Chapter 1437: Heavenly Thunder (continued)
A soldier swung a sledgehammer and smashed down on the bayonet of the axle, the bayonet fell off, the rope was detached, and after the throwing arm lost the traction of the thick rope, the weight on the other side fell violently, driving the throwing arm to rise violently. Then a humming sound shook the ear drums, and the long throwing arm trembled violently, and the whole catapult seemed to jump on the ground.
Dozens of black balls weighing two hundred catties shot out, with a buzzing sound of breaking the air, and quickly disappeared into the air as a small black dot.
The Great Zhou soldiers and horses at the head of the city looked up and watched the dozens of black balls thrown high from the city flying towards the top of their heads. They could clearly hear the shrill whistling of the thrown object scraping against the air. The whistling sound was creepy and heart-pounding.
However, judging from the route and arc of the flight, it seems that the target is not the head of the city, but the streets of the city. This was also proved by the facts, and these black balls broke through the air dozens of feet above the city wall, and then fell one after another on the street four or five hundred paces away from the city wall, where the soldiers and horses preparing for the defense of the city and the people who assisted in defending the city were assembled. Some of the black balls fell directly into the crowd, smashing hundreds of soldiers and civilians into meat sauce on the spot. After the black ball fell to the ground, it exploded, and countless sharp and hard black lumps flew everywhere, killing and injuring hundreds of people by these flying objects, and the scene of flesh and blood flying was horrific and caused chaos. Some heavy objects pierced through the roof walls, collapsing more than a dozen buildings and pavilions, and smoke and dust flew up, and the people in the houses ran away, crying and screaming with blood on their heads.
Siege battles rarely reach within a few hundred paces of a city, and it is not uncommon for arrows and throwing objects to fly over the walls and fall into the city. Therefore, the general assembly of personnel and materials is in the area 100 steps away from the city wall to avoid being injured by unprovoked accidents. The Jurchens' attack extended directly to the blocks hundreds of steps inside the city, which happened to be the area where supplies and personnel gathered, causing great panic.
The bombardment continued, and the black balls flew into the city one after another, blooming everywhere. The streets were in shambles, soldiers and horses were in disarray, people were galloping away, and houses were broken down and collapsed everywhere.
Lu Zhongtian and the others, who were supervising the battle on a high platform a hundred steps away from the city wall, were almost punished by heaven. Several balls landed where they were, and the flying hard objects caused great damage around them, and one of them flew past the corner of the high platform, almost hitting the high platform. Lu Tianci, who followed Lu Zhongtian to watch the battle on the high platform, was so frightened that he screamed continuously, and the group of officials and generals accompanying him also turned pale with fright. Lu Zhongtian was calm and his face was as usual, but he still agreed to the advice of his subordinates and immediately led everyone out of this dangerous area.
It can only be said that they left in time, because after several rounds of heavy bombardment, the Jurchens' Tianlei car changed the ammunition thrown. The clay black oil bomb is finally here. The shells of the huge earthenware balls filled with black oil were wrapped in cotton wool dipped in fire oil, and after being placed in the throwing basket, they were ignited and burned into huge fireballs. The fiery fireballs then fell into the streets of the city with a long trail of black smoke. After the cannonball landed, the clay pot shattered, and the black oil inside was scattered and splashed in all directions, which was quickly ignited, and the ground was immediately on fire. Hundreds of black oil bombs fell into the area of five or six hundred paces in the city, and the already chaotic streets were even more ablaze and burst into flames
The thick, pungent smoke turned the streets into a hell of flames.
The defenders at the head of the city watched all this in amazement, and the horror in their hearts was indescribable. Some generals reacted and ordered the city-head bed crossbow to shoot at these monster-like throwing carts, however, the main parts of the Tianlei cart were all made of fine iron, and even if the crossbow arrows were shot, it would be useless. The bed crossbow only partially damaged the Jurchen soldiers and horses who operated the Tianlei car, but this could not stop the Tianlei car from continuously firing black oil bombs, further expanding the fire in the city and causing more damage.
Moreover, the Tianlei car can actually adjust the angle of the projectile, and the distance of the projectile can be adjusted by removing the weight of the weight. They adjusted their landing points in this way, and soon even the earth fire ignited by the thunder fell on the city wall, and the tall city tower of Fengqiu Gate was even hit by sixteen or seventeen black oil bombs, and the entire city tower was burned into a raging situation. The black oil on the city walls was sprinkled on the rolling wood and other materials prepared for the defense of the city, and the fire was no smaller than in other places. The city walls were in a sea of fire, and there was little place to stand.
In just one hour, only sixty Heavenly Thunder Cars had turned the city walls on both sides of the Fengqiu Gate into a city where no one could stand at all. And within five or six hundred paces of the city, they were also tormented and scorched in the sea of fire, and the buildings were set on fire, and the smoke of the burning rose to the sky. The soldiers and civilians in the area, as well as the large number of arrows, tents and other supplies that had been assembled were burned into ashes in the flames. The number of casualties soon reached 10,000 people, and the material losses were incalculable. Most of them were splashed with black oil and could not escape the burns or burns caused by the ignition of their bodies. The fire is ruthless, not to mention that this is a black oil fire, even if it can't burn to death, you will faint to the ground if you breathe a few more puffs of smoke.
The Great Zhou soldiers defending the city seemed to have nowhere to escape, so they had to cover their mouths and noses tightly, looking for a place to hide. The defenders of the city have all fled, for if they remain in the city, they will die. The only safe place was a small clearing on the inside of the walls. Because the height of the city wall can shield them from the attack of black oil bullets, they can hide their bodies a little. They could only curl up inside the walls, covering their noses and looking up at the big fireballs that whizzed across the smoke-filled sky.
It's like the storyteller in the teahouse who described the earth-shaking apocalypse of antiquity: a rain of fireballs falling from the sky, destroying everything on the earth. Everyone was shattered and trembling with despair under the rain of fire.
The only good thing was that under such circumstances, the Jurchens could not launch an attack on the city walls, because the fire everywhere also prevented them from attacking. But the Jurchens did not need to attack at all, and they did not intend to attack. After more than an hour of indiscriminate bombardment, the Jurchens ended today's siege, died down, and withdrew their troops back to the camp.
Although the opponent's attack stopped, the fire in this block inside Fengqiumen still could not be extinguished. The soldiers and horses and the people in the city hurried to extinguish the fire, but the fire of the black oil was not easy to extinguish, and it was not until late in the afternoon that the fire was barely extinguished. However, the entire Fengqiu Gate, which was two miles long, and the area that was six or seven hundred steps away had become a mess. A large number of houses and buildings have been burned, trees have been burned to the ground, walls have collapsed, high-rise buildings have collapsed, and there is a black ruin. The streets were littered with burnt supplies
The charred corpses of soldiers and civilians were everywhere, and the smell of burnt and fishy stench filled the air, which was disgusting.
The Fengqiumen tower has all burned down, and only half of the collapsed remains remain. Everything on the walls was ruined. It had been badly damaged under the continuous bombardment of 600 catapults, and there was nothing left after the baptism of black oil bombs. A great deal of rolling wood had been burned, the blades and iron tools had been burned and distorted, and the heightened battlements had collapsed under the rockfalls and fire. The large pieces of green bricks that were paved at the top of the city wall were loosely warped and broken. Fortunately, the main body of the entire city wall is built by rammed earth, and the falling off of these green bricks on the surface does not affect the solidity of the entire city wall. It's just that the ferocity of the opponent's long-range attack has completely exceeded the psychological expectations of the soldiers and horses of the Great Zhou, and the people of the Great Zhou never expected such a situation.
All they can think of is the fierce fighting between the two sides when the other side is attacking the city, and the brutal battles that you go back and forth. These are mentally prepared. But what they absolutely didn't expect was that the Jurchens did not directly launch a siege battle at all, but used this unprecedented giant trebuchet to bombard the city, completely destroying the head of the city and everything within a certain range of the city. Although it is impossible to conquer the city for the time being, the psychological pressure brought by this method is huge, and the losses brought are also great.
After a brief count, the number of dead and wounded among the soldiers and civilians defending the city was as high as 35,600 in the few hours of battle, which had never been fought head-on. In terms of materials, the damage is innumerable and immeasurable. Three streets in the north of the city, two miles long, were destroyed. The fortifications of the castle tower were completely destroyed. And the other side only lost more than a hundred ordinary catapults and less than five or six hundred operators who were shot by bed crossbows.
After dark, the Jurchens began another bombardment, this time they confidently and boldly pushed the Tianlei car to a distance of less than a hundred steps from the Fengqiu Gate, because although the fire on the city was extinguished, it still could not gain a foothold. There is no need to worry about the threat of the soldiers and horses defending the city. Advancing closer to the city walls is intended to allow the Black Oil Bullet to attack deeper into the city.
In the dark night, the night sky burned with large fireballs that flew into the city, which were particularly dazzling and shining, just like the fireworks that once rose in the night sky of Shangyuan Night on Bianliang, the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty. But instead of peace and joy, they bring fire and ruthless destruction.
This time, the depth of the black oil bomb extended two hundred steps into the city, where the more prosperous neighborhoods and houses gathered. After being attacked before, in order to prevent the opponent's attack, the Great Zhou soldiers and horses deliberately mobilized materials and soldiers and horses to gather in this block outside the opponent's range, with the intention of naturally being able to defend the Fengqiu Gate at any time to prevent the other party from taking the opportunity to attack the city. The Jurchens' bold move to advance and bomb the depth of the bombing was crooked, and it happened to destroy these materials and soldiers and horses again, greatly exceeding the expected results. Tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians were killed or wounded, and a large amount of supplies were destroyed.
The people of Beicheng were forced to evacuate to the deep streets of the city, and countless people were forced to flee before they even had time to pack their belongings and clothes. They gathered on the royal street of Beicheng, not knowing where to go, and no one came to appease and contain them. Everyone wept bitterly, and the cry shook the sky, and they shivered in the cold wind on the street.