Chapter 333: Kill first if you want to save it

Kublai Khan, who was commanding from afar, heard the rumbling cannon, and the muscles on his face trembled unconsciously, it was this cannon-like sound like a life-saving charm that disrupted his plan to destroy the Song Dynasty.

Genghis Khan's western expedition to the Mongol army also used many cannons and gunpowder, at that time the artillery was more rudimentary, the barrel was rudimentary, and the gunpowder used was also less powerful, which could not be compared with the rumbling explosions now.

At that time, it was the small power of primary gunpowder, which also frightened the people of various countries along the way, and since then gunpowder has been spread in the process of overseas trade, and it is the European countries that really combine gunpowder and cannons together, and increase the power to the level of actual combat.

Of course, this is all the history in Zhao Tianyou's memory, in today's version, Hong Kong Island is the birthplace of modern firearms, where is the world's research and development center for gunpowder applications, of course, not only gunpowder but also the origin of modern metallurgical steelmaking.

"Great Khan, the Song army opened artillery bombardment outside the city, and those Han people suffered countless casualties, and the soldiers of our army mixed in also suffered heavy losses!"

"Humph! These Song dogs really killed their own people, and they are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality all day long, which seems to be all vain! Kublai Khan was very disappointed, as if these Han Chinese had told a big lie and deceived him for a long time.

The Song army's worries were not unreasonable, and a few strong men often sprang out of the ragged crowd, flying back and running, and at first glance they were Yuan soldiers in disguise and blending into the crowd. A few rapid-fire guns that freely adjusted their angles immediately began to aim, chasing the soldiers who were mixed with the ordinary crowd with their shells, and since they came, they did not go back.

The frightened faces of these people who have been bombarded by the artillery have gone numb, and the imminent death may be a relief, and for those of them whose lives have already withered, it may be the best ending to end this journey of suffering.

When they were forced to leave their homes by the sword, and their old and young loved ones were brutally killed, some of them chose to resist, without swords or weapons, and chose to use their own hands, feet, and even their mouths and teeth.

In the face of the vicious Yuan soldiers, they have no possibility of victory, they can only exchange their lives for a little or even nothing, it may be a harm to the Yuan soldiers, but they don't care about the result, they just express their attitude.

And these people who chose silence and obedience only lived two days longer than those who died in rebellion, and the two days that were switched by renunciation were filled with only humiliating pain and cruel torture, is this choice right?

Every living person has a different view of the meaning of life, the price to be paid in order to survive, and there is no unified standard and no same choice. Only those who have died, with the last strength of their lives, let out the roar and cry, leaving their own voices in this ruthless and cruel world.

One by one, the shells fell into the crowd, and the people who were tied in a string of ropes did not know how to dodge, and tried their best to struggle to dodge, but a rope was pulled in several different directions, and the last strength of these people was exhausted.

Kublai Khan, who was pacing back and forth anxiously in the distance, had no concept of fear since he was sixteen years old, and after today's meat shield tactics did not work, he rose up in his consciousness and asked himself again and again.

What if defeated? What if the defeat continues? Where is the way back? Where is the way back?

The territory of the Liao and Song dynasties, which had been occupied step by step for decades, found it so easy to lose today, and there was a sadness that made him lose it, that is, he Kublai Khan, the Yuan Dynasty, and the Great Mongol Empire never really owned these lands.

"Attack from all sides at the same time, the hard labor heavy shield opens the way in front, drives the living meat shield to the city, and the main cavalry force dismounts the palace to attack the city!"

Kublai Khan stopped and issued an order for the whole army to attack, and he had already recognized the failure of the meat shield tactic, so he gave full play to the last role of these people, filling the trench in front of the infantry, and it was not in vain to rush them over.

Because the moat outside Bazhou City is not enough, there is only less than a zhang of water surface, and the depth cannot be higher than the top of people's heads, so it is better to call it a ditch.

The Yuan army lined up with rows of soldiers with shields made of hardwood and wrapped in layers of tough wicker, so that few bows and arrows could penetrate it.

The effect of this shield protection is very good, but it also has its fatal shortcomings, the high cost is not easy to produce is not the key, easy to damage and difficult to maintain is the key, so even Kublai Khan's side troops are equipped with very little.

These burly soldiers lined up in a row, moving forward in an orderly manner, slowly moving towards Bazhou City from several directions, and driving forward those Han people who had not yet died. The long rope was cut by the knife, and the arms of these people were temporarily free, but because they had been tied for too long, they could not straighten their arms for a moment.

There was another cry and begging for mercy, coerced by knives and guns, they didn't know what to do, driven by the desire to survive, some people chose to kneel on the ground, and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"Hahaha, these Song dogs, who have lived here for a long time, have not learned a little bit of courage, and are still so afraid of death! Haha, eat me with a knife, I'll send you to heaven! ”

A shield soldier with a scimitar pulled out his scimitar cut off the heads of the two kneeling men, and stepped on their corpses two more times before smiling and continuing to walk, gradually approaching Bazhou City. At this time, there are only a few thousand ordinary people who can still walk and have the strength to run in the direction of the city wall, and from the four directions of Bazhou City, the same tragic scene occurs one after another, and people continue to kneel down and beg for mercy, and their heads are constantly cut off.

"Why don't they flee to the city, if they jump into the moat, they can survive, can't they see?"

Qu Liu squinted his eyes at the crowd struggling under the city, when these people were in groups in the distance, there were a large number of Yuan soldiers mixed inside, and the Song army at the head of the city couldn't tell at all, and they couldn't risk putting a single person.

But now it has been bombarded by artillery for many rounds, and the hidden Yuan soldiers among them cannot be said to have run back, but the number must have decreased a lot. After a little thought, you can understand that the safest place now is to run to the trench under the city and hide and wait until the end of the siege of the Yuan army.

Maybe you can't necessarily survive like this, but it's better than kneeling down and letting Yuan Jun cut off his head, so that Qu Liu still can't figure out one thing, can he live when he kneels? Why get down on your knees!

"Fire! Align with the first row! ”

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