"Bang!"

"Twelve!"

When Zhang Lingyun was excitedly calling to the twelve, he suddenly realized that there was no other two Tartars in his sight. The real Tartars behind him were sixty feet away. In the era when there was no scope, it was difficult to hit the targets of sixty feet away (about 180 meters) away.

The gunshots on the city wall slowly became cold.

Zhang Zhun also slowly lowered the muzzle.

The 100 Tartars who were responsible for escorting hostages to open the way in front all fell down. On the contrary, the female hostages were basically fine. However, those female hostages did not make any moves, and even forgot the most basic action of escaping. Because the scene that happened just now was too bizarre. Both the hostages under the city and the Tartars following behind were stunned.

"run!"

"Run!"

"Run here!"

The guards on the top of the city shouted in unison.

The female hostages suddenly woke up at this time and hurriedly ran away toward the city gate.

The Tartars behind did not make any moves. They can't blame their slow reaction, but they didn't expect that the second Tartars among the hostages would be beaten to death. And those female hostages only suffered a few casualties.

More than a hundred people fell down amid the intermittent gunfire?

The gunshots of the defenders didn't sound very fierce?

There was no sound of gunfire from the defenders.

How is this possible?

"What's going on?"

"Can anyone tell me what's going on?"

Shublu couldn't believe everything in front of him, he was going crazy!
Chapter completed!