Chapter 184: Attacking Dingxichang (III)

The two explosion hands, who had already been preparing to beside him, ran out immediately, and each person had a bundle of grenades in his arm. This was a "gift" prepared for Ding Xi. In order to show his special care for Ding Xi, there were fifteen grenades in each bundle, and all the twists were connected together. Once they exploded, it would be a shocking moment.

They were specially selected as explosion players, and their characteristics were that they had very good sprinting ability and were quick to react. Once they found that the opponent was shooting arrows, they could quickly avoid it. Of course, their guarantee was not how fast they reacted, but the cover behind them.

All the musketeers were already in place, aiming at any suspicious place with all their concentration. Once they found that the other party had any movement, they would immediately open fire. No matter how powerful the archer was, he had to be able to shoot the bow and arrow.

The spearmen behind them were also ready. They knew that it was time to show their skills soon. After waiting for a long time, it was finally their turn to play.

The blasting hand was getting closer and closer, and it was almost time to run to the front of the trench. The trench was several meters wide, and there were still deadly bamboo stakes below, and the top was sharpened. If it fell down, it would be nailed to death. Several holes were stuck on the body, and even the gods could not save it.

Seeing them approaching the trench and the suspension bridge getting closer and closer, Zhang Yang calmly gave the order: "Shoot!"

Bian Yuanheng took his dozens of sharpshooters and immediately pulled the trigger of the Tianque gun.

More than a dozen lead bullets, with the whistling sound of the wind and the absolute confidence, flew towards the suspension bridge.

The suspension bridge is hung with two strong hemp ropes. Usually, the suspension bridge has to be pulled up with a machine wheel. The two hemp ropes bear the entire weight of the suspension bridge.

More than a dozen lead bullets, with absolute accuracy, were all hit on the thick hemp rope. "Puff, puff." The hemp rope was broken instantly, and the huge suspension bridge, with heavy wooden boards, fell down.

Hearing the sound of a firearm that was already familiar but scared, Liu Sheng looked up and said, "Which unlucky guy was forced to die by Harbala this time?"

However, he did not see anyone falling down from the wall. What was the other party hitting this time? Although Liu Sheng wanted to know very much, he did not dare to go up and observe. As soon as he looked up, he would probably see the King of Hell.

"Boom!" Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside the door where he was guarding, shaking the earth.

What's going on?

"The suspension bridge fell, the suspension bridge fell!" A salt dick suddenly said in horror, and the rope on the wheel next to him suddenly became loose.

"Go up and take a look!" Halbala said with a knife.

Why is it me? Yan Ding really wants to slap himself, what do you call?

Yan Ding didn't dare to go up and didn't dare to ignore the orders, so he had to walk towards the inner wall slowly.

What does the suspension bridge mean? Has the opponent attacked? But, I didn’t hear the footsteps of the large army at all!

Yan Ding was still rubbing hard, pretending to climb up the inner wall, and when he was caught, he staggered and staggered again.

"Chi, Chi." Suddenly, a small voice seemed so strange outside the silent gate.

"Boom! Boom!" Two loud noises, the gate was suddenly shaken by the huge explosion. Several salt dice leaning against the gate also felt a huge impact force, and their bodies couldn't help but fly up.

The salt dick who wanted to climb the wall didn't have to climb now, because his wall was gone and all fell to the ground. Fortunately, the wall was completely collapsed outside. He only felt a rumbling sound, and the wall collapsed, and he was not hurt at all.

But then, he opened his eyes wide, Harbala, Liu Sheng, Zhou Dezheng, Li Xian, and they all opened their eyes wide, and the tide of enemies and countless spears rushed up.

Just now, when the blaster ran close to the gate, Zhang Yang ordered the sharpshooter to knock down the rope of the suspension bridge. The suspension bridge fell down, and the blaster did not even reduce the speed, so he ran over the suspension bridge.

They quickly put the grenades and ignited the leads. The two explosioners ran back at the speed of arrows. They all knew very well what power this bundle of grenades would have if they exploded. Although the leads were already very long, the better the further they ran.

They ran away for about 150 steps and heard two loud noises from behind. When they turned around, they saw that the gate of the salt field and the walls near the door had all collapsed.

The suspension bridge, the thick suspension bridge, was also broken into two pieces, but the collapsed walls actually filled the trench in front, which was stronger than the suspension bridge.

"First Battalion, Second Battalion, attack!" Zhang Yang shouted to the spearman who had been impatient behind him.

When Tang He and Shiyi heard the order, they were all excited: "Run!"

The spearmen of the First and Second Battalions, holding their spears, rushed forward.

During this rush, Zhang Yang's face turned into a pig's liver: in such a short time, it was impossible to train the soldiers at all. They rushed up in a mess, even the sequences of the first and second battalions were messy, just like the peasant army, but they were also peasant army.

"Military Gunner, pay close attention to cover the charge!"

Seeing so many people rushing up, Zhou Dezheng and Li Xian's legs had already become weak, and even Liu Sheng closed his eyes. So many people rushing up would definitely eat all of them, not even the scum left.

"Jumping clown!" Halbala said furiously: "Shield player, first row, stinger, second row, archer, third row. Block this gap for me!"

Although there were about a hundred people left, as Mongolian soldiers, Genghis Khan's blood flowed on them. They were born soldiers. Although the other party rushed over like a mountain pressing down on him, they still quickly formed the formation without hesitation.

Thirty or so people holding waist knives and shields placed the shields on the ground, lined up, squatting on the ground, gritting their teeth, waiting for the attack of the opponent's spearmen. The second row of stingers were even more prepared. When the enemy approached, they stabbed out with one shot. The remaining dozen archers also began to archery, preparing to shoot.

Although as Mongolian soldiers, they are the best at riding horses and attacking, they are not very interested in this positional war, but as soldiers guarding the salt field, they have also conducted this kind of training and played a role at critical moments.

"Arrow!" said Halbala.

Suddenly, there was an unusual sound behind him. He turned around and had only one thought in his mind: the salt field is probably over.

The salt people who should have been cooking salt with peace of mind are now holding shoulder poles, stones, and long chopping firewood... All the things that can be held are pounced on them fiercely. The leader has already picked up a knife from the ground, which is the one who just fell from the dead sentry on the lookout post.

"Are you going to rebel?" Zhou Dezheng shouted in a trembling voice.

"Kill Zhou Papi!" Yanmin behind him shouted loudly.

Zhou Dezheng knelt on the ground with a "splash": "Brothers, we have no hatred, let me go!"

"Zhou Bapi, pay our wages."

"Zhou Papi, we will withhold our money."

"Zhou Pai, we're going to peel your skin today!"

The angry crowd immediately surrounded Zhou Dezheng and Li Xian.

"Arrowman, shoot arrows back!" shouted Halbala.

"Swoosh, swosh, swosh." The arrow that had just been erected did not shoot at the rushing spearman, but shot at the salt people in the internal turmoil. Suddenly, more than a dozen salt people fell down.

"Kill the archers!" The salt people rushed up fearlessly. They had enough of this group of guards who were pressing on their heads all day long, and who were arrogant and punching and kicking all day long.

The archers had only time to shoot two rounds of arrows and were surrounded by angry people.

On this side, the spearmen also attacked.

"Prepare!" shouted Halbala.

"Spit!" Halbala said as he looked at the spearman who had hit the front of the shield.

In the gap in the shield, dozens of spears suddenly pierced out.

"Puchi!" The spear tip pierced into the chest, and the spearmen who rushed in the front, had they seen such a formation? They were just thinking about how to rush in, but unexpectedly, many spear tips suddenly appeared behind the shield, piercing through their chests.

They looked at the blood in their chests and the spear in their hands. Before they could take action, they had already slid from their hands and fell to the ground.

"Kill him a bitch!" Tang He also rushed up and saw his subordinates falling down in front of him, and cursed.

"Take a step back, raise your spear and sting!" he shouted.

It seemed that conditioned reflex had already formed, and all the spearmen, holding the spear in their hands, stabbed them out with force.

"Ah!" Someone screamed from time to time behind the shield.

However, they were surprised to find that their spear could no longer hurt the other party, and the other party's spear was five feet longer than their spear!

The collapsed wall entrance is now flowing into a river of blood.

Harbala was attacked on both sides, and on the front were the rioters who were attacking fiercely. Behind were the salt people who were already rioting in the salt field. The situation was no longer controlled.

The commander of the salt field, Si Cheng, was probably already turned into meat paste at this moment. At the last moment, Harbala finally felt timid.

He left his subordinates who were still resisting, and left the commander of the salt field and Si Cheng, and led his several of his confidants to break a bloody road and run towards the salt ship at the dock.

"Boom!" Another loud bang, he turned around and saw that the door had been broken.

Zhang Yang asked the musketeers to cover the back, but like a sheep, the spearmen ran everywhere and could not provide strong cover at all. Zhang Yang had to order the musketeers to follow and rush forward.

When he got closer, he realized that his superior forces were actually blocked in front of the shield, and his spearman had already suffered more than a dozen casualties.

Although I have enough troops, the wall I stomped on was just a piece of it, and my strength was not revealed.

"Pitching grenade!" Zhang Yang shouted.

If there were cavalry, one attack would break the formation. However, my current subordinates were just infantry who could ride horses. They usually didn't dare to ride horses, let alone ride horses to break the enemy formation. However, if you had grenades, the opponent's formation would no longer have lethality.

Several grenades were thrown over and more than a dozen sting gunmen were killed, and they collapsed.

Moreover, the discovery that his commander had slipped away was also a source of their escape. The commander took the lead in running away. He didn't run away, and he was still waiting for the other party to stab him to death!

Defeated like a mountain!

What is the greatest shame for a soldier? It is the fate of a hero who is killed by the enemy from the back and is dying in a dignified manner. It is simply a shame to be killed by the enemy from the back when escaping.

But, compared to losing one's life, what is shame?

The salt field has walls on three sides, and the only one without walls is the dock of Chuanchang River.

The remaining Tartar guards all wanted to run to the dock.

Behind were spearmen who were like wolves and tigers. They were running slowly and had a hole in the back.

Harbala took his confidant and jumped onto a boat, untied the cable immediately, picked up the oars and rowed.

The salt ships were all out to deliver salt, leaving only this small boat for contact. This was fine, if it were a large ship, it would not be so easy to drive away.

"Hurry, hurry up!" Halbala shouted.

"Sir, wait for us!"

Wait for you? I can't escape even if I wait for you.

The boat finally left the shore. It was used to holding swords and guns and riding tall horses. However, after staying in the salt field for a long time, I also learned to row, but the rowing speed was not fast.
To be continued...