Ma Teng's despair did not dampen the sound of the cannons on the tower, and the cannons even sounded more intensively.
At this time, Ma Teng finally understood what Qi Zhen meant.
Having just recovered from the shock, he gritted his teeth and shouted loudly to the back: "Come with me!"
In order to gather more soldiers entering the city, and in order not to waste the cannonballs in his hands, General Huo on the tower made the thief choice to let some of the enemy troops entering the city walk across the drawbridge first and arrive in front of the city gate.
The soldiers who had already reached the city gate saw the friendly troops in the rear being turned upside down by unknown firearms. On the one hand, they were trembling with fear, but on the other hand, they were thankful that they had come over and were not affected by the attack.
This naturally includes Ma Teng, the leader who leads the way.
So what he was thinking now was very simple. He would rush in with the soldiers who had already arrived at the city and see if he could find a way to climb up the tower from the inner side of the city.
His reaction was not timely, but facing such a weapon that he had never seen before, it was not easy to make such a quick judgment.
However, it seemed that God was playing tricks on him again. When he led these soldiers to run quickly and prepared to pass through the long doorway, there were already people waiting for them on the opposite side.
There were two neat rows of soldiers, not many in number, probably only about a hundred.
What's shocking is that they all hold a long black tubular weapon in their hands, and two rows of black holes are aimed at them.
Ma Teng also didn't know these things were called rifles, but that didn't stop him from feeling the danger of them.
However, there was no other way. He gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "Kill!"
Then gunfire rang out.
On the city tower, General Huo heard the intensive gunshots and shouted loudly at his soldiers defending the city: "Mom, shoot me quickly, don't let Dashanzi steal my military glory!"
"General, ten rounds are over. Are you still going to continue?" asked the soldier next to him.
"Nonsense! If these people run away, we won't be able to get down from the tower in time. Then won't all the military achievements belong to others?" General Huo glared.
"But you..."
The soldier wanted to speak again, but the helmet on his head was slapped again.
"Hit, beat, beat! Don't save the shells! I never said that!" General Huo ordered impatiently.
"Here!"
The sound of cannons in front of the city gate continued like this for half an hour.
After paying a price of nearly 30,000 people, the soldiers who entered the city from the rear finally realized that facing the defenders on the tower, their side was completely in vain, and the so-called truth of absolute safety within a stone's throw was here. Not applicable at all.
Those explosions accompanied by huge roars and sharp shrapnel seemed to be able to ignore distance.
They were frightened and desperate, and then they reacted and began to flee.
However, before they knew it, the cavalry from nowhere joined them from behind and began a one-sided massacre.
These people had been stunned by the sound of cannons for a long time. They did not notice that as soon as the cannons sounded, two groups of cavalry poured out from the city gates in the south and north, waiting at the side. The moment they fled.
The one-sided pursuit began.
The soldiers who were originally a mixed legion were running around in a very messy manner. They were already frightened and defeated. Once the enemy caught up with them, they were like chopping melons and vegetables. They didn't even have a layered defense to cover the retreat. Not organized.
The general commanding the two teams, or rather the two battalions, was General Feng who had sent the message to the coalition forces. At this time, he was taking the lead, with a hint of helplessness on his young face.
"It's over. I'm going to be scolded by my lord this time. Why are so many people here all of a sudden?" He said to himself.
He held a saber in his hand, and his cavalry did not choose to use firearms.
Obviously it would be more comfortable to fight with a knife right away.
The gun is very effective in the confrontation between the two armies, but the reloading is too slow in mobile warfare.
The vanguard troops he led were responsible for cutting up the fleeing enemy troops. The cavalrymen in the rear surrounded and killed these enemies in a uniform manner.
However, these enemy troops were running too scattered.
Even though he had led his cavalry to try his best to break up and encircle them, he still allowed many of these enemies to escape.
After all, there are too many enemies fleeing in all directions, and it is really difficult to let go of all of them.
"Put down your weapons and surrender. Those who surrender will not be killed!" Loud cheers began to erupt from the cavalry formation.
After hearing this, many soldiers who were running away and had been surrounded and cut down their weapons and raised their hands.
They knew that it was difficult for them to escape. If they gave up resistance, they might still have a glimmer of hope. If they resisted or continued to flee, they would be doomed.
After all, they have lost their will to fight, and their hearts are still full of fear from the justice coming from the tower. How can they have the heart to resist?
Some of the soldiers who had not yet been overtaken slowly stopped and accepted their fate. In their opinion, their own footsteps were not as good as those of war horses. If they continued running like this, they would not be surrounded by dense jungles or high mountains. Those who are hidden will sooner or later be overtaken and killed.
The other part ran even more vigorously. They thought that if the enemy couldn't take care of so many people, then they would always have a chance to escape, and maybe there would be a glimmer of hope. Most of them were cavalry, and only a few Infantry.
Maybe he is thinking about his wife, children, and children at home, or he wants to come back for revenge because his comrades died on that hell-like battlefield. There are various reasons and choices. Human nature is vividly displayed at this moment. .
There was a huge difference in the performance of these people, so they seemed very confused. However, General Feng and the cavalry under his command were not confused at all, and they still persevered in chasing the enemies who continued to escape.
"General, some fish are destined to slip through the net. It seems that we are here." The soldier beside him sighed and said helplessly.
"Then let's do it. Don't have too much appetite. Let's count the results and escort the prisoners back to Luoyang." General Feng ordered.
"Here!" the soldier responded.
The cavalry slowly stopped their pursuit and began to count the gains from this battle.
The results were fruitful.
Although the pursuit of local deserters this time was shorter than the artillery attack on the city tower, the results achieved were more substantial.
There was no other reason. There were only sixty cannons, and there were three thousand cavalrymen who went out of the city to pursue them.
One sword swing per person is three thousand lives, two swings of the sword is six thousand lives.
In fact, in this situation, few cavalrymen can swing five swords.
But the damage caused to the enemy is difficult to reason.
Thirteen thousand.
The final statistical result was that the cavalry chasing the enemy lost less than 300, but in exchange for the wonderful result of killing 13,000 of the opponent's soldiers.
The reason why such damage could be caused was inseparable from the master's strategizing and the on-the-spot command of General Feng.
The remaining soldiers who were still running turned around and saw that the enemy had not caught up with them, and finally felt relieved.
Thousands of people were scattered everywhere outside Luoyang City, and they all began to think about where they were going.
Some middle-level captains still have the thought to gather the rest of their men and prepare to defect back to the coalition forces. Some of them have been frightened by the enemy and have already abandoned their armor when fleeing. At this time, they are preparing to form groups in twos and threes. Get together and discuss the next steps.
General Feng looked at the looming enemy troops in the distance, with an unexplainable smile on his lips.
"Why is the general laughing?" asked the soldier on the side.
"I just sighed, what a good horse, it's so cheap for Lao Lin." General Feng smiled bitterly and sighed, "Look at us, we are working so hard that in the end we are either a bunch of prisoners of war or a bunch of heads, what's the use ?According to my lord, it’s not for eating or drinking. What do you think of war horses?”
"General, don't you look down on those miscellaneous horses?" the soldier continued to ask.
"It's okay to dislike Ma Duo, but who would dislike Ma Duo?" General Feng asked, and then he seemed to think of something, then he frowned and pursed his lips: "It's over, it falls into Lao Lin's hands. , I’m afraid these horses will also suffer.”
Without a unified leader, these soldiers, although large in number but very complex in composition, could easily scatter like a piece of loose sand.
These people began to look for their friendly forces everywhere and gathered together.
Of course, he never forgets to keep an eye on the movements in Luoyang City.
In the end these people were simply divided into several parts.
Because he didn't break them up when he was in Qi Zhen's army. On the one hand, Qi Zhen was too lazy to organize the army. On the other hand, it was beyond his own ability. In addition, he had been busy running back and forth during this period, so It’s not surprising that this has happened now.
These people are the same as the princes they were subordinate to before. The group under Ma Teng's command is mostly cavalry. The other groups are more complicated, including infantry and cavalry. Among them, the group under Han Fu's original command is the largest, and the group under Kong Rong's original command is the least. At a rough count, there were only a few hundred people.
These people seem to be gathered together, but in fact they are standing very far apart. Thousands of people are not a small number after all. They seem to be a huge crowd, but at this time, everyone has lingering fear on their faces. It seems that they have been blocked by the previous city wall. The shelling and the ensuing cavalry chase frightened them badly.
Thousands of people without a core leader are just a bunch of rabble.
Everyone is thinking about the next step. If it doesn't match their thoughts, they will leave. The reason why they gather together is just for comfort.
However, a disappointing thing happened in front of everyone after everyone gathered.
"Enemy!" A sharp-eyed soldier pointed in one direction and shouted.
