Chapter 377: Mongolian Cannon
Because it has always been trusted by Mongolia, most of the soldiers led by it are experienced Mongolian soldiers, and the Jinsha River defense line is the forward position of attacking Jiang'an City, and the number of soldiers guarding it is as good as that of the Lumingshan battalion. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
"This is Jiang'an City." Under the darkness of the night, Li Xiang drew a rough map: "I think that the power of the giant cannon will not exceed here at most." ”
Li Xiang then drew a line in front of Jiang'an City: "And based on the corresponding position of the main gate, if you don't guess wrong, the giant cannon must be near the former school field." ”
Sure enough, the next day, according to Li Xiang's description, it only took a short time for Zhu Wenwu to find out that the address of the giant cannon workshop was the school field set up by the Mongols, which was really good, facing the main gate of Jiang'an City. The cannon was so big that when I stood on the high ground from afar, I could see that the cannon was almost finished.
But the location of the school site is too ingenious, Li Xiang estimated that there was no trace of the giant cannon from the direction of Jiang'an City, but it could be seen clearly from the rear.
"This Mongol is too bad." Li Xiang could only think like this.
"It's too much, it's too much." Li Xiang frowned tightly, pacing uneasily, although he found the Mongols' giant artillery workshop, but according to Zhu Wenwu's visual observation, the Mongols used at least two hundred authentic Tartar soldiers to garrison the surroundings, and the Mongols' military camp and fortress colluded with each other to tightly encircle the giant cannon workshop in the center.
More than two hundred authentic Mongols. Li Xiang looked at the more than 30 people behind him, and couldn't help but shake his head, thinking that when Genghis Khan went west, he had ordered Subutai and Jebe to lead 10,000 troops each to pursue Huathornzim Shamama, but unexpectedly, this foreigner ran to a desolate island in the Caspian Sea.
Later, the eldest son's expedition to the west, with 150,000 men, lasted nine years, swept through East Asia, West and Central Asia, conquered Eastern Europe, and defeated the nobles of Kipchak, Briar, Broth, Poland, Magyars, Spain and Rome.
You must know that in the great Yuan Dynasty in later generations, the total strength of the pure Mongols was only 300,000, and these two hundred households and 200 people guarded a workshop, Shi Tianxing had already given Yang Wen face, and this untrained untrained and undisciplined righteous gangster in his own hands went to touch the executioner who killed countless people, it was simply an egg hitting a stone, an egg hitting a stone, and a moth to a fire.
Besides, for a long time, the Sichuan Song army could not live in a snail's nest, and Shi Tianxing used two hundred people to defend the giant artillery workshop, which was already extremely cautious.
"Do you want to ask Yang to send troops?" Zhou Meng suggested in a low voice.
"No, no." Li Xiang shook his head, the defenders of Jiang'an City were less than 30,000 people, and Shi Tianxing's large army was eyeing him, once Jiang'an City sent troops, I am afraid that the Mongolian cavalry would be able to rush into Jiang'an City in less than half a pillar of incense.
Zhu Wenwu hesitated for a moment, and finally sighed, as if he had made up his final mind, and said: "When the Mongols were cultivating the school outside Jiang'an City, I knew that they had bad intentions, so I dug a secret passage in it. Through the secret passage, it should be possible to reach the vicinity of the workshop, but the Mongolian soldiers naturally won't watch us destroy their giant cannon and come out alive. ”
Zhu Wenwu said this but was silent, everyone naturally understood his words, and it is estimated that there is really death and no life. There are at least 100 people in a 100 household, 200 people in 200 households, and more than 30 people is really not enough to stuff the teeth.
"Zhu Wenwu's idea is good." Li Xiang smiled, but everyone could hear the helplessness in his laughter: "Whether it is the underworld or the heavenly court, I, Li Xiang, naturally want to go, and I Li Xiang is not reluctant to go, I Li Xiang who is willing to go welcome, and I Li Xiang who is unwilling to go express farewell." ”
The most tense moment to test credibility has arrived.
"Come and go freely." Li Xiang showed a sincere smile on his face, but he secretly puffed up in his heart: It's really not good, Lao Tzu will travel back, and now the live broadcast system doesn't know what's going on, and it has not been able to connect, but thinking about his wealth on the earth is already amazing, of course, those wealth are kept by his parents, and he will be a millionaire after he goes back, but it is really difficult to say whether he can go back.
"Li Xiang, what are you talking about?" Zhu Wenwu stood up with a look of anger: "Do you allow Li Xiang to be a hero, and I, Zhu Wenwu, am not a bad seed." ”
"Good people." Zhu Wenwu's position in Li Xiang's heart soared to one hundred, almost breaking through the boundary, you must know that people are selfish animals who are afraid of death, but people are blind animals who love face, it is estimated that when Zhu Wenwu shouted like this, others would have to think carefully even if they wanted to retreat.
Li Xiang felt that he was about to become a mother with milk.
"That's it, that's it, why can you, Lord Li, leave a name for a thousand years, I, Liu Daxiang, can only be wronged for half a lifetime, this is simply unreasonable."
"Ninety points, too." Li Xiang hurriedly applauded in his heart.
"It doesn't make sense." Zhao Yi and Zhao Er Kunzhong, with a heart in their hearts, said in unison.
"It's late this time, give eighty points, right?" But he quickly overturned the idea in his heart: "This is my absolute cronies, I still have to give more points to be very stable, and I want to draw with Liu Daxiang." ”
Liu Zhongyi shook his head, looked unhappy, and said: "You Lord Li is quite stingy, and this Mongolian is not your sheep, is it only allowed for you to kill, not for me?" ”
"I'm going to be a hero this time." Liu Zhongyi stood up, pointed to the military camp in the distance, and said: "Tonight, my brothers and I attacked the West Gate at night, I saw that the West Gate was the farthest away from the workshop, and after attracting the Mongol soldiers to the West Gate, Master Li must kill these barbarians for Lao Tzu, or I, Liu Zhongyi, will not let you go even if I go to the underworld." ”
"One hundred, brother, there's nothing to say." Li Xiang burst into tears.
"Nope." Li Xiang grabbed Liu Zhongyi: "Why are you going, if you want to go, I will go." ”
Liu Zhongyi shook his head: "I'm afraid of death, and I can still run if I can't beat him, but you, Master Li, have entered the workshop, and you can't run away if you want to, and this hero will be your dog sooner or later." ”
Li Xiang quietly turned around, but tears flowed down involuntarily. Don't look at Liu Zhongyi's easy words, but the Mongols have always been brave, and the cavalry is four-legged, Liu Zhongyi not only has few people, but also wants to attract as many Mongolian soldiers as possible to facilitate his own actions.
Watching Liu Zhongyi leave, Li Xiang opened his mouth but didn't say anything, but secretly prayed in his heart: "Brother, see you in the next life." ”
At this time, Li Xiang is no longer a traveler from the future, just a Li Xiang who is full of anger and mortal faith, and his only belief is to destroy the cannon, kill two Muslims from a distant place, and tell them that this is not their battlefield, this is definitely not their battlefield, if you want to make money, go back, although this is full of gold, but here is also full of corpses. (To be continued.) )