"What's the matter, what's the matter! How did the shells of the Great Song Dynasty Division blow up on the heads of our army! ”

As soon as this round of shelling exploded, Zhong Xiangjun, who was in the southeast of the city, was hit in pieces. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 At the same time, however, hundreds of shells were deflected by the sea breeze and fell straight into the southeastern corner of Thang Long Castle, causing General Annam, who was guarding there with his troops, to scream in panic.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The shells were still raining down from the air, and they didn't stop at the general's shouts. Before the general could scream, several shells fell on the general of Annan, lifted him up, and threw him into the moat under the city.

"Run away, the Song army is not divided between the enemy and me, and it is going to cover the attack in an all-round way! Everyone, run, run! ”

Seeing that the general was killed, I don't know who in the city shouted. This exclamation sounded, okay, the Annan soldiers in the southeast corner of Thang Long City blew up the temple.

There is no longer the fighting spirit to defend the city and live, and there is no longer the fighting spirit of the bullshit emperor who can not be violated, and the reward is greater. All the Annan soldiers had only one thought in their hearts at the moment they saw the defender die in battle, and that was to escape, to escape from this place that had been turned into a purgatory on earth by artillery......

The Annan soldiers in the city began to collapse and flee in a big way, and fled towards the city. Zhong Xiangjun outside the city was even more chaotic, completely out of order by artillery fire, and his cries shook the sky.

Seeing the soldiers under his command scurrying around, the descendants of the princes and martial marquis shouted victoriously, and scattered handfuls of spirit talismans in their hands.

He was casting a spell to block the barrier with a spirit rune, and he did block some of the cannonballs from falling on his side. It's a pity that his spells can only protect themselves. In the midst of such a chaotic army, he was no longer able to stop the form of defeat and no longer be able to reverse the defeat.

After several struggles and spells, when the descendants of the princes and Wuhou completely saw that he and his subordinates had completely lost and fled back to Zhong Xiang's side. The descendant of Wuhou, who was born in the rivers and lakes, suddenly threw a spirit talisman to the ground, silently recited the law in his mouth, and escaped from the battlefield that had been turned into hell on earth by artillery fire......

The main general fled in a daze, and the group of soldiers of the Zhong Xiang army who were fleeing were suddenly even more demoralized by artillery fire.

For a while, the sound of crying fathers and mothers, the sounds of begging on the battlefield, and the voices of brothers calling between brothers became the main theme of that place. However, the funny thing is that the group of guys seemed to have forgotten that it was just the Great Song Royal Army covering the attack with heavy artillery, and no Great Song Royal Army rushed to them.

Before many of the soldiers of Zhong Xiang's army who were begging for surrender shouted a few words, they were shot and killed on the spot by those die-hard elements behind them who were unwilling to surrender and were against Zhong Xiang.

As soon as they saw that the group of die-hard elements had actually done something to their own family, the rest of those who wanted to surrender were panicked.

But soon, someone in the rebel group shouted: "Brothers, war is death, surrender is death." Regardless of whether he is still Liu Xing, there is an abandoned military village forty miles to the south. He Zhong quite started by rebellion at the beginning, I might as well kill that group of Zhong Xiang's diehards, go to the military village to expose the grass and protect himself! ”

This shout was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and suddenly aroused the last bit of fighting spirit of the soldiers of the Zhong Xiang Army who originally wanted to surrender.

The fighting spirit is back, but the direction of the charge is different. No longer working hard for others, but for yourself. Several, dozens of soldiers gathered together, and then waves and groups of soldiers quickly gathered into a large team.

As soon as the team was formed, a group of rebels who were almost under the command of almost no one actually launched a fierce attack on those Zhongxiang's diehards under heavy artillery fire in accordance with the tactics taught by the former Zhuge Wuhou descendants.

When those die-hard friends of Zhong Xiang saw this, they scolded angrily, but no one stepped forward. Not only did they not come forward, but they turned around and scattered, and no one cared who wanted to surrender or flee, and ran to the rear on their own......

"Oh, what the hell is this? Zhong Xiang's thieves, how did they fight their own people? Seeing from a distance in the clairvoyant mirror, the group of Zhong Xiangjun were killing each other, Wu Shenghua put down the clairvoyant mirror and turned his head to look at the artillery officers with a suspicious expression.

Among those officers, a colonel also put down the clairhandly mirror in his hand when he heard this, and also looked at Wu Shenghua with a strange smile and said: "General, you are not only a master who is messing around, but also directly ignited the strife and anger within the family!" Now it's okay, without our army sending a single soldier, the less than 30,000 thieves will not give him their lives again. ”

"Something is wrong."

Hearing the words of Wu Shenghua and the colonel, the lieutenant colonel put down the clairvoyant mirror suspiciously and said: "There seem to be two forces in the enemy army, one wants to surrender, and the other is Zhong Xiang's diehard. It is true that the diehards killed the capitulation faction, and the surrender faction resisted. But why did those surrendering factions choose to charge south, could it be that they weren't afraid that Zhong Xiang would send troops and horses from other places to destroy them? ”

Hearing this, Wu Shenghua stared sideways at the lieutenant colonel and asked in a deep voice: "Zhang Xiaoming, according to your boy's opinion, what are the thieves who want to surrender doing?" ”

Frowning and thinking for a while, Lieutenant Colonel Zhang Xiaoming replied: "There are only two possibilities, the first is that those boys know what Zhong Xiang's troop deployment is, and they know that Zhong Xiang has no time to care about the rebellion of that group of boys at this time. With a fluke mentality, they only temporarily united to break out of the encirclement, and then fled for their lives. ”

As soon as the words stopped, Zhang Xiaoming raised his head and stared at Wu Shenghua, and continued: "The second one may be a little bad. According to the previous airship air reconnaissance report, there is an old military village abandoned by the Annamite people forty miles south of Zhong Xiangjun. The mountains and heights there are dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack, but the lack of water on the mountains was abandoned. But if it is occupied by that group of rebels, our army will have to waste a lot of strength in the future to completely pacify this place. ”

After hearing his words, Wu Shenghua first lowered his head and thought hard. Immediately, he raised his head and shouted loudly: "Quickly, quickly pass the generalissimo, let the generalissimo arrange the troops and horses to take the abandoned military village first." Straight lady thief, grandpa doesn't want to lead troops to the ravines and ravines to play Arhat-style artillery arrays to attack the enemy. ”

A messenger turned around and left, Wu Shenghua then turned around, looked at Zhang Xiaoming and said: "Your kid's head is flexible, with many opinions and ideas, but this time I think what you said should be right." As long as you guess it, Zhang Xiaoming, after this big war, I will ask the generalissimo to give you the first credit. (To be continued.) )