"Go to war! War! ”

In the rumbling snare drums, Cao Jun took the lead in tearing through the dead silence in the first month of this cold winter, the mechanical soldiers are all special formations in the reserves, under the loud reprimand of those master craftsmen, more than a dozen apprentices some nailed the body, some went to grit their teeth and twist the torsion turntable, in the tooth-souring fish glue cow tendon and other composite materials made by the creak, the heavy catapult was lowered.

On the side, under the blazing temperature, the coal that had been burning for half an hour earlier had been burned red, and the mechanical apprentice used fire tongs to clamp these high-quality large coal blocks transported with the army, and put them on the stone throwing spoon heavily, enduring the blazing heat that all raised his eyebrows, and saw that the pig iron colander was faintly burned red, and the master in charge of the command finally nodded.

"Put!"

Airplanes~

The heavy hammer smashed into the wide trigger, the buckle fell off, and the composite material that had already been strangled, let out a piercing roar, and a spoonful of dozens of pounds of coal dragged the black tail of smoke and smashed it to the opposite side.

Although it was not a uniform launch, every time, the trebuchet array like a meteor shower made Wang Hou feel gorgeous and pleasing to the eye.

But for Yuan Jun on the other side, he may not be able to perceive such a romance, and he suddenly woke up from a half-asleep state, and the Yuan Jun camp covered with a layer of snow white was like an ant nest poured into hot molten iron, and it exploded in an instant, and on the trench, Yuan Jun ran in horror and ran in a panic, and was smashed down piece by piece under the attack of coal like a meteor shower, and on a watchtower, a Yuan Jun was still there pointing at the Cao Jun trebuchet position one after another and shouting something, but there was a buzz, A sharp lump of coal slammed into the wooden pillar, and in less than a minute the flames flew up, and the heavy watchtower toppled down with the sound of tooth-aching wood breaking.

And the Chinese army!

There is a cloud in the art of war: soldiers are normal to gather and disperse, and those who think they are superior! In order to keep the passage of the army unobstructed, he only dug three circles of two unconnected trenches around the left and right of the west gate, and the wide road of the Chinese army was constructed with thorny horses and fences, but this wooden fence could prevent people, but it could not prevent it from being thrown out, and the heavy coal blocks that burned red were under the roar of the raindrop-like trebuchet, and these things were also like plastic building blocks, which were knocked over to the ground with a bang.

However, the main direction of attack of the Cao army is still those towers set up in the military camp, in the war, the importance of intelligence is self-evident, with a towering trench to surround the camp, Yuan Tan army can observe the peripheral intelligence, all count on these arrow towers, ten torsion trebuchets are specially mobilized to bombard these towers, in Wang Hou's telescope, one after another three or four meters high wooden arrow towers collapsed under the blow of fire coal.

War is really a game that requires patience, from the collapse of the first arrow tower to the collapse of the last arrow tower in the left camp, Cao Jun spent a whole morning, more than four hours, the road from the Crane Mountain to the position below the mountain was sprinkled with a layer of black ash, Yuan Tan's barracks, streams of green smoke also rose Miaomiao, in his eyes, watching the last tower was actually ignited, burned into a big torch, Yuan Jun who was on fire on it fluttered and screamed and fell from above, Wang Hou couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Governor! Wolf smoke! Wolf smoke has risen in the east of the city! ”

Suddenly, the voice of the subordinate general Zhuge Huai did not suddenly sound behind him, and he raised the telescope, which was completely different from the messy smoke of burning the village, and an extraordinarily thick black smoke rose into the sky.

"Oh? Zhang Yan finally did it! ”

Looking at the black smoke, Wang Hou nodded with satisfaction, but in his tone, the taste of ridicule was the majority, the west of the city had been fighting fiercely for more than four hours, shouting and killing, and the noise shook the sky, but Zhang Yan only reacted, I really don't know if he has consumed too much energy on the belly of a young lady from a certain family.

But it's just a sigh, in this battle of Nanpi, Zhang Yan's role was not placed on Wang Hou's strategic map, he was the monkey who killed the chicken and set an example for the monkey, and saw how Wang Hou slaughtered Yuan Tan to bluff him, and the province got Qingzhou disobedient.

It would have been better if he had suffered another heavy loss in the siege!

After sighing, Wang Hou's face instantly turned cold, riding on a horse, looking at the Yuan army camp screaming in the smoke and dust of the charcoal fire through the telescope, and shouted with a gloomy face: "Send a death squad!" Capture the trenches? ”

"Governor! Is the left battalion going to attack? ”

Yuan Jun's left battalion, a big banner with a pottery character was burned by charcoal fire two big holes, but it was still hanging over the position, three days ago, Tao Sheng sent Li Fu to negotiate surrender, Zhao Yun several high-level still knew, heard Wang Hou give the order to attack, he asked with some hesitation.

Who knew that after hearing this, Wang Hou's old face was like being scolded, and suddenly he became grinning and shouted.

"Hit! Of course you have to fight! And they will beat him to death! ”

"The last general obeys!"

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Again, Cao's snare drums became as rapid as raindrops, and the trebuchet position, which had been firing all morning, could be regarded as a slight pause, and bypassing them, the regiments of the Rizhao Brigade advanced heavily towards Yuan's barracks like black iron.

This Yuan Tan really held his breath, he was attacked by a trebuchet for a long time, and he didn't send troops to fight back, but listening to the sound of the military drums, the Yuan army, which had become sparse under the blow of carbon fire, was as if it had suddenly emerged from the ground, and the trench was full of shaking human heads, and the passage of the Chinese army was also filled with a thick Yuan army formation, and then, on the heads of the crowd, there were cold lights and sharp arrows one by one.

When the charcoal burned all morning, these Yuan Jun obviously held back their anger, the arrow was shot quickly and ruthlessly, Cao Jun, who was marching with his stuffy head, suddenly had an itch in his ears, raised his head, and was greeted by a rain of arrows.

Fortunately, this kind of attack is not once or twice, the small round shield protects the face, and tries to use the steel armor on the arm and shoulder to face the arrow face, and for a while, the sound of the metal hitting the iron in the cold wind is like entering the Rizhao Iron Workshop.

It's not that no one was hit by an arrow, the armor was pierced by the arrow, and the soldiers of the Rizhao Brigade fell one after another through the cracks in the armor, listening to the sound of sparks smashing from the arrows on their bodies, the eyes of these hoplites were also full of fear, but after a long time of training, even if they trembled slightly with fear, no one dared to flee from the position.

This almost perverted emphasis on discipline seems to have been carved into their bones.

However, this rain of arrows is also fierce, and it is also impatient to go, after all, Yuan Tan can be broken now, unlike Cao Cao, a big war can mobilize millions of arrows, ten arrows are shot, and Yuan Jun on the trench also showed a breath, but this kung fu is Cao Jun's turn.

Suddenly, there was a shout, and the Taishan archers who had just been hiding behind ran to the front of the formation, and the more refined carbon steel bow was pulled up suddenly, and in the sound of brushing and lala, the same arrow rain crackled and threw into the trench, and the armor was obviously not of the same level, and the sound of the arrows shooting into the flesh and the loud screams could be heard even if they were a hundred meters apart.

Moreover, to the surprise of Yuan's army, Wang Hou did not gather heavy troops to break through the central passage and slaughter the barracks, as most attackers of this era did, but two groups of light infantry of almost 400 men were wrapped like Kumamon bears, and rushed thickly into the towering trenches on both flanks, which seemed to be more difficult to overcome.

Whoosh~whoosh~whoosh~

Arrows sprang up from the trenches, aiming at Wang Hou's death squads, and this time Yuan Jun's crossbowmen were replaced to strike them with more precision.

A hundred meters of sprint distance, these Cao Jun were also full of arrows on their bodies, but in the panicked and incredible eyes of the Yuan soldiers' defenders, these people seemed to be immortal, and they were like hedgehogs with arrows stuck in their bodies, so they ran to the front of the trench in such a bloated manner.

Hulala~

In the last three meters, pieces of wet, frozen heavy marching quilts were thrown to the ground, I don't know if it was cold or excited, these Cao army death squads climbed the trench like monkeys in trembling.

A crossbowman of Yuan Jun had just loaded the arrow, and was about to raise his head to shoot out, when a cold and evil smile suddenly met his eyes, and then, the sharp battle axe slashed on his head with a pop, and before he could snort, this old man of Yuan Jun fell in the cold and narrow tunnel.

Under his last glance, the entire tunnel seemed to be full of swords and axes and crazy bright red......