In the afternoon, after the reorganization and arrangement, the Jurchen soldiers and horses finally began to attack. If the several attacks in the morning still carried a trace of disapproval of the Luoyan army and the idea of underestimating the enemy, then the afternoon attack was already from top to bottom, and there was no need to take it lightly. Everyone, including Yalu Buhua, realized that the other party was obviously prepared and ready to meet the enemy here. If you don't take them seriously again, I'm afraid you will have to plant big roots.

The low, hoarse voice of the horn echoed through the valleys. The Jurchen forward cavalry, led by Battle, began to slowly attack the ramp. A large number of carts loaded with mud bags lined up in the middle of the ranks, and the surrounding Jurchen cavalry, with their shields on their backs, lined up in a dense formation, slowly marched above the pass.

On both sides of the pass ramp, the 20,000 soldiers and horses led by Ali Bai and Lu Zixing's 10,000 soldiers and horses formed the two wings of the 30,000 army attacking the mountain. In fact, it was used as a guard for the cavalry attacking on the slope of the mountain pass. They will compress the space of the fallen geese on both sides of the ramp, so that they will have to focus on themselves, thus relieving the pressure on the cavalry on the ramp. Of course, since they were going to attack the mountain, they had to abandon their mounts and turn from cavalry into infantry.

Ali Bai was very shameless, he divided Lu Zixing's 10,000 soldiers and horses into two teams of 5,000 soldiers and horses, and ordered them to be the first echelon of the mountain attack. His two teams of 10,000 people followed. This is obviously the use of Lu Zixing's soldiers and horses as cannon fodder, although Lu Zixing is very angry, but he is helpless. Ali Bai is even more unreasonable than Yalu Buhua, and if he does not obey his orders, he is afraid that he will die here immediately. Therefore, Lu Zixing had no choice but to agree to Ali Bai's rude request, even if his generals and soldiers were angry and noisy, they could only comply.

The spring sun shines on the barren grass and rocky hillsides, and the air is a little warm, even a little hot. The soldiers who attacked the mountain were scattered on the hillside, and the cats bent their waists and carefully climbed up the hillside step by step. They had beads of sweat on their faces, and they didn't know if it was because of nervousness or because of the weather.

The atmosphere of the entire battlefield was dreary and suffocating, and both the cavalry on the ramp and the siegers on the hillside remained silent. In addition to the sound of violent wheezing, there was only the sound of ropes climbing, the rattle of accidentally falling stones, and the creaking of the wheels of heavy carts on the ramp as they rolled.

This dreary atmosphere certainly can't last long. The shouts of killing on the hillsides on both sides were the first to break the dullness. When the attacking soldiers and horses approached the bottom of the hill for more than 200 paces, the shouts of killing were loud from above, and countless archers emerged from the simple fortifications located on the side of the front of the mountaintop. They were condescending, and they rained down arrows with longbows. With the advantage of height and slope, these arrows have a range of fifty or sixty paces longer than usual. The arrows are shot diagonally into the sky, and the angle of the fall is also very tricky, basically a parabola falling from the sky. Even though the soldiers and horses attacking the mountain had rocks as shelter, they were shot and killed by the rain of arrows. For a while, there was a loud scream, and from time to time someone was hit by an arrow and rolled down the hillside. Arrows may not be fatal, but it is not uncommon for bodies to hit rocks and kill them.

One by one, the attacking soldiers and horses hid behind rocks and bushes, hiding in the pits and crevices on the hillside, not daring to raise their heads, let alone attack.

"Fuck, to the old

Sub-attack. Don't stop. Otherwise, you will be killed. Alibai shouted angrily at the bottom of the hillside.

The order was quickly delivered, and the attacking soldiers and horses had to brave the rain of arrows to continue the attack on the top of the mountain. As a result, their casualties are even more serious. Lu Zixing's 10,000 men who served as cannon fodder on the slopes of the left and right mountains suffered the most casualties, and for every twenty or thirty steps climbed, hundreds of people died under the rain of arrows. A veritable interpretation of the word cannon fodder, it is completely regarded as a soldier and horse sent to death.

But the cannon fodder still played a role, in order to stop the attack on the mountain, the archers of the Luoyan Army, who were originally lying in ambush on the slopes on both sides of the pass, assisted the soldiers and horses of the pass to attack the cavalry on the ramp, had to appear to shoot at the soldiers and horses attacking the mountain. The purpose of the Jurchens attacking the mountain was to attract their firepower, but this purpose was achieved.

When the battle began on the slopes on both sides, the Jurchen cavalry on the ramp took advantage of the opportunity to speed up and rushed up. Naturally, there were a lot of archers of the Luoyan Army on the pass, and a large number of arrows were shot at the head, although they shot many real soldiers and horses, but this time they did not retreat. Instead, they braved the rain of arrows to retreat the cart to the side of the ground thorn array, and hundreds of cavalry jumped off their horses and acted as porters, spreading bags of mud on the ground thorn array.

Due to the lack of firepower from the passes on both sides, the lethality of the Jurchen soldiers and horses was sharply reduced by relying solely on the arrows directly in front of the passes. The Jurchen cavalry with shields on their shoulders formed a wall of shields to protect the Jurchen soldiers who carried mud bags to cover the ground thorns, but the defenders on the pass seemed helpless.

The attacks on the left and right slopes became more and more intense, and the more pressure was put on the defenders on the hillside, the more they could not spare their hands to shoot arrows at the ramp for support. Not only that, but their own positions are already under threat. On the hillside on the west side of the pass, thousands of attacking soldiers and horses had already touched the place fifty or sixty steps below the fortifications, and there was a danger of directly breaking through the mountain ridge on the west side. This makes the situation even more precarious. It seems that the defense line that was originally tricky for the Jurchens is about to be penetrated.

The attacking cavalry on the ramp advanced more recklessly, and the Jurchen cavalry archers who accompanied the attack had already begun to return fire. The formation of soldiers and horses continued to advance until they encountered the third iron barbed belt. More than 100 Jurchen cavalry used their bodies to jump out of this last buried iron thorn array. Naturally, it was another mud bag paving operation. The Jurchens seemed to have found their rhythm and self-confidence, and they found their tactical opponents, and after being pinned down by the attacks of the soldiers and horses on both sides, the pass was no longer out of reach.

The third ground barbed belt was less than a hundred steps above the pass, and the faces of the soldiers who shot arrows after the low wall fortifications on the other side were faintly recognizable. The attacks on the hillsides on both sides also advanced synchronously to more than a hundred steps below the hillside, and it seemed that the opponent's entire defense line was about to be torn apart. Battle had already begun to consider not having to wait for subsequent cavalry reinforcements, and he was going to lead the remaining five or six thousand cavalry to start charging on the spot. He thought that it was completely possible to break the enemy's line of defense at the pass.

However, change happened in an instant.

Above the pass, a red flame burst into the sky, bursting into a rain of peach blossom petals in the blue sky.

The next moment, a piercing roar and screaming suddenly erupted from the top of the slope on both sides of the pass. The fire-breathing horn swallowed flames, countless drags

Pulling the tail of the flames, the rocket with the trail of smoke and dust poured down from above the top of the mountain, paving a huge fan-shaped striking surface. Arrows flew wildly, swam among the rocks and grass, and among the crowds attacking the mountains, exploding.

More than one swarm of bazookas were placed on the hillsides on both sides, and Gao Muqing knew that if the hillside was not captured, the pass would be impregnable. Therefore, the only newly built bazooka of eight doors and a swarm of bees in the Luoyan Valley Arsenal was placed by Gao Muqing on the slopes on both sides of the pass. Moreover, these guys are all mobile, and there are dozens of soldiers who carry them, carrying their components for maneuvering. On the hillside, more than 30 launch platforms have been built specifically for these eight swarm bazookas. It's so that these guys can get to where they need to be in time, and they can be installed and launched in time and quickly.

The Jurchen tactics did make Gao Muqing a little scrambling, she was actually not willing to expose a swarm of bazooka too early. But the other party was already approaching the hillside and the bottom of the pass, so she could only give the order.

There are only eight swarms of bazookas, but there are only eight of them, and their movements when launched are comparable to thousands of troops. Sixty-four rockets were fired in succession, covering all the fan-shaped areas within a radius of 100 steps below. Although it is not a dense rain of arrows, a swarm of rockets is not designed to kill the opponent directly as its lethal power. Its power lies in the impact force and irregular trajectory of the rocket, as well as the contamination of the flames caused by the explosion of the powder sac, and the impact on the battlefield senses caused by the large amount of smoke and dust.

At this moment, on both sides of the slopes of the left and right passes, the entire offensive surface of the three or four hundred paces of the Jurchen soldiers and horses was almost completely covered by smoke and firelight. Not to mention the damage caused by the rocket's explosion, the grass on the hillside was ignited, and the armor of the soldiers was also contaminated with the flames and burned. Rockets with loud screeching sounds scurried through the crowd of rocks, and the tail flames of poisonous snakes filled the eyes in the smoke and dust. The feeling was simply alarming and suffocating.

In a very short period of time, the eight swarms of bazookas fired four rounds in a row. It feels like I don't know how many bazookas are being fired. And such a dense rocket fire also completely turned the bottom of the hillside into a sea of smoke and fire. Thousands of siege soldiers were already about to see the dawn of victory, but they were suddenly stunned and frightened by this overwhelming blow. They were trapped in a sea of smoke and fire, scurrying like flies, mercilessly harvested by rockets and arrows fired by the defenders.

Below the hillside, Yaru watched all this happening on both sides of the hill in a daze, his scalp tingling and his body chilling. He remembered the attack on the ten-mile Changgang that day, and he was deeply impressed by the firearms of the other party's dense rockets, and he was deeply afraid. It was not only something that I was afraid of, but also something that everyone feared in the Jurchen army after the war. And at this moment, I have also encountered this firearm. It's frustrating. Yes, I actually thought of this question a long time ago: I was also facing the Luoyan Army, and it was not uncommon for them to have firearms. But I always don't want to face this problem, I always want to take chances, hoping that there will be exceptions. Obviously, exceptions did not happen.

The outbreak of a swarm of bazookas turned the tide completely, making the Jurchens' idea that this time it was possible to break through the pass and the hillside came to naught.