More than 100 catties of heavy objects smashed on the ground, even a hundred meters away, Liu Pet still felt a slight vibration under his feet. Every time the cannon was thrown, it carried a huge sound, and the heavy object hit the city wall, smashing the earth and stones on the city wall. In terms of movement alone, the largest artillery of the Song army cannot be compared.

As a firearms faction, Liu Pet couldn't help but consider the advantages and disadvantages of returning guns and firearms. After participating in the attack on a large city like Kaifeng and Luoyang, Liu Chong was very sure that if the Song army attacked Cangzhou, it would have taken this city a long time ago.

However, the power of the return cannon was already the limit of what an army like the Red Turban Army could have, and after only firing more than fifty heavy rounds, the wall of Cangzhou City was smashed down. The place where it was hit was deeply recessed, and the loess formed a slope instead of a wall that was erected.

It's still too slow, and the accuracy is still too low! Liu Pet sighed in his heart.

For the next two hours, the Red Turbans continued to use trebuchets to attack the walls of Cangzhou. There are more and more gaps in the recess, and the slope at the gaps looks more and more gentle. The time for melee combat has arrived.

Qin Mohuan returned to the front of his team at this time, and he said happily to everyone: "The general said that this time when Cangzhou was captured, all those who originally did not have steel armor were replaced by steel armor. Each person was given another cape. As for the loot, according to the previous rules, we will take it first! ”

The first half of the words did not cause any reaction, and the second half was about himself, and Qin Mohuan's team was happy. There was no joy on the face of Sun Fu, the second head of the family, and these treatments were the model of Song Jun from beginning to end. At the beginning, Gongsun Fu was still very happy, but after a long time, he lost interest. Seeing that Qin Mohuan no longer said what happened next, Gongsun Fu couldn't help but ask: "Leader Qin, after fighting Cangzhou, let's fight Dadu next." Is it difficult for the imperial court or just to give us these things? ”

Most of the brothers didn't know what Gongsun Fu wanted to say, and they could get more benefits when they heard it, so everyone quieted down and listened carefully. Gongsun Fu also said unabashedly: "Let's work for the court, the court only gives money, but not to the officials, I think this is always unfair to the brothers." ”

Hearing that there was an official to do, some brothers' eyes lit up, and some brothers asked with doubts on their faces: "How should this official be?" ”

"Being an official is riding a high-headed horse, and more than a dozen wives in the family go in and out of the sedan chair, giving orders. Everyone else has to obey the orders of the officials. If you don't listen, you will be killed. "Some of the brothers who have met the Mongolian officials can't help but talk about the benefits of the officials.

After listening to his companion's description of such a situation, the soldiers who had only seen the officials in the Red Turban Army couldn't help but say: "But I don't think General Zhang and General Liu are like this......

This is true, and the brother who greatly described the benefits of the Mongolian officials is also speechless. But Zhang Shijie and Liu Pet all do things according to Song Jun's standards, which can be said to be quite simple and simple. Eating a big pot of rice, there is no arrogant posture in Pingsuri. It could be said that it was a world of difference from the brother's description of the extravagance and extravagance of Mongolian officials.

However, this brother was not willing to give in, and quickly found an argument in his favor, and the brother was already blushing and his neck thick. In the end, he stiffened his neck and said, "General Zhang and General Liu's officials are too small. If the official is bigger, it will be like this. ”

"Cut!" When the crowd heard this completely unreliable statement, they gave the brother a great mockery. Zhang Shijie is a five-way bar, and Liu Pet and others are four-bar. The brother who spoke was a red scarf and a bar, which was too far away from the four bars and the five bars.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Qin Mohuan ended this verbal dispute with a broken drink. Glancing at the brothers with a serious expression, Qin Mohuan continued: "I have already asked about this matter. The court said that after the end of this war, the court gave everyone two ways, one was to serve as a soldier for the court. But the soldiers of the imperial court are different from what we have seen, and there are many disciplines when they are soldiers here in the imperial court, which is what is sung in the song of the three disciplines and eight points of attention. So I'm going to tell you about this after this battle. I know you look down on what is sung in that song. ”

At the mention of the three disciplines and eight points of attention, Qin Mohuan's subordinates all showed some disapproving expressions. Obey discipline and listen to commands, although these people know it, they don't like it very much. As for the seizure of Jiaogong, Qin Mohuan's subordinates all said that they could not accept it. If there is no spoils of war, why should everyone fight? That is, people like Qin Mohuan who are not fighting for personal interests will choose like this.

Gongsun Fu frowned slightly, he wanted to continue asking, but he felt that it was not appropriate to say so in public.

"Let's talk about these things after this battle!" Qin Mohuan shouted to the brothers. The brothers also gathered their mood and prepared to fight.

The array of the Red Turban Army was divided into two parts, the front was the troops under the Great Song Dynasty, and the troops under the Great Song Dynasty were also responsible for guarding on each side. The other Red Turbans were in a safer position. Qin Mohuan's brothers were used to this, and they all knew that General Zhang Shijie and General Liu Chong of the Great Song Dynasty would never eat meat in the back by themselves, and let the brothers of the Red Turban Army gnaw bones in front.

Sure enough, the Red Turban Army, which directly belonged to the Great Song Dynasty, quickly took action. Just as the last projectiles were dropped, they began to move towards the gap in the wall. When the crowd approached the wall, they lowered their armor. It wasn't until the armor began to climb the slope towards the walls that people in the city began to shoot arrows downward. However, these bows and arrows had no effect on the steel armor of the Song army. Qin Mohuan, who was behind, saw that the Song army quickly attacked the city and began to engage the Mongol army on the city wall.

Qin Mohuan felt as if a fire was burning in his heart, he had also fought many battles with the Mongolian army, and he knew what kind of protection the steel armor on his body had. Since he joined the army, he has only been injured four times, and each time he was smashed on Qin Mohuan by the other party with a heavy weapon. In addition, the enemy's swords, guns, bows and arrows could not help Qin Mohuan at all.

After another moment of fighting, more Song troops rushed to the city. The enemy army in the city was unable to defeat the Song army when they were superior in numbers, and as the numerical advantage disappeared, they were quickly defeated from the city. Qin Mohuan took a deep breath and shouted at his brothers, "Prepare to kill the enemy!" ”

More than half an hour later, the gate of Cangzhou was opened, and the Red Turban Army poured into the city from the open gate. Qin Mohuan led the team into a street. Houses were closed on both sides of the street, and the Mongol soldiers who had fled tried to hide in the homes of the people were shut out by the gates.

Some of them who had already mixed their heads slammed on the door, and the loud noise attracted the attention of Qin Mohuan's subordinates, and they caught up and killed the Mongolian soldiers who had not had time to break open the door in front of the door.

Qin Mohuan walked across a haystack, suddenly raised his spear and stabbed into the haystack, and with a terrible scream, the haystack rolled for a while, and several people ran out. None of them were hurt, they just ran out in fright. Qin Mohuan's subordinates were nearby, and they killed these few in the blink of an eye. After killing these guys, everyone immediately gathered around to search for loot.

In the battle, the troops directly under the Great Song Dynasty would attack the city first, and the leaders of the other Red Turban Army would then enter the city to annihilate the Mongols. After the Mongols were killed, all their belongings went to the Red Turbans who killed them. In addition, half of the silk and satin found in the official offices and other places occupied by the Song army will also be given to these people who are responsible for killing the Mongol army.

Whenever something of value was found, some people cheered and hurriedly put the loot in their pockets. Qin Mohuan's attention was not here, he pulled back the spear, but the guy in the haystack came out with the barrel of the spear. And after this guy jumped out, he actually held a long knife and killed Qin Mohuan. It's all like we're going to die together.

Qin Mohuan raised his foot and kicked it in the chest, and the sturdy sole of his shoe pressed heavily on the man's chest. A mouthful of blood spurted out, although the knife in his hand still came by inertia, and was easily blocked by Qin Mohuan with his gauntlet. The guy rolled on the ground a few times, his body convulsed, and he couldn't live.

The brothers beside Qin Mohuan went up to the house, and then began to search for the loot. Qin Mohuan continued to move forward, and at this time he was in the best mood. Defeat the enemy, kill the enemy, it all feels so good. Qin Mohuan felt that he was the master of the battlefield at this time. Own your own life and decide the life and death of others.

Continuing forward, Qin Mohuan's team first searched the corners and corners of the street. Soon and easily, more than 20 Mongolian soldiers were found, and they were killed.

After searching these, Qin Mohuan continued to lead the team forward and searched the street in front of him again.

At this time, the city was small, and there were only a few streets. Qin Mohuan and the other Red Turban Army arrived at the core of the last guard of the Mongol army, the official yamen.

At this time, the yamen was surrounded to death, and the corpses outside were all scattered and scattered, and they were basically killed by bows and arrows in the battle. At least he was shot and then stabbed to death. There were also a few arrows stuck in the closed door.

The Red Turban Army, which only belonged to the Great Song Dynasty, had already lined up, and someone ordered: "Throw grenades into it." ”

Immediately a strong grenadier stepped forward, the first grenadier picked up a huge grenade weighing two or three pounds, and the person next to him lit a fuse in a bamboo tube, and the grenadier struggled to throw this iron-clad grenade into the air. The black grenade made a beautiful arc and flew into the yamen. A moment later, a loud bang came out, and the inside of the yamen was immediately dusty. Even the cracks in the door of the gate were smoking, and the inside must have exploded badly.

"Throw it again in a different position!" The commander commanded.

The grenadiers immediately obeyed the order, and not long after, a grenade weighing two or three pounds flew into the Mongolian yamen wall from another position, and the smoke and dust inside were blown up.

"Sir, don't blow up. We surrender! We surrender! Someone inside shouted with a crying voice.

"Open the door now, or we'll keep blowing it up!" The commander shouted loudly into the wall.

The door was still open, but there was a scream from inside the wall. Then someone shouted in non-fluent Chinese: "We will not surrender even if we die." ”

Hearing these desperate words, the commander laughed, and then ordered the grenadiers: "Keep bombing!" ”