The fire in Wuwei City never stopped from the first moment it started burning!

The rapidly rising casualties did not dampen Galdan's ambition. This rate of casualties was nothing compared to Yinchuan Yingzui Mountain. Two hundred commandos rushed into Wuwei City and lay down in the ruins to shoot at the Ming army.

.The opponent is very cunning and has good marksmanship. The commando team fought very hard!

Just as the commandos were shooting wildly, something suddenly exploded behind them like a volcanic eruption. The huge air wave made it difficult for people to breathe. The bricks on the city wall even flew a hundred or ten meters away and landed on the Liao army's position.

A rain of bricks. Faced with a sudden rain of bricks on the battlefield, the Liao army was not prepared at all, and many people were killed and injured.

The old lady's tooth-like city wall was gone, replaced by pieces of rubble. Galdan didn't care about the mighty city wall, so he ordered people to blow up all the remaining walls, and by the way, he also blew up the Ming troops who were shooting on the city.

The entire northern city wall collapsed. When more Mongols rushed into Wuwei City, there were several bloody Ming soldiers in the rubble, holding bricks and pointing at them.

The Mongolian bayonet stabbed into their chests, and blood spurted out along the bayonet's groove.

"Captain, Beicheng can't stand it anymore." A guy with bloodstains on his military uniform howled and reported to Cao Bianjiao.

"Jin Laoshun, I'm telling you. Now our Wuwei City is surrounded by the Mongols like a steel pipe. If you can't stand it, just bring people to fill it in. If you fill it in and still can't stand it, then damn it.

I'll fill it in. You can either turn into a corpse and lie there in Beicheng, or you can come back and be shot by me and lie here. It's your choice."

"Bang!" The revolver was slapped on the table, and Jin Laoshun turned around and left without saying a word.

If you die on the front line, you will be considered a death in battle, and your pension will not be generous. If you die in the hands of Cao Bianjiao, it will be considered a military death, and you will receive a pension? Don’t even think about it!

"What are the mortars doing? Are they fucking giving birth to babies?" Cao Bianjiao roared crazily.

It is now two o'clock in the morning, and the time agreed with Cao Wenzhao is noon tomorrow. In other words, he has to persist for ten hours. With the current loss of speed, the two battalions should be exhausted by daybreak.

There was a roar from the mortar position, and thirty-six mortars fired at the same time. The shells were like raindrops, hitting the Mongolian attack route.

Just for a moment, countless explosions were heard. Shrapnel and broken bricks were flying randomly in the air, and anything that blocked them would be in bad luck.

Galdan watched as his team was engulfed by a burst of smoke. When the smoke cleared, there were only mangled corpses on the ground and wounded people who were still bloody and squirming. The Mongols did not have ambulances, so injuries equaled death.

The Liao army's artillery was fierce, but Galdan did not expect it to be so fierce.

"Along the north city wall, blast the west and east walls. Blast section by section. When all four walls are breached, they will have no choice but to gather in the center of the city. At that time, we will use those things again."

Ergon quickly saw the situation clearly and immediately suggested to Galdan.

"Okay! Let me blow up all the walls of Wuwei city. I want to see if I can eat it or not. Today I am ten times more powerful than the Ming army. Anyway, it will be in the way of transporting food out of the city in the future!" Galdan was also roaring crazily,

At this time, both sides were fighting. If he could kill one of the other with one person, Galdan was willing to quickly kill 800 people and kill all the Ming troops.

Everyone understands that what they are fighting for now is time. If the Ming army waits until reinforcements arrive, it will be the end of the Mongols. If the Ming army does not persist, it will be the end of the Ming army!

When the war reaches this point, neither side will show mercy.

Jin Laoshun was lying in the rubble, shooting with the rifle in his hand. He just put his head out to aim, and suddenly a bullet flew over and scratched a black light on the helmet. The huge kinetic energy almost broke it.

He grabbed Jin Laoshun's neck. He leaned back and fell to the ground.

"Battal Commander! Battalion Commander!" the guards howled and rushed over. They thought Jin Laoshun was dead. But when they saw Jin Laoshun, they found that this guy's eyes were wide open and his helmet fell to the ground beside him.

, Jin Laoshun picked it up casually and found that a bullet had cut a hole in the side of the helmet!

What a risk! If the bullet misses another three inches, you will be dead.

"Everyone gathered around me and went back. The position was lost and everyone lost their heads." After kicking the guard beside him, Jin Laoshun picked up the gun again, stood up and was about to stick his head out. He immediately squatted down again.

, pick up the broken helmet.

"Battal Commander, the Mongols are coming." Someone yelled. Jin Laoshun got up and saw that the Mongolian soldiers wearing Mongolian leather robes on the opposite side had rushed to a place only ten meters away.

The volley of guns knocked down a dozen people who were rushing in front. Jin Laoshun drew out his bayonet and shouted: "Fire the bayonet!"

"Crack!"

"Click"

"...!"

Everyone took out their bayonets from their scabbards and placed them on the barrels of their guns.

Jin Laoshun fired his rifle and crossed out of the trench, shouting: "Kill!" He took the lead and charged forward with a bayonet in hand.

The Mongols who were facing them also rushed forward with bayonets in their hands like crazy. The two teams collided like sparks hitting the earth. Jin Laoshun raised and hung the rifle in his hand, and the Mongolian rifle in front of him pointed upward.

.

Holding the bayonet, he took half a step forward and shouted: "Kill!"

The bayonet penetrated the Mongolian's chest, and he pressed down violently. His whole body weight was pressed on the gun barrel, and the bayonet cut his stomach along the chest. The Mongolian let out a shrill scream. His heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were smooth.

The huge knife edge flowed out, and the blood instantly dyed his leather robe red.

There was a sound of cursing around him. He turned around and saw a Mongolian soldier knocking down his guard and holding a gun to the guard's neck. The guard's face was livid, his tongue was sticking out, and he resisted with his eyes wide open.

He turned around and stabbed the bayonet into the back of his head. The tip of the knife came out of his nose. When he pulled out the knife, Jin Laoshun could still hear the guard's loud breathing.

In hand-to-hand combat, he resorted to all possible means, including gouging his eyes, biting his ears, picking his crotch, and pinching his neck.

There were curses and screams everywhere. The men of the two ethnic groups attacked each other with rifles, bayonets, fists, and teeth. They would not stop until one of them died and look for the next target.

After killing three people in a row, Jin Laoshun felt like he was panting like a bellows. A Mongolian rushed over madly with a bayonet. Jin Laoshun knocked away the opponent's bayonet with the rifle in his hand, but he did not expect that the opponent was very strong.

, actually knocked his rifle away.

The Mongolian kicked Jin Laoshun on the chest and knocked Jin Laoshun to the ground. He raised the rifle in his hand and threatened to kill him.

"Bang! Bang!" In the flash of lightning, Jin Laoshun couldn't care less about the pain. He pulled out the revolver from his waist and fired two shots in a hurry. One shot hit the Mongolian soldier's head, and the other hit the Mongolian soldier.

Soldier's belly.

The shot that hit the head directly opened the Mongolian's head. The steaming head flew out in a spin.

The Mongolian fell to the ground, and Jin Laoshun fired continuously with a revolver. The two Mongolians beside him fell to the ground after being shot. Their opponent did not hesitate to hit the vital point with a knife.

Hold the pistol and eject the cartridge case, ready to load six more bullets.

A ferocious-looking Mongolian soldier rushed up, with a bayonet glowing with cold metal in his hand, which looked even more sinister in the moonlight.

Jin Laoshun looked on stupidly. He had no weapons at this time. The bayonet almost pierced his chest, and the Mongolian's head was suddenly penetrated by a bayonet.

"Grenade!" Jin Laoshun yelled, pulled out a grenade and threw it towards the Mongolian soldiers in the distance. Then he ran into the trench behind him!

After killing the enemy in front of them, the Liao soldiers followed suit and quickly pulled out grenades and threw them towards the Mongols in the distance!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" In the explosion, the second echelon of the Mongols suffered heavy losses.

The second echelon of the Mongols was suppressed, and the two sides returned to shooting at each other.

Bullets were flying all over Beicheng, and people could only crawl if they wanted to move. If you dared to stand up, a bullet would come from nowhere and kill you.

Cao Bianjiao was holding a revolver and guarding the entrance of a cave. This was a secret cave that had just been discovered, right next to the Wuwei County government office. Obviously, these Mongolians had thought that this place would become a Ming army command post during the war.

There was a faint sound coming from the large tank that had just been buried. Cao Bianjiao glanced at the adjutant and suddenly opened the cover of the hole. The Mongolian soldier who was climbing up the ladder was stunned. The revolver in Cao Bianjiao's hand was

Fired six times. One bullet hit the top of his head, and his head exploded in an instant.

The adjutant led the security platoon and threw some round objects inside.

Cao Bianjiao fiercely closed the lid, and the soldiers from the guard platoon next to him covered it with soaked quilts, and then sprinkled sand on top.

The thing that was thrown down was the latest gadget, and it was similar in shape to a grenade. But when it was pulled apart, it could only smoke but not explode. This thing was originally used to warn people, but it came in handy today. More than a dozen smoke bombs emitted smoke.

If the amount is enough, no matter how many Mongolian soldiers are in the tunnel, they will be choked to death.

Cao Bianjiao took out his pocket watch and looked at it. It was four in the morning. In other words, he still needed to persist for more than eight hours.

Wuwei City was an important border town in the Han Dynasty. It is said that Huo Qubing, the cavalry general, once went west out of the fortress here and killed the Huns until they cried for their fathers and mothers. As an important military town, the county government office is located in the center of Wuwei City. In the center of the county government office, is located

There is a watchtower.

The watchtower is thirty meters high and is the tallest building in Wuwei City. It is specially used to observe the situation on the surrounding city walls. Today, the artillery observation post is located on the top of the watchtower. Of course Cao Bianjiao would not be stupid enough to direct operations from the top of the watchtower. This is the age of artillery, God knows

Did the Mongols go to all the trouble to get an artillery piece? It only takes one cannonball to turn Cao into a corpse.

Thirty-six mortars were fired non-stop. Anyway, a lot of ammunition was prepared in advance.

The wind was howling in the freezing weather, and the artillerymen's heads were steaming like steamers. The mortar tubes were so hot that they had to pour water on them from time to time. The entire mortar position was like a steamer!

From time to time, loud roars would be heard from the city wall. With a loud noise, a large piece of the city wall would collapse. The soldiers on the city wall who were shooting with rifles would fall to the ground as the city wall collapsed, or fall to death, or be killed by the Mongols.

People were stabbed to death with bayonets.

Cao Bianjiao had to withdraw his men from the city wall. There was no point in holding on to the city wall now. The only way to last longer was to fight the Mongols in street fighting.

"The men in the city organized themselves. Anyone with long hands who can hold a gun will be supported by me." Cao Bianjiao had no choice, and the casualties on the front line were increasing. The Mongols were completely fighting for their lives, and there were many

Hand-to-hand fighting took place on the streets.

The Liao army spent a lot of time training on bayonet fighting, and had a clear advantage over the Mongols in hand-to-hand combat. Mongolian men were used to using sabers, but were not yet used to bayonets.

Jin Laoshun watched helplessly as one of his platoons fought against more than thirty Mongolians without losing any of them. However, he did not expect that when more than half of the Mongolians were killed, these guys shouted and threw away their rifles.

With the grenade attached, he pounced on the nearest Liao soldier.

After the continuous loud noises, the whole street fell silent. It seemed that the gunshots on the battlefield could no longer be heard. There were corpses everywhere that were still squirming with blood. Broken limbs and broken arms were everywhere. You can see them on the wall.

I found a hand on the ground or a foot on the tree. I didn’t know whether it belonged to a Mongolian or a Liao soldier. The blood on the ground was blown by the cold wind and steamed.

The Mongols are crazy. They just want to fight to death one by one. When all the Liao troops are wiped out, the battle will be over. Jin Laoshun believes that this is what the Mongols think.

Standing on the high slope, Galdan's face was ashen. This was his big gamble since the Battle of Yingzui Mountain. As long as Wuwei City could be captured, there would be no food problems this year or next. Moreover, the seizure of Wuwei City

Weapons can also support future battles.

He believed that he could replicate Lanzhou's huge victory in Wuwei.

But when he really got into the fight, he discovered that the main force of the Liao army and the garrison divisions were completely different things. Not only were these people accurate in marksmanship, but they were also extremely calm. In the face of the frenzied attack of the Mongols who were ten times their size, they actually persisted until now without collapsing. Such.

The will to fight is tougher than the Mongols.

"Three waves of attacks, and we only advanced two fucking streets. Seven to eight hundred people died, just a bunch of losers!" Galdan paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, cursing.

"It's not bad. We've advanced two streets. How big do you think Wuwei City is? It's not even five o'clock yet. We should hit the city center at dawn. It's right under that tall building. The closer we get, the less mortars there are.

Useful. Victory is in sight!" Dorgon was very sure.

"I hope, I'm afraid they will burn down Wuwei's granary. If that happens, our work will be in vain." What Galdan is most worried about is the safety of the hundreds of thousands of kilograms of grain in the city.
Chapter completed!