At this time, the troops gathered in Guangning mainly included the Yizhou soldiers under Zhang Ke, the left and right battalions of Guangning, the Chinese army horse team directly under Wang Huazhen, and the general of the reserve generals who retreated to Guangning from the surrounding castles, with a total strength of more than 12,000 people.

There are not a few people, but everyone knows that the real combat power is still in the Yizhou soldiers! It lies in the young and unspeakable Lord Zhang Ke!

From the beginning of the war, guerrilla generals, commanders, thousands of generals, prepared, and general...... Anyone who didn't have a mission all flocked to Beicheng to watch the battle. They want to know what Zhang Ke's ability is, if it doesn't work, I'm afraid everyone will have to think about the way back......

When the tide of tartars rushed in, the hearts of the big guys rose to their throats, and they were afraid that the seemingly simple fortifications outside the city would be washed away.

The turbulent torrent crashed into the defensive line, and the scene that made everyone's jaws drop in shock appeared.

The Tartars were smashed into a pile of pieces in the face of artillery fire. As if they were not going to die, they continued to rush forward, but the sound of fire guns was endless, and the lead pellets swept in like a torrential rain, and the Tartars kept bursting with clouds of blood mist, and the corpses rolled to the ground. The thick blood pooled into small puddles, and the Tartars behind stepped on the bloody corpses of their companions, and they quickly turned into corpses......

What surprised everyone in the city was the ditches and earthen walls that did not seem to be deep or high, but the Tartars could not rush up.

They fought for their lives, rushed to sixty or seventy steps, and they didn't know where there would be tiger squatting cannons, and as long as the iron sand in the sky was stained, they would either die or be injured.

Finally rushed to the front of the trench, and when they used their hands and feet together, they climbed up. The guns of the Yizhou soldiers were calm and relaxed, and they were the same as the usual target training. Knock the trigger and blow up the exposed heads one by one!

A dozen steps, a distance of more than twenty steps, it's like playing. A row of firebolts struck, and the Tartars fell obediently.

From the beginning of the war to the present, the Tartars have killed and wounded several hundred. There was no progress other than filling the outermost trench with corpses. Even if their Taiji scolded them in the back, and even if they used their strength to eat, it still had no effect.

"Evil Sect!" Chen Jiuling, a guerrilla in the right battalion, scratched his head and muttered: "Tartars are all fools, they know that they are dead, how can they still hit them, they can't think of any other way!" ”

Sun Degong pursed his lips and smiled contemptuously: "Brother Chen, is it difficult for you to think about the Tartars?" ”

"It's not. No! Chen Jiuling hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Old Sun, you are not allowed to harm me, I just think this battle is strange." In the past, I worked hard and couldn't kill a few Tartars, how did it get into the hands of others, killing Tartars is easier than drinking cold water. Look at the meaning outside the city, the Tartars died at least five or six hundred, and when to put it. It's a great victory! ”

"Brother Chen is a little unconvinced!" Sun Degong said with admiration: "The defense outside the city looks simple, but it actually contains university questions. Those seemingly wide passages are simply bait to lure the Tartars into falling for them. The width of more than ten zhang can't spread people, and there is no degree advantage. I could only be stunned and killed. In addition, although the earthen wall is not high, it is just enough to block the bows and arrows fired by the Tartars, so that the firecrackers can shoot calmly. It's so subtle, it's simple. Simply ......"

Sun Degong couldn't find an adjective, but Chen Jiuling pursed his lips and sneered: "Brother Sun, you can see these fools you said. If you want to throw yourself to the ground, let's wait and see! ”

While the city was whispering, the tide of battle outside the city had changed.

The Mongols are also fighting like this, but moths are fighting to the fire, and they are killing themselves. Saclu was so angry that he screamed and had no idea.

But Mang Gurtai behind him sent someone over and said to Nanglu: "Taiji, my Belle Ye said that Minggou's artillery can't shoot continuously, you can find a gap to attack." ”

Mang Gurtai and the Ming army fought many times, the two sides knew the roots, the Ming artillery to the Hongyi cannon is the sharpest, but after this kind of artillery is fired three times in a row, it must be cooled naturally, otherwise it is easy to explode. The same goes for the Furlong cannon.

Jiang Huai fought too hard at first, and now he could only wait anxiously for the artillery to cool down. I remember that he was gearing up, and every minute was like a year, which was extremely difficult!

"Sure enough!"

After the cannon sounded, he hurriedly ordered his subordinates to push ten of the largest and strongest shield carts along the passage and rush forward.

"Mongolian sons, follow me!"

Tuha is the archery master of Nanglu and the best archer in the fried flower department. He saw the opportunity and led more than 200 archers to rush forward.

They made all sorts of maneuvers on their horses to dodge shots.

Just as he was about eighty paces, Tuha jerked up his bow and arrows and threw them into the air. The other archers did the same, and a fierce rain of arrows shot down behind the earthen wall.

Although the Yizhou soldiers could dodge the direct attack of the Tartars by leaning on the earthen wall, the projectile was something that everyone never expected.

Xie snorted and fell to the ground, his right arm hit by an arrow. Zhang Ke is quite good for the firecrackers, but Yizhou's family background is too shallow after all, and many firecrackers lack protection for their limbs. The Tartars' bows and arrows struck, and many soldiers fell to the ground with arrows.

Xie saw several brothers being shot in the face by bows and arrows, and even their eyes rolled on the ground, and they couldn't survive.

This is how the battle is, not only the Yizhou soldiers slaughter others, but also sacrifice themselves......

Soldiers from the medical team rushed forward to carry their wounded companions back. The other soldiers were still stubbornly holding on, firing ferociously at the Tartars, not giving an inch. Tuha's archers kept falling, their hearts dripping blood!

But at this time, there was nothing to worry about, and finally the fire was weakened, and the soldiers pushing the shield cart used all their strength to eat milk, and rushed desperately towards the city.

Behind each shield cart was a large number of archers, who desperately fired at the Uiju soldiers and suppressed the musketeers.

In this way, the shield car quickly impacted, and suddenly penetrated into the first line of defense. The Tartars kept cheering and laughing, as if victory was at hand.

The people at the head of the city were terrified, the Yizhou soldiers fought well at the beginning, why did they get intimidated so quickly, can they still be counted on?

Even Zhang Feng was a little worried, he secretly lowered his voice and said to Zhang Ke: "Second brother, let me go out of the city for a while, it's not okay to be beaten like this!" ”

"Hahaha, big brother, look at it, if Wu Boyan doesn't even have this ability, I will remove his Qianzong and let him clean the toilet!"

Wu Boyan subconsciously shivered, he hurriedly looked, only to see that the tartar was becoming more and more arrogant, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

"Brothers, the Tartars are proud enough, give them some strength!"

The soldiers on the lookout hurriedly waved the command flag, and at this time, the battle formation changed again.

The Tartars, who rushed forward with their shield carts, did not have any protection on their flanks, and were exposed to the Yizhou soldiers out of thin air.

A large number of soldiers were quickly assembled from behind the earthen walls on both sides, and with the deafening sound of gunfire, the Tartars behind the shield cart were hit by bullets coming from both flanks.

One by one, they tumbled and fell into the deep ditches on both sides.

The gunfire became more and more intense, and it became more and more difficult for the Tartars to move forward. The shield cart in front stopped, and the one behind couldn't move forward. Instead, they blocked the roads.

The Tartars who rushed up from behind could only choose the earthen wall they were least willing to face, and rushed forward desperately.

There are more moats inside than the outermost moats. Some of them have sharpened bamboos buried underneath them, and they have been roasted over fire.

The heavily armored tartar was like a big bear, and when it fell into the trench, it was pierced by bamboo sticks and turned into rock sugar gourds, and some of the trenches had been filled with dead people.

There was also a ditch where there was nothing, but on the other side of the ditch there were sharp antlers to keep horses away. When a Tartar who doesn't know the situation comes in, it's tantamount to falling into a trap. They had to flee to the sides, looking for an exit to escape.

But where would the firecrackers give them this opportunity, and the dense gunfire beat them into a pile of rotten meat. Soon another companion will jump in and trample them into a pulp.

The raging offensive of the Tartars was blocked, and the minutes passed. The long-awaited Hongyi cannon has finally cooled down, and the mighty general has returned to the battlefield with the roar of the god of war!

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

The thick muzzle of the cannon spewed tongues of fire, and a buckshot slammed through the thick cowhide of the shield cart, turning the weapon of attack into a pile of rotten wood.

The other shells were equally ferocious, and the Tartar shield carts were soon turned to rubbish, and those who followed behind were either killed or wounded. Without protection, they are like a group of isolated and helpless girls fleeing in a hurry.

As a result, the guns behind them fired in unison, drowning them in the smoke.

Seeing that he was one step away from victory, the Tartar was beaten dizzy, and his head was bleeding.

Tuha is even more violent, he is a warrior who runs rampant in the grassland, and he can't even rush through the first line of defense, what face does he have to meet people!

"Boys, follow me!" Tuha carried the short axe and ran wildly, and the Tartar archers behind were desperate for their mentors, and the dense rain of arrows shot behind the earthen wall, so that the firecrackers could not raise their heads.

More and more Tartars charged with Tuha, stepping on a mountain of corpses, and Tuha rushed up an earthen wall.

"Warriors, rush!"

Tuha turned around suddenly, suddenly alert, and subconsciously dodged, but it was too late.

Syllable!

One bullet from the Rummy gun hit Tuha in the chest, and the other two pierced the shoulder and lower abdomen. The first archer had three more blood holes in his body.

Tuha's body shook a few times, and he suddenly fell into the trench. His death was like a bombshell that fell on the hearts of the Tartars.

"Teacher!"

Nanglu just cheered for the teacher's bravery, and the majestic Tuha was the banner of the Mongolian warriors. But in the blink of an eye, the tall figure fell, the banner fell, and the tartar could not hold on.

The tide of Tartars retreated in a hurry, faster than when they attacked.

The people standing at the head of the city, looking at the corpses everywhere, as well as the flags and drums, and the broken shield carts, opened their mouths wide one by one, and they couldn't speak! (To be continued!)

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