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The endless sound of trumpets suddenly rang across the earth. The Mongolian cavalry who were wandering under the three walls of Xiangyang City unscrupulously heard the sound of trumpets and began to slowly retreat, gathering less than five miles from the city wall.

As the Mongolian cavalry retreated, a long black line broke out from the Mongolian camp besieged on three sides, slowly crushing towards Xiangyang City in an arc.

The vast sound of horns slowly dissipated after a cup of tea. Instead, the rustling footsteps gathered by countless surging crowds were coming firmly and steadily towards Xiangyang City.

The boundless solemn aura rolled up the flying dust and spread its teeth and claws above the sky.

On the tower of the south gate of Xiangyang City, Jia Sidao, wearing a green Confucian shirt and Meng Gong, who was neatly dressed in, each took a telescope to observe a large number of Mongolian infantry approaching under the southern city wall.

Knowing the huge killing weapon made by Jia Sidao, Meng Gong, who no longer had to worry about the inability to defend Xiangyang City, finally stopped forcibly rejecting Jia Sidao going up the city tower.

"The city walls on three sides attack the city at the same time. It seems that the warmth of the mouth is determined to break the city today."

Putting down the monocular lens, Meng Gong's expression was still worried.

Before this, Gong Wenbuhua chose the south wall where he was located as the main attack wall, while the north wall and the east wall rarely attacked at the same time. Occasionally, a few times were at most when the south wall was fighting fiercely. However, after a few tests failed, except for the south wall as the main attack, even if the other east wall attacked, the two north walls were mainly harassing.

As for the Western City Wall, adjacent to the Han River, it is impossible to attack.

Although I have seen the power of the Thunderbolt bullet, after all, the straw man and the humans are still different. How could Meng Gong dare to really bet on the Thunderbolt bullet?

Of course, the huge gap in strength between the two sides has not only not narrowed after nearly twenty days of stalemate, but has become increasingly larger. Even if Meng Gong doesn't want to bet, he has no choice.

Offense is the best defense. Not to mention, the Song Dynasty and Mongolia were no longer a heavyweight opponent. And he and Wenwen may not be his opponent when using military service, but Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen Wenwen, and he could not and did not have the power.

"Meng Shuai can hold on for more than twenty days under the siege of the Mongolian army several times his own. How many people in the world can do this? What they do today is just a desperate bet. After all, he is just a sect king in Mongolia."

Jia Sidao did not put down the telescope in his hand and comforted him.

Maybe there are not many people in one hundred people, but a thousand people gather together will be in a mess. So what will happen if ten thousand people gather together? What about ten thousand people? Maybe Jia Sidao didn't know it before, but now he understands it.

With a telescope and a condescending advantage, he is more willing to know than everyone else, and the more shocked he feels.

The war of hot weapons, howling artillery shells, single-piece flying battlefields, flying broken limbs and broken arms, make people see the terribleness of war. Because a cannonball can ruin dozens or hundreds of people, and a bullet can kill people; but when it comes to the cruelty and shock of war, there is only the bloody confrontation between people in the era of cold weapons.

"The three major troops of Mongolia have all been launched. It would be fine if it was just for Xiangyang City. I am afraid that the Mongolians will be determined to fight with me, the Song Dynasty this time." Meng Gong sighed without hiding his anxiety in his heart.

If we talk about national strength, even if the Song Dynasty was already in a corner, the wealth that the Song Dynasty had was still hard for the Mongols to see; but national strength did not just refer to how much money it was, but only money was rich, but without matching force protection, so it could only be a piece of fat. What's more, the treasury of the Song Dynasty was probably not as thick as the Mongolian treasury that burned, killed, looted, and looted.

When Jia Sidao heard Meng Gong's words, he didn't know how to interfere for a moment. Because this was also a problem he was worried about. Although it was very likely that this was just a punishment battle for the Mongols to save face, history was different after all, and Jia Sidao was not sure at all. If he only pinned his hopes on the knowledge of the original history, he would probably die miserably.

"... The general comes to block the water and cover the soil! Even if he really wants to fight, it depends on whether he is gentle or not and Ogedei will eat me."

After a long time, Jia Sidao's faint interface.

Under the three walls, the overwhelming Mongolian infantrymen walked in a not-too-neat step, approaching the city wall firmly and slowly, and did not rush in as before. The invisible solemn aura filled every inch of space under the sky, pressing so hard that it made people feel breathless.

"Boom!" A huge wave of sound suddenly came.

The Mongolian infantry at the front were all shield soldiers holding large shields. Dozens of infantry in the middle were carrying long ladders, and the last were a large number of archers. The dense crowd of black people appeared slowly in front of the people, and the size was even comparable to the city tower where Jia Sidao was standing.

The huge body, nearly six or seven feet tall, was covered with dark cowhide, and several huge wooden wheels made a rumbling sound while walking, covering up the rustling sound. The countless civilians who held shoulders and pushed hands were like small ants compared to the huge siege tools.

"Hiss...the siege tower car!" Meng Gong took a deep breath and said in surprise.

There were endless screams of exclamations on the city wall.

I have never eaten pork, and I have always seen pigs running. I have seen too many siege battles in movies and TV series in later generations, and Jia Sidao has some understanding of siege equipment in the cold weapon era.

It is just seen on movies and TV, after all, it is just virtual. When I really saw those giants with my own eyes, Jia Sidao realized how shocking these war equipment that had developed to the extreme in the era of cold weapons was.

"Has Kouwen Buhua never dispatched the siege tower car during the siege more than 20 days ago? Meng Shuai?"

As soon as I arrived in Xiangyang City, I arrived at the military weapon surveillance without even sitting on the hot side. Then the Mongols began to attack the city. Jia Sidao had never asked about the specific situation of the more than 20 days of Xiangyang City. Although Meng Gong had reported the battle, it was all about the general situation. Apart from some war losses and results, the specific process was not clear.

"It has never happened. These days, Gu Wenbuhua has been making these siege tower cars, and I believe the same is true for the other two walls. It seems that Gu Wenbuhua has never used all his strength before."

A little loss inevitably appeared in Meng Gong's words.

The siege tower chariots are covered with cowhide and are extremely difficult to destroy. They are hidden in them. Once they approach the city wall, the result... Meng Gong couldn't imagine that if he had used the siege tower chariot at the beginning and set up his current siege formation, he would probably have fallen into Xiangyang City long ago?

"Haha, Meng Shuai, looking at the appearance of this siege tower car, I'm afraid I'm not carrying it with the army at all. It was useless before, because it was not available in the Mongolian army."

Jia Sidao comforted him.

"Si Dao, let's have a relationship with you and I, I would like to ask you something to do?" Meng Gong looked at Jia Si Dao and said in a deep voice.

"Why did Mr. Meng say this? Just give me some instructions if you have anything to do, just say nothing."

"If things cannot be done today, Sidao promised me to leave the city and cross the river south immediately..."

"Meng Shuai..."

"Si Dao, you'll finish listening to me." Meng Gong interrupted Jia Sidao, "Although you and I have known each other for a long time, I know that Sidao is a person with great wisdom. If anyone in this world can relieve the troubles of the Song Dynasty, I am afraid that Sidao is the only one. Meng people are powerful, the government has collapsed, and mediocre officials are in charge of the Tao. I, the billions of people in the Song Dynasty, have all the national fortunes for hundreds of years. I am already old and die. But Sidao you are young and have decades and months to be available. I can't say that you can do the thing to turn the tide and protect hundreds of millions of people."

Jia Sidao looked at Meng Gong with sincerity and was shocked. Jia Sidao knew that this famous general who had been working hard for the storm of the Song Dynasty throughout his life was actually ready to die with the city.

"Si Dao..." Seeing that Jia Sidao didn't speak for a long time, Meng Gong said anxiously.

"Si Dao promised Meng Shuai that if it really comes to an inability to do anything, Si Dao will leave..."

"Hahaha! OK! That handsome guy will see what he has to do today!" Meng Gong saw that Jia Sidao finally agreed, and his worries were immediately wiped out. He replied to the previous style of a famous general who had yelled in a magnificent manner and said with a smile.

As long as he could leave some fire, even if Meng Gong died, he still had a glimmer of hope.

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The Mongolian infantry had already been close to the city wall less than two miles away. In the camp of warm mouths, the sound of trumpets resounded through the world again.

Hearing the sound of the horn, Meng Gong raised his eyebrows.

"Meng Ying! Beat the drum, and send orders to the generals to fight! Kill the enemy!"

"The last one will receive orders!"

After a moment, the roar of the war drums sounded at the same time on the three walls on the east, north and south sides, from slow to fast, and finally gathered a huge sound wave of the city and became the only sound in the world.

Under the city wall, the overwhelming Mongolian infantrymen were already rushing towards the city wall like a tide.

Listening to the roar of war drums all over the sky, Jia Sidao's heart began to boil involuntarily.

"Zhao Yi, send an order to order the catapults behind each city wall to adjust the range to 300 steps, and see that our official ordered the flag to fire thunder bombs. Anyone who violates the order will be severely punished!"

"The last one will receive orders!"

The eyes flew past and rushed faster and faster. The Mongolian infantry who had already started shouting, Jia Sidao looked at the two vague figures standing on the high platform that could be seen in the distance, narrowing his eyes slightly.
Chapter completed!