The sound of the horn resounded throughout the wilderness.
After a hearty meal, the Mongolian troops formed a large formation outside the city.
The Mongolian cavalry was stationed at the back to supervise the battle. The soldiers of the Han army, the Khitan army, and the Wanggu tribe were carrying long ladders in front, preparing to attack Pizhou and take this hard bone.
All the ministries knew that Pizhou City was difficult to attack, and since there were no siege equipment, the officers could only encourage their men and explain what they should pay attention to when attacking the city.
At this time, Kublai Khan left the central army and rode over with a group of guards.
"Your Majesty!" The soldiers in each military formation saw this and saluted one after another.
For a time, wherever Kublai Khan passed, all the troops shouted in unison, and he walked around the formations, raising his whip from time to time to boost morale.
In the past, Kublai Khan only needed to give an order, but it was different today. As he had never done before, he came to the Han army and the Khitan army to mobilize before the war.
After all, if you don't have any equipment, you're just risking your life if you carry out a strong attack.
If he doesn't come forward, the armies may not be dead.
Suddenly Kublai Khan pulled out his scimitar and shouted loudly: "Soldiers of Great Mongolia! Don't be intimidated by the Zhao thief's firearms. Those gadgets of his can't kill many people, but my army of 100,000 can only rush to Below the city, what else does Thief Zhao have?"
"Tiger, tiger, tiger!" Tens of thousands of Mongolian troops raised their weapons and shouted loudly, responding to Kublai Khan and dispelling the fear in their hearts.
The artillery group fired at a blind spot, and there were Mongolian cavalry behind them to supervise the battle. They escaped before the battle. The Mongols really dared to kill.
They could only hope that they could run faster and rush to the city without being hit by the thunder.
At this time, on other sides of the city, the Mongolian troops in formation were mobilized by their generals and also issued bursts of shouts.
The sound waves surged towards the city wall from four directions, and the sound was extremely terrifying.
The cry of the Mongolian army shook the surrounding areas. Kublai Khan nodded with satisfaction. He waved the sword in his hand forward and screamed loudly, "The brave warrior who gets there first will be promoted to the third level and rewarded with a hundred gold coins! Attack!"
After the military order was given, the officers in each military formation immediately drew their swords and pointed forward, "Attack the city!"
Suddenly, the Mongolian infantry carrying the ladder to the city began to take steps, and the dense military formation moved towards the city wall like black clouds.
Zhang Rou walked in the military formation, surrounded by soldiers carrying long ladders and holding shields. As he advanced, he stared at the top of Pizhou City, alerting the artillery groups in the city to attack.
After the Mongols suffered successive defeats, they immediately organized an attack of this scale, which frightened even the Pizhou defenders.
Although there were powerful defensive weapons in the city, the Thunderbolts, but seeing the densely packed Mongolian army that was several times their own pressing down, the officers and soldiers of the Zhongyi Army still felt great pressure.
However, in a battle between the two armies, either you die or I die, and according to the Mongolian habits, once the city is broken, they have no way out, so fear is useless, they can only kill the attacking Mongolian army.
When the Mongolian army was approaching the city, the officers on the city were shouting one after another.
"The artillery group is in position!"
The artillery group behind the city wall has been loaded and is only waiting for an order to fire cannon stones.
"Crossbow bed, archers in position!"
The crossbow beds and crossbowmen on the city wall also aimed their arrows at the approaching target.
For a moment, the sharp crossbow arrow lay in the arrow path, and the black thunderbolt stayed in the leather pocket, waiting for a shocking blow.
"Your Majesty! The enemy has entered the shooting range!" Tang Liang pointed at the swarming Mongolian army outside the city.
Zhao Tai pulled out his sword with a "Zeng" sound and roared loudly, "My sons, the Mongols are besieging you from all sides. Today we will die or not! Fight to the death!"
"Fight to the death!" The defenders at the top of the city roared angrily.
Zhao Tai pointed his saber forward: "Artillery group! Shoot!"
When the artillery group on the back of the city wall saw the flag waving at the top of the city, the officer immediately roared: "Fire!"
Beside the artillery carriages lined up in a row, the gunners immediately knocked off the live hook, and the throwing rod suddenly bounced up, throwing away the thunder that ignited the fuse.
Zhang Rou directed his subordinates forward, looking towards the city head from time to time. Suddenly, hundreds of black objects rose into the sky, drawing an arc in the air. They jumped over the city head, roaring and smashing directly at the Mongolian army formation. Come.
"Cannon stone!" Zhang Routong zoomed in, knowing it was a terrifying thunderbolt, and immediately roared, "Quick! Charge forward!"
He roared angrily, and the soldiers around him reacted. Knowing that they were within the range of the artillery group, the soldiers increased their speed in fear.
In an instant, the military formation, which had been advancing slowly and marching neatly, dispersed forward. The soldiers carried ladders and ran away one after another.
"Boom, boom, boom!" Thunderbolts fell to the ground one after another, and there were loud noises around Zhang Rou. Soldiers on the left and right were overturned by the explosion.
Under the banner of the Mongolian army, Kublai Khan saw the sky-shattering thunder exploding one after another. Each explosion blew up a piece of the Mongolian army and stirred up smoke and dirt several feet high.
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"Mongol warriors, charge for me! The Zhao thieves are only powerful with firearms. When they charge forward, your world will be yours!"
Kublai Khan held the reins tightly and kept encouraging the Mongolian army in his heart.
"Charge!" The Mongolian army ignored their fear and shouted repeatedly amid the sound of explosions, carrying ladders and rushing forward, hoping to get out of the attack area of the artillery group.
The artillery groups in the city continued to fire, and the charging Mongolian troops were constantly blown away, but the loyal army's artillery trucks were limited after all.
After all, even under real artillery, the infantry can still slip through the net. Although the thunder is powerful, it is much less powerful than the artillery shells.
Zhang Rou was responsible for attacking Beicheng. He ran all the way, leaving the explosive points behind, and luckily rushed behind the low wall. He immediately squatted down and took a breath.
At this time, more and more Mongolian troops rushed behind the low wall. Zhang Rou stuck her head out, looked at the city wall, gritted her teeth and shouted: "Shield cover! Archers go first!"
After the military order was issued, the Mongolian troops, who had been panting for a while, did not dare to rest. They jumped out of the low wall one after another and rushed down the city overwhelmingly.
At this time, a soldier had just jumped up, and a huge crossbow arrow from the city shot directly through the shield, pierced his body, took him flying backwards, and finally nailed him to the low wall.
The Mongolian soldiers had just left the firing range of the artillery group and entered the striking range of the crossbow bed. The soldiers who rushed out were constantly shot by big arrows. What's more, several soldiers were directly pierced into candied haws.
Facing the rain of arrows on the city, the Mongolian shieldmen covered the archers and advanced towards the city. Behind them, the main force ascending the city carrying long ladders also rushed out.
The Mongolian army endured the fire of artillery and crossbows and moved forward regardless of casualties. After paying a huge price, they finally entered within a hundred steps of the city wall.
At this time, the crossbowmen on the top of the city fired continuously, and the missing arrows formed a rain of arrows, which roared towards the Mongolian army.
The Mongolian army who rushed to the city quickly erected their shields and formed a shield wall under the city. The arrows missed the shield wall and sent out a series of "哚!" Do! Do! ' sound.
The archers behind the shield soldiers, protected by the shield wall, finally drew their bows and arrows and launched a counterattack at the city head...
