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Chapter 113 The city gate also fell

~.-~       It was like a rush of shouts, on this snowstorm night, it seemed so clear and clear, and even this shout suppressed the whistling of the snowstorm. In response to the shouts outside the city, the inner responders in the city also cheered. Not only that, the people in the city also cheered.

After all, this is Halehelin, the capital of the ancient Khanate. At this time, Zhao Xu, who controlled this place, fought with the princes of the ancient, and it was self-evident who the people supported. Some brave people even took the pulleys they hunted and bowed out.

The residents in Halehelin City had close ties with the ancient princes and nobles. At first, Zhao Xu pacified two other princes and used Prince Kublai Khan as the governor. At that time, the queen, who was appointed as the governor, was welcomed by the people who had long been looking forward to peace.

Zhao Xu, as a provider of novel products from the "Huaxia Empire", was also welcomed by the people here. Moreover, at that time, Zhao Xu was deeply constrained by the princes, nobles and generals who took Prince Kublai Khan as the way he ruled the ancient army.

Then when his power began to expand, because the ancient army was gone, no one dared to say anything about Zhao Xu. But when his "love" with Queen Sea quietly spread in the market, the residents of Hallehelin City's dissatisfaction with him began to gradually increase.

Especially the 300,000-year war of the ancient army also caused the ancient places that had suffered serious losses due to drought to not get more benefits. More importantly, some of the powerful people under Zhao Xu's men, that is, the race people who were bullied and exploited, and conquered by the ancients, took on their heads under Zhao Xu. But without restraint, they did the opposite. This caused dissatisfaction among some local residents, especially when they had conflicts with Zhao Xu's men, there was often no justice or fairness.

This made the conflict between Zhao Xu and the people in Halehelin City change from the simple economic lack of security in the past to the conflict between nations. This accumulates in the hearts of the people, and then when Prince Kublai Khan and other princes, nobles and generals who are enemies of Zhao Xu, they are really a force that is overwhelming.

After the "insider" in the city was repelled by Zhao Xu's imperial guards for the first time, they reorganized together, and at this time many people with only short swords and pulley bows participated. Although the residents of Hallehelin City were not as fierce as the herdsmen in the wild, the pride and blood of the ancients in their bones completely broke out.

Groups of civilians, along with Prince Kublai Khan and the subordinates of other princes and nobles of the ancient ancient rush to Zhao Xu's imperial guards, and the cruel battle began again.

“Forward…forward…”

The officers of the Imperial Guards shouted, and the Imperial Guards began to line up. They did not attack the city head, but their target was far away from the city head. The Imperial Guards, who were attacked by the city head and under the city, began to attack the city. Relatively speaking, the attack on the city walls was even more unbearable, and the buildings in the city could allow them to have a better position to resist.

But the grenades thrown from high places to low places pose a huge threat to them. With the brutal roars after the explosion, the injured were dragged by their comrades and tingled into the city.

Opposite, groups of dense crowds began to rush over. On this snowstorm night and in the lights on the city, the crowd was like a thick city wall. Their noisy sound echoed the cheers of the broken city on the city, which made Zhao Xu's subordinates in the city panic.

In the howling cold wind, feather arrows covered the sky. If it were just feather arrows, or Zhao Xu's guards would not be worried. But those vicious "trigger rockets" would be shot in one arrow and they would immediately be filled with fire.

"Counterattack...suming fire shè strike!"

Zhao Xu's imperial guards were fully trained and well-armed troops. With just a command, they were divided into four rows and faced the front and back. Although they were facing the "trigger rockets" that were like raindrops, they still leveled the weapons as they usually trained. If you don't say you're afraid, it's fake. On such a cold and tragic night, everyone shivered because of the battle and the cold.

The feather arrows entered the flames that made the person who was caught scream in miserable and fearful screams, but then, when they began to quickly attack, fear slipped away from their bodies without realizing it, and their eyes stared at their enemies opposite from the ruler.

As the commander shouted "release", rows of flames sprayed out of the muzzle when the muzzle was hit. Especially in the city, soldiers of the civilian guards were joined by the soldiers. When they gathered fires, they did not know how to disperse formations or avoid them, and were knocked down in rows.

When the blood flows out, it immediately turns into pieces of agate-like crystals at low temperature.

At this time, the people on both sides were red in their eyes. Human life was already an irrelevant thing. Everyone was shouting and fighting desperately. The subordinates of the ancient princes represented by Prince Kublai Khan,

Zhao Xu's other subordinates in the city quickly rectified and headed to the vicinity of the city. The troops that were already at the top of the city and near the city relied on firepower with hard support. Especially without the protection of artillery, their combat effectiveness has decreased a lot.

However, they were armies equipped with muskets. This weapon could still maintain strong pressure before the soldiers had installed wheel-shaped bullets. Even the ancient soldiers who had already climbed to the top of the city were still suppressed under such firepower.

But above the city walls, many wind-facing walls were already broken by the ancient army. Fighting on the city can be seen everywhere, and more civilians and prince Kublai Khan's subordinates launched decisive attacks again and again.

The battlefield became rapidly and tragic under such a front. Especially the imperial guards under Zhao Xu under the city, the bullets at this time became unsegregated due to the continuous fire-gathering attacks.

"Put down your spear and prepare to fight!"

Such shouts rang out in the team of the Imperial Guards under Zhao Xu. The soldiers hurriedly finished the last bullet in the gun chamber, and then pulled out the swords on their bodies and revolvers one by one, which was the standard configuration when they fought.

"Peng... squeak..."

This was the time when the ancient army on the top of the city opened the city. The big mén was lifted, and the thousand-jin gate was lifted up in the sound of the iron chains. This made everyone under Zhao Xu's hearts also lifted up at the same time.

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Chapter completed!
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