The white dust fog, with a strong pungent smell of gunpowder, enveloped the battlefield of blood and fire. With every roar, there would be a large number of Mongolian infantry rolling in the wailing, and there would always be tiny pieces of human flesh and blood flying around.

Jia Sidao's thunder bullet is actually a super-large grenade. Although they are all grenades, the power of the thunder bullet may not be as powerful as the fist-sized grenades in later generations. Fortunately, the grenade is large enough to be filled with a very large amount of simple black gunpowder, plus messy things such as iron nails, caltrops, and iron beads, the damage caused is also extremely considerable.

More importantly, this super-large grenade, in this era when the firearm just appeared and the cold weapons were still king, was truly showing its cold and terrible lethality for the first time, and the movement was large enough.

Now, even a fool knows that the continuous and shocking noises can kill people.

On three walls under Xiangyang City, tens of thousands of Mongolian siege infantry just got shocking morale. The continuous thunderbolt bombs exploded and knocked down dust and fell into the abyss.

From the moment they put on their armor, they knew that one day they would die in the battlefield. But if they died face to face on the battlefield with real swords and guns, they would be fine. Faced with the unknown way of death that flew with flesh and blood after the explosion, the choirs around them were tragic howling, which made them feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

The unknown is the most terrifying thing.

The Mongolian army's attack was instantly stagnant, and countless soldiers ran around like headless flies. If there were not a large number of archers behind the formation, nor would it be that the huge siege tower trucks blocked the way, nor would it be that there were tens of thousands of cavalry of the sect kings farther behind, and these Mongolian infantry siege... No, these people were not Mongolians, they could only be considered servants of the Mongolians, and they already had the intention to retreat in their hearts.

Long-term power may be able to suppress them for a while, but when this fear accumulates to a certain extent, it will be the arrival of their complete defeat.

On the high platform, I found that something was wrong when the first sound of the sound of the sound was heard and stood up.

He did not have a telescope, so he naturally could not see the thunderbolt bombs thrown from the city, but he was not the soldiers who could not read the word "big words". In other words, the rich white smoke produced after the explosion of the thunderbolt can be clearly seen, not to mention that the sky above the heads of the Mongolian infantry under Xiangyang City is now covered by the white smoke generated by the ignition of the simple black gunpowder. Everyone knows that there is something wrong.

Although the siege infantry showed no sign of retreating, they were very clear that if they continued like this, it would be a matter of time before the defeat.

Is that a firearm from the Song people? Why haven’t I seen Meng Gong use it before?

"Tell me the order that the cavalry of each unit moves forward, and if there is any fear of being afraid and not retreating, behead them!"

At this time, I was very clear. Once the momentum of the attack was really defeated, even if I could continue to organize the attack later, it would be difficult for me to win Xiangyang City in one go.

After all, a large army with no morale is actually not much different from a sheep.

Soon, the Mongolian cavalry who retreated from all walks began to drive the war horses, and even drove away after siege tower chariots.

On the south city tower of Xiangyang.

White smoke had already covered the entire battlefield, and Jia Sidao and others seemed to be in the clouds. Of course, if there was no pungent smell of gunpowder.

Meng Gong knew for the first time that he had always thought that the firearms that could only be used for fireworks could produce such power and were so powerful. The small projectile would produce even the killing caused by the first battalion of archers. You must know that there were as many as 500 archers in the first battalion.

As for the crossbows such as the Divine Arm Bow placed on the top of the city, there is no need to say more. First of all, in terms of firing rate, the two sides are not at the same level, so the killing is even more incomparable.

Looking at Jia Sidao, who was wailing everywhere below, Meng Gong found that he had a cold face and had always looked cold and looked as usual.

The killing of the robber in front of the Jia Mansion has allowed him to see the tenacity of this young man's mind. If it were any scholar, it would be extremely difficult to stand firm, let alone be as calm as Jia Sidao.

The city was covered with hard and fierce, and the battlefield was flying with flesh and blood. Jia Sidao, who was standing upright like a mountain in a green Confucian robe, was so independent. Meng Gong had to admire him in his heart, that the younger generation was terrifying.

"The power is still too small!"

Jia Sidao's mutter made Meng Gong shook all over, and he couldn't help but stare at Jia Sidao with horror.

Grandma, this is not powerful enough? How great would it be if it was a little more powerful?

"Meng Shuai, although the thunder bomb is powerful, the siege tower car is really not easy to hit. I wonder if the city is ready to deal with the siege tower car?" Jia Sidao looked at the more than 20 giants getting closer and closer, and frowned slightly.

It is not impossible to fight a catapult to attack a siege tower car. The target of a siege tower car is large enough, but with the level of the infantry who operates a catapult car, it is still a matter of luck to hit this big enough thing.

More importantly, once the catapult cart is mobilized to attack the siege tower cart, it will inevitably not be guaranteed that enough catapult carts will suppress and deter the Mongolian infantry from the city, and the pressure on the various walls will be very great.

The soldiers in Xiangyang City were intact with less than 100,000, and the tens of thousands of wounded soldiers could barely go to the battlefield, but they could only die. Jia Sidao did not want these soldiers who had been baptized for a long time to lose too much.

I don’t know where Mr. Sun, Mr. Yang and others have taken the lead in developing cannons. If there is a cannon here, even a small iron cannon with a range of only one or two miles, why not worry about not spending this mere 300,000 troops?

It seems that we should write another letter to Yu Ci, so that he can improve the assistance of the craftsmen in the military weapon supervision to get the cannons out as soon as possible. With cannons, why fear the million-strong army of Mongolia?

Jia Sidao had already made up his mind to make the cannon as soon as possible no matter what.

"Siege equipment like siege tower cars are rarely used, and the Mongols have never used it before, so... Isn't it okay to use thunderbolts? Sidao? With the power of thunderbolts, it is not difficult to destroy these wooden tower cars."

Meng Gong was a little puzzled, how could it be difficult for a guy as big as a siege tower car to hit? A thunderbolt bullet might make the siege tower car instantly useless.

Naturally, Jia Sidao could not tell Meng Gong that he just didn't want the Mongolian soldiers to get close to the city wall, causing too much damage to the Song army guarding the city, which he had already regarded as something in his pocket.

As the more than twenty huge siege tower cars became closer, the rumbling sound even pressed over the continuous thunderbolt bombs.

These things are the biggest dangers in Xiangyang City!
Chapter completed!