Chapter 105: General Attack

It's dawn.

The morning light rises coldly from the east wind, as if it is the gaze of a bystander.

swept through countless soldiers one by one, especially the rest of the foot soldiers in front of Huang Degong, all of them were dressed in cotton armor, and the copper nails in front of them emitted a golden light, this was the foot soldiers of the Yongwei Battalion.

The Yongwei Battalion is the last bit of elite of the Ming Jing Army, and at this moment, it seems that it is also a bit imposing.

"Boom." A cannon sounded, this cannon sold from the Francois Jiyi people, but also some power, one by one cannonballs burst out in the blazing white smoke, some smashed heavily on the wall, although the wall is made of logs, but after decades of reclamation in the Central Plains, there is no big wood for a long time.

Even if the logs that make up the wall, the thickest are not enough to hug the thinnest but the mouth of the bowl, some can resist the bombardment of cannonballs, some can not resist the bombardment of cannonballs, and it goes without saying that even if they can't resist, the whole log is broken from the middle, but the cannonballs can't go deeper, just make a gap, and there are sand and soil flowing down.

Zhang Xuan had been prepared for this for a long time, and filled in the loess behind the wall.

According to the specifications of the wall, a row of pillars will be nailed to a meter or two of a wall, and these pillars will be lowered by the wall, and then a layer of wooden planks will be nailed to the top of the pillars, and the other side will be nailed to the wall. This layer of wooden planks is the pedal of the guards of the village, and under the pedal, is where the soldiers sleep.

However, Zhang Xuan filled the space under the pedals with dirt.

Therefore, no matter how powerful the cannonball is, after breaking the wall, it will only hit the cannonball in the earthen wall.

It's just that, it's enough for the soldiers guarding the village, frightened, after the cannonballs come over, the thin wall can't give the soldiers above a sense of security at all, and they are hit by the shells, naturally there is death or life, but if they are not hit by the shells, they will only be affected by the aftermath, and they may not be able to leave a small life.

Breaking wood is simply more powerful than crossbow arrows, hitting on the vital point, it is impossible to leave a life, even if it is not hit in the vital place, it can cost half a life, but a few shots down, above the city, there are a lot of screams.

To be honest, the lethality of this solid shell to the city is not very large, and if you count the casualty rate alone, it is estimated that there are not as many casualties as there were during the battle.

But the blow to morale is far greater than hand-to-hand combat.

After all, when fighting, the casualties are two-sided, and when they are shelled, the casualties are one-sided. And the death caused by the shelling is simply miserable. It is a great test for the psychological endurance of many soldiers.

At this time, even the elite soldiers of a hundred battles can't last long.

"Dangdangdang." Mingjin

The voice rang out.

The soldiers standing on the walled wall were like being amnestied, and without saying a word, they got off the wall one after another.

At this time, the wall was empty, and the whole village seemed to be a no-man's land.

"Boom. Boom, boom. "The artillery roared a few more times, but there was no reaction at all.

Huang Degong waved his hand when he saw this, and all the cannon sounds gradually stopped.

The smell of gunpowder spread in the air, and Huang Degong's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the wall.

At this moment, the walled wall has a sense of being broken, the wooden female wall has been sparsely rotten, as if it has been bitten by a giant beast, a large section of the collapse, and the walled wall below also has large and small holes, and even in some places several logs are broken together in a row, and even the shape of the walled wall can not be preserved. The wall toppled down, and a large piece of dirt fell behind it, as if it were a gentle slope.

Seeing this, Huang Degong knew that it would be useless to bombard it with artillery any longer.

After all, the artillery of this era is not the artillery of later generations.

"My lord, the last general will ask for battle." Tian Xiong said loudly when he saw this.

"You worked hard yesterday, but you can fix it today." Huang Degong said: "Why take the risk, I see that Zhang Xuan is acting in a very disciplined manner, and I am afraid that this battle will not end today." ”

Not to mention anything else, the silence in the entire village is a very powerful control ability.

Generally, the thieves who have been bombarded by artillery will collapse, or cry for their fathers and mothers, but now they are silent, which at least shows one thing, that is, the entire village is still under Zhang Xuan's control, so Huang Degong does not have much confidence in ending the battle today.

"Please rest assured general, there is no problem with the general." Tian Xiong said loudly: "Today, I will definitely take Zhang Xuan's head for the general." ”

Huang Degong saw Tian Xiong's appearance, and secretly said in his heart: "I was a little more motivated the day before yesterday. Huang Degong couldn't see where Tian Xiong was dazzled by the name of the deputy general. I'm afraid that if he hasn't played today, Zhang Xuan will be defeated. In this way, the fame of this deputy general passed by him.

However, Tian Xiong is not a fool, in his opinion, today's events are also certain to a certain extent, without him, he has seen too many rogue villages, as long as he bombards with artillery, he will not be able to hold out for a few days. Rogue warfare has never been known for its tenacity.

Of course, there are few troops in the official army that dare to call it tenacious.

"Okay." Huang Degong said: "Since you said so, it's you." ”

"General Xie." Tian Xiong immediately went down to make arrangements, and thousands of soldiers came in formation. He did not go straight to the camp gate, but the group of men and horses divided into several groups and rushed up from several gaps in the wall.

The battlefield seemed to fall silent.

No drums, no gongs, no horns or anything. The sounds of these wars fell silent, and other sounds belonging to spring seemed to reach the ears from afar, and the sound of the wind moving the flag was like the sound of paper kites, and occasionally the sound of birds came, which was very clear and pleasant.

Zhang Xuan raised his head and saw that above his head, there was a small black dot, hovering in the sky, as if he was looking at what so many people below were looking at, and it seemed that he was waiting for more people below to die, and came down to peck at food. After several years of famine in Henan, even these beasts have developed the habit of eating the dead.

"It would be nice if there was a drone." Zhang Xuan said secretly in his heart.

He had never been so eager for these things at the moment, but it was just a matter of thinking about it.

"My lord, let's go down." Zheng Lian's lips trembled slightly, and he was a little afraid.

Although most of the shells bombarded the wall, it was not that they were harmless inside the wall. Some of them may be a little higher, and they will be smashed into the stockade over the wall, although these shells that are beyond the range are not very powerful, but they can still kill people.

And what worries Zheng Lian the most is that the place where Zhang Xuan is standing is still the highest point of the whole village, that is, on the middle of the watchtower, although on this watchtower, most of the battlefields can be seen, but if there are one or two shells hitting the four pillars of the watchtower, Zhang Xuan will fall from here, then he will die.

"I remember that there is a sentence in the Analects, "The king, the minister, the father, and the son." Is that right? Why? Zhang Xuan suddenly interjected and said.

Zheng Lian didn't know why Zhang Xuan suddenly asked about this, but this thing, for Zheng Lian, a scholar from a scholarly family, was just a basic skill.

"The monarch must have the appearance of a monarch, the courtier must have the appearance of a courtier, the father must have the appearance of a father, and the son must have the appearance of a son, each in his position, each performing his own duties, polite and orderly." Zheng Lian said.

"yes, this is my place." Zhang Xuan said: "The soldiers fought bloodily, didn't I even dare to show up?" Life and death are also, but life and death cannot take away my will, if God lets me die here, then I will die here. Zhang Xuan said: "Where the handsome flag is, it can't be moved an inch." ”

If Zhang Xuan had just come to this era, he would never have been able to say this.

But I really know in the troubled times that death is too ordinary a thing, human life is actually worthless, a person always has to pursue things other than life and death when he lives, only those who live in a peaceful and prosperous world, and don't see a few dead people a year, chatter endlessly, human life is precious.

And born and died on the battlefield, and then encountered this kind of magical thing of crossing, Zhang Xuan's world view inevitably changed a little, although he didn't believe in some gods and ghosts, but he didn't dare to easily deny whether there was a master of creation in the underworld.

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