"Kill!"

With a long roar, in the mountains and forests, dozens of people poured into Yuhua Gate together.

Just looking at their red round faces and the armor they were wearing, they were naturally Mongolian cavalry. Just because this place is really bumpy, they can only abandon the war horse under the crotch and are forced to fight on foot, although it lacks the momentum of the cavalry charge, but dozens of people rush up together, and the black pressure is enough to scare ordinary people.

"Here they are, here they are?"

When Zhao Mengfu saw such a scene, he was already stunned in place.

Zhang Mao next to him stared at it, and suddenly found that several people in the distance pulled out their bows and arrows in their hands and aimed them at them.

Anxious in his heart, he hurriedly jumped in front of Zhao Mengfu, waved the long knife in his hand, and the arrow was cut off in response, and then shouted to Zhao Mengfu behind him: "Your Highness, get out of here." ”

Zhao Mengfu reacted at this time, and hurriedly found a place with a hard rock shelter and hid.

He is just an ordinary scholar who is helpless, how can he adapt to this tragic war?

And in front of the Yuhua Gate, that Zhang Mo saw that the enemy was about to climb up, he shouted loudly, raised the long knife in his hand, and hacked the Mongolian people who stepped on it to death, and the corpse rolled down the hillside.

Seeing the tragic death of their comrades-in-arms, those Mongolian people were aroused to be brave and continued to crawl towards Yuhua Gate.

Zhang Mo was secretly shocked in his heart, and thought: "These guys are so powerful, they are so crazy?"

In the distance, a hundred households saw that Zhang Mo's strength was insufficient, and immediately jumped off the war horse, holding a mace in his hand, and killed Zhang Mo.

The mace was soaked in blood, which made it look particularly dark, and there was a rancid smell when wielded, which made people smell sick.

Zhang Mo saw the other party smashing it, and immediately felt nervous, and the long knife in his hand met it, and with a "bang", his long knife could not withstand the huge force, and many cracks cracked. The hundred households were overjoyed, and picked up the mace again, wanting to kill the other party with one blow. Unexpectedly, Zhang Mo's right hand moved, but he took out a black revolver from his waist, and the pistol was aimed directly at the opponent's head, and with a "bang", it left a blood hole on the door of the opponent's head.

"Damn, why are there more and more people?"

Seeing the other party's death, Zhang Mo felt a little more relaxed.

But when he swept the scene down the mountain, he found that the team that had only been a few dozen people before, but now it had gathered hundreds of people, and at the foot of the mountain in the distance, there were many dark shadows that were constantly coming, obviously reinforcements that were about to arrive.

At this moment, an arrow suddenly came from a distance, and the "bang" sound actually penetrated the iron armor on his body and pierced directly on Zhang Mo's body.

Zhang Mo snorted, his eyes condensed slightly, and he saw that in the mountains and forests in the distance, a hundred households were holding a longbow, revealing a provocation to himself.

"Oops, the arrows are poisonous!"

Pulling out the long arrow directly, Zhang Mo suddenly felt a trance in front of him, and his brain was also extremely tired, and he suddenly understood that the person before was quenched on the long arrow, otherwise it would not have been able to have such an effect.

Zhang Mo hurriedly clicked on several acupuncture points to block the flow of blood and qi in his body, so as to prevent the poisonous gas from spreading throughout his body.

When the soldiers below saw that Zhang Mo was injured, their eyes were red, just like the evil ghost, they screamed and rushed towards Zhang Mo, wanting to kill Zhang Mo in one fell swoop.

On the other side, Zhao Mengfu saw that Zhang Mo was in danger, and immediately shouted at the guards guarding him next to him: "What are you doing here?" Why don't you hurry up and save General Zhang, don't let those Tartars occupy this place, you know?"

"But what about you, Your Highness?" the guard hesitated.

Their duty is to protect Zhao Mengfu's safety, and they have nothing to do with guarding Tongchuan, if Zhao Mengfu hadn't agreed before, they wouldn't have run to such a dangerous place.

"What can I do here? The most important thing now is to ensure General Zhang's safety, do you know?" Zhao Mengfu shouted directly with anger on his face.

Seeing that Zhao Mengfu was resolute, everyone did not continue to delay, and immediately ran out from behind the mountain rock, also holding a gun in his hand.

They are also elite soldiers, naturally equipped with guns, although their performance is not as good as the Red Phoenix Army's weapons, but they all have the same power.

"Bang ......"

In the distance, at the Yuhua Gate, more than a dozen Mongolian warriors who jumped up fell to the ground in unison, lifeless.

Only Zhang Mo of the central government showed a happy face, and gave birth to some happiness for the rest of his life, and then ordered: "Kill me!"

Stepping on the Yuhua Gate, the remaining guards hid behind the pile of rubble, and the guns in their hands were aimed directly at the group of people who were rushing down the mountain.

"Bang ......"

The sound sounded again caused those people to fall to the ground one after another, and even knocked down one person behind them and rolled down the mountain.

Seeing this scene, everyone celebrated together.

Zhang Mo was nervous, and said, "Don't hesitate, keep shooting for me." So, his men held guns and shot continuously down the mountain, and they were swept away by this dense array of guns, and the Mongol army gathered at the bottom of the mountain began to collapse, and some people even left from here.

"Did it work?"

In the distance, Zhao Mengfu saw that no one came up for a long time, but he leaned out and asked Zhang Mo.

Zhang Mo looked solemn and shouted, "No, not yet." ”

But he was still thinking about the previous shelling, one shelling destroyed the entire urn city, it was obvious that the artillery was not an ordinary thing, but where was the thing at the moment?

"Woo......"

A heavy horn suddenly sounded, which immediately aroused the doubts in Zhang Mo's heart.

"Those people, why did they leave?"

While thinking about it in his heart, Zhang Mo saw that on the stone steps, all the Mongolian soldiers who had attacked this way at the front of the road had retreated, and he did not have the slightest nostalgia.

With a sudden light in his mind, Zhang Mo immediately became anxious and shouted, "Everyone, retreat immediately." He didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately jumped out of the back, and this jump jumped out of three zhang away, although the rest of the people were puzzled, but since it was the general's order, they did not dare to continue to stay in place, and they retreated from the ruins of Yuhuamen, hiding behind the mountain rock where Zhao Mengfu was hiding.

After everyone left, a familiar fireball appeared in the sky again.

"Boom, boom!"

The fierce explosion made Zhao Mengfu, Zhang Mao and others feel that their ears are buzzing, and their brains are also extremely dizzy.

"It's a good thing we left long ago, otherwise we would all be doomed. ”

Zhang Mo looked at the bomb crater, which was a foot wide, and he already had palpitations.

If he had been one step too late, it would have been obvious that he would have died directly in the flames.

"Hey, look there!"

A soldier saw it and pointed to the mountains in the distance.

Along the direction he pointed, Zhang Mo also saw several lines of fire suddenly emerge and fall directly somewhere under the mountain, and the rising pillar of fire also exuded an extraordinary momentum, which should have been caused by the place where the artillery was hit before, which actually caused the gunpowder to explode together.

Zhao Mengfu was immediately rejoiced and complained: "Is it the artillery of the Red Phoenix Army?"

"It should be. ”

Zhang Mo leaned over to look at the foot of the mountain, but saw that all the Mongolian soldiers who had been far away from here had retreated, so he lay motionless on the ground.

This time, if it weren't for the destruction of the opponent's artillery by the Red Phoenix Army, he was only afraid that he would be buried here.