Chapter 333: Ander's Iron Clothes and 30,000 Riders (Part II)

Li Si gently patted the dust on his sleeve and looked up at Xiaoshan City in the distance: "After breaking through Xiaoshan City, to the east is Fuyang, and then Lin'an, a horse and Pingchuan." However, now there are more than 6,000 Mongolian Tatars in Xiaoshan, and with our sons, it is even more difficult to capture them than to ascend to the sky. ”

"Isn't the order given by the envoy also to storm as much as possible and contain the Mongol tribes?" Yang Shouming stood beside Li Si, frowning slightly and staring at the mountains and cities in front of him, "We are mainly the strong men and Xiang troops brought from Qingyuan Mansion and Shaoxing Mansion, and we are entangled with the Mongolian Tatars in the city, or it is okay to defend the city, and it is inevitable that we will be overstretched if we use it to attack." ”

"You have to fight how you want, and at this time, even if you sacrifice some soldiers, you have to endure it." Li Si said slowly, "Tell the sailor, use the flying thunder cannon to greet the Mongolian Tartars, whether you can hit it or not, this momentum will be huge." ”

On the hill where Li Si was standing, a red flag slowly rose, and in the distance, warships of considerable size broke through the sparkling water, and the black muzzles of their guns were aimed at Xiaoshan City, which seemed to be extremely small. Several heralds were riding fast horses to the shore, and the crossbowmen spread along the way, so that the defenders of Xiaoshan had to retreat into the city.

Bai Nutao, who had been waiting on the water for a long time with a big knife in his hand, finally saw the red flag he dreamed of, and immediately took a deep breath, and the big knife pointed to Xiaoshan City in front of him: "Pass on a certain order, open the cannon!" ”

One muffled sound after another echoed on the Qiantang River, and the Zhenhai Navy had just reinforced, ten flying thunder cannons to the Yizhou Island Naval Division through Jiaxing Mansion, and now it came in handy. Although this game intention is not accurate, Xiaoshan City is close at hand, and there is no need to aim.

The light and flames flashed in the city, followed by the earth-shattering explosion, and the matching crossbowmen outside the city also aimed at the city, and countless foot soldiers who did not even have armor on their bodies roared and rushed towards the city with cloud ladders in their hands.

The city wall of Xiaoshan is not high, but it is still an insurmountable barrier for these soldiers who even went into battle on the first day. Although the black banner at the head of the city was constantly flipped in the air wave of the explosion of the flying thunder cannon, it still stood straight there, this black banner was there, and the Mongolian soldiers on it were also high-spirited, after all, they knew very well that once Xiaoshan City was broken, they would not end well.

"Shoot the arrows!" Timur stood at the head of the city without pressing his saber with his hands, and although the guards around him pulled him down many times, he was unmoved, but gave orders in a deep voice.

Taking advantage of the explosion of a flying thunder cannon outside the city to obscure the sight of the rebel crossbowmen, the Mongolian soldiers at the head of the city desperately stretched their bows and arrows to aim at the soldiers who rushed up like ants under the city. Arrows whistled, accompanied by the roar of the Flying Thunder Cannons and the dull sound of rolling stones and logs smashing against the human body.

One after another ladders were set up on the city wall, and countless soldiers desperately climbed up, but Mongolia was not unprepared, and the pot of hot oil was boiling hot, because they had never seen such a scene, and before the hot oil was poured down, the righteous soldiers had already screamed and retreated, and the Mongolian crossbowmen seized this golden opportunity and desperately released their arrows.

For a time, there were heavy casualties under the city walls, and I don't know how many people fell.

Li Si and Yang Shouming, who were standing on the hillside not far away and watching the battle, also looked more and more gloomy, they did not expect that the Mongol Tatars would have such a fierce resistance, if hundreds of people were killed and injured according to this moment, the righteous army would be completely lost and unable to fight by noon tomorrow.

"It's not a way to fight like this, if the Mongolian Tartar cavalry goes out of the city at this time to kill them, we will have to be defeated." Yang Shouming said softly on the side, "Although it is a feint, if the battle is lost, it will not be conducive to making them attack in the north." ”

Li sighed for a moment, suddenly remembered something, and whispered two words in Yang Shouming's ear, Yang Shouming's face changed, but he nodded solemnly. Soon there was the sound of Mingjin collecting troops from the bottom of the hillside, and when he heard this sound, the soldiers who were wandering between life and death under the city were like hearing the sound of heaven, and the tide suddenly rolled upside down, and soon retreated.

"General, no matter how the Southern Barbarian says to retreat, he will retreat." A commander looked at Timur Buhua with some disbelief, but the bombardment of the flying thunder cannon behind him has not stopped, which makes people feel a little strange, it stands to reason that the southern barbarians under Ye Yingwu are desperately moving forward when they start fighting, and they have never heard of the situation in front of them that they have just touched the city wall and retreated.

Timur frowned at the same time, but instead pointed to the corpses under the city: "You see that these southern barbarians don't even have armor on them, which means that they are just some strong men from nearby state capitals, because they are all hastily pulled up and the equipment is not enough, so there is no way to get them together with armor, otherwise they will not be so badly damaged." ”

The commander suddenly looked at Timur Buhua in surprise: "General, then what we are facing in front of is not the Zhen Navy under Ye Yingwu, but just some Ding Zhuang who is not in the stream?" ”

"Perhaps," Timur didn't spend his hand on the city wall and carefully looked at the enemy below, "But we can't take it lightly, Ye Yingwu has always used soldiers to be cunning and cunning, as long as he shows flaws, there is a chance that this Xiaoshan will not be able to be saved, and then Zhang Hongfan's guy may really dare to ask for a certain head." In addition, if you want to enter Lin'an from the south, there is not only Xiaoshan, but also Fuyang, but what you are worried about now is whether Ye Yingwu will appear in Fuyang? ”

Taking a slight breath, the commander said worriedly: "If that's the case, it's still too late for us to rescue Fuyang now, the general might as well give the last general two thousand people, even if Ye Yingwu comes in person, the last general can kill a bloody way." ”

"Don't panic, let's take a look at the next ・・・・・・ of the Southern Barbarians" Timur didn't finish his words, but was interrupted by the increasingly dense cannon sound, although the sun illuminated the battlefield in the gloomy sky, Timur Buhua still saw those soldiers wearing silver armor at a glance.

Row after row, all over the mountains, I don't know how many people, what is even more shocking is that I can faintly see a few horseback figures on the hillside not far away, stretching out their hands on the hillside and pointing at Xiaoshan, as if discussing how to break through.

Not only did Timur not spend money, but the commander also realized that things were not good, and hurriedly looked at his general: "Why does this southern barbarian look so different from the one just now?" ”

"Boom!" The explosive bag exploded on the walls of the two of them to the left, knocking four or five Mongolian crossbowmen off guard. Even if he subconsciously fell down, when Timur didn't stand up, he still felt a burst of chest tightness and shortness of breath, as if all his internal organs had been hit hard.

"The Southern Barbarian firearms are really good." The commander was also planted on the city wall, gnawed a mouthful of soil, and stood up in embarrassment.

Timur didn't take a moment to hold on to the city wall, and just as he wanted to poke his head out, the dense arrows were already whistling up, if he hadn't turned over and hid behind the battlements, I am afraid that he would have been shot by the arrows. While reaching out and pressing his chest and gasping quietly, Timur looked at the side with difficulty.

The commander who was still talking to himself just now was hit by an arrow in the chest and had already fallen to the ground, and most of the soldiers in the vicinity had just escaped death from the flying thunder cannon, and were swept away by this arrow, and suffered heavy casualties, and for a while there were few people who could still stand up.

The drums outside the city shook the earth, and rows and rows of crossbowmen slowly moved forward, constantly pulling the trigger at the city, while the infantry of the brigade followed behind with a roar of rage.

"Nanbanzi, Nanbanzi, this is true, this is Nanbanzi's town navy, the elite of Nanbanzi!" Timur didn't even dare to look at the situation under the city, and beckoned to a dizzy centurion, "Quick, you take a team of 100 people to kill out from the north of the city and go to Lin'an to ask the general for help!" Be quick, this Xiaoshan is about to be unstoppable! ”

"Boom!" There was another bang, covering up the last few words of Timur Buhua, and I don't know if the centurion heard it clearly, but seeing him leave, Timur Buhua still breathed a sigh of relief.

General Zhang, you must hurry up, the Southern Barbarians are clearly about to break through the periphery of Lin'an in Xiaoshan, if they don't come again, Xiaoshan will not be able to hold it.

"Qi Yu Dutong, a hundred-man cavalry of the Mongolian Tartars rushed out from the north of the city, and we only had a few sentries in the north of the city, so we didn't stop it much." A sentry sprinted up the hill at a rapid pace.

"Congratulations, my brother is clever." Yang Shouming's tense face showed a smile, and he looked at Li Si beside him. Don't look at the fact that it's still a few of them, but compared to just now, they are all dressed in silver and bright armor, riding a small number of high-headed horses, which is different from before.

And in addition to these people, who are all genuine clothes and armor, the other rebel soldiers who are besieging the city actually just take off their original cloth clothes and replace them with paper armor that is easy to make, but for the sake of bluffing, the paper armor is all painted with a layer of bright silver, not to mention that it looks from a distance, even if you get close, you have to touch it with your hands to notice the strangeness.

This time I came to Xiaoshan to know that the task of feint attack and containment was important, Li Si specially mobilized several surrounding state capitals to make these thousands of paper armor in one day, and now the effect is quite good, at least the stupid Xiaoshan guard will be in the plan.

Li Si also nodded: "Come on, tell the sailor to block the northbound passage with arrows, and Governor Yang, please take a team of people to the north gate to keep an eye on it, and no one can run out of the city after the Mongolian Tartars notice something!" ”

"Obey!" Yang Shouming arched his hand, turned around and walked away quickly.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, Li Si silently looked at the panicked Xiaoshan City, there is only so much that can be done, and the rest will be left to you, Ye Yuanjun, don't let the last battle come out of anything, and don't live up to the expectations of the world.

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"Commander, Commander!" A herald ran up to Dusong Pass in a hurry, "Commander Qianling, there are many Southern Barbarians in Youling Pass, the attack is quite fierce, Commander Zhang Jun sent people to ask for help, there can be a soldier and a pawn!" ”

Angel's face was gloomy, as if he could wring out water, and the Dupine Guan under his feet trembled slightly from the bombardment of the Flying Thunder Cannon. On the small road in front of him, which was not spacious, there was no red flag fluttering, and countless crossbowmen of the town navy were moving forward step by step.

"There is not a single soldier here, not a single soldier! Tell him Zhang Jun that if you can't hold the Youling Pass, then you can't hold the Dusong Pass, and he knows the stakes here! The general ordered to hold on for two days, and now he has begun to ask for help in less than half a day, and this battle will not be fought in the future! Angel roared amid the cannonballs.

When the herald saw that the general was angry, he did not dare to say anything, and hurried away. And Angel drew his knife: "Trebuchet, put!" ”

Originally, 30,000 Mongolian people came across the ocean, and they did not carry large equipment, and the bed crossbows and trebuchets stored in Lin'an City were burned clean in a hundred battles, so the two trebuchets that Angier could use at hand were also captured when the Mongolian infantry occupied Dusong Pass, and Dusong Pass was only guarded by dozens of Song army soldiers at that time, and there was no time to burn these instruments before being scattered by Mongolian infantry and cavalry.

For the path in front of Dusong Pass, two trebuchets were sufficient.

Stones fell from the sky, but the town navy had long been on guard, and one shield after another was raised high, as long as it was not a big stone, it could basically resist. The soldiers who controlled the flying thunder cannon in the back finally waited for their long-awaited opponent, and several flying thunder cannons suddenly bombarded indiscriminately.

It is difficult for the town navy to attack, and it is also difficult for the Mongolian soldiers guarding the pass to walk back and forth, so after the first release of the power, the two trebuchets can only be placed there to pray that they will not be overturned by the flying thunder cannon, after all, it is impossible for the Mongolian soldiers to move this bulky equipment back and forth as they did on the Huaibei Plain.

"Boom!" An explosive bag landed accurately on the arm of a trebuchet, and the trebuchet was blown into two sections, and the Mongolian soldiers who were nervously carrying stones on one side were also affected by the pond fish, and many people were overturned to the ground, not to mention, the baskets of stones also rolled down the steps, so that the Mongolian soldiers who fought in Shangguan were knocked down a lot by their own stones.

Angier saw this scene in Guancheng, he could only stomp his feet with hatred, in fact, Mongolia is not unaware of the power of this new firearm of the Southern Barbarians, but it is a pity that Guo Shoujing, the most outstanding craftsman in the whole Mongolia, disappeared in the battle of Xiangyang, and now I don't know whether he is dead or alive, so Mongolia, which originally did not pay much attention to craftsmen, had no way to imitate it for a while, or find a way to restrain it.

Otherwise, the Mongolian infantry would not have had to constantly close their front in front of the Song army of the Northern Expedition, otherwise they would not have been bombed at this time.

"Commander of a thousand years, there is a southern barbarian attack outside Baizhang Pass, and the commander of the thousand commanders of the capital asks if it is possible to send reinforcements?!" One of the heralds was wounded and ran up to the castle in disarray.

"What, the Southern Barbarians are still attacking Baizhang Pass?!" Angier was taken aback, and grabbed the herald's shirt, "Are you sure there are a lot of Southern Barbarians?!" ”

The herald's face was full of panic, and he stretched out his hand and pointed to the city: "General, you see, this pass under the city is just a small road, that is, more than ten people are allowed to walk side by side, and the road is tortuous, I don't know where it leads, and I don't know how many people are behind and on both sides of the road, I can only judge according to how many firearms are used by the Southern Barbarians." ”

Angier let go of his hand, he could already guess what the southern barbarian meant, launching an attack from the three passes at the same time seemed to be useless, but in fact, it made the few Mongolian guards have to be more dispersed, which led to a situation where it was easy to be broken through.

"Ye Yingwu, did you come to this battle in person?" Angier subconsciously looked at the road in front of the pass and muttered to herself, "This style of play is really unexpected." However, it is also an honor to be able to fight with Ye Yuanjun, who is famous all over the world. ”

As if having made up her mind, Angel shouted coldly: "Someone! ”

A herald stooped over.

"Immediately convey the battle situation to the general of Lin'an, the three passes of Dusong Pass were attacked by the southern barbarians at the same time, the southern barbarians are fierce, there are many firearms, and the mountains are full of red flags, I don't know how many of them are, but I am afraid that the main force of the elite navy of the town is located, and the general flag of the unified army is also the word 'Ye', Ye Yingwu is not impossible to come in person, and please send people to support the general quickly. The soldiers of Dusong Pass will fight bloody battles and do their best to resist the southern barbarians. ”

Watching the herald leave, Ang Ji'er then turned around: "Ye Yingwu, I want to see what tricks you can play, do you think that if the troops in various passes are scattered, you can easily attack it, then it is too underestimated to underestimate the danger of this Dusong Pass." (To be continued.) )