Looking at the Mongolian infantry soldiers who were in a rout and retreating under the city wall, the soldiers of the Jinghu army, who did not do much at all on the city wall, suddenly broke out into earth-shattering cheers. This should be the most relaxed, refreshing and relieving battle they have experienced since they were besieged by heavy troops.

In the midst of the thunderous laughter, all the Jinghu soldiers on the city wall invariably turned their eyes to the city tower, and the blue-shirted figure standing with their most admired handsome man, with admiration, surprise, curiosity and other complex colors in his eyes.

Maybe many of them don't know much about Jia Rudao now, but at least one day they all know about it, that is, the reason why Xiangyang City can still be as stable as Mount Tai, and the reason why many of them, including themselves, can still breathe and live is because of the tall green shirt figure.

Talking and laughing, the clouds and rain were turned around, and hundreds of thousands of Mongolian troops fled like chickens and dogs, and the danger of Xiangyang City was solved.

Although it was just a battle, Jia Rudao had already left a mark on the Jinghu army. Now it may not be a big deal to have Meng Heng's small imprint, but in time, this imprint will definitely take root one day.

"Ha Lu Ha! Retreated, defeated! Okay, yes! ”

Meng Hui also couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, looking at Jia Yidao and clapping his hands and laughing. Even if you have long understood the power of thunderbolts, you may win, but your mood is naturally different from seeing that you have really won.

Jia Rudao just smiled, and ordered lightly: "Zhao Jingjun, give the order to the catapult to throw thunderbolts with all your strength, starting from a hundred paces, and increasing the range by fifty paces every thirty breaths." ”

Victory has long been expected by him, but it does not mean that there are really no cards to play in his hand. After all, the difference in strength between the two sides is too big, and relying only on thunderbolts will only bring the comparison of the strength of the two sides a little closer.

The thing of beating the water dogs is naturally done, and it must be done with all your might.

A moment later, the continuous earth-shattering roar began to sound one after another from under the city of Xiangyang, and when the scattered Mongolian foot soldiers turned on their backs, everyone hated themselves for not growing those four legs, and desperately fled, and from time to time the soldiers who could not escape fell to the ground, and then were trampled to death by the swarming comrades behind them......

This is the case under the three walls of Xiangyang City.

"Bang Bang!"

Just when Jia Rudao was still thinking about what cards he would play to deal with it, the Mongolian camp suddenly sounded with the earth-shattering sound of gold.

Hearing this golden sound, Jia Rudao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, so he gave up directly? It's not quite in line with the character of the mouth temperature and does not spend.

As soon as the sound of Mingjin retreating sounded, the whole city of Xiangyang instantly thundered, and even Meng Heng was also happy.

Jia Rudao could clearly see with a telescope that the tens of thousands of Mongolian cavalry who were originally going to bully them had retreated into the Mongolian camp unwillingly after advancing less than 100 steps, silently.

Thinking that Wen Buhua also saw the range of the thunderbolts, he ordered these arrogant Mongolian cavalry to retreat.

Originally, his main target was the tens of thousands of Mongol cavalry that he really relied on, but he never wanted to be destroyed by the sudden appearance of the siege tower car. If there were no siege towers, he would have let the catapults limit the range to within 100 paces, so that the arrogance of the Mongol cavalry in the past two days would have suppressed and killed the Jinghu army by covering the city with a rain of arrows again after retreating.

After all, the firing time of the Divine Arm Bow is too short, and the archers of the Jinghu Army are still too far behind these Mongolian cavalrymen who are good at riding and shooting.

Using cavalry to attack the city, I am afraid that only these arrogant, arrogant and arrogant Mongols who have few opponents on the battlefield have the courage.

As long as Kou Wen Buhua believes that the Jinghu Army's big killing weapon only has a range of 100 steps, then he will definitely choose the way Jia Yidao wants to see the most to attack the city, after all, they have done it before, and the Song Army has no power to fight back at all.

The catapult threw thunderbolts, and the Jinghu army knew the way, but he didn't know the way if he didn't have a warm mouth.

It's a pity that Jia Rudao didn't dare to let those huge siege tower cars approach the city walls of Xiangyang City, after all, the top siege equipment in the cold weapon era naturally has its pride. Therefore, Jia Yidao could only choose to expose the range of the thunderbolt and let go of these Mongolian cavalry.

The battlefield was a mess, full of severed limbs and still wailing Mongolian soldiers, and the pungent smell of burning gunpowder filled every corner of the air, mixed with the smell of blood, which was really unpleasant.

This is war, a war to the death!

Jia Rudao took a long breath, and his eyes gradually returned to their clear color.

If you don't want to become a fourth-class person and be a slave of this country, then you can only resist with all your might.

"It seems that after this head-on attack, the mouth of Wen Buhua will be weighed in a good voice. I will definitely not do that siege in a short period of time, how about going down and resting and having a few drinks with Ben Shuai? ”

Meng Hui saw that Jia Yidao's face was a little wrong, thinking that he still couldn't bear this bloody and cruel battlefield after all, and said loudly.

Seeing the worried look in Meng Hui's eyes, Jia Rudao smiled slightly in his heart and said, "I don't dare to ask for it!" ”

"Ha Luha, let's go, let's go taste the royal wine rewarded by the saint, Ben Shuai hasn't been as happy as he is today for many days."

In fact, Meng Hui wanted to say that if he was not drunk, he would not return, but the hundreds of thousands of Mongolian troops outside the city looked down on him, although he had just been defeated, but he could not keep his mouth warm and not be evil, and he really raised troops to attack again.

"Meng Shuai! Please! ”

As he spoke, Jia Rudao glanced back at the high platform where there was no one left. It seems that the mouth temperature is not spent after all, and it is still not dead, counting the days, if there is no accident, there should be news at this time, right?

……

Outside the city, in a huge camp tent in the center of the Mongolian camp, the mouth is not warm, and more than 100 generals on both sides of the tent sit on the ground on both sides. In the big tent, there was dead silence.

I thought that the war could be achieved at the touch of a button, but because of the inexplicable appearance of the firearm, it turned into a big defeat, and no one dared to be a bird to bear the anger of the mouth.

"What about the casualties of the various armies?"

After a long time, a warm and indifferent voice finally came from the handsome tent, and the tone was indifferent, and there was no joy or anger at all.

"Lord Huizong, in today's battle, there were more than 40,000 casualties among all parts of our army, and the wounded ...... Countless. Seeing that he didn't ask questions, Shi Tianze got up and knelt on the ground and replied respectfully.

The mouth temperature did not take any and did not speak, and the atmosphere in the tent was almost solidified. This is the first loss that the Mongol army has ever suffered since the siege of Xiangyang City, even in those days when the mouth is not warm and deliberately consumes cannon fodder, there is no day when there are so many casualties, let alone just a battle.

What an unprecedented defeat!

If it was commanded by an ordinary general, it would be fine, but this siege battle was supervised by King Zong Kou Wen Buhua himself. In any case, today's battle will inevitably cause damage to the reputation of King Zong, if the back of Xiangyang City can be successfully captured, it is fine, if it cannot be captured, I am afraid that things will be even bigger.

Will the Great Khan recall King Zongwang back to the king's tent? Will it be awarded? It's something that no one can say.

Of course, none of this really matters, no matter who is in charge, their identity can't be changed, what to do or what to do. The most important thing is that in the face of the Sect King, who may be furious, they themselves will not be able to protect themselves.

There was another long silence.

"Suspend the siege today, all departments will make every effort to treat the wounded soldiers, appease the hearts of the army, pass on the king's order, kill cattle and sheep to reward the whole army!"

The old tone of the mouth was warm and did not have any emotional color, which made Shi Tianze, Zhang Rou and other generals all stunned.

Did you hear it wrong?

Not only do you not ask for the crime, but you also want to kill cattle and sheep to reward the whole army?

This is not in line with the style of the prince!

The generals who didn't know the situation at all were dumbfounded, and they even forgot to reply for a while.

"This king is tired, so let the generals stand down. Those who disturb the morale of the army, slash! ”

It was only at this moment that Shi Tianze and the others affirmed that they were not hallucinating after all, but that Lord Zongwang did say so.

"Obey King Zong's Chitose Order!"

Seeing that there would be no guilt, the generals in the tent suddenly felt relieved and shouted in unison. He bowed down and carefully withdrew from the tent.

Out of the big tent, the generals thought about it again, but they were all impressed by Wen Buhua's hand.

The new sharp firearms of the Song army made the army taste an unprecedented defeat, and the morale that had been low because of the long-term stalemate was pushed to the bottom, but in the face of the defeated armies, not only did they not punish them severely, but even wantonly rewarded the army, which is really clever.

Just imagine, I was still worried that I would be severely punished, but not only did I not ask for the guilt, but I even got a reward, who would dare not die next time I attacked the city?

High, really high!

In the quiet big tent, there was only one person left, frowning and pondering for a while, Kou Wen Buhua got up and walked to the not very large sheepskin map hanging in the tent, and looked carefully.

"Have you ever found out what kind of firearms the Song army used in Xiangyang City? Why hasn't I heard anything before? Kou Wen stared at the sheepskin map in the big tent without looking back.

"Lord Huizong, I haven't gotten any news from the city, but it's ......"

A thin figure appeared ghostly in the tent and said respectfully.

"But what?"

"The city made a detailed report, and the Song people's military ambassador Jia Rudao entered the ordnance prison after arriving in Xiangyang City, and it was not until Meng Heng went to the ordnance prison that he came out, and before that, the ordnance prison kept ringing sounds."

The mouth was warm and did not speak, and the figure prostrate on the ground continued: "The Song Army Forbidden Army, which Jia seems to have ordered to accompany the guards, is heavily defended inside and outside the military weapons prison, and the defense is extremely strict, so it is impossible for Xi Zuo to enter the weapons prison to investigate!" ”

"Jia Rudao?"

He turned around without a warm mouth, and his eyebrows raised slightly as if he was a little surprised, and then a few smiles appeared on his face, as if he had seen his favorite prey.

"Go ahead, the king hopes to see the firearm as soon as possible."

"Obey King Zong's Chitose Order!"