Last time, when he was in Karon Mountain, Bachlu suffered Xu Xingxia's loss. Unexpectedly, more than a year has passed, and he has to suffer Xu Xingxia's losses in a different place. How could he stand it? Being bullied once is enough. Unexpectedly, I had to be bullied for the second time. What's even more depressing is that he was originally going to come back to report it, but he didn't expect that the revenge was not avenged, but he was abused for the second time, and he felt that his head was about to explode.

What's even worse is that because of his eagerness for revenge, he only brought 3,000 people with him, and he hurriedly killed Zhuang Langcheng. His follow-up troops, including the Ming army soldiers who coordinated the operation, are still behind, and it is impossible to arrive without three or five days. In other words, for three or five days, he had no reinforcements at all. However, at the current rate of casualties, it is estimated that his 3,000 people will be finished in less than half a day.

Three to five days...... Quite a while...... Even if Bachluch's brain is particularly bad, he can feel the huge gap. Obviously, it is impossible to support it for three or five days. The offensive speed of the white-clothed army will definitely not weaken. To be honest, he admires Xu Xingxia a little now. His army is indeed very strong in combat! Compared with the other Ming army and the white-clothed army, they are simply scum! No, it's not even scum!

The problem is that if the white-clothed army breaks through Zhuanglang City in three or five days, his life will be explained here. Bakhloch was not afraid of death. However, he also thinks that such a nest death in Zhuanglang City has no value at all. Moreover, even if he dies in battle, he will not change the situation of the battle in any way. If his death can be exchanged for the cessation of the attack of the white-clothed army, he will definitely not be stingy with his surname. The problem now is that even if he dies, the whites will continue to storm. Even if he dies a thousand times, it won't help!

What to do? Fall back? It's impossible! Bahloch was quick to reject the idea of retreat. He subconsciously warned himself repeatedly that he should never have the idea of retreating. Even if the thought only flashed through his mind, he felt shameful. In the previous battles in the south and the north, in the east and west, Bakhlu never had the idea of retreating. No matter how dangerous the situation is, he will hold on until the last minute. This is his belief!

From a strategic point of view, he is Mo Yuegen's big forward, and he is the leader. Mo Yuegen also hoped that he could open up the situation and quickly deter the white-clothed army. If he turned around and retreated all at once, Mo Yuegen's entire battle plan would be completely disrupted. At that time, it will not be one of him Bachlu who will be affected, but the entire army. If he doesn't get it right, he will have a very bad impact on the entire army, which will affect the entire battle situation.

From a tactical point of view, if he wants to get out of the way, I'm afraid it's going to be difficult. The white-clothed army is pressing very tightly now, and there is no intention of relaxing at all. If the Tatars retreated from Zhuanglang City, the white-clothed army would definitely follow. Don't forget that the white-clothed army is also an all-cavalry with great mobility. Even the Tatars were cavalry, and when they retreated, they could not successfully shake off their opponents. After fierce fighting all the way, it is unknown how many of his troops will remain.

Just now, at the head of the city, Bakhloch had already noticed. The number of cavalry of the white-clothed army that attacked this time was quite large, and it was estimated that there were at least 5,000 people. If he also had five thousand men and fought face-to-face in the field, Bakhlu would definitely not lose to the white-clothed army. However, now, his troops have suffered heavy casualties, and they no longer have this field capability. On the contrary, without the cover of the city wall, their fate would be even more miserable.

"What to do? Lu family! Suddenly, an idea flashed through Bachlud's mind. Why did he forget the damn Lu family? The Lu family also has a lot of riding archers, and their archery skills are barely passable. Why don't you let them come up to the city to defend it? Wouldn't it be the best thing to use them to stop the muskets of the whites? It would naturally be best if they could stop the white-clothed army, and if they couldn't, it would not be their own people who died.

"Someone! Let the Lu family send all the archers to the city! Bachlu exclaimed angrily. He waved the golden saber in his hand vigorously and strode down the city. If the Lu family wants to cooperate in the battle, it is estimated that he himself will have to come forward in person. If this Lu family is not interested, he is ready to show off the power of the golden saber! In Gansu Town, we Tatars still talk about it! You Mongols, all stand aside!

"Also, push all the old and young women and children in the city, no matter who they are, to the top of the city!" Bachlu then cried out menacingly. After thinking of using the archers of the Lu family as cannon fodder, Bakhlu immediately thought of more cannon fodder. He wants to push all the people in Zhuanglang City to the top of the city to block the bullets of the white-clothed army. If the whites are afraid to shoot, that's the best. The Tatars could just take advantage of the opportunity to fight back.

Well, not bad, not bad! Bachlu suddenly admired his brain! At this critical moment, he actually thought of two effective measures, which were so smart and powerful! As long as these two measures are put in place, the white-clothed army will definitely have no way to deal with him. Perhaps, he will be able to hold out until reinforcements arrive. As soon as reinforcements arrive, everything will come to an end. When the time comes, it will be him who will be in turn and abuse the damned white-clothed army, the damned Xu Xingxia.

"Boom!"

When he was excited, suddenly, behind him, there was a loud sound of the sky cracking and the earth cracking.

This loud bang came too suddenly, too shocking. Bachloy was not at all mentally prepared. He felt his ears be really buzzing and he couldn't hear anything. There is a feeling of tumbling and wanting to vomit. His mind was also blank. He had completely forgotten what he had been thinking just now. He even felt his legs, as if they had lost control, and the ground kept shaking, and he couldn't stop for a long, long time.

After a long time, Bachlu subconsciously turned back, wanting to see what was going on behind him. It's okay not to look at it, but when I look at it, I feel that the blank in my mind is even more blank. Behind him, columns of black smoke continued to rise. And the head of the city where he used to stand is long gone. The entire vicinity of the city gate was in ruins. Obviously, this is the east gate of Zhuang Lang City that was opened.

"Damn it!"

Bahloch immediately felt the world spin around, and his mind went blank again.

He finally understood the power of the white-clothed army. He finally knew what those slow-moving white-clothed soldiers were going to do. He even vaguely knew what kind of weapons those white-clothed soldiers were hiding to blast open the gates of Zhuanglang City. What else would there be besides the weapons of mass destruction that were used in the fortress of Mount Caron? The thought of those terrifying weapons of mass murder made Bachlu feel a little creepy. Fortunately, he was not near the city gate, otherwise, he would not have known where he died.

What a damn one! I should have thought of it a long time ago. The white-clothed army has such a big killing weapon, and it will definitely be used in siege warfare. But even if you think about it early, what's the use? Does he have a way to stop it? No! The only thing he could do was to retreat the troops near the city gate to avoid casualties. Near the current city gate, there is already a ruin. Bakhruch knew that the troops near the city gate were all finished.

After such a powerful explosion, Bakhlu would never have thought that there would be many people in the ruins who would have the ability to climb out. Even if they didn't die on the spot, the white-clothed soldiers who rushed up behind would have let them lose their breath. Since the city gate has been damaged, the large army of the white-clothed army outside the city can rush in unimpeded. It is estimated that now, the vanguard of the white-clothed army has jumped from the ruins and is ready to enter the city, right?

"Not good!" Bachlu was in a state of agitation, and hurriedly came to his senses.

The large army of the white-clothed army entered the city, and he had to find a way to evacuate Zhuanglang City. At this point, there is no need to resist stubbornly. At this point, the only thing to think about is to escape. Because, if he continues to stay in the city, there is only a dead end waiting for him. Relying on the existing troops, trying to block the white-clothed army from entering the city is simply a dream.

However, Bakhrech found it impossible for him to organize an orderly retreat. The gates were destroyed, and the Tatar defenses were largely broken. This loud sound of the sky falling apart made most of the Tatars frightened. Dead, stunned, naturally needless to say. The Tatars, who were still alive, had retreated from the front line in a desperate way. There was no way around it, and the Tatars were the first to be completely defeated in morale. They really can't bear such a battle, and they don't know how they died.

"Da Da Da!"

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves sounded.

Bahlu looked up and found that the first to flee was actually the Mongol cavalry of the Lu family.

These Mongolian cavalrymen didn't know the power of the white-clothed army at all, nor did they know the details of the white-clothed army. At first, they were a bit confused and didn't know what to do. As a result, when they suddenly discovered that the combat effectiveness of the white-clothed army was so strong that even the Tatars were not opponents, their psychology quickly collapsed. After the psychological breakdown, the first reaction of the Mongols was naturally to flee for their lives. How far can you escape!

The Mongol cavalry was the first to flee, leaving the Tatar cavalry in disarray. Originally, when the Tatars retreated, they did not think of abandoning the city and fleeing. After all, they are well-trained, and after suffering a heavy blow, they still want to regroup their team and continue to fight back. In the past, the Tatars fought wars, and there were times when they were at a disadvantage. In the face of adversity, they will grit their teeth, continue to persevere, keep regrouping their team, and continue to fight.

However, with the Mongols taking the lead, they immediately could not hold back. At this time, the most fatal thing is that someone takes the lead in escaping. Once someone makes this bad head, the people behind will follow suit. Even if you are usually a brave person, you can't support it at this time. Everyone else has run away, but you still haven't run, aren't you deliberately looking for death? Do you think that by yourself, you can stop all the enemy attacks? No kidding!

When people's hearts are scattered, the team will not be easy to lead. Unspeakably, some Tatars also quietly joined the fleeing army. Finally, they still had some shame, and they hid themselves in the Mongol cavalry and quietly went out of the city. However, with their example, the Tatars, who fled behind, did not even need such a cover-up. They pulled the horses straight from the stables, turned over on their horses, and ran away without saying a word!

"Stop! Stop! Bastard! Stop! ”

When Bachlu saw all this, he was so angry that he jumped to his feet. His men, the ones he was proud of, were completely shattered. In the midst of his angry scolding, some of the Tatars hesitated and stopped, not knowing what to do. However, some Tatars lowered their heads and hurried out of the city, sneering at Mo Yuegen's angry scolding. With them as an example, the Tatars, who hesitated and did not know how to be good, also went out of the city.

"Bastard! Coward! You're all cowards! It's a shame! ”

Bachloch roared loudly, his cheeks distorted with what he thought was overly angry. Wielding a golden saber, he rushed out into the street to intercept his men. He ordered them to stop the rout at once, and launched a counterattack against the white-clad army to close the gap. When he encountered someone who did not obey the order, he wielded a sharp golden saber, dragged the opponent off his horse, and hacked him to death. The golden saber in his hand was very sharp, and it was powerful and heavy, and if it went down, it would be the result of two cuts. In a matter of moments, he had killed several Tatars, and there was a pool of blood all around him.

However, his deterrent ability is already very limited. By this point, the Tatars had completely collapsed. There is nothing left to stop them from escaping. No amount of hacking to death by Bahloch would have prevented the remaining Tatars from abandoning the city and fleeing. Some even rode past Bachruch's side, apparently completely ignoring his presence. Bachlu stood in the middle of the street with a blank face, not knowing what to do. He understands that if the hearts of the people are scattered and the team is not easy to lead, even if he kills them all, it will be useless.

The general trend has gone, and Bakhlu also feels that he has no way to recover. However, as a big forward under Mo Yuegen, he can't be discouraged like this. He still has to regroup his team, and he has to continue fighting. He still has reinforcements behind, and he is not far from Zhuanglang City. However, if he wants to reorganize the team, it is absolutely impossible in Zhuanglang City. He had to find another place, relatively safe, to reorganize his scattered troops.

"Retreat!" Bachlu had no choice but to give an order.

(To be continued)