"Puffy Puff!"

Taiyuan City in the dark night, all the sounds are silent, only on the top of Dongshan Mountain, the Song army's artillery is constantly sounding. The cannonballs flew over the city walls and flew to all parts of the city, with solid balls and flowering shells, solid iron balls flew to all parts of the city, and flowering shells were mostly exploded in the east city, some of the flowering bombs exploded and ignited firewood and grass, and some houses near the east city were on fire, and thick smoke was billowing out.

At dawn, the sound of the cannons gradually stopped, and the sound of the cannons became sparse, and after a few occasional sounds, it was no longer so vicious. It seems that Song Jun also felt that it was not interesting to continue firing artillery, and waited for dawn to fight again.

The fifth watch has passed, the autumn fog is clouded, everything is shrouded in obscurity, except for a few occasional cannon sounds, the world seems to have fallen into silence. The north gate of Taiyuan City was quietly opened, and countless Mongolian army locusts quietly came out, and they were silent, until they crossed the moat, the knights got on their horses one after another, mixed with horses and horses, and went north.

Suddenly, in the north of Taiyuan City, above the wasteland, the fire rose to the sky, stretching for several miles from east to west, leaving only a passage of less than two miles on the bank of Fenshui. Countless Song troops appeared behind the firelight, their large array was neat, stable as a rock, and one artillery cannon squatted on the ground, like a fierce beast with its mouth open, I don't know how much.

Under the light of the fire, there was a mess outside the north gate of Taiyuan City, from the city gate to the outside of the moat, there were boundless Mongolian troops, cavalry and infantry were mixed, and there were countless people in between, they looked frightened, the heads of people and horses were crowded, boundless.

Song Jun!

Xiao Zhara, the Han army's Wanhu, suddenly jumped in his heart and roared loudly.

"Hurry north! Rush over! ”

The Song army came to encircle the north and south, leaving only a lot of space on the shore of Fenshui. It seems that Song Jun also knew that the trapped beast was still fighting, and deliberately left a passage.

As soon as Xiao Zha's roar fell, the Song army's large array behind the firelight, and the earth-shattering sound of artillery rang out, breaking the silence of the night.

Iron pills flew from the night sky and smashed into the herd of Mongolian soldiers and horses, and the Mongolian soldiers on the field instantly screamed and fell countless people. The sound of artillery continued, iron pellets flew all over the sky, hail was generally endless, horses neighed in the field, and bloody wind and rain were everywhere.

In the large array of the Song army, five or six hundred small cannons fired together, constantly roaring, the retreating Mongolian infantry was shrouded in artillery fire, the artillery roared, the Mongolian army fell wave after wave, the wasteland, there was blood and corpses everywhere, and everywhere was the Mongolian army desperately fleeing to the northwest.

Caught off guard, many Mongolian troops panicked and fled, and the Mongolian army's establishment fell into chaos, and the frenzied men and horses swept away in chaos to the north.

In the east of Taiyuan City, on the East Mountain, Yu Jue raised the clairvoyant mirror, looked at the battlefield in the north of Taiyuan City, and secretly regretted.

The Song army bypassed Dongshan overnight, and went straight to the north of Taiyuan City, because it had to go over the mountains and mountains, it could not carry heavy artillery, and could only bring small artillery, otherwise, the Mongolian army withdrew its troops, and not many could escape.

But he didn't plan to risk the cavalry, the sky was unclear, and the danger factor of the impact of 10,000 cavalry was too great. Just wait until dawn before you can use the cavalry charge.

"Gun cart, push it over!"

Yu Jue immediately issued a military order.

"General, the south gate is open!"

The sergeant pointed to the slowly opening south gate of Taiyuan City and shouted.

Yu Jue looked intently, and saw dozens of horses out of the south gate, all the way across the moat, and the Song army had already met.

"Leave them alone, the artillery carriages rush to the north gate and pursue the Tatar army! All the way into the city of Taiyuan, from the northern city wall to fight the Tatar army. ”

The one who can come out of the southern city must be the Balshu of Toucheng. In this way, the pursuit of the Song army was much easier.

"I've seen the general!"

Bal Shu came over and stroked Yu Jue's chest.

"General Balshu, come with me into Taiyuan City."

Yu Jue returned the salute with a fist and laughed.

That beauty in the Western Regions, Anar, may be the emperor's new favorite. This bearded man in Balshu may be the emperor's future father-in-law, but he can't be lazy.

On the wilderness outside the north gate, the artillery of the Song army roared, endlessly, and the shotguns flew and tore the air, all over the sky, and pieces of Mongolian troops were knocked to the ground, and the screams came one after another, thrilling.

The explosion of "Tongtong" was earth-shattering, and those Mongolian troops who were close to the Song army's position were all shrouded in billowing smoke columns. The grenadiers of the Song army continued to sound and throw earth-shattering thunder, and the attacks were continuous, and the Mongolian army counterattacked very little.

Artillery and earth-shattering thunder bombarded indiscriminately, flesh and blood flew everywhere in the wasteland, and the air was full of flying stumps and broken bodies, and the corpses of the Mongolian army gradually rose, piling up mountains of flesh and blood. But at the same time, many Mongolian cavalry had already rushed out of the barrage from the Fen River and rushed straight to the north.

"Puffy Puff!"

Suddenly, hundreds of solid iron balls roared in, heading straight for the Mongolian cavalry by the Fen River, the iron balls bounced and leaped, destroying the withered and decaying, breaking the muscles and bones, and another iron-blood collision.

It turned out that the rifled artillery of the Song army caught up, and the artillery fired at a distance of about seven miles.

"Reload your ammo!"

"Fire!"

The military order was handed down again, the artillery was fired in unison, a large stream of smoke erupted, the cannon sound of "Pengpeng" was endless, and the Mongolian cavalry who were galloping forward turned on their backs, and the cavalry formation suddenly thinned.

In the midst of the rout, Han Chijin, the commander of the Mongolian army, watched the Mongolian iron cavalry dismount one by one, and the ground was full of corpses and wounded, and he was distressed and wanted to bleed.

He could hardly believe his eyes, when did the Mongol army, which was in the middle of the world, become like this, and did not even have the courage to storm the enemy formation? The retreat turned into an escape, and everyone looked frightened, like a lost dog.

The sky was slightly bright, the fog gradually dispersed, Han Chijin looked in the direction of Taiyuan City behind him, the artillery carriages of the Song army followed, and the cavalry of the Song army of the brigade poured from the east of the city, and the heads of the people and horses were crowded, boundless.

"What about Balmy? Didn't he lead his troops to stop the Song army? Why did Song Jun keep up so quickly? Why didn't the grain and grass in the city burn? ”

Han Chijin shouted angrily, and the generals on the left and right looked at each other, and no one said a word.

Apparently, no one knows what happened to Balshu. And the reason why he didn't burn the grain and grass first was because he was afraid of startling the grass and snakes, and was discovered and evacuated by the Song army.

"Balshu is old, he must be afraid, and he will run for his life first! This cunning old fox! ”

Tachar burst into a rage.

"Song Dog is really cunning! With such wanton bombardment and indiscriminate bombing, how many soldiers have withdrawn? ”

The deafening sound of artillery made Liu Heima's face pale and his lips tremble.

Isn't it self-defeating when the infantry storms the artillery positions?

"Han Chijin, you take Meng Ge to retreat, and I will stop the Song army! Otherwise, no one will be able to leave! ”

"Warriors, rush out!"

Ta Cha'er urged his war horse, brandished his saber, gathered his subordinate warriors, and went straight to the Song army in the north.

"Retreat north!"

Han Chijin no longer hesitated, he dragged the reins of Meng Ge's war horse with six gods and no masters, and followed the east bank of the Fen River to fight the horse to the north.

This nephew, who prides himself on being brave, seems to have lost the courage to continue fighting.

"Kill Song Dog!"

The Mongol cavalry under Tachar was not afraid of the artillery fire of the Song army, and galloped forward, and thousands of war horses galloped forward, vowing to break through the Song army's large array.

Only by breaking through the large array of the Song army in front of them can we fight for the opportunity for most of the Mongolian army and fight for a way out for them.

Once the Song cavalry rushed up at dawn, it would be difficult to get out.

Thousands of Mongolian cavalry rushed to the north, attacking the Song army's large array, and the dust was flying, and the Song army had to direct its fire to the Mongolian cavalry, killing and wounding indiscriminately.

"Everyone, aim!"

In the wilderness outside the northern city, in the large array of the Song army, Cao Erxiong shouted loudly, the muzzle of the Song army's small cannon was leveled, and shotguns and medicine bags were stuffed in.

"Fire!"

Cao Erxiong roared angrily.

Since you want to trap the beast, don't go back.

The cannon body shook, hundreds of artillery guns fired together, hundreds of thousands of iron pellets flew towards the Mongolian cavalry like a tide, the artillery fire was too fierce, too dense, the Mongolian cavalry was beaten in all directions, many people were shot with blood mist on their bodies, and the people who were beaten before they had time to scream turned over on their backs. Some of the Mongolian knights were disintegrated by the intense artillery fire, and the air was littered with pieces of human flesh flying everywhere.

The Mongol cavalry was sparse, but they still swarmed and the remnants were still undiminished.

At this time, they were facing the entire Song army array, and they had no way to retreat, so they could only make the final sprint.

The deafening sound of artillery continued, a large stream of smoke rose from the artillery position of the Song army, the bullet flow was endless, a large area of Mongolian cavalry was knocked off the horse, some knights and horses fell to the ground with a bang, mixing a large area of latecomers, a piece of smoke and dust protruded, the Mongolian cavalry formation was beaten crookedly, like a jagged. Some points were beaten deep into the big array, and they were almost swept away. The ground was full of the wounded who had been shot, the ground was covered with corpses and blood, and the wounded horses screamed powerlessly in the pile of corpses and wounded, and the horses fled in panic.

The shotguns were ferocious, each cannon could hit a coverage area of forty or fifty meters in diameter, hundreds of guns were dense and urgent, and the wind and rain were fierce, and the Mongol cavalry was planted one by one, one by one, and one by one, and was shrouded in a relentless rain of bullets.

The Mongolian cavalry suffered heavy casualties, the number of cavalry continued to decrease, they braved the artillery fire of the Song army and continued to release arrows, feathered arrows like locusts, in front of the Song army's large array, despite the shield protection, there were still Song soldiers who continued to fall from arrows.

The Mongolian army fought to the death, and there was no way to retreat, and the Song army had strict discipline and fierce firearms. The casualties of the Song army continued to increase, and the corpses of the Mongolian army were stacked on top of each other, piling up hills in front of the Song army's main array. As the artillery of the Song army continued to roar, the rain of arrows of the Mongolian army quickly thinned out, and immediately followed by the Song army's large array, hundreds of earth-shattering thunderbolts smashed out, covering the range of fifty or sixty steps in front of the formation like raindrops.

The grenadiers in the Song army were all powerful men with amazing power, and they were selected from the crowd of ten thousand troops, and the earth-shattering thunder could be smashed out of fifty paces, which exceeded the distance within fifty steps of the Mongolian army's cavalry. The earth-shattering thunder rained into the Mongolian cavalry formation, the thunderous explosions continued, the smoke pillars rolled, the Mongolian cavalry fell over countless times, shrapnel flew, flesh and blood flew sideways, tragic and bloody, people couldn't bear to look at it directly.

The earth-shattering thunder explosions of "Tongtong" continued, the artillery continued to roar, and the Mongolian cavalry suffered heavy casualties, the number of cavalry decreased sharply, and the impact force was insufficient, and there was no possibility of breaking through the Song army's large array.

On the east bank of the Fen River, Xiao Zha Ra followed the rout forward, he turned his head and saw the Mongolian cavalry facing the Song army in the east with heavy casualties, and he couldn't help but be frightened.

The Mongol iron cavalry, which dominated the world, was wantonly bombarded by the artillery fire of the Song army, which was not so much a charge as a one-sided massacre. The Mongol cavalry fell one by one, one after another, but was ruthlessly devoured by the artillery fire of the Song army.

He could see clearly that the Mongolian army's fierce general Ta Cha'er suddenly felt like a crack when he was rushing into battle, his flesh and blood flew away, his body fell out of his war horse, and he landed silently. The Mongol cavalry around Tachar was also beaten and staggered and fell off their horses, and the remaining few two or three hundred Mongol cavalry fled backwards one after another.

It seems that they have lost the confidence to move on.

Xiao Zara was frightened in his heart, and there was no pleasure of revenge, but a kind of desolation of the death of a rabbit and a fox.

Taiyuan is defeated, can the Mongolian army still hold Hedong?