The best Daming golden turtle son-in-law

Chapter 242
However, the Tatar cavalry has a brave and tenacious nature. How could they be defeated in the first day of junior high school?
It was black and dense, these people were smoking and bursting into flames, facing bullets, and some were shot, as long as they were not dead, they were still running wildly bleeding!
"Damn it," Yang Ling couldn't help but feel numb, "I'm not afraid of death!"

I have to admire it, it is really a fighting nation that survives on horseback, and dies on horseback!
After being beaten into confusion for a while, they rode up desperately, as if the wounds on their bodies didn't hurt.

"Shoot and shoot!"

Xu Qi commanded desperately, hacked and killed two soldiers who fled the battle with his own hands, and those Musketeers braved the rain of arrows and fired another round of guns, and finally they couldn't stand it anymore.

Most of the two or three thousand Musketeers led by Yang Ling were novices, and it would be great if the miscellaneous troops could give the Mongolian cavalry a head-on blow. Seeing that the opponent was getting closer and the grenades had been thrown, Xu Qi and Yang Ling would be punished if they didn't retreat. Only when they were completely wiped out did Mingjin retreat.

"Let's retreat!" Xu Qi's face turned black, and he didn't know how to do it, and shouted, "If we have too few people and more intensive training, we will definitely win!"

"Okay, that's good, back!"

"Swish, swish!" The arrows on the opposite side were like raindrops, and many musketeers fell down. People fought and walked, retreated to the top of the city, and then fought back. The opponent hit the city wall, the damage was too heavy, and they retreated down.

With great difficulty, Yang Ling covered the brigade and withdrew to the city. The tools for defending the city had already been prepared, and a single battle did indeed have the effect of killing the number of opponents.

Injuring one thousand enemies and eight hundred, the loss of the little prince far exceeded his expectations!More than half of the troops were killed or injured, and 1 people became [-]!

They still have to fight for five thousand!

Yang Ling came up to see that the loss was really terrible. Among Jiang Bin's 1000 Imperial Forest Army cavalry, 1000 died in the city, and more than [-] people managed to rescue them. killed.There are far fewer men and horses here who can fight.

The Mongolian cavalry outside still haven't agreed, is this the end?What we want is the whole of Daming!

"Siege!"

The little prince shouted angrily, and the red-eyed and mad Tatar cavalry rushed to the bottom of the city, wading desperately, braving the bows, arrows and muskets on the city, and rushing towards the city wall!Also hit the city gate!
"Rush in!" The cavalry of these Tatar tribes, they had a kind of joy of victory in the battle, they shouted at each other, and the shouts shook the world!

"What should I do?" Emperor Zhengde led all the civil and military officials in the city, and they were so frightened that they were at a loss.

Several times, Jiao Fang and that Li Song both knelt on the ground and asked Emperor Zhengde to escape from the north gate. Some people started running down the city to go back, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

"Bang!" The matchlock gun in Yang Ling's hand fired in their ears, holding Shang Fang's sword in one hand, and shouted, "No one is allowed to retreat!"

"The enemy is in front, whoever calls for retreat, die!" No one thought that at this time, the old man Li Dongyang was also holding a sword in his hand, and he beheaded a servant beside Jiao Fang with a sword!

This servant obviously wanted to reach out to pull Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao.

The people immediately calmed down and looked at Mr. Li Dongyang in a daze. After all, the old man is the most prestigious.

"What am I looking at?" Li Dongyang roared, "Everyone, follow Yang Ling's arrangement and defend the city for me!"

"Oh, yes!" The morale of the people was restored.

However, many Tatar soldiers had already climbed up the city, and there were still many people below carrying ladders to attack the city and climb the walls.

Long ago, Xu Qi and Jiang Bin led the team and started hand-to-hand combat with them with big knives in their hands.There is already blood on the city wall.

In the sky, the flying arrows are still as dense as raindrops.Yang Ling's Musketeers also fired back and forth.

They slashed at the city gates with knives. The city gates were covered with iron sheets and were so strong that they could not be easily cut open, but they were still very threatening.

Thousands of Mongolian cavalry dismounted from their horses and joined the army that crashed into the city gate.

For them, as long as the city gate is broken, they can rush into the city, and all men have to be killed. Thinking about the colorful and sensual bodies of the women in the capital, they are too tempting for them. There is no shortage of bad things in the sky. In a short period of time, thousands of people gathered at the huge city gate! ! !

"Boom!" I don't know if the city gate was pulled open from the inside, or how it was opened, but suddenly the city gate opened wide!

"Huh!" The Tatar soldiers saw the bustling world inside the city!
"It's done!" Countless Tatar soldiers cheered, and they rushed into the city gate like a tide that opened the gate!
Just at this time, after the closed city gate was opened, the people from the grassland found that there was a row of round objects on the opposite side, and the mouth of the black cylinder was pointing at them. Thick white smoke was blowing, and there was a faint sparkle of fire!

"What is this?" The people who ran at the front felt that this thing might be a threat, but the people on the grassland had never seen the power of this thing.

Xu Qi was standing behind this row of cannons, and the fuse had already been lit. Xu Qi looked at the thousands of people pouring in from the city gate. He knew what would happen next. The shotgun cannon The characteristic is that after one shot, ten thousand bullets fly together. Unfortunately, it can't hit too far, but this scene definitely has a huge damage.

At this time, he didn't know why, and the expression on his face was terrifying.He thought of the compatriots who were killed outside the city, and the evil deeds done by these barbarians. All the new and old hatreds were concentrated on the burning line of fire. When the fire disappeared, he roared angrily:
"go to hell!"

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

The eight cannons were fired at the same time, and in an instant, the white light of the burning gunpowder illuminated the sky and the earth!

Thousands of bullets flew together, pitiful poor prairie warriors crowded together, thousands of people were instantly shocked by the power of the powerful shock wave, like fallen leaves encountering a hurricane!
Flesh and blood fly!
"My tribe, my soldiers!" The little prince on the prairie found so many warriors on his prairie behind him, and was thrown out by so many loud noises. Their bodies were as light as leaves flying in the sky...Little The prince was so painful that his eyes went dark, he fell off the horse, and passed out!
"Prince, prince!" The people who organized the siege at the city gate, the elites on the grassland, immediately rescued their leader, and the chaos became a mess.

At this time, the people in the city still don't agree. This time you have tasted the power of the cannon, let's fight the rest!
"Kill!!!!!!"

Allure is out!

All the people in the capital rushed out, and the common people were also behind the army, everyone's eyes were red, and the common people rushed out shouting with rolling pins and kitchen knives, the Tartars of your grassland came across the sea to kill and plunder our interior Do you think there are no bloody men in our Central Plains?
Bite will kill you too!
The little prince was rescued by his men. These cavalrymen are very sensitive to the battlefield. If they are defeated, they will retreat like a tide. They don't need any orders. The little prince is not reconciled to waking up on horseback. He was spitting blood and wanted to find Yang Ling desperately, but the counselors held back the master with all their strength, so let's retreat with the team to bandage the wound first!
"Beep beep..."

Finally, on the battlefield, the iron cavalry of the Tatar tribe blew the horn to retreat, and these cavalry retreated with their wounded bodies.

"Long live, long live, long live!" Cheers of victory erupted from the city!
Under the city, there are corpses and abandoned assets in a mess. The horses are lying on the ground struggling to remember, but most of them are injured with broken legs.

(End of this chapter)