Zhang Zhongxia stooped over, took a shield, and pointed it at the Mongolian army outside the east city.
"General, this group of thousands of Tatars outside the city has an extraordinary momentum. Some generals seem to have some background."
Cao Youwan raised his head, looked at it with the telescope for a moment, and nodded.
"This seems to be the elite of the Tatar army, and it seems to be the Han army."
After more than a month of fierce fighting, the elite of the Han army finally moved out.
"General, I'm going to invite you to fight. Let these elites experience the power of our Song Dynasty's firearms!"
Zhang Zhongxia took the matter seriously and asked for orders with clasped fists.
The opponent had a large number of people, was extremely elite, and was under great pressure. On the contrary, he was even more excited.
"Okay! Zhang Zhongxia, you can use the artillery on the east wall at your disposal. Wait a moment, move closer, and I will cripple them!"
Cao Youwan burst out laughing.
This Zhang Zhongxia is bold and cautious, which suits him very well.
"Don't worry, general, just wait and see. What the general likes most is to beat the opponent's elite!"
Zhang Zhongxia's expression did not change and he took the order to leave.
"This boy has learned the martial arts mantra very well!"
This Zhang Zhongxia, a born soldier, is probably also a bloodthirsty war maniac.
Cao Youwan turned his eyes to the outside of the city. The Mongol army's feather arrows were flying all over the sky, and the sky suddenly became dark. He quickly hid himself, raised his shield, and shouted loudly.
"Everyone, prepare to fight!"
The real fighting battle may have just begun.
"Kill the summer dog!"
Amidst the flying snowflakes, 20,000 Mongolian warriors rushed forward. One team of 10,000 people went straight to the east gate, and one team went straight to the south gate. Everyone looked fierce and ferocious.
On the battlefield, there is no right or wrong, only ruthless killing. Only by killing the opponent wholesale can you gain the upper hand on the battlefield.
The Xia soldiers on the city wall, whether they were veterans of a hundred battles or rookies who had just climbed up the city wall, many had ugly faces, but no one retreated, and no one dared to escape from the battle. Everyone knows that this is a fierce battle with no retreat.
Once Lingzhou City is breached, the wives, children, and children behind it will be slaughtered, their homes will be devastated, and everything will be at a loss.
Many Song soldiers also looked solemn. The overwhelming Mongolian army attacked the city, and the fierce battle made their hearts tremble.
Did the Mongolian army take medicine? Why did they attack the city regardless of casualties?
"So many Tatar troops!"
"How can we fight like this!"
On the east wall, Song generals Sun Du and Wang Xiuwu were dumbfounded, watching the locust-like Mongolian army attacking.
Several Song soldiers on the city wall secretly despised him. Wang Gui blushed secretly and couldn't help shouting angrily.
"Brothers, prepare to meet the enemy!"
These two guys have really disgraced the Jinling Martial Arts Hall!
In vain, I usually regard them as brothers of life and death, but they are really weak and cowardly. No wonder the third brother looks down on them.
The Mongol army was coming in a frenzy and was fierce. Many soldiers in the Xia and Song dynasties had their hearts pounding, but everyone mustered up the courage and tightened their weapons.
"God's Arm Bow, get ready!"
"Artillery, prepare!"
Li Deren and Cao Youwan shouted loudly, and the crossbowmen on the city wall loaded their crossbows, adjusted their direction, and aimed outside the city. The archer took out his arrow, holding the bow in his hand, and placed the arrow on the ground.
The crossbowmen of the Song Army also loaded their crossbows with arrows, and the gunners began to load ammunition in a busy and orderly manner.
Li Deren saw the Song soldiers busy at work and felt relieved. He smiled unconsciously and shook his head slightly.
Many soldiers and civilians in the city, including Zhizhou Ning Zining and others, thought these were his private soldiers, but they did not know that they were the official troops of the Song Dynasty. He doesn't want to expose it, as long as he can defend Lingzhou City.
In the Mongolian formation, a trebuchet finally pushed it to a distance of two hundred steps. The stones were flying all over the sky. Some of them crossed the city wall and smashed the walls of the houses in the city. Some of them hit the city wall with a "dang-dang" sound. ring. However, the Lingzhou city wall is three feet thick, so there is no need to worry about the impact of rocks weighing more than ten kilograms or twenty kilograms. Some stones also hit the city wall, killing and injuring many soldiers.
At the same time, the Mongolian army's ballistae fired together. Some of the crossbows penetrated the city wall more than a foot, and some shot over the defenders on the wall.
The crossbows were inserted into the city wall so densely that when the Mongolian army attacked the city, they could grab the crossbows and climb directly to the city without using a ladder.
"shoot!"
On the city wall, Li Deren shouted angrily, and the crossbowman slammed the trigger of the divine arm bow. The spear left the string, roared out, and shot through the air. Dozens of people suddenly fell to the rushing Mongolian army. , and even more Mongolian soldiers were nailed to the ground through their bodies, making loud screams.
"fire!"
On the city wall, Cao Youwan's palms were sweating and he couldn't wait.
This distance and this crowd density are the perfect opportunity to kill the opponent.
"Peng! Peng! Peng!"
On the south and east walls, 50 artillery pieces each fired at the same time. Gunpowder smoke filled the air, and countless iron pellets flew in the air, hitting their heads and faces, and went straight to the trebuchet position of the Mongolian army.
The Mongolian gunners were knocked down, screaming and rolling, and the trebuchet was beaten to pieces and staggered here and there. The Song army shelled several times in succession, and the Mongolian army's trebuchet array, which had short range and slow firing, was beaten to silence. It also brought the surrounding Mongolian soldiers to their backs, leaving a bloody mess.
In the Mongol army, the expressions of all the Mongol generals who were watching the battle changed.
The Xia army's firepower on the city today seemed to be much more fierce than in the past.
Feathered arrows covered the sky and fell one after another outside the city. Countless people fell down. The Mongolian soldiers carried hundreds of ladders, and even the captains of ten and centurions took the lead. They came very fast and arrived at Lingzhou at a very fast speed. Under the city wall, countless ladders were put up on the city wall, and countless Mongolian warriors climbed up.
Rolling wood and stone gold liquid fell from the top of the city one after another. Countless Mongolian troops were smashed and killed, and countless people swarmed up in a steady stream.
Hundreds of Mongolian troops climbed up the ladders and covered the east and south city walls and city tops like ants. A fierce fierce battle at the city head immediately began.
"prick!"
The officer shouted loudly, and countless spears pierced the crenelations. The spears stabbed and retracted, and the blood mist soared with each blow. The Mongolian troops who climbed to the top of the city fell off the city one by one, like dumplings. Under the city wall, wounded soldiers and corpses were everywhere, squirming and struggling, extremely tragic.
Countless Mongolian troops attacked the city, and fierce hand-to-hand combat between the two sides immediately began.
A Mongolian soldier had just jumped down from the crenel when several spears were stabbed at him from above and below. He used a machete to separate the one stabbed at the throat. His left leg and right rib were hit each time. He suddenly lost his strength and fell down. On the city wall.
Countless short axes roared in the air, and dozens of Song and Xia spearmen fell down in an instant, screaming, but the other spearmen were not afraid at all. Countless spear heads shook, and they stabbed out quickly like poisonous snakes. The Mongolian army was miserable again. He screamed and fell down.
The Xixia sergeants were afraid of the arrows and cavalry attacks of the Mongolian army, but now it was a hand-to-hand battle with no retreat, so they were not afraid at all. The fighting between the two sides was also extremely brutal. Someone fell down every moment, screams continued, and the walls were covered with corpses and blood.
A Xia soldier and a Mongolian soldier fought each other. The Mongolian soldier slashed the Xia soldier in the face with a knife. At the same time, the Xia soldier stabbed the Mongolian soldier in the throat with his spear. Both sides fell to the ground almost at the same time, each bleeding and convulsing, but they were still dead. Stare at each other.
"Kill the Tartar dogs!"
Li Deren couldn't help shouting angrily, and slashed out with his knife, knocking a Mongolian soldier off the city wall. Another Mongolian soldier climbed up to the top of the city and chopped it off with a knife. Li Deren struck a blow with his knife and took a step back. Blood oozed from the tiger's mouth. The Mongolian soldiers jumped into the city wall, and as soon as they raised their swords, they were shot over by crossbows, leaving several bloody holes in their bodies.
"prick!"
The Xia soldiers stabbed with spears in their hands, and the spear heads flew in and out of the city. The soldiers on both sides were dripping with blood, dyeing the city walls red and the military uniforms of everyone. Mongolian soldiers continued to rush up the city wall, and Xia soldiers continued to come in. Both sides risked their lives to fight, you and I, until death.
Li Deren took the lead and fought for a while, his hands and feet were sore, and then he stepped aside under the protection of his own soldiers, feeling relieved secretly.
Although there were bloody battles on the top of the city, Xia Bing was able to stabilize the situation. Especially the new recruits who participated in actual combat, their spears were flying, so fierce, and more effective than the previous regular soldiers, which really surprised him. No matter how ferocious the opponent was or how many people there were, the recruits stabbed with their spears steadily, accurately and ruthlessly. The Mongolian army could not gain a foothold at the top of the city. They were either killed or injured, and they were stabbed down the city one after another.
"Throwing wood and rolling stone!"
After repelling another group of Mongolian troops on the city wall, Li Deren shouted loudly, commanding the guards to throw rolling logs and rocks down the city. The Mongolian troops were knocked down from the ladder one after another, screaming and howling like ghosts and wolves.
"General Yang, artillery!"
The Mongolian army's sharp archers kept firing arrows outside the city, and Xia soldiers kept falling on the top of the city. Li Deren shouted loudly.
"fire!"
Yang Daquan roared loudly and waved the red flag in his hand.
"Puffy!"
The earth-shattering sound of artillery sounded, and the city was filled with smoke, which was earth-shattering. On the southern city wall, more than a hundred artillery pieces fired together, covering a width of five miles on both walls.
Iron pellets tore through the air and flew wildly. The Mongolian soldiers who fired arrows violently outside the city fell to the ground one by one. The blood mist soared and the blood arrows flew. The screams resounded through the wilderness. The blood stained the snowfield and quickly solidified. The ground was filled with shocking red color.
Li Deren hurried to the corner of the southeast city wall and saw wave after wave of artillery fire from the Song army. The Mongolian troop of a thousand men outside the east city was beaten to pieces. Corpses and wounded covered the wilderness. Some elite Mongolian soldiers could not stand the brutal artillery. The blows were knocked back one after another.
"Throw a bomb!"
The officers roared one after another, and countless thunderbolts were thrown out. The entire city wall to the moat, a width of forty or fifty meters, was filled with smoke columns, the choking smell of gunpowder smoke and the strong smell of blood intertwined, and it was all a piece of flesh and blood. The flying was fierce.
The smoke dissipated slightly, and countless corpses and injured were piled up. Broken limbs and human organs were everywhere. There was me among you, you among me. There were still ladders, swords, guns and broken flags covered with dirty blood. Iron and blood blended together, and it was like a blur. Like the end of the world.
The drums and horns were beating continuously, cheering for this fierce battle. It seemed that they would not give up until one side gave up.
