Wang Deng smiled bitterly and picked up the flag in his hand. When was the main general still quarreling with the enemy?

If you lose this battle, you will really get out of here and go back to the underworld.

Moreover, looking at the Mongolians, the possibility of losing is not small.

In addition to easily destroying a thousand elite vanguards of the Song army, smoke and dust rose several feet in the fields in the west, and the brigade of cavalry continued to drive to the outside of Shatou City.

Among them are light cavalry with light bows and fast horses, as well as iron armored cavalry with both men and horses. There are Mongolian athletes dressed in completely grasslands, and Han army who were forced to go to the battlefield before they had just surrendered. They even brought the people of Jinghu area that they had just plundered and the cattle and sheep that drove here from Mobei. Looking back, there are many Mongolian chariots pulled by cows, which are all the families of soldiers who went to war, called Ultra in Mongolia in Mongolia.

The more and more people gathered, it had reached the scale of tens of thousands. The lonely city of Shatou, a flat area guarded by only 3,000 people, was almost submerged in the Tatar ocean.

"Jing Song," Zheng Yunming held Wang Deng with one hand and said, "I have won 80% of this battle."

The sweat on Wang Deng's forehead was drilling straight into his neck along his face, and he said coldly: "Now is not a good time to tell jokes."

"This is not a joke." What Wang Deng didn't notice was that the official uniform under Zheng Yunming's iron armor had also been penetrated by sweat. "We should be able to win this battle, no, we will definitely win this battle."

Zheng Yunming said to Han Silang: "It's dangerous here, you can go down and wait first."

Shiro tapped the armor on his chest with his hand: "I will be wherever the master is."

"I have three thousand people to protect now, what else can happen?" Zheng Yunming said: "The Lai family's wife and Xian'er in the tent need protection. The Lai family's wife is a woman, and Xian'er is a child. Oh, Shi Wenhu went to Xiangyang again to work in the office..."

"The Lai family's wife is very skilled in martial arts." Han Silang comforted: "She can protect herself more than you can on the battlefield."

"I'm just afraid that no one can take care of her," Zheng Yunming said anxiously: "Without me, she is still a monkey head, so she is so honest that she can stay in the camp. Now there is a killing scene outside that can kill people at any time."

"Go!"

Seeing that the master was angry, Han Silang bowed and turned around and got down from the village wall.

"This girl is affectionate and righteous to you." Wang Deng whispered to Zheng Yunming: "When she heard the news that you were going to go to Shatou City, she said she would follow her to Shatou City no matter what she said."

"This wild monkey just wants to join in the fun." Zheng Yunming snorted: "You don't understand her temperament yet, wherever she is lively."

"But if the city walls were really broken by the Mongols," Wang Deng said with a frown: "I'm afraid her experience will be ten times worse than that of a man."

"It's not just her," Zheng Yunming looked at the crisscrossed houses in Shatou City: "When the enemy breaks the village, every woman, every child, and every old man can't escape the end of hell."

"So we can't lose." Wang Deng murmured.

"We can't lose." Zheng Yunming turned his head to the Mongolian army that covered the earth like dark clouds: "We won't lose."

The Mongolian army began to blow the slap again, this time there were three short horn sounds.

Some horse-riding soldiers turned over and dismounted, walked to the front of the cavalry formation, and lined up in three neat rows of horizontal lines. The place where they stood was facing towards the northeast corner of the village wall of Shatou City.

Zheng Yunming screamed in his heart. Before the battle had occurred, the opponent's chief general had already seen the flaw.

Anyone who watches the defense situation under the city walls naturally cannot be as clear as being condescending. At most, you can only see how many horse-drawn battle sheds have accumulated, how many people have been arranged to defend, and whether there are flags of generals.

But what can be seen is: whether the soldiers' actions are good and whether the generals' skilled in dispatching troops. Experienced enemy generals can tell where the elite defenders are located and where the weak defenders are.

The Tulong Army guarded Shatou City, with Zhu Sheng's vanguard battalion being the most elite and reliable, and the guard was Ximen and Hu Yanyu's central military camp, and its combat effectiveness should not be underestimated. Peng Man's subordinates were better than other battalions under his strict training, and they were not easily destroyed.

What he was most worried about was the east gate guarded by He Dajie's right wing camp.

Choosing the northeast corner of the city wall between the Central Army and the Right Wing Battalion is the most uncomfortable choice for the Tulong Army, and the most clever choice for the Mongolian army.

Before Zheng Yunming gave the order, he saw He Dajie moving the flag toward the wooden corner tower at the northeast corner. It seemed that He Dajie was also very clear about his weaknesses.

"Captain Sun!" Zheng Yunming summoned Sun Jia: "Take General Zhu to support!" Sun Jia responded, and the soldiers hurried to the northeast corner with General Zhu and the artillery mount on their backs.

At this time, drums began to sound in the Mongolian military formation.

When on the grassland, the army usually used whistlebrating as a signal of attack, but after entering the Central Plains, the Mongols also learned from the Jin people to use the traditional Central Plains gold drum system to command the army.

Beating the drum is the order to advance.

As the drums sounded, the dismounted soldiers held swords and contradictory cards in their hands and began to slowly move towards the city wall.

He Dajie looked at the enemy's formation vigilantly. What he was worried about was not how sharp the opponent's swords and guns were, that was a second-rate thing. What he was worried about was that under each team's flag, people would carry a ladder to advance.

The cloud ladder is the simplest but longest siege weapon in human history. Even after a long time, humans already have flying machines, armored vehicles that can run on the earth and steel giant wheels that crisscross the sea. When conducting urban combat, they can still use the cloud ladder from time to time.

"We must find a way to destroy the ladder first!" He Dajie thought, stood up and shouted loudly: "All the archers are ready! The target is the enemy's ladder! All are ready for me! Wait for me to order..."

He suddenly felt something hitting his chest. When he looked down, a thick bamboo arrow had already penetrated into his chest. He could not even make a scream, and He Dajie fell under the village wall in a muffled voice.

The first arrow of the two armies to confront each other, the Tulong Army lost a general first.

The so-called whip arrows are actually not weapons on the grassland. Since the Southern and Northern Dynasties, there have been many cases of using whip arrows. This kind of weapon is sharpened with thick bamboo and tied with ropes behind. The user holds the rope in his hand and moves the whip arrow wheel and throws it out. To achieve sufficient accuracy and range, the user's own wiping force and skills must be beyond ordinary people.

Zheng Yunming looked at the falling flag on the southeast corner and secretly shouted. A general in the opposite army formation raised his arms and shouted. Tens of thousands of troops shouted in unison: "Baturu! Batulu!"

Batulu means, called warriors in Mongolian. Amid the cheers, the cavalry formation slowly pressed towards the city wall. Thousands of long bows were raised in the direction of the northeast corner of the city wall, and began to intensively shoot the defenders on the city wall.

This is obviously to cover the first-climbs who are coming towards the city wall.

Suddenly, the soldiers of the right-wing battalion who had lost their command fell into chaos. Some tried to escape, while others hid under the walls with bows and arrows. Many people were still calm and wanted to fight back, but the arrows shot fell to the ground before they could hit the enemy.

"Jing Song, you are here." Zheng Yunming shouted: "I will go to the northeast corner to command in person!"

Before Wang Deng could speak, he saw the flag on the northeast corner erected again.

Qin Wu, who rushed up the wall of the village, raised the flag and kicked the at a loss-ridden team officer beside him: "What are you doing when you stand there! Raise the shield and form a formation!" He turned around and shouted: "Get the horse sign up!"

After hearing this shout, the soldiers suddenly woke up like a dream. They raised the bamboo cards and skin bamboo cards in their hands as they were trained, squatted down to cover most of their bodies with shields.

The horse signs that were transported from the rush were arranged on the village wall one after another, blocking most of the arrows. Qin Wu shouted sternly: "Without my order, no one is allowed to fire back!"

After saying that, he jumped up from behind the horse sign, stood in front of the corner tower, and shouted loudly: "I, Qinwu, Jiaoxi! If you dare to shoot, come at me!"

Although the Mongolian soldiers in the distance could not hear what he said, they saw that some of the defenders dared to stand up and provoke him without their lives. They turned their direction and shot at Qin Wu together.

On the tall village wall, Qin Wu had an iron ball card on his left hand and an iron spear on his right hand, constantly covering and digging arrows. Even though the Mongols' shooting was like a storm and rain, and arrows were attacking Qin Wu like locusts, they were only continuously driven away by the iron spear and ball card, and none of them could get close to Qin Wu's body.

The defenders had not had time to breathe while the arrows were pouring, but they had seen that the Mongols had gradually approached the wall of the village, had prepared the ladder, and started charging towards the moat with all their might.

Zheng Yunming looked at the commander of Qianhu, who was leading the way, and passed a slightly white stone in the field, and he knew that the opportunity had come.

"Ming Jin!" he shouted loudly.

The bronze bell in the wooden small gatehouse made a crisp sound. The soldiers of the firearm team who heard the sound turned General Zhu's gun and aimed at the enemy who rushed under the village wall.

"Let's fire!" Sun Jia gave a high order, and the medicine lines of the two firearm teams of forty bamboo generals were lit by the pine branch torches at the same time.

There were dozens of rolling thunders suddenly exploded between the world, and the firelight accompanied by the strong smell of gunpowder smoke made the Mongolian army's first-row troops look like it was the place of hell in front of them.

Immediately, they were swept down by a rock bullet and lead that struck the head.

(Simple explanation: The launch of a whip arrow is similar to the throwing of a hammer, but the hammer has become a bamboo. Many events in the Olympic Games actually originated from the actual needs of ancient wars. Mongolia’s grasslands in the north of the desert mainly use whistle and drums as a command tool, and the golden drums were learned from the surrendered Han army. Make some explanations to make it easier for readers to read. If you don’t understand, ask questions in the book review area. In addition, it’s a red ticket to collect the balls)
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