The thirteenth time, the smoke of gunpowder rises and fights for drum horns (3)
The Mongolian army in the distance began to move slowly again. This time, about two thousand soldiers in full armor moved forward to the front of the formation under the guidance of the black battle flag.
Wang Deng's mouth, who had been calm as usual, suddenly twitched.
"Black Army! It's the Black Army!"
People who don’t know the situation in the north have never heard of what kind of team the Black Army is.
About twenty years ago, the famous Mongolian general Mu Huali was given the king's seal and ribbon by Genghis Khan Temujin, and as the commander-in-chief of fighting against Jin, he went south to attack Jin.
Before he had fought with the Jin people, Shi Tianying, a powerful tyrant in Xingzhong Prefecture of Jin Kingdom, located in Liaodong, led his people to surrender first.
Shi Tianying was a famous hero in the north. He was not only skilled in archery and horses, but also good at making offensive and defensive equipment. Mu Huali was overjoyed and immediately granted him an official position and ordered him to follow the army to fight south.
Shi Tianying followed Mu Huali to experience more than 200 battles, leading by example, and chasing everything he wanted, and praised his courage in the army. His subordinates all used black flags. At that time, people were one of the elite troops that could fight under Mu Huali's tent, and their people were called "Black Army".
Of course, one thing that is lucky for the Song army is that the commander of this army is no longer the Shi Tianying who swept across Shaanxi and Gansu with his archery and horse skills, which made the Jin people frightened. This brave general who was trusted by the Mongolian Empire was killed in a counterattack by the Jin army against Hezhong Prefecture, and since then, he never heard of the black army again in the north.
"I didn't expect them to be there, I really didn't expect them to be there!" Wang Deng gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "Forget it, it's not in vain to come to Shatou City. Let's fight him happily."
But when the formation drums were rumbling, a team of warriors under the black flag stood in a stern, or sword cards, which was completely different from the Han'er army that had attacked the city in the previous period.
Qianhu, who was leading the way, shouted with a long hair, and the Black Army stalked forward with a cloud ladder under the guidance of Xuanqi.
The soldiers guarding the city were shocked by the elite troops moving forward.
The Mongolian army also fired arrows to support the second siege, and arrows shot in a row like locusts.
"General Zhu! Open fire!" When the black army entered the range, General Zhu launched a fierce shelling attack on the enemy.
After a round of bombing, the archers immediately began to use feather arrows to supplement their killing.
However, compared with the panic of the troops in the first round, although the sharp lead-stone bomb also knocked down many people, after a brief and chaotic period, the black army soldiers quickly resumed their formation and rushed towards the unstoppable wall with more rapid steps.
The archers on the city were already accustomed to the rhythm of war. They kept firing arrows, and black soldiers were constantly being caught and fell down. However, the remaining soldiers seemed to turn a blind eye to the casualties of their comrades. They held the gang cards on their heads and just rushed forward.
"Shoot! Shoot!" The team officials harshly urged the archers to pull the strings desperately and poured the feather arrows down the city as fast as possible. But it seemed that all efforts were not enough to prevent the black flag from breaking through the moat filled with corpses and rushing under the village wall.
Although building a city in three days can be called a miracle from any angle, the grass-rooted stakes cannot be compared with the tall city walls.
In an instant, dozens of cloud ladders were erected, and they were covered with soldiers who were fully focused on climbing the city.
"The Tartars are about to climb the city!" Hu Yanyu ran back and forth on the wall of the village and reminded: "Be prepared for the hook and fork and don't let the ladder approach the city!"
While speaking, the ladder leaned up towards the wall.
There was a squad that was about to lean against the wall beside Hu Yanyu. Several soldiers were holding hooks and spears and wanted to push it away, but they all stabbed it in the air. The soldier lying on the top of the ladder called out loudly and was about to lean on the wall.
A warrior from the front rushed over and stabbed the iron fork in his hand towards the ladder, just inserted the horizontal bar on the ladder. He pushed his arms with his arms, and the ladder turned back with the screams of several soldiers climbing the city.
"You must be accurate in your eyes and your hands must be ruthless! Haven't the commander taught you during training? "Liu Zheng roared at the sergeant who stabbed the sky: "Come up the enemy's ladder again, don't show me mercy and push them all down!"
Most of the ladders trying to climb the city were knocked over by the hook forks and spears of the defenders. Only two or three barely leaned against the walls of the village, and the soldiers of the Black Army began to move closer to these ladders, desperately saving these remaining results.
The defenders fell down like raindrops in the dense enemy areas under the city. The huge blow fell from the sky and killed many black troops in a moment. The soldiers under the city still shouted and shouted and thundered, firmly surrounding the remaining ladder.
Liu Jin pulled out the broken blade from his waist and wanted to cut off the ladder that was already against the wall, but he didn't expect that the ladder had already tied an iron hook to grab it, and it was difficult to cut it into the wooden stake.
A burly man with a chain mail jumped up from the ladder with an iron shield and stood onto a wooden wall. With an iron spear in his left hand, he pierced the Earth Dragon Army soldier who was seen as wielding a knife.
The big man pulled out his short spear and shouted loudly at the head of the flag behind him: "Put the flag onto the wall of this thief!"
The Tatar army, who were watching the battle in the distance, saw their black flags waving in the wind on the city wall, and the cheers were rising and falling. Then several teams of Han soldiers dismounted and quickly stepped forward to support the black army that had climbed the city.
Liu Zheng sideways and dodged the short spear of the armored man. He waved the broken blade in his hand and ravaged his body and started a close-range battle with the enemy.
Although he is known as the best martial arts army on weekdays, the other party is obviously not an ordinary person. The two of them stand together with swords and guns.
At this time, the soldiers of the Black Army were climbing behind the big man, and more and more began to occupy the village wall.
Of course, Zheng Yunming, who was sitting upright at the north gate and observing the situation on the battlefield, saw all this in his eyes.
"Do you have to go out to Beiwei Camp at this time? Or is it too early?" Zheng Yunming was a little hesitant. Although it is said that the grasp of the fighter jet is a kind of talent, in fact, except for the few geniuses with strong comprehension, the rest are all accumulated through continuous observation and exploration in war practice, and even making mistakes.
But reality cannot tolerate the inexperienced hesitation.
With such hesitation, the large group of infantry had rushed to the north wall, either by building cloud ladders or by taking a man ladder, and started a full-scale attack on the north wall of the team.
What they saw was the opportunity when the defenders on the north wall were attracted by several ladders of the Black Flag Army.
The imbalance in defense of the village wall was fully exposed under the right impact of the enemy.
In a short period of time, many walls of the village had been climbed up by enemy infantry, and Hu Yanyu's soldiers were overwhelmed with fire fighting. And the more they were mobilized, the more flaws they had. The large group of enemy soldiers continued to attack like ants, and it was only a matter of time to see the walls of the villages lost.
Seeing the enemy coming fiercely, Wang Deng turned around and said to Zheng Yunming: "Please retreat to the camp quickly. Wang Deng promised to lead the soldiers to fight to fight the enemy and drive the enemy back."
"Bastard!" Zheng Yunming said loudly: "The position of this general is here. The Tartars want to break through Shatou City, unless they step over the body of this general!"
While he was talking, a branch of arrows passed by and nailed them to the moon sign that was only about a foot of him.
At this time, Zheng Yunming seemed particularly calm. He said without blinking: "Send a signal to send Beiwei Camp to mobilize. If you take the fifty Beiwei on the city tower, you must drive all the thieves who killed the city!"
Before Wang Deng could agree, he suddenly heard the rumbling drums coming from Shatou City.
The soldiers of the Beiweiying camp rushed towards the city wall with full arms. Ge Huai ran in front of the team with a knife in his hand. Behind him was the flag "Beiwei, the general manager of the Jinghu Control Commander Sizhiying Fields".
Hundreds of athletes have been accumulating their strength for a long time, and they all have high fighting spirits and are shouting loudly towards the city wall.
The man who was fighting with Liu Zheng saw the city guards dispatched reinforcements, pulled the short gun in his hand, forced Liu Zheng back two steps, shouted loudly, "Don't get entangled with the Southern Barbarians! Holding the ladder and letting the brothers behind him kill him will be victorious!"
When the black soldiers heard the order, they blocked the horse roads in the city and the ladders that were raising the village walls, and put on a stance of defending and not attacking. They were waiting for the army under the city to reinforce and give full play to their number advantages.
As soon as their attitude was made, the defenders on the city could not approach the cloud ladder, and the Beiwei army under the city was blocked on the horse road and could not get up to the city. The situation suddenly became serious.
Suddenly, a young general with white armor and silver helmet in the Beiweiying team stepped forward, climbed up the horse path quickly, opened the silver painted treasure bow in his hand, and shot arrows like beads at a very short distance. Suddenly, several black soldiers were caught in the throat and fell off the horse path.
The black soldiers guarding the horse path saw that the white-robed young generals were fierce in the future, and they all rushed towards him with swords and guns. But they saw the young general dodging left and right, jumping flexibly among the swords and guns of the crowd, as if they were the elves shuttled through the horse path.
During the chaos of war, the black soldiers guarding the Madaokou were gradually led under the village wall.
Ge Huai roared and rushed to the horse road like a windmill. The soldiers behind him followed him and rushed to the village wall.
The burly man saw that Ma Dao had lost his position, cursed fiercely, turned around and repeatedly assassinated several powerful forces, trying to solve Liu Zheng in a short time.
Liu Zhengwu used the group card to avoid this fierce attack and was about to step forward to fight back. Suddenly, someone shouted behind her: "Captain Liu is standing up, we are going to fire!"
When he turned his head to look, Ren Xiongwei and Han Silang were wrapped in general bamboo with clamps, one hugged his head and the other hugged his tail, and the muzzle was pointing at the ladder behind Liu and the other.
Liu was quick-witted and quickly turned his head and passed the muzzle with one step.
The burly man naturally knew how powerful the big bamboo tube was, and he hurriedly lowered his head and rolled to the side.
General Zhu sprayed out huge flames and smoke. With the sound of cannons, Ren Xiongwei and Han Silang were flew backwards by the recoil belt.
Chapter completed!