Chapter 124 Xu Da

"I'm not a scholar!" Wu Liangmou waved the steel knife and protested loudly. For the first time in his life, he was not proud of reading more than others. On the contrary, a humiliation of being discriminated over came to his heart, making his face redder than the blood on the shield.

However, his protest was drowned in a shrill sound of trumpets. The Meng Yuan soldiers on the front yard of the Municipal Bureau of Changes launched a counterattack, and followed the heavy armored axe soldiers and pressed up like locusts. The raised steel knife reflected the morning sunshine, making people feel cold in their hearts.

"Archer, archers clean up the roof!" Zhu Bashiyi's voice came from not far behind him, penetrated the shrill horn. Aslan led more than 90 archers to rush up along the street in six columns, and shot a row of arrows at the Yuan army archers on the roof on his back.

Although they came in a hurry, the arrows they shot were much more neat than those of the enemy. Immediately, more than 20 Yuan army archers were shot off the roof, and they broke their bones.

The other Mongolian Yuan archers did not bother to shoot arrows at Wu Liangmou and others, and fled to the other side of the roof to find a suitable location to hide. Aslan immediately put the second feather arrow on his bow arm, and while pulling it, he shouted loudly, "Forty steps ahead, shoot!"

"Swoosh!" More than ninety more eagle feathered arrows passed over Wu Liangmou, Yi Huazi and others' heads and smashed towards the iron armored axe soldiers coming towards them.

"Ding Ding Dangdang", the feather arrows hit the iron armor and splashed out a series of shrill sparks. The Mongol Axe soldiers who were pressing towards him paused and continued to advance. Every step he took, the ground swayed back and forth.

"Jaberfin, ten steps in front of the front, throw!" Chen De gritted his teeth and issued a decisive order. The gullies guarding the wings of the sword and shield raised the last short javelin and pressed them in rows toward the Mongol heavy armor auxiliary soldiers. Only five or six enemy troops fell to the ground when they were injured and fell to the ground. The others continued to slowly press forward. They could shoot the war horses into the javelins, but they could not do anything to the heavy armor on their opponents, but they only made their formation look a little messy, and their steps were no longer as neat as before.

"Blade and Shield Soldiers, come with me!" Yi Huazi raised his knife without hesitation and roared. The sword and Shield Soldiers lined up in six rows of quadrons all answered "Kill!" and rushed forward in line with the enemy's heavy axe. No one in the entire team turned around.

"Boom!" Two teams wearing iron armor collided head-on. The entire Han Xin City trembled slightly. The rolling red mist splashed from the junction of the teams, and it was impossible to tell which ones came from the Mongolian Yuan heavy armor and which ones came from the Xuzhou red scarf. The sharp blades and shields collided, and the blades and iron armor intersected, and the roar and friction sound intersected, drowning the screams of the injured and the dying cry, causing the listener to twitch, and the two tense, and a feeling of sourness and coldness came straight from the lower abdomen to the middle of the legs, which could eject out at any time.

Centurion Yi Hammer used his shield to press the axe from the opposite side, and the blade stabbed forward like a poisonous snake along the edge of the shield. This was the trick Ivanov taught him step by step, and it was tried and tested. However, this time, he only gained a harsh friction. The steel knife, which was repeatedly cold-forged with a five hundred kilogram water hammer, was blocked by the armor leaves on his opponent's body. No matter how hard he used all his strength, he could not push forward any further.

A stream of hot plasma sprayed on his face, burning the world in front of him red. Xiao Laoer, the soldier who was following him on the left, was cut off by a big axe, and he held half of the steel knife tightly in his right hand, and refused to relax until his death.

"Old Xiao!" Su Da roared forward and made up his seat. He used a shield to hit the face of the opposite axe soldier. The steel knife tweeted from bottom to top. "Boom!" His shield was directly slapped back by his opponent with an axe, hitting his face, and his head was bleeding. The blade in his hand also brought a ball of bright red meat. The heavy armored axe soldier on the opposite side screamed and threw down the axe, covered his crotch with both hands, and shook his body back and forth.

"Go to die!" Su Da saw the opportunity, jumped up, and slashed the connection between the helmet and neck guard with a knife, and went deeper several inches. Immediately afterwards, he was also hit by a sharp axe that was slashing over, and a huge hole was made in his breastplate, and he was so angry that he was on the spot.

"Go to die!" Centurion Yi Hammer rushed into his opponent's arms, pressed the man's chest with a shield, and pushed the man backwards repeatedly. The steel knife in his right hand was up and down, left and right, stabbed forward like a sole of his shoe. Once, twice, three times, three times, were blocked by the armor three times, without any effect. The heavy armored axe soldier who was pressed against with his shield roared and counterattacked, but because the axe handle was too long, he could not use the upper force. He just slapped Yi Hammer's armor collapsed downwards, and a few mouthfuls of bright red were sprayed out of his mouth.

"Go to die, go to die, go to die!" Yi Qizi endured the severe pain from behind and continued to stab him with a knife. Finally, he found a sense of familiarity. The blade pierced the joint between the two pieces of iron armor, stabbing his opponent intestines and rotting his stomach.

"Press up! Punch up!" Yi Qiezi pulled out the steel knife and greeted the brothers beside him. The nearby Red Turban Army soldiers responded one after another, risking the slashed by a giant axe in half, rushed into the opponent's arms. He used a shield to press the opponent's chest and looked for the gap in the armor.

Some people succeed, most of them fail. The teams of the enemy and us are intertwined and we can no longer distinguish each other. On both sides of the sword, shield, hand and heavy armored soldiers are the spearmen of both sides. You have me and I have you, and I have you, and no one is willing to give in.

"Arrowers, archers detour to both sides, shooting behind the heavy armored soldiers, breaking up their team orders!!" Zhu Bashiyi held up the iron trumpet and issued an order anxiously. It was too chaotic, and the situation on the battlefield was so messy that he could not make timely adjustments. However, more enemy troops rushed in from another door in Han Xin City and tried every means to get closer to the vestyard of the Municipal Bureau of Changes.

"Give me! Make me a seat! Let the musketeers go on, let the musketeers go on!!" Liu Ziyun, who was in charge of commanding the musketeers, was anxious but could not help, and his eyes were so anxious that he was full of fire.

There are people in front, back, left and right, and he cannot find any target of attack. The mezzanine is not as good as a bow and arrow. The ballistics are completely straight and there is no possibility of being shot at all.

"Idiot, you won't bring people to the roof!" Xu Da, who had just rushed over, shouted at the top of his voice. Then, he turned his head to the grenades and auxiliary soldiers behind him. "Li Ziyu, take the grenades up the city wall. Take down the enemy building on the opposite side, throw grenades down the city gate, and cut off the enemy's retreat!"

"Yes! The grenadiers come with me!" Li Ziyu, the deputy Qianhu, who was worried that he could not play a role, agreed and led three complete teams of 100 people, turned around and rushed towards the horse road on both sides of the city gate on the attack road.

"The first team of auxiliary team, the second team of auxiliary team, detours from the left and right sides, and the courtyard wall blocking the way will be pushed down directly!" Xu Da looked up and looked around, and decisively issued the second order.

"San Sui went to clean up the streets and free up space for the cannon trucks."

"Fu 4, Fu 5, take the ladder and send the musketeers to the roof!"

"Author Six, let me collapse the courtyard wall of the Municipal Bureau of Changes. The others formed a team of people. When the courtyard wall collapsed, they immediately pushed the cannon truck and pressed the gate of the Municipal Bureau of Changes!"

He is a calm person in the face of danger. The more critical the moment he is, the more he can calm down. Although the commands he issued sounded messy, under his command, the auxiliary soldiers found what they should do. They acted separately in units of hundreds of people. Soon, two or three more roads leading to the front, each of which could provide support to the Red Turban Army's robe.

Liu Ziyun, with more than a dozen of the most agile musketeers, also climbed up to the roof with the help of a human ladder. He ignored the archers who were so close that they were stunned and took the coercion gun off his shoulders and quickly began to load them.

According to Zhu Bashiyi's reminder, each lead bullet was rolled together with a paper tube and four and a half cents of gunpowder, and placed it in a row in a pig's skin backpack. Liu Ziyun quickly took out one of the paper rolls and rubbed it neatly against the aiming gap behind the barrel.

The thick paper roll was immediately cut into a two-minute length, revealing the black gunpowder inside. Liu Ziyun held his breath and poured a little gunpowder into the medicine pot tremblingly. Then, according to the experience he had just figured out in recent days, he poured the remaining gunpowder into the chamber. Finally, he stuffed the projectile at the muzzle and pushed it hard with a strip of force.

Once, twice, there were endless shouts of killing in front of him, but he forced himself to look without any attention. It was not until the gunpowder in the barrel had been compacted that he vomited out the air from his lungs, and then lay on the eaves and pointed the muzzle at the heavy armored axe soldier closest to him.

"Swoosh!" A feather arrow flew over the other side of the ridge, flew over the back of his neck, bringing up a few broken hairs. They were the remaining archers of the enemy. Although they didn't know what the Red Turban Army soldiers were holding on the roof, they instinctively sensed the danger.

"Get out!" Liu Ziyun shouted in the direction of the feather arrow with great domineering spirit blew hard on the copper clamp. His eyes passed through the gap, and the sight of the star pointed at the head of the heavily armored axe soldier twenty steps away, and pulled the trigger hard.

"Swish!" The moxa quilt was pressed into the medicine pot with a copper clamp, and a stream of white smoke was lit. Then, a fire flashed at the muzzle, and with a "ping-top", smashing the target's head.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" More than a dozen other convex guns spewed out lead bullets one after another, either hitting the target or missing whereabouts.

A red light appeared on the chests of the four heavily armored axe soldiers who were fighting hard, and they fell on their backs. The sword and shield soldiers of the Red Turban Army took the opportunity to squeeze in through the gap they left behind, pressed against the chests of their opponents with their shields, and continued to search for the gaps in their armor.

"Demonic Art! Demonic Art!" Several heavily armored axe soldiers shouted, not caring about attacking the opponent who was close to each other, and their eyes swept around. The Fiery Armor, which weighed 64 kilograms and was difficult to pierce through the spear, was actually blood emerged from it in a daze. However, they did not see the weapons used by the enemy. How could such a strange scene not shock them?!

Even more shocking things were still behind. Two golden bronze bells suddenly popped out from the gate of the Municipal Bureau of Changes. The bell mouth was quickly raised, quickly adjusted its direction, and aimed at the reinforcements behind the heavy armored axe soldiers.

Immediately afterwards, a flash of fire flashed at the mouth of the clock, and two muffled thunders rang out between the sky and the earth. Looking at the point of the clock, a large piece of people, which was originally dense, instantly collapsed, and more than thirty corpses appeared there, blood flowing into a river!
Chapter completed!