A series of screams rang out, and the pursuers were caught off guard, and a large number of them fell instantly.
The remaining pursuers quickly dispersed, looking for a place to hide.
Without the command of Wei Lai, the pursuers were like a pile of scattered sand, unable to form an effective counterattack. They hid far away and no one came up to kill them, not even their companions who were not killed by the crossbow.
The fighting was suspended as soon as it started, and only corpses and wounded soldiers were left on the ground in the square at the entrance of Menxia Province.
The soldiers also stopped shooting and watched carefully.
The battalion commander hurried to Zhang Long and asked eagerly: "Commander, what's the next fight? Do you want to send a signal to summon the brothers to come and help?"
"Don't worry, wait first!"
Zhang Long said coldly, while observing the front, he saw no one showing up. He didn't want to continue the attack, and he was full of doubts in his heart. These pursuers have chased them here, why don't they continue to attack? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to explain when you go back?
Wei Lai was injured before, so it was reasonable not to go to the front line to fight. It was also reasonable to lead troops to pursue him. After all, the pursuit was not a front-line battle. He could just sit on his horse and command without taking action himself. But when Wei Lai died, the pursuing troops actually stood still and did not do anything.
Retreat, what's the fuss about?
Things are weird!
"Division Commander, isn't it because this army doesn't want to fight?" the battalion commander speculated in a low voice.
"It may be that I can't explain it when I go back, so I just hide and confront each other until the battle is over tonight, or maybe I am waiting for support. Without Wei Lai, there is no command, so it is reasonable not to fight." Zhang Long cautiously put forward his opinion.
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"kill--"
Suddenly, roars came one after another.
Immediately afterwards, countless figures rushed from the roof, walking as fast as flying, throwing grenades at the pursuers, exploding terrifying fireballs that shook the night sky.
The pursuers were so frightened by the explosion that they turned around and ran away.
Zhang Long's eyes lit up and he shouted: "They are our people, rush out and kill the pursuers."
"clear."
The battalion commander agreed excitedly and left in a hurry.
Soon, the soldiers rushed out of the hall and attacked the pursuers.
With reinforcements in hand, and the reinforcements had already taken action, Zhang Long naturally would not sit idly by and jump directly from the attic. After landing, he rolled to remove the momentum, climbed up and rushed forward.
Under attack from two sides, the pursuers fled in panic, leaving behind corpses all along the way, and quickly left the gap.
Exiting the gap is the square, where a large army is waiting solemnly.
Zhang Long decisively ordered the troops to stop the attack and arranged for people to guard the gap to prevent the enemy from entering.
A battalion commander hurried over and saluted: "See you, division commander!"
"You guys arrived just in time. Just leave a group of people to guard the gap and prevent people inside from chasing after you. The others will follow me and let's go -" Zhang Long made a decisive decision and strode back the same way.
Tai Chi Hall is the big fish!
Everyone hurriedly followed, scanning the surroundings with cold eyes, like wolves looking for food under the moonlight.
Soon, the group returned to the vicinity of Menxia Province and saw an army coming in from that door. Zhang Long guessed that he had heard the explosion and came to check, so he didn't think too much and ordered the troops to attack.
For a moment, crossbow arrows were flying.
The enemy troops who came in were caught off guard and fell down one after another, while the rest retreated.
The whereabouts had been exposed and there was no way to attack the Tai Chi Palace. Zhang Long led his men to the door. When he saw many troops gathering outside, he said with pity: "Disperse and hold the door while other enemy troops come in."
The soldiers quickly dispersed, looking for favorable terrain to ambush.
Zhang Long did not move, hiding at the door to observe. When he saw a large number of enemy troops heading west, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. The battalion commander who immediately called for support asked: "Do you know what is happening with the harem army now?"
"It seems that the army stopped at Ganlu Gate. General Xue led his troops to confront the enemy. General Xu's men divided their forces to attack Yeting Palace and East Palace." The battalion commander quickly replied.
"Split your forces to attack Yeting Palace and East Palace?"
Zhang Long was a little surprised, thought for a while, and asked: "Ganlu Gate is heavily guarded, but Anren Gate was not blown open by me. I can kill through Anren Gate."
"I don't know the details, but it seems to have been decided by the King of Han."
"The King of Han came in?"
Zhang Long asked in surprise. When the other party nodded solemnly, he thought about it. If it was really the King of Han's decision, there must be a reason for doing so. Did he not want to kill too much and force the other party to surrender after taking the Yeting Palace and the East Palace?
Or start after the east and west palaces, surround them on three sides, and win them in one fell swoop?
After pondering for a moment, Zhang Long couldn't figure out the point, but Zhang Long understood why the army just went west. It was obvious that the Yeting Palace failed, and the enemy commander Yuwen Huchen panicked and had to send troops to support.
"If we attack the Taiji Palace at this time and cause panic, the enemy troops on the front line will definitely be panicked and their morale will plummet, which will be conducive to our own attack. It is a great achievement, do you want to do it?" Zhang Long suddenly said in a low voice.
"Done!"
When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up.
Those who can be selected into the Imperial Guard must be extremely brave.
"Use all the grenades together and give them to the brothers who can throw them far away. You are responsible for the command." Zhang Long looked at a battalion commander with a solemn and sharp gaze.
"Understood." The other party nodded knowingly.
"Others are checking the repeating crossbows and preparing to charge. If this vote is completed, a collective first-class merit and an individual first-class merit are indispensable. Everyone can advance to the first level. Let's fight!" Zhang Long encouraged everyone with murderous intent.
"Fight it!" Everyone's eyes lit up and they became enthusiastic.
After the Hanzhou Army implemented the military rank system, everyone valued their rank more than their lives.
Military rank is not only a symbol of military merit, but also a symbol of strength and status. Who can not like it?
Soon, the soldiers were ready.
Zhang Long also took the risk, his eyes were wild, and with a wave of his hand, he led his men to charge.
"kill--"
A roar shook the night sky.
The soldiers swarmed forward, pointing their crossbows at the enemy in front and firing hard.
There were about six hundred people, but they were like thousands of troops, rushing and fighting with an unstoppable momentum, like a sharp arrow shooting at the enemy.
The enemy reacted quickly and raised their shields to cover, while the archers were not to be outdone and fired their bows to counterattack.
When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!
The Jin Yiwei all put their lives on the line, rushing forward like a group of red-eyed gods of death, not caring about the tens of thousands of enemy troops blocking them in front of them.
The repeating crossbow was quickly polished, and it took time to replace the crossbow box. Everyone hung the repeating crossbow on their waists in a tacit understanding, pulled out the Xiuchun knife, clasped their hands tightly, and their fighting spirit became more and more fanatical.
"kill!"
Zhang Long roared angrily, rushed forward and slashed with his sword.
The opponent quickly raised his shield to block.
"Click!" A sound.
The shield was split into two, and the sharp sword remained unabated. It struck the opponent's shoulder hard and penetrated deep into his body.
Zhang Long stood up and kicked the opponent over, then pulled out his saber and struck back, slashing one person's head away, blood spurting out, and the whole thing was a ferocious mess.
The soldiers also swarmed forward, like wolves and tigers, their swords flying left and right, chopping melons and vegetables.
People rely on the sharpness of the sword, and the sword relies on the power of the person.
At this moment, the soldiers used Zhang Long as an arrow and rushed forward like plowing through holes. No one could stop them.
Seeing that they were only a few dozen meters away from the Tai Chi Hall, a distance that was not a big deal for the throwing masters in Jinyiwei, Zhang Long roared: "Make a round formation, hold on!"
The soldiers dispersed in tacit agreement and quickly formed a circular formation.
The person responsible for throwing the grenade didn't need to be reminded at all. He quickly rushed to the center, took out the grenade and lit it, then threw it with all his strength from one side of his body.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
The grenades soared into the sky one after another, heading straight for the Tai Chi Hall.
A bunch of Qiu Ba don't care if the Tai Chi Palace can explode.
In order to succeed in beheading, let alone Tai Chi Hall, it doesn't matter even if your own life is filled in.