The Radar Jiong's department was hit by a storm from the sky, and no one survived! Yan Dongchang was furious, and personally operated the cannon, and two cannonballs directly blew up the firecrackers hiding behind the armor wall.

"Cannonballs!" Yan Dongchang's eyes were full of frost, and only his slightly trembling lips slightly revealed the sadness in his heart.

"Captain, it's gone!"

Yan Dongchang raised his head suddenly, and in a trance, the team member seemed to see a colorful tiger roaring in the sky! "Captain, I didn't bring much with me when I came."

Yan Dongchang's murderous aura in his eyes was restricted, he just waved his hand abruptly, stood up straight, and strode towards the war horse: "Kill! Kill all the bastards!"

Yang Tianxu roared when he saw the tragic death of Lei Jiong under the rain of bullets, the corners of his eyes cracked and blood pierced, and he held the fire phoenix at the guards is burst of fire. The team members around him followed one after another, seeing the 20,000 Ottoman guards in front of them as if they were nothing, and the soul chasing guns in their hands were like bursting beans, constantly shooting the barbarians who were exposed in their field of vision.

An Ziying's tears hung on her cheeks, biting her lip, the fire phoenix in her hand was like a fire dragon breathing, and the bullets clanged on the armor wall and sparks splashed everywhere!

Yang Tianxu threw the fire phoenix that ran out of bullets to the team members behind him, dragged the shotgun over his shoulder, took out a thunderbolt, pulled out the safety bolt and stuffed it into the muzzle of the gun to pull the trigger! Rumble! Thunder flew out, and the front end of the barrel of the shotgun in his hand exploded!

"Captain, give! Use this one!" Bi Changdao threw over a shotgun, Yang Tianxu caught it, and the opening on his face that was cut by the explosion kept twitching, and the blood kept flowing. Another thunderbolt flew out, and Yang Tianxu was surprised to find that the shotgun in his hand was intact!

"Mader, where did you get a gun? The quality is really good!"

"Captain, if you pour out all the buckshot bullets in the shotgun, you won't blow it up!"

Yang Tianxu spit out in annoyance: "Grass! Lao Tzu is a pig! No wonder the prince beat me so hard that time, it turned out that a shotgun without a warhead can really shoot thunder!"

The cavalry is not allowed to fight in battle, and the distance of a few hundred meters is a matter of a dozen breaths. Yang Tianxu's troops all raised their shotguns, and more than forty thunderbolts flew into the sky, plunging into the armor wall built by the Ottoman Guards!

The charge of the Thunderbolt is 17 grams, and the amount of the Thunderbolt charge distributed by the special combat team has doubled, and the power has also increased. More than forty thunderbolts exploded with a power comparable to a heavy-duty howitzer, and they directly blew up the armor wall! Sturdy plate armor, flexible chain mail, and helmets like tin cans all shattered into countless parts and fragments in the flames, turning into a storm from hell, whirling around with scorching heat!

A team of 1,000 men was annihilated in a metal storm, and the closer they got to the center of the explosion, the more they could not find a complete body. The corpses in the middle distance were tattered, like a puddle of snot, the corpses farthest away were lucky, at least they could still see their appearance, and they became the names in the list of the dead, and the worst were the firecrackers who were closest to the explosion, and they didn't even let out a wail, they merged with the earth, and they couldn't find any traces of their existence as people!

The corners of his eyes twitched, and he suddenly pulled out his scimitar and pointed at the special combat team that was not afraid of death. When the brave meets on a narrow road, the brave wins, and when he encounters an outlaw, he can only be more afraid of death than him! "Charge! Cut off their heads and pray for the Sultan!"

A team of 10,000 people moved when they heard the wind, and the snow-bright scimitar, the strong war horse, and the fanatical soldiers, with the evil aura of destroying everything, rushed to the special combat team that also looked at everything!

The corners of Burkot's mouth pulled down, and he jumped off his horse and walked to the makeshift artillery position: "Elma!"

"General!" A well-brow man bowed his head respectfully.

"Shoot all shotguns at once!" Burkot Bai stared at the special combat team that was like a sharp blade cutting through the guards, and gave an order indifferently!

Irma was shocked, looked at Burkot Bai in disbelief, and blurted out, "General! They're all their own people!"

The corners of Burcott's white mouth twitched, and he said viciously, "The elite of the Ming army is worth exchanging for 10,000 people!" Fast! Otherwise, you'll be part of the next Charge!"

Irma struggled, but still stomped her foot, shouting, "Change shotguns! All of them! Target, target, fifty degrees of elevation, ready!"

"Sir! You can't fight!" A centurion did not dare to carry out the order, just

As soon as she screamed, Irma's scimitar flashed, and a human head fell to the ground.

The corpses on the ground were still twitching, and no one dared to question Irma's orders anymore. Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Dozens of mortar cannons spewed flames, and countless projectiles rushed into the dense crowd like hail in a gust of wind!

Burkot Bai suddenly rushed over, slashed at the back of Irma's neck with a knife, and roared loudly, "Elma! How dare you!" The sound and emotion were flawless, and the panic and anger in the hearts of the artillerymen were immediately quelled.

Shotguns rained down like knives, instantly rushing into the two sides of the battle that were mixed together. In one round of shooting, An Ziying was pierced by several shotguns, and blood was like a fountain. Ai Ziying couldn't speak anymore, black blood gushed out of her mouth, but Ruping's figure flashed in her eyes, and she fell backwards regretfully! The body of the mountain could not lift a trace of dust, and in the blink of an eye, it was trampled into flesh by countless horses' hooves.

Yang Tianxu's condition was a little better, but he was hit by a guy in his left arm. Fortunately, this was a shotgun that penetrated the body of the guards sergeant, and the power was ninety percent gone, but the bones were broken and swollen high.

was selected to enter the special combat team that year, and Yang Tianxu and Yan Dongchang were a group. Yang Tianxu came up with the farce of a shotgun firing a thunderbolt to explode the chamber, and Yan Dongchang also knew it clearly. After the mortar ran out of shells, Yan Dongchang led his team to charge, and Yang Tianxu and An Ziying were at least a stone's throw away, so that they were not bombarded indiscriminately by Burkote Bai.

Yan Dongchang was not good at words, but silently took out the shotgun, bit open the seal roughly, and poured out countless steel balls. In fact, as early as after Yang Tianxu made a joke, Yan Dongchang had already tried and tested to come up with a safe way to fire a shotgun to shoot thunder, but under Huahou Wei's strict order, he didn't dare to spread it.

Rumble! Rumble! Two waves of 100 thunderbolts fell from the sky, and the continuous explosions directly destroyed the artillery positions of the Guards. Yan Dongchang ordered in a deep voice: "Don't use a shotgun to shoot a thunderbolt again, if you fire like this, at most five shots will explode!"

The guards who were stabbed by their own people did not dare to turn back, and they also lost the mind to continue to work for Selim, and more than 8,000 guards shouted and turned to the southwest to make way for the Ming army!

Burcott's face was pale, and he couldn't show it again in front of the fleeing guards, so he had to step on his horse, pull down his armor, and personally lead the charge! After many rounds of attacks, the small Ming army on the opposite side had less than a hundred people left, could it be that the immortal King Kong could still withstand the attack of thousands of people?

Hundreds of war horses without a master blocked the front of Yan Dongchang's department, and Na Risong, the only soldier of the first 3,000 battalion in the special combat team, rushed to the front, and with a terrible whistle, the helpless war horses raised their heads one after another, followed him and began to gallop wildly!

Yan Dongchang's eyes flashed with a hint of appreciation and sadness, and he waved his big hand: "Follow behind the horses!"

That day Song was from the battle of Tongwancheng and followed Hua Houwei's side. Rushing to the guards led by Burkote Bai, who were hundreds of meters away, Narisong inexplicably flashed his life on the Ordos grassland. Abba died early, Grandma remarried, and his stepfather's leather whip brought the little Ripson back to life. The only beautiful moment left in Na Risong's miserable childhood was a bag of beef jerky given to him by the youngest daughter of a Han slave under his stepfather's account!

Now the bag of beef jerky was on his chest, and the salty beef jerky had long since turned into a pile of dust that could not be seen. Nari Song suddenly laughed out loud: "Haha! O rich and vast Ordos, there is no home for me. Sweet mare's milk wine can't soothe the child's heart, beautiful girl, I hope you are happy and sweet······

The song is majestic and long, and it is still loud in the sound of horses' hooves like a torrential rain. Burkot Bai saw the heroism of Na Risong through the visor, and coldly ordered: "Shoot! Shoot him!"

Arrows are like flying locusts, covering the sky and the sun. The man like the wind did not dodge, and after thirty breaths, the hedgehog-like Ri Song crashed head-on into the galloping guards! Hundreds of war horses followed closely behind, ferociously ramming the guards who were still robes just now!

"Nari Song! Good man!" Yan Dongchang didn't cry when he was killed in Lei Jiong, he didn't shed tears when An Ziying was martyred, and at this moment, when Song Hao's sad long tone came to an abrupt end, Yan Dongchang's eyes finally fell with crystals!

Dada! Dada! More than a dozen fire phoenixes are like more than a dozen fire whips, constantly whipping and shattering the rushing guards, and like the scythe of death, harvesting the lives of those guards back and forth!

Bang! Burkot White leaned back in disbelief, and there was an extra round bullet hole in the middle of the helmet's forehead! In the hands of Yang Tianxu, who was sitting on a horse and on a high slope, a wisp of green smoke came out of the soul chasing gun. The arrogant Burkot White had no idea that there was such a weapon in the world that could accurately hit targets the size of gold coins from a distance. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been wearing such a sassy armor, and he wouldn't have been shot by Yang Tianxu in the Ten Thousand Horse Army!

Selim finally woke up from his coma again, and Zebilhi asked softly in surprise, "Sultan, do you want to drink water?"

Selim shook his head, feeling only a splitting headache and pain all over his body. The continuous high fever made his lips chapped, so he nodded slightly. Zebilhi brought the water bladder close to Selim's mouth, Selim took a few gully sips and pushed the water bladder open: "Zebilhi, where are we now?"

Zebilhi almost burst into tears, and the former fierce and domineering Selim is now as weak as an old man. He said softly: "Sultan, the Amu Darya River has been blown up by the Ming army, General Bulkot Bai is fighting in the Ming army, and we are still on the edge of the Amu Darya River."

Selim wanted to sit up, but he was weak for a while, so he had to order majestically: "Zebilhi, help me up!"

Zebilhi looked at Selim, who had lost a lot of weight, and didn't dare to disobey, so he had to help Selim sit up straight.