[Chapter 467] The Tatars were bullied...

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"Swoosh swish swish!"

The arrows that the Tatars revered were very fierce.

With the help of the height of the city wall, some Tatars with great arm strength easily shot arrows to a distance of more than 30 feet. Some Tatar archers were even able to shoot arrows to a distance of nearly 40 feet. Arrows were drawn in arcs and landed on the ground. Some deeply penetrated the soil, revealing only the arrow shaft behind them. Some lay on the ground in a gust of wind and sand would cover most of the arrows.

Compared with the white-clothed army's muskets, there was still a little difference. At the beginning, the gap was not very obvious. But as time went by, the gap became more and more obvious. Fired muskets basically did not require any strength, and it was just an orderly operation. Archery is different. Even if a person is strong, he will feel tired after five or six arrows in a row.

"Chirr!"

Minni bullets kept whistling and flew towards the top of Gulang City.

The musketeers of the White Army were very close to the head of Zhuanglang City. The scattered soldiers of the Vulture Cavalry were at the front of Zhuanglang City and the closest to each other. Their teams were scattered. Different people chose different hidden positions. They specifically shot valuable targets of the Tatars. The centurion of the Tartars was their preferred target. The warriors of the Dragon Cavalry and the Tiger Cavalry were arranged in a horizontal line, constantly volleying, and suppressing the enemy with dense firepower.

"Puff puff puff!"

Amid the dense gunfire, blood flowers kept splashing out.

Accompanied by the Minnie bombs hitting the battlements, the dust splashed, the blood flowers merged with the dust, giving people a hazy and weird feeling. The city head of Zhuanglang City became increasingly unsafe. The battlements that were originally used as cover basically lost their function at this time. In order to shoot arrows, the Tatars had to stand up and straighten their bodies. This gave the white-clothed army musketeers a lot of shooting opportunities.

The musketeers of the White Army originally won by number. A large number of Minnie bullets poured onto the city, causing great casualties to the Tatars. Some Tartars were shot dead as soon as they poked their heads out, and blood spilled all over the ground. Some Tartars shot many arrows on the city, but nothing happened. It seemed that the White Army bullets were flying around them. No one knew whether they would be hit by the Minnie bullets flying towards them in the next moment. Everything seemed to depend on God's intention.

Among the White-Clothed Army's siege teams, the ones who performed the most were naturally the soldiers of the Vulture Cavalry. They were trained according to the requirements of scattered soldiers, which was different from the standards of the general White-Clothed Army. Their shooting skills were generally more accurate. At a distance of more than 100 meters, they were quite sure to aim at the target on the city wall. Of course, it was impossible to guarantee whether they could accurately hit the Tatars. However, if a 100-shot Minnie bomb was over, there were always twenty or thirty shots that could hit the target. Such a hit rate was surprising.

"This group of idiots! I really don't know how to write the word "death"!" Zhang Yi said happily.

"They probably know how the word "death" is written, but there is no way, they have to do so. They will definitely regret it. Why should they remove the cannon in advance?" Liu Heng, who had always been taciturn, held the Qianli Mile Mile Mile and said with a smile.

The cannons in Zhuanglang City were all withdrawn, which was a waste of money to the White-Clothed Army. Without the existence of cannons, it would be like a tiger without teeth. No matter how powerful the arrows of the Tartars were, they could not be the opponent of muskets. If there were cannons in Zhuanglang City, the White-Clothed Army would probably not be so happy. Now, it is a good opportunity to annihilate the enemy!

"Blasting team, go!" Xia Kewu ordered impatiently.

Xu Xingxia's order was to take down Zhuanglang City at the fastest speed. In other words, it would save one minute of time, so that it would save one minute of time, and never delay. Because no one knew when the large Tatar troops would arrive. Now, the Tatars and the white-clothed army were competing in secret, and both sides were acting very quickly and decisively. Once the Tatars reacted, their reinforcements would arrive in the shortest time.

Soon, the blasting teams began to move. Under the cover of muskets, they used the Eight Immortals Table to support the thick wet cotton as a cover and moved step by step towards the gate of Zhuanglang City. Under the Eight Immortals Table, there were four soldiers in total, each carrying a fifty kilogram explosive pack. For such actions, the soldiers of the Blasting Team were naturally familiar with them. They had been trained to be quite experienced. It seemed that fortresses like Zhuanglang City naturally had no moats. Generally speaking, it was not difficult to blast.

"What is Hangou doing?" Bachlu asked a little confused.

After all, Mo Rigen's troops had never fought head-on with the White Army and were not very familiar with many of the White Army's tactics. At least, they did not know the White Army's blasting methods. If it were Li Maohui or Li Guozhen here, they should know that the White Army used this move when attacking Ningxia City. Unfortunately, these two thieves were still behind, and they came late with the Ming army surrendered soldiers as follow-up reinforcements.

The people around Bachlu also shook their heads together. They also didn't know what the White Army was going to do. If they knew that the people under the quilt were holding the explosive packs that had caused them to suffer a great loss in the Caron Mountain Fortress, their faces would probably have changed at this time. The loud noises that had collapsed and cracked at the beginning were simply a nightmare for the Tatars! Many surviving Tatars still remember them vividly.

"Stop them!"

"You can't let them lean over!"

Despite this, Bachlu felt the danger and yelled quickly.

To be honest, since he suffered a loss at Xu Xingxia last time, neither Mo Rigen nor the generals under him have despised Xu Xingxia. They knew very well that they did suffer a loss at Xu Xingxia. An unknown Ming army clerk really caused them to suffer a secret loss. Perhaps when promoting external propaganda, they can despise Xu Xingxia and slander Xu Xingxia, but in terms of strategy and tactics, they must pay attention to Xu Xingxia. Otherwise, they will continue to suffer losses.

"Shoot the arrow!"

"Shoot the arrow!"

"Shoot the arrow!"

The commander of the Tartars shouted in a hurry.

He personally organized hundreds of archers to shoot arrows outside the city.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

"Swoosh swish swish!"

"Swoosh swish swish!"

The Tartars on the top of the city fired arrows one after another. In an instant, the arrows were like rain, covering the blasting team of the White Army under the brutal rain of arrows. The Tatars' archers had absolutely no lethality. Especially the subordinates of the arrow god Mo Rigen, their ability to shoot arrows was even more than that of others. Their arrowheads were sharp, dense, and tricky. However, in front of the thick wet quilt, these arrowheads were useless at all. Even if Xu Xingxia shot arrows himself, they might not be able to penetrate such a thick wet quilt!

On the contrary, because the Tatars kept standing up and shooting arrows, they exposed their bodies. As a result, Minnis flew over one after another and kept knocking them down. The city of Zhuanglang City was filled with Tatars who had been killed and injured. Blood flowed along the city of Zhuanglang City and continued to flow into the gaps of the brick walls. Some blood flowed out of the gaps of the brick walls, like springs in the mountains, dripping down. As for the stairs on both sides of Zhuanglang City, they had long been dyed red by blood.

But these Tartars were very brave. Without the orders recorded by Bach, they would never retreat. After Bach issued the order to shoot arrows, they had no intention of bent down at all. It seemed that just bent down might affect their courage and would make others mistakenly think that they were afraid of death. Therefore, they would rather die in battle than bend down, and they would rather bend down. This would greatly increase their casualties.

"Are the Tartars stupid? They don't know how to dodge? Is they considered suicide?" Liu Heng held up the Qianli Jing and said to himself strangely.

"I guess so! They are too brave. Their spirit is commendable, and their spirit is commendable! If our enemies are like them, it would be too comfortable." Xia Kewu said calmly, holding up the Qianli Miles Miles. During the Battle of Baihuze, he felt that the Tatars were indeed very brave in fighting. However, their courage had negative effects in front of the musketeers of the White Army. How to say it? Anyway, the braver the Tatars were and the more fearless they rushed forward, the greater their casualties.

Look, the Tatars on the top of the city were replaced by the attack of the White-Clothed Army musketeers. The people in front were killed, and the people behind were replaced and continued to shoot arrows outside. It seemed that their personnel were endless. However, the White-Clothed Army was very clear. The number of Tatars in Zhuanglang City was definitely not very large. The information was estimated to be 3,000. It was only 5,000 to die. At such a casualty speed, the battle could end in less than an hour. It has to be said that today's Tartars are really cooperative.

"asshole!"

"waste!"

Bachlu was so angry that he was embarrassed.

He hadn't realized his mistake yet, he was absolutely bullied.

To be honest, it feels quite bad to be bullied. The Tatars' arrowheads cannot harm the White Army at all. On the contrary, the White Army's muskets are guns of guns, and they take lives! In such a short time, the casualties of his troops were very heavy. If this continues, his troops may collapse.
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