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The cannon roared, and the fire burst into the sky.

Although it was only a flying thunder cannon, and it was only an iron bucket to project the explosives pack, but for this era when firearms were still in their infancy, this was enough.

Hundreds of flying thunder cannons were divided into three batches, and round by round threw explosive packets at the opposite side, and the roaring explosion did not stop from the moment the first explosive packet hit the ground. However, Ye Yingwu and Jiang Duo both have a number of flying thunder cannons, so each cannon is as far away as possible, and Rao is like this, and many of them fall on the river beach on the opposite bank, which makes people a little worried to watch.

It would be interesting if the explosives pack blew the ice on the Han River.

However, it was obvious that at this time, neither the Tianwu Army nor the Mongolian infantry on the other side were in the mood to care about whether the ice on the Han River had been blown up. Because in front of them, the flaming hell-like scene woven by the flying thunder cannon had already made them stunned and even heartbroken.

Especially the Mongol army on the opposite bank, looking at the explosive bag that fell from the sky before it even hit the ground, it exploded, like flowers blooming in front of you, and like fireworks blooming in the night on Chinese New Year's Eve, the robe around me had somehow fallen to the ground, and the camp that had just been built was full of broken limbs and stumps.

"This is the wrath of the heavens!" A Mongolian cavalryman couldn't help but scream as he watched his companion not far away instantly turn into flying flesh and blood.

Although the sound of the explosive bag exploding rose and fell one after another, and even became the only sound in the surroundings, the cavalryman's frightened voice still reached the ears of the people around him. The Mongolian cavalry running around suddenly vaguely understood something.

The firearms of the Southern Barbarians are powerful, but they can't reach this point at all, this is God punishing us, this is the anger of the common people!

In the face of the anger of the flying thunder cannon, everyone is treated equally, including Ah Shu. This marshal of the Mongolian Southern Expedition, who was originally confident, was already pale at this time. An explosive bag exploded not far from him, sending up countless clouds of mud and bursting with dazzling flames. And several guards almost subconsciously threw Ah Shu to the ground, so as to avoid the ensuing wave of anger taking the life of their boss.

"If you lose, you can't stop it at all." Ah Shu couldn't help but mutter, he naturally wasn't so naïve that he thought that this was Cangshengtian's anger to punish him. "Ye Yingwu, I really underestimated you, such a powerful firearm can be covered up until now, even at the juncture of crises such as Hutou Mountain. You'd rather sacrifice more people, and you'd rather save these firearms for a gamble until now. ”

The 100,000-strong Mongol army has never been so massive, nor has it been so fixed. The small Anyangtan camp was originally built temporarily, and under the bombardment of flying thunder cannons, it didn't take long for most of the walls to be uprooted or disappeared directly from the ground, leaving only vague traces of existence.

The camp was shrouded in gunsmoke, and the Mongolian foot riders who came and went had become headless flies. Everyone knows that the front of the camp is the place where the "wrath of the gods" is most concentrated. So for a while, no one dared to go over, and no one even dared to look at what the Tianwu Army on the other side was doing now.

All they knew was that the sound of thunder and thunder was like a thunderclap on the ground and in the air, and the whole earth was trembling!

Standing on the platform, Ye Yingwu's face was expressionless, looking coldly at the artillery fire on the other side, and at the faint screams. He could already imagine what kind of blood and fire it was there, but there was no pity at this time.

"Enlighten the envoy. How many more rounds are needed? Jiang Duo hurriedly ran over, the shocked expression on his face had not yet dissipated, obviously he was very shocked that hundreds of flying thunder cannons could achieve such results, after all, he had actually seen the shooting of a flying thunder cannon.

Ye Yingwu glanced at him quietly. The voice was still surprisingly flat and calm: "The Tianwu Army no longer needs to continue fighting in this Xiangyang, but just in case, let's stay enough for ten rounds, five more rounds, and then extend the shooting." ”

Jiang Duo didn't notice the meaning behind Ye Yingwu, and immediately took the order without hesitation. And Lu Wenhuan, who was standing next to Ye Yingwu. But his face has changed greatly!

Originally, he still came to Wanshan Camp without fear, thinking that without his own Xiangyang defenders, he would definitely be helpless in the face of Ye Yingwu, a Mongolian 100,000-foot horseman, but now he knows very well that even if he is less than half of the manpower, Ye Yingwu can still beat the Mongolian Tartars on the opposite side

It's just that at this time, Lu Wenhuan was no longer in the mood to think about what happened to Ah Shu, because he clearly heard Ye Yingwu's words "just in case", just in case, just in case, just in case, the Mongolian army on the opposite side has been embarrassed to this extent, what else is there to prevent, what really wants to prevent, I'm afraid it's him Lu Wenhuan!

These hundreds of flying thunder cannons bombarded indiscriminately under Xiangyang City, no matter what kind of fortified city Xiangyang is, I am afraid that it will inevitably become a pile of bricks and tiles in the end, and I am afraid that the reaction of the defenders in Xiangyang City will not be much better than that of the Mongolian infantry on the opposite side!

Taking a breath of cool air gently, Lu Wenhuan had already vaguely realized that in the future, in this acre and three points of land in Xiangyang, it was not only the Lu family that had the final say, but even the Lu family said that it was no longer counted. In the face of the powerful firearms of the Tianwu Army and the military strength that is not weak in itself, those officials and generals who are grassy and local businessmen and wealthy families naturally know how to choose.

"Tianwu Army, cross the river!" Ye Yingwu didn't care about Lu Wenhuan's mixed mood beside him, and just gave an order in a cold voice amid the roaring shelling.

At this moment, Ye Yingwu was calm, not like he was facing a decisive battle that would decide the two countries, but like he was commanding the Tianwu Army to conduct an ordinary exercise. In the face of absolute strength, even if it is a 100,000-strong Mongolian army, even if it is a gamble on the fortunes of the country, it is actually nothing.

Although Wang Jin and Yang Bao had already known that there would be a new type of firearm on the scene, when they saw the power of the Flying Thunder Cannon with their own eyes, they still couldn't hide their shock like the soldiers under their command. On the opposite side, the Anyangtan camp in Mongolia, which looks extremely strong and full of elites, has completely turned into a sea of fire.

As the arcs above their heads gradually decreased, when Wang Jin and Yang Baozheng were a little surprised that the explosion was getting farther and farther away, the long-awaited drum sound finally came from the platform of the Chinese army. One, two, one by one, the big drums sounded at the same time, replacing the dull roar of the previous flying thunder cannon, and once again shaking the heaven and earth that had just calmed down.

Wang Jin took a breath of cool air lightly, and pulled out his saber: "The left compartment of the Tianwu Army." Crossing! ”

Yang Bao also did not hesitate at all, and pulled the reins fiercely: "Tianwu Army, cross the river!" ”

Surprised to surprised, the soldiers of the Tianwu Army still held their breath. What's more, now the Mongolian camp on the opposite side has fallen into a sea of fire, if you can't rush over it again, this face will be lost!

Although the ice on the Han River is very thick, it is smooth after all, so the Tianwu Army Foot Cavalry is said to be crossing the river. But they also slowly and leisurely entered the water from both sides of the Mongolian camp.

But fortunately, these foot riders, who were originally completely live targets on the ice, had no arrows coming, so they had crossed half of the Han River in a moment of peace. Jiang Hao and Yang Bao, as commanders, did not hesitate to lead the team in front, and they were afraid that the ice in front of them would collapse.

Wang Jin, Yang Bao, and the soldiers of the 30,000 Heavenly Martial Army all held their breath, but none of the arrows landed on the ice from beginning to end, let alone the trebuchets and bed crossbows that were likely to blow the ice to pieces. Explosions and screams kept coming from the Mongolian camp opposite, but no one remembered. There is also the Song army on the opposite side.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ye Yingwu also breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately looked at Bian Juyi, who had been standing next to him: "Back compartment, cross the river!" ”

"The last general obeys!" Bian Juyi, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, quickly walked off the stage. The left wing of the Tianwu Army and the Chinese army have already walked to the center of the Han River at this time, if the rear compartment of the Tianwu Army does not act again, I am afraid that the daylily will be cold on the other side.

Ye Yingwu didn't look ahead again, but glanced at Lu Wenhuan beside him: "Lu Anfu, I don't know that there are tens of thousands of defenders in Xiangyang, but you plan to cross the Han River together?" Maybe Ah Shu on the other side is in a hurry like a lost dog, and he can still meet Lu An to appease him. ”

Lu Wenhuan barely squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying. Where do you dare to cross the Han River with the defenders of Xiangyang now? If you do this, isn't it clear that you want to take credit? The size and danger of the Anyang Tan camp on the opposite side have been leveled by the Tianwu army, and the Xiangyang defenders will go up to pick up the bargain, even if Ye Yingwu is willing. How could the other Tianwu soldiers be willing.

What's more, this Ye Envoy Jun's expression of smiling but not smiling is clearly really waiting to see his jokes, and he is obviously not willing at all!

Although Lu Wenhuan is sometimes stunned, he still reacts quickly at this time, and waved his hand again and again at the moment: "Don't dare, don't dare, I believe that 100,000 Mongolian Tartars are in front of the wise Ye Envoy Jun and the brave soldiers of the Tianwu Army." It's just a group of ants, of course, there is no need to take the brothers in Xiangyang to cross the river, this credit is all due to Ye Yuanjun. ”

Ye Yingwu nodded with a smile, and he didn't know if he knew that he would do this, or if he was very useful to Lu Wenhuan's sycophant. This sixth elder of the Lu family is really the same as in history, the ability to see the wind and make the rudder and get off the donkey down the slope is really worthy of his reputation, and in history, it is just that Ah Shu casually smashed it with a return cannon, and then knew that he was moved by emotion, and Lu Wenhuan obediently opened the door and surrendered.

I don't know how long this Lu Anfu can support in Xiangyang alone if Niu Fu hadn't been defending Fancheng for six years, and if there was no Zhang Gui and Zhang Shun's brothers who fought with their lives to help!

But now it's different from history, everything has changed, and now Ye Yingwu doesn't bother to care about Lu Wenhuan's mind of sticking to Xiangyang, he just wants to know what kind of mentality Lu Wenhuan has to look at Tianwu Army now.

A thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh that can't wait to get rid of it, or is it an emerging force that is bound to replace the Lu family as the lord of Xiangyang in the future? If you follow Lu Wenhuan's character, will he defect at the last moment, let go of the foundation that the Lu family has worked hard for so many years, and save his life?

"Enlighten the envoy, the flying thunder cannon has been fired, dare to ask the envoy what should happen next." Jiang Duo once again ran to the stage, breaking the somewhat subtle and awkward silence between Ye Yingwu and Lu Wenhuan.

Ye Yingwu nodded at him appreciatively: "No need for anything, Jiang Tie, Wu Chucai!" ”

"The last general!" The two generals stood up at the same time.

Ye Yingwu said loudly: "All the compartments of the Tianwu Army have already rushed up, it's time for us!" Hundred battles, cross the river with a certain and attack the Mongol Tartars! ”

"The last general obeys!" Jiang Tie and Wu Chucai replied aloud at the same time.

And Ye Yingwu glanced at Jiang Duo, after all, Jiang Duo was also Ye Yingwu's classmate in Bailuzhou Academy before, and he followed them a lot in Lin'an, but later because of his personality and age, he temporarily broke away from Ye Yingwu's group in Lin'an, but after all, he was a "revolutionary comrade-in-arms" for many years, and this meaning is still very clear.

At that moment, Jiang Duo coughed lightly and stood directly beside Lu Wenhuan.

All the compartments of the Tianwu Army, including the hundred battles, have already rushed forward. On the south bank, there are a large number of defenders in Xiangyang, so you can't let Lu Wenhuan stab you in the back at this time. Although Ye Yingwu knew that he saw the scene of the bombardment of the flying thunder cannon, even if he gave Lu Wenhuan a hundred dares, he would not dare to move his hands and feet, but it was better to prevent trouble. This still has to be done.

People's hearts are as deep as the sea, let alone characters like Lu Wenhuan of the Lu family. Originally, the Lu family did not rise above board, and there were even more contradictions between Ye Yingwu and the Lu family, so it was normal for everyone to watch out for each other at this critical time.

Wang Jin urged the war horse violently, and the horse neighed. The first one rushed to the river beach, and on the other side, Yang Bao was still a beat slower than him after all.

The left wing of the Tianwu Army and the Chinese army crossed the Han River one after another. Red flags flutter in the wind.

"Nanbanzi, Nanbanzi has crossed the Han River!" There was a sudden scream in the firelight, and then several figures came out of the wall that had collapsed most of it. But it was the whistling arrows that answered them.

The soldiers of the brigade were still trudging the ice, and at this time they could not say anything to be stopped by the Mongolian infantry cavalry, otherwise it would really become a half-crossing attack, which was really a taboo for soldiers.

However, as the flying thunder cannon stopped bombarding, the Mongolian soldiers who had been shocked had come back to their senses, and such a scream still attracted the attention of most of the camp. Thousands of embarrassed Mongol cavalry suddenly burst out from the side of the camp, dense locust arrows whistling from their ranks.

"Shield!" Wang Jin's face changed. I didn't expect that the Mongolian infantry cavalry would have such a thousand-person team to maintain its establishment.

The shields were quickly propped up, but this Mongolian cavalry came too suddenly, and it still caused hundreds of soldiers to die in battle. More Song crossbowmen were furious and desperately wound the trigger.

"Hold the beach!" Wang Jin roared, and rows of spearmen rushed forward with the arrows of the Mongol cavalry.

At this time, there were only about two or three thousand people standing on the river beach in the front compartment of the Tianwu Army, and once the thousands of Mongolian cavalry exerted their might, it was really possible to drive everyone down the river! Aware of the crisis, the soldiers on the left wing of the Tianwu Army who crossed the Han River faced the Mongol cavalry, and the crossbowmen on both sides shot almost with all their might.

The Mongol cavalry had already launched an assault, and the Song spearmen were not weak. Arrows pierced into the blackened figure, blooming brilliant red flowers. The red and black flags collided violently, creating the most dazzling light.

"Boom!" A fireball fell from the sky and slammed into the crowd of the Heavenly Warriors. I don't know which trebuchet didn't survive the sudden bombardment, but now it's finally time to fight back, and because there are flames burning everywhere, there is no need to even look for the fire fold that ignites the coal-balls.

"Rush in, rush into the camp!" Wang Jin suddenly realized that something was wrong, and quickly stepped forward. The flames in the camp were much smaller, after all, the ground was full of mud and snow, and it was not easy to burn.

The horse crashed through the fragile wall, and a Mongolian soldier who shouted and pounced was easily beheaded by Jiang Hao. The Tianwu soldiers of the brigade did not hesitate to roar and pounce on both sides of Jiang Hao's war horse.

Before, the flying thunder artillery focused on the middle part of the camp, and did not concentrate on hitting the front, because it was afraid of blowing up the ice on the Han River, and did not hit the back, but also because the heart was more than enough and the strength was insufficient, the explosive package was not enough, and the range was also a little insufficient and needed to be improved. This also led to the fact that the Mongolian infantry at the forefront still had a certain combat power.

Although the Tianwu army crossed the Han River in each compartment, these soldiers had not yet recovered from the bombardment of the flying thunder cannon, but now it is different, the shelling has stopped, and the southern barbarians have already looked at each other across the wall, saying that they can't let them in!

The cavalry desperately pacified the frightened horses, and a team of 100 and 1,000 people was barely assembled, although most of them were scarred and full of mud, but they still clenched their sabers with firm eyes and rushed towards the nearest Song army.

Do these damn southern barbarians think that by borrowing the heavenly thunder, they will be able to make the golden eagles flying freely on the grassland succumb!

It's just that looking at these Mongolian cavalry who pounced up, Wang Jin smiled coldly, it's just some guerrillas scattering bravely, and if they want to shake the left wing of the Tianwu Army, which is more and more numerous, it's a bit of a fool's dream! And a familiar voice came from beside him:

"These Tartars are quite resistant."

Wang Jin was startled, and then frowned and said, "Old Tang, Tang Zhen, what kind of place is this, you guy is really dead!" With your little effort, get back quickly! The North Shore is just too dangerous. ”

Tang Zhen smiled indifferently: "Why, this north shore can only be commanded by your king, so Tang is not allowed to come over?" This is the last battle of ・・・・・・ Xiangyang! ”

Wang Jin did not answer, watching the Mongolian cavalry in front of him fearlessly attack, and then fell in anger amid the dense arrows of the crossbowmen of the Tianwu Army. Yes, I didn't realize it just now that this should be the last battle in Xiangyang.

Mongolia 100,000 foot cavalry, now it is described as a defeated army, it is really appropriate! These Mongol cavalry, who rushed in one after another without any formation, could only fall in the dense barrage of arrows, they did not have the cooperation of their foot soldiers, and they could not even find the blades of their horses that were lost in the shelling, these people were not attacking, they just did not want to watch this battle be lost.

As for the Mongolian Han foot soldiers who were supposed to cooperate with them, they had already fled at this time, and even the foot soldiers who were standing trembling were all cavalrymen who had lost their horses.

This battle is finally coming to an end, so let's end it be more exciting!

A sneer appeared at the corner of Wang Jin's mouth, how many soldiers buried their bones, how many blood and tears flowed in this land, and now it is so simple to end, it is too cheap for you. Glancing at Tang Zhen beside him, Wang Jin went straight forward.

"Tianwu Army's left wing, kill!"

Thousands of soldiers roared and shouted like never-ending waves.

The Mongolian 100,000 paces in front of him have become lambs to be slaughtered. (To be continued.) )