Chapter 250: Hell Battlefield

Just like yesterday's defeat, those Yuan soldiers who were not injured and fell off their horses were so frightened that they didn't dare to turn back, so they just desperately beat their horses and galloped, and returned to the rout of their own camp.

Si Qinbari commanded the few remaining soldiers to withdraw and return, he rode behind the rear hall of the team, and looked back at the Song army at the head of the city as he walked, the despair in his heart could not be suppressed, and he understood very clearly that it was impossible for this Guangzhou city to be defeated.

Under the rapid fire bombardment of the sub-mother artillery, the 4,000 shells accumulated by the factory on Hong Kong Island were finished in such a short time, which shows the extent of the intensive explosion under the city, and how much damage the Yuan soldiers in it have suffered.

"Evacuate, evacuate ......"

In the dense and violent shell explosion, many of the soldiers were deaf in their ears and injured in the eyes by the flying shrapnel stones, and they had lost their sense of direction in the panic, and they didn't know where to flee to return to the camp.

At this time, they were familiar with the Hongyi cannons and began to bombard again, sticking to the fleeing team one by one, constantly creating more casualty figures, and the soldiers who survived did not have time to glance at their fallen partners, so they fled in a hurry.

"Hey, over here! Ah......h

"Boom!"

After a cannon rang out, Skimbari's horse was shot in the waist, and the huge impact directly knocked the horse down, and the cannonball that passed through the horse's body was delayed for a moment, and exploded under Skimbari's body, directly cutting off his two legs, and most of his body flew to the other side.

"General, hold me!"

A cavalryman who came from behind lowered his hand and stretched out his hand, pulled Schinbarge, who had lost two legs, up from the ground, supported his still trembling body, leaned on the back of the horse and galloped wildly, hoping to rush back to the big rescue as soon as possible to save his life.

"Put me down, put me down, I can't go back!"

Enduring the severe pain in his body, Schinbarge recovered from his dizziness, and there were still dripping blood dripping under him, knowing very well that his leg had been blown off, so why did he go back like this? When a cripple becomes a waste in the eyes of others, it is better to simply die on the battlefield.

"General, stay in the green mountains, it's important to survive first!"

This subordinate came to the rescue of his boss in danger, but he fell to the back of the line, and was about to rush through the fortified position when the last round of shells fired by the sub-mother cannon arrived. Not only did he ride two people, but even the fifty or sixty horsemen and horses around him were surrounded by more than a dozen cannonballs that fell almost at the same time, and they were blown up, and no one wanted to go back.

"Woo, ahhhh......h

In this explosion, Sichinbari, who did not continue to be injured, held the head of his soldier who had hung down, and there was a deep hole in the neck of this soldier, and the blood gushed out, and the person had long since lost his breath.

Within a mile of the city wall of the north gate of Guangzhou, there is a range of three or four miles, and on this rectangular plot, the corpses of more than 100,000 people and horses are glued together, and it is impossible to distinguish whether they are the dead bodies of yesterday or today.

The disembodied horses struggled to get up, but when they stood up, clumps of entrails flowed out, and before they could take a few steps forward, they collapsed into their own bloody entrails.

The dead bodies with no end in sight, the wounded soldiers crawling back and forth on the ground, the stumps and broken arms everywhere, and the few dying wails told the survivors that death was not far away. The yellow-brown earth absorbed too much blood and water, and silently changed color, like a huge grinding disc, after grinding countless lives, absorbing the color on their bodies.

In only two days, the lives of more than 100,000 people died here, and it was not uncommon for such a killing battlefield in the era of cold weapons, but the other side only paid more than 3,000 casualties.

However, the Song army in Guangzhou paid a huge amount of material consumption, and more than 20,000 shells were almost exhausted, and there was not much inventory left. If Boyan has enough courage to attack the city again tomorrow morning, it is difficult to say who will stand in the end with a smile.

Does he still have the courage? Zhao Tianyou believes in the weakness of human nature, and when things develop to this point, no one will take out the last only chips and make a gamble that seems to be lost. However, what the Song army gained was not just a big victory, but the kind of attitude that looked down on life and death and despised all enemies, which has been embodied in the soldiers of the firearms battalion, what is this? This is the spirit of the army, an invincible team, must have a trait.

And today's elite Yuan soldiers under the city have lost not only the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers, but also the belief that the Mengyuan soldiers have always been proud of victory since Genghis Khan's hegemony, and the glory and pride of the past were all lost in front of the city of Guangzhou, which has been stained dark brown with blood.

"Woo ......"

Dong Wenbing saw clearly at the top of the city, the huge power of the new weapons was vividly displayed, and the elite cavalry who could not fight in all directions was wiped out in front of him, but it was simply less than a quarter of an hour.

"If such an adult dies, he won't shoot you for crying, you think back to the past, how did you kill the Song people in Tingzhou, if you can't say anything clearly, I'm a knife, I can't say where to cut it first!"

Sangou was regretting that he did not directly participate in the war, and when he saw Dong Wenbing's expression, he was disgusted, and without waiting for him to answer anything, he chopped off half of Dong Wenbing's foot with a knife.

"Ahh …… I killed a lot of Song people in Tingzhou, I remember it clearly, they were all old people, women and children. When I killed them, they were scared and kept begging me to spare the children...... I didn't listen to them, and I felt happy to kill them...... Especially killing the children in their arms first, looking at their desperate eyes, I am very happy. ”

Dong Wenbing said as he spoke, and his face was also fierce, which showed how vicious and cruel what he did in Tingzhou at the beginning.

"You kid is vicious enough, and I'm not bad at the third master, your dinner today is your own feet, what do you want to eat? The third master arranged someone to do it for you. ”

Sangou did not come to the scene of the slaughter in Tingzhou, but he heard Zhao Tianyou talk vaguely, and the details of it, Zhao Tianyou can't describe it calmly now, every mention of it, must be exciting for a long time.

Just now, Dong Wenbing was in a state of distraction, blurted out a few words to break the bottom line in Sangou's heart, and kept holding back the idea of killing him directly, and immediately left it behind.

Zhao Tianyou looked at the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood outside the city, and a sense of uneasiness rose from the bottom of his heart, there were so many dead corpses outside, if they were not dealt with as soon as possible, the weather would soon cause a plague as soon as it was warm.

If the Yuan people didn't come to dispose of the corpse themselves, how could they just hang it out!

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