Chapter 322 Death

Uhato did go out of the city and die. His army was arranged into a dense charge formation. Under the cover of the other side's artillery, a large number of casualties appeared.

The new attached troops have no combat effectiveness in the first place. They were put in the end and could only follow the striker. The striker scattered the enemy's formation, so that they could go in and fight a downwind battle.

That is, the opponent has bows and arrows to shoot, and there are also cavalry in front of them, and the back is safer.

Now, the battle has subverted their previous understanding.

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

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

Uhato heard that there was something different after his birth, 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 desperately, pierce the enemy with his own spear, and pull out those cowards who dare not fight head-on.

Some cavalry have taken out their bows and arrows and are ready to cover them with arrow rain.

And after that, the new annexes have begun to turn around and run back. The military order is important, and life is more important. If they run any more, I'm afraid they will die here.

It's not the first time for them to be deserters.

At this time, the Tutar's impact formation showed two distinct sides. The cavalry in front of him was still hitting crazily, and the infantry behind him began to turn around and run back.

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

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

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

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

Suddenly, the flesh and blood flew across, rushing to the front, and all of them were blown to pieces.

In the back, they all stopped when they saw the situation. They can't go back. Where else can they run?

"Ban, bang, bang." Tianque finally began to shoot.

After several tests of war, the soldiers have long been used to the battle in front of them. No matter how powerful the Tatar cavalry is, they are all about to die in their own eyes.

They aim steadily and shoot, and they see the tar cavalry falling off the horse one by one. Everything is exactly the same as the training. The only thing they need to do is to pull the upper rod, press the bullets and gunpowder into the gunpowder, aim, pull the trigger below, and fire.

If the number of cavalry increases tenfold, and if their charge is more fierce, they may be likely to rush to the other side's position, but now the number of fires they face is twice that of their own, which is a complete suicide.

Wu Hato has begun to regret that he can repel the millions of troops of the imperial court and defeat the characters of the imperial division. How can he easily take it with one charge?

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine to take at this time. Unfortunately, he can't retreat any more. This time, he attacked without the consent of Dazhi Timur. Now, this group of troops has been sent away. His only choice is to follow this army and perish together.

This is already his fate.

Wu Hato waved the machete in his hand and rushed forward, allowing the terrible thing to pass by and the people around him to keep falling down.

From time to time, some people fall off their horses, and from time to time, some people are trampled to death by horse's hoofs. As the dignity of Mongolian warriors, they are willing to die.

On the top of the city, they looked at the most elite troops in Hangzhou from afar to be destroyed alive. At this time, they still had no ability to fight back, and their faces turned pale.

When the army disobeyed the order and went to war without permission, Dazhi Timur immediately realized that the big thing was not good and immediately boarded the city. At this time, the army had opened a position. If he reaped the army, it would be detrimental to his own morale. In the past few days of siege, the morale had been very low. If he could win, he would be greatly encouraged. The morale of the defenders.

Now it seems that it is a complete mistake. This is simply a one-sided massacre! After the defenders saw it, the fear in their hearts was even more beyond words.

This battle is like this. How many people have gone to die. When and where did these killing gods emerge?

The shocking explosion, each sound, will take away a large number of fresh lives. They have begun to imagine how scary it would be if those things fell on their heads.

The open space outside the city has become a Shura hell, full of fear and death. The painful shouts of the undead people made the legs of the defenders at the head of the city weak, and they almost wanted to kneel down.

The front, Uhato, is still charging.

There are fewer and fewer people around him, but none of them can retreat.

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

It's just that I admire it, and the war will continue.

Uhato has never been patroned by warheads, not because of his luck, but because of Lv Zhen's special leave.

With so many tartars, the first one is the most conspicuous. The soldiers restrained the impulse to open fire at him. This is a tar leader. It has great symbolic significance to catch him. Let's see if we can squeeze out some news from him inside Hangzhou City. When we take down Hangzhou City, we will interrogate him in public. Typical is his destination.

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

The battlefield fell into tranquility. At this moment, all the charged and retreated fell down, leaving only Wuhato alone, still charging forward.

The sound of fire stopped, and the scattered fireworks also stopped.

Wu Hato finally rushed to a place more than a dozen steps away from the other side's position. He had seen that the rebels in front of him were hiding in the trench and looking at him coldly.

He waved a big knife and was already imagining the sound of the knife cutting the other party's head and the gushing blood... "Poof!" Suddenly, the horse lost its front hoof, and there was a stumbling horse rope in front of it!

The fallen horse was crying sadly, and Uhato rolled quickly and jumped off the horse.

"Kan"!" He heard the sound of his leg bone breaking. Shit, it's broken!

He stood on the ground with a knife, stood up, and continued to walk towards the opponent's position.

At this moment, both sides of the war respected him.

(to be continued)