(0741) San'al hurriedly approached the walls of Yangguan Fort with his troops. In order to get the remaining firearms of the white-clothed soldiers in Yangguan Fort, Sanal was very active, and he desperately shouted at his subordinates to speed up their advance. His eyes kept moving over the dense human heads and looking into the inside of Yangguan Fort. At this time, Xu Xingxia's head is not very important. At least, not as important as the firearms of the White Coats.

Xu Xingxia's head is worth a maximum of 50,000 taels of gold. These sharp firearms left by the white-clothed army are priceless. Idiots can see that these firearms of the White Army are absolutely unique, and there is no second one in the world. Once obtained, a large number of imitations will definitely greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of the Mongols. Perhaps, it is not impossible to revive the glory of Genghis Khan. What was the weakest link of the Mongols? It's weapons and equipment!

However, there seems to be a slight gap between the ideal and the reality. When San'al desperately came to the city wall of Yangguan Fort, he found that the battle here was very fierce. The Mongols did raid part of it and entered the Yangguan Fort. However, more people fell outside the walls. The White Coats are clearly not defeated yet, they are still resisting stubbornly. Judging by the fighting situation of the white-clothed army, there is no sign of a rout at all.

Outside the walls of Yangguan Fort, it has long been a mess. There are Mongol corpses everywhere, in all kinds of poses. This is still a largely intact corpse. As for those that are incomplete and scattered, I don't know how many. In some places, the corpses were stacked on top of each other, and they were as high as walls. You can imagine how many layers are stacked.

On the city wall, the grenades thrown by the white-clothed soldiers were very ferocious. They were all hiding behind the walls and throwing grenades, and they were not visible. Therefore, no one knows where the grenade will fly from. If you are not careful, the grenade explodes nearby, and all the people around you will be destroyed. Although the Mongol archers' bows and arrows can deal some damage to the whites when they throw grenades. But, in general, it was the Mongols who suffered a much larger proportion of casualties, often falling in pieces.

San'ar cautiously walked around and found a very sad reality, that is, Igduzi's troops seemed to have suffered extremely heavy trauma, and the number of troops had been greatly reduced. He originally thought that Igduqi himself should also advance to the inside of Yangguan Fort and fight face-to-face with the white-clothed army. However, judging by the information he received, it was clear that this was not the case. Igduzi, whereabouts unknown.

In such a chaotic battlefield, the four words of missing are definitely not good news. More often than not, it's synonymous with being killed. Even if he was not killed, he was probably seriously injured and could not move. You can't even call for help. Otherwise, he would have called for help a long time ago. From this point of view, it is extremely likely that Igduqi is more than lucky.

"Damn Igyduzi! You're dead yourself, do you want to pull us on your back? Sanar couldn't help but curse indignantly. If it weren't for the news that Igduqi sent back, he San'al would never have run up with his troops. I thought it was a bargain, but I didn't expect it to be a death. It's dangerous, it's dangerous.

"You have to find a way to get out! You can't stay here for long! Sanar was decisively determined. It was at this time, however, that Sanar began to feel bad. Because, behind his team, there were 10,000 people in Kongol, as well as the yellow flag and yellow flag of the Dajin army, they blocked all the troops of San'ar, and there was no possibility of retreat at all.

Moreover, there were indeed too many Mongol corpses lying on the ground, which greatly affected the movement of the troops. If he gave the order to retreat, the troops would have to turn around. If the troops want to turn around, they must slow down. They will expose their flanks and backs to the whites. At this time, exposing one's flank to the white-clothed army is simply suicide! A large number of bullets from the rear will easily kill every Mongolian cavalry on the ground.

"Forward!"

"Kill it!"

There was no way, so Sanal had no choice but to cheer up and order the troops to move on. At this point, he had no choice but to let go. Indecision and indecision are taboos on the battlefield. This common sense, Sanal still has. Since you can't retreat, you can only fight your way out of the bloody road. At this time, he couldn't care about Xu Xingxia's head, nor did he care about the sharp firearms of the white-clothed army. He only wanted to save his life. Of course, it would be best if you could keep all your subordinates.

However, in the current situation, it seems that it is a bit difficult to achieve these two goals. Just as he was moving forward, he suddenly felt that the counterattack of the white-clothed army seemed to suddenly increase. That's right, it's a sudden increase. The sound of explosions, large and small, just now, instantly became more dense. He's also a veteran on the battlefield, which still feels very secure. He could conclude that reinforcements had definitely arrived for the White Army.

"Damn Daizen!"

"Damn boar skin!"

"Damn Igduzi!"

"And, damn all the whites!"

Sanar cursed unabashedly, fiercely, loudly.

He couldn't take it anymore. This time, the Mongols were really wronged. Not to mention being pitted by Dajin Guo, he was also pitted by his own people. What's more, they were also pitted by the white-clothed army at the most dangerous time. Originally, the combat effectiveness of the white-clothed army was strong, and the only flaw was that the number was too small. Now, reinforcements from the White Army have arrived to compensate for this shortcoming. They continue to rush up, is this to kill themselves and annihilate the whole army?

Damn the white-clothed army, it's really too cunning! Sang Al couldn't wait to jam Xu Xingxia's neck with his own hands and ask him why he was so insidious and vicious! The white-clothed army obviously has a large number of troops, and it obviously has a large number of reinforcements, why didn't they put it in earlier? Why create the illusion that Yangguan Fort is crumbling? What's the point of hiding and tucking in? Why did the Mongols quietly put it in when they saw the dawn of victory?

If the White Army had sent in reinforcements earlier, the Mongols would have said that they would not have attacked! Paralyzed, I've seen cunning, I've never seen such cunning! With the hands of the white-clothed army, the entire Dajin Kingdom, as well as the Mongols, were all killed. For this small Yangguan Fort, the Dajin Army, and the Mongols, how much blood has been shed? Sanar couldn't have imagined. He could not accept such terrible consequences.

It is estimated that at this time, Nurhachi, who was watching the battle in the rear, did not know what was happening on the front line. Perhaps, he is still dreaming of leveling Yangguan Fort, cutting off Xu Xingxia's head, and seizing the sharp firearms of the white-clothed army. I don't know why, San'al didn't even inform the others of the intention of retreating. Could it be that in his subconscious, he also wants to drag them to the funeral together? Anyway, you are unkind, I am unjust, and I will die together!

"Lord Belle, are we going to retreat?" A commander came to the front of Sanar and asked in a panic. Those who can be commanders are not stupid. Their battlefield experience is very rich. The white-clothed army's counterattack increased, and they were aware of it. Under such circumstances, if the fight continues, the Mongols will probably not be able to bear it.

"Can we retreat? Where to retreat? Sanal said angrily.

The commander was dumbfounded. He looked helplessly at the back of his team and found that Kong Guoer's troops came up, and the yellow flag and inlaid yellow flag of the Dajin army also came up, so many cavalry were crowded around Yangguan Fort, crowded with people, dense, and even the place to settle could hardly be found. If they want to retreat, it is simply impossible.

"Trap, Lord Belle, this is a trap at all! We've been tricked! The commander sighed sadly. At this time, even a fool understands that he has fallen for the white-clothed army. The other white-clothed soldiers just set up traps and waited for them all to jump in. As a result, they were all obedient, and all of them jumped in.

With his heels, he can imagine what kind of consequences they will have if tens of thousands of them are densely exposed to the firearms of the white-clothed army. This is a one-sided massacre! Even if they finally come to their senses and retreat desperately, it is estimated that more than half of their living force will be buried here. If you don't die one or two hundred thousand, you don't want to get out. And this is exactly the purpose of the White Army. Without enough soldiers, how can they fight against the White Army in the future?

"Tell the rest of the 1,000-man team to find a way to preserve your strength! Get out of the way as much as you can and let the others go up and take the lead! If you can withdraw it, withdraw it first! How many can run, count as few! Be careful, don't tell the people in the back! Sanar said calmly.

"Got it!" The commander had no choice but to hang his head and go.

Originally, I was in a hurry to kill, thinking that I could make a contribution, but I didn't expect it, but I jumped into the trap with one foot and almost gave away my life. The most urgent task at the moment is to save ourselves. And if you want to save yourself, you must take the lead. If the Konggol troops in the back and the Dajin Army knew about it, it would be very difficult for them to retreat smoothly.

After issuing the order to preserve his strength, Sanal also immediately found behind a city wall and carefully hid. On the battlefield, guns and bullets are flying indiscriminately, and without the cover of the city walls, it will be very dangerous. San'ar has a strong sense of life-saving, and he spotted this place at first sight. This is a broken section of the city wall, and the white-clothed troops stationed on the city wall have all died. Now, it is none other than the white tooth lama beside Sanar who has seized this place. They were all excellent archers, which reassured Sanar a lot. His own life was finally saved temporarily.

The Mongol cavalry archers who received San'ar's orders also found places to hide and no longer participated in the attack. They all felt bad and were thinking about how to deal with it. This command came at the right time. They immediately carried it out without thinking about it. Of course, in the chaos, there were many Mongols who did not receive orders. They continued to attack the whitecoats until they themselves were blown apart by grenades.

With the arrival of the Vulture Cavalry, the grenades of the white-clothed army are really too ferocious. The officers and men of the Eagle Cavalry, who had been suffocating on the transport ship for several days, had long wanted to breathe. And fighting is the best way to breathe. As soon as they entered the position, they poured out all their grievances on the Mongols through dense grenades one by one. After a while, the Mongols who rushed up were all emptied.

"Damn the whites!" Sanar couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

Such a dense sound of grenade explosions meant that his troops were suffering huge casualties. Every explosion made Sanal's heart ache like a knife. He almost burst into tears. No way, he really can't help it! What he brought this time was the elite of the tribe. If all these elites are lost in front of the white-clothed army, the strength of his tribe will be greatly weakened.

The prairie is a world of the jungle, and if your strength is weakened, there will be countless wild wolves that will pounce on you, take advantage of the weakness, and tear you apart. There is no doubt that the White Army is absolutely murderous. However, in this world, there are many forces that are as murderous as the White Army, or even more ferocious than the White Army. If they pounce on their tribe as well...... Sanar could not have imagined the consequences. It's horrible.

In order to divert his attention, Sanar probed through the gap and found that all the Mongols who had entered had been defeated by the white-clothed army. He didn't know how many Mongols had fallen in front of the white-clothed army. The only thing that is certain is that this number will definitely not be less than 10,000 people. With a team of 10,000 Mongol cavalry archers gone, the military strength of the Horqin tribe will definitely be greatly weakened.

However, this is not the most terrifying. The most terrible thing is that the Mongols themselves do not seem to be satisfied with such casualties, and continue to come up to die. And the most elite troops of the Dajin Army are also very active in joining the game of death numbers. You can tell from the expressions on their faces that they are full of expectations for victory.

In San'ar's sight, the Mongolian cavalry archers from the Kongol tribe, as well as the yellow and inlaid yellow flags of the Dajin army, continued to pour into the Yangguan Fort like a tide. At this time, they didn't realize at all that the inside of Yangguan Fort was actually a big trap. A big trap full of death.

"It's over, it's over......" Sanar muttered to himself.

(To be continued)