ps: Double change of conscience, the support of relatives is the most affectionate urge!

"Put!" On the long city wall, countless generals shouted at the same time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Rows of crossbowmen rushed to the battlements at the same time, and the dense Mongolian soldiers under the city could no longer use them to aim, and the crossbowmen who did not grab the first row did not panic, and stood straight behind and pulled the trigger, throwing the arrows in their hands.

Before the roar fell, the soldier who controlled the bed crossbow had already taken three steps and made two steps to pounce, and the huge iron arrows with arrows tied to explosive packets, fire thistles and even earth-shattering thunder creaked at the pull of the three-bow bed crossbow, and the ten generals who commanded the bed crossbow gave an order, and the soldiers holding torches lit the fuses at the same time.

The oncoming wind was torn apart, and the iron arrows roared and smashed into the crowd, of course, the most important purpose of these iron arrows was to deal with the bridge building vehicles and the ladder trucks that were still moving forward. The sound of explosions echoed among the blackened Mongol soldiers, and the dense arrows were like scythes for cutting wheat, and with each layer of whizzing, rows of Mongol soldiers fell.

But the Mongols did not flinch in the slightest, and the men behind pushed the men in front of them, and still marched forward to the sound of drums and trumpets, and although the arrows and explosions were like butcher's knives harvesting human lives over and over again, it seemed that there were endless Mongol armies advancing.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the arrows shot by a bed crossbow accurately hit the largest bridge-erecting vehicle, and the surrounding moat was pressed down by a force falling from the sky, the waves were surging, and the water column rose to the sky, and the entire bridge-erecting vehicle was torn to pieces by the wind and explosion, including the Mongolian soldiers who were desperately moving forward on the bridge-erecting vehicle, it was already good luck to be overturned into the water, and most of the people were directly torn into vague flesh and blood.

Several ladder trucks were also hit by rockets intensively, and the raging fire, and the flying thunder cannons on the head of the city also found their targets because of this blazing behemoth, and one by one explosive bags were thrown out with a roar, landing on the left side of the ladder truck, knocking down the Mongolian soldiers guarding the ladder cars one by one. Behind the ladder cart, more soldiers roared and pounced, continuing to push the ladder cart forward.

The Mongolian crossbowmen standing on the ladder cart no longer cared about the huge equipment burning under their feet, but desperately aimed at the front and pulled the bowstring, but soon they were covered by a denser number of Ming arrows.

In the blink of an eye, the Ming army released a tenth of the reserve of arrows, and the entire moat was completely stained red with blood. From the top of the city, the five ladder carts looked like huge torches burning brightly, and most of the Mongol army that had rolled forward under black pressure had turned into corpses all over the ground at this time. The broken flag was still fluttering in the wind, and there was no master of the warhorse neighing lowly.

The lucky remnants of the Mongol soldiers are gathering their ranks, and the Ming army has no intention of letting these guerrillas scatter their arrows, after all, the bows and crossbows are limited, and Wang Jin is trapped in the lonely city, but he does not dare to be as arrogant and wasteful as the nouveau riche before.

"All the bed crossbows go down! Flying Thunder Cannon removed! "Dutou and the Marquis of Yu ran back and forth in the city.

In the end, the Shence army is the elite of the first class of the Ming Dynasty, and the soldiers have actually begun to act without orders, three or four people quickly raised the flying thunder cannon and retreated, and the Ming soldiers behind also pushed the bed crossbow to retreat. If all these large instruments were placed on enemy platforms and horses, they would be easily hit by trebuchets, and the gains would outweigh the losses.

After all, the main thing that the defenders can rely on now is these weapons.

Before all the people on the city could retreat, the mournful whistling sound that the defenders were already familiar with came again, and the stone bullets were more targeted this time, and even four or five stone bullets were smashed on a horse face at the same time, and after the smoke and dust dissipated, the whole horse face was cut from head to toe by a knife, leaving only a pile of gravel spilled down the city wall.

"Quick, get down!" Wang Jin shouted loudly, and the entire city wall under his feet was shaking desperately, giving people the illusion that the sky was dark and the world was apocalyptic.

The attack power displayed by the Ming army just now made the Mongolian army realize that their previous attack was far from enough, the trebuchet kept roaring, and the smoke and dust billowed from the entire city wall, and even people within two or three zhang of the left and right could not see clearly. And the flames continued to rise, and the city gate tower of Jingzhao Mansion that had stood for a hundred years had been engulfed in flames.

Through the jumping light and shadow, Wang Jin could even vaguely see that the bricks and tiles on the gatehouse were falling like rain, and the huge vermilion lacquer doorpost finally couldn't withstand the burning of the fire, and smashed heavily on the city wall, without the support of the columns below, the beams and the two-story pavilion fell with the momentum of the collapse of the jade mountain, and soon turned into ashes in the fire.

Leaning behind a shield at the entrance of the Uptown Trail, Wang Jin exhaled softly, the air was scorching, but soon the scorching heat was blown away by the billowing cold wind. The unmelted snow on the walls turned into clear streams and flames, and then turned into steam and rose.

"Commander." One of the capitalists hurried over, "The Mongol Tartars have begun to attack the city again!" ”

Wang Jin raised his eyebrows, the Mongolian Tartars couldn't even care about the lives of their own families, such a rapid attack was easy to be affected by their own trebuchets and arrows, and once the attack failed, it would be a heavy blow to the morale of the attacking soldiers.

The Mongolian Tatars are so anxious, do they really have a monstrous hatred for themselves and the Shence Army? However, Wang Jin asked himself that on the road of the Shence army's conquest, he had always fought in a decent manner, and he did not do anything to provoke a certain Mongolian general, let alone the slaughter of cities and prisoners that everyone was angry about.

"So the Mongolian Tartars themselves can't wait?" Wang Jin muttered.

Since you can't wait, then so-and-so will do his best to hold you back!

"Pass on a certain order, all departments are ready to go to the city, prepare to go to the city!" Wang Jin's voice was a little hoarse, but with a strong fighting spirit and killing intent.

Let this Jingzhao Mansion become an absolutely unshakable reef in the face of the waves of the sea, and smash all the enemies under the city wall!

"Kill!" When the Mongolian soldiers outside the city shouted, Wang Jin was also Huo Ran grabbed the red dragon flag next to him, and was the first to rush to the head of the ruined city. Behind him, countless soldiers of the Divine Strategy Army shouted and followed closely, their swords clenched tightly.

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The old boy opened his mouth slightly and looked at the scene in front of him.

He was ashamed that he had not discovered the true intentions of the main Mongol Tartar army, and because of this, he had been chasing after the Mongol army, saving the dry food in his hands little by little for so many days, and sometimes even eating ice and snow, just to be able to not expose his whereabouts in front of the all-pervasive scouts of the Mongol Tatars.

As an old scout who used to be in the Xiang Army, Lao Tong emerged when Ye Yingwu was still the commander of the Tianwu Army, and then formed Jinyiwei, he was naturally selected as a senior scout, and then with the expansion of Ye Yingwu's strength, Jinyiwei's tentacles also stretched farther and farther, Jingzhao Mansion is an important town in the entire Guanzhong, entering the controllable river Luochuan Shu, retreating into the Hexi Hetao, Jinyiwei will naturally not ignore such an important town.

So as early as a year ago, the Xiangyang War had just ended, and Lao Tong went to this Jingzhao Mansion to operate incognito and carefully, you must know that at that time, Jinyiwei did not have manpower in many Heluo state capitals, which shows the trust in Lao Tong and the importance of Jingzhao Mansion.

In this year, Lao Tong has walked through every corner of Jingzhao Mansion and the surrounding state capitals, which can be regarded as a living map, but he also knows that if you want to win the respect of others in the elite place of Jinyiwei, it is not how much you know, but your real military achievements.

The last time Jingzhao Mansion was conquered, it was actually just a piece of cake, after all, the Mongolian defenders had no fighting spirit, and Jinyiwei had worked hard for a year, and he already had a lot of foundation, plus the Ming soldiers came to the city, and the people in the city responded to every call, so it didn't take much energy to lay down Jingzhao Mansion.

Immediately afterwards, Lao Tong came out to investigate the whereabouts of the Mongolian army, but he didn't expect that this time the horse would stumble.

However, when he saw the scene in front of him, he had already left all the honor and disgrace behind.

The hillside where Lao Tong was located was very close to the camp of the Mongol army, and he could even see the movement of people in the camp, and he had been lying in ambush here for three days, just keeping an eye on the movements of the Mongol Tartars. And now, when the main Mongol forces are pressing under the city to attack, the rear Dazhai is not continuing to manufacture siege equipment and mobilize reinforcements, but is packing up baggage and grain and grass!

The Mongol Tartars are going to retreat!

The old boy's eyes turned to the direction of the city wall with a murderous sound a little mechanically, and he couldn't help but take a light breath. If the Mongol Tatars want to retreat, then their intention to attack the city is obvious, through the stormy attack on Jingzhaofu, let the Ming army think that the Mongols will not stop if they do not take the city, so first, they will hold on to help, and secondly, all kinds of equipment in the city will be used carefully, and they will not think that their enemies are actually ready to retreat.

Very cunning, but also very effective.

Lao Tong squinted slightly, since he was in this place, he couldn't watch the Mongolian Tatars swagger away. I've been deceived once before, and this time, I must not watch these guys slip out of my nose again!

However, the Mongol Tartars are now unable to pass through the entire Jingzhao Mansion, and they have no way to pass the news. Lao Tong smashed his fist on the ground with hatred, but when he looked up, he suddenly remembered that in this Jingzhao Mansion, there was not only one army.

To the east, on the plain, there are still the cavalry of the Ming Dynasty!

If these cavalry still have seven or eight thousand people, then it will be enough. Calming himself down and glancing at the busy Mongolian camp and the convoy of grain and grass that had already set off on the hillside, the old boy slid straight down the hillside carefully, and soon the figure shook and disappeared into the vast snowfield.

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"General, there are Mongolian Tartars in front, and there seem to be quite a few of them!" One of them came over with a horse.

Wu Chucai raised his head and looked into the distance, several Mongolian cavalry patrols were walking back and forth on the south bank of Bashui, although they did not want to attack Baqiao, but the eyes looking at this side were also full of hostility, Wu Chucai believed that let alone crossing Bashui, even now that he ordered a step forward in this Ba Plain, the Mongolian Tartar cavalry would also show their blades.

Since the last time they were chased by the Ming cavalry in two flanking attacks, the Mongolian cavalry was full of vigilance and revenge for this enemy entrenched in the barland, if it wasn't for the general above, I'm afraid they would have been killed long ago.

"The battle in Jingzhao Mansion is in full swing, and we can't just watch it here, general." Du Tou said with some resentment. Even standing on the edge of the Baqiao, you can still hear the rumbling sound of Jingzhaofu City in the distance, and even an earth-shattering roar.

The Shence army was confronting the Mongol army, while so many elite cavalry could only stare wide-eyed at Lintong and Bayuan.

"Heavy troops have been deployed on the Bashui side of the Mongolian Tartars, and they even did not hesitate to give up the attack on the east and south gates of Jingzhao Mansion, just to prevent us from killing and rescuing. When the time comes, their footsteps will open the arrows in a row by the river, and even smash the ice on the river, and if we want to cross the Ba Shui, we must take the road of the Ba Bridge, and rush up against the dense number of arrows, which is no different from sending us to death. Wu Chucai rebuked in a low voice, "Now that our thousands of cavalry are standing here, the Mongolian Tatars can't figure out our intentions, so they don't dare to relax their vigilance, and they also refrain from attacking easily, which is already the greatest support for Jingzhao Mansion." ”

"But ・・・・・・" both hesitated.

Sighing softly, Wu Chucai set his eyes on the city shrouded in billowing smoke and dust in the distance: "Unless we can find the weakness of the Mongolian Tatars, otherwise, we can only pray for the good luck of Jingzhao Mansion and hope that the reinforcements behind can arrive sooner." ”

"I can't bear to sit and watch our brothers fight hard in front of us." Du Tou couldn't help but mutter, turning around, he suddenly pointed to a black spot on the south bank of Bashui not far away, "General, look, there seem to be people there, and someone is running this way!" ”

Wu Chucai was slightly stunned, and hurriedly looked at it, and sure enough, there was a person riding a horse galloping on the white field, and before and after him, there were constantly Mongolian cavalry who were attracted, and then chased after him like a tide, and even some Mongolian cavalry opened their bows and arrows, intending to shoot this person off the horse.

However, it can be seen that this is definitely an old pawn who has been crawling and fighting a lot on the battlefield, not only is he very agile in controlling the war horse, but he also bends over and makes a series of movements like flowing water, and the arrows are whistling past him, but he can't touch anyone at all.

With a secret sigh of admiration in his heart, Wu Chucai pulled the reins of the horse fiercely: "Since you are being chased and killed by the Mongolian Tatars, then nine times out of ten it is the people who broke through the city or our sentinels, no matter who the comers are, the people the Mongolian Tatars want to hunt down and kill are the people we want to save!" ”

Before the words fell, Wu Chucai had already urged the war horse, and hundreds of cavalry behind him also pulled the bowstring of the crossbow at the same time, closely following their commander. Red flags fluttered on the plains, and they rushed down the hillside towards the approaching bridge.

Originally, the Mongolian cavalry on the left side of the south bank of the Baqiao wanted to turn around and intercept the figure, but when they heard the dense sound of horses' hooves behind them, they hurriedly came back and desperately gathered towards the head of the Baqiao bridge. These patrols were only thirty or forty people, and they were far from being the opponents of the hundreds of Ming cavalry, so they could only stop the enemy by seizing the key point of Baqiao first.

"Da Ming! Da Ming! "I could faintly hear the loud shouts of the man who was rushing in.

Wu Chucai's eyebrows raised slightly, his own people?

The soldiers next to him had already pulled the trigger without commanding, and the arrows roared into the chests of the oncoming Mongol cavalry. The soldier at the front simply lowered his head directly to facilitate the people behind him to release arrows, and then went straight to the bridge on horseback, and the saber in his hand crossed an arc and pierced into the horses of the first few Mongolian cavalrymen.

Blood gushed out, and under the pain of the war horse, they couldn't care about the master's pull, and rampage on the Baqiao, and some even rushed directly into the frozen river. The men and horses fell heavily on the ice, the ice shattered, and blood-red water poured up from the holes in the ice, staining the snow red that had not yet melted.

The Ming cavalry of the brigade roared angrily and galloped past the panicked Mongolian soldiers, and the Mongolian cavalry chasing after that figure did not flinch when they saw this, but met them in groups. The man who ran and fled on horseback crashed directly into the Ming army column, and rushed until Wu Chucai was in front of him before he gasped and stopped.

The knife in Wu Chucai's hand was slowly put down, frowned and said, "Are you ・・・・・・ Tonglie?" ”

Lao Tong was slightly stunned, obviously no one had called him by his name for a long time, which made him quite surprised, and he hurriedly looked up, and then his voice became a little trembling: "Commander Wu? (To be continued.) )