"General, the Dijon army has moved. It will take at most half an hour to reach Xuzhou City."
"The whole army is ready for war!"
"Yes!" On March 29th, the wind was calm and the sun was beautiful, but the war was about to break out. Eighty artillery pieces were moved onto the city wall, more than a thousand muskets, crossbows and crossbows were in place, and Molotov cocktails, rolling stones, and rolling logs were all prepared.
Song Che and Liao Heng personally went to the wall to supervise the battle. With the emperor and military advisor present, the morale of the soldiers was greatly increased. Three quarters of a hour.
"Dong dong dong..." Thick footsteps could be heard a few miles away. Looking around, the black Dijon army was swallowing up the earth like a tide.
The scene is really shocking!
"Five miles!"
"Artillery ready!" The artilleryman cleaned the barrel, loaded gunpowder and shells, and waited aside with a torch.
Song Che used his telescope to observe the distance of the Dijon army at any time.
"Three miles!"
"Fire!" Eighty artillery pieces were fired simultaneously.
"Boom!" The sound of artillery sounded, kicking off the war, and the artillery hit the Dijon camp heavily, and the destructive power was visible to the naked eye.
It was probably the first time that Dijon had such a ferocious firearm. It immediately blew into the charge and howled. The vanguard cavalry carried the ladder in pairs and charged towards the foot of the city.
Wait until the cavalry rushes to half a mile.
"Aim the musket!"
"Fire!" Thousands of guns fired in a volley, raining bullets like a curtain, knocking down the front row of cavalry in an instant. After firing the musket, while refilling the ammunition, the crossbow stepped forward to fire again!
In just three rounds of cross-range long-range strikes, hundreds of cavalry were stumbled. Upon seeing this, Dijon hurriedly changed his strategy, recalled his cavalry, and used shield infantry to cover the advance.
Under the cover of shields and human walls, eight battering rams approached the city gate one after another.
"Artillery, destroy their siege vehicles!" The artillery turned its muzzle and aimed at the siege vehicles. Two rounds of artillery fire came down, destroying most of the vehicles!
At this time, the Dijon shield soldiers were approaching Xuzhou City less than half a mile with their crossbows. They suddenly withdrew their defensive formations. Tens of thousands of infantry carried wall ladders and charged towards the city gate!
The infantry would cross the wall ladder truss moat and put up wooden planks to make a simple bridge.
"Molotov cocktail!" The Molotov cocktail filled with alcohol was thrown into the moat. Blue flames exploded and quickly set the bridge on fire. Even if the alcohol fell into the river, it would float on the river surface because it is less dense than water. Those who lost their feet and fell in The Dijon infantry in Hanoi could not escape the burning!
The battle lasted for two quarters of an hour. Liang Fang used various types of firearms to prevent Dijon from crossing the moat. Finally, Dijon was unable to sustain enough losses. After leaving a thousand corpses behind, he ordered his troops to withdraw and temporarily retreated.
But they did not go far away, but retreated five miles away, reorganized their formation, and would launch another charge at any time.
"The entire army replenishes ammunition quickly. The enemy just launched a test attack, and there will be a second round soon!"
"Brother Song, when are you going to leave the city to fight? The swords and axes in the hands of the soldiers are already thirsty!"
"The Art of War says: 'Courage in battles is first strong, then weak, and thirdly exhausted.' Next, they will attack on a large scale. As long as they are defeated twice, they can open the city gate and let out the drawbridge. Chase.”
"Look, Dijon is moving again!" Sure enough, this time, Dijon pressed forward in full force, with the shield infantry as the front row, approaching Xuzhou City in sequence.
The artillery fire was fierce again, and it was not explosive shells. One shot killed seven or eight people, and Dijon healed again, which could not slow them down much.
After a while, the Dijon infantry marched half a mile away. Amidst the hail of bullets, they suddenly changed their formation. They saw the infantry dispersed, and a group of heavy cavalry wearing armor and horses suddenly charged with a large shield!
"It's Dijon's armored heavy cavalry!" The cavalry were almost armed to the teeth. In addition, the Dijon people were tall and powerful, just like human tanks. Thousands of cavalry were charging, and the sense of oppression was suffocating!
The armored heavy cavalry almost ignored the muskets and crossbows, lined up in front to cover the infantry, and rushed to the moat in one breath.
With dozens of times the strength of the first attack, more than ten wooden bridges were quickly built on the moat. The Dijon soldiers braved the flames, carried the wall ladder, and finally reached the Xuzhou city wall!
The Liang army dropped rolling stones, logs, explosives, and Molotov cocktails, sweeping the Dijon platoon soldiers off the city wall one by one.
At this time, the enemy's catapults had also moved towards the city wall. A round of explosives was thrown onto the city wall. With the help of strong bows and crossbows, battle damage began to occur in the beams.
"Let the artillery destroy their catapults!" The catapults are far inferior to the artillery in terms of range, power, and distance.
Once the muzzle is aimed at the catapult and half a round of fire is fired, most of the catapult will be damaged in battle. Although the Dijon people reached the city wall, no one could get up. Thousands of corpses were piled under the city wall, burned by the fire and stinking extremely.
The attack failed for half an hour, and Dijon withdrew again.
"This time, everyone is allowed to cheer for a while." Song Che wiped his face with a rag. Even though he was not on the battlefield, the smoke still blackened his face.
The joy of victory turned into bursts of cheers, and they uniformly shouted to the Dijon army: "Tatars, get back to the outside of the pass! Tartars, get back to the outside of the pass!" The shouts were undoubtedly another heavy punch, and the morale of Dijon was defeated three more times. point.
Dijon still did not retreat. The two sides faced off for another two-quarters of an hour. Suddenly, the Dijon army began to move forward again. This time, it marched slowly and did not launch an offensive.
"Don't fire yet, bring them closer." The Dijon troops came to the city. The leader had a mustache. He was in his thirties, but he was still a familiar face. He was not the Dijon envoy who had played polo with them in Luoyang in the past. Class?
"Hey, are you Daliang people so weak and useless? You only dare to hide on the city wall to defend. If you are a man, go out of the city and fight to the death!"
"Yes! A bunch of shrinking turtles dare to come down and fight to the death!"
"If you don't dare to fight, just open the city and surrender, otherwise when we invade Xuzhou, we will slaughter you all without leaving a trace!" It turned out to be a quarrel.
Not to be outdone, Song Che took the lead and taunted: "I've always heard that the Dijon cavalry swept through everything, but look at the mountains of corpses piled under the city, ha... it's nothing more than that!"
"Yes, you are a group of reckless men who only know how to charge, but you dare to take advantage of me, Xuzhou! Those of you who are wise, quickly put down your weapons and surrender, or else we will invade your north one day and destroy your entire Tartar clan!"
"Come up here!" Both sides began to yell and curse, speaking in Mandarin and in foreign languages. No one could understand the other, but they could only curse with enthusiasm.
"In my opinion, let's stop talking nonsense. Let's each send a warrior to face off. If I win, you let us take away the bodies of our dead brothers. If you win, we will withdraw our troops immediately. How about that?" Saipan shouted. asked.
When the two armies are fighting, if they can kill the enemy general, their morale will be greatly increased. But... Song Che turned his head and looked at Jiang Yuntian. Dijon was definitely not a Japanese pirate. His brute force was unfathomable. Is the risk too great?
"The enemies have come to the city to provoke, how can we not accept the challenge? I happen to be too angry to set out, so what's the harm in challenging the generals one on one?" Jiang Yuntian couldn't wait any longer.
