Chapter 32: Wu Hook Finally Laughs at Feng Tang (11)

With the walls and moats surrounding Xianyang City largely completed, the besieging officers and troops finally moved outside the city.

Wu Kui had already prepared for this, and when he heard the sound of drums coming from outside the city, he only ordered a team of cavalry to prepare to go out of the city, and then silently raised the iron spear and walked to the top of the city.

But to Wu Kui's surprise, the official army did not come to attack the city with all their might, but only lined up outside the east and south gates. And in the southeast corner of the city, only fifty paces from the city wall, eight artillery carts lined up.

Obviously, the officers and soldiers blocking the east and south gates were waiting to prevent the rebel cavalry from going out of the city to destroy the eight artillery carts.

The power of the artillery car, Wu Kui once saw it with his own eyes. When dozens of pounds of stone bullets and mud bombs fell from the sky, they did not miss, and their roaring momentum could scare the enemy troops. If dozens of artillery carts were concentrated at one point of the city wall at the same time, it would be easy to clear an open space at the top of the city

However, the number of artillery trucks in front of him was a little too small.

Wu Kui could see that the posture posed by the officials and troops was not to attack the city, but what would be done to discharge these artillery vehicles?

The soldiers who were busy around the eight artillery carts, with a total of only more than 100 people, were on average to one artillery cart, but they talked about more than a dozen people.

As far as Wu Kui knows, even if it is a small three-point artillery, it will take more than 20 people to pull the cable, and if it is the size of the eight artillery carts outside the city, it must be a seven-small cannon. Without thirty or fifty people working together, how could the artillery shells be thrown?

And the biggest problem with artillery trucks is that they can't be accurate. Dozens of people pulled the rod like a fiber, and the output of the previous one and the output of the next one almost did not remain the same. The last time he hit the target, but the next time he misses thirty or fifty paces away. At the same time, it takes a lot of time to train the gunners to train them in order to make their actions consistent. Therefore, the use of artillery trucks on the battlefield is completely inferior to the bed crossbow led by the eight-ox crossbow.

It's just that Wu Kui always felt that something was wrong, and was about to order the defenders on this section of the city wall to immediately aim and shoot at the city, when he saw that the catapults of the official army had already reacted.

There was no one pulling at all, but the slight rod that was pressed down suddenly rose. As if rounding the arm, eight small black dots flew up from the position outside the city, crossed several perfect parabolas, crossed the distance of fifty paces, and smashed into the city wall with several loud bangs.

Until he gained a firm foothold in the trembling city, Wu Kui still looked at the eight artillery carts outside the city in disbelief. A few small, deep cracks stretched out beneath his feet. Nearby, more than a dozen rebel soldiers were smashed by the splash of rubble, and one of them had the worst luck, and his head was already a cloud of bloody mud.

Before Wu Kui came back to his senses, he saw that the rod was raised again, and the stone projectile flew out from the tip of the rod, still hitting the wall of Xianyang City accurately as before.

Wu Kui held the pheasant and said to himself blankly: "How can it be so accurate?!" ”

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"Five rounds, forty rounds, twenty-five hits......" Han Gang listened to the instant return of the artillery car's hit rate, and immediately asked, "Why is the accuracy so low?" ”

"It's not low." You Shixiong retracted his gaze at the city, "It's more than six!" ”

"It's only a distance of 50 paces, and the hit rate is only 60%, and I can't say where I put it. Whether it's a divine arm bow or an eight-bull crossbow, it's much stronger than that! ”

You Shixiong was stunned for a moment, "...... Yukun, you shouldn't have seen the artillery cart throwing stones earlier, right? ”

"I went into battle a few times, but I didn't have the opportunity to play in the artillery truck."

It's just that Han Gang thinks that the range of the artillery cart has been calculated and tested in advance in the craftsman camp, and the counterweight has also been determined. It's just a change of launch site, and at a distance of 50 paces, there should be an 80 percent hit rate without asking for 100 shots!

You Shixiong shook his head, "Yukun, don't ask for full blame. This new artillery truck is more than ten times stronger than the past in terms of power, accuracy and speed. To be honest, I thought that four out of ten shots would hit the city wall, and I was already overjoyed. ”

"Is that so......" Han Gang was still unrelieved, and he now confirmed once again that artillery was better.

While Han Gang and You Shixiong were talking, the artillery cart was still projecting non-stop, throwing stone bullets weighing more than 20 catties towards the city wall. Due to the astonishing speed of the launch, all the 400 artillery shells prepared in advance were fired out of the cannon in less than an hour. Before all the stone bullets were exhausted, the city wall in the southeast corner of Xianyang City, which had been bombarded all the time, finally collapsed in half.

In the cheers of the officials and soldiers under the city, the dust settled. The city wall, which was originally wide enough to accommodate four horses in parallel, now has a wall of about ten zhang in length, and its outer side has collapsed, leaving only a thin ruin about one zhang wide, blocking the inside and outside of the city.

If the attack continues, this section of the city wall will be destroyed in a blink of an eye. But the shells ran out, and the fire continued for an hour, and half of the eight catapults were broken.

"It's already good." He Zhong said to Han Gang and You Shixiong, "Dozens of people pulled the rope at the same time, and the strength and direction were unstable, and many artillery trucks fell apart after seven or eight throws. It's like these artillery carts, which were fired forty or fifty times in a row, and only half of them were broken. And fix it tonight, and you can go into battle tomorrow. ”

"So fast?!" You Shixiong asked in surprise.

"The central shaft and the slight rod that are easy to break have been prepared separately and replaced with them. Of the four broken ones today, except for one of them, the bracket was broken, which was inconvenient to repair. The others are slightly broken rods and central shafts, and it is very convenient to repair. ”

You Shixiong praised He Zhong's words, he was worthy of being an old man in the craftsman camp, and he did things very properly.

He Zhong took eight artillery carts and retreated to renovate them. You Shixiong smiled at Han Gang and said, "If you come again tomorrow, Xianyang City will be broken in a blink of an eye." ”

"But I don't think the damage of the thieves is big......"

"Hmm." You Shixiong nodded, "It's not big." But today's results are enough to frighten them...... Now is the right time to send people into the city to say surrender. ”

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"Du Yu, the official army has sent someone here."

"Officers and Soldiers ......"

Hearing the pro-soldiers' passage, Wu Kui sighed. Once upon a time, he was also a member of the official army, and the 3,000 people under his command were also official soldiers. But now, they can't get rid of a thief's name.

And the actions of the officers and soldiers were not as he expected. The morning artillery attack was obviously a deterrent, so it did not take advantage of the damage of the city walls to start the siege. It's just that with such a powerful weapon, instead of cooperating with the siege, it seems that Han Xianggong doesn't want to have too many casualties - this can be used.

Lu Yuan, who was sent to persuade him to surrender, was the capital eunuch of Huanqing Road and Wu Kui's colleague, and the two had a friendship for more than ten years.

After the two met, they sighed for a while and recalled the old friendship. Then, Lu Yuan, who seemed a little impatient, began to persuade Wu Kui to surrender the city.

Hearing Lu Yuan's conditions, Wu Kui was surprised, "It's just exile?!" ”

"It's just exile, indeed. And it's not the south, it's still in Kansai! ”

“…… Thank you so much for Han Xianggong's kindness. Wu Kui sneered and grinned sarcastically. The rebel generals who were listening together were all gloomy. Like Wu Kui, they never believed that Han Jiang would be so lenient.

Who Han Jiang is, they couldn't be clearer. If it weren't for Han Xianggong, how would it be where it is today? If the conditions were harsh, they would have believed it, and they would have been mentally prepared to go to the smoky land in the south. But Lu Yuan's conditions are unimaginably lenient, and if he messes up Kansai, he can still stay in Kansai?

If they're so easy to deceive?! The rebel generals suddenly showed a fierce light in their eyes.

"It's true!" Lu Yuan hurriedly explained, "It was brought up by Han Yukun, who was in charge of the injury of Xuanfu. He asked Han Xianggong for an order, as long as Kaicheng surrendered and did not hurt the people in the city, he could go to Hehuang Kaibian Tuntian with his whole family. ”

"Han Yukun?" Hearing Lu Yuan mention Han Gang, Wu Kui's face suddenly changed, and he asked urgently, "Is it Qin Feng's one?!" ”

"It was Han Yukun who walked with you in Chang'an some time ago."

Hearing that Lu Yuan could know that he was walking with Han Gang, Wu Kui believed it even for three points. After a few days of companionship, plus dealing with Wang Wenliang together, he had a good impression of Han Gang. And Han Gang's reputation is also very good in the army. With Han Yukun's benevolence of saving the dead and helping the wounded, Lu Yuan said that he proposed to spare the lives of three thousand rebels, and this statement will not be false. After thinking about it, Wu Kui asked again, "What about the little brother?" Is it also impossible to be exiled? ”

"It's also average!"

Wu Kui sighed, and laughed again, "Fourth brother, don't blame me, I am condemned to death." Whether or not to surrender is just the difference between dying in battle and Ling Chi. ”

Lu Yuan's words made Wu Kui doubt his previous promise again. As soon as he raised his hand, he stopped Lu Yuan's defense, and continued: "Now that Wang Wenliang has also been killed, Han Xianggong is about to be dismissed from office in a blink of an eye, and the grievances suffered by my Wu Kui can be regarded as almost repaid, and it doesn't matter if I lose my life." But the brothers below have embarked on this desperate path for the sake of me. They were just forced to be helpless, and they did not have the intention of rebelling against the court. Although I, Wu Kui, am a traitor, I still understand the word righteousness. Even if you die, you have to fight for a way out for these brothers. ”

Wu Kui said emotionally, and everyone on the side was moved, and some even shouted, "Du Yu, we won't surrender...... Die to die together! ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Wu Kui turned around and scolded, and then said to Lu Yuan: "Fourth Brother Lu, it's not that the junior brother doesn't believe you, but I really don't dare to risk the lives of the three thousand brothers." I also asked the fourth brother to go back, and asked Han Xianggong to send someone who could talk and count. As long as the matter is undoubted, our army should surrender! ”