Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Battle
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At this moment, the gate of Yangzhou suddenly opened, and a group of soldiers in helmets and armor rushed out from the broken city gate, crossed the suspension bridge, and began to line up in an orderly manner along the side of the moat.
Pan Mei, who was in the Yangzhou marching camp, received a report from the herald and immediately led people to the altar to inspect the movements of the rebels.
Standing on the three-zhang high altar, you can see the rebels on the opposite side from a distance, who are constantly lining up from the city gate, under the scorching sun, lined up into several neat phalanxes, and the figures of the soldiers are like shrouded in the backflow of water curtains constantly swaying slightly.
"Quickly report to the commander, all the rebels are attacking, and they want to fight a decisive battle with our army." Pan Mei said solemnly.
"No."
When the herald behind him heard the order, he immediately ran down the altar and went to the main tent in the army to convey the military situation.
The temperature in the main tent of the army is cool, with ice water, the scorching sun is no longer a threat, relying on the Taishi chair Wen scooped up a larger piece of ice ballast from the copper plate, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it slowly.
Tan Fengyi, who was on the Taishi chair on the other side, was really a little unaccustomed to the current style, and said in a dissatisfied tone: "It's the time of the war, can't you be more serious?" ”
"Feng Yi, you don't understand this, a young coach like me, no matter what he does, the soldiers will have doubts about me. Therefore, sitting firmly in the Diaoyutai like me can make them feel at ease, since it is a good thing for you, me, and everyone, why do you want to do it like you are going to die at any time. Wen said matter-of-factly.
"Qubble." Tan Fengyi snorted lightly.
Hearing a light sigh, he didn't talk anymore, and began to close his eyes with his back to the Taishi chair, it seems that this demon girl's red period is coming again, will the red period of the demon girl be different? Once every half a month? Is it an endocrine disorder?
Women are the most powerful existence in the world, creatures that can bleed every month without dying, and their combat effectiveness is naturally explosive, and I hope that I will not be unlucky again this time.
"Report!"
A report from outside the tent interrupted Wen's thoughts.
"Enter."
Wen, who was interrupted from his thoughts, was obviously a little angry in his tone.
Those who can be heralds are clever ghosts, and their words and expressions are first-class, but few fools can live long as they are heralds. Hearing that there was a slight disgruntle in Wen Wen's tone at this moment, the herald immediately knelt down on one knee and said: "Qi Wen Shuai, the rebels have gone out of the city to assemble, and General Pan judges that the rebels want to have a decisive battle with our army. ”
Hearing the herald's report, Wen lamented: "On such a hot day, these bastards, can't they stop for a while!" ”
Listening to the complaints, the heralds are stupid, speaking of stopping, as the commander, you have forcibly bombed people for more than ten days, and now the most hopeful thing is the rebels!
"Wen Shuai, General Pan hopes that you can go to the altar to command the battle." Seeing and hearing unhurriedly, the herald reminded.
"Well, let's go and get moving." Wen got up from the Taishi's chair and walked out of the camp with a feather fan in his hand.
Tan Fengyi, who was on the side, saw Shi Shiran walking out, immediately got up and followed, picked up a long knife from the weapon rack, and hung it on his waist. Since the rebels are going to have a decisive battle, the seven-inch Qingfeng dagger is obviously not suitable for large-scale fighting, and only the king of the soldiers can cross the battle array.
The altar was not far from the tent, and after a while, he climbed the altar and put his hands on the pergola to look at the rebels opposite.
"Wen Shuai, the rebels are about to be assembled, and the number of troops shows that the rebels have dispatched at least 50,000 troops, obviously planning to have a decisive battle with our army, and they will finish their work in one battle." Seeing Wen walking up, Pan Mei immediately reported.
"Hmm." Wen vaguely responded.
Seeing that Wen Wen seemed to have a tendency to be dumbfounded, Pan Mei said anxiously: "Wen Shuai, now you need to hurry up and give the order to deal with it, it's too late." ”
"Okay." Smell the casual reply. His eyes continued to look at the rebels opposite, but he did not mean to continue to give orders.
"General Shi, this ........." Pan Mei saw that Shi Shouxin also came to the altar, and immediately asked Shi Shouxin for help, this news is really unreliable!
"Wen Shuai, we must deploy as soon as possible and prepare for battle." Shi Shouxin said solemnly.
"Rest easy."
Hearing these four words, Shi Shouxin was like a reflex in his heart.
Along the moat, the rebels gathered a total of five military formations, and if each army was full of 10,000, it would be at least 50,000 troops.
Such a dense military formation, assembled in such a narrow place, is actually a taboo for soldiers.
Especially now that there are trebuchets similar to the artillery of later generations.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and said, "What era is it, and you are still playing military formation with your buddies." ”
In the era of gunpowder, the emphasis is no longer on military formations, but on the independent combat ability of soldiers, when the explosives package is thrown around, it is necessary to quickly lie down to avoid damage, in order to reduce damage, soldiers must maintain an appropriate distance between soldiers. But in ancient times, under this kind of dense military formation, if you dare to lie down at will, a steady stream of soldiers in the back can trample the people in front into pulp.
Seeing that the rebels were almost assembled, Wen Xiang Zheng He instructed: "Trebuchet preparation, counterweight 280 catties, firing range 570 steps, ammunition lead reduced by 3 inches, the enemy army every fifty steps, trebuchet ratio once, non-stop bombing." "Now the swing arm of the trebuchet is fixed and not adjustable, which means that the range is also fixed, and only the weight of the ammunition can be adjusted to fine-tune the distance.
"No." After Zheng He saluted, he immediately ran down the altar to convey the military order. In the continuous bombardment of more than ten days, the throwing distance of the trebuchet under the counterweight of each ammunition has been tested, and it is only necessary to match the weight according to the distance.
"Wen Shuai, this trebuchet can actually adjust the distance?" Pan Mei said in surprise.
"Details determine success or failure, General Pan, you don't really rely on your face to eat, when we threw it for the first time, didn't we already experiment it, is your pair of tricks ornamental?" Wen said with contempt.
"........." Pan Mei was mercilessly ridiculed and choked. Shi Shouxin next to him had long been surprised, and it seemed that he had never planned to deal with interpersonal relationships.
As he spoke, countless explosive packs were already in the rebels' formation, and the rumbling explosions and the miserable howls began to pass from the front of the formation.
This is the first time that the ancient soldiers have experienced this kind of artillery-like baptism, and they don't know how to deal with it at all, some stand still, some flee like headless flies, and some lie on the ground to hide. After only three rounds of firing, the rebels' five army formations had already begun to collapse.
Looking at the tragic situation of the rebels at the moment, Shi Shouxin frowned and said, "It seems that this military array will be difficult to use in combat in the future. ”
Although the rebel formation began to disperse, it was difficult for a thousand trebuchets to cover 50,000 horses, and there were already countless rebels, urging the generals, to kill in front of the Song army.
The closer you get to the camp, the less powerful the trebuchet becomes.
The maximum load of the swing arm of the trebuchet will not exceed three hundred and fifty catties, once it exceeds this weight, there will be a danger of breaking, and after three rounds of throwing at intervals, the trebuchet has lost its effect.
"Prepare to fight." After the trebuchet threw three rounds at intervals, it was no longer working, and all the soldiers had evacuated the trebuchet frame, and Shi Shouxin also saw it, and immediately pulled out the horizontal knife from his waist and shouted loudly.
The formation of the rebels at this moment was completely scattered, and they were just shouting and rushing forward, while their own army was in a large camp with a military formation, and compared with the two, there was no doubt that their own side had the advantage.
Seeing that the rebels had rushed up to the second trench, they began to climb along the earthen wall.
Pan Mei also picked up the spear, and was about to lead his own soldiers to rush down the altar and go to kill the enemy.
Wen shouted: "Zheng He lit the fire, all lie down, pay attention to safety." ”
Blue-red flames rushed down the oil rope and quickly rushed towards the ravine ahead.
Seeing that it was this strange flame, Tan Fengyi's pupils shrank suddenly, and when Yan Shen was in the time of Yan Shen, he heard that he had fought against three thousand bandits, and he had used it, and he also gave it a strange name called gasoline. It's just that the flame last time was pure blue, and this time it's actually mixed with red.
Rumble!
Rumble.......!
Rumble........ Rumble........!
Countless explosions, with echoes, converged into a loud bang.
The earth trembled, and at the second trench ahead, a black smoke curtain rose into the air for several miles, like a black curtain separating yin and yang.
Seeing that Tan Fengyi was still staring at the strange scene in front of her, she heard a tiger pounce and threw her to the ground, and there was a feeling like cotton in her arms.
Between breaths, the slight orchid fragrance is refreshing.
Yes, the first two times they fell were big men, but this time they were finally replaced by beauties, and as for the lives and deaths of others, they can't care so much at the moment.
Tan Fengyi, who was pressed by the smell, finally woke up from this shocking explosion, her soft body was a little stiff immediately, and the masculine breath instantly turned the thoughts in her mind into a mess, and even forgot that she had peerless martial arts, as long as she waved her hand lightly, she could completely lift the smell away, and her pretty face showed a flush and said: "Dengzi, let go of me." ”