pingyubao.

The centurion roared loudly and took the brunt of the attack, his left hand clenching the round shield, and his right hand wielding a long-handled saber made of fine iron, the three-foot-long blade shining with Ling Ling's cold light. It seems that he can't hold it anymore, and he wants to drink the blood of the Ming people again. Immediately after that, the Mongol soldiers, all of whom were fierce, brandished their heavy blades and climbed up the city.

As soon as the centurion climbed the battlements, he noticed the thistles sprinkled on the city, "Watch your step, everyone! After loudly reminding his subordinates, he jumped with both feet, raised the scimitar in his hand and slashed into the bird's hand formation. Seeing this, his subordinates followed suit, thinking of jumping over the thistle belt and killing into the Mingren.

A contemptuous smile rose at the corner of the mouth of the handyman, and the bird shot together. A loud bang rang out, and although the smoke from the gunpowder gradually dissipated, the centurion, who had just been murderous, had fallen backwards to the ground.

Several bullets were fired at the talkative centurion in no particular order, and at such a close distance, no amount of thick armor could save the life of the tartar. One of the bullets shot directly into his mouth, shattering his mouth full of yellow teeth, and helping him completely cure the problem of not being able to control his mouth.

The centurion fell to the ground and died without a blinking eye, with an incredible look on his face, unable to believe that he had died in the city before he had practiced martial arts on the battlefield. The Tartars who climbed the city with him, although they were brave and brave, but under the resistance of the firecrackers, there was no room for closeness, and they died here one by one following his steps.

Only one of the Tartars threw an axe before he died, striking an iron-clad birdman, the blade of which was embedded in the birdman's shoulder. Although the injury was not light, the bird did not wail, refused the support of the soldiers, and walked down the city with a reluctant face covering the wound.

"Well done!" Ziren praised loudly, looked left and right, and said loudly: "Everyone, be careful, the martial arts of the dog tartars are by no means general, don't be bitten by them." "Anyway, in order to prevent a Tartar from cheating to death, Ziren asked Ma Shinan to lead the archers and replenish an arrow to the Mongolian soldiers who fell in the city.

Seeing the subordinates who climbed up to the city, they continued to fall from the city after the sound of the gun, and Shadow knew that the Ming people had already taken precautions. However, the Ming people hid behind the city, and the bow and arrows could not be affected, and after thinking for a while, he had an idea, and sent people to build several wooden ladders under the cloth curtain, trying to open the gap from here.

After a ten-captain climbed up to the city tremblingly, he jumped into the body and tried to collapse the curtain with his weight of more than 180 catties. Who knows that Ziren's curtain erection is very elegant, each side of the curtain is supported by at least three wooden poles, and the wooden poles selected are also three finger thickness, elasticity, toughness of ash wood.

After the tartar pressed against the curtain, the wooden pole only shook slightly, and showed no signs of breaking. The tartars behind him followed suit, and as more and more tartars pressed against the curtain, the poles gradually bent.

At this time, Zhou Daqi arrived with a long group of gunners, raised the tip of his gun and shouted, "Kill!" ”。 The spear pierced the Tartar's body in an instant, and blood flowed from the wound along with his intestines.

(I will go to the company in the afternoon to work overtime, and the next chapter will be updated tomorrow before five o'clock in the afternoon.) (To be continued.) )