Between heaven and earth, ten thousand arrows are fired at the same time.

Under the roar of artillery, the stones of the city wall exploded, and the battlements were smashed by projectiles, mixed with human stumps and severed arms flew into the sky.

But at the same time, countless arrows, stone projectiles fired by trebuchets fell on the canal, in the Han water. The Han landing boats, which were struggling to move forward, were constantly overturned, and the river surface was slowly soaked in blood.

The gunboats of the Han army were also shot with many crossbows, the masts were shattered, and some sailors were killed in battle. This is the first time since the Battle of Tokhtar that the Han army's sailors have suffered losses. The red-eyed gunners, shirtless, continued to shoot under the command of the officer.

The two armies, one in the city and the other on the water, were already eye to eye, face to face.

Bang!

The huge cannon on the Dadu was fired, and the people on the city wall turned on their backs. The cannonballs that bounced onto the city walls, rolled through the crowd, passed through the crowd, and smashed two trebuchets ready to fire.

Countless shells rained down, and the bows and trebuchets of the city were lost.

Although Xiangyang Wang Boluo did not spend money, the power of Xiangyang's defense was raised to the extreme. However, the artillery of the Han army was a weapon with a generation difference, and its ability to break monsters was amazing, and the Yuan army began to gradually lose power.

At this moment, several troop carriers also landed on the beachhead, and the Han soldiers overturned the boats, tied the chains to the big trees on the shore, and prepared to erect a pontoon bridge.

"Kill!"

Suddenly, hundreds of cavalry came out of the camp high above the Han River and went straight to the beachhead.

"The muzzle of the cannon is three low, and the extension is five!"

On the watchtower, the young naval officer was yelling.

On the deck of the battleship, the gunners desperately adjusted the guns.

Between heaven and earth, blood and fire are intertwined.

"Firearms are still not enough, go back and study with the old man, tinker with two completely flintlock pistols and artillery, and the whole firearms corps will come out!"

Someone dies every second, but Zhu Wu's mind suddenly drifted a little far away, thinking of a long way away.

The beachhead was close to each other, and the cavalry of the Yuan army fought fiercely in the artillery fire, waving the saber in their hands, bringing up bursts of blood mist.

The Han soldiers in the line used arquebuses and shotguns to defend desperately. Behind them, more and more soldiers, following the iron cables, under the blows of countless crossbows and trebuchets, landed on the shore and began to fight.

Boom Boom!

The artillery roared, the trebuchets exposed to the sight of the Han army, the artillery crossbows and other objects were counterattacked by artillery, and the Yuan army began to fire dumbly. The Han soldiers on the beachhead began to gradually gain the upper hand. The infantry surrounded the cavalry, which had lost its impact.

Behind, on the shore, under the cover of artillery, the Han troops of the Black Pressure Brigade rushed up.

The Yuan army was fierce, and the Han army was even fiercer.

Zhu Wu saw with his own eyes that Zhao Pusheng, one of the deputy commanders of the navy, led the soldiers forward on the beach.

Below Fancheng, the resistance defense line composed of many dark forts and wooden villages began to shatter under the impact of the Han army.

Zhao Pusheng was born as a water bandit, and he has always taken the lead in fighting.

"Kill!"

There is a wooden village in front of them blocking the way of the Han army, and there are traps everywhere on Anyang Beach. The Yuan army in the wooden village used bows and arrows and bed crossbows to block the Han troops who came ashore.

Rumble!

Palm thunder and white phosphorus bottles exploded on the wooden wall of the wooden village and burned. Shotguns and palm thunder, Han sergeants were constantly falling, but more rushed over.

Zhao Pusheng jumped over the wall of the wooden village and slashed to death a Yuan army who drew a bow.

"Brothers, push over, push under the city walls!"

Behind him, countless soldiers shouted in unison, "Great man! Great Han! ”

Even if it is difficult, the Han army will win.

Zhu Wu smiled with satisfaction at the bow of the boat.

"Kill!"

It was another earth-shattering killing sound, the water gate of Xiangyang City was opened, and countless swordfish-like boats rushed out of the water city and directly killed the Han gunboats.

A Han River, Xiangfan and then on both sides.

The Han army concentrated its firepower to attack Fancheng, and the defenders of Xiangyang naturally came out to attack the back of the Han army.

In front of the huge gunboats of the Han army, the small boat in Xiangyang resembles the difference between a fish and a whale. But more ants bit the elephant to death, and the small boats of the Yuan army, loaded with oil, sulfur and burning gunpowder, rushed to the Han warships, delusionally burning jade.

Rumble! Rumble!

At this time, there were a total of 12 gunboats of the Han army on the Hanshui and the canal, and in addition to the gunboats attacking Fancheng, there were still six or seven battleships that were not wrapped in iron sheets as a rear defense.

The long-dormant artillery was fired rapidly, the shells were boiling the Han water, and the boats that rushed out were overturned one by one. But the reason why the elite is the elite is not retreating because of death.

The Han water was narrow, and there were still burning boats that crashed into the Han warships.

"Burn their ship!" Boluo does not spend the respect of the king of Xiangyang, and has always stood at the head of the city, and has been supervising the war.

At this time, when he saw the small boat of the navy in Xiangyang ramming into the Han warship, he couldn't help shouting.

However, the imaginary flames were raging, but they did not appear.

On the contrary, the small boats loaded on the big ships of the Han army were blown up one by one. After a short fire on the Han warship, it was quickly extinguished, and some with serious burns slowly withdrew from the battle sequence, and in the distance of the Han River, there were naturally new warships to replenish it.

"Zhu Wu, how many ships are there?" Boluo at the head of the city did not spend, seeing that the death squad in Xiangyang died on the Han River, the warships of the Han army were only slightly damaged, and he asked in despair.

But as soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden cry of terror from the side.

"The thief's boat, dragging the pontoon?"

Boluo didn't look away, and was immediately shocked.

Between Xiangyang and Fancheng, a cable pontoon bridge was erected on the Han River. It is said to be a pontoon bridge, but it is actually an iron bridge, on which not only people can walk, but also cars and horses can pass, and it is the main road for the two cities to communicate with each other for rescue.

But at this moment, a six-zhang tall Han army ship slowly approached the pontoon. The iron hook on the big ship of the Han army was hung on the pontoon.

Then, the mast sail of the Han army changed direction and slowly changed course. As the big ships of the Han army got farther and farther away, the pontoon bridge on the Han River was also pulled violently and trembled.

Bang!

Before Bo Luo could make a decision, an explosion suddenly sounded around him, the trebuchet shattered into rotten wood, and the three-gun crossbow behind the battlement was smashed by masonry and covered up. Those Yuan soldiers who controlled it fell in a pool of blood, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

"Lord Wang, the stockade and the dark fort on the beachhead have almost pushed the people of the Zhu thief!"

After listening to the pro-soldiers' instructions, Bo Luo raised his head and looked at the darkening sky, his face was expressionless, "Pass on the king's order, hold on until dark!" ”

The battle began as soon as the sun set and stopped at the last rays of sunset.

The land and the river are full of gunsmoke.

The war lasted for an hour and a half, and the majestic walls of Fancheng were full of devastation, broken gaps and scattered fortifications.

On the canal, small boats turned into broken wood spun in place, and several corpses of Han soldiers were washed ashore. The water of the Han River constantly washes the blood stains on the body.

On the beach, the fire was raging, the stockade was burning violently, and the broken corpses of the Yuan army were criss-crossed.

This is war, in just one hour, many people died.

A few sailors, hoisting from the hull of the Dadu, struggled to remove the crossbows that had been shot into the iron sheets that wrapped the hull.

Zhu Wu still quietly looked at the city in front of him.

Today it is just an appetizer, tomorrow it will be even more brutal.

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I'm sorry everyone, I'm in my hometown, burning for 100 days.

There are too many people in the family, and there are many things. I'm sorry guys.