Shuo Biji, who had ear and nose bleeding, was quite good. Many of the Eight Banners soldiers located in the center of the explosion were torn into several pieces. Those who were not torn apart were actually bleeding from the seven orifices. Even if they didn't look back, they looked like a wooden stake.

The black smoke and dust raised by the explosion were like a ground dragon rolling over the sky. Accompanied by the explosion shock wave were countless gravels and iron pieces buried by the Ming army, and they were like sharp arrows with bowstrings flying around. The person who was hit was either dead or injured. The closer they were even closer, they passed through their bodies, and even the bones were smashed into pieces in the blood hole they brought out.

Human and horses are everywhere, with broken corpses, internal organs, liver and lungs, broken limbs and broken arms everywhere. The bloody smell in the air far suppresses the choking smell of gunpowder, making people feel like they are in a sip of it.

It was simply terrible. The dead braided soldiers were lying hard or lying, while those who were not dead were wailing, or rolling all over the ground with their wounds.

The frightened war horse was also crazy and no longer under the control of its owner. It spread its hooves and ran wildly, and it would hit people when it met.

Wudahai, who had just taken his subordinates to the commanding heights, looked at the black smoke behind him, and was so scared that he forgot that the Ming army was running towards them.

"Save me, save me!"

Tong Yangyuan, who was overturned by the explosion and fell heavily on his thigh, endured the huge pain and shouted to the tribe members in pain. But the tribe members were all screaming at this time that the explosion shocked their souls, and they ran around like a headless fly, and they couldn't care about him.

"Uncle Second, hold on, I'll save you!"

Tong Tulai, who was lucky enough not to be affected by the explosion, heard the second uncle's call for help, pushed away the running Han army and rushed to Tong Yangyuan.

Seeing that the second uncle's left leg was pressed by a large truck carrying grain, Tong Tulai quickly carried it, but when he lifted it, he found that the large truck full of grain was so heavy that he could not lift it at all. He shouted in a hurry: "Come on, come on!"

But no one noticed his screams in this messy scene, just to pay attention to the fact that those brave Han soldiers were willing to come to help.

The Ming army in the distance has rushed over!

"Tu Lai, find someone quickly, find someone quickly"

Tong Yangyuan's tears fell down with great pain. He tried hard to pull his legs off, but he couldn't.

"Second uncle, don't be anxious, don't be anxious"

Tong Tulai, who was anxious and worried, wanted to call his elder brother to help Fengnian, but the elder brother didn't know where he went.

He would not abandon his uncle, so he went to carry the bags on the grain truck.

One bag, two bags

After carrying about seven or eight bags, Tong Tulai saw that the car was in full air, so he went to lift the car box again. This time, he lifted it.

However, he didn't know what he should do.

The entire knee of the second uncle Tong Yangyuan's left leg was broken. It was not a broken bone, but only the seemingly bloody tendons were left.

What's even more terrible is that when the cart that pressed his thigh was lifted, Tong Yangyuan did not feel relaxed or the pain was relieved. On the contrary, he felt his life passing rapidly.

Because, when my nephew lifted the cart, his thighs were like a blood-filled ball pierced, and blood shot out like a fountain.

Tong Yangyuan's face, which was seen with his own eyes as he saw the blood flowing out of his legs, was no longer the redness and purple blue caused by the huge pain just now, but the scary whiteness.

"Help"

Tong Yangyuan's voice was so weak that if he didn't listen carefully, he wouldn't hear anything.

Tong Tulai knew what his uncle's begging and desperate eyes were asking him to do. After hesitating and suffering, he leaned down and wiped his uncle's neck with a dagger.

"ah!"

The pain and self-blame made Tong Tula scream like crazy. He picked up the battle knife and chopped down a member of the Tong family like a wooden stake next to him, and then rushed towards the Ming army that was rushing over.

Tong Yangzhen was shocked when he saw the second son's crazy appearance. He shouted loudly and told Tu Lai not to die, but the sound of Ming army guns from his ears made his voice unable to reach the second son's ears.

Then, Tong Yangzhen saw a scene that made him his heart shatter. His second son, his second son who could make his descendants extremely rich, was actually slid into the pool of blood on the ground. After that, there was a spearhead in his chest.

A blown unconscious Han army had just woken up and saw that Mr. Tong's second son, Mr. Tong, fell in front of him, and the spear in his hand passed through Mr. Tong's body without bias.

"No, I didn't kill it, I didn't kill it."

After realizing what was going on, Han Jun instinctively let go of the spear in his hand, then shouted "I didn't kill it", while running wildly towards Hei Tuala like an evil person.

The Han people who transported grain were all running back. The Eight Banners soldiers called the Ming army to bomb the corpses without any remaining, and their grain trucks were also overturned. The white rice was poured down everywhere. What else could they do if they didn't run away?

The main force of the Eight Banners who left the city could not escape, and their retreat was blocked by grain trucks.

"Kill the slave!"

Xu Xianchun jumped up from the ground and pointed the long sword forward.

Two thousand Ming troops jumped up from the ground at the same time and rushed towards the chaos of Eight Banners soldiers with various weapons.

The red flag is like blood, shouting and killing the sky.

"Okay, OK, well fried!"

After seeing the power of the Ming army, Jin Taiji and Buyanggu, two Beile, who were on standby, both laid a horse head forward, and then each led a cavalry to the battlefield.

"I think Chi Ying's son will never dare to leave the city again."

The military supervisor Zhou Tiexin also walked out of his hiding place surrounded by Baoding General Wang Xuan, Deputy General Jiang Ji, Dusi Liu Fengmin and others.

Seeing that Jiannu was defeated in chaos, Liu Fengmin was determined to lead his troops to kill for a while to make some contributions. After all, since he went to fight with Du Song, he had not only defeated the war. Now that the situation has reversed, he would not make any contributions. He would not be able to win the rewards of the court.

Zhou Tiexin laughed and signaled Liu Fengmin to go up.

"Thank you, Lord Superintendent!"

Liu Fengmin did not hide his joy and called his hundreds of his subordinates to go straight to the battlefield.

Wang Xuan is the general of Baoding. It is impossible for him to be as ineffective as Liu Fengmin, nor will he rob the merits. After Liu Fengmin left, he smiled with Zhou Tiexin and said, "I have seen that I can send someone to talk to Ju Ying in two or three hours."

Zhou Tiexin chuckled with a strange expression: "Of course I have to talk about it, that big Baylor is not an outsider either."

"oh?"

Wang Xuan was a little puzzled.

Zhou Tiexin coughed lightly and told Wang Xuan about the secret agreement between Jiannu Da Beile and Eunuch Wei last year.

Wang Xuan was so shocked that he didn't come back to his senses for a while. Then he sighed: "Then Eunuch Wei is really a god."

"The wise wisdom of my father-in-law is beyond our comparison."
Chapter completed!