"Enemy attack!"
Panic and anxious shouts rang out in the Beiyuan camp. Enke stood on the parapet and shouted crazily, using all his strength.
In an instant, the Beiyuan soldiers resting in each tent pushed aside the horses beside them, picked up their weapons and rushed out, swarming towards the direction where the shouts came from.
But at this time, the Ming army was close, and the originally fragile wooden wall had been pulled open by the Ming army's hook, revealing a gap.
"Kill him!"
Fu Rang roared, holding two short halberds, and jumped up on the ice and snow on the mountainside.
There was a click, and after he suddenly became unsteady and staggered, the short halberd in his left hand turned into a hook and nailed the ground above his head. Then he alternated with his right hand and reached the gap in the wooden wall in two or three strokes.
Phew, there was a burly Beiyuan man opposite, the scimitar in his hand was sweeping across.
Fu Rang lowered his head in embarrassment, and the white feathers on his armor snapped.
He was born in the palace guard, and now he is the commander of the Yulin Guard. To him, that feather is honor.
In an instant, Fu Rang was furious. When he lowered his head, the short halberd in his hand hooked on the leg of the Beiyuan man and pulled down.
"ah!!"
Rang's horrified cries didn't help. His burly body was pulled down directly and slid down the mountainside. After knocking over several charging Ming troops, he was entangled face to face with the Ming troops.
Before he could stand up, several Ming soldiers were already holding down his hands and feet. A Ming soldier next to him, whose chin had just grown hair, ferociously took out a triangular awl and inserted it from between his neck.
Go in.
Poof, blood sprayed on the white ice and snow.
The murderous Ming army did not even look at the Beiyuan man, who was covering his neck and rolling on the ice and snow. He followed his comrades and climbed up like a wild beast.
Behind the wooden wall of the Beiyuan position, Boyan Timur ran here immediately after hearing the screams, shouting hysterically.
"Enk!!!"
The person who died was his partner Enke, a nobleman of Fu Yuwei, whose ancestry can be traced back to the great hero Zili Zou during the Genghis Khan period.
War will never show mercy because of whose descendants or descendants you are.
But there seems to be a rule between heaven and earth. The prominence of ancestors often becomes a talisman for future generations.
Some people call this rule reincarnation.
The Han people call this kind of retribution.
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After hooking the guy from the Northern Yuan Dynasty, Fu Youde desperately tried to gain a foothold in the gap.
But before he could stand firm, several crude spears were thrust at him. Unprepared, the brothers around him screamed and were pushed back by Beiyuan soldiers.
In a panic, he waved his arms and clamped several spears, but one of them was stabbed directly in the chest. In an instant, it felt as if his ribs were about to be broken, and the bone-chilling pain made his hand tremble.
He let go, and then a gun was stabbed directly into his waist.
He could no longer stand and slid down the slope on his back.
During the rolling process, he reversed his body and hooked the halberd on the ground again.
"Kill him! Kill him!"
He shouted like crazy, got up and rushed forward again.
"These useless rangers actually let the Ming army get under my nose!" Boyan Timur was supervising the battle from the front, with a ferocious look on his face, "Where did these reinforcements come from, how many people are there, and who is their leader?"
Lan Yu was talking about a sudden encounter with him. The Ming army didn't know how many enemies there were, and the Yuan army didn't know either.
"These Ming troops must be elite. Those at the front are all wearing heavy armor!"
Boyan Timur only guessed half of it right. These Ming troops were naturally the elite of the Beijing camp. But the heavy armored ones in front were not ordinary soldiers.
In the Ming Dynasty, from the day the army was founded, it was the military officers who took the lead in the charge.
At the narrow gap in the wooden wall, the fight has become fierce. Every second, people are rolling down from above, covering their wounds. The gap is like a flesh and blood mill, constantly harvesting human lives.
The Ming army attacked from the rear, with short weapons in their hands.
Bei Yuan got over the initial panic and stabbed down with the spear in his hand from a high position.
Gradually, because the gap was too narrow, the Ming army was crowded together with its own people during the climb, making it difficult to deploy.
"Step aside!"
Fu Rang roared, pushed away the obstructive Pao Ze, and knocked down the iron halberd in his hand.
"Pull open, open the wooden wall!"
He roared and fought desperately forward. He received countless blows on his body, and even his iron helmet was smashed in one place.
At this moment, the crossbowmen led by Anyuan Hou Wang De climbed up from the other side.
The crossbow arrows with shining arrows were aimed at the Beiyuan Army behind the wooden wall.
Whoosh, whoosh, after a round of volleys, a piece of wheat fell down over there.
Click click click, several more gaps were opened, the Ming army found a breakthrough, and rushed towards it like a crazy tide.
"Block! Block!"
In a short period of time, the offensive and defensive situation changed, and Boyan Timur was greatly worried.
More Beiyuan troops blocked the gap, and the fighting became more and more intense.
In the blink of an eye, at the foot of Mao'er Mountain, the corpses of Bei Yuan and the Ming Army were spread out on a layer.
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Lan Yu stood in front of the life and death line drawn by her own hands, her eyes twitching hard twice.
"Is this how the battle is fought, a bunch of stupid young people who have been attacked by mother-in-law? I have only been away from the capital camp for a long time, and now I am like this?" Lan Yu scolded, "A bunch of idiots who only know how to stick their heads out and get stabbed!"
At this point, he became furious again, "We only know how to charge head-on, but we don't know how to put some fucking people on the side and climb up quietly? The Tatars don't know how many of us have come. Even if they can't charge up, they can't."
We need to separate our troops and watch! Damn it!"
Seeing that he was furious, his warriors pushed Newton to death and said, "Commander, if we fight like this, our brothers will suffer a lot. After fighting for so long, should we let the brothers rest and relax?"
"Are you too confused by your enjoyment? Get down now, and more people will die if you try to go up!" Lan Yu's riding crop almost hit his face, "Go, lead a team of people, and climb up from the side!"
"Hey!" The dead cow touched his nose and turned around to greet his subordinates, "Stop watching the fun, it's time for us men to work hard!"
Throughout the ages, the only one who dared to use infantry to kill the Mongolian and Yuan cavalry was probably Lan Yu.
The only one who dared to use elite cavalry as infantry was Lan Yu.
It can be said that sometimes he is a lunatic, and he only has victory in his eyes.
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"die!"
Fu Youde chopped off Yiyuanjun's head with a halberd, causing his brains to burst.
But the next second, the spear stabbed directly into his neck, almost piercing his neck protector.
Under the powerful attack, his body rolled down again.
While stumbling, I bumped into many Ming troops who were gritting their teeth and pretending to attack.
Around him, there were also injured and dead robes sliding down the slope.
The sloping slope of Maoer Mountain turned into a bloody road.
Just as his body stabilized, Fu Youde suddenly felt something in his heart, "Why did you forget that? Damn it!"
Immediately, he turned around and ran towards Lan Yu.
I had just run a few steps and my body immediately froze.
At his feet was the life-and-death line drawn by Lan Yu just now, and across from him was Lan Yu, holding a knife on his waist and looking like a knife.
"Run?" Lan Yu was furious.
"No!" Fu Youde shouted. He had no time to talk to Lan Yu and shouted to the back, "Yu Linwei and Wu Xue come out!"
As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of young captains who had followed him from the capital to the border for training came out from the rear.
"Take our things and follow me!"
Lan Yu was slightly surprised, but did not stop him.
I saw those young people carrying their burdens and following Fu Youde, climbing towards Mao'er Mountain.
But they were walking on the side with relatively few people. After a few breaths, they had already seen the wooden wall of the Beiyuan Army.
Click, click, click, Fu Youde used his iron halberd to dig out steps on the ice and snow ground that he could stand on, and the brothers behind him followed suit.
"fire!"
Fu Youde shouted, and several people quickly lit flints and ignited the oil-soaked cotton fuse.
"Throw thunder!" Fu Youde shouted loudly.
A young-looking Yulinwei took out a bamboo tube as thick as an arm from his baggage and looked at the wooden wall above his head, feeling a little melancholy.
"Brother Fu, our people are also over there, entangled with the Tatars!"
Fu Youde only glanced at it and said cruelly, "Throw it away!"
Stab, the fuse on the bamboo tube was ignited, and the childish-looking Yu Linwei counted nervously.
"one two three four!"
"Let's go!"
Whoosh, the bamboo tube was thrown on the head of the Beiyuan Army.
Just when the enemy was stunned and didn't know what was going on, there was a loud bang, accompanied by heart-rending screams, and black smoke suddenly appeared.
"Throw!"
Fu Rang continued to yell.
The black dot-like bamboo tube flew down from the head of the Yuan army with a whirring sound.
Boom, boom, boom!
Explosions were heard one after another, and the soldiers of the Beiyuan Dynasty fell on their backs. A large piece of them fell down in the gap where they fought repeatedly with the Ming army.
Whoosh whoosh, countless black dots flew down again.
Fu Youde held up a newly lit bamboo tube, picked up the wooden wall with one hand, and threw it inside.
Boom!
At the foot of the mountain, Lan Yu was stunned.
"Then what the hell?"
Hongtianlei, the delivery manufacturing bureau affiliated to the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion, was remodeled based on the fire thunders used to defend the city in the past. In fact, it was Zhu Yunxi who really came up with the idea. The gunpowder also included iron sand, iron nails, iron sheets and other items, wrapped in kraft paper
It is placed in a bamboo tube, tied with a rope on the outside, and a fuse is added, and it is a simple version of a hand grenade.
This thing is not only terrifying in sound, but also extremely lethal.
Once the bamboo tube explodes, iron pieces fly out in irregular shapes, and iron nails are shot into people's bodies. Even those who are hit by iron will roll over and wail.
"ah!"
There were screams on the wall. A Yuan soldier had a piece of bamboo stuck in his eyeball and fell from above. However, there were also many Ming soldiers who were accidentally injured by their own people.
The door opened at the gap, more and more Ming troops poured in, and the battle circle continued to expand.
On the other side, the warrior who pushed the bull to death also climbed up with his men, ripped open a wooden wall, and rushed in from the side.
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"That's pretty much it!"
Lan Yu at the foot of the mountain snorted, "These young people are not stupid enough!" He said and laughed, "They are all good materials, take care of them, the Tatars will be beaten by us in this life!"
As he spoke, he gnashed his teeth and cursed angrily, "Bah, those scholars who are plagued by mother-in-law are all hoping that the noble sons will not do their jobs properly and the family will decline. Next time there is a war, I will bring a few plagued scholars to scare them to death.
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Speaking of this, I suddenly froze.
Severe pain came from his chest, almost making him unsteady, "Is there a next time?"
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Yesterday and today, I finally finished taking the professional skills test. Oh my god, I’m so exhausted.
This chapter has been completed!