Two hundred artillery pieces were fired at once, and the smoke of gunpowder instantly covered the day. The Dijon heavy cavalry, which charged five miles away, was picked up in the snow in an instant, but they did not stop the charge, one row fell, and the other made up.

Trumpets and drums, mixed with the sound of cannons, resounded through the world. Dijon's battle damage was visible to the naked eye under the indiscriminate artillery bombardment, and by the time they reached the front of the battle, the snow was already full of corpses.

"Artillery, three miles back!" The two artillery formations completed their tasks and began to retreat back, and the next battlefield was handed over to the Ma Bu Army.

"Crossbowmen!"

"Musketeers!"

"Cross-fire!"

"Whoosh ......"

"Papapa......" rain of bullets, stray arrows and arrows, two rounds of shooting were carried out in a row, and the cavalry in the front row of Dijon was almost cut by half!

The crossbows and musketeers retreated, and the girder cavalry moved forward.

"The will to fall into battle, whether there is death or life, drive out the Tartars, at this moment - the whole army, follow me, attack!" Jiang Yuntian took the lead and led the Liang cavalry into the enemy formation!

The killing sound is monstrous, and the blood is splashed on the snow! The Liang soldiers quenched their anger and hatred into swords and spears, and slashed at the Dijon Tartars!

Song Che couldn't even bear to lift the telescope, the confrontation of more than 200,000 people was as cruel as a meat grinder, and every breath was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Modern warfare is the use of guns and cannons, but in ancient warfare, it was almost hand-to-hand, hand-to-hand combat, and blood was splashed all over the body with a single knife...... The level of cruelty is completely indescribable.

The first encounter, which lasted only two quarters of an hour, won by a landslide. Dijon was left with stumps and severed arms, and began to flee to Ningling City.

The Great Liang army did not rush to pursue, but postponed the offensive, cleaned the battlefield and disposed of the prisoners, and the Dijon prisoners who could run were stripped of their armor and shoes, and those who could not run were directly killed with swords.

Half an hour later, the Great Liang army regrouped, carrying more than a thousand prisoners, and marched towards Ningling City.

"Brother Song, you call me?" Jiang Yuntian rode his horse, his golden armor had been stained red with blood, and the blood that he had not had time to clean up was frozen into ice slag, which showed that he had killed many enemies again.

"It's not hurt, is it?" Song Che first said a word of concern.

"Huh? Are you questioning my strength? Jiang Yuntian seemed to have heard a joke.

"But you still have to pay attention, the battlefield is chaotic, don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case," Seeing his friend's majestic appearance, Song Che was also relieved, he pointed to the prisoners of war walking in the ice and snow not far away, and asked: "These people, how should you deal with them?" Jiang Yuntian said: "Originally, I wanted to cut them, but when I thought that there were probably ordinary people in Ningling City, maybe I would exchange them for a group of people to come back...... I stripped them of their clothes and boots, and when they returned to Ningling, they would be frozen and crippled, and they would not be able to fight at war. Song Che said: "I have a plan, but I can break Ningling." ”

"Oh?!" Jiang Yuntian hurriedly dismounted, dragged Song Che down, pulled him aside, and lowered his voice: "It's suitable for a clever plan, say it quickly." Song Che first asked, "Do you remember how we used the captives in the past to break through the Heimu Pass, which was guarded by the Japanese invaders?" Jiang Yuntian's eyes rolled, and he suddenly realized: "You mean...... Fishing in troubled waters? ”

"Yes," Song Che said: "But it should be noted that Ningling has a city wall, which is more tightly defended than Heimu Pass, and the soldiers we mix in, first, must be the same size and appearance as the Dijon people, second, they must be able to withstand the cold, and third, they must be strong enough." Jiang Yuntian thought about it, patted his chest and said: "Don't worry, the facial features of the Dijon people and the Liang people are almost the same, the difference is only in the beard and hair accessories. Song Che said: "This plan can be kept as a backhand, if the artillery can blast the city gate open, the army can directly kill the best." ”

"Understood." Jiang Yuntian answered and hurriedly went down to do it. Song Che returned to the horse.

"Boss, don't we have a hot air balloon and fire oil? Why do you still have to attack the city the old way? Nangong Yue asked.

"You really want to know?" Song Che asked with a smile. Nangong Yue nodded. Song Che said, "Then you stretch out your index finger." Nangong Yuezhao did it.

Song Che said again: "Put it in your mouth." She did it again. Song Che said again: "Suck it, and then take it out." She did.

Song Che said again: "Finally, feel the direction of the wind." Nangong Yue felt it and suddenly realized: "It's the northeast wind blowing!" ”

"But we're heading west." Hot air balloons are

The product of "seeing the wind makes the rudder" must be in the right direction and the weather is stable, and it must not be used when there is heavy snow and cold wind.

Moreover, although the hot air balloon bombing has been trained many times, it is the first time that it has been actually used on the battlefield, and if there is an accident, it will also cause huge losses, so this big killing weapon, Song Che is ready to reserve it for the attack on Bianjing, and take 10,000 steps back, even if the hot air balloon crashes, it will crash into Dijon's main force, so as to realize its value.

Ningling is a small city that does not even have a moat, and it can be broken by a little trick without using a cattle slaughtering knife to kill chickens.

Half an hour later. Soldiers are under the city of Ningling. The walls were noticeably heightened, and a moat resembling a moat was dug under the city

"Ravine", but not wide, half a mile in front of the city gate, full of obstacles such as horses and thistles.

"Fire!" Without much nonsense, let's start with a round of artillery bombardment and directly clear the obstacles. The city gate should have been strengthened, and the cannonballs could not penetrate it, so Song Che asked the artillery to turn the muzzle and bombard the city wall.

The temporarily reinforced walls were apparently not as strong as the old walls, and were crumbling after a few rounds of bombardment.

As long as there are enough shells and enough firepower, why is it difficult to collapse the city wall?

"Daliang Army, look at who they are!" The enemy troops, who were bombarded by the artillery, finally took out their human shields.

Hundreds of old and infirm women and children were taken to the city walls.

"Ceasefire!" Artillery stopped bombing.

"Bomb, why didn't you blow it up?" The enemy defenders cut off the head of a woman with a single sword, threw it down the city wall, and shouted: "From now on, for every shell you fire, I will give you a human head!" There are more than 60,000 people in this Ningling City, how many shells do you have? ”

"You fucking brute, dare you come down and face me!" Jiang Yuntian pointed at the enemy guards and scolded.

"Noodles? Hahaha......" The guard laughed and said, "I will only play these tricks with you when you are full of food and nothing to do, and if you have the ability, you will attack the city and duel with me personally!" Jiang Yuntian gritted his teeth and endured his anger, and asked, "Do you dare to leave your name?" ”

"Why don't you dare?" The guard general said loudly: "Listen, grandpa, I am, Admiral Ningling, A Tongmu!" ”