Chapter 15: Fighting with each other for the rain (2)
The Mongolian army's gunners did not assemble dozens of cannon vehicles until the next morning. These huge cable-drawing stone throwers have become powerful tools for siege for a long time.
During the Guandu War, the story of Cao Mengde using a thunderbolt stone cart to destroy Yuan Benchu's wooden tower archer was already a legend passed down by the people in the Song Dynasty.
The Thunderbolt car at that time was just a primitive stone thrower with a height of 10 feet and a range of 50 steps. On this battlefield where Song and Meng confronted each other, it was as ridiculous as children's toys.
The hundreds of households of the gunner army in the distance waved the red flag in their hands, which was a signal to prepare for the cannon.
The gunners of more than 200 people walked behind a tall cannon car. The majestic cannon car had one hundred and twenty thick and long leather ropes tied to the cantilever, just like the thick braided hair on the Hu man's head.
Guan Jun Baihu shouted loudly, and the gunners picked up the leather rope and held it in their hands. Each of them grabbed a leather rope and looked at Baihu's order.
Someone quickly brought a stone bullet and put it into the leather nest. The fixed-hair hand sitting on the wooden shaft began to carefully aim at the direction. Dozens of soldiers pushed the cannon cart below and turned slowly.
When the cannon truck turned completely to the direction of the gatehouse, it finally stopped rotating.
The Guanjun Baihu suddenly waved the red flag in his hand down. Two hundred and forty thugs shouted in unison, and suddenly pulled the leather rope in his hand down.
The seven thick, slightly tied huge cantilevers suddenly sank one end, and the effect of the lever makes the other end rise high with a thunderous sound like a thunderous wind and thunder.
A stone bullet weighing dozens of kilograms flew through an arc with a howling sound toward the gatehouse.
Under a cool umbrella held high in front of the city gate tower, Lu Xunzhi sat on a chair and looked up at the stones flying over the gate tower. He calmly took a sip of Maojian, a famous Hubei Road.
The first test shot is just measuring the distance, and few actually hit the target.
He was so calm that the officers and soldiers of the left-wing battalion guarding around him were already scared and lost their souls.
Yang Yu, who was standing on the inner wall, looked out and looked at the stone bullet leaping over the gatehouse and landing on the roof of a military house dozens of steps behind the village wall. He immediately knocked the roof of the military house to halfway.
The military and civilians in the village had already moved to the mountains, leaving only the necessary combatants left on the wall of the village, preparing to start a war of throwing stones.
When Yang Xuan saw that the house was a warehouse filled with wine, he was furious and turned to Lu Xunzhi and shouted: "Constitution, can we fight back?"
Lu Xunzhi shouted, "Retaliation!" He turned around and said to Ma Xiang, the leader of the left wing camp beside him in a calm tone, "Let's collect the cool umbrella and go into the battle shed, it's the real thing below."
Yang Xuan shouted to a huge cannon truck dozens of steps behind the village wall and said, "Shiong, let it go!"
The Mongolian army's seven-pin cannon car was still annoyed by his wrong estimate, and directed everyone to turn the cannon cart. Suddenly, a familiar sound of wind came from the air.
A stone bullet flew towards him with a more violent momentum and hit the huge seven-pin cannon car.
The huge rocks raised huge smoke and dust. Among the smoke and dust, the seven-pin cannon truck that the Mongolian army carefully built for a day was broken like a wooden toy built by children. In the midst of the exclamation, the two must let go with their huge cantilevers and were shaken into the air, and fell heavily into the dust together.
Yang Xuan was overjoyed and shouted loudly into the village wall: "The starter hits!"
A burst of cheers erupted from the village wall.
There is another advantage of how many months to prepare, that is, the gunners can freely test the open space in front on each launching position, record the results of the test release one by one, and finally compile the area of the gun truck in front into a detailed grid. Which point on the grid should be set in which direction should be determined, and all of them are practiced in advance. At that time, the lookout hands on the city wall report the direction according to the marked latitude and longitude, and although it cannot be hit immediately, it is very convenient to adjust.
This is the huge advantage caused by the different status of the subject and the guest.
Yang Xuan raised his eyes and saw the position of the Mongolian stone thrower opposite him in chaos.
The shock brought by the destruction of a seven-spin stone thrower was far less than the idea of "Ah, there would be a high-end product like a stone thrower on the opposite side" that brought panic to the Mongolian gunners and soldiers.
Generally speaking, the Song army's parables are all equipped with second-class wing soldiers, and the city defense army or militia are simply guarded. There are rarely heavy machinery such as stone throwers.
Even though this copycat is extraordinary, the Mongolian army still made an easy judgment that the enemy would not have a stone thrower in advance.
That's why they limited the main target of the stone thrower to a wooden village wall. As long as they used stone bullets to destroy the defense of the north gate from a safe distance, the rest was extremely simple.
However, the emergence of the garrison-dumping machine has upgraded this game with zero danger into a cruel scooping machine strangle battle.
"The position of Bingyin, let it go!" A lookout hand not far from Yang Shu shouted to the city.
The three cannon trucks raised their cantilevers violently in the shouting, and the stone bullets cut through the sky like meteors. In the huge sound, another double cannon truck was smashed to pieces.
This time, the Mongolian gunners truly recovered from the shock and started to fight back under the command of the military officers. However, they could not see the specific location of the opponent's stone thrower in the village, and could only push the approximate position of the opponent's launch position from the shot projectile.
Despite this, they still tried their best to pull the pear rope and threw one after another of the mud balls and stone bullets at the imagined enemy.
This counterattack method is absurd and inefficient, but it is a desperate struggle of the weak side under the condition of information asymmetry. The Mongolian gunners who used famous cities with huge rocks of hundreds of kilograms to break the city defense in the north are showing their pride and indomitableness in this unique way.
And from the actual effect, such a blind counterattack still caused some intimidation and damage to the rats who were hiding on the other side of the village wall.
The two five-seater cars received fatal damage in the rain and were forced to give up. The other single-seater cars of different sizes, four-seater cars and seven-seater cars were partially injured. The gunners of the two cannon trucks were frightened by the stone bullets and left the cannon trucks and fled, hiding in a cave on the mountain.
But compared with the Earth Dragon Gunners whose lookout hands calibrate shooting on the city wall, this is a battle between blind people and healthy people after all.
Indicating the direction and correcting the commands were one after another on the village wall. Stone bullets and mud balls collapsed one enemy artillery after another like raindrops. Even Yang Xuan, who was watching the battle on the village wall, was a little surprised. Many of the Mongolian gunners had been beaten to pieces by stone bullets, and blood was splattered on their companions, but the remaining gunners continued to pull Piso without wavering. His tenacious fighting will even Lu Xunzhi couldn't help but whisper: "It's indeed a good master who defeated the Jurchen army!"
But this was impossible to save the defeat after all. The number of artillery vehicles on the Mongolian army gradually decreased. Until the last single-slight artillery was still firing, it was finally destroyed by a dozen stone bullets. The first day's artillery battle ended with the complete failure of the Mongolian gunners.
At this time, the Mongolian army's positions were full of broken wooden beams, shaft columns and piscopies. The gunners moaned weakly among the wreckage. The brigade of Mongolian soldiers ignored their injured companions and searched wildly in the wreckage pile for parts that could still be used.
Yang Xuan, who witnessed this scene, said to Lu Xunzhi: "Wen Lu, there will be a real battle next."
"The next time I won't be as easy as today."
Fortunately, before this next time, restoring the combat effectiveness of the gunner army would have to waste a lot of time in the Mongolian army.
This time, the Mongolian army could see that the entire army was dispatched, almost cutting off all the trees on several hills, and the wood was sent to the camp with a price of water.
They are making more gun cars than they were the first time, and more than that.
The next day at dawn, the lookout on the village wall found that a huge wooden building had been built opposite.
Before erecting the cannon cart, you must first set up a lookout tower to stand high and peek at the enemy's garrison in the city, especially the specific location of the stone thrower in the city.
During the Battle of Zaoyang, the Mongols set up a tower of more than ten feet tall, peeking at the situation in the city day and night, and then following the command of the watchtower, they destroyed the stone throwers in the city one by one, winning the victory.
When attacking Laoya Mountain, underestimating the enemy and causing trouble, the Mongolian army. This time they decided to start with the usual steps.
Of course, the garrison was anxious when he looked at the opposite Wanglou. Yang Xuanmu even sent an assault team to trap the enemy outside the range of his own gun carriage and destroyed the Wanglou.
But he liked to use tricks in his life, and such a method of hard bridge and hard horse was contrary to his philosophy of war.
What's more, the commando is either an iron cavalry formation, using its advantage of mobility to attack quickly, and then leave with one blow before the enemy can react. Or it motivates the three armies to open the city with a few elite infantry teams, use the momentum of one go to overwhelm and seize the temporary initiative in the battlefield.
There are neither cavalry nor elite infantry who have been on the battlefield to use in the Tulong Army. Now, if you open the door and fight out, in addition to giving heads to the enemy's powerful iron-armored cavalry, you will also damage the already very weak defense forces in the city.
He must firmly guard the Dazhai before Zheng Yunming returns, and no soldier can be wasted.
Looking at the tall building opposite, more than ten strategies passed by Yang Xuan's heart in a short time, but they were rejected one by one by one. He himself was a magical machine character with one step and ten strategies, so he understood that it was actually difficult to survive in the ten strategies.
Yang Yu, who claimed to be unparalleled in his daily life, could only sit and watch a few towering towers slowly build up. His watchful hands looked upstairs to the building to see the situation in the city, and recorded one by one that tomorrow's battle was destined to be a fierce battle for the Tulong Army.
Chapter completed!