There was some dim and low sky in the north of Lin'an City, which was brightly illuminated by bursts of artillery fire and explosions at this time! The cannonballs dragging orange or dark red tail flames, like meteors falling from the sky, rolled and sprayed into the air at a speed that could be detected by the naked eye, and then smashed into a huge Song fortress below.

This is a hundred-pound cannonball, just the huge inertia generated from falling from the sky has made a gap in the seemingly solid city wall, and then there are bursts of earth-shattering loud noises, stones, mud blocks, fragments of weapons, and pieces of human bodies that are time to be unlucky, all of which were thrown into the air at once! Huge black pillars of smoke also rose from the sky above the fortress.

After only two rounds of shelling, a fortress made of masonry and rammed earth was already shrouded in smoke and fire, as if it were crumbling.

"This, this, this ......"

Standing on the city wall in the north of Lin'an City, Jia Yidao, who witnessed a round of mortar salvo fire from the Ming army, was immediately stunned, and his legs and feet were weak for a while.

All the Song officers and soldiers on the city wall were all pale at this time, and many of them did not stand firmly, and they were so frightened by the shelling scene in front of them that it was like a meteor hitting the ground.

They are used to shelling and explosions, and Lin'an City is equipped with many cannons, and there are dozens of copper cannons weighing 10,000 catties alone! The scene of the 10,000-pound cannon test is familiar to everyone. But I had never seen such a powerful artillery bombardment, and the officers and soldiers defending the city were all pale and a little timid. I was scared to pee my pants!

What made them even more depressed was that none of them saw where the artillery of the Ming army was! Some Song generals held up binoculars. After looking around for a while, there was still no artillery fired by the Ming army.

Even the enemy's artillery could not be found. How can this be countered?

Li Tingzhi was still more clever, looked at it for a long time, put down the binoculars and said to Jia Rudao: "Taishi, the cannons of the thief army must not be direct fire, most of them are placed in the trenches...... And those cannons are not solid bullets, but like iron cannons, they will bloom when filled with H medicine. ”

Jia Rudao just hummed, and the whole person was still like losing his soul, and he didn't express any opinions. The staff and regimental training officers around him. But there was a lot of discussion.

"Straight lady thief, what kind of cannon is this, is it lacking in virtue? Hit in a pit, or projectile, how can we fight? Is it hard to stand up and be bombed? ”

"I can't hold on, I can't stand it! Zhenbei Jiazi Fort was bombed like this, it would be good to last a day! ”

"But what can I do if I don't stand up? Sortie? Can you beat others? ”

"But if you don't attack, the three forts in the north of the town can hold out for three days at most, and the three forts will be finished. The Ming army was able to dig the trench to the castle, how long could the northern wall of Lin'an be carried? ”

After discussing for a while, everyone quieted down again, and the situation in front of them was clear. The destructive power of the new artillery of the Ming army on the city walls is huge, if they are allowed to bombard indiscriminately. Lin'an City can hold the sky for a month. But to attack to destroy the artillery of the Ming army means to fight a field battle. Did the Song army in Lin'an City have such combat effectiveness?

Jia Rudao has no idea now, his original wishful thinking was based on siege warfare. Now the Ming army is clearly going to attack the fortifications, and it is extremely sharp as soon as it strikes. He set his sights on Li Tingzhi. Li Tingzhi shook his head.

"Can't attack...... Can't beat it! He frowned and said, "The trenches and artillery forts of the thieves have been erected, and there are deer barricades and horses in front of the trenches to protect them. Now the attack is not a field battle but a storm, and there is no chance of victory. ”

It's enough to choke in the field, let alone attack fortifications? Li Tingzhi's opinion is very pertinent.

"How's the night raid?" On the city wall, a regimental drill leader from nowhere gave his opinion.

Jia Yidao and Li Tingzhi listened to it, but at the same time they shook their heads with a wry smile. The person who made this suggestion must be a scholar who has never been in battle, and he can't fight during the day, and he still fights at night? Do you really think that the Ming army is a fool and will sleep to death on the battlefield?

Li Tingzhi said: "Night battles need more elite soldiers, elite soldiers can be ten in night battles, weak soldiers are defeated by ten in night battles, and thieves' elite soldiers can't be beaten in night battles." ”

In night battles, it is difficult for officers to control the battlefield, and the supervising team cannot figure out the direction, so they basically rely on the self-consciousness of the soldiers. And relying on self-consciousness, how can group training compare with other scholars? Tuan Lian is a tenant who mixes rice, and Shijue is a professional noble soldier. The regimental training soldiers asked the officers to supervise the battle team during the day, and they might be able to fight a dozen, but in the dark night, they didn't pretend to be dead and deserted.

The head of the regimental training shook his head with his beard, and said with a bitter expression: "What can I do about this?" It can't be fought during the day, it can't be fought at night, and the city can't hold it...... Is it really that there is no way to heaven and no way to enter the earth? ”

Li Tingzhi shook his head, "There is still a way," his brows furrowed tightly, and he said thoughtfully, "Let's dig a trench too...... Dig three miles away from the north and east of the city, and use trenches to ditches to block the Ming army! ”

As soon as his words fell, everyone's feet shook slightly, and then there was another loud noise. It turned out that the mortars of the Ming army began the third salvo. The rate of fire of the ten-inch mortar gun was very slow, only four rounds were fired in an hour, and forty-eight rounds were fired continuously for twelve hours a day. But what was blasted out was a 120-pound iron ball, the kind that would still explode!

The iron ball fell, and suddenly smashed more than a dozen gaps in the wall of the Jiazi Fort in the north of the town, followed by a series of explosions that shook the mountains. In the Jiazi Fort in the north of the town, it is already like a hell at this time.

Garrisoned at Jiazi Fort in the north of the town was Ma Zheen's Dinghai Regiment Training. Because Dinghai is relatively wealthy, it can raise more military spending, and it is on the front line against the Ming Dynasty. Therefore, the Dinghai regimental training army is a relatively good one among the large number of regimental training troops in Lin'an City. Therefore, they were very sad to be arranged by Li Tingzhi (the actual commander of the Lin'an Song Army) to guard the three forts in the north of the town, and they were not guarded to the end, as long as they were stationed for ten years, they would be replaced. Today is already the eighth day, and I can pass it safely, but I didn't expect the Ming army to open artillery bombardment at this moment!

As soon as the successive explosions had passed, Ma Zheen was helped up from the fortress where his personal retinue had been beaten to pieces. In three rounds of shelling, about 70 shells weighing 120 pounds fell in the Jiazi Fort in the north of the town, some smashed the city wall, and some fell inside the fortress and exploded. Many old houses in disrepair (the forts outside Lin'an City were built by Gaozong Dynasty) were blown up.

Ma Zheen's face was ugly, panting heavily, and he looked frightened. There was a commotion outside. Ma Zheen pushed away the entourage who was supporting him, and strode out of the strongest official office in the fortress. This is where Ma Zheen's festival hall is located, and it is also the place where he takes refuge from the cannons.

"Collapsed, collapsed, the wall collapsed!"

"Can't hold it, can't hold ......"

"The thief is coming, run!"

There was already chaos outside the official office, and there were soldiers everywhere who had lost their weapons and scurried around with their heads like headless flies. The city wall to the north has been broken down for a long time, and the rammed earth of the city bricks has collapsed to form a slope, and you can go up with a charge! Beneath the north wall, there were many human bodies lying on the ground, some of them crushed by stones, dirt, or anything else. Some of them were gone, as if they were dead. Some were still wailing, and some were even worse, as if they had been cut by something, their hands and feet were cut off, and their whole body was turned into a blur of flesh, and the blood that flowed out stained the ground around them red, and there were some white, yellow, and pink meat sauce like stuff scattered everywhere. Mo said that it was an ordinary soldier, but Ma Zheen, the head of the regimental training who was born in Lin'an martial arts, had a feeling of wanting to vomit out the overnight meal when he saw this scene.

The shouts of the Ming army had passed through the smoke of gunpowder and the mournful shouts of the regimental training soldiers to Ma Zheen's ears.

Zhenbei Jiazi Fort is coming to an end!

Ma Zheen desperately suppressed this thought, suddenly pulled out his sword, and shouted: "Protect the Great Song, protect the Holy Dao, and punish the cult!" Then, regardless of whether anyone followed him or not, he rushed up the slope formed by the collapsed masonry and rammed earth with his head covered. He looked up and saw that the battlefield was shining with silver light, and countless Daming steel armor soldiers had jumped out of the trench and rushed towards the Jiazi Fort in the north of the town like a tide. At the forefront were armoured with swords and shields, and there was no exclusion of a tight phalanx, a moving battle line shoulder to shoulder, followed by steelarmies armed with rifles, and finally a row of steelarmies armed with horizontal swords (they were pikemen, but they didn't need spears during the siege).

In the blink of an eye, these steel-armored soldiers had rushed to the north of the town less than fifty steps in front of the Jiazi Fort, and had already begun to move away the deer and horses that were blocking the road, and they were about to hit the slope. Majen took a sharp breath, turned around and ran down the slope, shouting like crazy.

"Protect the Great Song Dynasty, protect the Holy Dao, and punish the cult! Protect the Great Song, protect the Holy Dao, and punish the cult......"

As he shouted, he swung his sword and slashed at the fleeing soldiers. "Don't retreat, don't run, kill without mercy! Give the regiment training to kill the thief! Kill the thief! ”

It's a pity that after shouting for a long time, few people gathered around him, but the Ming army team rushed up the slope. Several members of the Dinghai Ma family were also Ma Enzhe's personal entourage, and when they saw that something was wrong, they hurriedly gritted their teeth and rushed up, first knocked down Ma Enzhe's sword, and then hugged his waist and carried his feet to carry him to the south gate of the castle, which had been opened......

The one-sided hand-to-hand fight immediately unfolded in the Jiazi Fort in the north of the town, and the result was of course no suspense. Only an hour after the Lin'an offensive began, a branch fort fell! (To be continued......)