The sun at noon became dim and desolate on the battlefield. Its halo was sprinkled on the battlefield, and horses, corpses and broken weapons were spread throughout the battlefield. This was a tragic and helpless result. When the cold weapons era was in the infinite violence of hot weapons, their resistance seemed so pale and powerless. Some Mongolian soldiers who had lost their war horses threw their long swords and knelt before their war horses. Facing this large area of ​​corpses, they actually burst into tears.

"Wooah..."

The Mongolian cavalry, who had been scattered across Europe and Asia for many years, had never encountered such a blow. It was turned upside down after a shot, and it was bloody and bloody. In a blink of an eye, all their brothers turned into corpses. The black craters were still blazing with blue smoke, and large pieces of corpses fell around these craters.

The crying people looked at the bloody setting sun. They didn't know what kind of mistake they made and would be treated like this. After 10,000 people and 10,000 Mongolian cavalry, after experiencing a salvo of the "Phoenix Cannon", so many turned into corpses, and more people were crushed to pieces. No such battlefield has ever been seen.

The attack caused by the artillery fire in the early morning was still not responding to the Mongolian men. They looked at the battlefield in a daze, which was the main force of the Mongolian army. The once proud Mongolian army led by Sain Khanbadu and General Mongke. They swept across the entire Eurasia, forcing the Song Dynasty, the largest country in the world, to pay coins and donate to them.

At this time, there was no flash of explosion in the sky from the clouds. The huge dust made the battlefield there completely shrouded in large grey-yellow smoke. Rows of rockets like meteors rushed in, trying to create a death space like hell. Fortunately, the "Phoenix Cannon" was no longer taken care of at this time. The remaining Mongolians on the battlefield here were soldiers commanded by Pan Jian'an.

At this moment, those terrifying things were launching violent shelling at the gang of cavalry led by their Khan. When the dense explosion sounded, they were just a "boom" sound like a tide. Every explosion made the gray and yellow smoke and dust in the sky seem to be disturbed by a big hand. At this time, they were gradually awakened from the shock. Although the Mongolian soldiers with a little confused look at the battle in the distance, they could hardly understand whether they were fighting with people or whether this was a fight with the devil.

After a intensive bombardment, they were frightened by the artillery fire and did not receive any more blows. Most people chose to flee back to the camp of the "Chincha Artillery Army", where there were nearly 10,000 soldiers. When they were holding the injured brothers, or the Mongolian soldiers who fled back alone, they gasped and watched, the light shining from the dust in the distance, listening to the almost endless explosion. There was no hope for the attack of the army in their hearts, because they had no qualifications to bear such artillery fire.

At this moment, a huge sound came from the castle not far away.

"Let go down your weapons, put down your weapons!"

At the same time, his cavalry rushed out where the gate of the castle was opened. Their number was not large, only about 1,000 people. These were the soldiers left by Zhao Fubo in the castle, including both the "lancers" and the subordinates whom the "change saint" Ejitane once led. At this moment, they were holding guns and preparing bows and arrows. But they did not launch an attack, because with them, there were some main force responsible for the attack - artillery.

At this time, the "Qincha Artillery Army" who were guarding the camp could only look at those people, and could not move at all. After the attack last night, they knew that their artillery fire range was impossible to hit the other party's array. However, their cannons were not at all scruples when they bombarded. Therefore, the remaining Mongolian soldiers looked at each other with loud persuasion from the other party, not knowing how to choose.

However, soon the other party strengthened their "advice", and the sound of the heavy artillery fired from the "Hell Messenger II-type field cannon". With the violent explosion, the "Flying Swallow Iii-type crossbow" and "Reincarnation cannon" hit the shells into pieces. The huge explosion once again shook the hearts of the soldiers who had just escaped from the battlefield.

"No...no..."

"They are here...come..."

Among the soldiers who fled back from the "Phoenix Cannon", there were immediately people who could not bear this pressure and showed a hysterical state before the mental breakdown. This made everyone who heard it feel a little wet. They used to be very excellent and very brave battlefields, but at this moment, their souls were almost torn apart by the explosion of the shell.

In contrast, the soldiers of the "Chincha Artillery Army" responded better, after all, they often did things related to gunpowder. Since their expedition, the "Reincarnation Cannon" often carried out cover-type strikes on the Arab army. For them, it was part of the war, and they never felt that such a strike was cruel. But now they felt a certain cruelty, not cruelty to others but to themselves.

"Boom boom boom..."

Several "Hell Messenger II-type field cannons" continued to bombard the camp of the "Chincha Artillery Army". Unfortunately, their weapons could not hit the other side. Even if they wanted the cavalry to fight back, the cavalry, who had already been scared by the "Phoenix Cannon", would not move anyway. In fact, the 1,000 soldiers from the castle were already the limit of the army in the castle. Moreover, they also brought all the cannons in the castle. It can be said that the castle was almost completely out of armed protection.

The Mongolians just watched the formation of the team, but did not launch a charge. The artillery behind them was firing, and in the camp of the "Chicha Artillery Army", there were explosions like heavy drums. Almost everyone was lying underground, and they had only one hope in their hearts, that is, the request for help from General Mengge.

At this moment, they didn't know that the more than 1,000 soldiers with cannons in front of them were just a restraining attack on them. But the person who really put pressure on them and wanted to completely defeat them was someone else.
Chapter completed!