.Wuhato did go out of the city to die. His army was arranged in a storm-former formation, and under the cover of the opponent's artillery fire, a large number of casualties appeared.

The new affiliated troops had no combat power at all. They were put at the end and could only follow the forwards to attack. The forwards disperse the enemy's formation so that they could get in and fight with the wind.

Even if the opponent has bows and arrows shooting, there are also cavalry in front of him, so the back is safer.

Now, the battle has completely overturned their past understanding.

I don’t know when or where, the rain of death will fall. Once it falls, everything around me will suffer, with broken limbs and broken arms, and flying everywhere.

After a few bullets, their fighting spirit completely disappeared. At this time, the forward had just rushed to the front of the enemy's position 300 steps.

Wuhato heard something strange behind him, but he knew that he could never turn around at this moment. As long as he turned around, it would be a complete defeat.

The only way is to rush in at all costs, pierce the enemy with his own spear, and pull out all the cowards who dare not fight head-on.

Some cavalrymen have already taken out their bows and arrows and are ready to cover them with the rain of arrows.

Later, the new affiliated troops had already begun to turn around and run back. Military orders were important and their destiny was even more important. If they continued to run, they would probably die here.

It's not the first time they've been deserters.

At this time, the formation of the Tartars had two distinct sides. The cavalry in front was still rushing madly, and the infantry behind had already begun to turn around and run back.

Since they are here, they must not be put back, otherwise, when they climb the city wall, they will cause trouble for their attack.

Without Zhang Yang's instructions, the scattered fireworks had already aimed at the enemy's retreat route.

On the battlefield, whether you can survive depends on your luck or not. Now, if you run fast, you will know this immediately.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The scattered fireworks were fired, completely blocking the key road for the defeated soldiers to retreat to the city gate.

Suddenly, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the ones who rushed to the front were all blown to pieces.

Those behind, seeing the situation, stopped their pace and could not retreat. Where else could they run?

"Bang, bang." Tianque gun finally started shooting.

After several tests of war, the soldiers have long been used to the formation in front of them, no matter how powerful the Tartar cavalry is, in their eyes, they are all people about to die.

They aimed and shot steadily, and saw the Tartar cavalry falling off the horse. Everything was exactly the same as training. The only thing they needed to do was to pull the pull rod above, press the bullets and gunpowder in the chamber, aim, pull the trigger below, and fire.

If the number of cavalrymen increases ten times, if their charges are more fierce, they may be able to rush to the other side's position. However, now they face twice the number of muskets, so they will avoid suicide without fail.

Wuhato has begun to regret it. How could a person who can defeat the imperial army and defeat the Grand Tuotuo easily take it down with just one charge?

Unfortunately, there was no medicine to take at this time, but unfortunately, he could not retreat. This time he attacked without Dashi Timur's consent. Now, this group of troops have been sent away, and his only choice is to follow the troops to destroy them together.

This is already his destiny.

Wuhato waved the scimitar in his hand and rushed forward, letting the terrible thing swish by, and letting the people around him fall down.

From time to time, some people fell off their horses, and from time to time, they were trampled to death by horse hooves. As the dignity of Mongolian warriors, they were willing to die.

On the top of the city, from afar, the most elite troops in Hangzhou were wiped out alive. At this time, they had no ability to fight back. Dashitie Muer's face turned pale.

After receiving the army's orders and went to fight privately, Dashitemur immediately realized that something was wrong and immediately climbed to the top of the city. At this time, the army had already set up a formation. If the army called out again, it would be unfavorable to its morale. In the past few days of being surrounded, its morale had been very low. If it could win, it would greatly boost the morale of the defenders.

Now it seems that it is a complete mistake, and it is simply a one-sided massacre! After seeing it, the fear in his heart was even more expressed.

This battle ended like this, how many people went to die. When and where did these gods of killing appear?

The sound of the deafening explosion, each of which would take away a large number of living lives. They were already imagining how terrifying it would be if those things fell on their heads.

The open space outside the city has become a Shura hell, with fear and death everywhere. The painful shouts made by the undead people make the defenders on the city weak and they are almost trying to kneel down.

At the front, Wuhato was still charging.

There were fewer and fewer people around him, but none of them retreated.

This momentum made Zhang Yang admire them. Although they were enemies and brutal Tartars, at this moment, they were brave warriors.

But no matter how much you admire, the war will continue.

Wuhato has never been patronized by the bullet, not because of his good luck, but because of Lu Zhen's intentional stay.

With so many Tartars, the Tartar in front is the most conspicuous. The soldiers curbed the urge to fire at him. This was a Tartar leader. Capturing him has great symbolic significance. It depends on whether he could squeeze out some news from the inside of Hangzhou City. When the Hangzhou City was captured, he was then interrogated publicly. Mingzheng was his destination.

Wuhato felt that there were fewer and fewer people around him, and he became even more crazy, getting closer and closer to those hateful enemies. When he rushed forward, he must kill them with his own hands!

The battlefield was in tranquility. At this moment, all those who charged and retreated fell down, leaving only Wuhato, who was still charging forward.

The sound of the musket stopped, and the scattered fireworks stopped.

Wuhato finally rushed to a place more than ten steps away from the other side's position. He had already seen the thieves in front of him hiding in the trench and looking at him coldly.

He waved his big sword, already imagining the sound of the big sword slashing on the other person's head and the blood gushing out...

"Puu!" Suddenly, the horse stumbled, and there was a tripping rope in front of it!

The fallen war horse was crying, and Wuhato rolled quickly and jumped off the horse.

"Crack!" He heard the sound of his leg bone breaking. Oops, it was broken!

He stood up with a knife on the ground, supported himself, and continued to walk towards the other party's position.
Chapter completed!