Chapter 114: Struggling
The eight Hongyi cannons at the north city gate followed closely with the cannon sound at the west city gate, and let out a rumbling roar in the direction where the Yuan soldiers gathered, and one by one the cannonballs full of hatred and the howling sound that broke the air, fell into the dense ranks of the Yuan soldiers, taking away the lives one by one.
Although the firing interval of the Hongyi cannon is very long, it is a stronger deterrent to the psychology of the Yuan soldiers, and if you can't hear the explosion, you will feel uncomfortable, maybe the next target is your own position, this kind of panic and anxiety has a great impact on morale.
A flowering shell exploded in the crowd, killing and wounding more than a dozen people, and it would take several minutes to fire another shot after firing, which was really nothing for a 5,000-strong army. It's just to stand up and let you bomb directly, a thousand people give you half a day and you can't finish it, the key is psychological intimidation, that elusive cannonball is like a sword hanging over your head, the more you won't know when it will fall.
"Don't panic, violators will be killed, follow closely behind the catapults and building carts, and the first row will be ready to go up and fight the building carts."
The captains, wielding scimitars and whips, kept shouting and shouting to maintain order among their soldiers, and it was so difficult and dangerous to walk a few hundred paces outside the city. Dozens of wheels are installed under the tall building car, which is not so delicate after all, it is very heavy to push, and it is often stuck for a while because of the terrain, and it can only move forward after troubleshooting or repairing.
Groups of Yuan soldiers endured the threat of artillery shells, and hid behind the siege equipment all the way, listening to the explosions that sounded from time to time not far away, and prayed silently in their hearts, hoping that Changshengtian would bless and shelter themselves.
More than a dozen signal soldiers around Zhao Tianyou kept passing on news in a calm manner, mainly the use of Hongyi cannons, and there was no problem with the flowering shells, and not a single dud shell was fired. However, there were still problems with the gun emplacements, and no matter how strong the gun carriage frame was, it could not withstand such a violent vibration, and there were already three gun carriages that had problems. It can be fired after relying on manual movement, but it is too difficult to move and aim, so it can only be fixed at an angle, and the range can be lowered before firing.
A Hongyi cannon with the best effect and smooth firing was at the north city gate, and ten shells were fired one after another without a single failure, two of which blew down a building car, blocking the route of the Yuan soldiers' advance and delaying the time close to the city wall.
The severed limbs and lifeless corpses were cleared out and placed on the side of the road, waiting for the special soldiers to collect and sort out the corpses, and the moving ranks were slaughtered. They had no defensive moves against the cannonballs that flew after the loud bang, and could only rely on the soldiers themselves to pray that they were not the most unlucky ones.
The 100,000 troops acted at the same time, divided into 20 or 5,000 teams, and concentrated their forces and siege equipment to attack different nodes in the city of Guangzhou, which could make the few defenders in the city exhausted, and the first could not care about each other. In Li Heng's judgment according to his own experience, this is almost a one-sided victory, as long as his Yuan soldiers can get close to the city wall, no matter which point, it will be a fatal blow to the city defense of Guangzhou, Zhang Zhensun and other officials are waiting to be captured alive.
But the current battle situation does not look like it is in his favor, in front of the twenty teams of unfolded teams, there is a Hongyi cannon that will roar at any time, intermittently firing shells that kill people, just like the Song army on the head of the city has a perspective eye, and through the dense fog can see the movement of the Yuan soldiers clearly.
"Report to the general, there were 300 dead and wounded under Song's command that day, and more than 500 people were lost in the chaos!"
"Report to the general, one hundred and eighty people under Zhang Hong's command were killed and wounded, and more than six hundred people and the brigade were separated!"
One news after another was reported to Li Heng, and Li Heng, who was extremely angry, kept a straight face, listened to the report on the extent of the battle damage, and pinched the hilt of the knife on his waist tightly with both hands, trying to control himself not to be angry and kill people indiscriminately.
The number of dead and wounded is not very large, and what makes him angry from the bottom of his heart are those who have been separated from the team, there is no reason for no excuse to be separated from the team, the only reason is to fear death and war. Taking advantage of the fog to let himself go blind, separated from the main force of the siege, and used to avoid the damn bomb, such soldiers are not absent in the team, but so many appearances like today are a situation that Li Heng has never encountered.
In the past, I always laughed at the cowardice of the Song army, raising an army of millions that would collapse at the touch of a button, and fighting a war that could never be won, it was purely a waste of food and money and a waste of armaments, so it was better to lock the silver and grain directly in the treasury and wait for our army to receive it directly.
"Li Shuai, I'll take the battle enforcement team up! If it continues like this, it will not be conducive to stabilizing the morale of the army! Fu Boyu, the clerk beside him, whispered for his life, he really couldn't listen to it now, and if the soldiers fled in fear, the entire team would disperse.
Li Hengyi groaned: "Okay, warn once in advance, and those who violate the order and do not return to the team will not be spared." "He can't let go and kill casually, it's easy to get anxious to kill like that, how can it be a dead end soldier to make a mutiny, this 100,000 army has not yet reached the city wall, and it will be finished by itself.
"Knock knock, knock knock!" A crisp war drum sounded from afar, and Li Heng's excited hands clapped together, shouting at the few remaining signal soldiers around him.
"Go and quickly find out to me, which of the soldiers and horses is close to the city wall, I will give him a big reward!"
The 100,000 troops of the 20th Route Column impulsively prepared to attack the city, and they had already met in advance to the sound of drums, which was to report to the Chinese army's big tent, and our department was already within 100 steps of the city wall, and was able to start the offensive immediately.
And Zhao Tianyou's current position is to directly face this Yuan soldier with the least damage, and the Hongyi cannon on this gun position only fired three shells, and there was a major failure that could not be repaired - it exploded.
The cannon body cracked a huge opening, the backseat was blown up, and two artillerymen were injured, and the flowering projectile, which was not fired with sufficient strength, flew only a hundred and ten steps, and then fell to the ground outside the city without exploding. The failure is not terrible, what makes Zhao Tianyou anxious is this dud, it is best not to fall into the hands of Yuan Bing, the later they understand, the more beneficial it will be to the current war.
After the drums on the opposite side sounded, the Song army in the city was shocked, and finally came! In close combat, you will eat my thunderbolt first, and then get closer to me, there will be thunder and bows and arrows, if you can't be blown up today, you will be counted as your father and mother have accumulated yin virtue for you.
"The thunderbolt is ready to fire, aim in the direction of the drum sound of one hundred and fifty paces! Put it on me! ”