For two days, the Mongol army only tentatively harassed, and the Song army calmly attacked, with hundreds of soldiers killed and wounded on each side. In the early morning of the third day, the cold wind was bitter, the warm sun was shining, the drums in the Mongolian army camp were dense, and the sound of horns was continuous, breaking the silence of heaven and earth. Countless Mongol troops rode out of the camp and gathered in the field in front of the camp.

"Prepare for battle!"

In the camp of the Song army, the heralds galloped on horseback and gave orders loudly. The Song army was summoned, and the battle formation was neat and ready for battle.

"Gao Guoshou, the artillery will be handed over to you!"

Cao Shixiong, the commander of the command, shouted loudly, beat his horse past the artillery position, and at the same time shouted a loud admonition.

"General rest assured!"

Gao Guoshou replied loudly, and when he saw Gao Hu, who waved at him after Cao Shixiong's horse, he nodded subconsciously.

On the Yangzhou front, he and Gao Hu are two Lin'an Popi, Zhang Zhongxia, Wang Gui and Du Cheng are all in Hexi, and Fang Hai and Du Xian are in the coastal preparation division, and the opportunity to meet is too difficult.

This time in the Hanzhong War, the emperor is bound to win, Zhang Zhongxia and them, I don't know if they will go south, can they meet?

The Mongolian army marched forward like a tide, with all the foot and horse, the shield was like a wall, the ballista and the stone thrower were mixed in the middle, and there were some chariots with baffles in front of them, and the iron pipes exposed on them flashed faintly, and behind each chariot, there were more than ten Mongolian soldiers following forward. Perhaps because of the fear of the firearms of the Song army, the distance between the Mongolian army's ballista and chariot stone thrower increased, and it was no longer as dense as before.

"On the car of the Tatar army, is it artillery?"

Wang Jian was stunned for a while, and subconsciously asked.

The Torre army attacked the city, and the Song scouts were separated by the Mongol rangers, who did not see the two sides fighting, and did not know that the Mongol army already had firearms.

"General, it should be artillery. Look at the waists of those Tatar sergeants, it seems to be a thunderstorm! ”

Cao Shixiong on the side was also surprised, and his brows were tightly locked.

If the Mongolian army also had artillery and earth-shattering thunder, this battle would not be easy to fight.

"Pass the order, there are artillery and earth-shattering thunder in Tatar, be careful!"

Wang Jian's face was solemn and he handed down the military order.

This fierce battle may be much more tragic than he imagined.

Gao Guoshou, the commander of the artillery, saw the Mongolian army coming densely, and his heart beat faster and his scalp was numb.

If ten thousand horsemen charge into battle, whether they can withstand it is not yet known?

The Mongol army stopped three miles before the Song army's main array, and they did not choose the cavalry attack at the first time, but chose to attack on the left flank on foot, and the direction was the mountain position on the right flank of the Song army. And the infantry dispatched by the Mongolian army is naturally also the Han army under Liu Heima.

The siege of Xingyuan Fucheng returned in vain, and the Han army lost half of its men and horses.

The drums were beating endlessly, and countless Han troops held shields, pushed chariots, ballistas, stone throwers, etc., and attacked the rugged mountains like a tide.

The mountain ridge is only thirty or forty meters high, about a mile long, the width is only less than half a li, the slope is more than 30 degrees, it is not steep, the terrain on the mountain ridge is undulating, it was originally overgrown with jujube trees and locust trees, but unfortunately now they have been cut down, so as not to be attacked by the Han army.

The Han army's shields covered their bodies, and many people followed behind the chariot artillery carriages, cautiously, and soon attacked a mile in front of the Song army's mountain ridge, and the Song army on the mountain ridge was already far away.

Suddenly, on the position of the Song army on the mountain ridge, puffs of smoke erupted, and the mountains seemed to be shaken, and in the muffled thunder, dozens of general cannons opened fire together, and dozens of solid iron balls flew in the air, splitting their heads and covering their faces, and went straight to the attacking Han army. The iron ball bounced and leaped on the solid ground, smashing out the flesh alleys, several ballista stone throwing machine gun trucks were smashed over, and the surrounding Han soldiers were killed and wounded, and the screams came one after another.

The Han army was dense, the Song army artillery was fierce, and all kinds of vehicles were constantly being smashed to pieces. However, after the siege of Xingyuan Fucheng, although the Han army was frightened, it still braved the artillery fire of the Song army and continued to move forward.

"Puffy Puff!"

Seeing that the Han army was densely packed, and the distance was about two hundred steps closer, the sound of artillery on the mountain ridge sounded again. This time, nearly 100 alphabet cannons opened fire one after another, the cannons rumbled, the gun carriages and crossbow carapults in front of them were overturned, and the Han troops were overturned one by one, the shields were shattered, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

The Han army raised their shields one after another, widened the distance, and ran more quickly.

"Artillery! Fast! Bomb them to Lao Tzu! ”

Tian Xiong, the general of the Han army, held a shield and took the lead, directing the Han army's artillery chariots forward.

In the first battle of Wuxiu Pass, it was he who infiltrated Beiguan and blew up the gate, making great contributions to the Han army.

The Han army sacrificed their lives to move forward, and soon reached the foot of the mountain, the Han army got out of the way, and a small cannon was pushed out, and they were erected on the slope in front of the mountain ridge, and the Han army began to adjust the angle, load ammunition, and be busy making a mess.

The soldiers of the Song army on the mountain ridge were all taken aback, and no one expected that there would be artillery in the Mongolian army. Surprised, the artillery of the Han army had already fired, and the shotguns flew and went straight to the Song army on the mountain.

The Song army dodged one after another, but some soldiers were still knocked to the ground, and there was a bloody storm, and there was a commotion in the Song army. The Han army fired artillery continuously, and the Song army was pressed and couldn't raise its head, and the Han army's foot soldiers took the opportunity to attack the mountain ridge like a tide.

"Bomb dropping!"

The roars of the generals of the Song army rang out one after another, and on the mountain ridge, countless smoking iron bumps were thrown down, and they fell on the hillside one after another, and some rolled down and fell in front of the mountain ridge, and in front of the mountain slope, bursts of smoke rose in front of the mountain ridge.

The earth-shattering thunder continued, and the rolling stones rained down from the mountains, it was difficult to dodge, and the screams continued, and the Han army attacking the mountains was smashed to the bones, and the flesh and blood were blown up. The rolling stones rolled down the hillside, smashing over countless artillery trucks, and the Han gunners around the artillery trucks were also poisoned, killing and wounding.

The Han artillery trucks were smashed over, the Han soldiers were killed and wounded, and countless Han soldiers sacrificed their lives to climb the mountains. The distance between the two armies is getting closer and closer, the feather arrows up and down the mountains and mountains are firing at each other, the earth-shattering thunder flies up and down, and both Song and Mongolia are suffering countless casualties.

Although the power of the Han army's earth-shaking thunder was not as powerful as that of the Song army, it could not withstand the large number of people, and each sky-shaking thunder exploded, although most of them were a few pieces of iron, but it also brought casualties to the Song army. Similarly, the Song army's earth-shattering thunder was huge, and by virtue of the mountain, it was condescending, and it was even more lethal to the Han army.

"All of them!"

The earth-shattering thunder of the Han army exploded one after another, and pieces of broken iron flew wantonly, killing and injuring the soldiers of the Song army. The Song army's shield was blocked, people hid behind, and comrades took the opportunity to throw bombs to kill and injure the other party. The two sides went back and forth, and the war fell into a stalemate for a while. On the top of the hillside, thunder and explosions rang one after another, pillars of smoke rose, and the long and half-mile-wide mountain was full of dead bodies, full of bloody wounded. In comparison, the Song army's earth-shaking thunder was powerful, and the iron piece produced by an explosion was two to three times that of the Han army, or even more, and the speed and strength of the iron piece were stronger and more lethal. And the casualties of the Han army were also significantly greater than those of the Song army.

The smoke column on the hillside is rolling, and the cannon sound is also continuous on the mountain ridge, and the artillery of the Song army is coming and going, firing artillery at the Han army under the mountain range.

Countless Han soldiers still fought their way up, regardless of the casualties, and the two sides finally made contact on the mountain ridge, and fierce hand-to-hand combat began.

The Han army attacked the mountain ridge, and faced countless Song army pikemen rushed up, and the Han army's forward offensive was immediately stopped.

The mountains were rugged, uneven, and in most places, the Song army could not be arrayed, so they worked in groups of two or three to fight close to the Han army.

Although there is no shortage of brave people in the Han army, they can't stand the opponent's proper cooperation and ruthless marksmanship, and they are often stabbed to death without one or two rounds. Countless Han soldiers were stabbed to the ground, and yin and yang were separated in an instant.

The terrain of the mountains is rugged, the two sides come and go, fighting fiercely, the Han army is mostly the outlaws of the two rivers, with heavy casualties, but it makes them more murderous, and there are constantly Song soldiers who are killed, both sides are killed with red eyes, until the death is resting.

The Han army continued to climb the mountains, and the Song army entered the white-knuckle battle, the two sides came and went, the mountains of Lixu were crowded, countless Han troops were stabbed down the ridge, and countless Han troops continued to rush up. Corpses and blood, hillsides everywhere.

Tian Xiong was brave and led a group of Han soldiers to rush up the mountain and join the battle group, and the battle between the two sides was even more tragic.

Tian Xiong Hedong warrior, superb martial arts, amazing divine power, he used a shield to separate the spears of the two Song soldiers, and when the two Song soldiers retreated, he followed with a knife, slashing a Song soldier at the neck of the bloody arrow, screaming and falling. Tian Xiong slashed at another Song soldier.

Song Bing could have retreated to avoid it, but when he saw the tragic death of another comrade, he rushed into anger and stabbed Tian Xiong in the throat with his spear.

Song Bing's fighting style of dying together made Tian Xiong flash in a hurry, Song Bing's spear stabbed him in the left shoulder, Tian Xiong's heavy knife slashed at Song Bing's helmet, and Song Bing was bleeding and fell to the ground.

Tian Xiong endured the pain in his left shoulder, followed with a knife, and wanted to end up with the life of the Song soldier who fell to the ground, and the two Song soldiers in the back followed, one left and one right, stabbing Tian Xiong in the throat and armpit. Tian Xiong had no choice but to withdraw the long knife and separate a spear, the shield in his left hand wanted to separate the other spear, due to the pain in the wound on his left shoulder, the shield was not raised at an angle enough, and the Song Bing spear slid across the shield and stabbed Tian Xiong in the face, and when he landed, he was drenched in blood, his face blossomed, and he was blind in one eye.

Under the severe pain, Tian Xiong was ruthless, jumped forward and slashed at Song Bing, who injured his left cheek, Song Bing was not afraid, and stabbed straight with his spear, and it was Tian Xiong's throat. The other Song soldier also raised his gun and went straight to Tian Xiong's leg.

Tian Xiong was surprised, and he could only flicker and move, and took a few steps back. The two pikemen pressed forward step by step, and the dead soldiers around Tian Xiong hurried to catch up. Tian Xiong was injured in the eye and shoulder, bleeding all over his face, and he wanted to take the lead, but was forcibly helped down by his subordinates.

The Han army was not afraid of life and death, the Song army was disciplined and well-trained, and the dogs and teeth of both sides were staggered, and the casualty figures soared. The Song army always held the mountain, and the Han army died batch after batch, but it was always difficult to gain a foothold in the mountain.

On the mountain, the earth-shattering sound of artillery continued, and iron balls flew all over the sky, smashing into the Han army's foot soldiers rolling in front of the mountain. The earth-shattering thunder of the Song army was constantly thrown down from the mountains, and the mountain slopes were filled with gunsmoke, pungent and unpleasant.

Unconsciously, two hours have passed, and thousands of people on the mountains are fighting tirelessly. The two sides fought bloodily and never gave up.

As the war continued, the Song army's superiority in firearms was revealed, from the front of the mountain to the hillside, the Han army's artillery was completely destroyed by the Song army, and there was not much left of the earth-shattering thunder, and the attack was completely suppressed. The Han army suffered numerous casualties, and the number skyrocketed. Even if the Han army broke through the dense rain of bullets of the Song army and fought hand-to-hand with the Song army on the mountains, it could not form an organization, and often rushed to kill and returned in vain. Both sides fell, but the decline of the Han army was obvious.

Finally, the sound of Mingjin retreating from the Mongolian army's large array sounded, and the Han army retreated like a tide, leaving behind corpses and wounded people all over the hillside, as well as a frightening redness.

"It's just that the name of the chapter has been changed, and the content has not been changed at all, forgive me, thank you."