The sound of the cannon ceased, and the escape was gone...... A dead silence appeared directly in front of more than 10,000 soldiers.

Not to Sun Chengzong's surprise, the earth weizi surrounding the Tartar tribe had been blown up by flowering bombs at this moment.

The corpses of the Tartars, which had been blown to the ground by the flowering bombs, were scattered in a mess around the earthen fence.

"The Tartar really ran away......" Seeing this, Sun Chengzong, whose face instantly became gloomy, said in a deep voice.

"As the general expected, the remaining Tartars in the tribe must be planning to fight us at close range after we enter the tribe, so that the flintlock muskets and cannons in our hands will be turned into a pile of scrap iron ......"

Luo Jingshan, commander of the First Cavalry Division, echoed with a gloomy face: "Chief of Staff, in this way, our losses will be very large."

"No matter how big the loss is, this battle will be ......" Under Luo Jingshan's gaze, Sun Chengzong replied without thinking about it.

"Besides, the reason why Ben will fight this battle with the Tartars is to fight a field battle through guò, so that the soldiers of the garrison who are not afraid of the Tartars can become the real elite of the Tiger and Par Army. Let them know that the Tartars are not as unwilling as they imagined, and know the gap between themselves and the Tartars in terms of combat effectiveness......"

"Only in this way can these soldiers of the garrison division not be complacent on the battlefield against the Tartars in the future, and the arrogant soldiers will be defeated......"

"In addition, the general is not afraid to tell you that there is a very important purpose in today's bloody battle, that is, to select troops, and select a group of qualified soldiers for the Second Field Infantry Division of the Tiger and Leopard Army."

Ben would have believed. After this bloody battle. The remaining soldiers of the two garrison divisions. There will be enough qualifications to enter the field unit of the Haw Par Army and form the Second Field Infantry Division of the Haw Par Army. ”

Therefore, the street battle in front of me is not so much a bloody battle as a training battle and a elimination battle...... Therefore, this battle must not be fought now. And you have to fight ......."

Luo Jingshan, who had a certain understanding of the situation in Liaodong and the development of the Tiger and Leopard Army, directly showed a deeply approving expression on his face. Then, he said with a pained face.

"It's just a pity for those soldiers who may die in this battle. In the general's view, these soldiers who have experienced the war only need half a year of training to become qualified officers and soldiers of the Haw Par Army's field troops. It's just that time waits for no one."

After Sun Chengzong nodded, he ordered with a firm face: "Okay, if it's redundant, I won't say much about it, now this general orders: all soldiers except artillery." All on bayonets, in squad platoons. Attack the Tartar tribe and destroy all the Tartars who dare to resist."

"I believe that those veterans who served as squad and platoon leaders in the garrison division will definitely be able to lead the officers and men of the garrison division under their command to achieve the greatest results with the least casualties."

Three flares mixed with a sharp whistling sound exploded in the air, producing three brilliant white lights. More than 10,000 soldiers formed a musket array, like chariots, from different directions, to the silent Tartar tribe, all the way over.

Soon, more than 10,000 soldiers of the Tiger and Par Army, who had not been attacked, poured into the Tartar tribe in different directions from the gap in the earthen fence that had been blown up by the flowering bombs.

Zhong Zhaoyu, platoon commander of the first regiment of the first regiment of the Liaodong First Garrison Division of the Haw Par Army, was a sergeant squad leader of the First Field Division a few days ago.

As a veteran of the battlefield, Zhong Zhaoyu had just crossed the gap in the earthen enclosure, and before he had really entered the Tartar tribe, he felt that there were countless pairs of eyes looking at him in the dense houses in front of him.

Faced with this situation, Zhong Zhaoyu's brows subconsciously wrinkled.

After tightly squeezing the musket that had already loaded the bayonet in his hand, he shouted an order to more than thirty subordinates behind him, who were excited, worried, and dignified.

"Brothers, pay attention, there are eccentricities within the Tartar tribe"

"Squad leaders, deputy platoon commanders, take care of your brothers, try to work in groups of three, bayonets outward, be prepared to guard against Tartar sneak attacks In addition, groups must cooperate well with each other, after one group is attacked, other groups must be reinforced immediately"

"Brothers, follow me for something, let's go into the Tartar tribe, search room by room, and destroy all the Tartars who dare to resist us and sneak attack us"

Soon, more than thirty people walked into the street, which was no more than a battle wide. On both sides of the street, there were houses with doors closed.

Just when a squad of soldiers, led by the squad leader, was about to break open the door of a house.

An accident happened, and the closed door of the house was automatically opened.

Not only that, but two tartars, one young and one old, are like leopards that have found their prey. Holding his saber aloof, he screamed and rushed towards several Haw Par soldiers at the door.

In the face of the sudden attack in front of him, except for the squad leader who was at the forefront, who subconsciously raised the musket in his hand and prepared for defense, the faces of the remaining soldiers directly showed a shocked expression from the heart.

Under such circumstances, the first reaction of these soldiers was to be stunned.

Watch as the enemy wields a broadsword and returns to himself without doing anything.

When the squad leader held the musket of the bayonet and plunged the bayonet into the body of the old tartar who rushed towards him. The young and valiant Tartar had already raised his saber and rushed into the middle of the few soldiers who were still in a daze.

Then, without the slightest hesitation, he slashed his saber at the soldiers

After two consecutive screams of "ahh

It was only at this time that the subordinates who were in a daze reacted from the shock.

After killing the old Tartar, the squad leader also shouted loudly while pulling out his bayonet: "What are you still doing in a daze, the bayonet in your hand is not so many vegetarians, can't you still kill a Tartar?" ”

Under the command of the squad leader, the soldiers closest to the Tartars directly raised their muskets and stabbed at the Tartars who were surrounded by everyone

With the muskets, it was five feet long, like spears, and stabbed into the chest of this tartar without accident. However, even if the Tartar with a mortal attitude was stabbed into a hornet's nest by the surrounding tiger and leopard army bayonets, before he died, he slashed the saber in his hand into the neck of a tiger and leopard soldier in front of him.

Although the two Tartars died, they took the lives of two soldiers of the Tiger and Par Army.

Facing the bloody picture in front of them, all the soldiers showed a solemn expression with palpitations on their faces. However, what they didn't expect was that such an attack was just the beginning.

Just when Zhong Zhaoyu took the rest of the soldiers and was about to rush into the next house.

An arrow that emitted a cold glow suddenly shot out of the window of the house near the street.

Sharp arrows, with great inertia, pierced into a soldier's body without hindrance.

In the blink of an eye, the soldier fell to the ground with a scream, turning into a corpse.

Faced with the sudden change in front of him, he exclaimed, and subconsciously came out of Zhong Zhaoyu's mouth: "It's not good, there is an enemy hiding in the room, everyone will hide immediately"

Dozens of subordinates, all hidden behind the corners on both sides of the street. Zhong Zhaoyu, who looked nervous, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Then, he quickly fell into deep thought and considered a solution to it.

Soon, a smile full of weirdness appeared on Zhong Zhaoyu's face.

Under the gaze of dozens of subordinates, shouting: "Grenades, attack the enemy with grenades"

After speaking, he pointed directly to the soldier closest to the house and ordered: "You, immediately light a grenade and throw it into the room through the window, and see if it is the Tartar or the grenade we are equipped with."

The soldier who commanded the order was very skillful in lighting the grenade and letting it stay in his hand for a while. Standing up sharply, he threw a grenade emitting white smoke through the window into the house.

Then, regardless of whether the grenade exploded or not, he covered his ears as fast as he could, and crouched back into the corner. Prevent the grenade from exploding from generating a wave of hot air that gushes out of the window and injures itself.

In the blink of an eye, a dull explosion sounded in the room.

The windows, completely papier-mâché, were blown to pieces directly under the attack of a wave of grenade air. At the same time, several screams also sounded inside the house.

Seeing this, Zhong Zhaoyu's face was overjoyed, and at the same time, he ordered loudly: "I am still stunned, what are you doing, rush into the house immediately, see if there are any Tartars alive in the house, as long as you dare to resist, all of them will be stabbed to death with bayonets to avenge the brothers who died in the war."

Soon, a few Tartars who still had a breath left in the house died under the bayonets of the Haw Par Army.

At the same time, a new tactic also emerged in Zhong Zhaoyu's mind.

Encountering houses, with or without Tartars, use grenades to clear the way. After the bombing, the infantry was dispatched again to destroy the remnants of the Tartars that the grenades could not destroy.

As for whether the grenade attack would accidentally injure the Han slaves in the tribe, Zhong Zhaoyu did not have the slightest worry. Because, in the eyes of the Tartars, these Han people are not even as good as their cattle and sheep. Under such circumstances, the Tartars would never allow the Han Chinese to live in their houses.

In this case, those who are killed and injured by grenades are all Tartars (to be continued......