At this time, the Yuan army had stopped about a hundred meters away from the gate, and several return cannons began to be loaded, but they were just big stones, and hundreds of surrendered Song troops came up from behind to help twist the strings. And the defenders on Dusong Pass actually watched like this. Even if you can't shoot an arrow, what about the bed crossbow on your city wall?!

Cheng Yue took the binoculars and looked for it carefully, and soon saw a group of Mongolian cavalry gathered under a wolf's head flag, surrounded by a big man, he was different from others in that his armor was very exquisite, the horse he rode was higher, and the scabbard he carried around his waist was decorated with several gems, which was very gorgeous.

Cheng Yue didn't know who he was, and he didn't care, although it was impossible for the person who led the troops to attack Dusong Pass to be a small person, at least he had to be a commander. But this person was already a dead man in Cheng Yue's eyes.

About 200 meters, I want to hit your right eye without hurting your eyelids, unless your eyes are too small.

Cheng Yue began to use binoculars to look for other targets again, and soon found some generals of the Yuan army, who were not so flashy in their weapons, but their faces showed cruelty and arrogance.

At this time, I only heard a broken shout: "Release!" ”

Several return cannons moved at the same time, and several boulders smashed towards Dusong Pass.

Two stones hit the wall, only to get two white spots. A stone hits the arrow tower, and the sound of wood breaking and several screams are heard. Other rocks flew towards the pass, and the same people were hit, letting out a series of screams and screams.

At this time, the bed crossbow on the closed only dared to shoot, with a bowstring sound, several giant arrows were shot, the road in front of the pass was narrow, several giant arrows shot into the Yuan army, and suddenly shot out a few bloody roads, it was also a scream, but the shot down were all surrendered Song troops, and the Mongolian cavalry was outside the range, looking coldly.

At this time, a flag at the front pointed forward, and someone shouted: "Kill!" Those who enter the customs first will be rewarded with 100 taels of silver! Those who retreat will not be forgiven! ”

The large group of Song people carrying sand and soil immediately rushed towards the pass with their shields, and the defenders on the pass also began to fire arrows, and those who rushed under the wall greeted them with stones. Close and close and shout killing.

The return cannon was fired again, and the defenders on the closed were hit by more than a dozen people, and two bed crossbows were also smashed.

The Song people who were attacking the city were killed by arrows, and there were screams and cries everywhere under the pass, "Don't shoot us!" Voice.

Some of the Mongol light cavalry had already advanced some distance and began to fire rockets at the defenders on the city walls. For a while, the smoke was closed, and soldiers who were hit by arrows continued to fall.

Cheng Yue saw the Mongols shoot arrows for the first time, and although he was mentally prepared, he was still startled. Almost everyone can shoot more than a hundred meters or even more than two hundred meters!

The strongest army in the era of cold weapons is worthy of its name!

Dusong closed a fire, and the soldiers who defended the city were in a mess, because the soil under the gate had been raised higher and higher.

It is indeed heroic and abnormal, and the Song soldiers guarding the pass are one after another, gritting their teeth and resisting desperately, because everyone knows that the Great Song Dynasty has no way to retreat.

Cheng Yue had never seen ancient wars, he was very curious, and he didn't intervene immediately, and after watching it for a while, he couldn't help but shake his head again and again.

What an idiot that Zhang Wei is.

The road in front of the pass was not destroyed in any way, nor did it set up obstacles, and did not dare to strike first, and the soldiers in the pass could obviously be put on the mountains on both sides to attack early, but they only stayed in the pass, and only went up to fill the position when there was a gap in the pass to send them to death.

Feng Ji is just a Confucian student, and he can't do anything, no wonder this world Xiongguan fell quickly in history.

The siege lasted for several hours, and there were countless casualties under the pass, almost all of them were Song people from the servant army.

The fire was so strong that the arrow tower was almost burned down. The defenders were also heavily wounded. The earthen bag had been piled up to a little more than a man's height from the city wall. The Song people who died were directly put into the dirt slope, and even many wounded people were stuffed under the dirt bags regardless of whether they were alive or dead, and became part of the soil slope.

Cheng Yue quietly watched the incomparably cruel offensive and defensive battle in front of him. As if everything had nothing to do with him.

Soon, he thought to himself.

Took out a pack of biscuits, a few pieces of beef jerky, stuffed them in his mouth, drank a few sips of water, and digested it. He picked up the binoculars and carefully observed the movements in the pass.

After a while, the dirt bag was higher, and the defenders at the gate began to panic. Several of the defenders had already thrown down their weapons and were about to go down the walls. Stopped by someone else.

The Yuan soldiers behind saw that the breakthrough was imminent, and they couldn't help but keep squeezing forward, and the Yuan troops within Cheng Yue's range became denser and denser, more than doubled.

Cheng Yue perked up, and the time he had to wait for had come.

Originally, after the city was broken in history, Feng Ji's wife committed suicide by hanging herself in front of him in order to encourage him to kill the enemy, so that he could be loyal to the country without distraction. Feng Ji didn't feel sorry for his wife, and really died in the street battle later.

It's already around two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and it's about to be broken.

Since I'm here, of course I'm going to save your lives.

Cheng Yue picked up the Type 88 sniper rifle, aimed at the Mongolian general who had already shown a cruel smile on his face, and deducted it without hesitation.

A 5.8-millimeter bullet opened a bloody hole in the Mongolian general's forehead with a "snap", and his head jerked backwards. The bullet came out of his head and hit the head of the cavalryman behind him, and the bodies of both men fell at the same time.

The group of people was in a mess, and everyone in the cavalry around the Mongol general shouted, immediately picked up their weapons and shields, and looked nervously in this direction.

Cheng Yue didn't care about the situation over there, he had been aiming at the generals of the Yuan soldiers who led the troops for a long time, and he had to deal with them as soon as possible.

Cheng Yue kept lassing one Yuan soldier general after another with the scope, and he was about to pull the trigger in a few seconds, and with a crisp gunshot, thousands of Mongolian households fell under his gun.

The Yuan soldiers were all stunned, they didn't understand how their thousands of households died. They just saw a bloody hole suddenly appear in the heads of these fierce generals, and then, these battle-hardened, murderous, and invincible generals in their eyes fell off their horses one by one, and died so much that they could no longer die.

Even if someone reacts quickly, it is useless to protect the whole body with an iron shield. Inexplicably, a small hole would appear in the indestructible shields, and the man holding the shield would fall down like everyone else.

The Yuan soldiers were in chaos, and this fear of the unknown drove them to keep running, hoping that the little hole would not appear on them. People and horses trampled on each other, and I don't know how many died. The roads were so narrow and difficult to navigate, and countless people were squeezed into mountain streams and crushed to death by people or horses who fell behind. In order to hide behind a tree or a rock, they killed each other, and the besiegers did not know what was going on, and they also became chaotic.

It's just that the rear army is all heavy cavalry, where can you turn the horse's head and retreat in a hurry?

Cheng Yue didn't bother those generals at this time, because the former army and the army were in chaos, and the target could no longer be found.

He set up the Type 89 heavy machine gun and pulled the trigger heavily on the heavy cavalry of the rear army.

50 rounds in one magazine, all of them were fired in ten seconds.

The penetration of the heavy machine guns was extremely strong, and a large 12.7 mm bullet could easily shoot through three or four heavy cavalry, and the Mongolian heavy cavalry in the distance fell like mowing grass. The screams of men and horses actually suppressed the sound of machine guns like bursting beans.

The muzzle flame finally reminded some.

Some of the bravest Mongol archers were terrified by what they saw, but their instinct allowed them to shoot at Cheng Yue with all their might. But no one dared to climb the mountain to attack, they didn't know what they were facing, the fire-breathing monster was terrible.

Cheng Yue didn't pay attention to these arrows at all, and it was difficult to shoot arrows from the bottom up to be too threatening. Even if fired, the armor-piercing arrows would have no effect on the body armor and helmet he was wearing. As for shooting him in the face, it was impossible to shoot him, the thick stone wall blocked all the direct arrows, and his head was not exposed at all.

Cheng Yue rushed to the third heavy machine gun, he wanted to give the Yuan army the maximum damage in the shortest possible time, as long as he killed enough heavy cavalry, he could block the road for the front army and the Chinese army to retreat, and he could buy more time to kill them as much as possible.

Just now, it was about to break through, so the Chinese army and the rear army involuntarily pressed forward, eager to rush into the pass, and it happened to be cheap. So that he can spread his fire a little more to the rear.

The firing range of the Type 89 heavy machine gun is 1500 meters, because to kill the heavy cavalry, it can only start from about 1300 meters, and the lethality is self-evident, but there is a shortcoming, that is, the bullet in the magazine is too few, only 50 rounds.

Cheng Yue ran out of bullets for the third heavy machine gun, immediately pounced on the first heavy machine gun, replaced it with a new magazine in a few seconds, and yelled at Yuan Bing again.

Several heavy machine guns fired in rotation because they didn't want the barrel to overheat. It's just a bit tiring to play like this, but it's really enjoyable.

After sweeping to almost 800 meters with a heavy machine gun, Cheng Yue picked up the light machine gun again.

The Type 88 light machine gun also used 5.8 mm bullets, with an effective range of 1,000 meters, and Cheng Yue began to fight from 800 meters away, first far and then near, and with the rotation of the muzzle, rows of Yuan soldiers fell.

The road in the valley was uncovered, and the desperate Yuan Bing could only shoot arrows at him uselessly, feeling nothing but making him feel that something had fallen on him. This is not war at all, it is a massacre, a completely asymmetrical massacre.

In World War I, tens of thousands of people were killed with a few machine guns, and Cheng Yue finally experienced this pleasure.