One hundred and eighty chapters of the Pure Yang Array

Boom, boom, boom!

The artillery is roaring.

It was Zhang Hu's five cannons.

From a distance, I saw that the cannons of the officers and soldiers on the wall were blown up, and several "monks" and one of the enemy were blown up in the air, and the morale of the thieves was unprecedentedly high, and the cheers and drumming resounded in the sky. Zhang Hu was even more energetic: relying on the support of the demon law, the dog officers and soldiers have abused our Lao Tzu for so many days, and today will be shameful! The guns of the officers and soldiers on the wall don't dare to put them again, then it's up to Lao Tzu! With a wave of Zhang Hu's hand, five artillery pieces were dragged to a distance of sixty or seventy zhang from the west wall, spitting out projectiles one after another.

The defenders were helpless.

Nearly half a mile away, of course, the bow and crossbow could not reach. Artillery, let's not talk about the head, no official or general dares to order the cannon to be fired again at this moment - the thief put on the most vicious "Yin Gate Array" among all the evil laws, and the body of the chief military officer Jiang Shide was lying there, with a large fragment of a cannon barrel of seven or eight catties inserted in his chest, and most of his head had been blown away, who dared to move the idea of a cannon that had been cast a demon spell? There were a few bed crossbows, but the thief artillery crew sixty or seventy feet away was not as big as a bean, and no one would do that with a precious iron spear to hit the luck.

So, you can only be beaten.

Well, to say that he was beaten, is a bit of an exaggeration. At this distance, Zhang Hu's grass platform team artillery team was even more inaccurate, and many shells were smashed on the city wall, breaking a large piece of blue-gray city bricks. The tossing movement was loud and dusty, but in fact the lethal effect was extremely limited - more than a dozen shots were fired in a row, and only one crooked shot hit a wall battlement, breaking bricks and injuring several people nearby.

However, the big iron bumps rammed on the wall one after another, and the movement can be imagined, coupled with the tragic scene in front of them, the morale of the defenders fell to the lowest point, and the original pride disappeared, and they hid under the battlements with their heads in their hands, with an apocalyptic look on their faces.

Twenty or thirty shots were fired from front and back, and the artillery crew already had some experience, and at first two or three rounds swept high over the city wall and did not know where they fell, but now almost every shot can hit the city wall. However, the initial excitement of Zhang Hu and the others gradually subsided - of course, when the shelling began, it was a random bombardment, followed by Zhang Hu ordered the artillery crew to bombard the city gate, but unfortunately at this distance the city gate is not as big as a baked cake, and the tiger squat cannon does not have an observation and sighting system, and it is a waste of shells to hit anywhere thirty or forty zhang away, mostly by experience, and mostly by luck. With so many treasures in his hands, Zhang Hu was reluctant to risk letting them shoot at close range, but fortunately, the subordinates would cheer for a while every time they saw smoke and dust rising from the city wall, which should boost morale, so they just bombarded the wall with them. The bricks of the city that had been hit by the cannon collapsed, revealing a thick layer of rammed earth inside. Zhang Hu quickly estimated in his heart, if he wanted to collapse the rammed earth layer, he didn't even think about tens of thousands of cannons, this ...... Want to fight until the Year of the Monkey? No, we have to do something different! Raising his eyes and looking, Zhang Hu immediately had an idea: "All the cannons will be given to Lao Tzu to bombard the West City Tower!" ”

The castle tower looks bigger than a cake, and it must be easier to fight than the city gate, and if it can collapse the city gate tower, it will be a devastating blow to the will of the defenders to resist!

All commanded Yang Zhongguo to stand beside Jiang Shide's corpse with grief and indignation. As a high-level military position set by the grandfather when he founded the country, theoretically, all the guards in the whole province of Yu are under the command of the envoy, not only that, when the imperial court has auspicious and evil events that need to be played by the three divisions, the order of the commander should also be listed before the political envoy and the envoy. Later, after a long period of peace, the dynasty with the civil and imperial military, the five armies of the governor's palace gradually became an ornament, most of the guards have been abandoned, because of the location in the heart of the Central Plains, the strategic significance is extraordinary, the imperial court has increased the chief military officer. One is a generation of honors and nobles* and the other is a rising rookie, on weekdays, Yang Dashuai and Jiang Dashuai secretly have to have some dirty, but these days side by side against the enemy, the two generals gradually have a sense of sympathy for each other, and the two sides cooperate very tacitly, I didn't expect that the friendship just established will be separated forever, Yang Dashuai is inexplicably sad and angry. At this moment, with a "whoosh", a large iron bullet swept over Yang Zhongguo's head with the sound of the wind, followed by a loud "boom", and there was a sound of houses collapsing and exclamations in the city.

"Smack"! There was another sound, and another iron bullet grazed the corner of the West Gate Tower, and I don't know where it fell, and a few small gravels collapsed into front of Yang Dashuai's feet.

Yang Zhongguo was furious: "Where is the commander of Xuan Wuwei? ”

"The end will be." A red-faced man beside him responded with a fist, this is Xuanwuwei's commander Mu Dengke.

"Being pressed and beaten by thieves, Lao Tzu can't stand such a bird anger! Check your family, and follow Ben to open the city to meet the enemy! Yang Zhongguo yelled.

"Yang Dashuai, let's go too!" Dozens of soldiers knelt at Yang Zhongguo's feet. This is Jiang Shide's personal guards - without their master, their sky will fall, and everyone will die at this time.

"Good boy! Anyone who can ride a horse is here! ”

"Yang Shuai, I can't help it!" It was Tao Dechang, the prefect of Kaifeng, who spoke out to stop him, "There are tens of thousands of thieves outside the city, and we only have 4,000 soldiers in the city, Yang Shuai must not raise troops because of anger!" ”

How could Yang Zhongguo not know this truth, but the bloody nature of the martial artist was about to break through his reason at this moment: "Don't worry, Lord Tao, I will not fall in love with the war, and I will come back after cutting down those thieves who set off the cannons." ”

"Yang Shuai can't make a decision." Henan Patrol Shi Kaidi said, "The thief brigade is behind the artillery array, Yang Shuai attacks, the thieves will rush forward to respond, once they fall into a melee, Yang Shuai will be in danger." ”

Yang Zhongguo said: "Lord Shi, I will only lead the armor to attack, and I will go back to the ...... quickly."

"When, when, when......"

A melodious bell came, and several people were stunned, and subconsciously looked at the inner wall, only to see a bald head emerging from the road one after another! The two people who walked in the front were Ji Shu and Zhang Jian - everyone remembered that they hadn't seen these two for a long time. What are they going to do?

Not only the officials, but all the soldiers and Ding Zhuang on the wall stood up and stared at this group of monks intently. Someone cried out in a lost voice: "Dust Mage! This is the dust master of Daxiangguo Temple! ”

After Ji and Zhang arrived in the city, they just nodded to the officials, and then they both saluted the dust monk: "There is Master Lao." ”

Lichen raised a palm and lightly recited the Buddha's name in response: "Amitabha." My Buddha is merciful, and I am merciful. To cross others is to cross oneself, and donors* do not need to be polite. Then he waved his robe sleeves to his disciples, "The Buddha sacrificed his life to feed the tiger and eventually became a great road." The Dharma is in the heart, and the skin is just a bag, what is the pity? Defending the way and subduing demons, where our righteousness lies, we should know that Bodhi is not a tree, and I have no self. Let's come along. After speaking, all the monks responded to the Buddha's name, lined up along the city wall between the battlements, and then they all stepped on the battlements!

Lichen said to Li Jinzhu, who was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth: "Trouble the little donor to help the old monk, thank you." Then he pressed Li Jinzhu's shoulder and climbed up.

"Boom!" Another cannon struck, hitting the West Gate Tower, with a clattering sound, and a large piece of broken tiles burst down. But this time, no one went to see it, and everyone's attention was on this group of monks. I saw this group of monks stepping on the wall buttress, standing still, they started to untie their monk's robes, and then their underwear, and threw each one on the ground, and finally they all went to untie their trouser belts, and took off themselves naked, facing the row of female corpses outside the wall.

More than 100 naked monks clasped their palms together and their eyes drooped slightly, and there were words in their mouths, and a Sanskrit sound suddenly sounded on the west wall: "Amambi Vimo Li, Nimma Li, Yama Li, Karma Raru, Exhaustion of the Three Mannabhati Li......"

Shakyamuni casts a curse!

Legend has it that when the Buddha was about to attain Nirvana, in order to save Ananda from demonic karma, he personally gave this mantra to Prince Manjushri. As soon as the mantra was pronounced, the immeasurable demons were immediately cut off from their demonic nature, and bodhicitta sprouted, and their entanglement with Ananda was released. Therefore, this spell has the effect of subduing demons!

The volume of each monk is not high, but the low and majestic Sanskrit sound converges into a wave of sound and spreads, like the tide of the sea, but unstoppable!

Seeing so many monks coming out of the wall, and hearing the sound of incantations, the thieves were a little afraid. A guy stubbornly said: "I don't believe it yet, take Lao Tzu first!" As he spoke, he shoved a packet of gunpowder into the chamber......

Rumble!

Each cannon was firing non-stop, and the chamber temperature had exceeded the ignition point of the gunpowder. If it was a regular artillery crew, they should have known that they needed to find a way to cool down the gun body at this time, but where did these guys understand this truth? Before the bag could be pierced to the end, it exploded, the barrel of the gun was torn apart, and a gun crew was almost wiped out by the regiment.

The other four artillery groups watched in horror, and a burst of exclamation erupted from among the thieves, who had just been proudly clamoring, and then fell silent, and the clear cheers of the defenders could be heard from the top of the city.

Zhang Hu's heart sank: Not good! If the spell that Fang Ge had finally thought of was broken, the morale that had just been inspired would definitely plummet, and it would never be recovered, "Give us Lao Tzu to continue fighting!" Zhang Hu shouted angrily.

Zhang Jiucheng took out his waist knife and stepped forward: "The handsome man has an order, continue to fire!" ”

Rumble!

Another cannon blew up.

Seeing that as soon as the monks chanted the incantation, the enemy cannon exploded on its own without warning, and the Kaifeng wall suddenly turned into a boiling ocean.

Lu Shen, Wei Buqun, Yang Zhongguo and other civil and military officials have all gathered around Ji Shu and Zhang Jian, Ji Shu laughed and patted Zhang Jian's shoulder: "Brother Zhang is talented!" As soon as the thief fired the cannon, Brother Zhang told his subordinates, 'Yin and Yang are mutually restrictive, you can go to the Great Xiangguo Temple to find the masters for help'. I didn't expect that the 'Pure Yang Array' would have such a miraculous skill! All the officials raised their fingers to Zhang Jian: "Brother Zhang! This campaign should be the first! ”

"Boom!" A series of earth-shattering explosions could be heard in the distance.

Needless to say, the demon magic of their own cannons has been dissolved, so without waiting for orders, all the artillery crews rushed to fire - Zhang Hu's five cannons were all set together, and the artillery on the wall was all aimed here, and before the second round was finished, one shot hit the target, and the blown torches fell into the gunpowder pile that was randomly piled nearby, causing an explosion.

These bald donkeys are too strong, and it seems that no matter what, this cannon can't be fired. Then continue to rush to our Lao Tzu! Today, this must not be counted, fill with human lives, hit people's heads, and use corpses to build bases, even if half of these hundreds of thousands of people die, we Lao Tzu will take Kaifeng Mansion!

Siege warfare is back to the way it was before. The monks had retreated from the wall, and in order to maintain the power of the Pure Yang Array, they had not put on their pants and lined up in a slick line behind the formation—now they were reciting the Diamond Sutra. With the blessings of the great monks, the defenders became more and more courageous, while Zhang Hu's men became more and more uneasy, and even the most ferocious habitual bandits hesitated at their feet.

Tiger squat cannons, bed crossbows and other big killing weapons in the close range of more than ten zhang to twenty or thirty zhang play an incomparable huge advantage: loaded with small projectiles and then sealed with a large iron bullet wrapped in rags specially aimed at the ladder, as long as hit, broken wood flying, there will always be more than a dozen thieves lying down, bed crossbow staring at the car, an iron spear will take away seven or eight lives! It was nearly noon, and the defenders on the wall began to rotate, while the besiegers could only continue to charge in vain with hunger.

Suddenly, there was a commotion on the southern city wall, followed by a large group of routs and refugees rushing towards the western wall, they cried, pushed, crowded, trampled on each other, and the smoke and dust that kicked up obscured the vision, Zhang Hu and other generals had no idea what was happening!

* The "generations" here are only in terms of position, and in the early years of the Ming Dynasty, the commanders were indeed hereditary, but later they were forbidden - except for a limited number of border areas where Han and Fan were mixed, such as Taozhou Wei.

* It can be seen from the title that the old monk is a high monk - the monk jumps out of the red dust, and Buddhism says that all beings are equal, so whether it is a beggar or a high-ranking official, they are all called donors, and they are not called adults.

The monks set up the "Pure Yang Array" to fight against the "Yin Gate Array", which is also a real thing that has happened in history.