boom boom boom boom
Accompanied by the flames, the sound waves bloomed one after another under the sky for a moment.
The body of the man was pushed away, blood shot in the air, the breath of flame scorched the face of the man, a broken body was smashed on the face of the soldier, the drums of war were still sounding, someone reacted and rushed forward in the cry, Some people were stunned by the sudden change. The sense of the unknown makes the hair stand on end.
The explosion of twenty rockets gathered into an irregular curve and crossed the army formation of 30,000 people.
Then came the hoarse cries and the neighing of the horses.
At the moment of the explosion, it was powerful in the vicinity, but as the flames rushed out, the brittle and hard cast iron warheads were sprayed in all directions, and in just one breath, the story about the rocket was over. Burning on the nearby corpse, someone flying out a little further away, and then the area of the impact of the fragment.
The soldiers who were still walking around were all covered with bloodstains, some because they were stained with flying blood, and some because the fragments had been embedded all over the body.
After the rules of physics are broken here, the laws of biology will take over, and the pain will not rise at the first moment of being shot. Because the explosion happens too fast and too weird, soldiers who are not psychologically prepared It was only after a while that he discovered the injury on his body. Someone sat up from the ground. The flames scorched his broken right half of the body, and the fragments damaged his hands, feet, waist, and abdomen. The body was scorched black, and then the internal organs flowed out... More people screamed around.
For these soldiers who are still on the way, these things are just changes in the blink of an eye. They were still more than two hundred meters away from the front. When the attack fell from the sky, some people didn't even know what happened. This feeling is also the most bizarre.
The 3,000-horse team, who were lined up in a neat queue and slowly flanking along the river bank to the south, reacted the most. The rockets quickly shortened the distance and exploded six shots in the team. After the cannons joined the battlefield, almost all the war horses passed by. Getting used to the early training of noise and explosions, but at this moment, as the flames erupted, the results of the training were invalid, and a small-scale chaos broke out in the horse team, and the running horses crashed into the nearby knights.
The 5,000 Yanshan Guards, led by the general Xi Lie, had already charged forward.
At this moment, the twenty-round explosion had not yet caused a huge chaos in the huge army formation of 30,000 people. The Jurchen soldiers in the army formation did not have a wide field of vision to overlook the battlefield. But for the generals who have experienced hundreds of battles in the army, the touch of ice and unknown has swept the entire battlefield like a tide.
Looking back, Xi Lie stood up on the slightly frightened horse at the foot of Wanyan Gu, and turned his gaze to the surroundings. The Shuai Bao, who was under the command of Shuai, looked around and noticed the flowers that burst on the battlefield, two of which were explosions. It happened in the crowd a few meters away from him, and the keenly responsive personal soldiers had already leaned over. In his field of vision, there were first yellow flames, then black scorched corpses, and then red blood. There was chaos in the distance.
The cold touch gripped him, and at this moment, he experienced the most tense moment in his life.
The surroundings were quiet, his heart was beating wildly, and the surging of blood was counting for him. Raise the telescope, look back, and then turn forward. In the distance of the field of vision, there is still the object hit by the long tube that was moved out by the Huaxia Army and put on the shelf. At the rear of the army, the farthest explosion has almost exceeded. Soldier at the end, with the bridge at the end behind him.
The Yanshan Guard forward was one hundred and fifty meters away from the Huaxia Army, and he was two hundred meters away from the strange formation of the Huaxia Army.
In the mountains more than ten miles away, there is the sound of war.
This year, Wanyan Xiebao was thirty-five years old. He was not arrogant and extravagant. Judging from his consistent performance on the battlefield, for a long time, he had lived up to the record and blood of the Wanyan clan.
It was also because of this that the wolf's keen intuition had given him countless results and almost the only way out at this moment.
"Order the whole army to charge."
Reining on the reins of the war horse, he looked ahead and said this. A terrifying possibility boiled in his mind, so much so that he couldn't even hear his own voice, the next moment he drew his sword and shouted hysterically around him:
"Order the whole army to charge!"
There is a distance of more than 200 meters. If the two armies are facing each other, this distance will make an army's momentum directly into a weakening period, but there is no other choice.
Next to the I-frame at the Huaxia Army's position, ten technicians are quickly writing down numbers on their notebooks with charcoal pens, calculating the angle that needs to be adjusted for a new round of bombardment.
Further ahead, the guns are loaded. The soldiers looked at the Jurchen soldiers who were rushing forward, and straightened the muzzle of their muskets. Someone was breathing heavily, stabilizing their vision, and the voice of an order came from the side: "One team is ready!"
In the Jurchen striker's team, the soldiers pushing the iron guns are also running with all their strength, but the possibility that belongs to them has been permanently lost.
Beside Wanyan Xiebao, the soldier in charge of the order blew a huge horn with all his strength, and the sound of "Ang" swept through the formation of 30,000 people. When it came to the impact of the unusual explosion just now, and therefore, the moment they heard the sound of the horn, they also understood and agreed with the choice of the oblique protection.
It was an unusual moment beyond anyone's imagination. The first time the technology that crossed the era came to this land, the Jurchen army against it first chose to suppress the doubts and fears that were surging in the subconscious. The third breath after the high horn swept, the earth shook.
Wanyan Xiebao, who was riding a warhorse, did not charge at the forefront. Following his hoarse shouts, the soldiers spread out from his field of vision like a colony of ants.
The footsteps of people are running on the ground, and the black crowd, like the tide and the huge waves, is pressing towards this side from the far side of the field of vision. The horse group on the river bank on the south side of the battlefield quickly formed a team and began to try to charge them. The general of the horse army on this side was named Wen Sa. He once faced off against Ning Yi in the northwest, but he was beheaded in the northwest. At the moment of Yanzhou City, Wen Sa was watching the scene under Yanzhou City.
In the years before he went to war, he could find many reasons to view the Han man in front of him with contempt or just equality. And a few days before that, in the face of the arrogant behavior of 6,000 people meeting 30,000 people, he could also convince himself that this arrogant Chinese dog was finally mad, but the exploding object crossed the vicinity. The instant the distance of 300 meters from the battlefield fell into the cavalry, this Jurchen veteran with half-white hair clearly remembered the contemptuous and indifferent eyes of the other party in Yanzhou City.
The half-life Jurchen commander was pressed on the head of Yanzhou City by the soldiers of the Huaxia Army. The commander was still struggling. Ning Yi looked at the soldier of the family holding a big sword with indifferent eyes and took a picture of the blade. When the Jurchen hero's neck fell off, at that moment they cut off his head, which was not lost, to pay homage to the general of the Western Army who would rather die than surrender.
At this moment, in the sight of the telescope, Wen Sa can see that the indifferent eyes are already looking towards this side.
The horse team is still in chaos. The formation of the Huaxia army with a musket in front is a semi-circle formed by a straight line. Some people are still facing the horse group here. The long steel object was on the shelf, and Wenza led some of the forwards who could still be driven to start running.
The infantry's front line was drawn closer to 300 meters, and the range was close to 200 meters. The general Xi Lie, who was riding on the side of the horse, saw the soldiers of the Huaxia Army drop the torches, the muzzle of the artillery spewed out flames, and the shells flew into the sky.
"God Bless"
Xi Lie shouted loudly, and the generals in the charge also shouted loudly. In the sound waves, the cannonball fell into the crowd, and the explosion blew the human body high into the air.
Since the large-scale use of artillery, the power of the formation has been gradually weakened. The large-scale charge of the Jurchen at this moment is actually impossible to ensure the compactness of the formation, but correspondingly, as long as it can run close , the Jurchen soldiers will also throw lit fire thunders forward to ensure that the opponent has no advantage of the formation. As long as the distance of less than 100 feet is crossed, an attack of 30,000 people can engulf the 6,000 Huaxia troops in front. .
Some soldiers were blown away during the run, and some fell to the ground, tripping over their rushing companions, but even so, there were still a few soldiers who were disturbed by the pace of the charge.
The distance continued to be shortened. After passing 200 meters and 150 meters, some people were running with bows and arrows. On this side, the hand of the Huaxia Army officer holding the flag in the musket array did not waver, and some soldiers even looked to the side. at a glance. The arrow rose into the sky and flew over again. Someone was shot and fell staggeringly.
"Don't make preparations!"
There was a bloody, repressed taste in the cry.
One hundred meters, the flag finally fell, and the human voice shouted: "Let's go!"
The soldiers in the first row pulled the trigger, and the flames of the muzzle rose along with the smoke. There were a total of 1,200 soldiers facing the middle road, and 400 iron bullets rushed out of the gun barrels, flying towards the oncoming enemy like a barrier. Jurchen soldiers come.
Blood bloomed, and a large number of soldiers rolled to the ground in the high-speed running, but there were still soldiers on the front rushing through the barrage, and the cannonballs roared. In front of them, the first group of Chinese soldiers were squatting in the smoke. Next, the other team raised their muskets.
"Second team! Aim and release!"
Another four hundred rounds swept in, more fell in the run, and another round followed.
The burly and sturdy Jin Guo veteran rolled to the ground while running, and he could feel something whistling across his head. This is a veteran Jurchen who has experienced hundreds of battles. He followed Lou Shi to fight in the South and the North, and even witnessed the demise of the entire Liao Kingdom, but at the moment of the battle at Wangyuan Bridge, he felt a sudden sense of powerlessness on his right leg. Roll to the ground.
The shield in his hand flew a long way, and his body rolled on the ground. He tried hard not to hurt himself with the steel knife in his hand. After rolling two circles, he gritted his teeth and tried to stand up. feeling of powerlessness. He grabbed his thigh, trying to see the injury on his calf clearly. A body fell to the ground in his field of vision. It was the companion who followed the charge. Half of his face burst open, and the red and yellow color was on his head. splash on.
The artillery shells of the Huaxia Army were still flying past, and the veteran remembered to take a look at the surrounding situation. Among the chaotic figures, countless people were falling down, rolling, and corpses or wounded soldiers spread across the entire grass. Only a few vanguard soldiers and the Huaxia Army's human wall were brought closer to within ten meters, and the human wall was still holding up their muskets.
At the same moment, above his head, something more terrifying flew past.
This time, the entire land burst into a dense roar.
It was still three quarters of noon, and the feeling of fear that was briefly suppressed finally bloomed in the hearts of some Jurchen soldiers.
…
The second round of rockets was first loaded, facing the three launchers in the direction of the cavalry led by Wenza, this time it was full of fifteen. At the same time, the other seven launchers demarcated the different distance areas of the 30,000 Jurchen army's middle road at intervals of 30 feet.
At this time, the distance between the cavalry team trying to bypass the Huaxia Army's front line and the Huaxia Army's position has been shortened to one hundred and fifty feet, but in a short period of time, they failed to widen the distance between each other, and fifteen rockets were launched one after another. It crossed the sky and landed in the cavalry rushing forward in a diagonal line.
The flames and air waves swept the ground, the smoke and dust rose up, and the warhorse was bigger than a human. When the fragments of the bomb swept out, the six or seven warhorses nearby rolled down to the ground as if being harvested. On the warhorse, the blood holes hit by the shrapnel were as dense as flowers. At the moment when fifteen rockets fell, about fifty riders fell down immediately, but the area where the rockets fell was like a barrier. , Over a hundred cavalry formed a chain of rolling down and trampling, countless war horses neighed and ran wildly on the battlefield, some war horses collided with their companions, and chaos spread in the huge smoke.
In the direction of the infantry, more and more black soldiers rushed toward the distance of two hundred meters, and countless shouts were completely resounding. At the same time, thirty-five rockets in the name of "Dijiang" were fired towards the Jurchen infantry team. The sweat, the air waves of the flames criss-crossed, and the smoke and dust filled them, almost making them unable to open their eyes.
Thirty-five rays of light were like fireworks that were densely lifted into the sky in later generations, rushing towards the bloodthirsty tide composed of Jurchens, and everyone saw the next scene.
Thirty thousand people charged in the hysterical shouts, the dark scene and the loud shouts made the back of the head rise. Ning Yi has participated in many battles, but after the Huaxia Army City, it was like this on the plain. It was actually the first time that a large-scale battle was being fought.
What flashed in his mind was the battle he experienced outside Bianliang City many years ago. The Jurchen rushed over, and the army of hundreds of thousands of King Qin retreated like a tide in the wild outside Bianliang City. No matter where he went, he could see it. No matter where he went, no army troubled the Jurchen.
Now, there are 30,000 Jurchen elites rushing hysterically in front of them.
"... You say, what are they shouting so loudly?"
"Kill your whole family."
"...Oh" Ning Yi nodded, "After this round of shooting, point the two launchers at Wanyan Xiebao's handsome flag. If he wants to leave, kill him."
The air waves of the explosion are spreading out on the ground. Under this formation of the whole army charging, each rocket can almost take away the combat power of more than ten Jurchen soldiers. They either died on the spot, or were seriously injured and rolled on the ground screaming and screaming. Fifteen rockets were launched at the same time, forming a bloody vacuum after another in the Jurchen Sea.
Wanyan Xiebao already fully understood the meaning of what was passing in front of him. He didn't understand why the opponent's second round of launches didn't come to his handsome flag, but he didn't choose to run away.
Just when the entire forwards of the 30,000-strong army entered the 100-meter range and the guns of the Huaxia Army sounded in full force, Wanyan Xiebao was ready to die.
He is the son of a Jurchen and a hero, and he wants to seize the first line of life from this world just like his fathers did.
At this time, on the mountain battlefield called Shiling more than ten miles away, Wanyan Zonghan was waiting for the first round of battle reports from the direction of Wangyuan Bridge...