"Prepare!"
On the right wing of the Song Army, Wu Feng shouted loudly and his face turned red.
100 9-pound cannons, 100 7-pound cannons, 100 rifled cannons, and 100 short-barreled cannons, a total of 400 artillery pieces, were aimed at the position in front of the right wing position.
The powder packets were pushed into the gun barrel one by one, and the solid iron balls were loaded in. The short-barreled artillery was stuffed with powder packets and explosive shells. Then the powder packets were pierced by the steel drill, and the gunpowder was sprinkled into the gun port.
"General, the Tatar cavalry all wear silk robes. The silk robes are made of raw silk and are finely woven. It is difficult for crossbow arrows to penetrate the silk robes and they are not very lethal!"
The words of artillery commander Gao Guoshou made Wu Feng nodded slightly.
"The crossbows can't penetrate, so let them have a taste of artillery!"
Kill the Mongolian cavalry as much as possible and make their formation chaotic, creating a good opportunity for the Song cavalry to charge into the formation.
The Mongolian cavalry broke out of the formation, and the black waves were endless. The Mongolian heavy cavalry was in front and the light cavalry was behind. The horses moved slowly, coming like a tide.
"About 40% of the Mongolian army is heavy cavalry. The heavy cavalry are fully armored, and their weapons are mostly long spears, and they also carry short scimitars or maces, hung on the waist or placed on the saddle. The remaining 60% are light cavalry. , except for wearing a helmet, no armor is worn on the body. The Mongolian army still uses old tactics, but the armor seems to be much more sophisticated than before."
Lu Wenhuan looked at the Mongolian cavalry in the distance. The sky was full of moving horse heads, and his palms were sweating.
In the Battle of Hanzhong, with only more than 20,000 Mongolian cavalry, the Song army's front line of 40,000 soldiers almost collapsed. Nowadays, more Mongolian cavalry are going into battle, and their equipment is more elite, which is really embarrassing.
"General, do you want to speed up now?"
Lu Wenhuan was young and couldn't withstand the pressure brought by Wan Qi's attack, and he was panicking.
"No rush, wait until the artillery takes action before charging."
Wang Shixin shook his head. He had full confidence in his own cavalry.
In other words, if there is no artillery and it is just a cavalry hedge, he would really feel guilty.
When the Song army's central army formed a large formation, Wang Jian raised his telescope and looked towards the right-wing position. He saw that the Mongolian cavalry was all over the mountains and fields, like a surging tide.
"Lao Yu, how many brothers will we lose in this charge?"
Wang Jian next to Yu Jie looked gloomy, as if it was about to rain.
Even if the artillery can decimate the Mongolian cavalry, the cavalry position is too far from the Chinese artillery position. The artillery of the right-wing infantry alone may not be lethal enough.
"Old Wang, the Tatar cavalry chose to charge the formation with ten thousand cavalry in view of the lessons learned from the Battle of Hanzhong, rather than add fuel to the battle. Unfortunately, our army also has 30,000 cavalry, and the Tatar cavalry does not have an advantage."
Yu Jie's words made Wang Jian suddenly realize and nodded heavily.
In the Battle of Hanzhong, Torre relied on the impact ability of the Mongolian cavalry and chose the refueling tactic again and again, but in the end he fell short.
Sixty thousand cavalry clashed against each other. This charge was evenly matched, and it was a head-to-head confrontation that made people's blood boil.
"well……"
Wang Jian shook his head gently, unable to bear to look directly at this tragic scene of charging into the battle formation.
"Old Wang, do you think that after this Northern Expedition, how many of the Mongolian cavalry that dominate the world will be left?"
Yu Jie's long words made Wang Jian stunned for a long time, as if he was lost.
He also understood what Yu Jie meant. There would definitely be many casualties in this Northern Expedition.
"Don't worry! Now it's up to the right wing artillery and cavalry brothers!"
Yu Jie looked gloomy and spoke decisively.
"Old Wang, you go to the right-wing position to supervise the battle. The Tatar cavalry will definitely go around to the east. Then we can kill them with their majesty!"
With the artillery of the Song Army on the right wing, it was not easy for the Mongolian cavalry to charge into the formation.
Iron hoofs trampled the earth, and the ground trembled. A vast expanse of Mongolian cavalry moved forward, with horse heads and heads moving, a sea of men and horses.
"Kill Song Dog!"
Among the thousands of horses, Xiao Naitai rode forward. He raised his sharp saber and shouted at the top of his lungs.
Only by defeating the cavalry of the Song Army can it be possible to drive away the defeated army and break up the Song Army's formation.
"Kill Song Dog!"
Thousands of troops and horses galloped forward, and the land east of the river trembled endlessly. Smoke and dust billowed, covering the wilderness, as if the end of the world was coming. The Mongolian cavalry roared wildly. They urged their horses forward, the sabers in their hands were shining brightly, and the smoke was billowing, like countless angry and violent beasts, ferocious and terrifying.
"General, two miles!"
The lookout's voice was hoarse. Wu Feng stopped hesitating and shouted.
"fire!"
The red flag in the flag officer's hand was waved, and the Song army formed a large formation on the right wing. Clouds of thick smoke spewed out, and the ground shook violently. For an instant, it overwhelmed the rumble of thousands of galloping horses, and bursts of muffled thunder seemed to resound in the sky. Continuously.
The sound of artillery was deafening. First, 100 short-barreled artillery fires were fired together. Amidst the terrifying screams, huge bombs roared into the sky, drew arcs, and slowly flew into the galloping Mongolian army's cavalry formation.
The shells fell to the ground, and violent explosions came one after another. Smoke and dust flew in the Mongolian cavalry formation, and iron beads and pieces of iron flew all over the sky. Pieces of Mongolian cavalry were shot off their horses, either dead or injured. A large number of people and horses screamed and mourned. Every bullet The explosion of the explosive shells can cause the death and injury of more than ten Mongolian cavalry. They were turned upside down and their bodies were bloody. Just the 100 explosive shells in the first round caused the casualties of nearly a thousand Mongolian knights.
100 9-pound cannons opened fire, and 100 9-pound solid iron balls filled the air, hitting their heads and faces, and continued to hit the galloping Mongolian cavalry formation. The iron ball bounced and leaped on the hard ground, crashing wildly. Wherever it went, there were intensive sounds of fractures and screams. The war horses stumbled and screamed, and the iron ball flew around, harvesting lives wantonly.
There was constant sound of artillery and thick smoke billowing. The Mongolian cavalry who entered within a mile were met with tens of thousands of dense shotguns. The men fell on their backs and their horses were shot with bloody arrows. It was a bloody storm, and many men and horses fell down.
Yu Jie looked at the sky to the right, and another 100 9-pound rifled cannons rose into the sky. They drew an arc and fell far into the rear formation of the Mongolian cavalry. The cavalryman was knocked off his horse, and the air was filled with flying human and horse body parts and pieces of flesh. The frightened horses fled in all directions, and there was another commotion in the Mongolian cavalry formation.
Immediately after the 7-pound cannons and 5-pound cannons were fired, 400 artillery pieces and 4 types of artillery fired continuously. The sound of artillery was endless. The sky was filled with galloping iron pellets and iron ball artillery shells. Thick smoke filled the sky above the Song Army's right-wing position. .
Silk medicine bags, coupled with the well-trained and skilled Song army gunners, the artillery can fire four to five times from two miles to one mile, with continuous sound of gunfire, explosive shells, solid iron balls, and shotguns, from the front of the Mongolian army's cavalry formation, Reaching the end of the Mongolian cavalry formation, they almost attacked the entire Mongolian cavalry formation. The 30,000 Mongolian cavalry had not yet joined the Song army's cavalry formation, and at least 30% to 40% were lost.
The Song Army's artillery was so fierce that the Mongolian cavalry accelerated outwards, forming a large arc, and continued to move towards the Song Army's cavalry formation.
"Puffy!"
In the right-wing position of the Song Army, an earth-shattering artillery sound suddenly sounded. 100 9-pound rifled cannons fired at once. Large plumes of thick smoke spewed out. 100 solid iron balls roared into the sky, passed over the heads of the Song Army's cavalry formation, and hit the enemy. The Mongolian cavalry formation galloping around.
"Keep going! Don't stop!"
Wang Jian shouted loudly, but the artillerymen who rushed over ignored him and fired five rounds at a time before stopping.
The 9-pound rifled cannon has a range of more than 5 miles. 100 9-pound solid iron balls were thrown out. The Mongolian cavalry formation that came like a tide became much sparser.
Then, 100 7-pound cannons and 100 short-barreled artillery pieces on the Song Army's right-wing position briefly cooled down and then opened fire again. 100 explosive bombs and 100 solid iron balls fell into the air, and once again exploded in the Mongolian cavalry formation. There was a loud bang, and countless people fell off their horses. The screams were continuous, and the Mongolian cavalry formation was much sparser again.
Xiao Naitai's scalp was numb at the sight, but he could only urge his horse forward.
Before charging into battle, Meng Ge's cavalry had already lost about half. If we go into battle with the Song army again, we will be outnumbered. Do we still have a chance to win?
Finally, the sound of artillery stopped, and the cavalry formation of the Song Army and the cavalry formation of the Mongolian army rushed out of the artillery fire. The two sides finally collided with each other in the rain of arrows.
People were on their backs, their horses were on their backs, and the shouts of killing were loud. Both sides instantly suffered countless casualties. The sound of arrows continued, and the thunder thundered one after another. Both sides rushed to kill at the risk of their lives, and soon passed through the formation. The ground was covered with screaming wounded and countless mourning horses. Arrows were everywhere, knives and guns were scattered, and blood and human organs were everywhere.
After a fierce charge, the Song army lost four to five thousand cavalry, and the Mongolian army's cavalry formation had less than 10,000 cavalry.
Seeing more than a thousand Mongolian cavalry charging behind the formation, riding straight towards the Song army's right artillery position, Wang Jian shouted loudly.
"Grenadier!"
More than a hundred Song Army grenadiers ran out and smashed out like thunderstorms that shook the sky.
Subconsciously, the Mongolian cavalry urged their horses hard, trying to quickly approach the Song army's formation.
"Tong Tong Tong!"
There were constant thunderous explosions, columns of smoke billowing, and the Mongolian cavalry in front of them were flying with blood and flesh. The Song grenadiers fired three rounds, but none of the Mongolian cavalry could get close to the Song army's formation.
The sound of artillery in the wilderness was earth-shattering, the sound of firecrackers continued, and the thunderous explosions were thrilling. Han Chijin looked at the bloody fighting scene outside the city and felt like he was having a nightmare.
"Song Jun's Sky-shaking Thunder doesn't need... to be ignited!"
A Mongolian general who participated in the Battle of Hanzhong in Song Dynasty said in surprise.
"It seems like just a pull and it starts to smoke!"
Another general was frightened and picked up the topic.
Han Chijin's eyes widened. Sure enough, the grenadiers of the Song Army just pulled the string, and then threw the thunderbolts continuously.
Among the Mongolian troops, whether it was Tacha'er in the cavalry formation outside the city, or Han Chijin and others watching the battle on the city wall, everyone's expressions changed.
Such ferocious bombardment, such brutal thunder bombardment, the wilderness was filled with the corpses of Mongolian cavalry, and the sight was full of wounded people screaming and squirming in pools of blood, and injured horses screamed helplessly on the ground...
"Puffy!"
Another burst of earth-shattering artillery sounds rang out. The artillery fire from the Song Army's right-wing position started one after another. The artillery shells poured like hail towards the newly assembled Mongolian cavalry formation.
In the Mongolian cavalry formation, pieces of Mongolian cavalry fell off their horses. In a panic, the Mongolian cavalry formation had no way to retreat and hurriedly launched another attack on the Song cavalry assembled on the opposite side.
The two sides charged into battle again, and there was another brutal fight. Thousands of cavalry were lost in both cases, and there were dead and injured cavalry everywhere. In comparison, the Mongolian cavalry formation suffered more losses. The Mongolian cavalry did not charge for the third time, but chose to retreat to the left wing of the formation.
Seeing the panic on their faces, the cavalry formation shrunk drastically, leaving only about three to four thousand cavalry.
Under the fierce artillery fire of the Song army, the Mongolian cavalry formation was crippled after only two charges.
On the wall of Taiyuan City, Han Chijin, Brother Meng and others were dumbfounded, and many people had not yet recovered.
In this charge, more than 20,000 Mongolian cavalry were just gone?
The Song Army's cavalry pursued them and wanted to take advantage of the victory. The Han Army's trebuchets and crossbows on the east mountain fired together. Because the distance was too far, the Song Army had to retreat after losing dozens of cavalry.
Under the banner of the Song Army's central army, Yu Jie looked in the direction of Dongshan, frowning.
"Lao Yu, if you want to break the Tatar infantry formation, Dongshan is always a threat. If you don't capture Dongshan, even if you break the Tatar infantry formation, you can only attack the city from the south, which will cause great losses."
Wang Jian looked at Dongshan with the same gloomy expression.
"After breaking through Dongshan, artillery can be mounted to threaten Taiyuan City, and we can wait for opportunities to break through the city wall from the northwest corner. Dongshan is 30 miles long from north to south. As long as we capture Laotou Ridge in front of us and break through Taiyuan City, we will be just around the corner."
Zhang Zhongxia also holds the same view.
"It seems that the only option is to attack by force."
Yu Jie nodded and looked at Wang Jian.
"Old Wang, I'll give you a credit for capturing Dongshan!"
With more than ten thousand Han troops stationed there, this battle to attack the mountain will probably not be easy.
"Don't worry, Commander Yu. The general will not be able to conquer Dongshan. Come and see me!"
Wang Jian eagerly accepted the order.
It's up to him, Wang Jian, to fight the tough battle!
