The brigade stopped at the south bank of the river, it seemed that the Black Banner Army was not in a hurry to attack Li Yin. After the team of tens of thousands of people stopped, they began to set up camp. The auxiliary soldiers who came and went were building walls and sentry towers. The soldiers of the Gao Family Army stood on the city wall feeling extremely uneasy. Even though Yan Zeng had sent someone to chop off the head of the spy of the Black Banner Army, the soldiers still couldn't feel at ease.
Among them, the smarter people can naturally see that the one whose head was beheaded probably died unjustly, but who dares to talk nonsense? Yan Zeng sent a team of supervisors to patrol the city wall all the time, and no one dared to talk nonsense.
The auxiliary soldiers were already familiar with building camps, and they worked swiftly. It took less than two days for the fence and sentry tower to be built. Looking down from the city wall, the tents looked like endless hills.
Early in the morning of the third day, the warning horn sounded on the Liyin city wall. The reinforcement soldiers hurried up the city wall, and the archers put the quiver within easy reach at their feet.
"It's finally unbearable."
Yan Zeng raised his thousand-mile eyes and looked at the soldiers and horses in the Black Flag Army camp in the distance. He muttered, he knew that the enemy would not directly send people to negotiate in this battle. For the Black Banner Army to go north, it needs a big victory to boost morale, and it needs a big victory to declare the strength of the Black Banner Army.
So this battle is inevitable.
"Ballista ready!"
He turned around and gave an order, and his soldiers ran out to urge the soldiers who controlled the ballista to prepare. When the war really came, many people calmed down a lot. The real torment is actually waiting for the war to start. The creaking and twisting sound of the cable was so harsh, it seemed to be clearer than the order of the leading officer.
In the distance, the soldiers of the Black Banner Army had already been mobilized. A team of about 10,000 people left the camp and came over to the moat. The formation was neat and the battle flag was flying.
Xiahou Baichuan rode forward slowly on his horse. After so many years of fighting, he was actually not as nervous and excited as before when he was about to fight, but today his heartbeat still couldn't help but speed up a little. Today's battle represents the official entry of the Black Banner Army into the ranks of the world hegemony.
"Array by the river and make room for the troops of the Firearms Battalion!"
Xiahou Baichuan gave an order, and then reined in the horse.
Teams of elite soldiers marched forward, their footsteps seemed to make the ground tremble.
"Five hundred steps..."
Xiahou Baichuan pointed to the front and said: "Although the range of the enemy's ballista is slightly smaller than our artillery, they occupy a condescending position. Go and tell the people in the firearms battalion that the first round of salvo should destroy all the ballistas on the city wall." Get rid of it. Without the ballista, the enemy has lost half of their control of the river."
Andrew is also very excited. He has been casting firearms in the workshop for so long, and this is the first time in his life to command an army to fight. When he was on the other side of the sea, what he envied most were those guys in neat military uniforms, all of them were arrogant, and no one dared to provoke them in the tavern.
In his opinion, a man still has to become a soldier in order to fully express his masculinity.
Fang Jie transferred him back from the Yunnan Road this time to let him directly command the artillery battalion, firstly because he is the most familiar with artillery, and secondly to let him see what shortcomings the artillery has. Before Fang Jie came to this world, he was definitely not an expert in military affairs. Part of his experience in commanding troops came from a lot of reading and part from continuous actual combat. If the memory of the previous life is most helpful to the current military development, it comes from the game.
He is a hardcore player of strategy games, spent his high school days in endless Red Alert. After college, he began to get in touch with more and more games, but the outdated Red Alert has always been his deepest memory. And Fang Jie had a stubborn habit when playing this game in his previous life, that is, he would never take the initiative to attack unless he had accumulated enough power.
There are advantages and disadvantages to being passive like this. The advantage is that Fang Jie is still the same when developing the Black Banner Army, constantly accumulating military strength, and constantly developing and growing. The downside is that Fang Jie always seems a little cautious and not decisive enough in his external strategies.
Fang Xie himself knew this, but his personality was hard to change.
Andrew commanded the soldiers of the artillery battalion to push the newly modified artillery to the front of the formation, and stopped at about 550 steps away from the city wall.
"Test firing, ranging!"
Andrew ordered.
A cannonball was stuffed into the cannon on the far left, and the soldiers manipulating the cannon quickly adjusted the elevation angle of the cannon. The technology of this period restricted the performance of the cannon, but in the Central Plains, the power of the cannon was far ahead this era.
Boom!
With a muffled sound, a shell flew towards Li Yin City.
The defenders on the city wall didn't know what the other party was lining up in such a long distance, and they were all pointing and discussing. At this moment, a black object flew over from the Black Banner Army's array, smashed on the city wall with a bang, and the shells embedded in the wall.
The soldiers of the Gao family army first let out an exclamation, and then waited for a while without seeing any movement, and then someone burst into laughter.
"Such a small stone has a fart use!"
"It turns out that that thing is a small catapult. When this thing hits the city wall, it will be a small hole. Even if it falls on the city wall, it will probably crack a brick... It's really ridiculous, that thing from the Black Banner Army Is it for children's play house?!"
"Haha, it turned out to be a mule's dick, it's useless! It's so black and so imposing, it turned out to be a row of his mother's large slingshots!"
Everyone on the city wall was laughing, using words that ridiculed the enemy to boost their morale.
At this moment, the row of things over there suddenly let out an orderly roar, and at least one hundred and fifty of those watermelon-like things flew towards the city wall.
"here we go again!"
Someone shouted: "Find a wooden board to top it!"
"Ha ha!"
boom!
Boom boom boom!
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"Mother! Help me!"
A soldier who had half of his left leg taken away by the power of the shell explosion lay on the ground and howled. At this moment, he didn't care whether it was embarrassing for a grown man to call his mother. He just shouted instinctively, hoping that someone could help him. And no matter when, mother's warmth is always the most easy to think of.
At the broken part of the thigh, a section of white bone was exposed in the bloody flesh, and the stubble of the bone was like a broken piece of wood, with bristles and burrs. The blood had already dyed the surroundings of his body red, and the trousers had already been soaked in blood.
The wailing sound made one's heart tremble, it was because the fear in his heart had reached the extreme.
Before the first thing the size of a watermelon hit the city wall, nothing happened. They began to ridicule the weapons of the Black Banner Army for being so weak that people didn't care at all. But in the next second, the huge power of the firearm let them know what hell on earth is.
Broken arms and legs, mixed with internal organs, stirred up and fell everywhere. A very young soldier curled up under the battlements holding his horizontal knife, his body shaking violently, he closed his eyes tightly and dared not look at the tragedy on the city wall, he was afraid that what he would see would be hell when he opened his eyes rather than the world.
Snapped!
He felt his face hurt, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch it, and then he touched a large piece of minced meat from his face, which was sticky and greasy on his hand. This should be a large piece of skin, and you can still see the hair on the skin. If you look carefully, you will recognize that it is the skin on the forehead. The hair is the eyebrows, and there is a layer of eyelids under the eyebrows.
With a snap, a bloody ball fell from his hand, which turned out to be an eyeball.
"ah!"
The soldier roared in fright, and kept shrinking back, but his back was already against the wall, how could he retreat further? This wall stack is his greatest reliance, and it gives him a sense of security. Just before his terrified howls fell, a shell fell and hit the wall behind him.
The ensuing chaotic explosion shattered the wall, and the huge tearing force directly acted on the young soldier's back. He was thrown into the air, and fell directly to the ground without moving. This fresh life was taken away by the god of death in just one second, leaving only a tattered body.
The leather armor and clothes on his back were torn, and the flesh and blood on his entire back was almost wiped out. The few remaining vertebrae had turned black, and the ones that were still strong and bubbling did not know it was his heart. Or other internal organs. I don't know how many shattered city bricks smashed in from his back and came out from his chest. If he was opened, the injury on his chest would be as miserable as that on his back.
Boom!
A cannonball landed on the ballista precisely, and the ballista was blown to pieces under the huge force. The heavy crossbow with the thickness of an arm was blown away by the impact, rolled out, and landed on a soldier more than ten meters away. The soldier felt as if he had been hit hard by an iron rod on his shoulder, and then he had no choice but to rejoice at his good luck. If the heavy crossbow had stabbed straight at him, he would have died by this time.
"Don't stand around so fucking stupid!"
The team is reaching out to pull him: "Get down! Luck won't come twice in a row!"
He only used all his strength, but the soldier he was going to pull was easily pulled over by him. When the team looked carefully, he realized that the soldier he was pulling over was half of his body. A horizontal knife that was blown away by the explosion cut into the soldier's lower abdomen and cut out from behind.
Wailing on the walls, cheering across the river.
This is war.
Those who cheer are always the strong ones.
"Keep going!"
Andrew shouted excitedly: "Let the enemy have a taste of the power of our latest artillery! The power of this artillery can already be compared with the artillery of the Opru Empire! Even stronger than theirs!"
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"Cross the river!"
Following Xiahou Baichuan's order, countless auxiliary soldiers began to rush forward. They want to pave the way for the soldiers in the shortest possible time, and the artillery battalion has tried to create the safest environment for them. The most advanced weapons create the safest environment for the most ordinary people. Isn't this just the development trend of war
Wars are never won at the cost of sacrificing human life.
The auxiliary soldiers built it extremely fast. They jumped into the river, and the ropes tied to their bodies made them feel a little more at ease. Although the river was not in a hurry, no one could guarantee whether it would be washed away.
At intervals, a group of people gathered around and wedged the stakes down, and then laid boards on the stakes. This is a simple bridge for the soldiers to cross the river as soon as possible. They will build a bigger pontoon bridge in a while, because there are siege engines waiting to come up behind.
The eyes of Xiahou people reflected the fire on the city wall, but Yan Zeng... only anger and fear in his eyes.