Huge explosions sounded, and fire exploded, sending the enemy troops flying.
Several grenades landed on the main hall, blowing a big hole in the roof, and countless glazed tile fragments fell down, scaring countless generals in the main hall to flee and rush towards the gate.
Another round of grenades came over, and many of them landed at the gate and exploded. Some of the guards who had no time to dodge were blown to pieces, and blood sprayed all over the ground. When the generals who rushed out saw this scene, they were so frightened that they ran into the hall again, in great embarrassment.
Although Zhang Long and others were surrounded by enemy troops, they were not afraid at all. They shot and killed the charging enemies with their crossbows, holding down their position firmly.
A dozen people in the middle of the circular formation threw grenades desperately.
The six hundred people cooperated tacitly like a tight fighting machine, killing the enemy so much that they could not get close. They also blew up the Tai Chi Hall and turned it upside down, turning it into a mess. No one knew how many people were killed.
Soon, all the grenades were used up.
The crossbow arrows were also fired almost at the same time, and Zhang Long shouted: "Change the sword!"
The soldiers skillfully hung the repeating crossbows on their waists, pulled out the long embroidered spring knives from their backs, clasped their hands tightly, their eyes became more fierce and cold, and a terrible fighting spirit broke out, shooting straight into the night sky.
"Follow me and fight out!"
Zhang Long roared angrily and rushed forward first.
The circular formation quickly changed, with three groups in groups, both offensive and defensive, and three groups in one team. Each combat team formed a large attack triangle, and they rushed forward together, with fierce swords and murderous intent.
At this moment, the power of the three-by-three system exploded.
One person attacks, one defends, and one defends. The three of them are like one, working together to kill. They work together like a killing machine, and no one can resist.
Zhang Long rushed to the front, acting as the spearhead of the attack triangle. He danced with a knife like a tiger, splashed water, pushed him all the way up, and was instantly killed if he touched it. No one could stop him even for a moment.
The Imperial Guards created using the special forces training methods of later generations can all be called the kings of the battlefield in this era.
Rushing and killing along the way is like plowing a court to sweep a hole, leaving corpses strewn across the ground wherever you pass.
Soon, the soldiers fought their way back to the previous door.
"Spread out and hold on tight!"
Zhang Long shouted, "We are not ready to retreat anymore. The door is so big that the enemy's troops cannot open it. We only need a few knives to guard it. They take turns to fight. Even if they lose their lives, they can't even try to get in."
The soldiers quickly dispersed to replace the crossbow boxes.
The last few people who entered stood guard at the door, wielding swords and slashing those who followed them to the ground.
Corpses instantly piled up at the door, blocking the way. It was even more difficult for the enemy to come in. They simply retreated and let the archers come over. Zhang Long quickly responded and asked the brothers to disperse and hide on both sides of the door.
The enemy archers could not see the target and could only stare. The enemy generals had to move people forward to cover with shields. The shield was a round shield, which could only protect the vital parts of the body, but could not cover the entire body.
Zhang Long hid at the door, paused, and slashed at the enemy's feet.
Other soldiers followed suit and cut down another group in an instant, scaring the others into turning around and running away.
The enemy did not have explosive packs and could not blow up the door to get in. Zhang Long observed for a moment and shouted to a battalion commander in a deep voice: "Take your men to the gap before and have a look. There are other places to search to see if there is a door."
, if there is, send someone to guard it, the task is basically completed, whether the brothers can survive depends on whether they can guard the door."
"Understood." The other party agreed and left quickly with his people.
Zhang Long looked at the other battalion commander and continued: "It's useless to have too many gatekeepers. Use small teams as combat units to rotate. The others spread out and find the commanding heights to rest and treat the wounded."
"Understood." The other party agreed and quickly made arrangements.
A small team stayed behind to guard the gate and quickly replaced the crossbow boxes before the enemy attacked.
After that, they put away their swords one by one and locked the door with their repeating crossbows.
The door is so wide that not many people can come in at one time. If a small team shoots with two-stage crossbows, there will not be enough people to kill, and no one can come in.
The terrain was favorable, the soldiers had no worries and their morale was high.
I just don’t know who was killed just now?
Everyone looked outside the door curiously, but unfortunately the visibility was not high and there was a large army blocking the way, so they couldn't see it.
Waited for a while.
A soldier asked in a low voice: "Commander, did we kill a few big fish just now?"
"There should be!"
Zhang Long said uncertainly. He looked carefully and saw that the army outside actually started to retreat. He was shocked. He looked closely and saw that not only the army that was chasing them was retreating, but other armies also began to retreat, heading straight for Tai Chi Gate.
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"They...are they trying to run away?" Another soldier also saw this scene and couldn't help but ask.
More soldiers came over to check, and they were all a little confused - OK, why did you withdraw?
"Could it be?"
Everyone looked at Zhang Long, excited.
Zhang Long also thought of a possibility and said excitedly: "It seems that the friendly forces attacking the Yeting Palace and the East Palace on the east and west sides are progressing smoothly. The enemy's biggest support is the city walls and gates, but these are useless in front of the explosive packs.
It’s definitely unstoppable and we’re ready to withdraw.”
"What should we do? How about killing him?" the battalion commander suggested excitedly.
"Don't worry, let's take a look first." Zhang Long was also eager to give it a try, but he had no impulse. He stared straight ahead with a pair of sharp eyes, looking through the hazy moonlight, trying to see the truth clearly.
Soon, Zhang Long saw a large group of people escorting a group of generals to evacuate. Many people were being supported or carried. They must have been injured by grenades. He was overjoyed and said excitedly: "Brothers, we just fought.
Well done, I killed and wounded more than a dozen generals, so I made a profit!"
"There are only a dozen people, so it seems like nothing." Someone expressed doubts.
The battalion commander next to him laughed and scolded: "You know what the heck, a dozen ordinary generals are of course nothing, but those who can enter the Tai Chi Palace and are ordinary must be generals, at least fourth grade or above. If more than a dozen fourth grade generals die, even if they are all
He is injured and unable to command the troops. More importantly, once the news spreads and morale plummets, how can we stop our army?"
"That's right, what matters in fighting is morale. Without morale, you don't even want to fight, how can you still be undefeated? Your battalion has made great achievements this time, and I will take credit for you later." Zhang Long said excitedly.
"It's all because of the division commander's good command." the battalion commander said quickly, with a humble expression on his face.
"Yes, yes, it all depends on the division commander's command."
Everyone said excitedly, their eyes gleaming, it was a great achievement to kill more than a dozen generals of rank four or above.
"kill--"
Suddenly, a defeated army rushed out from the opposite side, followed by a large army, firing crossbows to clear the way, extremely fierce.
The leader, wearing bright silver armor, was particularly conspicuous under the moonlight and torches. He danced like a tiger with a horse pole, knocked down several people at once, and shouted: "Brothers, charge forward, don't let any of them escape."
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"Is it General Xue Zhi?!"
"Hahaha, it's General Xue's men. Sure enough, they came here to kill me. Brothers, follow me. Xue Zhi will not get credit for seizing the Tai Chi Palace." Zhang Long was overjoyed and rushed forward.
When the soldiers heard that it made sense, Tai Chi Hall was a great meritorious service. For this reason, the brothers were willing to risk their lives to rush in. If someone else took the lead, they would die.