There are one hill and eight buildings in the Northern Prefecture of the Eastern Jin Dynasty Chapter 530: The pontoon bridge is deployed to set up the golden beam (1)
Chapter 530: The pontoon bridge is deployed to set up the golden beam (1)
Fu Rong smiled and shook his head, pointing to the carts next to the Jin army's trebuchets on the river bank in the distance, and said: "Did you see those carts? They are covered with stones. They are all the ammunition of the Jin army. Now they are gone."
Almost half of it was used. Let alone another half hour, they would have beaten all the stones in just a moment. In order to get the ammunition, they even used all the pebbles on the edge of the Feishui River.
, after the fight, I’ll see what else they can send over!”
Mao Dang's brows relaxed a little, and he looked at the more than a hundred trebuchets just in front of the stage, covered by tall straw bundles, and shook his head: "It's just that we obviously have trebuchets, why do we have to be beaten like this?"
Why don't you fight back? If the catapult is placed here, it can only hit our river bank at most. It will never be able to throw stones across the river. If the Jin army forces a crossing, we will not be able to use the catapult to directly attack. I really don't understand General Fu.
It means."
A cunning light flashed in Fu Rong's eyes: "I already have a comprehensive plan, General Mao, just wait and see the good show!"
On the general platform of the Jin army, Liu Laozhi sat on the bed with a serious face. The generals behind him, including the order soldiers, were cheering and cheering for the rounds of stone-throwing attacks, but his
But there was no trace of joy on his face. He sat there, deep in thought.
Today, Liu Muzhi was ordered by Xie Xuan and Sima Daozi to join the army and supervise the battle. He looked relaxed, looked at the flying rocks in the distance, and gently shook his head: "General Liu, the wind is now in our army's favor.
If you want to use fire to attack, you'd better do it now. If the wind blows back later, we may be burned."
Liu Laozhi's eyes shrank suddenly. He stood up slowly, looked at Liu Muzhi, and said in a deep voice, "How did you know that I was going to use this fire attack strategy?"
Liu Muzhi smiled slightly, pointed to the big flag that stood on the general platform and was blown by the wind to the other side, and said: "General Liu has been fighting for so many years, if he can't even set fire to the wind,
Then don’t sit in this position."
Liu Jingxuan came up in three steps and said: "Commander Father, give the order! If it is delayed for another hour and a half, the direction of the wind may change!"
The muscles on Liu Laozhi's face were shaking gently. He held a military fan tightly in his hand, and the joints crackled like firecrackers. He thought several times
He raised the military fan, but every time he lifted it halfway, he would put it down again. Finally, he stopped moving and sat back on the bed.
Liu Jingxuan said anxiously: "Father, these barbarians are holding up wooden rafts to block them, and their camps are all made of wood. If we attack with fire now, we will definitely be able to burn the company's camp. As long as there is a fire attack from the opposite side."
Chaos, we can rush through it without a pontoon!"
Liu Muzhi said coldly: "Ah Shou, what are you anxious about? Have you ever had a very clear grasp of the wind direction above Feishui these days?"
The corner of Liu Jingxuan's mouth curled up: "Well, the wind direction on Feishui River has been different every day recently. Like yesterday, there was no wind at all. It's hard to generalize!"
Liu Muzhi smiled slightly: "That's it. General Liu can't make up his mind now. It's precisely because of this. Even though it's blowing from the south now and blowing straight to the other side, if the wind direction changes later and changes to the north wind,
Wouldn't that burn our troops crossing the river?"
Liu Jingxuan was choked by Liu Muzhi and had nothing to say. The light in his eyes flashed and the muscles on his face were twitching slightly, but he could not say anything to refute.
Liu Muzhi looked at Liu Laozhi and said: "General Liu, if you attack with fire now, you will use your last move. If the battle situation is deadlocked later and the two armies are joining forces, if you want to attack with fire again,
It’s also impossible.”
He paused, looked at the Qin camp opposite, and said: "What's more, in these camps, even the wooden fences are smeared with wet mud, obviously for fire prevention. These wooden rafts are also smeared with black mud, which can be removed
The momentum of the stone can also prevent fire, so even if our army attacks with fire now, the effect will not be the best. On the contrary, the two armies are fighting, and if you use this move without protection, you may be surprised."
Liu Laozhi gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Give me the order. After five rounds of stone attacks, start building a pontoon bridge and attack by force!"
Just when Liu Jingxuan was about to say something, Liu Laozhi's eyes widened and he said, "Ah Shou, hurry up and pass the order!"
Liu Jingxuan sighed, walked to the high platform, and quickly passed Liu Laozhi's military orders in flag language. The three phalanxes of the Jin army began to become quiet, and slowly surged towards the river bank. Soon, then,
As the last five rounds of stones were launched, the three phalanxes of the Jin army just passed the more than 200 catapults fifty steps away from the shore. The densely packed shields in the front row suddenly overshadowed those who were so busy just now.
The shirtless strong men who stopped the fire pressed firmly and powerfully towards the river bank with the most standard shield-shaped phalanx.
Fu Rong took a long breath and murmured: "It's finally about to begin."
Mao Dang nodded and said with a smile: "I don't know what the Jin army will do after the shield formation. General Fu, do you think it will be hundreds or even thousands of ferries?"
Fu Rong shook his head: "My intuition tells me that it's unlikely. If it were a thousand-boat race, there wouldn't be such a big gap between the three phalanxes. They look like each phalanx is acting independently, isn't it?"
At this point, his eyes suddenly lit up and he shouted, "Is it a floating bridge?!"
Before Fu Rong finished speaking, the three huge phalanxes on the opposite side and the shield formations about two or three miles wide in the front row suddenly dispersed from the middle. There were about hundreds of soldiers in heavy armor, four in a row, each carrying a large shield.
Dozens of boats, tied together side by side, with planks nailed to the top, a pontoon about twenty paces long, rushed to the river as fast as possible, shouted slogans in unison, and then lifted the pontoons on their shoulders.
The pontoon was thrown into the water.
More than a hundred Jin army warriors, who were shirtless and smeared with thick lard ointment to protect themselves from the cold, wore tight-fitting black water rafts on their lower bodies, rushed into the water carrying pieces of wood, and paraded or ran in the water.
When they arrived at both sides of the pontoon, they placed huge logs that were as thick as a strong man's waist, as tall as one person, and weighed at least thirty or forty kilograms, with their pointed ends downward and their rounded ends inlaid with iron facing upward.
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Dozens of big men holding sledgehammers, wearing leather armor, with broad shoulders and broad arms, obviously good at physical strength, rushed onto the pontoon carrying thick wooden sledgehammers weighing forty or fifty kilograms, shouting slogans, and swung round balls.
He picked up the hammer and smashed it hard against the wooden stake that the shirtless strong men were holding on to in the water.