Chapter 149: Soft Egg?
The Song Dynasty faced the helplessness of the northern nomads, you have a mace, I have a heavenly spirit cover! But on the battlefield of Guandu, which was hundreds of years earlier, it really became that you have red coal, and I have a heavenly spirit cover! In the coal stove, large chunks of high-quality coal burned red, a piece of more than ten pounds of heavy, the clamp was clamped into the iron spoon of the return gun, boom, the counterweight fell heavily, you can see the sky fire rain like a meteor romantically flew out.
However, the archers of Yuan Shaojun who picked it up with their heads couldn't experience this romance at all! In later generations, falling objects from high altitudes, a lighter can smash the car into a deflated one, not to mention about ten catties of coal, the Hebei archers who are shooting arrows with their heads high, crackling in the face of a large pile of large coal pieces smashed over their heads, with a bang, even if the head wearing a helmet can be smashed into flowers, not hitting the head, hitting the bones is also a click on the spot fracture, back to the cannon a spoon past, on the spot can be knocked down.
There is also Yuan Jun's seven-tip cannon, the coal is burned red, I can't break you, and I can't burn you? The hot red coal was thrown at the foot of the seven-tip cannon, under the blazing flame, more than a hundred Yuan troops just dragged the tip of the seven-tip cannon, and dragged the slinging post to half, and the root fixed on the ground suddenly snapped and broke in the scorching, and the heavy cannon body smashed into the crowd in a frightened scream, and was suddenly smashed to death and broken a large piece of bones.
Even Wang Hou can be called a despicable pioneer of poison gas warfare, the coal blocks burn unevenly but will produce carbon monoxide, the more and more coal blocks are thrown on Yuan Jun's soil mountain, the thick soot is everywhere, the smoke makes people cough, their eyes are red, and the tears of all the big men are flowing down, and they inhale too much carbon monoxide, shoot arrows, and fall in the queue without warning.
But even so, Hebei Yuan Jun also fought, fell a batch, and immediately rushed up a batch of fillers, the seven cannons fell, and the people carried a big wooden pole and rushed over to repair, but there was a retreat, and the supervising team directly pressed to the ground and cut off their heads on the spot, Yuan Jun's advantage is that there are many people, and the technology is not enough, so take people to make it up!
Even with his eyes red, Yuan Shao still insisted on being in the command position, brandishing his long sword vigorously and shouting to charge.
In Cao Cao's absence today, the defenders of the Central Plains are one-third less, which can be regarded as the last chance for the Hebei army!
However, Yuan Jun's strategic purpose has also been achieved! The front of the Cao army's camp hit by the sudden boulder artillery was all over the place, and the large pieces of the chest wall that made Yuan Jun hate it so much that it itched his teeth collapsed, and he always watched people suffer stones on their heads, and the first time he was hit by a big stone on his head, Cao Jun, who had never suffered a stone-throwing attack, was also beaten and scurried.
Seeing the chaos at the front of Cao Ying, Zhang He, a famous Hebei general who was hiding between the dirt mountains and waiting for the fighter, suddenly flashed a murderous intent in his eyes, and he also suddenly drew his sword in his hand, roaring like a wolf howling in the north.
"Cao thief is in chaos! Offensive!!! ”
The sound of rattling wheels suddenly sounded, and once again, the Hebei chariot galloped out, and rushed straight to the Guandu camp opposite, following behind the chariot, the layers of Yanzhao warriors held spears and stood up, just like the Yellow River pass, from the gap reserved between the soil and mountains, the scorched side rushed out.
And Yuan Shao also figured it out, this time the chariot was not only three people on the left and right sides of the chariot, at least six or seven people were stuffed in a chariot, and the warriors of the campaign were grouped together, rushed to the smashed Guandu camp, and directly abandoned the chariot and jumped down, without waiting for the Cao army to reorganize the formation on the dilapidated front line, he had already entered the crowd and slashed.
The number was already at a disadvantage, and it was attacked so suddenly, even the generals of the Cao army were caught in a bitter battle, a horse chopping sword turned left and right, roaring loudly, on the side of the collapsed chest wall, the click suddenly slashed the stunned Qinghebei Yuan army who broke in, and looked at his cervical vertebrae, the bone was cut off by more than half, and the infantry who did not die for a while was like cramps, paralyzed on the ground and writhed frantically.
But before Le Jin took a breath, there was a scream behind him, and he turned around in astonishment, a Hun with a thin beard and a white face stepped on the corpse with a hideous face and pulled out the unique Hun tomahawk with a bloody face, and the next second, like a greedy steppe wolf, pounced on Le Jin with great speed.
Bang~
Individual prowess and team technology tree were contested together, and the Huns' battle axe was fierce and heavy, and it slashed right on Le Jin's chest.
Wow spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at the man's murderous eyes, this Le Jin shook his head mockingly.
"You're going to cut off my head!"
Brush pull~
The short blade set up in the chest was withdrawn, and the Saiwaihu man who was pierced was also spitting blood, staggered back two steps, and collapsed to the ground blindly, rubbing the chest of the slatted armor that had been cut out with a deep trace, and spit out a mouthful of bruises that were injured, the infantry general under Cao Cao bent down, picked up the horse sword that had just been thrown down, and once again fiercely pressed the long sword and hid by the chest wall and was ready to attack.
Listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer, the second time, Le Jin suddenly crossed the edge of the end wall, raising his sword to cut, but this time, his sword was frozen in mid-air, looking at it, the entire Cao Army's three-layer chest wall defense system has festered, countless Hebei Army's yellow armor uniforms have been killed, and the remnants of the Cao Army have been divided and surrounded into small pieces, struggling on the edge of the broken wall, and in the exhaustion of scolding, they are doing the final fight with several times the Yuan Army, urging them to the death.
His heart was beating wildly, and after hesitating for a few seconds, Le Jin turned around and ran, ran to his position, threw down the bloody sword, picked up the drum hammer and smashed it on the big gong that ordered the withdrawal of troops.
Yuan Shao didn't have a telescope, but he put his hand on the gazebo, and when he looked into the distance, the turtle shell breastwall that had been bothering him for half a year was smashed to pieces by the army under his command, and the joy was overflowing, and he couldn't care about the choking smell of soot, he was simply dancing with his sword in his hand, and Yuan Shao roared excitedly.
"Cao's army is defeated! Infantry troops, rush out! Cavalry, rush out! Break through the camp of the Cao thief, let the Cao thief become a lost dog, kill me! ”
In his roar, more Hebei Yuan troops fiercely rushed out of the Tushan and permeated the forward battlefield of more than 20 fronts on the Guandu front.
Even with the advantage of smashing the turtle shell first with the seven cannons, today's Cao army, regardless of the will to fight or the intensity of resistance, the Cao army is far inferior to the last attack!
Without Cao Cao in charge, Cao Jun really became a soft egg!
Pulling out the sword from the body of a Cao general who was full of fear, he raised his head and straightened his waist, glanced at the black military uniform Central Plains infantry who was behind Cao Jiang, who threw away his armor and fled south from the dilapidated breastwork, and deliberately painted a circle of eyeshadow on himself to add to his majesty, Zhang He's dark eyes were full of contempt, and he snorted with disdain, and with the war drums behind him, he was also carrying a long sword, and with a loud shout, the overseer rushed into the Guandu camp.
Head-on, one by one built at the front line, twenty meters away from the breastwork, for the Cao army to resist the rain of arrows in Yuan Shao's Tushan Mountain, the two-story bunkers are still shooting sparse arrows from the arrow holes, but against the tens of thousands of Yuan troops in the charge, this sparse arrows are like a drop in the bucket, except for a few unlucky ghosts who are too excited and the arrows fall, they can't resist more than the rolling torrent at all.
If according to the normal order of war, the Cao army was undoubtedly defeated at this time, and what awaited them seemed to be only the fate of being slaughtered into the camp and being slaughtered by the Hebei infantry in groups.
In his sight, he happened to see the gray barracks downstairs, his old opponent, Cao Ren's old face!
His face was full of obscene smiles, and he had been stepping on a sandbag with his feet very stubbornly, and he seemed to see Zhang He, this guy first nodded and said hello to him with a smile, and then he laughed obscenely and swung his command sword forward.
"Put!"
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