Chapter 134: The Battle of the Trapped Beasts

Fighting, always losing track of time. The soldiers of the Han army, from early to now, have not eaten anything at all.

They used to eat only two meals a day, but after following Captain Hu Xianbei, they ate three meals a day, and they had to have meat every day, which they didn't dare to imagine before.

Fortunately, the effect is also obvious, today's fight until now, don't look at it and change shifts, each group of battles, more than an hour and a half, the previous physical strength can not meet the requirements at all.

Seeing that the situation of the Han army was critical, many people comforted themselves in their hearts, following such a handsome, at least a few full meals, it was worth dying, and they only hoped that they could pull a few dogs on their backs before they died.

Xi Zhicai also took a fancy to this, so he immediately gave the order, and Huang Chengyan over there waved the order flag excitedly.

At that time, Zhao Yun secretly gave him the task of making this thunderbolt car.

According to legend, the stone throwing machine was invented in the Zhou Dynasty and was called a throwing car. According to the record of "Fan Li's Art of War", the flying stone weighs 12 catties, and it is 300 steps for the machine.

Stone bullets appeared earlier, that is, there were bullets first and then organic.

Among the cultural relics unearthed in the Neolithic Age, there are some stones that have been beaten and processed, which are stone bullets used by primitive people, but they were only used for throwing at that time.

After the advent of the cannon, it became a heavy weapon in war. In the original history of the Three Kingdoms, the monarchs and ministers of various countries attached great importance to the manufacture and use of throwing cars.

In the famous Battle of Guandu, Cao's army used a free-moving throwing cart to destroy Yuan's turrets and chariots, and this powerful throwing cart was called a thunderbolt.

At that time, most of the throwing cars were fixed on the ground or the base was buried in the ground, which had poor mobility and was time-consuming and laborious to install. Later for ease of movement, wheels were installed under the gun carriage.

And because the gun carriage is cumbersome, it is still very troublesome to change the direction of the projectile at any time.

For this reason, people invented the cyclone throwing car. The bolt of this cart throwing cart can move and rotate horizontally, and can throw stone projectiles in all directions, also known as a cyclone cannon.

Huang Chengyan is worthy of being a talented man in Jingzhou who is famous for his strange skills and ingenuity, and he has been secretly studying it after listening to Zhao Yun explain the principle once, and now it has finally come in handy.

I saw the stone projectile grazing over the head of the Han army and smashing straight into the ranks of the Xianbei people.

The whirring sound continued, and suddenly there was an eerie silence on the city walls.

It's not that you haven't seen cannons, but you haven't seen such a dense stream of thunderbolts, and there are stones falling from far and near.

The Xianbei people who were smashed suddenly turned on their backs, some were stoned to death on the spot, some were smashed to the point that their legs were broken and their arms were broken, and they let out a terrible scream on the battlefield.

The Xianbei people on the battlefield didn't know where to hide at all, as if there was no place without stone rain.

Seeing this kind of scene, Zhao Meng's hanging heart finally let go, and he breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't realize that he was in a hurry, and grabbed several beards off.

He used all his strength and shouted: "If you don't kill all the dogs that attacked the door, when will you wait?" ”

The Han soldiers woke up from a dream, took up their weapons one after another, and gestured to the Hu people who were still in a daze.

"It's over!" Murong Hurt always felt that something was wrong, and at this moment it was finally verified.

They were in the Han region, there were still a group of spies providing information, the scale of the Han army was clear at a glance, and the troops mobilized were all from Zhuo County, Yuyang County, Youbeiping, Shanggu, and Liaoxi, and each county was 3,000 people.

In this way, the total number should be fifteen thousand, but the full number of people who appeared on the city wall was only about 10,000, where did the remaining 5,000 go?

It turned out that they had been there all along, some were preparing stones on the mountain, and some were constantly debugging epoch-making thunderbolts, striving to give the Xianbei people the final blow.

"Bastard!" Murong Huai's lips trembled with excitement: "Despicable Han, cunning Han!" Take the drape! ”

"Father, you can't go!" Murong fell to his knees with a pout: "This is the first time that a child has called your father so solemnly, Murong is here, you won't fall, let's go!" ”

"Hurt, it's no good!" Murong Huai shook his head sadly: "Our operation this time has completely failed, let's accept our fate." ”

"Don't forget, we still have 10,000 people, and these are the elite of the tribe. Take two thousand for the Father! ”

"Father, you can't!" Murong pleaded bitterly: "Let's go, let's go immediately, let's admit defeat!" ”

"Confused!" Murong Huai scolded: "Let the three thousand men and horses scatter and escape, you lead the five thousand, and go back quickly." ”

"If the Father does not leave, he will wait for them here. Otherwise, where will the Han military rank go? ”

"Brute, why don't you go quickly? Remember, in the future, Murong's people will not be killed if they can, and our Murong family will not be able to withstand losses. ”

Murong was shocked in his heart, he always thought that he was ingenious, every younger brother who was about to become an adult was for one reason or another, disability and death, and it seemed that he had not escaped his father's eyes.

"Remember, child!" He solemnly kowtowed nine heads, held back tears, and walked out of the golden tent without looking back.

The golden tent of the Xianbei tribe is different from the golden horde of the royal court, firstly, at least large and medium-sized tribes are eligible to equip it, and secondly, it cannot exceed the size of the sandalwood locust.

"Young master!" Several people saw him walk out and hurried to catch him.

"That's it, take all the troops you have at your disposal off the battlefield!" Murong closed his eyes, and Dou Da's tears slipped silently.

He didn't wipe it either, and opened his eyes suddenly: "Speed up, let's go back to the clan immediately!" ”

The cronies didn't dare to ask the reason, so they went to prepare and didn't mention it.

"Dashuai, the Xianbei people are going to escape!" Xi Zhicai was always in a state of excitement at this time: "Shall we send someone to chase it out?" ”

"No!" Zhao Meng stroked his beard and smiled: "They can't run, Feng'er in the south, Ba'er in the west, and Aji and Genchi, Qudu, and Nayan in the east. ”

He paused, then said with a smile: "As for the north, don't even think about it, Yun'er should take their lair!" ”

Xi Zhicai couldn't help but be surprised, he knew Zhao Yun's whereabouts, but when did Zhao Feng and Zhao Ba come?

However, he is a smart person, no matter how close his relationship with Zhao Yun is, when it comes to family affairs, he keeps silent.

Zhao Meng nodded with satisfaction: "Let's go, go with Ben Shuai to meet the patriarch of the Murong Clan!" ”

"Didn't you run?" Xi Zhicai was a little surprised.

"Tiger poison doesn't eat children, does he drive away?" Zhao Meng smiled confidently: "If he wants to run, the old man will immediately surround the Murong family's castle with the army." ”

"That's right, now Yun'er is in his hands. He's going to create a chance for his son to escape! ”

Jiang is still old and spicy, although he has not been a high-ranking general, nor has he commanded a major war, this is the first time that more than 10,000 troops have been mobilized in the name of Captain Hu Xianbei.

He grasped one thing, and that was the human heart.

"Murong Huai, you didn't run!" Zhao Meng took the lead and ran out of the camp.

There were stones everywhere, and the horse did not move smoothly, so he simply jumped off the horse and walked.

"Captain Zhao, come on, I'm waiting for you!" Murong Huai rode his horse and waited for him. (To be continued.) )