On the head of the city of Bozhou, Fu Zhaoxin stroked the hilt of his sword and looked into the distance, but he only vaguely saw some enemy throats, wandering in the distance.

There were more than 100 sentinels sent out from Bozhou, but only one person was able to come back alive to report the news.

The sentry who was hit by an arrow in his back and covered in blood breathed his last breath soon after intermittently reporting Li Jiajun's movements.

Although Fu Zhaoxin had been mentally prepared before, the bad news delivered back by the sentry still made him shudder.

Fu Zhaoxin calculated very clearly, from Qizhou to Bozhou, there is a distance of more than 300 miles.

However, it only took two days for Li Zhongyi to raise troops from Qizhou, and his vanguard troops and horses had already reached the bank of the Yellow River more than 20 miles outside Bozhou.

How fast is that?

Originally, Fu Zhaoxin thought that Li Zhongyi would bypass Bozhou and go west directly along the Yellow River. After all, Bozhou has everything now, except without the support of the sailor.

Unlike the Tang State in the land of Shuize in the south, the Great Zhou Dynasty has been facing a huge threat from the Khitan Iron Cavalry and the Liu Han regime in Taiyuan since the founding of the state.

There are many plains in the north, few mountains and rivers, and the resources of the imperial court have been invested in the infantry army, where did they get so much silver to support the sailors?

Fu Zhaoxin also knew that Li Zhongyi used soldiers, and the most important thing was the speed of soldiers, but he didn't expect that in just a few years, the marching speed of the Li family's army was outrageously fast.

The soldiers have clouds, and the soldiers are under the fortified city, and after a protracted offensive and defensive battle, the distant division will fall!

With the resource conditions of Pinglu's few people and little food, as long as the war is dragged under the city of Bozhou, time is Li Zhongyi's biggest enemy.

But Fu Zhaoxin still miscalculated, he never expected that Li Zhongyi would have the courage to face the difficulties and take the initiative to attack Bozhou, which has a high city and deep ditches and plenty of soldiers.

Someone advised Fu Zhaoxin to go back to the house to rest first, and then send someone to invite him when there was movement outside the city.

Fu Zhaoxin waved his hand and sighed: "The strong enemy has arrived, how can I have the heart to rest?" ”

Others don't know the strong strength of the Li family's army, but Fu Zhaoxin, who once served as the commander of the Broken Army, is Men'erqing.

Of course, Fu Zhaoxin's so-called Men'er Qing is already the old yellow calendar a few years ago. For today's Li Jiajun, even if Fu Zhaoxin has some information, he can only peep into the leopard, and he can't see the whole picture of Li Jiajun clearly.

"I said, Li Wuyi can't be crazy, he dares to attack such a majestic city?"

"Yes, yes, the traitor Li Wuyi ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, and actually came to our Bozhou to try his luck, hehe, his head was broken and he was defeated and died, that is certain."

"I've heard that the concubines and maids around the traitor Li are all the best in the country. Hmph, after defeating the traitor, a certain family must ask Fu Shuai for one to come over and hurt her well, wahahahaha......"

"Haha, fortunately, the traitor Li Zhongyi did not claim the title of emperor, otherwise, his woman, we rough people, really can't provoke it."

Fu Zhaoxin obviously heard the laughter of his subordinates, but he didn't say anything to stop it, a strong enemy was coming, and the subordinates in the city were in high spirits, which was definitely not a bad thing.

After standing for more than an hour, Fu Zhaoxin's relatives moved the tiger skin chair for him. Fu Zhaoxin happened to be tired of standing, so he sat on the chair and silently looked into the distance outside the city.

About half an hour later, behind the horizon in the distance below the city, suddenly smoke and dust billowed straight for the ninth night.

Fu Zhaoxin looked carefully, but saw that on the horizon under the smoke and dust in the sky, a black line of polar lines appeared, which quickly extended forward with an unstoppable momentum.

Perhaps knowing that the rebel army had arrived, the forbidden soldiers, who were originally laughing and laughing, closed their mouths one after another, staring intently at the direction of the enemy attack in the distance.

Over time, the front of the distant horizon has turned into a red river that spans about 100 feet. The red river, constantly expanding forward and on both wings, gradually spread into a sea of red.

The people on the city tower looked far away, but they saw that from both sides of the red sea, two red arrows suddenly branched out, divided into left and right wings, and outflanked the front of the city wall.

Almost instantly, a dazzling red stream like a flash torrent erupted, wrapped in a thunderous roar, rolled unstoppably forward.

The yellow earth outside the city, under the trampling of thousands of iron hooves, made a desolate trembling sound, and the entire Bozhou city tower also trembled.

In the rhythmic sound of ......the snare drums, the attacking phalanx of Li Jiajun's army continued to pour out of the horizon and roll forward in turbulent waves.

At this moment, in the middle of the red ocean, a towering flag suddenly appeared, and the huge fiery red flag was waving in the wind.

The huge and friendless Li character is particularly eye-catching against the backdrop of the red sea, even if you want to pretend that you can't see it, it is impossible.

Waiting for the Daxu Banner to approach quickly, Fu Zhaoxin put up a pergola, squinted his eyes, and looked at it carefully for a while, only then did he find that on both sides of the Daxu Banner, there were two lines of big characters painted in gold and white.

On the left is: Feng Jian Guozhi, Taifu Commander-in-Chief of the three provinces; On the right is: the deputy envoy of the Sixth Army, the governor of the Chinese and foreign military.

When the phalanx of the Li Jiajun crossed the two-hundred-zhang cordon, the general on the city tower clearly saw the strangeness.

Whether it is the soldiers in the front row or the phalanx in the back, no matter from which angle, it seems to be as straight as a knife cutting tofu.

Stand tall to see far!

When more than 100 artillery carriages returned to the eyes of the generals of the forbidden army, everyone couldn't help but take a few breaths.

The generals and officials had only seen the words of the return cannon in Li Zhongyi's recital, but they did not know the connotation. When so many stone-throwing trucks, that is, return guns, appeared, everyone's morale plummeted to the bottom.

Fu Zhaoxin's mouth opened wide in amazement, even if it was the elite leather room army of the Khitans, the prestige of attacking the Daimyo's Mansion could not be compared to the scene in front of him at all.

At this moment, Fu Zhaoxin already regretted it. Knowing that Li Zhongyi's strength was so strong, he should have resisted the infamy of his relatives for interfering in politics, exhausted the hundreds of thousands of forbidden troops of the imperial court, and fought with Li Jiajun in Bozhou City to the end.

In the face of the incomparable rebel army, the generals of the forbidden army in the city all changed color, and the previous chats and laughter had long since disappeared.

Many of the children of Anointed Liang who just followed Fu Zhaoxin to mix military exploits had already rolled their eyes and began to plan a possible way to escape.

"Quick, quickly send someone to the Daimyo's Mansion to ask for reinforcements, be sure to inform my father, if the Daimyo's Mansion is gone, you must also bring out all the soldiers and horses to help." Fu Zhaoxin woke up suddenly, he had an extremely ominous premonition that Bozhou might not be able to be saved, so he immediately asked Fu Yanqing, the king of Wei, for help.

Although Fu Zhaoxin is Fu Yanqing's own son, because he is not the son of King Wei, he lost the inheritance of the Daimyo's Mansion early, and he can only go out alone to fight for the future.

Fu Zhaoxin, who has endured a lot of hardships, won the appreciation of the first emperor Chai Rong by relying on solid military exploits. He was honored as the commander of any military capital, which can be said to be well-deserved, and there is no false element in it.

In fact, although Fu Zhaoxin raised his vigilance, he still looked away.

Not far from the front of Li Jiajun's return artillery array, the artillery battalion phalanx, composed of more than 50 cavalry-style 6-pounder bronze guns and 12 12-pounder bronze cannons weighing more than 2,000 catties, was silently advancing under the high specifications of a gun carriage dragged by ten horses.

Li Zhongyi was just a famous doctor before, and he didn't know much about breech artillery.

According to the results of the experiment, the so-called 6-pounder cannon in Li Jiajun specifically refers to a bronze cannon with a lead or iron projectile weighing 5 catties.

As for the 12-pounder gun, the projectile weighed twelve pounds, and its own weight exceeded a ton.

Li Zhongyi once wanted to standardize artillery according to caliber for large-scale assembly line production.

However, it is a pity that due to the serious backwardness of the casting artillery process in this era, the caliber of the 6-pounder gun alone can be described as varied.

There are not almost, but all artillery, the caliber of which has a large or small error, and there is simply no way to unify the standard with caliber.

In the end, Li Zhongyi had no choice but to use the weight of the projectile, which could be accurately measured, as a synonym for the type of artillery.

This time, due to the concern of the Khitans' sudden attack, except for the cavalry battalion to calm down Qian Shude, who led 10,000 cavalry troops to stay in Pinglu to guard, the entire Li family army can be said to be out of the nest, no more, no less than exactly 65,000 soldiers and horses.

Due to the fact that Li Jiajun had a wide range of war horses and excellent mobility, Li Zhongyi had already ordered that only the south gate and the east gate should be attacked, and the north gate and the west gate should not be attacked.

Just when Fu Zhaoxin sent people to the Daimyo Mansion to ask for help, Li Zhongyi was mixed in the marching phalanx of the artillery camp, observing and thinking about possible loopholes.

The military situation in Bozhou, Li Zhongyi must be clearer than Fan Zhen and Empress Dowager Fu who are far away in Kaifeng, in a word: easy to defend and difficult to attack!

In fact, Li Zhongyi took the initiative to attack Bozhou, rather than bypassing along the Yellow River, mainly relying on four weapons of mass destruction: cocktails, buried powder to explode the wall, return artillery and 12-pound siege artillery.

Among them, Li Zhongyi was most concerned about the 12-pound infantry siege artillery.

According to previous shooting experiments, at a distance of 300 meters, with a 12-kilogram iron projectile, as long as the muzzle of the cannon is aimed at the city gate, basically, one cannon can destroy the city gate.

Limited by the extremely low level of smelting and artillery-making technology, even a 12-pounder heavy siege gun, under the control of well-trained artillery battalion officers and soldiers, has an effective firing range of less than 300 meters. No matter how far away it is, it can only rely on Meng, and there is no accuracy at all.

Soon, the forward line of Li Jiajun's army had been set up about three hundred meters away from the Bozhou city wall.

Li Zhongyi put down the monocular in his hand and ordered with anticipation: "The robes, cheer up and push the 12-pounder siege cannon up." Lao Tzu wants to let the soil buns from Kaifeng have a long insight, educate and educate them, hehe, the defense era of relying on the thick walls of the city to wait for reinforcements is about to be gone. ”

"Whoa." The officers and men of the artillery battalion were extremely excited, and they urged the pack horses with all their might, pushed the wheels vigorously, and pushed the 12-pounder guns straight to the forefront of the firing position along the main passage left between the various phalanxes.

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