Fenghou

Chapter 43 Fire Attack
In the dark night, Chen Qing stared at Taniguchi, perhaps the general of Taniguchi's golden army was also staring at Guancheng from a distance.

"Does the commander think that Jin Bing will use surprise soldiers?" Yang Yuanqing walked up to him and asked.

Chen Qing looked up at the dark mountain and nodded, "I was worried about this on the first day I came to Guancheng. If the enemy attacked from above us, how should we deal with it?"

Speaking of this, Chen Qing turned his head and said to Yang Yuanqing: "We can dodge even falling objects. What I am worried about is that the enemy will cut off the water source, mobilize the soldiers, and find all containers to hold water. From now on, nothing but drinking water and cooking And treat the wounded, all other water is stopped!"

Chen Qing's worry was not wrong. In the afternoon of the next day, a soldier rushed over and shouted from a distance: "Commander! Commander!"

Chen Qing walked out of the room, "What's going on?"

"You'd better go and have a look, over there in the cave."

Chen Qing led the capitals to the water storage cave. Chen Qing reached out and touched the moss-covered stone wall. The water flow was gone, and the spring water flowing into the crevice on the other side was also stopped.

"When did you find out?"

"I just discovered it, and immediately notified the commander!"

Chen Qing nodded, and said to Luo Gan: "It seems that your judgment is correct, the enemy army has indeed attacked us."

"The humble job suggests that the warehouse should be moved, it is too close to the stone wall, and it is easy to be attacked!"

Luo Gan didn't talk much, but every sentence was to the point, but now we need to solve the water problem, Chen Qing turned back and asked Yang Yuanqing, "Do the soldiers store water?"

"It started last night. All the containers, even the helmets that are not in use for the time being, are used to store water. The pool was almost drained last night!"

Seeing that the pool had been refilled, Chen Qing let go of his heart a little.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside, and a soldier shouted: "It's coming again!"

Chen Qing led the generals towards the entrance of the cave. As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the cave, he saw a flaming fireball falling from the top of his head, the size of a millstone. A burning fireball.

One of the fireballs 'Boom!Boom! 'It exploded continuously, the sound was loud, the flames shot out, and a puff of black smoke rose into the sky.

"It's Fire Tribulus!"

The soldiers all exclaimed, they are too familiar, they are thorns in gunpowder weapons.

Yang Hua stepped forward and picked up a black granule and handed it to Chen Qing. Chen Qing took the heavy barbed thorn, which looked like a small prickly pear, except that the thorns were thinner and longer, and when people stepped on it, it would hurt. Pierce the soles.

"This is barbed wire!"

Yang Hua said in a deep voice, "It's our western army's sharp weapon against the Xixia cavalry. It's mainly used against war horses. It's packed with gunpowder and exploded before being thrown away. However, the caltrops are black and there is no poison on them."

"What will happen if the poison is quenched?" Chen Qing asked again.

"Poison quenching is very troublesome. It's not a big problem to be shot by one or two. If you get shot too much, you will be injured at least, or you will die at worst!"

Next to Yang Yuanqing added: "It's not that the Jin soldiers were soft-hearted and didn't quench the poison. It should be that they don't have gunpowder craftsmen in their tents, so they can't re-concoct them. They can only use the captured Song army firearms directly."

At this time, two big fireballs were thrown from the top of the head, but this time the fireballs were not tightly bound and fell apart when they hit the ground. The burning fire cloth was scattered all over the ground, but the fire thorns inside did not explode.

The golden soldiers above their heads also realized that something was wrong, so they stopped throwing fireballs. The soldiers stepped forward carefully and collected twenty fire thorns that did not explode.

"Commander, there are twenty fire thorns in total."

The fire thorns were the size of a fist, made of leather paper, and there was a thin rope on it for throwing. Chen Qing didn't have time to study it carefully, so he ordered Zheng Ping: "Take a dozen brothers and gather up the fire thorns, don't step on them!"

"Follow the order!" Zheng Ping ran away.

Chen Qing said to Luo Gan again: "It's too late to evacuate the warehouse supplies, you lead the soldiers to seal all the warehouse doors with stones, don't let the fire burn the doors."

"Humble job understands!"

The enemy's intention of attacking with fire is obvious. They want to ignite and burn the warehouse. The caltrops are trying to injure the soldiers fighting the fire. It's a pity that the idea is good, but the reality is very pale. The warehouses are all made of stones. As long as the warehouse door Without being ignited by the fire, it is meaningless for the enemy to attack with fire.

Zheng Ping led the soldiers and quickly collected more than [-] small caltrops and more than [-] unlit fire caltrops.

Zheng Ping put a pile of barbed wire wrapped in cloth on the table, with a look of contempt for this kind of firearm.

"In my opinion, this kind of fire thorn is a bluff. In fact, it is useless. You must first burn the soldering iron red, poke the iron into it to ignite the gunpowder inside, and then throw it out. At most, it can be thrown seven or eight feet away. There are only eight small caltrops, how troublesome you say, I might as well just grab a handful of caltrops and sprinkle them out."

The fuse has not been invented in the Northern Song Dynasty, so igniting firearms has always been a troublesome thing, and it only plays an auxiliary role on the battlefield, and cannot directly kill the enemy. Therefore, various firearms have been invented for many years, and they have always been a tasteless At the beginning, the sound of explosions, thick smoke and flames bluffed the Liao army and the Xixia army, but after everyone got used to it, the firearms of the Song army could not stop the attack of the Liao army and the Jin army at all.

Unless a barrel of gunpowder explodes, the air waves and shock waves do have a certain degree of lethality, but the cost is not cost-effective. Gunpowder is more often used to support combustion than to explode.

Yang Yuanqing looked at the firearm and said to Chen Qing: "Actually, we should pay more attention to the enemy's activities on the top of the mountain. They not only cut off our water source, but will they climb down the cliff at night? I am more worried that the enemy will go around to the south. Nancheng launched an attack!"

"You're right, we must be prepared!"

At this time, a low-pitched horn sounded in the distance, Chen Qing's face changed, and the enemy army was about to attack again.

There was a loud rumbling noise in the valley. Not long after, more than a dozen strong cattle dragged five large trebuchets. This kind of trebuchet was assembled overnight by gold craftsmen. The trebuchet was as high as one foot, and the long The throwing pole is as long as three feet, and it can throw a weight of fifty catties two hundred steps away.

Each trebuchet requires more than [-] people to operate, followed by dozens of mule carts, full of various siege supplies.

Two thousand puppet troops and one thousand Jurchen cavalry lined up. Today's offensive commander is a Jurchen commander named Wanyan Chimu, Wanyan Ulu's confidant general, who is good at attacking the city with weapons.

Not long after, five large trebuchets were lined up two hundred paces away. On each side of each trebuchet was placed a huge baffle with a thickness of three inches. The baffle was covered with two layers of thick cooked cowhide. Covering, even if the Song army uses a bed crossbow or a god arm crossbow, it may not be able to shoot through it.

Huge pressure shrouded the Guancheng, facing the five-headed monster-like trebuchet, Song Jun was helpless for a while.

Chen Qing stared at it for a moment, and then ordered: "Order the tiger shooter to shoot the belt tied on the trebuchet!"

The strap binding may be the weakness of the trebuchet, but how easy is it to break it?
The trebuchet creaked open, 'Boom!Boom!Boom! '

They were launched continuously, and five black dots soared into the sky, roaring towards the top of the city.

"Squat down!" Yang Yuanqing yelled.

The soldiers on the top of the city fell down one after another, bang!boom!A huge catapult hit the city wall and the top of the city, making the sound of a piece of wood cracking.

"No! Not a boulder."

When Chen Qing turned his head, he saw that a large wooden barrel was completely shattered, leaving only two iron rings, and thick black kerosene flowed all over the ground. kerosene.

"Not good, the enemy will attack with fire!"

Chen Qing shouted, Jin Bing's second round of attack came, five huge fireballs, burning in the air, flying towards the top of the city with fireworks.

When the fireball hit the top of the city, it immediately shattered into small fireballs all over the sky, scattered in all directions, and ignited small gunpowder packets, making the fire even more intense.

"Boom!" The top of the city was on fire, and the soldiers dodged one after another.
Chen Qing looked at the enemy's third round of attack, and it turned out to be a wooden barrel. He immediately shouted: "All soldiers withdraw from the city!"

The soldiers rushed down the city along the corridor, and the five wooden barrels thrown there contained kerosene and gunpowder, which made the fire above and below the city more fierce, and gradually engulfed the top of the city.

This is when the soldiers in Guancheng also shouted. It turned out that the golden soldiers on the top of the mountain also threw down large wooden barrels filled with kerosene and fireballs mixed with gunpowder, and then threw them down.
Not long after, the entire Jianbai Pass was engulfed in a sea of ​​flames, the flames were overwhelming, thick smoke filled the air, the momentum was frightening, and the shouts of killing outside were loud.
"Commander, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold back, let's retreat!" The faces of several people all changed.

"No!"

The red flames in Chen Qing's eyes shot up to the sky, but his eyes were extremely firm. He shook his head and said, "Unless we are all killed in battle, the Jurchens will never even think about entering the Guancheng!"

(End of this chapter)