The night is very long. For Zu Dashou and the remaining Ming army in the settlement, they hope that this night will become eternal. But whether he is willing or not, the morning star will still rise, and the sky will still be white.

Accompanied by the sporadic gunfire, Zu Dashou ushered in a new day. He took a big gulp of wine and threw the empty wine gourd into the ruins behind him.

In the dim light of the sky, there were shadows on the edge of the first fence, and it was obvious that the Mongols were making their final mobilization.

"Ouch...!" It got a little brighter, and a wolf-like howling sound came from the other side of the wall.

"Everyone get up! Get up, everyone, go to the city wall." Zu Dashou knew that this might be the last battle.

Based on the current situation of the Ming army in the settlement, it is difficult to withstand this final blow.

"Mortar, blast the hell behind the wall. Throw out all the shells!" With many years of military experience, Zu Dashou knew that there must be countless people squatting behind the wall at this time.

The days are running out. Throw out all the cannonballs. If you can kill every one, you'll be damned. Even if I die, I'll have to pull in a few more Mongolians to back me up.

Zhu Yuan had planned the shooting a long time ago. As soon as Zu Dashou greeted him, the artillery began to load the shells.

With the rate of fire of the mortar, more than eighty shells were thrown out in almost the blink of an eye. Orange sparks flashed continuously from behind the wall, and while the smoke rose, there was also a heartbreaking sound.

of screams.

Belegutai's hat was blown off by the airwaves from the shell explosion. The two Mongolian soldiers in front of him were covered in blood holes, and they didn't know how many shrapnel they had hit.

Climbing out of the pile of dead men, Belegudai was covered in blood. His subordinates grabbed him, turned over and hid in the trench.

The shelling was short-lived, and the Mongols knew that the Ming army had no more artillery shells.

After waiting for a long time, no more shells fell. Belegutai, whose head was covered with ashes and his face was covered with ashes, crawled out of the trench. Damn it, there was a blackened corpse underneath him. He would never do it again in this life.

I don’t want to eat roasted whole lamb!

The Mongolian soldiers suffered heavy losses, and there were people screaming and moaning everywhere. Those who didn't scream and moan, they all went to see the Immortal God.

The 500-man commando force that Beregutai carefully prepared lost most of its casualties almost in an instant. I was filled with hatred, but Beregutai had to reorganize the commando force.

There is no other way, we can't let these people who have been bombed so hard to find their way to charge.

Zu Dashou did not expect that less than a hundred artillery shells would blow up the brewing charge. After waiting for half an hour, Belegutai pulled up the second echelon.

Lessons were learned this time, and no one howled at the top of their lungs anymore. With a wave of Beregutai's hand, 800 Mongolian men crossed the wall with guns in hand.

"Bang!" The first guy who crossed the wall had not even landed on the ground. A bullet accurately passed through his chest. He fell to the ground and lay down directly, leaving a large pool of blood on the wall.

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The sound of gunfire became fierce in an instant. The Mongolian soldiers on the wall shot inside, and the Ming army on the other side of the courtyard wall shot at the Mongolian soldiers who jumped down.

The sound of gunfire became a mass, and at first a few could be heard, but later no one could hear it. The Mongolian soldiers who rushed in almost without exception stepped on simple landmines.

This kind of thing is not very lethal, but the pain it brings is extremely intense. In front of the position, there are many screaming and wailing Mongolian soldiers lying there.

However, these Mongolian soldiers were indeed ruthless. Since half of their feet were blown off, it would be better to have a damn good time being disabled for the rest of their lives.

The wounded soldiers kept rolling on the ground, and the mines were constantly pressed. The Mongolian soldiers were covered with blood and flesh, and the blood flowed out along the leather robes, flowing on the ground and soaking the soil, turning the soil into balls of bloody mud.

The charging road was paved with people, and there were dead bodies everywhere. Beregutai was so blinded by the sight, these were the bravest warriors in the tribe.

Zu Dashou had a cigar in his mouth and kept firing bullets in his hand. One magazine was empty, the bolt had just been empty and hung up, and his fingers were already pressed on the circlip.

It was effortless to hold the magazine with one hand. As soon as the cartridge case of the last bullet hit the ground, the magazine was replaced. A child who looked to be seven or eight years old quickly picked up Zu Dashou's magazine and ran to the bullet box.

Next, start pressing bullets into it.

Eighty meters, fifty meters, thirty meters...! The Mongols were getting closer and closer. Before the sun showed up, they had already reached the grenade throwing distance.

The gunfire became sparse, followed by the explosion of grenades one after another.

This is almost a mutual death strategy, and few people can throw a second grenade. But the problem is that the Mongols can die, but the Ming army cannot afford to die.

Zu Dashou shrank and got into the crack in the corner. A grenade crossed the wall and was thrown next to the children who were loading bullets.

"Run!" The fat woman rushed over with her heavy body and pressed directly on the grenade.

"boom!"

Flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Picking off a piece of meat that fell on his body, Zu Dashou fired a series of bursts. Several Mongolians who were about to throw grenades fell to the ground.

The grenade in their hands fell beside them, and the explosion immediately rang out.

The casualties were increasing, and Zu Dashou knew that this might be the last moment.

Several fierce Mongolian soldiers had already rushed close to the wall. Zu Dashou pulled out a grenade and threw it. The heat wave of the explosion made his face hurt, and half of his palm hit Zu Dashou's nose.

"Damn it, give me a slap before you die." Zu Dashou angrily took away the half of the slap and threw it outside.

Several Mongolian soldiers saw a dark thing being thrown towards them and hurriedly crawled to the ground.

Zhao Baoshun's body seemed to be covered in blood, and he didn't know where the wound was. His face was blackened by gunpowder smoke, and the stitched wound on his face burst open again. There was a row of white teeth in front and another row of white teeth on the side. If

Paired with a pair of red eyes, he looks like a kid from hell!

Even so, Zhao Baoshun still held the Aka rifle and fired one round at a time. The grenade was thrown at his feet, but he didn't even try to dodge, he just picked it up and threw it back.

The grenade exploded in the air and singed his hair, and blood began to ooze from several places on his body.

The sun still hasn't come out, but the Ming army inside the wall has reached its last moment.

"Damn it, I'm going to die like this?" Zu Dashou threw a grenade and screamed.

After paying the price of blood, the Mongolian soldiers finally rushed to the bottom of the wall. Explosive packets were piled underneath and the fuse was lit. Then the Mongolian soldiers ran back like crazy.

"Boom!" The ground seemed to shake, and Zhao Baoshun standing on the courtyard wall was blown away.

Smoke filled the air, and Zu Dashou's heart fell to the bottom.

"Boom, boom...!" A familiar voice rang, and Zu Dashou's heart dropped to the bottom and rose again.

It's the sound of rapid-fire cannons, the sound of rapid-fire cannons on airships.

Facing the rising sun, a reconnaissance airship flew swaying in the air. The two cannons on one side were pouring death.

The Mongolian soldiers fell to the ground like wheat. After being hit by the double 25 shells, no one was completely injured. A series of shells whipped the crowd like the scythe of death, and many broken bodies appeared on the ground after being swung around.

Corpses.

Under the suppression of the double 25 rapid-fire cannons, the Mongolian soldiers had no room to fight back. Even if someone fired at the airship, the bullets would not be able to hit the airship thousands of meters above the ground.

No way, range is a hard target.

"The airship is coming to pick us up, the airship is coming to pick us up!" The remaining Ming troops in the settlement cheered, and they all cried with joy as they looked at the golden airship in the sky.

I have seen too many dead people in the past two days, and my desire for life is particularly strong. Yesterday there were almost 400 people, but this morning there were only more than 60 people left.

The airship kept firing in the air, and bullet casings fell from the sky like raindrops. The Mongolian soldiers were beaten so hard that they had no place to hide on the grassland. The smarter ones simply lay on the ground and pretended to be dead.

If you are stupid, you will run like crazy, as if you can run through an airship with two legs.

Seeing the Mongolians fleeing in all directions, the airship did not continue shooting. There were so many Mongolians that they looked as densely packed as ants from the sky.

In order to pick up Zu Dashou as soon as possible, his subordinates sent a faster reconnaissance airship. This airship is small in size and equipped with two double 25 cannons. The pod can only accommodate ten people, and more

The space was squeezed out to load fuel, and the ammunition loaded was also very limited.

After the Mongols were dispersed, the reconnaissance airship slowly descended.

"The women and children will leave first, and the men will stay for a while." Zu Dashou saw that it was a reconnaissance airship, and his heart skipped a beat. The reconnaissance airship simply could not hold so many people.

"Commander, our mission is to pick you up...!" The military staff officer who came with the airship immediately became anxious. If something happens to Zu Dashou, his eight heads are not enough to chop him off.

"Get out! There is a settlement more than a hundred miles away. Drive at full speed and send these women and children to the place, and then come back to pick me up." Zu Dashou waved his hand impatiently.

For more than a hundred miles, it would take almost forty minutes for the reconnaissance airship to move forward at full speed.

After forty minutes, God knows if Zu Dashou will still be a complete corpse when he comes back.

"Master!"

"What nonsense! If you keep nagging you, I will shoot you." Zu Dashou stared, and the military staff officer immediately withered. This master, who kills people with his eyes open, is so angry that he doesn't even need to shoot himself.

Report.

My heart skipped a beat! The military staff pointed at the technician and pilot on the airship: "The two of them will stay, and I will bring the rest down. Bring down the ammunition as well!"

Since it had to transport more than thirty women and children, the airship had to lose weight. When people disembarked, all unnecessary things had to be thrown away.

"If those two cannons are removed, how many people can still sit there?" Zu Dashou pointed at the two double 25 cannons and shouted.

There are only two cannons on the reconnaissance airship. If the cannons are removed, the reconnaissance airship will have no self-defense capability.

But no one dared to question Zu Dashou's words. The technician and his men pushed the twin 25 rapid-fire cannon batteries and ammunition out of the pod as quickly as possible.

Women and children should go first, and no one has any objections. Especially since the teacher said this, no one dares to have any objections.

"Bring these two cannons to the other side of the gap. Women and children can hurry up. Time is running out. The Mongols may attack again soon." Zu Dashou urged anxiously. At this time, there was a woman holding her husband's hand and crying.

, when the hell did it happen.

Women, children and the elderly were herded onto the airship. The heavily overcrowded airship struggled to get off the ground. The pilot flew at full speed towards the settlement a hundred miles away.

Zu Dashou spat when he saw the airship taking off. Counting the eight people who got off the airship, there were thirty-six men here.

"Damn it, I made it through the whole day and the night, and there are still the last forty minutes. Just cheer me up!" Zu Dashou shouted with a gun.
To be continued...