The waves of the sea rushed to the surface of the sea, and the Persians landed in waves. The main warships of the Tang Navy Division are not in the Strait Castle. The Datang is based in Yazhou, while Zhenhai and Dinghai are maintained at the shipyard in Jiangning. The ship that has been fighting at sea for seven or eight years should have been repaired in the factory a long time ago. If nothing else, the oysters on the side of the ship alone reduced the speed of the two ships.

Without the support of the navy, Cheng Chumo did not go out of the city to fight the Persians. Instead, he chose to quietly watch the Persians land, and then worked hard to build his own stronghold.

The fire in front of the city gate was extinguished, and the Tang army had no intention of going to war.

Darius was very happy, and the merchants were telling the truth. Inside the Strait Castle, there are only thousands of Tang troops. Although they may be very elite, there are more than 70,000 people under their command, and there is no reason why they can't beat them.

They have some of their own, gunpowder, oil, and hot air balloons. It's just that the Persian hot air balloons don't move on their own.

Since the Tang people were not ready to leave the city, Darius felt that he did not need to waste any more oil. Although Persia was very rich in fireoil, it was not easy to transport it from such a distance. After sending out the vigilance troops, the Persians began to build their own strongholds with great swagger.

Darius was a cautious man, and he did not intend to attack the Tang until he had a solid base. Of course, the best outcome is for people to take the initiative to go out of the city to attack him.

A solid camp, plus ten times the number of enemy troops. Darius felt that if he was defeated, he could hang himself and wipe his neck.

Cheng Chumo watched the Persians reinforcing their hard drives, and his heart was itching and uncomfortable. Tried with rangefinder bombs, trebuchets could not reach that distance anyway. wanted Ling Jing to use a secret weapon, but he was always refused. Cheng Chumo was so angry that he had the idea of strangling the old guy!

As the days passed, Darius's hard drive was firmly steady. The Tang had no intention of attacking, and he had been standing on the shore of the strait for six days.

Can't wait any longer, the rich Tang Kingdom is beckoning to him. Although Darius had never been to the Tang Kingdom, he knew from the mouths of the merchants that it was the richest place in the world. This time, he's going to ransack the place. Rely on your own scimitar to capture the most wealth.

Let those who are bent on going to Constantinople know how stupid their decisions are. The wealth of Constantinople is simply not worth mentioning compared to the huge Tang state.

On the seventh day, Darius' army moved. The Persians all over the beach formed a dense army like ants, and they fought for many years against the enemy in the west. They are loose by nature, and they also learn how to form a military formation in order to maximize the strength of the army.

The trebuchet was in the center of the formation, surrounded by heavy soldiers. Due to limited capacity, there were only twenty trebuchets. Next to the trebuchet was a general on a tall Persian horse. Also because of the limited capacity, only generals will have war horses to ride.

With the sound of the trumpet, a strange music sounded in the military formation. It is very rhythmic, and the Persian soldiers rely on this kind of music to advance. The pace is very neat, as if it were a military parade.

Cheng Chumo stood on the city wall, looking at the spears below like a forest, scimitars like snow. Swarthy Persian soldiers, almost the entire beach was covered. In the march of the army, the pace adjustment is uniform. Cheng Chumo swore that none of the Tang Dynasty's government soldiers could go like this. The Imperial Guards in the palace can do it, but those guys are window dressing. Did the Persians rely on a guard of honor to storm their castles? Their coach's brain, it's normal......!

When the Persians stepped on the range-measuring arrow, Cheng Chumo roared. The arrows in the sky were expected to be poured by the Persian army, so dense that they could block the sun.

There were no gunpowder shells, and there were no fire oil bombs. Shot from every hole in the battlements were pure crossbows and crossbows.

The large shield held by the Persians was broken by the ballista, and the sergeant behind the shield was carried up by the thick ballista. Even so, the well-organized Persian army continued to push forward slowly.

The people in the first row were taken away by the eight-ox crossbow, and the people in the second row immediately made up for it. The shield was gone, so he continued to move forward with the corpse of his companion. Even if you are hit by an arrow, you can't hear the cry. The entire battlefield was only the "poof" and "poof" sound of tooth-aching crossbow arrows entering the flesh.

It's just a few dozen steps, and you can usually walk it in one breath. Now, with each step forward, a layer of corpses is laid on the ground.

The Persians did not return fire, but were beaten. Finally, the general on the horse shouted. Then the trebuchets in the army formation began to fire!

"Boom" "Boom" ......! The sound of explosions kept coming, and gunpowder bombs exploded. The blazing fire was followed by steaming smoke.

The corners of Cheng Chumo's mouth curled slightly, according to the performance, the Persians are indeed strong soldiers. But their generals were a little stupid, and their gunpowder catapulted off the walls before they hit the ground before exploding. Such a thing is a tickle for the stone Strait Castle.

"How long are you going to put up with it?" Cheng Chumo looked at the Persian military formation, and he didn't look at Ling Jing beside him, as if he was talking to the air.

"It's time, do you see that? That thing is so scary than a trebuchet! Ling Jing pointed to a car pulled by a dozen tall Persians in the distance.

"If the old man is not mistaken, there must be a lot of gunpowder in the car. If this thing reaches the city gate, there will be no more city gates after a bang. Compared to these things, trebuchets can only be considered inferior targets. Target Powder Car, Fire! Ling Jing pointed with his hand, and someone immediately conveyed his order.

Artillery is not very stable, and a fool will stand next to that thing and direct the battle.

"Boom", "boom", "boom" There was a deafening sound on the city wall, and shells were sprayed out at a speed that could not be detected by the naked eye.

Almost at the same time as the shells were fired, a gunpowder cart two hundred paces away made a huge explosion. The explosion was so violent that it could be described as breathtaking.

Cheng Chumo dodged one of the horse's legs that smashed over, thinking about the explosion just now, he really had palpitations. Jiang was still old and spicy, and he didn't even notice those carriages. I thought it was a carriage with a crossbow of eight oxen!

After the smoke passed, those places that had just been horse-drawn carriages. Now it has become a large pit, and there is not a single living person within a radius of dozens of paces. There were charred corpses everywhere, and the Persian horses that had pulled the cart were simply gone. At the same time, the carriage of the carriage disappeared, and only the broken wheels in the distance could prove that the carriage once existed.

Darius's eyelids twitched, he didn't know what kind of weapon the Tang people were using. It's definitely not a trebuchet!

This explosion killed at least a thousand people. There was no way, the Persian army was too dense. It seems that although the traditional Western military formation can effectively resist arrows, it is difficult to resist the long-range weapons of the Tang army.

The trumpets sounded again, and the Persian army began to disperse. At the same time, trebuchets also began to suppress trebuchets on the city walls. For a time, the battle between the two sides became a big battle for trebuchets.

Without the dense formations, there were many more gaps for the Persian infantry. The crossbow arrows of the Don army, which were fired at the Persian soldiers at all angles. Almost every second, rows of Persian soldiers fell. The casualties are even more tragic than just now!

Without the powder cart, the most primitive method could only be used. This is where ladders and engineering vehicles come in handy!

There were also Persians who carried gunpowder packets on their backs and piled them up and lit them when they carried them under the city walls. After blowing up a hole, continue to blow up. But it only lasted a few times, and then it couldn't go on.

Grenades were always falling from the sky, and often the walls were just blown out of a small crater, and the Persians had to pay hundreds of lives. Perhaps not thinking it was worth it, the Persians climbed the ladder again.

"Boom", "boom", "boom", there was a loud bang again on the tower, and the Persian trebuchets exploded one after another. The second salvo of artillery killed three enemy trebuchets. Even the general on the side of the trebuchet was also blown apart.

"What the hell is that, and why isn't it on intelligence?" Darius brought over the merchant dressed as a thin leader.

"I ......! I......! I......! I don't know! ”

This stumbling sentence became his last words. As soon as he had finished speaking, Darius drew his scimitar and cut off his head himself.

Every once in a while, the roar would be heard, and even if the catapult had withdrawn a long way away, it would be hit by the exploding guys and turned into piles of debris.

Darius's heart was dripping blood, and this was his reliance on this siege. Now it's all a pile of broken wood!

However, something happened that made his scalp tingle even more. Those things that would explode actually began to bombard their own barracks. Any huge tent is the object of those things.

Explosions came and went, sometimes mixed with violent explosions. Sometimes a black cloud like a mushroom rose, and Darius's mouth opened wide. He was stunned, and he couldn't figure out what weapon the Tang people were using.

Powder magazine, oil depot. The balloons that didn't take off turned into flames. With each explosion, Darius's heart seemed to tremble.

Ling Jing looked into the distance with a telescope, and his observations in the past few days had allowed him to draw a good strike map for the artillery. The calibrated targets are hit by shells one by one.

This was the first actual combat of artillery, and Grandpa Guo said that the effective range of this thing was five miles. Now it seems that it should be possible to go further. Because he saw that a warship, which wanted to get closer to the coast, was also hit by a shell and caught fire.

The exploding shells were filled with fire oil and frosting. With these two things, almost all the targets that are hit will burn. What's more, many places are oil depots for hot oil. Persia was rich in crude oil, and this time they brought a lot of hot oil.