Chapter 109: The Eagle Folds Its Wings (1)
On the wharf under the swallow rock, thousands of ships of all sizes are docked in the harbor along the river. This fleet, which had been used to carry supplies to the army, had been concentrated for the two days to be used for attacks on the other side of the river, and among these ships, a large ship leaning against the edge of the pier was particularly conspicuous.
Boyan's boat is a three-story building ship with a length of more than 100 steps, and it can even gallop on the wide deck, and when the first explosion sounded, Boyan, who was resting between the second floors, had already been awakened. This kind of voice is not new to the Mongols, and they were first heard under the city of Caizhou of the Jin people, when he was not yet born, and these stories were told by the old man.
After the destruction of Jin, Yuanren's own firearms courtyard could also use the craftsmen left by Jinren to create this kind of thing, so when he heard the explosion sound from the land, his first reaction was that something happened to the earth-shaking thunder stored in the camp. He got up and pushed open the porthole between the buildings and looked out, there was a fire in the camp in the distance, and there was a faint shouting of people and horses, he felt that it was not so simple.
Following the wooden ladder in the cabin, Boyan went directly to the third floor, where the original slapping rod was removed, leaving only four half-person-high female walls. He pressed his hand on the battlement and propped up his body and looked in the direction of the camp, just in time to see a neat row of explosion fires, only a moment later there was another explosion in the same place, such as the third thing, Boyan did not see which direction it flew from, and there was a little suspicious look on his face.
Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves was heard, and a rider came straight from the direction of the main camp to the dock, and immediately the knight held a small pennant, which was the sign of the emergency military report. The defenders on the dock did not dare to slack off, and directly let him rush in, and the knight did not stop, and ran directly from the board on the shore to Boyan's boat, and only turned over and dismounted on the deck of the first floor.
"Dashuai, it's not bad! Song people" A small colonel dressed in the Han army ran up to the third floor under the guidance of the guards, knelt down on one knee at Boyan's back, and said with a pant.
"The Song people can't turn the sky, what happened, take your time." Bo Yan interrupted him without looking back, and his calm tone made the little colonel stunned for a moment, and then sorted out his thoughts and told the story of the matter.
It turned out that this person was from the camp behind Shige, and the Han army leading the army saw that the square shì in front was not good, so he ordered him to fly and ride to report. Hearing that the army in front of him was defeated, the Song people had already entered the camp, and they were rushing to the camp all the way to the camp, and when the main general in front of Shi Ge did not know whether he was alive or dead, Boyan's expression did not change at all.
"Ben Shuai asks you, from what you see, where did the explosions in the camp come from?" The Song people didn't put it on Boyan's heart, he cared about these things that were very similar to earth-shaking thunder, so he didn't believe that these things would fall from the sky.
"This, upon closer inspection, seems to have been shot from the city." Xiao Xiao also knew that his words were a little unbelievable, but in the face of the marshal's question, he didn't dare not answer, and hesitated to say it again.
The little colonel lowered his head tightly, he was already about to stick to the deck, and the sweat of the bean was rolling down his cheeks, and unexpectedly, Boyan was not angry. It was quiet all of a sudden, and after a long time, I heard a voice coming in from above.
"Get up, don't go back to the camp for the time being, go directly to the commander of the rear army, He Wei, and order him to reorganize his army and fight and try his best to stop the rout in front. After listening to Boyan's instructions, Xiao Xiao got up with gratitude and hugged his fists and left.
When the little colonel was far away, the sound of explosions was heard again from the camp in the distance, this time for a longer period of time, five times. Boyan stared at the faint firelight at that time, as if admiring some beautiful scenery, and when the sound stopped, he suddenly let out a long laugh, and the guards around him looked at him in bewilderment.
"Hehe, it's a good time, I want to see if this dark night, this river can break the wings of the prairie eagle!"
"A few of you hold a certain banner, and order Dong Wenbing outside the south gate to send the cavalry to attack the west of the city, so as to surround and annihilate the Song people who go out of the city, and strengthen the vigilance of the rest of the gates to prevent the Song people from sneaking attack." Boyan turned to the guards and said.
Several people took orders to leave, and Boyan's eyes followed them across the dock, where there were still more than 20,000 Han troops, ready to board the ship at dawn tomorrow. Thinking of this, a burst of vigilance rose in Boyan's heart, as if something wanted to grasp but didn't catch it, and the river close at hand was as black as an open mouth, as if it could swallow the heaven and earth.
Outside the south gate of Jiankang City, Dong Wenbing, the siege commander and governor of the city, woke up earlier than Boyan, and when the first explosion sounded, he immediately issued a battalion alert order. Immediately afterwards, he ordered a thousand-strong cavalry team to search in front of the battalion, and when he received the order from Boyan, the military report of the search team had not yet been delivered.
After listening to the words of the guards, Dong Wenbing thought in his heart that the Mongolian cavalry team of 10,000 people assigned to him was not needed during the siege of the city, and there were usually 7,000 troops who went deep into Lishui County in Jiankang and even Liyang County farther away, in case of reinforcements from the Song people coming from there.
Of the three thousand-strong troops in the camp at this moment, one had just been sent out, and the remaining two were intended by him as reserves. There was a lot of movement on the west side of the city, and he couldn't be sure if it would be enough to let only these two thousand troops fight, and the darkness could offset the advantage of the cavalry to a great extent, but this was the order of the commander, and he couldn't think too much.
"Attari and Guo'er are to take your men around from behind, destroy their catapults first, and then surround the foot soldiers who are leaving the city, move quickly, and light torches." The two Mongolian men in the tent patted their chests and shouted in response, turned and walked out.
Not long after, under the gaze of Dong Wenbing and other generals, the cavalry brigade lined up in two rows came out of the camp one after another from the door, each holding a torch in his hand, like two long dragons extending towards the west of the city, Dong Wenbing looked thoughtfully at the team that was gradually moving away, and there was a seemingly never-ending explosion in his ears.
"Give the order, blow the horn, beat the golden drum, prepare the ladder and other things, line up and leave the camp, and prepare to attack the city!" With Dong Wenbing's categorical words, the South Gate camp boiled, countless torches lit the entire camp, and the long horn sounded in the dark night, accompanied by the rumbling drumbeat.
At this moment, the first team of five thousand foot soldiers led by Jin Ming gradually slowed down the pace of pursuit, they had already rushed through Area B, and according to the plan, the rest of the operation should be taken over by the people led by Liu Shiyong. So, the brigade slowly stopped, and let the rout in front of them flee away.
In fact, the men and horses led by Liu Shiyong almost followed Jin Ming out of the city, and since they were all ordinary forbidden troops, the marching speed was faster than that of Jin Ming's troops. Liu Shiyong, dressed in fine armor, raised his wrist to look at his watch, and the green hands told him that the time he had planned was approaching.
"At the foot of Bagong Mountain, who is coming?" Looking at the approaching foot soldiers behind him, Jin Ming let out a low roar from his mask, although he knew that this should be Liu Shiyong's department, he still asked for tonight's password according to the regulations.
"The rumors are loud, it is Liu Shiyong, he was ordered to replace Er and others, Lao Jin will kill him happily tonight." This password was conceived by Liu Yu and used to identify his identity in the dark.
Time was urgent, and the two didn't have time to make noise, so they simply looked at each other and nodded, and then staggered each other through the gap. Liu Shiyong waited until his team was over, stretched out his hand and pulled out his bending knife, and with a loud shout, he rushed forward in the first place, and the horizontal formation behind him rolled away, catching up with the Tartar rout again.
None of this happened escaped the eyes of Li Shiyi at the observation post on Shishou Mountain, and while keeping his eyes on Liu Shiyong who was moving forward, he reported these reports to Liu Yu in the city from the open walkie-talkie.
"Brother Eleven, there are people coming from the south of the city, the speed is not slow, and it is estimated that there are more than a thousand people." Suddenly, the voice of the black bull on the side sounded, Li Shiyi was shocked, and quickly moved his perspective to put the scene outside the west of the city into the camera.
There is no need to use night vision devices at all, all of them have torches, so they are very conspicuous in the dark night, and the black bull with an ordinary telescope can see it directly. Is this the Tatar's countermeasure, looking at the direction they are traveling and their cautious appearance, Li Shiyi is very strange, as if he is looking for something.
Liu Yu, who received the report, did not dare to slack off, and immediately reported the situation to Jin Ming outside the city, more than a thousand cavalry? Liu Yu suspiciously put the two horseback villains into the open space in the west of the city, he was ready to meet the onslaught of tens of thousands of Tartars, what kind of trouble is this?
He stepped down from the high platform, and took the pheasant slave and a few of his own soldiers up the tower, and sure enough, there was a group of firelight along the moat towards the west of the city, and the first few horsemen may have seen that the city was pitch black, and they actually approached the river and looked towards the city, and their figures were very clear in the light of the torches.
"Shoot that man." Liu Yu said softly to the little Lori on the side, and several pro-soldiers immediately "squeaked" and pulled the bowstring and put an iron gun on the bed crossbow at the battlement, the little Lori stood at the firing position, glanced at the city, and pulled it hard, the iron spear flew out, knocking the tartar with the torch off the horse, and nailed it to the ground through his body.
The torches that fell to the side were still burning, and the Tartars, who had not immediately breathed, struggled to let out a terrible scream, so startled that the nearby cavalry threw away their torches and drew their swords, and as another Tartar was killed by the crossbow arrows flying from the city, the cavalry threw down their torches and stayed away from the moat.
"Let's go." Seeing the enemy retreating, Liu Yu did not stay any longer, and led the people down the city tower, the trebuchet on the position has been fighting five rounds in a row, whether it is a wrestler or a pitcher, all of them became sweaty, and they all threw their clothes to the ground bare-chested, but no one complained, and they were all busy according to the shooting table formulated by Liu Yu.