Suddenly, a burst of gunfire suddenly came from behind the wall. Some of the soldiers of the Shun Army who were moving slowly fell down immediately. Zhang Qi immediately blew a whistle and waved his arms violently. Almost at the same time, the two Green cannons immediately roared, and two fire dragons immediately licked the wall and knocked down the exposed human body. After a while, Zhang Qi saw that the gunfire was sparse, so he blew the third whistle vigorously. The Shun Army soldiers lying on the ground immediately jumped up from the ground and rushed towards the armory with loud shouts.

In the armory, a black-faced man was talking to Song Chan loudly, as if he was arguing with him. The nickname of this black-faced man was "Ghost Shadow", and was one of the many small leaders under Song Chan.

"No!" Song Chan shook his head vigorously: "It was me who called on people to take up weapons to fight for the land to the end, but now you want me to leave my brothers and escape alone, which is impossible!"

"Everyone has his own position. Our position is here to fight to the death, and your position is to leave here alive and continue to fight with the rest!" The ghost shadow replied loudly. His voice was so bright that even the dense guns and shouts of killing outside could not be suppressed.

"I have appointed the leader of the remaining brothers, and they can continue to fight without me!" The muscles on Song Gan's face twisted in pain, and he retorted with all his might: "Besides, the regent's dog has surrounded the armory. Instead of being caught and hanged when he escaped, it is better to die with the brothers here!"

"No!" The ghost shadow grabbed Song Gan's shoulders and stared at the other party's eyes tightly. His eyes were like lightning: "The leaders you appointed were all fools. Without you, they would fight by themselves and do nothing. I bet that the Regent would rather let all of us out than throw you away. Boss, you must live, and live for me and the two hundred dying people in the armory. There are so many poor people and guns in Bagan City now. They all know your name. As long as you can go among them, there will be thousands and tens of thousands of people following you to fight, and you will be able to occupy Bagan, Mandalay, and the whole of Myanmar, so that all the poor people have their own land and eat the food they grow! "

Song Gan looked at the eyes of the ghost shadow. He was convinced by the other party's great enthusiasm and eloquence. At this time, a fierce shout came from outside the armory. The two looked back and found that the soldiers who attacked the enemy had broken through the wall and were fighting fiercely with the rebels at several gaps in the wall. The ghost shook Song Gan and pulled him to the back of the armory. There was a small ventilation window about five meters high on the back wall. He brought a wooden box to the bottom and urged loudly: "Hurry, boss, the enemy's troops are not large, otherwise they would not attack the armory from only one side. You must escape!"

Song Gan was almost pushed out of the window by the ghost shadow. Finally, he turned his head and said to the ghost shadow: "Goodbye!"

"No, boss, I don't want to see you again. At least I won't see you again in a short time, because I'm going to die!"

The ghost shadow watched Song Gan disappear in advance, and then said to himself in a low voice: "Song Gan, our two hundred lives are all on you. You must survive and you will be able to survive!"

The final and most cruel battle was taking place at the door of the armory. Fearing to detonate the large amount of gunpowder stored in the armory, the soldiers of Shun Army received the order to prohibit firing after breaking through the wall. The form of battle regressed back to the era of semi-cold weapons. If you want to find the same example, you must return to the era of cruel siege of Zhang Xun guarding Huaiyang and Hou Jing besieging Taicheng, which went back to the "short" that continued until the 17th century.

The battle between soldiers and soldiers”. This kind of battle occurs when attacking the fortress from the open gap, as a veteran said, “In this attack, the smoke from the local mine explosion has not completely dissipated. The soldiers on the attacking side carry short axes and shields; with torches and gunpowder packs, groping in the dark and crowded gap, breathing the spicy air, enduring raindrop arrows and projectiles, breaking through the blockage of the defense, and seizing these positions!”

The situation of the attacker was very terrible. When the armory was built, it was considered the possibility of being besieged. Not only were the four walls made of solid stone and bricks, but after entering the door, they could only enter the warehouse by passing through a tortuous and narrow aisle. The soldiers were struggling in the intestines of the resistance. A person would touch the walls on his forehead, his feet were covered with debris, and his eyes would encounter darkness.

Soldiers and the uprisingers fought in such an environment, as if the engineers from both sides met in a tunnel battle, or the two ships met in a naval battle, and the two sides slaughtered each other with axes on the middle deck. People fought here as if in a tomb. When the first group of soldiers rushed in, the entire aisle was filled with explosions of fire, as if lightning strikes occurred under the ground. The attacking party answered the lightning strike with lightning strikes, and then steel collided with steel, and the lead bounce answered the lead bounce. Whoever touched these swords and guns would die. The torches in people's hands reflected the terrifying scene in darkness. It was impossible to see anything clearly in the aisle;

The darkness shining red lights around him; whoever walked here became deaf and blind, the deafening sound made him deaf, and the explosion of smoke made him blind. The fallen people fell into the corpse, people trampled on the dead, pressed the wound, smashed the broken limbs, and the wounded soldiers who were trampled sharply, biting the feet that were treading on his chest. It was silent from time to time, but this was even more terrible. People pulled each other and rolled on the ground, and could hear the terrible panting of the fighter, followed by the sound of teeth cutting, the groaning and cursing of the dying person. So the roaring fighting began again, a stream of blood flowed out from the corner of the door, and it emitted heat.

Dioc stood outside the door, his face was a little pale, and the attacking soldiers had changed two groups. The one who entered was a lively and strong young man, and the corpse with broken limbs and arms came out. The door of the armory was like the giant mouth of a monster, swallowing people, chewing them and spitting them out. The sound of gunfire, explosions, and fighting sounds came out through the walls, which looked particularly gloomy and extremely terrifying.

Zhang Qi's face was like the walls of the armory, dark and terrifying. He waved his arm again, and twenty soldiers carrying pistols, gunpowder bags and sabres rushed into the door again, and the cruel battle began again.

Although the resistance side has not shaken, the advantage of the number of people in the attacking side is finally coming into effect. There are no more than thirty people who can fight in the armory. With the consumption of physical strength and the increase in casualties, the rebels had to retreat step by step. In the end, there were only ten people who resisted. The bravest one was the black-faced man who persuaded Song Chan to escape. He quickly waved a Malayaclis knife. The sharp weapon reflected a flowing light under the reflection of the fire.

However, he slashed with a sharp blade, and the sharp blade cut off the barrel of a Shun soldier, and then left a wound more than three inches long on the other party's face. The Shun soldier let out a shrill scream and fell down. He was about to pounce on and take the enemy's life when he heard a shout of killing. Another group of new forces rushed in from the enemy. When he turned around, he saw that there were only five or six people left on his side who could stand there on his own. He knew that the crowd was outnumbered, so he shouted and turned around to escape into the armory.

Dioc passed through the aisle and walked into the armory. Several Shun soldiers were pulling bayonets out of several twitching bodies. Whether it was the previous order or the current situation where they had red eyes, Shun soldiers would never forgive the enemy at all. Dioc's cheek twitched, and turned around to Zhang Qi beside him and asked, "Mr. Zhang, where is that Song Shen?"

"Our people are searching, he will definitely not be able to escape!" Zhang Qi's voice was cold and hard, just like the granite under his feet. He turned around and repeated the order to the soldiers behind him who were rushing into the armory: "Execute all, don't capture them!"

The soldiers rushed into the armory and quickly began to search, stabbing every wounded person he encountered with a bayonet. The body of his companion who was lifting out just now had turned their hearts cold and hard. Suddenly, a soldier shouted loudly: "Someone wants to jump through the window and escape!"

People's eyes suddenly looked towards the soldier's fingers, and saw a man quickly climbing up several stacked wooden boxes and crawling towards the high window. Zhang Qi grabbed the rifle of the soldier beside him, aimed at the man and pulled the trigger. With the sound of a gunshot, the figure shook twice by the window and fell down.

Zhang Qi threw the rifle to his original master and quickly walked towards the man's fall. When he walked closer, he saw that the ghost was lying on the ground. He was shot and was lying on the ground, struggling in pain. Blood was pouring out from his chest and blood was also leaking from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that Zhang Qi's shot had penetrated his lungs just now.

Zhang Qi recognized the man on the ground at a glance because of Song Gan. He pulled out the pistol from his waist and pointed it at the other party's head, and asked in a low voice: "Song Gan?"

The ghost shadow looked at the gun pointing at him without fear, and suddenly burst into a mocking laugh. Blood surged out of his mouth with his laughter. Zhang Qi frowned, just as he wanted to ask the translation to better ask, the black-faced man suddenly turned over and leaned on the ground and stopped moving. Zhang Qi was stunned and hurriedly asked the soldiers to turn him over. When he squatted down, he saw that there was a dagger on the man's chest and he had committed suicide.

Zhang Qi stood up, his originally cold and hard face was a little loose, showing low irritability, and the stubbornness of the resister made him a little confused. So, like all those who have been in the army for a long time, he was a narrow-minded person, and always had a disgust and avoidance towards those things outside his own understanding. At this time, Dioc walked over from behind, his face a little ugly.

"Mr. Zhang, have you seen Song Shen?"

"No!" Zhang Qi turned around and revealed the corpse behind him: "This is just a little leader!"

"Neither of me!" Dioc's face became even more ugly: "It seems that he has escaped, maybe he has not escaped from the beginning! Otherwise, he had been beaten to death in a corner that we had not discovered!"

"No!" Zhang Qi shook his head affirmatively: "The bandit leader must have escaped here and commanded the battle himself. Regent, you have never brought the soldiers and don't know what the soldiers think. If the officials ran away first, the soldiers would not be so tenacious!" Speaking of this, Zhang Qi spat at the corpse of the black-faced man and cursed: "Damn guy, fifty good men lost their lives!"
Chapter completed!