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Chapter 470 Haicheng recovers, withdraws troops sadly

Shuo Tuo looked at the reaction of the Ming army, and immediately knew that this was another elite army, and the few were against the many, and they were not afraid at all.

And after the city was broken, he had already seen several such troops, no matter how many or how small they were, they were all equally brave and fierce.

This is morale, confidence in the strength of one's own army, and the momentum to beat the dog in the water.Jiannu is certain to be defeated, countless friendly troops are fighting in the city, what are you afraid of?
The first group of Ming troops held their bayonets to engage the enemy, and the rear row of Ming troops followed up, over the heads of their comrades, and threw a row of grenades at the enemy.

Groups of flames flashed under Jiannu's feet, and the sound of the explosion was deafening, several times more powerful than Mariezi, and Jiannu was blown into confusion all of a sudden.

Immediately afterwards, another group of grenades were thrown, and the successive explosions made the momentum of Jiannu's impact drop sharply.

The Ming soldiers in the second row finished throwing the grenades they carried with them, then shouted and raised their bayonets, and quickly joined their comrades in arms, stabbing forward together.

The third platoon of the Ming army followed suit and joined the battle group after throwing the grenade.

There was a fierce fight ahead, and the pursuers behind Jiannu had also arrived. A Franc machine gun blasted out the only two remaining guns at an extremely fast rate of fire, and the dense lead bullets like raindrops swept Jiannu down. A large piece.

The Ming army passed the cannon carriage, and the muskets fired round after round, stabbing Jian Nu's back fiercely.

The gunpowder smoke from the grenade explosion gradually dissipated, and what appeared in front of Shuo Tuo were the fallen corpses, bloody stumps and broken arms, and the screaming and wailing wounded.

The corpses in front of them were staggered, some were Jiannu's, and some were from the Ming army.However, the Ming army's hedging and grenade bombardment contained Jiannu's charge, and pushed Jiannu back and opened a distance.

With the sharp whistle, the musketeers of the Ming army raised their muskets and fired a volley at Jiannu.

White smoke rose up, and the flames from the muzzle of the gun flickered in the smoke. Amidst the screams, Jian Nu was knocked down continuously.

The muskets fired row after row. Although the Ming army suffered a lot of casualties, after shrinking the battle formation, they were still able to maintain a relatively high density of musket fire.

What made Shuo Tuo feel even more desperate was that reinforcements appeared behind the opposite Ming army.Perhaps it was the call of the shrill whistle, or perhaps it was the attraction of the sound of gunfire and explosions. Hundreds of Ming soldiers rushed over with their artillery carts, shouting.

The shouts of killing behind him were getting closer and closer. This was a large group of Ming troops gathered together. Relying on the advantages of numbers and firepower, even if Jian Nu fought desperately, he couldn't resist.

Unexpectedly, this is the place of death. Shuotuo raised his head and looked at Beicheng.

Unable to even take a look at the friendly troops outside the city, Shuo Tuo narrowed his eyes, and then his expression was determined.

He has the psychological preparation to die on the battlefield.He has been fighting in the army since he was 17 years old, charged into battle, blocked east and west, was injured, and was almost killed.Today is the time for him to die heroically and shed the last drop of blood for Da Jin.

Shuo Tuo yelled, "Kill!" and pointed the knife at the enemy ahead.

"Kill!" The Jiannu howled loudly, bursting into the final madness, brandishing knives, guns and weapons, rushing towards the white smoke in front of them.

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The fierce battle outside the city continued, and Jiannu's desperate onslaught also had an effect.

The three trenches have been filled out. Although they are not too wide and the price paid is very heavy, some Jian slaves have already rushed into the fortifications and started hand-to-hand combat with the Ming army.

However, because of the ferocious firepower of the Ming army's grenadier vehicles and the Ming Chongzhao's curved fire, it was difficult for the Jiannu attacking team to maintain the number of troops, and the attack lacked continuous pressure.

This point, Nurhachi and several generals watching the battle also saw it.The old slave's heart sank, knowing that it would be an almost impossible task to break through the Ming army's camp and save the city from falling.

Before occupying the fortifications outside the Ming army camp, so many troops have been lost.However, the troops of other camps of the Ming army have not yet been invested, and the firepower output of the Ming army is still strong.

Fan Wencheng shook his head helplessly, and cast his eyes on Li Yongfang beside him.

Li Yongfang sighed silently, and also shook his head in response, knowing that there is no hope if this fight continues.

The Ming army is already so strong? !Fan Wencheng recalled the fierce battle under the city of Ningyuan. Although the Hongyi cannons were frightening at that time, it was not at the same level as it is now.

He has already experienced the speed of fire of muskets.But with so many cannons, it made him unbelievable and terrified.

As a big country with a territory of thousands of miles and billions of people, this is not difficult to do.But this kind of Ming Dynasty was not what Fan Wencheng remembered.

A great empire that can mobilize and mobilize nearly half of the national power is no longer something Hou Jin can compete with.

Not to mention the power of the whole country, Fan Wencheng thought of the article in the newspaper, and finally believed that it was not false threats, but true.

Suddenly, Fan Wencheng's eyes froze, looking at the city in the distance.

Not only he saw it, but many people, including the old slave, saw it.The flag of Houjin on the head of Haicheng disappeared, and the battle flag of Ming Dynasty fluttered with it.

It's over!Not only has the city been breached, it has now completely fallen.

In such a short period of time - Fan Wencheng and Li Yongfang, the two big traitors, met their eyes, and they both saw shock and fear.

"Ming—Jin! Collect—soldiers!" The old slave's voice was hoarse and deep, and he spoke out the order word by word with difficulty.

There is no point in storming. Even if a camp is broken, it is impossible to collapse the entire Ming army, and it is impossible to recapture the city.

Similarly, the old slave was also shocked by the speed at which the Ming army captured the city.The Han soldiers in the city can't fight in the field. It should be much easier to defend the city, and there are many firearms to help in the battle. Why are they so vulnerable?
Trumpets sounded across the battlefield, and there was a whimper, like a cry of sorrow.

"Kill, charge!" Yue Tuo waved his saber as if he had never heard of it, and crazily supervised the formation, trying to force the retreating troops to charge up again.

Jiannu with red flags attacked the most fiercely and suffered the most losses.Hearing the call to withdraw troops, he ran back as if he had received an amnesty, but was stopped by the soldiers led by Yue Tuo, and was at a loss for a while.

"Those who retreat, cut!" Yue Tuo glared angrily, raised his knife fiercely, and wanted to kill a hesitant Niulu Ezhen.

The arm was grabbed, and the knife stopped in mid-air.Yue Tuo turned his head viciously to see who was so bold.

"Brother." Sahalian frowned tightly and reminded: "King Khan's order must not be disobeyed."

Yue Tuo's eyes blinked slowly. Although this sentence was brief, it carried a lot of weight.

"The people and horses have lost a lot, and the two red flags cannot continue to be fought like this." Sahalian immediately added: "Father still needs our backing."

The madness and anger in Yue Tuo's eyes decreased a bit. Disobeying King Khan's general order will have serious consequences; if the loss of the two red flags is too great, his father Daishan will not have an army to support him, and life may be difficult.

Looking back bitterly, more flags of the Ming army had been flying from the top of Haicheng city, finally dispelling Yue Tuo's last luck.

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(End of this chapter)