The Mongolian knights were superb in equestrian skills and strong in stature. They beat their horses until they reached the edge of the moat and shouted loudly toward the top of the city. They were extremely arrogant.
"Listen up to the Song troops in the city and quickly leave the city and surrender, otherwise our Mongolian army will attack the city and leave no chickens or dogs behind!"
It was indeed a Tatar army! Sure enough! If you don't accept it, do it. This is their usual war style.
"Your Majesty, please wait a moment! Let's discuss it!"
Lu Wende shouted loudly, walked towards the gunner on the crenel on the side, and asked in a low voice.
"Can you beat it down?"
"Don't worry, general, we can't kill this thief. I'll show you my head!"
The gunner knew it well, quietly adjusted the muzzle, and answered confidently.
The city head is only about thirty steps away from the moat, the artillery's firing range can reach more than three hundred steps, and the shotgun can reach fifty or sixty steps in width. The gunners are naturally confident.
"Hey, people in the city, have we discussed it yet?"
The Mongolian Archer envoy was very impatient and shouted loudly.
"Your Majesty, now!"
Lu Wende shouted towards the city, turned around, and immediately issued a military order with a dark face.
"Give me the order. Once the small cannon fires, the rest of the artillery will be aimed at the Tatar army. Let me fire together. Don't stop!"
Lu Wende warned with a dark face, and the ordering soldiers bent down and ran away separately. Lu Wende then stood up straight.
"General, no! There are hundreds of Song people!"
Chen Yin was shocked and immediately persuaded him.
Once the artillery is fired, countless people will be killed or injured, which is not done by a benevolent and righteous teacher.
Moreover, once this matter comes out, thousands of people will criticize it and the people will be stabbed in the back.
"Ms. Chen, do you think those people can survive in the hands of the Tatar army?"
Lu Wende said coldly and ignored Chen Yin. He lay on the city wall, glanced at the Mongolian cavalry in the distance, and shouted loudly to the Mongolian envoy by the moat.
"Your Majesty, what did you just say? If we don't surrender, what will you do?"
The Mongolian army is all cavalry. The distance is only three to four hundred steps, and the range of small artillery can be reached, let alone general artillery.
Chen Yin shook his head, knowing that further persuasion was useless, he frowned and sighed.
It is better to be a peace dog than a person in troubled times. Once you become a prisoner, your fate is left to God's will.
"Are you, Niang, deaf? If you don't open the city and surrender, I'll kill you and cut off your ears and tongue!"
Feeling that he had been teased, the Mongolian knight was furious. He pointed at Lu Wende and others on the city wall, cursed loudly, began to take out his arrows, and pointed his bow at the city head.
This guy is just trying to amuse him. If he doesn't give him some color, he won't know how powerful he is.
"Open the city gate quickly! Otherwise, I'll skin you and cramp you!"
The Mongolian envoy pointed his arrow at the top of the city and was about to release the arrow.
"Don't cut off your ears, don't peel your skin and get cramps, never! OK, OK, I'll open the city gate right away!"
Lu Wende sneered, straightened up, and suddenly shouted angrily.
"fire!"
Lu Wende's military order sounded, and the flag in the flag officer's hand waved heavily.
"Peng!"
The cannon roared, smoke filled the air, and the iron pellets tore through the air and spurted out. The Mongolian envoy on the horse was hit, and he and his horse fell to the ground together. The horse whined feebly on the ground, covered in blood, and kept twitching.
As for the Mongolian army's sharp archer messenger, his body was pressed under the horse, motionless, and he seemed to be in danger.
"Puffy!"
Before the Mongolian knights could react from their surprise, smoke rose from the west city wall, and thirty or forty artillery pieces of the Song Army opened fire at the same time. The shells roared sharply and headed straight for the Mongolian army's cavalry formation.
A solid iron ball roared towards the head of a Mongolian knight, causing his brain to burst. The Mongolian knight fell from his horse and fell to the ground. His head was bloody and smeared all over the ground.
Twenty small cannons roared together, and shotgun pellets sprayed out, flying all over the sky, covering the front of the Mongolian cavalry formation. The men and horses fell to the ground, and the iron pellets hit the ground with a "puff" sound, and dust flew up. Bullet holes.
More than a dozen solid iron balls fell into the Mongolian cavalry formation and bounced forward, breaking bones and muscles wherever they went. They smashed out alleys of flesh and blood, and the entire Mongolian cavalry formation became a mess.
The sound of artillery continued, and smoke filled the city walls. In the Mongolian cavalry formation outside the city, Mongolian knights fell off their horses one after another. Corpses of men and horses were piled on the ground. Wounded horses whined and rolled in a pool of blood, and wounded soldiers rolled and squirmed on the ground. It was miserable. Scream.
Those prisoners of the Song Dynasty who were tortured by artillery fire were crying like ghosts and howling like wolves, and no one cared about them for a while. Those Song prisoners who took the opportunity to flee were killed by waves of arrows mercilessly by the frightened and angry Mongolian knights in the middle and rear of the Mongolian cavalry formation.
The sound of artillery roared, and the Mongolian cavalry formation was in chaos, retreating one after another. On the way to retreat, nearly a hundred Mongolian cavalry were affected by the artillery fire, and they were either killed or injured and scattered throughout the wilderness.
On the city wall, Chen Yin looked pale and frightened.
He had only heard about it, but had never seen the power of firearms. Today, the brief moment of shelling at the top of the city made him feel that this thing was so terrifying.
I don’t know how the Emperor of the Song Dynasty created such a ferocious and important weapon of the country?
"Open the city gate, put up the drawbridge, and let the people in!"
Seeing the surviving Song prisoners fleeing towards the moat, Lu Wende immediately issued a military order.
He will definitely save the people who can be saved. He will never stand idly by and never waste opportunities.
"General, be careful! If the city gate is opened and the Tatar army takes the opportunity to attack the city, wouldn't Xihezhou City be in danger?"
Chen Yin was shocked and immediately stepped forward to stop him.
"Taking the opportunity to attack the city? Mr. Chen, you think too highly of them."
Lu Wende smiled coldly. He looked at the Mongolian army outside the city with disdain.
"If they dare to come, I won't beg for it. When the time comes, I will let them know what it means to be frightened and have flesh and blood flying everywhere."
Sitting on a fortified city with a full range of firearms, if he is unable to fight a city siege, he, the commander-in-chief of Xihe Prefecture, will really have to abdicate in favor of others.
"General, the Mongolian army has never seen an artillery carriage. Do you want to go out of the city and give him a good fuck?"
Lu Yuanting came up, holding an iron rod in his hand, and excitedly clasped his fists aside to report.
Lu Wende couldn't help being stunned, looked at Lu Yuanting, and laughed softly.
The officers who came out of the Jinling Martial Arts Hall were all very bold.
The suspension bridge fell and the west gate of Xihezhou City opened wide. The remaining dozens of prisoners panicked and fled into Xihezhou City. When they entered the city gate, they all fell to their knees and cried bitterly.
"Stop crying! What happened? What happened to Jiezhou?"
Lu Wende looked at the captive people who were brought up, and his face darkened.
These people are in such miserable condition that something big might have happened to Jiezhou City.
"Back to the general, Jiezhou City was massacred by the Tatar army. Except for these hundreds of people, everyone died!"
Li Shou, the deputy commander of Jiezhou, came up with a low voice.
Lu Wende was greatly shocked, and all the soldiers looked gloomy.
Although Jiezhou was more remote, there were nearly ten thousand people in the city and two thousand officers and soldiers, who were massacred by the Tatar army.
"Although there are few people in Jiezhou City, there are still two thousand officers and soldiers. What on earth is going on with you...?"
Lu Wende wanted to blame him, but seeing the miserable expressions of Li Shou and others, covered with blood, he held back his anger.
Although there are two thousand officers and soldiers in Jiezhou, he knows exactly how good they are. In the final analysis, there are too few troops on the west side of Lizhou, and there are three passes and five states, so it is difficult to blame them.
"Brother, tell General Lu quickly, what happened to Jiezhou?"
Cao Erxiong asked urgently.
Jiezhou City is at the rear. Did the Tatar army fly down from the sky?
"Early in the morning, the Tatar army disguised itself and attacked the city gate. Before the brothers entered the city, the military camp outside the city was overrun. Although the brothers fought hard to kill the enemy, they were no match after all. The Tatar army rushed into the city and defended the city. All the brothers died in the battle. The Tatar army burned, killed and looted, and finally burned the city of Jiezhou."
Li Shou regained his composure and whispered.
"General, give the order! Kill them and avenge the people of Jiezhou!"
Cao Erxiong was furious and immediately shouted out.
Comrades were killed, people suffered, they were burned, killed, looted, and started an undeclared war. This was a blatant invasion.
Just like just now, he shot and killed the Song soldiers without saying a word. How could he endure the Mongolian army being so arrogant and domineering?
"General, the thousands of brothers in Jiezhou City cannot die in vain like this!"
"General, give the order! Fight with the Tatar army!"
Zhao Shu, Lu Yuanting and other arrogant generals were also filled with righteous indignation and stepped forward to ask for orders.
The Mongolian cavalry formation, which had retreated two miles away, pointed at the head of Xihezhou City and cursed loudly, but they were mumbling and could not understand what they were saying.
It seems that they are accusing Song Jun of being deceitful and not practicing martial ethics.
"Quiet!"
Lu Wende waved his hand and shouted, and all the generals fell silent.
These Mongolian troops have a domineering style, and this may be the way they always do things. The Mongolian army dominates the world and has no opponents. This arrogance and self-confidence may have penetrated into the hearts of the soldiers.
The Mongolian army believed that those who killed more were heroes, which was completely different from the Central Plains culture. Only by defeating the other party can the other party be feared and convinced.
This is clearly explained in the "Tatar Policy".
"Zhao Shu, lead a thousand brothers to defend the city, and the rest of the brothers will follow me out of the city!"
Lu Wende hesitated for a moment and then issued a military order.
How can we call it a strong army without going through some field battles? If the Song army doesn't go to the field, it will always huddle in the city and never become strong.
"General Lu, wait!"
Chen Yin was startled and quickly took a few steps forward to stop Lu Wende.
"Ms. Chen, what's the matter with you?"
Lu Wende tried his best to control his temper.
Regarding the war, the emperor had already made a decree, and the military and political affairs were separated and could not be overstepped.
Besides, the Mongolian army destroyed Jiezhou City, and he had to find this place back.
"General, your Majesty's "Tatar Policy" says that the Tatar army likes to lure the enemy and besiege the city for reinforcements. If you send troops, if the Tatars have reinforcements, won't you be making a fool of the safety of tens of thousands of people in Xihe Prefecture? General, be careful!"
Chen Yin said solemnly, trying to dissuade Lu Wende from his impulse.
The strength of the Song army lies in defending the city. As for the field battle, it is likely that it will not be the opponent of the Tatar army, so it is better to be careful.
