After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

This time, Wanyan Wushu did not lead the troops, but instead supervised the battle from behind.

"General, the Khan has run away, why don't we run too? If we wait until the Jade-faced King of Hell is free, we will surely die!"

Wanyan Wushu glanced at the people behind him and looked back at the wall of Fuming Town: "The Khan has escaped, but don't we still have father and the Right Wise King? We still have time. As long as we can break through Fuming Town, the situation can be reversed!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise from the west. Wanyan Wushu frowned, "What are they doing? Didn't they say the west gate was going to be breached? Why aren't they stepping forward?"

The supervisor was ordered to supervise the battle in the west route, and he saw the entire western army a few hundred meters away from the west gate of Fuming Town.

The warhorse neighed uneasily under his crotch, and he smelled a strange smell in his nose.

The entire west gate had disappeared, and looking inside, there were no guards.

The area near the city gate was littered with mutilated corpses, with broken arms and legs.

The city wall built of bluestone had many cracks.

"Charge forward, why are you all standing there?!" The supervisor waved his whip and lashed the Western Route Army.

The Western Route Army seemed to be frightened by something. Their eyes were dull and they allowed the whip of the supervisor to fall on them, and they did not dare to rush into the empty city gate.

The supervisor was furious. What a bunch of cowards! As long as they could break into the city gate, they could take all the gold, silver and treasures!

The supervisor took back his whip, drew his scimitar, and put it on the neck of a cavalryman: "Charge!"

The cavalrymen's legs were so weak that they kicked their horses' bellies while crying.

But no one knew what was wrong with the horse. No matter how its owner kicked it, it just refused to go towards the city gate!

The supervisor took a deep breath and asked the dozen or so cavalrymen who followed him to go to the city gate to check the situation.

These dozen or so cavalrymen had no idea what had just happened. They just felt that this group of Western Route Army was a hopeless case, so they spat at them and rode their horses towards the west gate like a gust of wind.

Suddenly, an old woman appeared from nowhere at the empty city gate.

The Tatar cavalrymen took the curve and were about to use the momentum to chop off the old woman's head with one blow, as they had done in the past.

What surprised the Tatar cavalry was that the old woman did not flee like the Han people in the past, but waited for them to get closer, so close that they could see the expressions on each other's faces.

A strange smile of revenge appeared on the old woman's face.

Then, there was a loud bang!

The war horses fell to the ground, and the Tatar cavalry were blown away without knowing what was happening!

After a roar, the Western Route Army retreated another hundred meters.

The supervisor was the first one standing in the front!

The supervisor touched the liquid on his face, looked down, and found that it was blood.

The loud explosion turned the old woman and the Tatar cavalryman closest to her into a rain of blood!

"This...what is this..." The supervisor's eyes widened. Everything in front of him was completely beyond his understanding!

……

Xia Lezhi, who was hiding far away from the city gate, stuffed his fist into his mouth to block the cry that was about to burst out.

He secretly ran away from home to Fuming Town.

He heard that there was not enough food in Fuming Town, so he thought of bringing some steamed buns to his mother, and then he would go home to guard the tunnel.

But he didn't expect to see such a tragic scene before his eyes.

"Who is that old woman?" someone nearby asked.

Xia Lezhi choked up and said, "It's the old lady who sells tofu in Huaishuo Town."

"What's your name?"

Xia Lezhi paused. After knowing her for such a long time, he really didn’t know what this old lady’s name was: “I don’t know. Everyone calls her Tofu Pudding Granny.”

"Okay, is there anyone else who wants to go?"

"I!"

"What do you mean by 'you'? How old are you? Your three kids are waiting for you to go home! I'll go first. I'm already fifty-six. I've had enough of life!"

"Why do we need women like you when we are here?!" The old man selling newsstand with a broken leg was walking towards the city gate with a crutch.

When the old man selling newsstand passed by Xia Lezhi, he patted his head and scolded him softly: "You little kid, go home quickly! The general spent so much money and energy to train you, not to let you come here!"

Xia Lezhi looked at the empty trouser legs of the old man selling newsstand, and everything in front of him became blurry.

……

On the wall of the north gate, the female soldiers could no longer lift their arms to shoot arrows.

Under the city wall, Wanyan Wushu saw this and led his large troops towards the city wall step by step.

Wang Buxi took a deep breath and said, "Musketeers, go!"

Among the five hundred soldiers, there are less than two hundred who can use muskets skillfully!

This thing is not easy to learn. First, you have to overcome the psychological fear of unknown things, and then, familiarize yourself with the operation and practice your accuracy.

If this musket is not used properly, it may easily explode and injure yourself.

"The target is mainly the enemy officers! Archery team provide cover!"

Under the city wall, the Tatars were getting closer and closer.

Wang Buxi encouraged him: "The general has achieved great results on the front battlefield, and the Khan has been driven away! That's why Wanyan Wushu is so crazy! The general has ordered us to defend Yunzhou to the death!"

"The west gate was breached, and the common people were holding explosive packs and blocking the gate with their bodies!"

Wang Buxi's voice was choked with sobs: "The only one hundred muskets left in the whole Yunzhou are in your hands! All the qualified gunpowder in the military factory is left for you to make bullets! Tell me loudly, can you complete the military order of the general?! Can you live up to the people of the whole Yunzhou?!"

"can!"

"can not hear!"

"Yes! Yes!"

"Still can't hear it!"

"Can! Can! Can!"

The musketeers roared at the top of their lungs, but their hands holding the guns were as steady as rocks.

Just as the Tartars understand the people of Yunzhou, the people of Yunzhou also understand the Tartars!

The Tatars are a human-shaped wolf pack on the grassland. As long as we kill their leader, the wolf with the final say in the pack, the wolves will flee in panic!

Wanyan Wushu didn't move forward at all. Even though the range of the musket was farther than that of the bow and arrow, it still couldn't reach him!

Now, the chance has finally come!

This is also the only chance!

The West City Gate was wide open. Once the Tartars got over their fear of the explosive packs, they would tear the entire Yunzhou to pieces along the wound of the West City Gate like wild beasts smelling blood!

So they had to shoot all the officers of the 30,000-strong army in the heads before the Tartars could react!

It would be best if Wanyan Wushu could be killed!

In this way, the 30,000 cavalrymen will become a group of loose sand, and even if the Tatars break into Fuming Town, the pressure on the defenders will be much less.

boom! boom! boom!

Amid the rain of arrows, every time a gunshot was heard, an officer who was fighting the Tartars would fall to the ground!

"Oh! It was so close!" Wang Buxi and Su Yunyan sighed at the same time.

I almost shot Wanyan Wushu just now, but for some reason, he tilted his head!

Wanyan Wushu touched the scratch on his cheek, pulled the reins, and stopped.

Because so many officers were killed and wounded, there was a lot of unrest in the team.

Wanyan Wushu's intuition told him that it would be dangerous to go further.

He waved and said something to the officer beside him.

Wang Buxi stood on the city wall and saw about two thousand cavalrymen break away from the main team: "Not good! He wants to split his troops and go to the west gate!"