"Retreat!"

Yang Zixuan shouted quickly.

The fighters of the convoy quickly disappeared.

It's just that the gates of the city are still open, as if it is too late to close.

The first Tartar rushed into the city gate and pushed it open with all his might.

The Tartars from behind swarmed up and successfully took control of the gates.

"Dragon, they're dead!"

"It looks like the Han dog found them!"

"But it's too late for Hangou to close the city gates!"

The Tartars who occupied the city gate found the corpses of Long Kong and the others, but they didn't realize that there was anything wrong, and they made the above judgment.

Behind the city gate cave, there is no Ming army in sight. It seems that the Ming army should have fled in a hurry. The city gates were opened, and the advantage of the Ming army had been completely lost. If they don't retreat quickly, the only fate that awaits them is the destruction of the whole army. Thinking that they could burn and loot in the city, rob money and women, all the Tartars were boiling with blood and rushed into the city frantically.

At the forefront was a white-armored soldier. Wielding a heavy, sharp steel knife, he was the first to burst out of the city gate. His purpose is simple, he wants to be the first to rush in, grab the most wealth, grab the most beautiful woman. If he could go back to Liaodong from Tianheng Island, he would have to bring back all the money and women.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, he heard a dull gunshot.

The sound of gunfire seemed to sound in his ears, deafening, and his consciousness was shattered in an instant. Immediately, he felt that his body, as if he had been hit hard by something, and his mind was blurred. It seems that the strength of the whole body has been drained, and the body cannot maintain balance, and it can't help but fall forward.

"Boom!"

With a huge running habitual surname, this white-armored soldier rolled to the ground, and the steel knife in his hand didn't know where it went. At the moment of falling, his consciousness has not completely disappeared. In the afterglow of his eyes, he could also see that next to him, a red-armored soldier also fell.

"Bang!"

The sound of the Ming army's guns being fired at this moment was particularly distant.

The next moment, the white-armored soldier completely fell into darkness.

"Bang bang bang!"

The continuous sound of gunfire rang out continuously.

Several of the Tartars who followed behind also fell near the cave in the city gate.

Due to the suddenness of the incident, these fallen Tartars had no chance to see clearly where the Ming army shot them. They only knew that the guns of the defenders should be very close to them. Perhaps, it is next to the city gate cave.

"Bang bang bang!"

The gunfire continued to be heard, and several more Tartars rolled on the ground, and soon there was no sound. Among them, there was a white-armored soldier and a red-armored soldier. Blood gushed from beneath their armor, quickly staining the parched streets. The floating soil on the streets, after absorbing a large amount of blood, is no longer dusty in the sky.

However, the successive falls of the two white-armored soldiers and the two red-armored soldiers, as well as the other Tartars, could not stop the Tartars' progress. They were still frantically rushing towards the city gates, and the number of them was increasing. In their minds, there are only similar thoughts:

Enter the city!

Victory!

It's time to loot!

Almost every Tartar, in his mind, was filled with such thoughts, and he had no sense at all about the possible counterattack. In their opinion, without the help of the city walls, what combat effectiveness did the Ming army have? There is no suspense about victory in battle. The rest is how to grab valuable loot, how to grab a young beautiful woman.

"Rush!"

"Rush in!"

"Cut down all the Han dogs!"

Shubru was in the back, yelling as well.

Due to the obstruction of the Tartars in front, Shubru did not see his companion fall. In fact, even if he sees someone falling, he will be indifferent. How can you fight a war without dying? As long as the battle is won, what is the big deal about how many people die? The gunfire on the battlefield was endless, some of the gunfire came from the front, and some of the gunfire came from the back, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong. The gates were opened, which meant victory in the battle, and there was no problem. The only thing they have to do is to kill them!

However, the Tartars, who rushed to the front, realized that it was not good. Because, as soon as they rushed out of the city gate, they were immediately hit head-on. As they ran, they fell to the ground and could not get up. No matter how fast they run, they can't escape the fate of falling headlong to the ground. In fact, the roaring Minnie bullets killed every Tartar who came out of the city gate hole on the street not far from the city gate hole. This section of the street, after special treatment, is blocked on all sides. When the Tartars entered here, it was as if they had entered a dead end, with only imports and no exits. And all around the dead end, there are dense muzzles.

All the Tartars who rushed into this dead end were baptized by the storm without exception. There was no money, no women, only a pouring of Mini bullets. In the midst of the burst of gunfire, rows of mini bullets whizzed away, taking the lives of one target after another. After a while, behind the city gate cave, there were already corpses all over the field, and blood was flowing. Whether it's a Tartar's white-armored soldier, or a Tartar's red-armored soldier, or an ordinary Tartar. Here, there is no difference. The only posture they have is lying on the ground.

The soldiers of the escort team have already set up a tight ambush circle behind the gate hole of the north gate. On the left, is the second association led by Hao Linyong. On the right, is the Fourth Association led by Wu Qingliang. In front, it is Yang Zhiyuan's first association. At the head of the city, there is also Yang Zixuan's third association. The 800 Tiger Ben Guns formed a tight firepower network. The dead end of this section is controlled by the dead.

The Tartars had to enter through the gates, which greatly limited their combat effectiveness. At the same time, only five people could come in the city gate hole. In other words, at the same time, there are only five people who can rush to a dead end. In the face of hundreds of defenders, five people are too small. It's just that the speed of the Tartar is indeed incomparable to others. Their jumping movements are also quite flexible. The narrow city gate hole was used to the extreme by the Tartars. Occasionally, there are still Tartars who are able to break into a place that is far away from the city gate. However, no matter how they try to break in, they can't get out of the dead end. Unless, they will fly.

Can Tartars fly?

Of course not.

Therefore, they have to die.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of gunfire was incessant.

The Tartars come in one and kill the other.

Two Tartars come in and kill a pair.

The distance is too close, only less than fifteen zhang, as long as a little training, you can hit the target. In fact, according to Zhang Zhun's meaning, the escort team has made minor adjustments. Those warriors who were not very good at marksmanship were placed at the head of the city, shooting at the Tartars outside to prevent more Tartars from breaking in. Outside the city gate, due to the relationship between the fan contraction, the formation of the Tartars, near the city gate, is relatively dense. As long as you keep shooting at this stretch of road, there will always be a chance to hit.

As for the soldiers with more accurate marksmanship, as well as the sniper squad, they concentrated on both sides of the city wall, shooting the Tartars who entered the city from behind, and eliminated them as soon as possible. Dead end, dead end, naturally refers to an alley full of dead tartars. If there are not enough dead tartars, how can it be called a dead end?

At such a short distance, snipers such as Zhong Wuying, Dugu Lie, and Yang Weiguo hit as long as they raised their hands. No matter how agile the Tartar's movements were, or how strong the Tartar's body was, as long as they were hit by a shot, they would only fall. Even, dozens of Tartars broke into in a row, and none of the Tartars had a chance to fight back.

Of course, most of the tartars were hit by successive mini bullets. Due to the repeated non-stop firing, the mini bullets were poured without hesitation. Some of the fallen Tartars, the corpses, were densely packed with bullet holes, if not a hundred, then eighty. Blood kept flowing from the wound like a fountain.

In the face of such a net, even if the Tartar has wings, it cannot fly. Even if it flies, it will be shot down. Whether they have come out of the city gate hole or not, or they are still outside and have not yet entered the city gate hole, what awaits them is Minnie bullets flying everywhere. If it is hit, it is normal. If you don't get hit, it's a miracle for sure.

Zhang Zhun stood at the head of the city, watching the magical scene below.

The city gate cave is like a cliff, as long as the tartars who cross this cliff are all shattered, lying straight in the dead end. However, the Tartars in the back still kept coming up, continuing to repeat the tragedy of their companions in front. There is no doubt that the Tartars are indeed very brave, very invincible, and very fierce and not afraid of death. However, at some point, they do lack some workarounds.

They thought that with their bravery, they could break through the net set up by the guards, but they didn't expect that this was a deadly blood net, and it was impossible for them to break through. Every corner of this bloody web is a deadly spike. The more courageous they are, the greater the price they pay. For example, by now, the Tartars have fallen at least a hundred people in the cul-de-sac, and their servant army has also fallen by two or three hundred. Inside the dead end, there are corpses densely packed, and finally there is a bit of a "dead" alley.

Shubru finally arrived in the city.

(To be continued)