"Boom!" The explosions continued one after another, and the air was filled with splashes of snow powder and mud.

An explosive bag flew overhead and landed among the soldiers behind him, sending a burst of blood mist in the air. And Bo Yan just stood upright, his resolute face trembling in the firelight. Zhang Hongfan, who had been standing beside him silently, was not the first time he had seen the power of the explosives pack, but his face was a little pale.

After all, watching his sons helplessly dodge these thunderbolts flying in the sky, any general would only feel heartache and anger. These are the most elite Mongolian cavalry, and on the plains, there is a mighty black tide sweeping the sky. You must know that 20,000 cavalry, placed in a vast field, is enough to conquer a country, such as Muscovy, which once trembled under the iron hooves of the Mongols.

However, if the 20,000 cavalry is placed on the small Lumen Mountain, it is a live target for the Song army's powerful new firearms! Although Boyan's heart was dripping blood, he didn't have the slightest solution, he knew very well what was waiting for him if he rushed straight down the mountain.

There were 20,000 Song troops attacking under the mountain, and not only in the south of the mountain, but also in the north of the mountain, and there was a posture of leveling the entire Lumen Mountain in one fell swoop. And this continuous explosion sound seemed to be the talisman of the defenders on the mountain, more and more urgent, more terrifying.

Boyan clenched his hands tightly, he had never fought such a battle, and suddenly he could understand how frightened and shocked Marshal Ah Shu was in the face of such a saturated artillery bombardment, and he could also understand why the Han people around him, who were quite appreciated by Ah Shu, were embarrassed and nervous when they fled back to Lumen Mountain.

Just like the soldiers who were running in fear around themselves shouted, this was simply a punishment from the heavens, how did these southern barbarians on the other side suddenly come up with firearms so powerful that they had no power to fight back?

"Boom!" There was another loud bang, and Boyan watched as the commander's tent beside him was directly blown up, and the black flag that had been fluttering was thrown into the sky, and it fell hard into the blood and mud.

At this time, Boyan felt that he should be even more glad that the Southern Barbarian had been bombarded for a full two quarters of an hour, but he could still stand here unharmed, watching his sons scream and run.

"It can't go on like this." Zhang Hongfan frowned. Although he knew that he could only go on like this, he always wanted to try to change the increasingly unfavorable situation. After all, Lumen Mountain is the only remaining Mongolian stronghold near Xiangfan, and if Lumen Mountain is lost, it will be after the First Battle of Xiangyang. More than 10 years of hard work and hard work have all been in vain.

"The only thing that can be relied on is the danger of Lumen Mountain itself and the solidity of the camp." Boyan said lightly beside him, fortunately, no explosives package fell near the two of them at this moment, otherwise such a small voice would not have been heard at all.

Zhang Hongfan smiled bitterly and looked at the front, in fact, the camp was not strong. Although the thick walled wall can block the temporary bombardment of the Song army's firearms, Zhang Hongfan knows very well that it is just to block the temporary bombardment, as long as the Song army concentrates its firepower, it will soon be able to collapse all the walled walls. And the danger of the terrain・・・・・・ most of the soldiers are now exhausted, who cares about the Song soldiers who are attacking along the hillside?

Just then, the shelling suddenly stopped.

Boyan was stunned, and immediately drew his sword: "Quick, trebuchet, crossbowman!" The Southern Barbarians are rushing up! ”

Actually, he doesn't need to shout. After recovering from the dizzy shelling, many of the Mongol soldiers had already realized that the southern barbarians under the mountain were about to attack, and although they no longer had the slightest confidence in blocking the southern barbarians, they still rushed forward without fear. Even if he dies here, he will have to kill so many southern barbarians.

People live for a lifetime, isn't it just to have enough money!

However, Zhang Hongfan's face changed drastically, and he threw Boyan to the ground: "It's not good, this is a trick of the Southern Barbarians, it is impossible for their firearms to be fired for such a short time!" ”

Before Boyan came back to his senses, Zhang Hongfan had already pushed him into the mud pit next to him. Mongolia's two coaches in Lumen Mountain writhed in the mud in embarrassment. Boyan's face was covered with mud spots, and before he could scold Zhang Hongfan, who was close at hand, he heard a dull sound.

Immediately afterward, countless packets of explosives whizzed over their heads. The explosions rang out again, only this time more rapid and intense. Boyan looked at the sky that was already covered with a layer of pink blood mist, looked at the red mud on his body, and exhaled softly.

He no longer knew whether he should be glad that he didn't rush forward with him just now, or whether he should be sad that more of his sons and daughters had fallen forever in the artillery fire.

Zhang Hongfan shook his head and got up with a wry smile: "You have to break through." Spending here all the time is simply self-defeating. ”

Boyan didn't care about the mud on his body, and stood up, the scene in front of him made him feel as if his heart had been pulled out. The front was densely packed with the corpses of Mongolian soldiers, and there were ownerless war horses walking slowly, whispering softly. At a cursory glance, it's fine, but if you get closer, you'll find that most of the corpses are not whole, and there are pieces of flesh and blood scattered on the ground.

In the sudden artillery bombardment just now, the thousands of soldiers who rushed to the front could no longer find a single one who could stand up, after all, they were too dense just now, and the firearms of the southern barbarians seemed to have been calculated, concentrated in this small open space from the camp to the wall, and even erased all the protruding rocks on this piece of land.

"It's easier said than done." Boyan slowly stepped on the soft ground, and he didn't know if it was blown up softly, or because it was soaked in too much blood, "Now there are southern barbarians in the south and north of the mountain, and they must be in a tight position, and they even think that the southern barbarians have no intention of attacking the camp at all, they are just in a position waiting for us to break through." ”

Zhang Hongfan took a breath of cool air, how many firearms does the Southern Barbarian still have, which is so powerful and even better than the earth-shattering thunder? Could it be that the 20,000 elite Mongol cavalry really wanted to be wiped out here in such the most sloppy way?

"General Qiyu, the Southern Barbarian has attacked the mountain!" A soldier came quickly, "There are tens of thousands of people, and it is estimated that it will not be long before we can reach the bottom of the wall." ”

Zhang Hongfan subconsciously looked at Boyan, but what surprised him was that Boyan's eyes showed a look of surprise: "Attacking the mountain? Good at attacking the mountain! The order went down, all the soldiers were assembled and were not allowed to approach the wall! ”

"Do you want to break through at this time?" Zhang Hongfan hurriedly said, a little anxious, "The Southern Barbarians must attack the mountain with the crossbowmen concentrated in the rear, and if they break through at this time, won't they all expose the soldiers to the bows and crossbows?" ”

Boyan's eyes were blazing: "Even if it is exposed under the bow and crossbow." There is no alternative to that. After all, it is estimated that six or seven thousand soldiers should still be able to assemble by now, with these people and the high terrain, if we want to fight a bloody road, no one can stop it! What's more, the Southern Barbarian took a wrong step. They shouldn't have attacked the mountains. ”

"You mean that they chose to attack the mountain, which explains ・・・・・・," Zhang Hongfan realized.

Boyan nodded: "It means that their firearms are gone, and our chance has come." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he had already walked briskly to the stable not far away, most of the horses in it had run away or died from the shelling, but fortunately there were still a few horses. Boyan's personal guards have long been gone. However, there were many more big pits in the place where he was standing just now, and those guards had become a part of the earth.

Zhang Hongfan thought about it, and suddenly picked up a flag from the ground, although the flagpole had been broken, and the black flag was full of mud, but he could still vaguely recognize that this was Boyan's flag, as if he had made up his mind, this young general who had just escaped from the battlefield of Anyang Beach quickly followed Boyan's figure.

A black flag danced in the wind, and the originally chaotic Mongolian soldiers finally found their long-awaited backbone. To Boyan's relief. There were nearly 10,000 soldiers gathered around the general banner, of which five or six thousand had war horses, and the reason why these cavalry were still mounted was mainly because they were the last force of the Song soldiers who rushed into the camp, and they were arranged at the rear of the camp, outside the range of most of the flying thunder guns, so that except for the frightened war horses, there was not much loss.

The whistling arrows had already crossed the wall, but this time the Song army had miscalculated, and only corpses were left in the open space behind the wall. However, there were a few soldiers who stood up tremblingly and witnessed the baptism of this arrow.

This was followed by "Boom! With a bang, the already crumbling gate of the fortress completely collapsed, because there was no Mongolian soldier to stop it. So the Song army came quickly. It's just that the soldiers who rushed into the camp were shocked that in front of the camp there was no Mongolian foot rider except for the boundless blood-colored world!

"Oh no, the Tartars have broken through from another walled gate!" One of the Heavenly Martial Soldiers suddenly came back to his senses, "Quickly tell the brothers in the back." ”

"Dutou, what should we do then?" The ten generals beside him looked at the scene in front of him. I can't help but feel a little sick to my stomach. Although everyone has seen the tragedy of Anyang Beach, it is still difficult to avoid the feeling of nausea when you are immersed in the scene again.

If you step on the ground under your feet, you can get blood-red water, and I don't know how many people's blood is gathered together.

Frowning, they all pointed ahead: "Let's continue to rush forward, after all, our task is to occupy the Lumen Mountain camp, not to pursue the Mongolian Tatar foot cavalry." ”

It's just that before the ten generals could answer, hundreds of arrows were already whistling and rushing towards them! Fortunately, the Song sergeant had already taken precautions, and the shield bearer quickly stepped forward, while the crossbowman pulled the trigger in the direction where the arrow came from.

Behind the sparsely scattered tents or the remains of the tents in front of them, thousands of Mongol foot soldiers rushed out with shouts, each covered in blood, almost all that was left was the color of the eyes. If you don't look closely, you think it's a monster that came out of the ground, out of a pool of blood.

"Mongolian Tartar!" One of the soldiers shouted in surprise.

"It's just a few pawns, so don't worry about it." Du Tou said coldly, "Shoot the foot!" ”

He had already seen very clearly that some of these shouting Mongolian foot soldiers even had only a short knife in their hands, which would be more appropriate to describe as an embarrassed and rabble. I don't know how these guys survived the heavy shelling just now.

A few hundred people are enough to deal with such a guy. After all, the crossbowmen of the Tianwu Army had already experienced a lot of battles, but they would not be intimidated by these thousands of people, and the dense arrows roared into the crowd, and most of the Mongolian soldiers did not have shields to cover them, or their shields did not know where to throw them for a long time.

With each salvo, countless figures fell, and many more Mongol foot soldiers did not have the slightest fear, and still moved forward.

Dutou finally realized that something was wrong, and immediately looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but take a light breath. Not only were these Mongol foot soldiers lacking blades, but most of them were armed with sabers. In other words, these are not the Mongol Han foot soldiers they dealt with before, but the Mongolian cavalry without war horses!

Although there were no horses, the Mongol cavalry still fearlessly launched a decisive charge against their enemy, which those Mongol Han foot soldiers could not do.

These are troublesome! Du Tou was secretly annoyed in his heart. Hurriedly shouted: "The spearmen are forward, and the shield bearers cover not so that the Tartars can drive us out!" Someone is coming, quickly call for help from the rear! ”

"Enlighten the head!" Before he could finish speaking, a soldier had already come quickly, and it was quite timely. "The Mongol Tartar brigade infantry launched an assault on several walled gates at the same time, while the Tartar cavalry bypassed the walled wall on the west side and broke through directly, I am afraid that there will be no reinforcements for a while, and the brothers under the mountain are busy blocking the Tartar cavalry."

"!" Dutou couldn't help but scold, it was really unlucky, I didn't expect the Mongolian Tatars in this camp to be so hard, but it was unexpected. These Mongol soldiers who launched a decisive assault on various walled gates simply planned to use their own battle deaths to exchange for a chance to survive for those robes who still had war horses.

Before they all came to their senses, the Mongolian soldiers in front of them had already slammed into the spears of the Song army and the shields on them. Hundreds of people against thousands, simply competing for flesh and blood. The Tianwu Army couldn't support it at all. After all, although they are not afraid of death, their opponents are ready to fight to the death.

One shield after another was violently pushed down, and the Song army crossbowmen behind had to retreat in a hurry, while several Tianwu soldiers all pounced with the last lightly armored soldiers with their faces pale. They know very well that once the defense line is torn apart by the Mongol Tatars, then it is equivalent to giving them a way out!

This is absolutely not allowed, how can the Tianwu Army let go of a group of enemies who don't even have war horses under their noses?

"Assault rifle!" A Marquis rushed over with a swift horse, and ten assault gunners behind him lit their firearms at the same time.

A dull sound rushed over with a dense barrage, and rows of Mongolian soldiers fell silently, the expressions on their faces hideous and distorted. No one knows what kind of pain they are suffering and what kind of anger they have now.

"Kill!" Several of them were covered in blood, as if the anger in their hearts had been ignited, and they led spearmen to block the gap. However, more shields fell under the successive blows of the Mongol soldiers. More spearmen had to watch as their guns snapped between their guns because they had pierced through so many bodies.

After all, hundreds of people are against thousands of people, and it is really a bit difficult. However, fortunately, the Tianwu Army infantry of the brigade had already advanced rapidly from the other side of the camp, and the red flags danced in the wind and rushed directly into the rear of the Mongolian soldiers.

"Sons, follow a certain rush!" Jiang Hao rushed to the front, and the cavalry in the front compartment of the Tianwu Army behind had obviously been holding back for a long time. Following their command, the envoys desperately assaulted. The Tianwu sergeants of the rear brigade roared forward.

"Which brother is in front of you?!" Jiang Hao slashed off the head of a Mongolian soldier and shouted at the Tianwu soldier who was blocking the door.

"Rear compartment!" The Marquis Yu, who had arrived in a hurry with the assault gunners, shouted, "Ahead is the commander of the former Xiangjiang capital? ”

"What about the Tartar cavalry?!" Jiang Hao knocked away several Mongolian soldiers and shouted loudly, obviously with anger in his voice, because his dispute with Wang Jin caused Ye Yingwu to get the two of them to the rear of the battle, but when Jiang Hao rushed up with his men, he only saw the Mongolian foot soldiers desperately attacking in the camp.

"The Tartar cavalry broke through from the mountain gate on the west side, and my family has already chased after Yu Hou with people!" The Marquis Yu said bitterly, the Mongol Tartars sacrificed all their foot soldiers this time to get the last chance to survive for the remaining cavalry, which was indeed beyond their expectations. I knew that they had attacked the mountain together, but now it is really difficult to block the Mongolian cavalry with the manpower of the rear compartment.

Jiang Hao's face changed, and he quickly turned the horse's head: "I've been tricked!" Sons, follow a certain to kill from the south mountain gate. (To be continued.) )