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Chapter 632 Artillery Battle ([-])

(It's so hot, I feel dizzy from the heat, so the update is a bit late; please point out any typos)

Xu is to put more pressure on the defenders of Xiangyang City before the battle, so as to achieve the goal of surrendering without fighting.

Before the Mongolian side formally launched their attack, almost their entire army came out of the camp and formed one after another large formations outside the city.

For a while, he stood casually on the city wall of Xiangyang, and after casually looking outside, it seemed that deceived soldiers and horses were everywhere.

The pressure brought to the defenders can be said to be extremely terrifying.

Under such a situation, a total of three cavalry galloped out of the large Mongolian formation, and galloped straight to the north of the city wall.

The mere three cavalry, of course, can't be used to attack the city, presumably they are the envoys of the Mongolian people.

Because they wanted to hear what the Mongols had to say before the war, the snipers and archers in the city, such as Lao Hei and Zhan Xiang, gave up their plans to fire and shoot arrows.

Let these three riders have been very safe, and came to the position of thirty or forty steps below the city.

Then one of the Mongolian men who took the lead shouted loudly:
"Guo Jing, Guo Consort, my brother Meng Khan said that he has heard the name 'Golden Sword Consort' since he was a child, and has always admired you in his heart.

Now the court of the Southern Song Dynasty is incompetent and lawless, and the land in the south of the Yangtze River under Wen Tian and Wu Xi is destined to fall into our hands.

Rather than perish together with such an imperial court, it would be better for Concubine Guo to return to us as soon as possible.

Mengge Khan is willing to swear to Changshengtian that as long as Guo Concubine is willing to surrender to us, then he will be named a hereditary king with a different surname, and the Guo family will be in charge of the north and south of Jinghu Lake forever. "

After hearing such a statement, the originally noisy city wall immediately became dead silent.

In addition to a group of netizens and a few personnel, I don't know how many soldiers and civilians defending the city, even brothers Lu Wende and Lu Wenhuan.

They instinctively held their breath and looked at Guo Jing.

I hope to see how this Golden Sword Consort intends to reply.

It's not that they don't believe in Guo Daxia's character, but to use a modern-day saying: That's too much for Mengge Khan.

Under the eyes of so many people, Guo Jing stood on a wall without hesitation, and gave his own answer.

He didn't yell hoarsely, but the sonorous and powerful answer in his mouth was clearly conveyed to the ears of everyone with a radius of more than ten miles above the battlefield:
"Go and tell that Mengge Khan, please don't bring up the statement about the golden knife son-in-law and the surrender in the future.

Guo is not talented, but as a person from the Song Dynasty, he will definitely not surrender to the foreign race and help the tyrants, and do things to help you conquer the Great Song Dynasty; here, I also swear to the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth, guarding Xiangyang City in this life, and I will never die~"

The Mongolian envoys under the city, seeing that the words had reached such a point, did not continue to pester them.

On horseback, he respectfully faced Guo Jing, clasped his right fist against his shoulder, and supported his right thigh with his left hand.

The three of them turned their horses' heads and galloped towards the banner of their coach.

Undoubtedly, after they report Guo Jing's words to that Mengge Dahan, it will be the beginning of the war...

"What the hell! Brother Meng, a blind grandson, who are you looking down on?"

In Hu Biao's heart, he cursed silently.

The main reason is that in the words of the Mongolian envoy just now, there was no intention of persuading him to surrender to Daxia Hu or Xuan Geying.

When they left, they were also left behind when they saluted. Isn't this contemptuous?
Indeed, even if Mengge Dahan persuaded them to surrender with high-ranking officials and generous salaries, they still would not agree.

But it's one thing for them not to agree, and it's another way to say that they don't ask like this, and it's a bit contemptuous of them.

Just when this guy was very aggrieved, Guo Jing's familiar voice came from next to his ear:
"Hero Hu, on the journey of the Art of War, Guo Mou thought to himself that he was definitely not your opponent.

So for the safety of the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Xiangyang City, as well as the tens of millions of people in my Great Song Dynasty; even if you are indifferent to fame and fortune, you don't want to be the leader of this martial arts alliance.

But for the next battle, how about asking you to command it?It seems that Guo Mou is here to beg Hu Daxia for you. "

Hu Biao turned his head to look, and he could immediately see Guo Jing facing him solemnly, saying the above passage; at the same time, Guo Jing was about to kneel on the ground with his hands clasped together.

And behind Guo Jing, Lu Youjiao, Yeluqi, Zhu Ziliu, Gengdu Yuqiao and many other masters.

Even Guo Fu, this woman who recently learned some modern plane maintenance and makeup, seems to have become more radiant all of a sudden.

He also followed Guo Jing in unison, and shouted, "I beg you, Daxia Hu, at the same time, I also want to bow down."

The soldiers and civilians who were a little farther away seemed to want to do the same after being forced for a while.

The reason why such a scene appeared was seven or eight days ago.

Guo Jing and Nalu Youjiao came to the door together, and said that they wanted to elect Hu Biao as the leader of the alliance, and by the way, he also served as the leader of the Beggar Gang, leading them to fight against the Mongolians.

Based on the reason that he was going to return to the modern plane in less than a month, Hu Biao flatly rejected such a request at that time.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Guo Jing made such a statement again, and still brought so many people together to make the request.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems to be a reasonable thing; such a shocking battle is about to start, and they really don't have much confidence in their hearts.

And Hu Biao and Hu Daxia, who have created miracles many times and have god-like military skills, have become their greatest hope.

Talk!No matter how thick-skinned Hu Biao is, he couldn't do something that was worshiped by Guo Jing and so many people.

At the moment Guo Jing was about to bow down, Hu Biao instinctively held Guo Jing's wrist with both hands, intending to support Guo Jing's kneeling body with force.

Then, it would be extremely embarrassing to die on the street.

Because he found that under his full strength, Guo Jing's body and process of kneeling down were not even slightly delayed.

What was even more heart-wrenching was that Guo Jing didn't seem to use much force at all.

The gap in strength between the two was revealed very clearly at this moment, it can only be said to be astonishingly large.

In desperation, I could only open my mouth and agree: "Forget it, I will agree to this matter first, Guo Daxia and everyone please hurry up."

Seeing that Hu Biao finally agreed, Guo Jing and the others instinctively breathed a sigh of relief...

******
Suddenly, after taking over the actual command of Xiangyang City and the heavy responsibility, Hu Biao instinctively took a deep breath.

That was amidst bursts of horns and drums, the Mongolian side's attack began.

In addition, judging from the flags transmitted on other city walls, the Mongols launched an attack on all sides at the same time relying on their huge force.

Even if the Mongolian troops under the other walls are far less than those under the north wall, it is still several times superior to the defenders.

Therefore, Hu Biao paused for a second or two, and issued a series of orders in his mouth:

"Old Yang, you go to the east wall, Fengrui, you go to the west wall, Old Snake, you go to the south wall; no matter how difficult it is, you must not let the Meng people break the city."

"Don't worry, even if the person is gone, the city wall is still there."

After the three of them said this in unison, each of them took a token from Guo Jing and galloped towards the other city walls.

Then, under the lens of the telescope, I saw the [-] Han infantry slowly advancing towards the city wall.

Under the cover of holding a large wooden shield in their hands, a large number of carriages and siege equipment appeared in the team; after seeing these things from a distance, the netizens on the city wall naturally did not dare to be careless.

In the first moment, Hu Biao looked over there with his binoculars, and waited until he roughly saw what it should be.

Immediately, with a little anxiety in his mouth, he yelled out a new order:

"Warrior, it's up to you next, you must suppress those things~"

Because Hu Biao saw clearly that the things loaded on the carriage were long and short, and they should all be components of some return guns, as well as some large round stones that had been polished in advance.

As long as it is pulled under the city, these components can be assembled like building blocks, and it doesn't take long to quickly assemble them and return them one by one.

If it was just that, Hu Biao and others would not be so nervous.

Because they failed to kill those Semu people in the last battle into the city, they had expected such a situation.

Therefore, in the past half a month or so, Wu Zu, a member of the team's equipment team, has not been idle at all.

Even instructing the blacksmiths in Xiangyang City on how to build the standard equipment for the Xuange Battalion of Weapons was handed over to Fu Dabangzi and others.

I did a more important thing, which is to use some steel materials in key parts, which are lighter and stronger.

After adding some pulley blocks, winches, and mechanical sights, it is more labor-saving and faster to load the eight-ox crossbow.

One of the things I did was to deal with the returning guns of the Mongolian people.

You must know that their improved eight-ox crossbow has a maximum range of 1650 meters; in terms of firing rate, it is about one shot per minute and a half.

Therefore, such an improved eight-ox crossbow with a range of more than three miles can be destroyed one by one like a roll call outside the range of the return gun.

The only regrettable thing is that in order to do this, the accuracy requirements for the operators of the Baoxu crossbow are relatively high.

After all, only by hitting the main structure of the return cannon can this kind of counterweight trebuchet be damaged; but the point of aiming at the head is a skill that the operators composed of temporary Song troops do not possess.

But at that time, Hu Biao and the others thought that the problem was not too big, because they used the materials they brought in to process a total of [-] improved eight-ox crossbows.

Just here at the north gate of Xiangyang City, a total of thirty of them have been arranged in advance.

One or two rounds of ballista can't kill a return cannon, so just a few more rounds will do; this thing is not born for everyone, and shooting is proficiency and accuracy.

Unexpectedly, when the Mongolian side attacked this time, among the siege equipment in the team, there were not only many return cannons that were expected.

In addition, there are actually an astonishing number of ballistas and ladders.

In this way, it will suddenly become difficult to suppress them with thirty improved eight-ox crossbows and the eight original twin-bed crossbows at the top of the city.

In fact, such an unexpected situation occurred because of the 5000-year history of flower growers, which is too rich in comparison.

Although Hu Biao and others are in the modern plane, whenever they have time, they try their best to supplement relevant knowledge.

However, because there are too many contents that need to be supplemented, I still missed this point:
The Mongols' return cannons are indeed powerful, but their siege equipment is definitely not limited to the return cannon, a counterweight trebuchet, and many other equipment.

In fact, during the first Western Expedition of the Mongols, when they attacked the cities of Khwarazm and Nishapur.

At that time, an astonishing number of ballistas and catapults were used.

In addition to using trebuchets to throw a large number of corpses into the city in an attempt to cause a plague in the city, they also used elementary biochemical tactics such as releasing poisonous smoke.

All of the above would not have appeared here in Xiangyang City.

But because of the system and Kublai Khan's efforts, these will be staged one by one in this plane of Xiangyang City.

Facing Hu Biao's request, because he looked outside the city from a distance, the Mongolian side only used the carriage as the base, and the number exceeded 150 twin-bed crossbows.

When the soldier's scalp felt a little numb, he immediately made a request:
"Give me six more people to support, and the ones who are good at mathematics and good at calculating ballistics; otherwise, these gunners are all rookies, and their accuracy is too poor."

After hearing the words, Hu Biao refused without thinking: "Six people? No~"

However, considering the eight-ox crossbow troops led by Wu Zu, the current tasks are too relevant.

One of the results of the battle involved can be said to be related to such an offensive and defensive battle, and who can have the last laugh in the end.

Gritting his teeth, he yelled out:
"Muping, Balong, both of you are college students, go and help the soldiers~"

Hearing such an order, Mu Ping, a rookie, and Ba Long, a half-rookie, both flew over with different eight-ox crossbows.

In this way, an artillery battle full of the style of the late Southern Song Dynasty started first...

Amidst the muffled sound of '咚~', a man with a big shoulder and a round waist hit the eight-ox crossbow trigger in front of him with a heavy hammer.

Then, under a violent vibration of the bowstring.

A crossbow bolt that was as thick as an egg and over three meters long flew out with a 'swoosh~'.

Then, after being hit by a large shield made of thick logs, it immediately flew up like a wooden club flying all over the sky.

Under the splash of fine sawdust, several Han soldiers around covered their faces in pain.

But compared to others, they seem to be relatively lucky.

Because after piercing the big shield, the thick crossbow arrows continued to pierce forward, shooting over six or seven Han infantry in a row, and then stopped.

There were even three of them, strung together like candied haws.

The death of a mere six or seven people in battle is nothing to the [-] Han infantry that is currently overwhelmed.

However, such a tragic death still caused some disturbances in the formation of the thousand-man team near the dead person.

So in terms of killing effect, it can be said to be quite good.

The problem is that after seeing such a scene, the 'Sailuban' martial soldiers and martial arts heroes have a look that they want to cover their eyes with their hands and have no eyes to look at.

The main reason is that this eight-ox crossbow is about ten paces away from him.

Therefore, he knew very well that the gunner's original target was actually a carriage equipped with return cannon components.

After a guy called out, what happened?At least 40 meters off the target.

But now, the vanguard of the Mongolian side has advanced to about 600 meters below the city; as long as they move forward 200 meters, they will be able to establish a return artillery position under the counterattack of the ballista.

It can be said that the time left for them to fire easily without worrying about the opponent's counterattack is not too much.

It's just that in the process of Mengren's advancement, all the eight-ox crossbows basically fired three rounds; but all of them added up, they only destroyed three ballistas and four carriages of the opponent.

Compared with the huge number of siege equipment owned by the Mongolian side, such results can only be described as a drop in the bucket.

Seeing this, Wu Zu knew that he couldn't go on like this.

what to do?Live teaching bah.

Maybe the process was a little bit barbaric and rough, but that's a bit too much to take care of.

After a few steps, he came to the side of the trebuchet, quickly squinted one eye on a simple mechanical sight that they added, and looked out of the city.

Lifting his foot, he kicked the gunner staggeringly.

At the same time, he cursed fiercely in his mouth:
"Immediately adjust it to the left-hand side by two and a half degrees, and remember this angle for me; after that, it will be so outrageous, I can't kick you to death, old man~"

After cursing, the soldiers ran towards another eight-ox crossbow fifty or sixty away.

This time, he didn't even take a look at it, but just took a look at the direction of the thick ballista on the eight-ox crossbow. Facing the gunner of this one, he just took a big punch...

(End of this chapter)