When the soldier saw it, he immediately shouted "Fire!"
The wooden hammer breaks the wooden dowel.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Fifty fireballs dragged long streaks of fire towards the city at high speed. The soldiers on the city wall who were avoiding the dung balls felt that the sky had turned red.
Taking a closer look, dozens of flames flew towards the city. Some people ignored the dung balls falling from the sky and lay on the female wall behind them to look into the city.
When the first fireball hit the city, it instantly turned the surrounding area of tens of meters into a sea of flames, igniting all nearby residences.
When the other fireballs hit the ground, residences, and buildings, Heshenggu City turned into a sea of fire. Not long after, some people who were on fire ran out of the house.
"Ah~~~Help, I'm on fire!"
"Kill me, kill me!"
A fireman whose age is indistinguishable keeps running around, hoping that someone will kill him and end everything.
The other burning man kept rolling on the ground, but was completely unable to extinguish the flames on his body.
Cries, curses, and screams formed a series of human tragedies.
Seeing such a scene, Mo Ke was so jealous that he could no longer hold back and shouted, "My sons, our parents, wives and children are in the city. If this continues, Heshenggu City will be destroyed and everyone will die. Give me Shoot, shoot them."
The soldiers all turned red-eyed, took a deep breath, stamped their feet, and began to organize resistance. They leaned under the female wall and shot arrows at the catapult.
Many people stood up and shot arrows, hoping to shoot more accurately.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh."
"Dang Dang Dang~~~!"
"Dang Dang Dang~~~!"
The catapult is equipped with a large shield, which is a wooden shield wrapped in steel. It is not something that ordinary feather arrows can break through.
"Pfft~!"
When the sound of an arrow piercing flesh was heard, a soldier was dragged back by the military doctor behind him, and immediately more soldiers began to fill in.
The injured Polu soldier looked at the feather arrow on his thigh fiercely, his face full of evil spirits.
It has to be said that as long as the number is sufficient, there will always be fish that slip through the net.
As the two parties hurt each other, the casualties gradually increased.
When the soldiers came to report that there were hundreds of casualties, Yang Gan's face suddenly darkened. It had to be said that the Goguryeo people's counterattack was beyond his expectation.
"The catapults in the rear are suppressing the city wall with all their strength, and the catapults in the front are withdrawing!"
"promise!"
The military order was quickly conveyed, and fifty catapults were quickly towed to the rear, pulled by the horses.
Seeing that the city was already blazing with flames, Yang Gan's face flashed with disdain.
The situation is over and it has no effect. It is better to surrender early. Why bother?
However, Yang Gan did not regret it, and took advantage of this time to observe carefully what the new ammunition was like.
Regardless of how well it is tested, how powerful it is, or how good its statistics are, any new weapon is not considered a good weapon unless it has been on the battlefield and has not experienced the test of blood and fire.
It's a pity that it's night now, so I don't know what's going on inside.
According to the following statistical report, no one was killed, hundreds of people were injured, and two may be disabled. Now the military doctors are doing their best to treat the soldiers injured by the arrows.
After taking a look at the soaring fire in the city, Yang Qian felt a little unwilling.
If you can control the manufacturing methods of large catapults, it will be too powerful.
A boulder weighing tens or hundreds of kilograms can be thrown dozens or hundreds of meters. If it is replaced by a ten kilogram incendiary bomb, it will definitely be very easy to throw it four to five hundred meters.
"Your Majesty, are you still attacking today?" Jing Huai asked.
After Yang Gan thought for a while, he waved his hands and said, "Stop attacking and let them rest for two days. The temperature has risen recently and the production of ice balls has begun to slow down. We also need to accumulate some ammunition."
"promise!"
"Dang Dang Dang!!!" the sound started to sound.
soldiers well
An orderly retreat.
Yang Qian returned to the tent and did not take off his shoes and socks. Instead, he leaned in front of the desk and stared blankly.
Thinking back to some of the videos I saw on station B before, it was hateful that Zhang Yumeng's time-traveling was a physical time-traveling, but how could he travel through a soul-time traveling by himself? He didn't even bring some necessary things.
I have downloaded a lot of videos on my computer, all of which are about how to make various cold weapons.
As I pondered, the knowledge that had been buried deep in my memory was uncovered.
The catapult I made now is actually just a medium-sized catapult, driven by torque. However, no matter how powerful it is, it can only fire about ten kilograms of ammunition.
If it exceeds ten kilograms, the distance will drop drastically. If calculated according to the power of a heavy catapult.
If his catapult fired fifty kilograms of ammunition, it would probably be difficult to reach more than twenty meters.
Can't even launch.
Thinking of this, Yang Gan began to draw the large catapult in his memory.
Zhang Yumeng saw that Yang Qian was not moving, so he untied his hair and said, "Why don't you come over and sleep? It's such a crazy weather, it's warm with so many people."
Yang Gan waved his hand and said without raising his head, "You guys go to bed first, I will also design a more advanced catapult."
Zhang Yumeng raised her eyebrows. Yang Qian was good at cold weapons. She knew mechanics, but she didn't know what the catapult was, but it didn't stop her from being interested. She stretched her head to take a look and smacked her lips.
"Is this a catapult? I think it looks like an oil drilling rig."
...
"You know, this is a large trebuchet. It is the kind of large trebuchet that can throw tens of kilograms or hundreds of kilograms of stones one or two hundred meters. No, no, that should be called a trebuchet."
Zhang Yumeng immediately pointed to the album and said.
"This is unreasonable. The pole is so short and the leverage effect is very poor."
"This is a weight box, I guess. It's too small. If it's a stone weighing tens of kilograms, I'm afraid it won't even be able to drive it."
"And this, it's unreasonable."
"This is unqualified."
"The pole is too thin and it will collapse."
Zhang Yumeng didn't say a word, Yang Gan's face darkened, and by the end, he had fallen into self-doubt.
"Who am I and where am I?"
Yang Gan stood up suddenly and hugged Zhang Yumeng like a princess.
"Yeah, it's so scary."
Zhang Yumeng's pretty face was suddenly startled, and she slapped Yang Qian hard.
"Let's go to bed. Leave professional matters to professionals. I won't take care of you anymore."
Thinking about it made his head hurt, so Yang Qian stopped thinking about it and walked directly towards the bed with Zhang Yumeng in his arms.
Three days passed in a blink of an eye.
In the past three days, Yang Qian told Ouyang Moyan all his immature ideas and asked him to think about it himself. Anyway, the soldiers were already bored and playing chess and cards in the camp.
The nearby wood is also readily available, and it doesn't feel bad to cut it down anyway. After all Goguryeo is integrated into the Xia Kingdom, there will be plenty of time to plant trees and cultivate forests.
Without even shaking his body, Yang Qian came outside wearing armor after eating a few snacks hastily.
"Jing Huai, have our ammunition arrived?"
"arrive."
Jing Huai nodded. At sunrise today, he received a notice that three or four more ships of supplies were coming in.
In addition to food and meat, the most common items are crossbows and new ammunition.
"Let's go and test the new ammunition!"
"promise!"
Still, dozens of catapults were used to smash the city wall to suppress the opponent's retaliation. At this time, the city wall was in a mess, with broken ice, broken parapets, and a thick layer of feces.
Even the severe cold weather did not weaken the evaporation of the odor. I have to say that people are really adaptable.
Having been in such an environment for a long time, the soldiers of Goguryeo
Surprisingly, more than half of the people have adapted to this atmosphere.
It's just that eating every day is difficult. They can't make a fire to cook, and they can't eat in a place full of feces, otherwise they will definitely vomit it out.
The hair of some soldiers turned yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the eyes of many soldiers showed confusion, not knowing where the road was.
It has to be said that Yang Gan gave them three days to recover their blood, so at least they were a little better mentally. Otherwise, they would have been smashing dung balls all night long. The sound alone would have kept many soldiers awake and in panic all day long.
In fact, this is also Yang Gan's strategy. Smashing dung balls every day will have no effect until the enemy adapts.
Tightening and loosening is the way to go.
When the Goguryeo soldiers saw the catapult approaching again, they stood up and shot arrows at the soldiers next to the catapult.
This time Yang Qianke was smarter. Not only did he give them enough defense, he also equipped them with crossbowmen to fight back.
The two sides were going back and forth, and they were having a great time fighting. However, it could be seen from the military appearance on both sides that almost everyone in the Xia army was full of energy, while the other side looked like they were fighting hard.
However, these soldiers knew that if the city was destroyed and people were killed, there was no other way to choose.
Lasa brainwashed them every day, telling them that the other party was very vicious and would definitely massacre the city, otherwise these people would have surrendered long ago.
Yang Qian was also happy because he could test weapons anyway, so why not do it.
"This time we are using explosive ammunition, load it!"
The slingshot driver began to take out the wet wine bottles from the barrel one by one, and put them in groups of ten bottles in the slingshot.
"ignition!"
"emission!"
Fifty catapults roared instantly.
Five hundred wine bottles were projected directly towards the city. Ten wine bottles were still piled together in the sky, and began to slowly disperse as they fell.
"Bang bang bang bang bang..."
In the blink of an eye, the city began to burst into flames again. Each Molotov cocktail could turn a four to five meter radius into a wall of fire.
"They're here again."
"Oh my god, why is my place on fire?"
Looking at the raging fire and the rising black flames in the city, Zhang Yumeng shrugged his nose and frowned.
"Yang Qian, why do I feel like it smells like burnt plastic?"
Yang Gan's face was full of helplessness, and he was a little eager to see what the scene was like inside the city.
He took out a handkerchief and let it blow in the wind. Looking at this scene, Yang Qian was slightly happy.
