"Four tunnels were dug to the bottom of the city wall, and then dug horizontally to form a basement. Our army spent two days quietly transporting 300 barrels of gunpowder, totaling 15,000 kilograms of gunpowder. This is the Gewuyuan Gunpowder Factory.
The inventory of several years has been fully used this time. It seems to be working well."
Zhao Si stood on the earth platform in the distance and said with satisfaction.
As everyone watched, the dozens of feet long city wall on the left side of the east gate of Xingqing City rose into the sky under the explosive force of gunpowder, turned into countless dust, and bloomed into a huge yellow flower in the air.
Yao Lin, Liu Zhongwu and other generals were dumbfounded. However, they had been on the battlefield for a long time and could suppress the panic in their hearts.
Tan Shiji, Yu Wenxuzhong, Li Gang, Zhao Ding and others were frightened by the huge momentum and turned pale. Many people sat on the ground and shivered.
In their eyes, the gap in the Yellow River and the collapse of Mount Hua are nothing more than that.
Mud was still flying in the air, and the long-prepared trebuchet fired sixty rounds of flame bombs, covering the two wings of the blast hole in two ways, forming two walls of fire.
The fastest reinforcements to the gap are the Xia troops in the nearest troop hiding caves. The Song army must use flame bombs to attack these Xia troops to block reinforcements and support the attack of the first ascending regiment.
The flame bombs flew through the air, and the flames exploded on both sides of the blast hole one after another. The raging flames heated up the yellow dust that filled the air.
The splashing mud and soil have fallen to the ground, and the majestic Xingqing city wall can be vaguely seen, revealing a gap dozens of feet wide.
On the Song Army's side, carriages drove out from the open gates of the villages, carrying officers and soldiers of the First Regiment wearing infantry armor and holding shields, swords and axes. They drove quickly along the roads and planks, and ran through two trenches.
, and soon came to the breach in the city wall that was opened by blasting.
There were three thousand officers and soldiers of the First Ascension Regiment who jumped off the carriage. They took a moment to gather and form their own teams. Then Yang Keshi roared and led the First Ascension Regiment into the dust and fog.
At this time, tens of thousands of Song Dynasty horse infantry poured out from the village gate. They followed the first ascending regiment in an orderly manner and rushed towards the gap.
The flame bombs thrown in the air changed direction and flew deeper into the gap, blocking the reinforcements in the city with a high wall of flames.
Yang Keshi led the first group to rush into the gap. The place was still filled with dust, as if a light yellow veil was floating. They held shields and steel knives and moved forward cautiously.
When I touched the edge of the city wall, I found that it looked like it had been bitten hard by some monster. The gaps were jagged, and dirt and debris were still falling from it.
Silence, deathly silence. Thousands of defenders here suddenly disappeared, as if they were swallowed by some monster.
This kind of scene they had never encountered before made Yang Keshi and others a little at a loss. However, they strictly followed the instructions, formed a battle formation, and went to the steps on the inside of the city wall.
Climb up the steps and climb the city wall. Controlling as much of the city wall as possible to meet the main force that follows is the primary task of the advance regiment and the vanguard.
When they were about to touch it, a dozen people suddenly stood up from the ground and stood blankly in front of Yang Keshi and others.
These people all looked the same. They had rolled countless times in the pile of loess. Their heads, faces, and whole bodies were covered in loess, which was still falling down.
They seemed to have been hit with a stick and they still haven't woken up.
His body was swaying, and he just smiled stupidly at Yang Keshi and others. Two of them kept bleeding from their noses and mouths while laughing, and finally there was blood from the corners of their eyes.
Laughing and laughing, the two people fell to the ground, shaking constantly, and saw that they were no longer alive, which shocked Yang Keshi and others.
As the dust slowly settled, Yang Keshi led the advance group and finally fought with a group of Xia troops who had reinforcements coming from nowhere.
The tragic sound of fighting broke the silence, but made Yang Keshi and others feel their hearts drop.
Li Qianshun, who was sitting trapped in the main hall, soon received more and more detailed reports.
"Your Majesty, I don't know what method the Song Army used. With an earth-shaking loud noise, a section of the city wall nearly a hundred feet long was turned into powder. Our army was caught off guard. Before we had time to plug the gap, the Song Army's flaming bombs poured out overwhelmingly on both sides of the gap. Attack from deep and block the support with fierce fire."
"The Song Army first ascended the regiment and rushed into the gap without any hindrance, forming a line of defense. Then tens of thousands of Song Army's follow-up officers and soldiers rushed in, expanded the front to both wings, killed our defenders, and rushed up along the steps on the inside of the city wall. The city wall already controls the city wall that is more than two miles long to the left and right of the east gate tower."
"Song troops are coming in continuously. It is estimated that there are 50,000 horse and infantry troops rushing in. They are fighting deep along the streets. Our army is resisting bravely everywhere..."
"How did the Song army... break the city wall?" Li Qianshun asked tremblingly.
"I don't know, some people say it's a magic spell that drives the earth dragon to stand up."
"The evil method? The evil method destroyed Xingqing City, which was protected by the Buddha?" Li Qianshun asked in disbelief.
But no one answered his question at this time.
By dusk, after a bloody battle, the Song army had controlled all the key points and most places in Xingqing City, and surrounded the remaining Xia army in a few places such as the palace city and Chengtian Temple.
Zhao Si, Yao Lin and others rode horses and walked towards the city under the protection of the guards and Xiaoqi battalion.
"Your Majesty, that's Princess Helan's Mansion." Yang Zongmin, who was leading the way, pointed to a mansion on the street.
Zhao Si raised his eyes and saw a plume of black smoke rising up into the sky.
"Our army rushed in and persuaded the people inside to surrender. Most of the people surrendered, but Princess Helan raised a fire gun. The house where she lived was surrounded by flammable objects. When the city was broken, she even called her servants Pour ten jars of grease on the firewood... I heard that there were more than a dozen people accompanying her."
"Then she...is not lonely." Zhao Si murmured, his voice low and slightly hoarse.
He raised his head and looked at the thick black smoke, as if he heard singing.
"Heitou Shicheng is by the desert water, the red-faced father's tomb is on the Baihe River, and the Great White Kingdom is on the other side..."
The song is sad and sad, like crying and complaining.
"Your Majesty, Li Qianshun has surrendered!" Zhe Keshi ran over and reported excitedly.
"Li Qianshun, his family members, civil and military ministers, and more than 3,000 of his family members retreated to the palace. When they saw that our army had dismantled twenty trebuchets and brought them into the city to assemble them outside the palace, they were so frightened that they quickly sent people Come out and ask for surrender from our army."
For trebuchets in Miyagi, there is no range problem. At worst, if you arrange some in all directions, you can basically cover most areas.
Zhe Keshi paused and continued.
"Li Qianshun is willing to lead his subjects to surrender, but he only asks that your majesty leave him a way to survive and grant him some dignity."
Li Qianshun's request was very humble, but Zhao Si did not answer. He just raised his head towards the black smoke above Princess Helan's Mansion, with his eyes slightly closed, listening to something.
Yu Wenxuzhong took a step forward and shouted: "Li Qianshun's move is a fake surrender, intended to delay time and find an opportunity to escape. Mr. Yao, I would like to suggest that you can immediately send an order to fire all the flame bombs brought into the city into the palace city." go."
Yao Lin glanced at Zhao Si and understood.
As the commander-in-chief of the former enemy, he turned to Ke Shi and said loudly: "I am giving an order, just as Mr. Shutong said, all the flaming bombs are to be fired into the palace immediately! The rest of the troops are to besiege the palace and prevent the fire from spreading to Other places in the city.”
"Here!"
Not long after, the palace city in the distance burst into flames, turning half of the sky red.
In the crazy and ferocious flames, it seemed that the screams of hundreds of people could be heard. The Dingnan Hall, which represented the Huanghuang Great White Kingdom, was devoured by the fire and finally disappeared in the raging flames.
The next day, the fires in Xingqing City were put out one after another.
In the palace, thousands of people including Li Qianshun, Queen Yelv, princes and princesses, princes and ministers, all perished in the sea of fire. Due to the intensity of the fire, many people's bones were burned and mixed with the building debris, completely indistinguishable. come out.
The Song army simply picked up all the remains of the skeletons in the palace, transported them to the foot of Helan Mountain, near the Xixia royal tombs, dug a big pit, and buried them all together.
Accompanied by the guards, Zhao Si came to Princess Helan's mansion.
"Your Majesty, I found this piece of stuff in the ruins of Princess Helan's house." The official in charge of cleaning up came forward to report, holding a plate with both hands on which was placed a rectangular cube that was neither stone nor jade. It is about the size of a thumb, white and crystal clear, shining with colorful light.
Zhao Si looked at this thing and was silent for a long time.
He asked the official without looking back.
"Is the tower in Chengtian Temple still there?"
"Return to Your Majesty, intact."
"According to the edict, Chengtian Temple was renamed Yunhai Temple, and the tower was repaired. Then this thing was placed on top."
"Here!" The official received the order, turned around and left, and couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, "Yunhai Paosha, what do you mean?"
"Qingluan Yao, blue sky, clouds and sea, the sound is exquisite." Zhao Si looked at the ruins, muttered silently, turned and left.
Li Jian was waiting for him outside.
"Li Jian, this time you and the great monk Zhiguang and others cooperated very well and made great achievements."
"Thank you, Your Majesty. This is what I should do." The expression on Li Jian's face was dull and sad.
"Where is the great monk Zhiguang?"
"Last night when the city was destroyed, the great monk Zhiguang set fire to the Buddha's courtyard. I... couldn't rescue him in time, so I could only watch him..." Li Jian replied in a choked voice.
Zhao Si suddenly turned his head and looked at Li Jian in disbelief.
"Take me to the Buddha's Courtyard." Zhao Si explained.
Most of the Buddha Courtyard is intact, except for a spot in the front yard that is scorched.
"Your Majesty, the great monk Zhiguang passed away here." Li Jian pointed here and said to Zhao Si.
Zhao Si stared at this black mass, as if he saw the great monk Zhiguang sitting here, clasping his hands and closing his eyes, mumbling words in the fire.
"I promise you and I will definitely fulfill it."
That afternoon, Zhao Si left the dilapidated Xingqing City. After riding his horse for some distance from the east gate, he suddenly looked back.
The setting sun is like blood, the west wind is like weeping, Xingqing City is like a mound of earth, standing alone on the old land of Lingwu.
"Heitou Shicheng is by the desert water, the red-faced father's tomb is on the Baihe River, and the Great White Kingdom is on the other side..."
The clear and high-pitched singing voice was like a tassel, blown by the west wind and fluttering in the sunset. There were tears in Zhao Si's eyes, and others couldn't tell whether they were happy, excited or sad for something.
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