Interpretation of the curtain.

"One, two, push!"

With a series of roars, Yang Feng rode on the Dai Mei horse that originally belonged to Yao Xiang, holding the telescope he made himself to look out.

He was flanked by countless reservists.

With heavy steps, they pushed huge trebuchets, wheels made of logs wrapped in iron sheets, slowly turning on lubricated iron axles, narrowing the distance between them and the rammed earth city wall in front of them, like a silent prehistoric beast on the green North China Plain. They were followed by four-wheeled carriages loaded with stone bullets from the wharf of the Yellow River dozens of miles away, and these stone bullets came from the Taihang Mountains thousands of miles away, and they were mined by stonemasons to carve into balls, and then transported along the Qin River to the Yellow River in small boats, and then replaced by large boats all the way down the river to the Yimu ......

Or Wang Gaopu in the Dezhou Plain of Shandong.

Former Yan envoy held the festival, General Anton, Jizhou Assassin History, and the base camp of Murong Ba, King of Wu.

He had just broken his teeth because he fell from a horse while training the army, and his brother Murong Jun changed his name to Murong Chui, leading 10,000 elite Yan troops to sit in Yimu City, together with Murong Hook who was stationed in the tired times, Zhu Bald of Qingzhou Thorn History, and Jia Jian, the Taishou of Bohai, a total of nearly 30,000 Yan troops formed the southeast defense line of Qianyan, guarding Duan Niche on the southern line and Yang Feng in the west, and then became the first target of Yang Feng's Northern Expedition.

Well, he's in Yang Feng's way.

Yang Feng's Northern Expedition to Youzhou was very risky to march by land, so how many people would it take to transport the grain, he had a total population of only 700,000, how could he support the thousand-mile land transportation line from Yecheng to Beijing? What's more, most of the places along the way are no-man's land, there is not even a post station, and you have to bring your own food, and you have to walk for a month at a speed of dozens of miles a day, and it is estimated that the grain transportation team can carry will have to eat one-third of the grain on the road. But water transportation is different, whether he takes the Zhanghe River system directly to the Haihe River or the Yellow River to the sea, and then along the coastline north to Dagukou, he can easily transport the materials he needs to Tianjin, from Tianjin to Beijing is obviously much easier, and can completely avoid the attack of the Yan cavalry. But no matter which route he takes, he has to face Murong Chui who is stuck in the middle, so the first step of Yang Feng's Northern Expedition is to kill this original historical Houyan lord and let his participation come early.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, Yang Du roared.

The ten counterweight trebuchets stopped at once.

Then, just like when he bombarded the city wall of Chang'an, he quickly began to adjust the direction and height angle, and at the same time fine-tune the distance, and soon these adjustments were completed, and a group of four soldiers rolled two hundred pounds of stone bullets into the bullet groove.

Yang Feng finished his last inspection.

He nodded to the reserve brigade commander next to him, who was also the former Yao Xiang general, Longyou Haoqiang Wang Qinlu, who immediately picked up a sledgehammer in front of him and walked to the tip of the nearest trebuchet lever, stood on one side and picked up the sledgehammer and smashed it down, the front end brake was immediately smashed, and the counterweight at the other end fell suddenly, and the lever was raised upwards At the same time, the leather pocket held the stone bullet and slid forward along the bullet groove and quickly threw it up, when the lever reached the apex, the stone bullet flew out with a roar. This terrifying stone projectile flew over a distance of hundreds of zhang in a blink of an eye, and smashed fiercely on the city wall, and the rammed earth city wall was accompanied by a heavy blow of two hundred catties falling from the sky, and a large piece of rammed earth without any city brick protection collapsed, and even a few soldiers lying on the arrow stacks fell down.

The soldiers of the Northern Expeditionary Army in the back cheered.

"Keep coming, keep bombarding!"

In this cheer, Yang Feng said with satisfaction.

"Lord, enemy reinforcements have arrived."

At this time, a soldier who reported the news dismounted beside him to report it.

"I'll leave it to you here, if Murong Chui attacks, he will line up to defend, your task is to protect these ten stone cannons, as long as you don't let the enemy affect their bombardment, no matter how the enemy provokes you, don't move, don't attack before you blast out the gap, if I haven't solved the enemy army after the gap, then you will attack directly."

Yang Feng said to Dong Yan and Wang Qinlu.

The former is his pillar country, which is a military rank, equivalent to a general, and the position is the commander of the second infantry brigade of Wuyang Town, the latter is the general of Zuo Weiwei and the commander of the first brigade of the reserve, Yang Feng's twelve guards are the reserve management body, different from the government soldiers, each of the twelve guards has a general, but they all manage their own guards in Yecheng's own official office without calling up reserves, and only when the reserves are called up, they are designated to lead troops from among the generals of each guard. However, the regular army is not under the control of the 12th Guard, and the regular army is directly under the staff office of the Governor's Office of Yang Feng, including the transfer of the town guards and the brigades in various places, and the staff office of the reserve once called up. The military ranks currently include Zhuguo, Shanghujun, Hujun, Captain, Captain, and Sergeant, which correspond to the town guard, brigade commander, battalion commander, sentry commander, captain and gang commander equivalent to the commander of the military region, and the twelve guards have no military ranks, but they have a post rank after being recruited, and enjoy the same treatment as the official military rank, and once transferred to active duty, it will become a lifelong system of actual military ranks.

His army system has been fully regularized.

"Cavalry brigade, follow me to break the enemy!"

Just as the two of them saluted and agreed, Yang Feng raised his hand and roared.

Immediately after that, the mounted cavalry behind him began to turn, one by one, the elite warriors with heavy armor and iron masks on their faces, holding the small pennant with a small pennant in one hand, holding the reins in the other hand to urge the same heavily armored war horses under their seats, following their commander forward in a neat phalanx, a column of horizontal formations like waves of steel, on their two wings, those light cavalry wearing chain armor also formed a formation, and the cavalry torrent swept across the empty plain.

And in front of them, the Yan army formation with a mix of infantry and cavalry also slowly moved forward.

The two armies soon lined up opposite each other.

This Yan army came from the Yan army, including the cavalry of the Yan army under Murong Hook, plus the infantry under Zhu Bald and Jia Jian, both of whom were small warlords, both of whom were seized after the fall of Later Zhao, among which Jia Jian was also a well-known loyal minister in the history of Qianyan, he was originally the governor of Shihu's palace, Ran Min fled back to his hometown to play secession when he killed Hu, and later surrendered to Qianyan, and refused to surrender and was killed after being captured by Xun Xian in Taishan County.

He is Han Chinese.

Marksman, the legendary god of arrows.

"It's all rubbish!"

Yang Feng said with a sneer.

"Enter, break the enemy today!"

The horse in his hand did not hesitate to urge the war horse, straight to the infantry formation of the Yan army, the mounted cavalry behind him also forward, and gradually formed an elongated triangle, with Yang Feng as the tip of the spear-lined shield wall in front, but the two wings of the light cavalry continued to line up, the same Yan army two wings of the cavalry did not move, the tactics of the two sides are very simple, Yang Feng with the mounted cavalry rushed into formation, after rushing away, the light cavalry swept away, the tactics of the Yan army were to block the infantry in formation, once Yang Feng could not break through the infantry formation and was blocked, then the Yan cavalry attacked from the flanks, The key to the battle between the two sides was whether Yang Feng could break through the infantry......

Well, it's clear that Yan Jun doesn't know that this is what he loves to do the most.

The torrent of mounted cavalry approached at a rapid pace.

The Yan infantry tremblingly grasped their steps and shields, looking at the rapidly approaching huge silver chisel in front of them, waiting for the fatal impact, they would use their lives as cannon fodder to build this line of defense, no matter what the final outcome would be, their heavy casualties would be inevitable.

It's closer, it's getting closer.

The armored cavalry with iron masks on their faces and their horses with masks on their horses seemed to be hideous monsters, hunting with horse banners stretched out in front of them, the thunderous sound of horses' hooves stepping out of the earth trembled, the shooting of the Yan army's crossbowmen could not stop them at all, the sturdy cold-forged armor kept bouncing off those futile feathered arrows, and the concrete cavalry was unstoppable in the rain of arrows. And under the pressure of this approaching death, the cannon fodder of the Yan army began to scream and turn around and run away, but the big swords of the overseers behind them immediately slashed down.

In a chaotic shout and scream, a middle-aged general sat on horseback, holding a bow and aiming at Yang Feng steadily, his arrows moved slowly with Yang Feng's advance, and soon the special iron mask was clear in his field of vision, he did not hesitate to let go of the bowstring, and the feather arrows flew through the infantry in front of Yang Feng in an instant with the sound of breaking through the air.

And at the same time, Yang Feng's right hand suddenly slammed upward, and something with green smoke flew out of his hand.

And then the arrow hit the iron surface.

Immediately afterwards, it was bounced open by a 1.5 mm thick Yang Feng's self-made penetrating steel plate.

And at this time, the thing that was emitting green smoke reached the sky above the Yan army's shield wall, and the explosion of two catties of black powder resounded through the battlefield, and in the fire and smoke of the explosion, the blood and flesh of the Yan soldiers below were splashed, although in fact only a few people were blown up, but the Yan soldiers nearby screamed in horror and lost their hair and fled like crazy.

The next moment......

Yang Feng's Dai Mei stepped on the body killed by the explosion and suddenly crashed into the fleeing Yan army.

The next moment the mounted cavalry came in a surge.

In the next moment, starting from the point penetrated by Yang Feng, to both sides, like a sand bank washed by a flood, those Yan soldiers kept running wildly and fled.

Then more mounted cavalry arrived.

The huge silver chisel was moving forward like a bamboo, constantly knocking over the chaotic fleeing Yan soldiers and stepping under the hooves of their horses, they didn't even need to use their horses, they just needed to follow their commander in a dense formation to keep moving forward.

Crush forward.

Then all the Yan infantry turned around and fled.

The Yan cavalry on both flanks finally couldn't wait any longer, and then surged forward to save the defeat, but the light cavalry of the Northern Expeditionary Army also moved forward.

"Kill!"

Yang Feng, who had already cut through the infantry of the Yan Army, shouted.

At the same time, the arrow of the middle-aged general not far from him shot out again, and it also hit Yang Feng's face armor and then bounced away, he once again pulled out his bow and aimed calmly in the chaotic Yan army, the third arrow even hit Yang Feng's left eye, but it was still bounced off by the bulletproof glass on the face armor, and he pulled the bow and aimed for the fourth time in a little panic......

A war hammer struck him in the forehead, and the beak-shaped hammer sank straight into his skull.

"Mah, shoot, shoot endlessly!"

Yang Feng roared angrily.

Immediately after that, he took the reins, and pointed at the Yan cavalry in the distance with the horse in his hand and shouted: "Kill, kill these Hulu!" ”

……

At this moment, another cavalry with the same equipment was splashing flesh and blood in front of a copper wall.

Under the curtain of the city.

"Don't stop!"

Murong Chui, the original historical Emperor of Later Yan, howled almost in despair.

Of course he had to go out of the city to fight back, the moment the first stone bullet fell, he knew that it was pointless to defend the city of the curtain, the huge stone bullet would not take long to smash the rammed earth city wall, he wanted to defeat Yang Feng had to go out of the city to counterattack, the arrival of reinforcements gave him the opportunity, the main force of the Yan army in the city of the curtain was all killed, with five hundred mounted cavalry as the vanguard, and launched a counterattack against Yang Feng's infantry.

Then, his armament did not break through the opponent's defenses.

That's like a forest of steps.

The shield that stood on each side.

Behind the shield, the heavily armored infantry was like a copper wall, firmly blocking the Yan army's mounted cavalry, just when the latter were forced to stop, and at the same time as the opponent stabbed each other with horses, behind the copper wall, dense crossbow arrows kept flying out, like shooting through a layer of paper to easily penetrate the heavy armor on the Yan army's armored cavalry, the archers simply behind the heavy infantry, less than three zhang away, with a strong bow to shoot the cavalry's face, those armored cavalry blocked by the dense spear jungle, I am being shot into a hedgehog one by one.

On both flanks of the Northern Expeditionary Army, the light cavalry of the Yan Army who attacked on the flanks also suffered heavy losses.

To be precise, the Northern Expeditionary Army did not have flanks.

Because the two infantry brigades left behind here were laid out in a phalanx, a huge square to protect the reserve infantry brigade operating the trebuchet in the middle, no matter which side the Yan army attacked from, the result was the same, and they had to face the layers of defense of heavy infantry, giant shields of sword players, crossbowmen, divine arm bows, and ox horn bows.

"King Wu, quickly withdraw! The Wei people also have iron in their eyes, how can they be the enemy? ”

A general beside Murong Chui pleaded.

Murong Trai was still hesitating.

A tsunami-like cheer suddenly sounded in the opposite formation, and he almost subconsciously turned his head, and the dust on the wall of the curtain behind them was flying, and a shocking gap suddenly became clear in the dust.

"Retreat, immediately retreat to Lukou!"

Murong Trai said without hesitation.

There is no point in fighting again, under the bombardment of this giant trebuchet, the rammed earth city wall cannot be supported at all, and the basis of his guarding of the curtain is the city wall, if the city wall loses its effect, what is the point of defending the city?

With the wave of the flag beside him, the attacking Yan army immediately began to retreat, Murong Chui looked at the reflection of the steel on the opposite side with infinite hatred, and then urged the war horse, abandoned the city and went north in the guard of his subordinates, the drums of the attack behind him sounded, in the dense spear jungle, countless soldiers with heavy armor and hands holding giant double-edged long knives walked out, Murong Chui took one last look at these burly big men, he didn't notice that on his flank, a silver long thorn was piercing through the battlefield in the melee... …