"Rush!"

Countless Tartars stepped on the gravel-strewn path and rushed towards the Golden Lock. The entire Golden Lock Pass was on a plateau, and the Tartars had to not only face the fortified city, but also attack from below. The terrain was not in their favor, but this tartar was particularly fierce, and they carried the ladder with their waists, and rushed up quickly in a large area of black pressure.

"Tartar, take it!"

Li Laiheng rubbed his hands, cut the hemp rope with a knife, and suddenly a stone of thousands of catties lost its restraint and rolled down the hillside, and the Tartar who was charging with his head down was caught off guard, and the stone ran over a Tartar, which directly turned into meat sauce, and continued to rush down, and knocked down two Tartars in a row, one was also crushed, the other was knocked away, one arm and one leg were all broken, and he fell to the ground, spitting blood foam while howling in pain.

The other Tartars were so frightened that they took refuge, but at this time there were more than a dozen equally huge stones in front of the gate, all of which were temporarily tied with ropes. The Tartars rushed up, and the soldiers cut the ropes one after another.

Bones! Bones!

Thousands of catties, or even two or three thousand catties of stones, from top to bottom, the crushed stone chips fly horizontally, like a giant beast, like thunder, unstoppable.

The Tartars cried out in terror and tried to dodge, but they dodged, and so did the people beside them, and the two men collided together, and the stones rolled down, crushing them all into meatloaf.

More than a dozen stones rolled down together, narrow mountain roads, dense turns, where to hide, a boulder, a bloody alley. Hundreds of Tartars were struck down by large rocks and crushed by, leaving only a dazzling dark red on the mountain road!

The stones rolled down, and with a heavy bloody smell on them, they fell into the ravine. Ao Bai looked at it and gritted his teeth.

"Don't stop, rush me, take the golden lock!"

The Tartars endured their fear. Continue to slam towards the shut-off.

At this time, Li Laiheng also held the fire gun, and the black fire gun was aimed at the tartar.

"Die!"

Without the cumbersome arquebus, as long as the trigger is pulled, a lead bullet will be accurately fired.

Boom!

A cloud of blood light bloomed on the Tartar's chest, a full distance of one hundred and twenty meters, piercing through two layers of armor! What a force, what a kill!

At the time of the Battle of Northern Shaanxi. The fire gun in the hands of the Dashun army can shoot at most fifty paces, and after firing a shot, the Tartar is in front of him. It can be said that those gunmen were shooting almost with their own lives.

But today, it's a different story, and that's the advancement of technology. This is also the confidence of victory!

Li Laiheng clenched his fists and shouted loudly: "Brothers, new hatred and old hatred, forget it together today, give me a hard beating!" ”

The gunshots rang out like popping beans, and the Tartars in front of the city kept falling, one after another. The corpse rolled down into the mountain stream. In particular, Ann ** has already equipped the troops with some Minnie guns.

The lethality of these new guns is even more amazing, the moment the lead-zinc alloy hits the muzzle, it is deformed, and after hitting the human body, the wound caused is even more amazing.

The bullet pierced through the body, creating a fist-sized hole of blood, and rotten flesh and blood burst out together. It doesn't matter how strong you are, as long as you get hit, you are guaranteed to lose your combat effectiveness.

In front of the castle, there was only one sentry gunner, but relying on skillful three-stage shooting, he was like a group of most efficient farmers, constantly killing the tartars like wheat grass in front of them.

But the tartar behind him didn't seem to feel anything. They ran faster. The Tartars also learned to dodge, and even changed their route to avoid shooting.

Ann** is improving, and so is the Tartar.

The weeds overgrow the corn. This is the immutable law of the battlefield, relying on these skills, the Tartars control the casualties, and quickly approach upward.

Li Laiheng gritted his teeth and sneered: "A little ability!" Brothers, give them some more awesomeness! ”

In an instant, more than a dozen grenadiers poured out, and with the convenience of the terrain, they could easily throw the grenades dozens of meters, and after these iron balls landed, they would continue to roll forward until they finally exploded.

Clouds of smoke rose, grenades exploded in the crowd of Tartars, and flying shrapnel flooded the Tartars. A piece of shrapnel was suddenly inserted into his neck, severing his trachea and blood vessels, and blood splattered from the wound, choking blood from his mouth and nose as it flowed into the veins.

This guy couldn't make a sound, he could only stare at the balls of his eyes, and his sturdy body snatched forward a dozen steps, and finally fell to the ground weakly. Next to him, there was an even more unlucky guy, who, although he was not hit by shrapnel, hit the eyeball with the stones raised by the grenade explosion. The sharp stone pierced the cornea, and one eye was suddenly destroyed. He was in unbearable pain and couldn't help but run around, only to be hit by five bullets, and his chest was shattered, becoming a hornet's nest.

The Tartars suffered heavy casualties, but they were still getting closer and closer to the city, and the bows and arrows and firearms were already able to threaten Li Laiheng and the others in front of the city.

Li Laiheng did not hesitate, and immediately led the people to abandon the forward position, and retreated directly into the gate through the small gates on both sides.

The Tartars surged up, shouting, and erected ladders on top of the ancient walls, and the men climbed the ladders and rushed up as fast as they could.

The soldiers at the head of the city were unceremoniously and threw down the stones one by one, and when they smashed them, they were a string of people. Many of Li Laiheng's subordinates are the old troops of the Dashun Army, and in the face of the former enemies, they will not have any politeness, gritting their teeth, and smashing down the stones and rolling logs one by one.

The Tartar will not be polite, especially Aobai, who regards the Golden Lock Pass as the key to his victory, so he sold his life! The tide of Tartars is like a wave of water.

Before the closure of the city, it was simply a mill of flesh and blood, and corpses were piled up, layer after layer.

"Be careful!"

Li Laiheng let out a loud shout and jumped to Yang Shenyan's side, and a few Tartars touched the city. Li Laiheng raised his big knife and slashed at the leading Tartar without hesitation.

This tartar dodged to the side, but his movements were a little slower after all, and he was slashed in the shoulder by Li Laiheng, but this guy was indeed fierce, he suddenly abandoned his weapon and grabbed Li Laiheng's knife with both hands. With a strange scream, a tartar behind him rushed forward with all his might, raising his hatchet. is going to cut Li Laiheng.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, the braincase of this tartar was suddenly knocked out, the brain was shattered, and the body fell to Li Laiheng, Li Laiheng grabbed his axe, waved his hand and slashed it according to the tartar, and immediately both arms were cut off. With a wave of his hand, his head was also cut off.

"Scholar Yang, when did you learn to kill people?"

"It's been a long time ago!"

It was Yang Shenyan who shot just now, no more than Li Laiheng when he was in the Dashun Army, he killed countless people, and this was the second time he killed people. Although it was not as scary as the first one. I couldn't sleep for three or five days, but my heart was still churning.

He could only grit his teeth: "The Tartars are guilty of great sins, and they will all go to hell!" ”

"That's right, kill!"

Li Laiheng was like a tiger, and pounced on the other tartars, the head of the city, and the city below. The corpses are piled up, some are Tartar and some are safe.

The battle did not stop for a moment, and the raging offensive of the Tartars did not stop at all. From the evening to the night, torches were lit on both sides, and the killing continued.

Although the Tartars suffered heavy losses, they were fortunate to have plenty of men. You can still take a break, but there is only one battalion in Jinsuoguan, and everyone can't rest, and even have to endure stomach cramps and fight hard to kill the enemy.

"Lao Yang, if you can't go on like this, I think you have to transfer all the people."

"Are they okay?" Yang Shenyan asked.

"You just have to be able to move stones. Many monkeys also had three more points of strength, telling them that if the city was lost, even if An ** didn't kill them, the Tartars would not let them go. ”

Yang Shenyan could only nod. Hurriedly walked down the tower.

But as soon as he went down, a soldier ran up to him.

"Report to the deputy battalion commander, reinforcements are coming!"

"Where's the reinforcements? Take me to see it! ”

Yang Shenyan followed the soldier, trotted towards Nanguan, and when he climbed to the top of the city, he saw a fire dragon in the distance, which was approaching quickly. There was a herald under the city, and he was standing below.

"My lord, we were sent by the prince, open the city gate quickly, the brothers are waiting to enter the city to kill the Qing soldiers!"

"How many of you have come, more than two thousand."

The soldiers at the head of the city were all smiling, and their eyes fell on Yang Shenyan.

"Battalion commander, it's okay now, there's another regiment, we're not afraid of anything!"

Yang Shenyan suddenly flashed a strange look in front of his eyes, and he shouted loudly below: "Brother, what part are you from?" ”

"My lord, they are all for the prince, you can open the city quickly."

Before this guy finished speaking, Yang Shenyan suddenly raised his handcuff and hit the head of the soldier's war horse below with a shot, and immediately fell, he also rolled down from above, fell far away, and the military hat on his head was gone!

"It's a Tartar!" The soldiers at the head of the city came to their senses instantly, and through the lanterns on the city, they could clearly see the whip behind his head.

"Shoot!"

Suddenly, several musketeers shot together, breaking the guy to pieces.

"It's really dangerous, deputy battalion commander, how do you see it?"

"An ** is called an official title, and those who don't know the official title are also called chiefs, and this title has long been abolished. I can't tell my name, just know that it was sent by the prince, don't they know that the main generals of Shaanxi are Li Guo and Gao Yigong? The carving insect skills of the Tartars, who want to deceive us, are still plugging in the way! Although Yang Shenyan said this, he was also moved just now and almost fell for it

"The deputy battalion commander is really like a torch!"

"Don't be a sycophant, go and call all the people to Nancheng to guard against the Tartars!"

The soldiers finally came to their senses, and the Tartar in front of them was definitely the Tartar in the back. They went down to the city in haste, and called all the people up, and gave them weapons, and those who had no weapons rushed up to the city with shovels and shovels.

At this time, the Tartars also rushed to the city, and under the torches, Ao Bai gritted his teeth: "What a powerful Ming dog, he actually saw through the scheme." Don't be complacent, everyone listen to me, rush up, flank back and forth, and take down the golden lock! ”

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