First Minister of Ming Dynasty

　　 Jialu took out three hundred return guns in one breath, although only one third of them could throw more than one hundred catties of stone bullets, it was quite shocking.

　　 A few months ago, when he attacked Xuzhou, there were not so many return shots.

　　 Why is Jialu so good?

　　 In the final analysis, it is still because of the status of the Ministry of Industry to manage the Yellow River. In the process of harnessing the Yellow River, Jia Lu has traveled all over the Huanghuai River. It is naturally clear here in Haozhou.

He also commanded hundreds of thousands of civilian husbands and mobilized countless materials. When he decided to attack Haozhou, he collected a batch of wood corner tendons from Suzhou, Huaiyuan and other places, plus the ones brought from Xuzhou, and rushed to make them. Three Lu busses were returned three hundred times.

　　According to Jia Lu's estimation, attacking Haozhou with his military strength and sophisticated equipment is a matter of walking and passing. A few thieves, what are you afraid of?

　　 He was very considerate to send people to persuade him to surrender, not wanting to kill evil.

　　 But Jialu Wanwan didn't expect it, Lu Anmin was humiliated first, and then he was ridiculed. If the text was not working, the Lu bus was dispatched and all three were burnt down. The mountain was raised again and the tunnel was dug, but it was still unsuccessful.

　　 In the end, he took out all the killer's keys, and even let the Red Scarf Army fight back!

　　This, is this still a thief?

　　 Jia Lu's old face was flushed, and he only felt that he, a scholar of the Ministry of Industry, a master of water control, had lost his old face, and had no place to show himself!

　　 "Yes, it's a thunderbolt!" Yuege Chaer's voice trembled, and he never expected that the city would actually use thunderbolt to kill their fierce fire oil.

　　 "Master Jia, it's not right, how come the thieves can shoot farther and more powerfully?" Yuege Cha'er asked in surprise.

　　 Jia Lu suddenly noticed that it seemed to be the case.

　　 The so-called thunderbolt, according to the fact that it appeared during the Battle of the Song Dynasty, is the same as the fierce fire oil, it is nothing but gunpowder.

　　 However, because the power of gunpowder is not good, and the dampness is easy to return, thunderbolt is not as easy to use as fierce fire oil.

　　 Therefore, Jialu chose fierce fire oil. This thing not only kills people, but also ignites buildings. Once Yuan soldiers burned down the city of Xiangyang, it is definitely the most terrifying siege weapon in the world.

　　 Jialu has not been willing to use it, just for this fatal blow.

　　 But now it's completely a joke!

　　 "It must be the man in the city, he is more skilled in equipment than the old man, he must be!" Jialu's mouth twitched, and his heart was cold.

　　 "For such a talented person to commit himself to being a thief, this is not a blessing to Da Yuan!"

　　 The old man broke his defenses. He believed that equipment was far better than soldiers and horses. He didn't care about other things, but someone was better at using back artillery, which would be fatal.

　　 Cheri Buhua on the side looked disapproving, thinking how good your old man is? Dare to love is also a rice bucket, and when I have encountered setbacks, I don't know what to do!

　　 "Master Jia, hurry up and order to retreat, otherwise the rest will be over!"

　　 Jia Lu wakes up, but the red scarf in the city will not give him a chance.

　　 The Red Scarf Army bombed five mounds with blast bombs, abolished this batch of the longest range and most threatening return artillery, and immediately turned around and aimed at the position on the flat ground.

　　 Thunderbolt bombs fell from the sky, and the explosion sounded endlessly. Those well-made return artillery pieces were quickly drowned in the smoke of gunpowder.

　　 "Okay! This little baby of Jialu Old Piff is all over!" Tang He exclaimed, "Chongba, let me go out and kill them for a while, and chop off those dastards!"

　　 Zhu Chongba couldn't help but be moved. He returned and destroyed a lot, but there were still some left. In addition, many gunners fled in embarrassment and let them go, which is also a problem.

　　 Zhu Chongba nodded and said: "Yes, let's follow you too!"

　　 At this time, the young marshal Peng came over after living early, and he bowed, "Zhu Gongzi, you are the coach, you are responsible for the affairs of the city, and you can't go out easily. I will go out and kill Tang Qianhu for a while!"

　　 Zhu Chongba was startled a little, and nodded vigorously.

　　 Peng stayed in Hetanghe early, led five hundred soldiers, went out of the city gate and killed them!

　　 Since the Yuan soldiers besieged the city, this is the first time the defenders have taken the initiative to attack, which completely exceeded the Yuan soldiers' expectations.

　　 Due to the destruction of the return artillery, the morale of the Yuan army was low. At this moment, the Red Turban came out at the right time. Tang and this guy followed a fierce tiger, chasing Yuanbing and slashing like crazy.

　　 a long knife in his hand, moving forward.

　　 Zhang Ximeng is also on the top of the city at this moment, following the crenellation, looking out. He happened to see Tang He chasing a Yuanjun standard bearer.

　　 In order to survive, the Yuan army threw the flag, and Tang He stepped on the flag, three steps and two steps, chased behind him, waved a knife, cut from the shoulder to the back, a hole more than a foot long, blood gushing out.

　　 The wounded Yuan soldier yelled strangely, turned around and raised his scimitar, doing a desperate gesture.

Tang He didn’t care about the trapped beasts. He stared round his eyes and slashed first. Yuan Bing’s machete was half a foot away from him, and his throat was cut by Tang He. The dignified Mongolian warrior, at the juncture of courage, lost. It's a mess.

　　 Tang and the body of the person from now on stepped on, and ran to the next goal.

　　 The soldiers behind him were inspired, shouting to kill the sky, with an aura like a rainbow!

　　 "Really vigorous, everything is racing!" Zhang Ximeng couldn't help but rub his palm in admiration. He looked to the other side and found that Peng Zaozhu was three points worse than Tanghe.

　　 He was carrying hatred. The city of Xuzhou was broken, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians died tragically. Yuan Ting’s sins were too deep.

　　 Tang and Peng lived early, just like two raptors, the remaining Yuan soldiers were killed and the remaining return artillery were also destroyed.

　　 Just when they successfully completed their mission, Zhang Ximeng noticed that Tang He didn't even stop, but continued to chase the defeated soldiers and kill them towards Jialu's army.

crazy!

　　 Zhang Ximeng was shocked, and hurriedly looked at Zhu Chongba, let's close the army, but don't send it away!

　　 I don’t know that Zhu Chong’s complexion was so deep that he didn’t say a word, just watching.

　　 No matter how anxious Zhang Ximeng was, it was useless, so he could only watch him in shock.

　　 Tanghe just stared at Jialu's banner, grabbed a horse, and rushed towards Jialu.

　　 "Old Piff, your death date is here!"

　　 From the Yuan army, a team quickly separated to block Tang He. Where did you know that Tang He was possessed by the Killing God, quickly rushed through the block, and moved forward again.

　　 At this moment, Yue Ge Cha'er hurriedly drew his bow and shot two arrows at Tang He.

　　 One of the arrows fell through, and one arrow hit the soup and shoulders... But this one didn't care at all, but he laughed wildly, "Dog Tartar, aren't you invincible? That's the only thing you can do!"

　　 Tang and an arrow that pulled out his shoulders threw fiercely, and continued to rush forward.

　　 At this time, the Yuan soldiers were horrified and retreated one after another.

　　 Tang and Jia Lu are less than fifty steps away, and they can see each other's face clearly.

　　 Jialu didn’t have much fear on his face, he was just astonished. There is such a warrior in this group of thieves?

　　 Yue Ge Cha'er saw it really, and quickly pulled on the reins to protect Jia Lu from retreating.

　　 Cheri does not have to be more slippery than the two of them, running faster.

　　 Losing the commander-in-chief, the Yuan army immediately collapsed... Tang He and Peng stayed a long time ago to catch up to the gate of the Yuan army camp. At this time, the gong sounded in the city and the Red Turban won the victory.

A thousand troops ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ chasing more than 10,000 troops to fight, but also beat the opponent back to the camp, it looks like nonsense... But once the original soldiers only need a few thousand people, they can fight. It took tens of thousands of Song Jun to find teeth all over the place. Going back further, hundreds of golden soldiers dared to attack the Song army dozens of times.

　　 Of course, a strong army in the Han and Tang Dynasties is enough to be ten.

　　 It seems that there is real luck. Today, God is standing in the Red Turban Army and standing on Zhu Chongba's side.

　　 But there is also a more practical explanation. After the artillery battle failed, the morale of the Yuan army was greatly damaged, and the troops ran back, engulfing the Yuan army, causing chaos and unwilling to fight.

　　 Tang and Peng Zaozhu took advantage of the opportunity to go out, slash and slash, and take advantage of it, which is also a matter of course.

　　 But any advantage is not in vain. A thousand soldiers were killed, only 700 people returned, almost a quarter, died outside the city.

Along with the corpses being transported back, not far from the city gate, someone was crying, and the crying became louder and louder... An old woman with gray hair suddenly rushed in and hugged a young corpse. Howling and crying.

　　 "My son!"

The woman cried and pierced her heart. Zhu Chongba hurried over, and Tang He quickly came over. He endured the pain, "Here, this brother is a good man. He killed five tartlets by himself. Grabbed a war horse!"

　　 Zhu Chongba nodded vigorously, and leaned over, "Old lady, my sorrow, we will give you a compassion when we turn around and bury our brother well!"

　　 The old woman barely held back her tears. She stared at her son who died in battle, and suddenly stretched out her hand to take off his son's blood-stained jacket, turned her head, went to the front of the crowd, and draped it on another young man's body.

　　 "Second, you, you wear your elder brother's war jacket, and follow Zhu Gongzi to kill Tanzi! Take revenge for your elder brother!"