Tan Biao almost spurted blood, and the special Lao Tzu took it off, but you said that you were a male silver, which is terrible.

"Look for more." He didn't give up, and asked his soldiers to rummage through it, maybe the fixed ammunition box was mixed up with the wooden box containing the thunder, after all, carrying the ammunition box forward while fighting was a little messy, and it was normal to be confused.

"Battalion commander, the brothers have turned over several times......"

"......" Tan Biao scratched his head, why is the fixed ammunition consumed so quickly? He remembered that when he set out, he had brought a lot of ammunition with him, and it was reasonable that he could squander it for a while.

Several lieutenant-level officers glanced at each other, and they all shook their heads and smiled bitterly, battalion commander, you think too much, after this series of battles, there are thousands of civilian soldiers killed and wounded, and it is normal for ammunition to be consumed so quickly.

"Yo, what's going to happen?"

Tan Biao's head instantly swelled N times, but the fierce gunfire like a popping bean didn't allow him to think about it much, and the two sides had already lined up to shoot a duel.

The musketeers of Ainengqi advanced in a queue, and at the moment when they were about to enter the range of the muskets, some soldiers were too nervous and had already shot first, and as soon as the guns rang out, the spearmen in the same line instinctively lit the fuse and released the guns, and the gunshots rang out fiercely, and none of the Ming troops on the opposite side fell.

"Listen to my orders, prepare, one, two, three, shoot." The officer in command in front of the battle shouted loudly, his eyes kept fixed on the opposite side, and when the first row of musketeers of the enemy army had finished firing their guns, they collected their guns and retreated, and the second row of musketeers stepped forward, seized the gap, commanded the knife to cut down, and gave the order to shoot.

Bang bang bang......

The deafening platoon guns rang out, the smoke was billowing out, choking the mouth and nose, the second row of musketeers of the people's army on the opposite side had just shifted and stood still, and before they had time to light the fuse, they had been whistling lead bullets into their bodies, rushing out of blood flowers, and fell down with a miserable scream, and only six or seven of the nearly fifty people in the queue were still standing, but they were frightened by the miserable situation around them, and their minds were blank, holding the muskets, standing stupidly, I don't know what to do? Before they could react, the second platoon of guns of the second battalion had already sounded, and their good fortune had come to an end, and they and their companions fell in a pool of blood and howled miserably.

The musketeers that Ainengqi worked hard to make up did not cause any damage to the soldiers of the second battalion, but the archers behind spilled two waves of arrows, and more than a dozen soldiers fell down with screams, because of the slightly longer range, most of the soldiers were shot in the abdomen and legs, and some were shot in the head, but they were all bounced off by the iron helmets on their heads, and a few were unlucky, and they were shot in the chest and died on the spot.

"Shoot and shoot." The officers in command were experienced in capturing fighters, commanding them to press forward while firing their guns, and locking enemy archers within the effective range of muskets.

A dozen soldiers were shot and fell, and the soldiers in the back row strode to fill their positions, maintaining the integrity of the line, and then lit the fuse and released the guns.

Waves of dense bullets peeled back the layers of the pressed civilian battle formation, and the shield soldiers in the first two rows had already been overturned, followed by three rows of muskets, and then archers.

In fact, the archers do not seek accuracy, only talk about the rate of fire, it is not slower than the second battalion's platoon of guns, or to the second battalion of nearly 100 casualties, but one of the important factors that determine the outcome on the battlefield is courage, the two armies meet, the brave wins, the soldiers of the second battalion braved the rain of arrows to advance, the front of the middle arrow fell, the back quickly filled the position, with a dense rain of bullets shot a large number of archers, the remaining hundreds of archers were timid, did not dare to harden the anal, all turned around and fled.

Tan Biao was struggling with whether to advance or not, and continued to put pressure on Ainengqi's department, when suddenly the light dimmed, he instinctively looked up, only to find that the sky had gradually darkened, and at most a few minutes would be shrouded in darkness, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The consumption of the whole battalion's fixed ammunition is too large, in addition to a large number of thunderstorms, there is not much left, if Ainengqi sends cannon fodder to launch a wave of attacks, they will be completely exposed, fortunately it is dark, retreat first.

Similarly, Ai Nengqi also breathed a sigh of relief, the combat power of the Ming army of thousands of people in front of him was too strong, which made him suffer heavy losses, no wonder Wang Dingguo's five thousand elite cavalry were defeated so badly, he is now considered to be a leader, if it wasn't dark, he wouldn't dare to fight in the field anymore, and it would be safe to hold on to the battalion.

What made him depressed was the scum of the musketeers who had spent a lot of effort to assemble, and they were not as good as the archers, why were the musketeers of the Ming army so good, and their own musketeers were fighting five scum?

On the one hand, he sent people to clean up the battlefield, collected the weapons and equipment and battle flags abandoned in one place, and on the other hand, treated the wounded, buried the remains of the dead soldiers, carefully guarded the camp, and strictly prevented the Ming army from attacking at night.

Not only Ai Nengqi, but also Zhang Xianzhong and all the big boss-level people know in their hearts that tonight is their last chance, if they can't break through the county seat, tomorrow when Gao Jie leads the main army to arrive, they only have to run away, and what awaits them will be the fate of being dumplings made by the Wulu Ming Army and annihilated by the whole army.

Zhang Xianzhong and Li Dingguo did not hesitate to send elites to attack Shanyin County, plus Ai Nengqi fully cooperated at the south city gate, only a little bit succeeded, but unfortunately the bad news came one after another, Wang Dingguo's five thousand elite cavalry were defeated, Wang Dingguo ran away, affecting the morale of the whole army, and Ai Nengqi's department was also contained, and could no longer cooperate with the siege, so that the Ming army in the city was able to draw troops from the south city gate to reinforce the tight west city gate, so that Li Dingguo's crazy attack was barely blocked.

As the sky grew dark, Zhang Xianzhong ordered the siege to be suspended, and the soldiers were fed and rested first.

Zhang Xianzhong was originally determined to attack the city overnight and strive to capture the county seat of Shanyin before dawn, but the rout of Wang Dingguo's five thousand elite cavalry stimulated him to a certain extent, and Wang Dingguo, a confidant general, was afraid of being cut off by him, so he took the lead in deserting and running away, causing most of the remaining cavalry to scatter in a hurry, and only five or six hundred horsemen returned to the camp, which made him angry like thunder.

A thousand-strong Ming army division not only defeated Wang Dingguo's 5,000 elite cavalry, but also killed and injured a large number of Ai Nengqi's own people, and the combat power was so strong that it was simply BT, if it was Gao Jie's main force, then it would be worth it?

He used to think that in the Ming army's five-way army, Gao Jie's Royal Guards Independent Battalion was formed not long ago, and it should be the only soft persimmon, how can it be easier to bully than Qin Liangyu, Sun Chuanting, Cao Wenzhao, and Lu Xiangsheng's four-way army, but as a result, he kicked on the iron plate, not only his feet hurt, but also his leg bones were broken.

What Zhang Xianzhong is worried about now is that even if Shanyin County can be defeated, can it be defended? Gao Jie's two thousand-person partial divisions are so good, and the main force heard that there are more than a dozen Franc machine guns, all of which are lethal and terrifying flowering shells, and they can still hold it after a few rounds of bombardment against the small county town? If the county can't hold it for more than three days, it's useless, so instead of wasting time here, it's better to run away, taking advantage of the fact that the Ming army of the five roads has not yet closed the encirclement, and there is still a chance to slip out of the encirclement, the only prerequisite is to defeat one of the Ming troops, or forcibly break through, but all of them are not good stubble, he suddenly suffered from difficult choice syndrome.