At the moment when the drum beat, the soldiers hiding behind the battlements took a deep breath, mustered up their courage, and stood up. (""),
The bow was bent like a full moon in his hand, and the banging sound of the bow string vibrated in his ears one after another. Black arrows made a squeaking sound piercing the air, and shot towards the city like a downpour.
And below the city, those swaying Turks were riding horses and walking back and forth under the city, while pointing at the Zhou army hiding behind the battlements on the city tower, pointing in unintelligible words.
Laughing loudly.
Although they didn't understand the language, they could still tell something from their expressions. It was obvious that they were laughing at those Zhou soldiers who didn't dare to stand up.
However, when the Zhou troops lying on the ground in fear suddenly howled like a pack of bloodthirsty wolves, stood up and fired arrows at them, these Turks were suddenly stunned.
They didn't know why these Zhou soldiers, who had been suppressed and beaten by the Turks, suddenly no longer feared them.
Hee hee hee…
Sharp arrows and sounds entering the body kept ringing.
In the splatter of blood, the Turks began to panic, turned their horses' heads, took off the bows and arrows on their horses, and retreated behind them while fighting back.
On the city tower, the morale of the Zhou army that succeeded in the attack was suddenly shaken. Countless soldiers began to draw their bows and shoot angry arrows at the Turks who were retreating hastily and their horses were frightened.
After an attack that lasted for half an hour, the Turks left more than a thousand corpses under the city and retreated beyond the range of their bows and arrows.
After the Turkic army completely withdrew from the range of their bows and arrows, the Zhou soldiers on the city tower suddenly burst into loud cheers after a brief moment of astonishment.
In the distance, the Turkic army, which had been driven back three hundred steps, saw the triumphant looks of the usually weak little chicken-like Zhou people on the city tower, and they were trembling with anger. They were holding scimitars firmly in their hands.
, making a crunching sound.
On the city tower, Lu Heng picked up the telescope and took a look at the Turkic army. After seeing that some of the Turkic army still did not enter the fire scene, he still stared into the distance and said calmly to the messenger beside him: "
Order the artillery to attack five hundred steps directly opposite the city tower!"
"Yes!" The orderly soldier accepted the order in a deep voice, turned around and walked behind the city wall, raised the small red flag in his hand. Then he straightened his body, like a javelin, and shot out the flag message neatly and neatly.
Artillery positions in the city,
"General, general, semaphore, semaphore!"
Suddenly, the anxious voice of a soldier came to his ears. Fatty Wang, who was sitting on a big rock and drowsy from the sun, was startled by the roar. After suddenly waking up, he opened his eyes,
Wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth, he asked vaguely: "Semaphore, what semaphore? Where is it?"
"Where, where, the Chinese army, on the tower!" The soldier jumped to his feet, pointed at the messenger waving the flag on the northern tower, and shouted.
Fatty Wang rubbed his eyes, held his breath, and stared at the northern city wall with his little eyes motionless.
After the semaphore was finished, Fatty Wang laughed: "Three hundred steps away, haha, luckily I was prepared!"
With a slap on his fleshy thigh, he quickly jumped down from the bluestone, held his head high, pointed his thick finger towards the north, and shouted in a deep voice: "Fire!"
Boom...boom...boom
Behind him, an artillery square composed of fifty artillery pieces opened fire in unison after an order was given.
As the flames flickered, cannonballs roared out one after another. A long tail of fire dragged in the air, flew into the sky, crossed the city wall, and flew straight outside.
On the tower, the messenger, who was about to turn around and return after waving the flag, heard the artillery behind him suddenly open fire. Unprepared, he was directly shaken by the sound of the continuous cannonballs.
He had to fall headlong to the ground.
"Hey, Fatty Wang, you bastard!" The messenger got up in disgrace and yelled angrily.
Not only him, but also Lu Heng was startled by the sudden sound of shelling.
I thought it would take some time after the flag signal was fired before the artillery could fire.
But unexpectedly, as soon as the semaphore was finished, the artillery behind them opened fire. Moreover, looking at the artillery shells that passed over their heads and accurately landed three hundred steps ahead, with a loud explosion. It was obvious that Fatty Wang had been prepared.
It makes sense!
Lu Heng turned back with admiration in his eyes, stroking his chin, looking at the high-spirited fat man standing in front of the smoke-filled artillery position in the city, and thought to himself: Should Fatty Wang be allowed to do something else?
In terms of proficiency and professionalism in artillery operations, I am afraid that no one in the entire Zhou Dynasty can match this fat man. Moreover, after passing through the Goryeo battlefield, Fatty Wang's methods of commanding artillery operations have become more and more proficient. Now,
To be able to take the first step and clearly see his strategic intentions is as if he has reached the level of proficiency.
Such a talented person is commanding an artillery force of less than 500 people. What a waste of talent!
The shell fell behind him and exploded suddenly.
Amidst the roaring sound, shrapnel flew in all directions. Countless Turkic soldiers were injured by the shrapnel and screamed as they fell off their horses. The fire ignited by the explosion of the shells immediately completely disrupted the formation of the Turkic army behind the formation, and the horses began to panic.
The Turkic soldiers on horseback rushed forward. Even though they were very skilled, they could not control the frightened horses at this time.
For a moment, outside the north gate, the entire Turkic army was in chaos.
The Turkic soldiers who were squeezed into the range of the bow and arrow tried their best to retreat towards the back. But behind, the soldiers whose souls were blown away by the shells kept rushing forward.
The whole army suddenly crowded together.
"This scene is like herding sheep when I was a kid!" On the side, Qin Shihu raised his neck and looked at the city, where the Turkic army was forced to gather in the center by artillery and rockets. His eyes were confused and he murmured to himself.
Seeing this, Lu Heng's eyes lit up. After putting down the telescope excitedly, he said to Agui beside him: "Agui, send a signal to Chu Xuliang and light the fire!"
Agui nodded quickly, ignited the fireworks fuse that had been rolled on the arrow, and then placed the arrow on the bowstring. With all his strength, he drew the big bow like a full moon, and the arrow pointed directly at the blue sky above his head.
As Agui loosened his fingers, the bowstring suddenly relaxed, and with a bang, the arrow tied with fireworks made a crisp sound and went straight into the sky.
In the eyes of countless people who raised their heads and stared, the arrow that went hundreds of steps suddenly exploded.
The red smoke bloomed in an instant, like a wisp of red ribbon, flying under the blue sky and white sun.
When everyone saw this wonderful scene, they all admired the ingenuity of the people who made the fireworks.
However, before they could say anything in praise, they heard a series of muffled sounds suddenly coming from the distance below the city.
When everyone heard the sound, they quickly lowered their heads and looked in the direction from which the sound came.
I saw a sky-high flame suddenly igniting five hundred meters away.
But at this moment, Ling Lie's north wind suddenly became manic.
Under the force of the wind, the four fire points became one in an instant.
The flames licked the grassland and spread from north to south with lightning speed. In an instant, the grassland within fifty steps was turned into a sea of fire.
Before they could recover, they heard the garrison troops at the other three city gates suddenly let out earth-shattering exclamations: "Look, the grassland is on fire, it's really on fire!"
Thick smoke covered the sky and the sun. The clear sky suddenly seemed to be shrouded in clouds, making it dark.
The burnt grass ashes and sparks rise up in the high-temperature heat, just like the soul-inducing flowers sprinkled by the god of death, looking at the disciples' eyes with a look of despair.
"fire Fire!"
The fire, which was a hundred meters high, was like rows of airtight walls of fire, burning like a beast, approaching quickly with the help of the north wind.
The fire spread and approached. The Turks were frightened and their positions were in chaos.
Countless Turks, including men and horses, who were unable to dodge, fell into the sea of fire, screaming and rolling, and were burned to charcoal.
The Turks no longer had the arrogance and arrogance in their eyes, but instead, there was a look of fear and despair.
They desperately urged their horses and rushed towards the isolation zone under Shuofang City, hoping to escape from the fire as soon as possible.
They know that a fire on the grassland can burn for dozens of miles. It is no more than a dream to escape the fire on this grassland full of dry grass.
However, when they stepped onto the isolation zone, what greeted them was a rain of arrows pouring down like a torrential rain.
Mock was still riding on his horse, staring blankly at the approaching fire, his expression numb. The heat wave formed by the high temperature of the sea of fire hit him all at once. Flying sparks and grass ash fell on his hair and body, burning every one of them.
small hole.
"Three hundred thousand!" Mok closed his eyes, raised his head, and roared to the sky.
After a cry full of sorrow and unwillingness, Mock drew out his machete and slashed his neck.
After a burst of blood arrows spurted out, Mok shook his body twice and fell off his horse with a plop.
The raging fire spread across the area, instantly igniting Mock's body.
Mok committed suicide, the Turkic dragon was leaderless, and there was complete chaos.
Some of the Turkic soldiers who had nowhere to go turned their horses and rushed toward the fire, trying to break through the sea of fire. However, those who rushed into the sea of fire fell into the sea of fire before they walked a few meters away and were burned instantly.
The other group began to attack the city crazily. But when they got close to the city wall, they were shot through the body by oncoming arrows.
At the same time, some Zhou soldiers on the city wall began to pour kerosene into the moat below the city.
Pots of fire oil were poured down the city wall, and the rolling oil and water gathered down, forming a trickle in the dry moat.
Then, in the desperate eyes of the Turks, a torch was thrown down from the top of the city and fell into the ten-foot-deep moat.
With a bang, the flames shot into the sky again.
Thick black smoke filled the air, blocking the sun and the blue sky.
The sky and the earth were pitch black.
There was only flames everywhere, as far as the eye could see.