Fu Zhaoxin has always been very strange, Li Zhongyi's soldiers and horses are already close at hand, why do they have to dig those breastworks that are not useful?

This breastwork is also very strange, half a person high in the front, but more than a person in the sides, and the breastwork on both sides is particularly thick.

"Li Zhongyi, what are you doing here?" Someone quietly inquired in private, and just said what Fu Zhaoxin was thinking, and he couldn't help but calm down and listen to what his subordinates thought.

"Maybe you want to set up a giant crossbow?" Someone hesitated to say his opinion, and then his colleagues denied it.

"It can't be a crossbow, look over there, it's all giant rhubarb crossbows."

"Could it be that the catapult fails? No, the stone throwers are all in the back......"

"Could it be the starting point of the ladder? Alas, it's not like, how can there be a reason to send a ladder to block your own way? ”

Fu Zhaoxin listened carefully for a while, but he still didn't have the slightest clue, including him, all the important generals of the forbidden army on the city tower didn't know what trick Li Zhongyi was playing?

Li Wuyi is a super-realistic guy, he used to be very afraid of death, and he has always been cautious in doing things.

Fu Zhaoxin still remembers it very clearly, thinking that at the beginning, the first emperor repeatedly tested Li Zhongyi many times, wanting to see if he had any different intentions.

However, Li Zhongyi was too good at disguise, and repeatedly avoided the suspicion of the previous emperor, so that today he has become a big problem for the imperial court.

To put it bluntly, although the current court is still surnamed Chai, it is the Fu family who has the final say.

As the saying goes, whether a woman is strong or not depends on her mother's family!

Empress Dowager Fu is in the court, and without the full support of her mother's family, it is impossible to hang the curtain for a long time, this is the logic that fools know.

Objectively speaking, Fu Zhaoxin has always suggested that Empress Dowager Fu should treat Li Wuyi well, and he will be used during the Northern Expedition in the future.

However, Empress Dowager Fu didn't listen to it, so that today's showdown happened.

"Pass on my general order, and order people to prepare more sandbags to cover the mouth of the arrow battlement, just in case."

Fu Zhaoxin is a person who understands, no matter how much he wants now, there is no point anymore, between him and Li Zhongyi, there must be a lie down!

The top priority is how to firmly hold Bozhou City, and buy time for the Empress Dowager Fu, the Fu family and the imperial court to deploy troops.

In the city of Bozhou, there are more than 80,000 soldiers and horses, of which 50,000 soldiers and horses are the elite forbidden army of the imperial court, and their combat effectiveness is not trivial.

Fu Zhaoxin is also a veteran general who has been in battle for a long time, and with his experience, Li Jiajun seems to be a boundless sea of red.

In fact, as long as they are experienced generals, they can roughly calculate the enemy troops outside the city through the number and level of military flags and the deployment of troops in the phalanx, which is only 100,000 at best.

The defenders in Bozhou City, Fu Zhaoxin, have also divided their shifts, with 13,000 forbidden troops per shift, with 10,000 temporarily recruited villagers. The remaining 10,000 elite forbidden troops, Fu Zhaoxin stayed as a reserve, and the military situation on that wall was urgent, so he was mobilized to reinforce the past.

There are many materials and grass in the city, there is no shortage of firewood and drinking water, and there are many soldiers, Fu Zhaoxin has achieved the ultimate in the art of war.

To be honest, no matter which way you look at it, Bozhou City is impregnable, and it is completely impossible to be breached.

However, just when the first bag of sandbags was rested on the arrow stack, a red light suddenly flashed in the phalanx of the Li family's army.

Fu Zhaoxin just saw a cloud of white smoke rising up, and in mid-air, there was an earth-shattering loud noise, "Boom......"

The stone bricks at the mouth of the arrow buttress were hit by a black mass, and the stones flew suddenly, sweeping down a large number of defenders on the spot

Immediately afterwards, the wooden pillars of the gate tower were struck, and then they broke with a bang, and the broken wooden strips flew in all directions, like random arrows, and swept down a large number of defenders.

"Dong ......" The black thing smashed into the city gate tower viciously, scurrying around in the building, rolling over, dead and wounded everywhere.

"Hey, my leg ......"

"Mother, my eyes, my eyes ......"

"Ah...... My intestines are exposed, my intestines are ......"

On the city wall, there were wounded soldiers lying on it everywhere, and the ground was covered with blood, which was really miserable.

Some people covered their eyes, some held their legs, some cried and stuffed their intestines into their stomachs, more people caressed the wounds on their chests, and the poor people cried for help, "Help me......"

"Help......

As soon as Fu Zhaoxin turned his head, he saw a hellish nightmare scene on earth, vividly unfolding in front of his eyes.

What kind of weapon is this?

Before Fu Zhaoxin came back to his senses, he heard the wailing all over the ground in the city gate tower, crying, crying for help, and scolding his mother, which were intertwined into the sad song of the March of Death.

Fu Zhaoxin was full of doubts, and quickly ran to the gate of the half-collapsed city gate tower, and looked in through the gap.

"Ah......h

There is no one who has broken legs, broken tables, and can still stand and pant on the city gate road!

Finally, when the round iron ball was tired, it slowly stopped, and Fu Zhaoxin walked over quickly, wanting to see what was going on.

Most of the confidants are in a mess, but Fu San, the most loyal one, has always been guarding Fu Zhaoxin's side.

Seeing that the master wanted to take an adventure, Fu San hurriedly stretched out his arm, grabbed the master, and dragged him behind him fiercely.

Before Fu Zhaoxin could come to his senses, Fu San had already rushed to the front, and from the pile of flesh and blood all over the ground, he fiercely pressed the black iron ball that had stopped rotating.

"Lang Jun, this thing is weird, you should slow down."

Fu San was born as a servant of the old Fu family, and he served Fu Zhaoxin since he was a child, and the relationship between the master and servant was naturally very deep.

"Show me." Fu Zhaoxin was deeply moved, but, as the commander of tens of thousands of troops, he had to figure out, what was that thing under Fu San?

In these years, there has never been a concept of an iron ball that can explode, Fu San felt Fu Zhaoxin's stern and unquestionable attitude, so he had to bite the bullet and hold the black iron ball in front of the master.

Fu Zhaoxin looked at the black iron ball in Fu San's hand suspiciously, this round guy not only broke the brick and stone arrow stack, but also smashed the wooden pillars of the gatehouse, and even swept down most of the Fu family's teeth in the gatehouse.

What is this?

Before Fu Zhaoxin could figure out the mystery, in the air outside the city, a muffled thunderous explosion suddenly sounded, one after another, a total of five explosions.

"Boom ......"

"Boom ......"

"Boom ......"

The originally unusually thick city wall was bombarded five times in a row, and the ground under Fu Zhaoxin's feet shook very much, if it wasn't for the perennial martial arts practice, he might not even be able to stand firmly.

It was as if there had been an earthquake, the entire city wall of Bozhou was shaking, and the defenders thought that the city wall was about to collapse, and they were all frightened and fell to the ground, trying to avoid the wrath of God.

Fu Zhaoxin held on to half of the remnant wall, and as soon as he stood firm, he saw a great chaos on the city wall. He was immediately frightened into a cold sweat, the big thing is not good, and before the official war with the rebel army has begun, the army's heart has actually been shaken!

The defenders and generals on the city of Bozhou were all panicked, thinking that they had suffered a curse and that the end of the catastrophe was coming.

Li Zhongyi, who was in the city, put down the monoculars angrily and shouted: "What's the matter?" The shells are all missed! What Lao Tzu wants is to blast open the city gate as soon as possible and smash the city gate tower, which is useless. Someone comes, go and tell Li Yongtang, and if you miss one more bullet, there will be one less beautiful woman in Gaoli that Lao Tzu promised to reward him, and so on. ”

After Li Yongtang listened to Li Zhongyi's instructions respectfully, he subconsciously raised his hand and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, Nima, it's really a ghost, it's really bad luck!

In the past training process, even if the supply of medicine bags was tight, Li Zhongyi had never stuck the training needs of the 12-pounder gun. In other words, as long as the 6-pounder gun or 12-pounder gun applied for a training kit for live firing, Li Zhongyi did not refuse to come and opened up the supply.

Li Zhongyi knew very well in his heart that artillery is an out-and-out technical branch, and the training of artillery must conform to scientific laws.

I think that at the beginning, Li Zhongyi's old eight-way grandfather told him a story about the past. At the beginning of the Anti-Japanese War, the old devils not only had accurate marksmanship, but also unambiguously ruthless and ruthless in the small combination of bayonets.

Not only that, the machine gun team of the Eighth Route Army had to change places with a shuttle, and shoot while swimming. If the machine gun crew of the Eighth Route Army did not open fire in different places, at most one minute, the shells thrown by the little devils would cover it.

As long as the grenadiers of the little devil are mentioned, Li Zhongyi's old grandfather will definitely grit his teeth and scold endlessly.

The Eighth Route Army had few machine guns and ammunition, and the old machine gunners who were proficient in shooting skills sacrificed one less.

The grenadier of the little devil had a starting hit rate of more than 90%, which caused very large losses to all units of the Eighth Route Army.

Li Zhongyi's grandfather of the Eighth Route Army personally said that whether it is a sharpshooter or a sharpshooter, they all rely on guns or bullets that do not require money to train, so that it is possible to feed them.

With his past experience, Li Zhongyi gave special emphasis to supporting high-tech arms -- artillery, and achieved the degree of giving what he wanted, with the aim of thinking about how steel could be used on the blade.

Artillery, in a siege war, can play a huge role at a critical moment, and no matter how the resources are tilted over, it is not excessive.

However, Li Yongtang, who has always reassured Li Zhongyi, after the first shell calibration test firing, all the five shells with corrected trajectory failed, can Li Zhongyi not be angry?

After Li Yongtang was busy for a while, he finally found out what was wrong, and before Fang Cai's shooting, a gust of wind suddenly blew, most likely a sudden gale, causing the iron ball to deviate from its original trajectory after being ejected.

After Li Zhongyi received Li Yongtang's report, he was speechless for a long time, measuring the impact of wind direction on the trajectory of the trajectory, Nima, he can't do it, he really can't do it.

"You go and tell Li Yongtang, and you will say that Lao Tzu is wrong to blame him. However, if the next round of shooting still misses all five shots, Lao Tzu will drive him to serve the war horse, do you hear clearly? Li Zhongyi deliberately tightened the rope and fiercely cut off Li Yongtang's retreat.

When we meet on a narrow road, it is always the brave who wins!

Li Zhongyi just wants to see what is Li Yongtang's psychological quality under great pressure?

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