"Boom! Boom! Boom! ……”

With a dull sound, black smoke rose from the muzzle of the cannon, and the pungent smell made the people around them frown.

Not far away, the few Jiatong native soldiers who were still laughing at Han Daocheng just now had long since disappeared, and only a pile of debris remained in the watchtower made of wood.

This small cannon is of little use against the real city wall, but it is accurate for such a simple castle tower.

Han Daocheng rode on a horse, smelling the smell of gunpowder smoke wafting over, and looked at the military village not far away.

This village usually has only a few dozen native soldiers, but these days the situation is tense, and the manpower has been increased, and now it is estimated that there are more than 100 people. After getting the news of the Song army, the soldiers in the village were mobilizing, and the people were coming and going.

Suddenly, before the people could be assembled, the gate was blown down.

The Jiatong native soldiers in the village were stunned for a moment, and looking out from the collapsed gate of the wall, they could see the neatly lined up Song army brigade outside the wall. The cavalry swords and guns glittered in the daylight, and it was chilling to look at.

"The stockade is broken, run!"

I don't know who shouted, like pouring a spoonful of water on a hot oil pot, the village suddenly exploded, and the assembled Jiaozhi native soldiers ran out of the village like headless flies.

Cao Yang stretched out his head to look at the wolf-rushing local soldiers in the stockade in front of him, and asked Han Daocheng beside him: "Commander, the Jiaozhi soldiers are already in chaos, should we go up to chase and kill?" ”

"Wait, let them all run out of the stockade, these two-legged birds can't outrun our four-legged horses, are you afraid that you won't be able to catch up?"

Han Daocheng's expression was very relaxed, as if he was looking at the scenery.

His cavalry was best at chasing from behind. How could it be possible to enter the stockade now and face the armor soldiers who were fighting the trapped beasts? Wait for them to escape from the stockade. You can do what you want.

I didn't sleep all night. Xu Ping also felt tired, so he went to the accommodation arranged for him to eat something casually, and then went to bed to rest. By the time I woke up, night had fallen.

After dinner, Xu Ping turned to the living room, and saw that there was already a sand table of nearby terrain on the table, so he stood at the table and took a closer look.

Langzhou Castle in Katong is less than five miles away from the valley mouth of Thang Long Province, and it is slightly to the left. It's not directly facing Taniguchi. The mouth of the valley is quite wide, and the mountains on both sides are not high, but they are all rocky mountains, steep in the north and gentle in the south.

With the current comparison of the strength of the two sides, it is not difficult to break through Langzhou City, and what Xu Ping has to consider is how to face the reinforcements from Jiaozhi after breaking the city.

Zhang Rong hurriedly came in from outside, saluted Xu Ping, and said, "Official, the siege equipment has been delivered." When is the siege? ”

"Tonight, let the besieging commanders eat early and rest early. Wake up early tomorrow, and after a full meal, you will attack the city as soon as it is dawn! Also, it's time to get ready tonight! ”

Zhang Rong promised.

Xu Ping said with a smile: "We, the township soldiers, have been in the sugar business for a few years, although the battle array is unfamiliar, and the ability to get up early and be greedy for darkness has been practiced. When we do farm work, we always leave the field before dawn, and now when we are fighting, we have to choose the morning time, when others are still sleepy-eyed, and our people are already alive and well. ”

The busy officials around listened and laughed together. The seasonality of farming is strong, and when you are really busy, it is really early and greedy, which is much more tense than the days in the army, and of course it is much more comfortable when you are slack.

After Xu Ping finished speaking, he looked down at the sand table on the table, and sighed secretly in his heart. Tomorrow will be a real bloody battle, although in the past few years, it has been fighting all the way from Ruhe County to Menzhou, but there is no real opponent, and the victory does not depend on bloodshed. Fighting Langzhou will be completely different from other wars, because he still wants to use the complete Langzhou City to resist the soldiers and horses coming from Jiaozhi, so he has to fight with his flesh and blood.

In the Jiatong Yamen, the official hall has been changed into a Chinese military tent, and Jia Jirong has been sitting in the position of the coach for a whole day, even if he eats, he is sent in.

In the basin, the state city is the highest point, and Jia Jirong also knows that in just one day, the rejection points on the periphery have been swept away, and then the Song army will inevitably begin to attack the city.

Unlike Xu Ping's thoughts, Jia Jirong knew what the local soldiers under his command were like, and he never thought of fighting the Song army in the field. His only hope is to use the state city to entangle with the Song army, as long as it drags on long enough, either the Song army can't stand the loss and retreats, or wait for Jiaozhi reinforcements, or God helps him, and the rainy season will come early. If you can't wait for any of this, you'll be left to fate.

Listening to the military situation reported by his subordinates, Jia Jirong's face was gloomy, and he said to his cronies guarding the side: "Pass my military order, the soldiers guarding the city are on duty at night, and there must be two hundred people guarding the city wall on each side!" Who dares to delay the military plane, cut it down! ”

The cronies whispered: "In the Yanei, there is no Song army in the south of the city. ”

"Huh, so what? Wai Sanque Yi, when I haven't seen the Han people's art of war? It's always been like this when they siege cities! There is no Song army outside the city, and the defenders on the city wall are also indispensable! Tell them that anyone who dares to escape through the south gate will be killed! ”

Seeing Jia Jirong's murderous appearance, his cronies didn't dare to speak anymore.

Jia Jirong said again: "Also, the leaders who went to the herald patrol have strengthened their manpower in the past few days, as long as there is a demagoguery of the army and inciting them to escape, no matter who it is, they will be killed first and then played!" ”

The cronies agreed and left in fear.

Winter nights come early and go late, and there is no moon at the end of the month, and even the stars in the sky are obscured by thin clouds blowing from nowhere.

The Langzhou Basin, south of the Qiqi River, was so quiet in the dark night that even the sound of chickens and dogs could not be heard, as if it had suddenly become a dead place.

At night, a charcoal fire was lit to drive away the ubiquitous cold.

Jia Jirong sat in the official hall and fell asleep at some point. At such times, even in sleep, there is no peace. The moment ago was still the previous comfortable time, gorgeous clothes and delicacies, leaning on red and green, and suddenly it became a nightmare, the sound of killing shook the sky, and the corpses were mountains and blood.

Hundreds of years and how many generations have been passed down, and the A family's painstaking management has its current status, is it suddenly gone in their own hands? Jia Jirong, who fell asleep, only felt that he was sinking in the sea of suffering, and there was no time to turn over.

"Yanei, the Song army is attacking the city!"

Jia Jirong woke up from his sleep, looked blankly at the messenger who rushed in from the outside, with a panicked face, and muttered: "The Song army has attacked the city?" Where did Song Jun come from? ”

The cool breeze of the early morning blew from outside the door and slammed into Jia Jirong's face.

"The Song army is attacking the city? Quick, show me around! ”

A spirit, Jia Jirong sobered up, strode around the table, almost kicked down the charcoal basin, and when he went down, he raised his hand and grabbed the arm of the messenger.

The sun had just come out of the darkness, and there was only a touch of blue and white on the horizon, and the sky and the earth were still hazy.

Jia Jirong climbed the North City Tower, and at a glance he saw a huge silhouette that suddenly appeared from the north. I couldn't see clearly in the dim light, but I could see a city as tall as a city, moving slowly towards me.

"What's that?! The Song army built a city overnight? ”

Jia Jirong asked the guards beside him in a hoarse voice.

"We didn't know that the monster was outside the city at dawn—"

The guard looked embarrassed, and carefully looked at Jia Jirong's face as he spoke.

The defender of the city must go out of the city at night to harass, if the city gate is closed and guarded, this is the result, you don't know what will appear outside the city at dawn, and you don't even have time to react.

With a gloomy face, Jia Jirong watched the monsters outside gradually approach.

It was closer, and the sky was brighter, and Jia Jirong could see the monster outside. In fact, it's not a monster, it's just a shelf built with bamboo poles. However, this shelf is too large, the top is basically level with the city wall, wider than the city wall, and the other side of the shelf is not clearly visible.

There should be wheels under this shelf, and Song Jun must be pushing close to the city wall.

Jia Jirong looked at the bamboo frame that was getting closer and closer to the city wall, and couldn't help frowning.

What the hell is Xu Ping doing? Others use ladders to attack the city, but he made such a big bamboo frame out, it seems that a bamboo frame can make hundreds of ladders, what do you want to do?

Use this shelf instead of a ladder? What's going on in this man's head!

Xu Ping really wanted to use this shelf instead of the cloud ladder, and the bully was that Jia Yu didn't dare to go out of the city. It is said that this is not an ingenious invention, the basic principle is similar to the commonly used siege equipment Jingqi, but Xu Ping is not used as a mobile long-range platform, but directly connects the city wall to the city from the other side.

This shelf is not made casually, Xu Ping is built according to the scaffolding of his previous life. Scaffolding may seem simple, but to be safe and practical, it requires a lot of knowledge and some design tips. The real practical mobile tripod Xu Ping has only been promoted for a few decades in his previous life, and this era is still very advanced.

"Oil! Fire! Set up a pot and burn oil! ”

Jia Jirong looked at the behemoth that was getting closer and closer, and commanded hoarsely.

There are many mature defense equipment to deal with the ladder, such as the lever, such as the special stick, of course, the most direct is to pour hot oil on the ladder. As for dealing with Jing Yan, the emphasis has always been on taking the initiative to attack and destroy.

Faced with this monster that combines the well and the ladder, Jia Jirong is in a hurry.

Unlike the ladder, Song Jun didn't climb up from this shelf, is it useful to pour oil? Jia Jirong didn't know.

The bamboo frame is most afraid of fire, but Song Jun didn't think of it? Jia Jirong is also at a loss.

On the hill two miles away from the state city, Xu Ping looked at the huge bamboo frame slowly approaching the state city not far away, and his heart was also uneasy.

The most important thing in cane sugar is money, and the most lacking is people, where money can be used, Xu Ping definitely does not need human lives to fill it, and this huge siege frame is the product of Xu Ping's thinking.

This shelf looks inconspicuous, but the parts are thousands, and it took a lot of manpower and material resources to build it, and then transported it all the way from Taiping County to here, and the money spent is really amazing.

But as long as the casualties of his subordinate soldiers can be reduced, everything is worth it in Xu Ping's opinion. The money spent on the cane sugar business can be easily earned, as long as the people are kept, the silver money will flow to the cane sugar business like a stream.

As for the fire to pour oil?

The front part is covered with lead, and it can't be burned for a while, that is, it is burned, and there is an isolation layer in the middle, as long as the speed of the rear advancement is greater than the speed of burning, it will not delay the siege.

It was even more useless to pour oil, and the soldiers besieging the city ran directly up from the other side.

Let's see how Jia Yu faces this monster.

Xu Ping looked at the rising sun in the sky, and exhaled to calm his mind.

(There's another chapter in the evening.) (To be continued.) )