"These dogs...... Traitors! ”

In the clairvoyant mirror, looking at the large array of foot soldiers of the Mongolian army opposite, Zhang Zhongxia scolded fiercely.

In fact, what he scolded was not accurate. On the opposite side of the Mongolian army camp, the fortifications were dug by the Han army, the artillery and ballista were built by Han craftsmen, but the stone thrower (return cannon) was carved out by the craftsmen of the Western Regions, and the cavalry was Han, Mongolian, Khitan, and Turkic, and it was a multinational force of international nature.

"Trenches, earthen walls, arrow towers, fences, I think there are also thistles and horse traps outside the camp, and there are artillery stone throwers in the camp. No wonder the Tatar generals had nothing to fear. ”

Cao Erxiong carefully observed for a while and put down the clairvoyant mirror.

"Lao Zhang, artillery, stone throwers, ballistas, etc., leave them to me. The rest is up to your front army. ”

Only by defeating the long-range weapons of the Mongol army can the front army minimize casualties and attack the Mongol army's main array.

The trenches, fences, and breastprints of the Mongol army can be described as complete. It was obviously not easy for the Song army to defeat the large array held by the 30,000 Mongol soldiers.

In particular, the Mongolian army has a large array of foot soldiers, archers are the majority, and there are hundreds of artillery, with the breastwork fortifications, the Mongolian army can not only resist the killing and wounding of the Song army's artillery, but also kill and injure the Song army.

Zhang Zhongxia's brows furrowed, and he said sharply:

"Du Er, pass the order, after the shelling, the whole army is ready to attack!"

The battle of Taiyuan City will start with the duel of infantry after all.

"Pong! Disheveled! Disheveled! ”

Iron balls flew through the air and collided with a gut-wrenching sound, several catapult ballistas were smashed with sawdust, and several more gun trucks were overturned.

Liu Heima's heart was beating in the clairvoyant mirror. At a distance of one and a half miles or two miles, the cannonballs of the Song army smashed one after another like hailstones, the tall catapults were smashed one by one, the ballistas were shattered, and the Mongolian troops next to the gun wagons, stone throwers and ballistas suffered heavy casualties, flesh and blood flew sideways, and the stumps and broken bodies continued to fly into the air, and the screams were earth-shattering and terrifying.

If this continues to be smashed, the gun carts, stone throwers, and ballista cars will probably be destroyed. Thanks to the breastwork fortifications, although the Mongolian army was pressed and could not raise its head, it did not suffer too many casualties.

As long as there is a small cannon, it can still resist stubbornly and prevent the Song army from easily attacking the camp.

These Song dogs, who are really shameless, have been bombarded with artillery. It's kind of a hurry up!

"Stop! With a flowering bullet! ”

Seeing that the artillery trucks, stone throwers, and ballistas of the Mongolian army camp were smashed and destroyed one after another, and there was not much left, Cao Erxiong immediately issued a military order.

Blossom bombs are big killers, and the only drawback of a good thing is that it's too expensive.

Trays, filled gunpowder, steel balls, and medicine packets, compared with solid iron balls, are dozens of times the price.

Gun wagons were pushed out and began to roll forward. The short-barreled large-caliber guns on the car are specially used to fire flowering shells. This kind of short-barreled artillery has a range of only three or four hundred paces, but it can injure people with explosions and have great lethality.

To deal with the Mongol army hiding behind the breastwork fortifications, you can use the flowering bomb to attack.

The Song army stopped shelling, and Liu Heima and the Mongolian generals all breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing the hundreds of artillery wagons of the Song army moving forward and stopping again, the gunners of the Song army began to adjust the angle of the artillery and load the ammunition, and the hearts of Liu Heima and the others were pinched again.

These Song Jun, what tricks do they want to play?

"Pass the order down, so that the armies do not act rashly, so as not to be ...... by the Song army"

Liu Heima was giving an order, a loud thunderous sound came, Liu Heima raised his head in surprise, huge cannonballs were all over the air, and the cannonballs flew slowly, making people feel as if they could reach out and grab them. The shells became bigger and bigger, and the goddesses scattered flowers, and they fell into the Mongolian positions one after another with a strange roar.

Liu Heima was in astonishment, and suddenly the sound of violent explosions continued, the ground shook the mountains, and the billowing smoke columns on the Mongolian army's position soared into the air, which was spectacular.

Liu Heima stood unsteadily, stumbled, almost fell to the ground, and subconsciously grabbed the chest wall beside him.

Another round of flowering bombs struck, the smoke of gunpowder was filled, the earth and rocks were splashed, the air was full of the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke and blood, countless pieces of flesh with broken legs and broken arms were vacated in the air, and there were bursts of iron and blood blended with tragedy.

A flowering bullet exploded behind the chest wall, and the iron pieces and iron pills roared out, and more than a dozen Mongolian soldiers flew around the explosion, and the iron pills broke through the armor, and the blood shot out, weaving patches of blood mist in the position.

The sound of explosions continued, and the artillery fire of the Song army slowly extended to the rear of the Mongolian army indiscriminately, the Mongolian army suffered heavy casualties, and the position was full of corpses, those wounded moaned in pain, broken legs and arms, white bones, some intestines were exposed, and the wounds were unbearable.

Liu Heima looked at the battlefield with wide eyes, and the whole person looked like a fool. Under the flowering bombs of the Song army, the breastwork was useless, and unless there was a trench to reduce casualties. Not to mention the artillery, the Mongolian gunners were either dead or wounded, and the surviving ones lay on the ground, holding their heads motionless.

The problem is that the enemy's shells explode and injure people, even if they lie on the ground, they will still be killed.

Under the ferocious artillery of the Song army, the corpses of the Mongolian army were scattered all over the place, the wounded were everywhere, the pool of blood was a mess, and there were scenes of blood and flesh flying everywhere, and many Mongolian soldiers were shocked by the bloody scene and lost their fighting spirit.

Smoke billowed from the battlefield, and wounded, corpses, blood, and severed limbs converged; Bows and arrows, knives and guns, cannonballs, broken logs, etc., were scattered everywhere. Many Mongolian soldiers lay down close to the breastwork, holding their heads and covering their ears, motionless, not knowing whether they were killed or not, and everything in the outside world had nothing to do with them.

"These dogs...... The Song Army of the Day! ”

Liu Heima's heart ached. So many warriors in the army were wantonly slaughtered by the artillery of the Song army. There are also those fierce generals who never know what to be afraid of, holding their heads to avoid at this time, trembling all over, like a frightened little animal.

Most of the artillery on the position was lost, and once the Song army attacked, it was only a tragic hand-to-hand combat.

Liu Heima's heart was up and down, but the artillery positions of the Song army continued to move forward, and their foot soldiers also came forward in formation, pushing hundreds of chariots shaped like rectangular giant shields, forming several rows of huge mobile "shield" cities about hundreds of meters long and nearly two meters high, slowly moving forward.

And behind the shield carts, the foot soldiers of the Song army held guns and crossbows, and there were swords and shields in their entourage, and there were two or three thousand people, not to mention two or three thousand.

Looking at the way they moved forward, it seemed that while moving forward, they were cleaning up the thistles on the ground, and the speed did not slow down much.

Liu Heima was in a trance for a while, did these Song troops have to wait until they arrived in front of the big camp trench to stop, and fight against the Mongolian army with a rain of arrows?

"Hurry up! Shoot Lao Tzu! ”

Regardless of the danger, Baitar personally went to the position, punched and kicked, and scolded the Mongolian soldiers one by one. The Mongolian soldiers were frightened to reload their ammunition, and when the Song army's shield car arrived in front of the big array, they lit the wires one after another.

"Puffy Puff!"

The sound of artillery on the Mongolian army's position sounded, hitting the Song army's shield car, and "dangdang" sounded. Some projectile rubble drilled into the bottom of the car, and the Song army behind the shield car screamed miserably, and seemed to have fallen a lot.

"Good! Again! ”

Baitar's eyes lit up and he urged loudly.

The Mongolian gunners were loading their ammunition, and the guns on the Song army's shield car were firing in unison, and the projectiles were coming like a tide.

It turned out that the shield cart of the Song army was equipped with a small cannon, but the Mongolian army did not pay attention to it.

"Prince! Watch out! ”

Baitar was knocked down by the guards, and the projectiles broke through the air, and several Mongolian gunners could not dodge, and were knocked to the ground, covered in blood.

"Niang's! Get up! ”

Baitar pushed away the sparse corpses blown up by the guards, stood up, and cried out loudly:

"Quick! Give Lao Tzu a ......"

Before Baitar finished speaking, several solid iron balls roared, and one of them hit Baitar's face, smashing Baitar's brain and falling to the ground.

"Byatar!"

Liu Heima screamed in pain.

The guards dragged back the bloody body of Baitar and withdrew.

"General, it's dangerous here, go back!"

The guards couldn't help but say, carrying the soulless Liu Heima, hid all the way, and returned to the low wall in the depths.

The Song army's artillery continued continuously, three or four rounds in a row, the shield carts staggered, countless Song troops rushed forward, the wooden planks set up the trenches, the fence was pulled down, the sword and shield hands were in front, and the pikemen were behind, swarming forward.

Immediately after, in the surging Song army's large array, the raindrops of earth-shattering thunder smoked, flying all over the sky, and the pavement was smashed.

"Earthquake Thunder!"

Liu Heima looked at the black spots in the sky and couldn't help but shudder.

This kind of wanton bombardment did not need to be ignited, it was fast and ruthless, and the Mongolian army must have suffered heavy casualties and rivers of blood.

His face was gloomy, and he cried out loudly:

"Command the three armies! Prepare for hand-to-hand combat! ”

The Song army rushed into their own position, destined to play with the other party.

Those Mongolian iron horsemen didn't know how to impact and reduce the pressure on the frontal position.

The artillery of the Song army was fierce, and the soldiers of the Mongolian army infantry suffered heavy casualties, and as a last resort, the Mongolian army retreated step by step, until it retreated to the vicinity of the moat. The Mongol army on the city wall began to fire cannons, the stone throwers began to smash outside the city, and the Song army infantry dropped hundreds of corpses and retreated, but the cannonballs still flowed continuously, smashing into the Mongolian army's infantry formation.

The frontal position was fiercely fought, and the Mongolian cavalry on the eastern flank finally couldn't bear it anymore, and they swept out, this time they learned their lesson, and the circle around was larger, and it was farther away from the Song army's infantry formation.

They also saw clearly that the Song army attacked head-on, and the artillery was concentrated in the center, just taking the opportunity to crush the Song cavalry on the right flank, so as to break up the Song army's central army camp and change the disadvantage on the battlefield.

Nearly 30,000 Mongolian iron cavalry against 30,000 Song cavalry, they still have this self-confidence.

The heavy cavalry charged, the light cavalry diffused, and it should be enough to deal with the cavalry on the right flank of the Song army.

Under the big pressure of the Chinese army, seeing that the Mongolian cavalry formation was finally dispatched, Yu Jue couldn't help but sneer.

The cavalry on the right flank of the Song army, with a width of only two hundred paces, could pass over the cavalry and kill and injure the Mongolian cavalry, not to mention the rifled artillery.

Do they really think that the 100,000 people of the Western Route Army only have three or four hundred artillery pieces?

According to the regulations, the Song army had 50 foot soldiers with a small cannon, and the 10,000 foot soldiers on the right flank alone had 200 small cannons, not to mention countless earth-shaking thunders.

And even 200 small cannons were enough to deal with tens of thousands of Mongol cavalry.

As for those heavy cavalry, slow-moving, pure live targets, a few rounds of shotgunning, a burst of earth-shattering thunder and indiscriminate bombardment, how many horses can be left?

On the city wall, Han Chijin, Meng Ge and other Mongolian generals looked at the boundless cavalry of the Song army in the southern wasteland, and everyone was solemn.

"Thirty thousand cavalry! The Song army is now strong and strong, and it can already compete with our Mongolian iron cavalry. ”

Möngke held back the wild beat in his heart.

The bloody corpse of Baitar was placed aside, and the power of the Song army's artillery was obvious.

"The cavalry of the Song army looks even more majestic than the heavy cavalry of my Mongolian army. This war horse will also be much taller. ”

Han Chijin looked at the cavalry of the Song army in the distance in surprise, the armor and armor of the men and horses were complete, the cold light and iron clothing, dazzling, better than the equipment of the Mongolian heavy cavalry.

There are also the war horses, all of them are tall and long-legged, fat and strong, compared with the short Mongolian horses, they are simply adults and children, once they rush into battle, won't they have to suffer too much.

"It looks mighty, but you don't know until you fight."

Meng Ge resisted the throbbing in his heart and said unconvinced.

If the field battle cannot be rushed, then there is really little hope for Mongolia.

"Ready!"

In the cavalry of the Song army, Wang Shixin put down the clairvoyant mirror in his hand, pulled out his saber, and shouted loudly.

The cavalry of the Song army slowly moved forward, they took their bows and crossbows one after another, and many of them had drawn their sabers.