The midsummer sun is no longer warm, but is like a red soldering iron, falling on people's body and burning hot. The soldiers who have been in Eastern Mongolia for a long time are obviously a little impatient with such stuffiness.

Wang Zhouzheng just lay in the third trench. Because the enemy adopted a human-sea tactic that was not costing casualties, the first and second trenches were forced to give up after resisting for a period of time.

At this moment, the heat from the ground had been transferred to him, especially the back of the soil, which was completely soaked in sweat. Outside the trench, wearing tattered clothes, and even many soldiers were still enemies dressed as civilians, and were already preparing for a new round of offensive.

Wang Zhouzheng also didn't care about the discomfort on his body and his expression became cold.

Compared with the tension on the front line, Huang Shixian, who had already arrived in Huangshanguan Town, felt much more at ease. Due to the pre-war migration, there were not many people in the entire town. Rows of Trojan horses were also set up on the streets to delay the enemy's offensive.

Now he is moving generations of wheat flour that has been ground into powder into the trenches outside the town with other surviving people. Although he was pulled out of strength, it is thankful to survive. Moreover, it is not without benefits for them to be a civilian like this. At least Mongolian soldiers will distribute delicious cans to them.

He didn't dare to look at the bag of wheat flour in this way, so he hurried back to the town with another resident. Because he didn't do any farm work in the farm before, the work of transporting wheat flour was really a bit harsh. Now he felt his shoulders sore and he wanted to find a place to lie down.

But the Mongolians did not allow him to stop, so he did not dare to lie down and be lazy.

"Hey, what do you think you can do to move the wheat flour? You won't be making pancakes now, right?" Huang Tuozi, a fellow villager with Huang Shiren, said curiously.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the two sides are about to start fighting. At this time, they are still sending wheat flour into the ditch, and I really don’t know what medicine is sold in the gourd.

Although Huang Shiren has read several books, he has only a little understanding of this matter. He can't help but shake his head and said, "Who knows! The behavior of these Mongolians is completely different from that of the Li family army. I can't see any structure. But if you are worried about these things, you should think about whether we will live until the end of the war!"

Listening to these obviously discouraged words, the yellow tuo's bent back straightened a lot and said, "I see that the Li family members are not good. The Mongolians had not even beaten the Jurchens in the early years. How could they not teach these bandits a lesson? "Although the Red Coat Army has been whitewashed for many years, their history of starting a family is still a dark history. In Shandong, the Red Coat Army was so disturbed that almost all children in Huangkou knew that the Li family army, who became a regular army, actually started by a thief.

Seeing the other party's obvious confidence in the Mongols, Huang Shiren was still a little uneasy. But in his heart, he still hoped to win was the Mongols. After all, his Zhuangzi was destroyed because of the Li family army. It would be a pleasure to avenge him.

Just as the two were concerned about the outcome of the war, outside the town, Gao Mingshi had ordered the soldiers to evenly spread the wheat flour throughout the trench. He also tore the bag open with a big hole and let the wheat flour fall into the trench.

At this time, the enemy troops who had completed preparations launched a charge again!

Although he had successfully leveled the two trenches, Guoan was not very happy. Because of one trenches, thousands of people were killed and injured. The fire tube that had been banging has become a shadow of the soldiers below.

When the infantry held their shields and posed as a turtle shell, they pushed towards the trench, the Eastern Mongolian soldiers in the trench immediately began to shoot arrows.

Swhoosh, arrows flew around, most of them were blocked by shields. Only a few took advantage of the loopholes and shot a few unlucky people.

"The general has an order! Withdraw!" After the round of arrows, Gao Mingshi's latest order came from the trench.

"Why are you retreating now?" Wang Zhouzheng was still a little confused, and the other soldiers were also a little confused. But in front of the military order, they dared not disobey it. So they bowed and retreated along the passages on both sides of the trench.

Seeing that everyone quit, Gao Mingshi was also a little nervous. The method of wheat flour was taught by Zuer when he sent a message yesterday, and I don’t know if it was really that effective.

Thinking of this, after the resistance of the enemy was greatly reduced, he had successfully entered the trench.

"Why did the Mongolian Tartars retreat now?"

"Will there be a fraud?"

"Why are there so much wheat flour here?"

When the trenches were completely occupied, Guoan, located behind the army, also received news.

"Did the Mongolian Tartars leave a lot of wheat flour?" Guoan Yong was also a little confused. But on the prudent, he ordered everyone not to touch the wheat flour left by the Mongolians to prevent the Mongolians from poisoning inside.

After all, the Mongols were so kind to deliver food to themselves, how could there be no traps?

At the same time, more troops began to cross the trenches, and arrows could already hit the wooden gate sign of Huangshanguan Town.

Gao Mingshi only asked the soldiers to continue defending, waiting for more people to cross the trench while waiting for them to cross the trench.

As time goes by, thousands of enemy soldiers have gathered near the town. Knowing that his troops are limited, Gao Mingshi dared not let more enemy troops come. Even if the town has earthen walls, it cannot withstand the strong attack.

So with a command, the soldiers who had already prepared fired one after another. Because they were condescending, the third trench was not far from the town gate, so most of the fire tubes could be shot directly into the trench.

Some enemy soldiers who were crossing the trench were immediately injured and screams rang out instantly. Before this was over, with sparks appearing, the trench covered in dust immediately roared, and a shocking sound rang out.

"Dust explosion! Dust really explodes!" Gao Mingshi held the railing, and the vibration just now almost made him stand unsteadily. Some unprepared soldiers also fell from the watchtower and fell down.

The enemy troops gathered below were all shocked by the explosion just now, and some were even more frightened to be mentally ill, crying and laughing.

The trench in the center of the explosion was cleared out at the moment when the fire broke out. Almost few of the soldiers left in the trench could still be kicked. The soldiers nearby were also affected, either injured or died. More were deaf ears or damaged heart and lungs.

Guoan used it in the first trench, which was farther away. But when the explosion occurred, he fell off the horse. However, his mount was frightened and stood up suddenly, causing him to not sit firmly and had an intimate contact with the earth.

It was not just him, but few of them fell down on the horse. And even if they didn't fall down, they were still carried around by frightened war horses, which made the camp confused for a moment.
Chapter completed!