Chapter 168: The Doomsday of Hailuding and Xishan Donkey

When the battle started, Nasuladin led his men to rush over from the north, Baotong led his men to detour from the side to the back, while Hailudin and Xishan Du, and two of them came over from the east with two hundred Mongolian elite soldiers.

They rode galloping war horses and waved their sabers with might, as if they were slaughtering a wounded lamb.

Herudin was also a powerful general. He rode a maroon war horse and rushed in the front.

In the trenches, Tang He looked at the Tartar cavalry coming from afar, and his saliva was about to flow out. In the past, what he was most afraid of in the Red Turban Army was to fight tough battles with the Tartar cavalry. When he encountered elite Mongolian cavalry in the wild, he could only escape. But now it is different. With the weapons in his hands, it is time for the Tartars to taste their own strength.

"Captain, the Tartars are approaching 500 steps. Can we open fire?" Xu Yi asked.

"No need. Wait a little longer."

"But, the Tartar cavalry are so fast that they are too close, I'm afraid they will rush up after we can fire a few times."

"Are you the captain or me? Listen to me." Tang He was a little unhappy.

Xu Yi was dissatisfied. He relied on being a thousand households and was so arrogant. He didn't even look at the situation around him. He was close, could he eat it?"

It was not until the Tartar cavalry rushed to a distance of three hundred steps before Tang He ordered: "Aim at the target and shoot!"

"Bang," the sound of muskets was endless. Xu Yi had long taken a fancy to the Tartar cavalry who rushed to the first place. His arrogant look made him very dissatisfied.

"It's okay, their muskets can't hit that far, and they're not accurate!" Hailudin said to the soldiers behind him while riding a horse. Because he had obtained information in advance, he had known that the other party had muskets, so no one was afraid.

At this time, the sound of muskets also sounded from afar. It seemed that Abu also attacked the enemy's position. Herudin's mind had already imagined how the cavalry over there was ravaging the enemy.

Suddenly, his body shook, as if something had hit him. Then another shock. He looked down and incredibly, two small holes appeared in his chest and lower abdomen. Red blood was gushing out. At this time, the pain came into his mind. He looked at the black smoke in the distance unwillingly, and could no longer support his whole body. He rolled off the horse's back.

"Second Brother!" Xishan Du felt ache when she saw her second brother being knocked off the horse from behind. Her second brother actually fell down like this. Revenge, I want to take revenge!

"Prepare the bow and arrow. Fight back!" said Xishan Donkey.

Tang He was very dissatisfied with the results of the battle. The 100 Tianque guns shot down in one round and killed more than twenty Tartar cavalry. These people were not trained enough. The shooting of fast-moving cavalrymen had a very low hit rate.

"I guess the amount is in advance!" Tang He shouted, "The second round of shooting!"

"Bang," another deafening sound.

Suddenly, a metallic light flew over the cavalry unit opposite.

There were times when the Tartars were shooting arrows so far away. Tang He looked at his side again and saw a few people trembling with their hands and feet, and were scared by the arrow rain.

"What are you afraid of? His bow and arrow are only 200 steps. Shoot me quickly, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." Tang He cursed.

It is understandable that ordinary soldiers who went to the battlefield for the first time felt afraid of war. After all, they had just transformed from ordinary people into soldiers. However, after a few battles, they were already numb to death and were not so scared.

Sure enough, this rain of arrows came and was already stuck to the ground far from the trench.

"Give me free shots!" Tang He shouted.

"Bang," the sound of muskets sounded one after another.

The volley just now mainly used the rain of bullets to improve the hit rate. However, the advantage of the Tianque gun's rapid shooting cannot be used, and free shooting can indeed reflect the training level of a soldier.

The hands and feet were fast, and the left and right hands were moving together. The projectiles were fired one after another. The shooting speed was slow, and they were still loading the projectiles in a hurry. The bad thing was that the projectile was stuck and the gun barrel was not maintained yesterday!

Xu Yi was one of the best. He had quickly shot out all his twenty lead bullets and squatted down to continue loading.

The second round of arrow rain is coming again.

Tang He, who was experienced in the battle, did not take it lightly this time and immediately shouted, "Squat down!"

"Ah!" Before a young man could squat down, the arrow shot into his arm. He fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

The rest looked at him with pale face.

A guy who disrupts the morale of the army! Tang He really wanted to chop him up with one knife, but wasn’t it just an arrow? He once was hit by two arrows and even chopped people with a knife.

"Release him down, and the rest, keep shooting!"

The two of them came up and carried the wounded soldier back along the traffic trench. The rest of them poked their heads out and continued to fight back. However, a few of them were already trembling constantly, and were alert to the other party's rain of arrows flying again.

It's really a pussy. I'm waiting for the war to finish it. Let's see how I settle the score with you!

After the three-wheeled arrow rain, the enemy had approached 100 steps. However, because the distance was close, the hit rate of the Tianque Gun was greatly improved. Although some people have not hit the target, if there are 30 accurate heads in the 100 Tianque Guns, it is enough for the enemy to drink a pot.

The ranks of the Tartar cavalry have become sparse, and it seems that about half of them are left.

"Prepare to pitch grenades." Tang He then ordered.

The number of people around him is decreasing, but Xishan Du has no intention of retreating at all. The second brother was killed by the person in front of him, and he wants to avenge his second brother!

After several rounds of arrow rain, they did not see any casualties on the other side. They were like turtles with their heads. Every time they shot an arrow, they would retract their heads. When they finished laying the arrows and then drew the arrows from behind, they would take this opportunity to fight back. This made Xishan Donkey a little crazy. When they rushed in front of them, they would definitely kill a few enemies with their own hands!

With one hundred steps left, he was very confident that at this consumption speed, he could still rush to the other party. No matter how much casualties he suffered, he would rush up and rush forward!

Suddenly, a bunch of "stones" flew from the opposite side, and fell from the sky in beautiful arcs.

Want to smash yourself with a stone? At least you have to use a stone thrower? What can such a small piece of stone do? Xishan Donkey was happy: Could it be that their muskets have used up their ammunition?

Thinking of this, he put the bow and arrow back and pulled out the scimitar again.

"Boom, boom." Suddenly, a huge roar sounded around him, black smoke rose and air surged, and he felt that he was suffocating.

The war horse under his crotch was frightened and went madly, with four hooves flying into the air and running towards the enemy opposite him.

The black smoke dissipated, and the Xishan Donkey discovered in despair that there were only more than 20 people left by his side, and some were injured.

However, they were all completely angry and galloped, following closely behind the Xishan donkey.

Two hundred people charged forward, and now there are only a dozen people left. What makes them feel even more humiliated is that they have not seen the opponent clearly yet! They are like they are queuing up to die. Even if they die, they must die on the battlefield and fight bravely!

The wildness of the nomadic people was inspired. They were originally athletes living on the grassland, with the fierceness of wolves, and they couldn't swallow this breath!

"Shoot quickly! Why are you so sad!" Tang He didn't know how many times he had cursed the group of soldiers under his command. With such a little courage, what else could he do! He was actually scared by the formation of dozens of cavalry.

"Bang, bang." Some people kept falling down, but no one retreated. Even if one rushed forward, they were worth it. For this goal, they were willing to die.

This courage made Tang Kazuma impressed.

"Spikeman, come up!" Tang He shouted.

The spearmen who were holding behind had been impatient for a long time. Others were fighting the Tartars enthusiastically, but they could only watch the fun behind their backs and could only look at them. The eldest brother had already said that as long as the Tartars were killed, there would be a Tianque gun. They were waiting for the opportunity.

Hearing the captain's orders, they rushed up one by one like a sharp sword unsheathed.
Chapter completed!