The Great Han Dynasty: From Feng Lang Juxu to the Eternal Emperor

Chapter 281 Thunder Punishment from Heaven

The cold wind is blowing, and the flags are fluttering.

Outside the city wall of Wuwei County is an open area, and the Han army's formation of nearly 50,000 people is eyeing Wuwei County.

The black and red dragon flag unique to the Han Dynasty was flying in the wind. The team was quiet and solemn, ready to go.

At the front of the entire team were nearly 5,000 advance troops, equipped with various siege weapons such as ladders, chariots, trebuchets, and siege pillars.

Although spring has come, the weather in the northwest is still a bit cold. The cowhide drum is on the hill behind, surrounded by senior generals of the Han military led by Weining.

Wei Ning looked at the Huns on the wall in front of him from afar with his eyes as bright as a torch.

In this siege, I don’t know how many Han soldiers will die. Even if they have black powder, they will definitely pay a heavy price!

At a quarter past noon, when the agreed time to attack the city came, Gongsun Ao rode on a horse, holding an amplified iron trumpet, and shouted loudly.

"Soldiers! Soldiers! Warriors who are the first to arrive! Defend our home and country, today!"

"Sons! Kill them and let thousands of people admire you!"

Boom boom boom!

Wei Ning stood next to the big drum, rolled up his sleeves, and beat the cowhide drum in his hand little by little.

The spring breeze was helping the Han soldiers to go with the wind, and the sound of drum beats spread enthusiastically throughout the Han army!

Standing on the high point of the mountain, you can clearly see the movement of the phalanx of Han soldiers.

The five thousand advance troops swarmed like ants and rushed towards the city head desperately!

Anyone who climbs to capture the flag first will receive an additional three levels of merit!

With the blessing of meritorious service, the Han soldiers were brave and not afraid of death, and the ladders were firmly fixed on the city wall. It is worth mentioning that the ladders of the Han Dynasty were not the common bamboo ladders of later generations, but heavy wooden ladders that could be fixed on the city gates. There is a fixed structure underneath the ladder, and the defenders above cannot push it down.

The Huns appeared densely in the gaps in the city walls of Wuwei County, and desperately began to throw stones and gold soup downwards.

Tragic screams came one after another, and a large Han soldier kept falling from the ladder, and the soldiers below swarmed up and climbed up desperately.

Although Gongsun Ao had handed over nearly a thousand pieces of black powder to the five thousand soldiers who first ascended, this simple black powder did not necessarily change the balance of the war.

The soldiers had to climb to the top of the city before they could swing the black powder up and throw it into the enemy's defensive phalanx. All the prerequisites were that the troops who climbed first could climb or board the top of the city.

This process requires huge sacrifices.

On the high mountain in the distance, Wei Ning nervously watched the fierce battle below the city with his heart clenched. He watched the soldiers climbing up like a black tide and then falling down miserably. Wei Ning's heart was bleeding.

In less than half an hour, almost half of the 5,000 advance troops were dead. The fierceness and cruelty of the battlefield was evident.

Gongsun Ao and Huo Qubing also looked nervously towards the city gate battlefield, clenching their fists and praying that the Han warriors would quickly board the city gate.

Their hearts bleed for every soldier's sacrifice.

"Go up!"

Gongsun Ao breathed rapidly and shouted loudly: "They have reached the distance where black powder can be thrown!"

Following Gongsun Ao's gaze, there were three ladders in front of the city gate, and dozens of Han soldiers were almost reaching the end of the city wall!

"Wave the flag, wave the flag quickly!"

In this era of backward communication development, the only things on the battlefield that could command the phalanx to attack and retreat were flags and drums.

The Han flag was waved, the rear arrow array began to suppress fire from a long distance, and the order to release was issued.

The arrow array at the rear unleashed an overwhelming rain of arrows on the city gate. The fierce rain of arrows fell from high altitude, forcing the Huns to take shelter on the top of the city for a short time. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the advanced soldiers who were about to reach the city lighted the black powder fuses in their hands. This was already far enough for them to throw out the black powder.

One day before the siege, Gongsun Ao had secretly trained this group of advance troops, and the other party had already mastered the use of black powder.

When the fuse was about to burn out, the pioneer soldiers began to throw black powder into the sky. Only in this way can the power of the gunpowder explosion be maximized.

This is also the reason why so many advance troops are approaching the city head one after another. They do not necessarily need to climb the city head. Their goal is to reach a distance where they can throw black powder!

The Xiongnu troops entrenched in Wuwei numbered more than 10,000 people. The leader of the tribe was the uncle of the Xiongnu Chanyu. When he saw the black gunpowder pottery falling from the sky, he couldn't help but smile scornfully.

Did the soldiers of the Han Dynasty lose their skills? The rain of arrows couldn't hurt them at all, but you still plan to smash them to death with such a small clay pot?

He looked at the clay pots flying in the sky with a smile on his face, bit by bit reflected on his eyelids, and planned to use his knife to split the clay pots, but the next moment...

boom!

The violent explosion sounded like thunder, exploding suddenly on top of the city!

ah! Ahhhh!

The tragic and shrill cry suddenly sounded the next moment!

"what happened!"

"what!!"

The mutilated and dismembered corpses were constantly seen by the Huns, while their comrades fell tragically in a pool of blood!

This is far beyond their understanding.

In this feudal and backward era, in an era where science and technology have not yet developed, and even the Huns did not have any science and technology at all, the sudden appearance of this scene was beyond their comprehension. The explosion beyond their understanding immediately frightened the entire Xiongnu defenders. extremely!

"Thunder punishment!"

"God sent thunder!"

“The Han people can ask God to help them!”

The Huns began to chant loudly. The people's troops were in disarray and the situation was out of control.

Many Huns knelt down and kowtowed to the sky.

More people continued to spread rumors that the Han Dynasty people could control thunder punishment.

The weapons used by the Han people were really beyond their knowledge. Not to mention the frightened faces of the Huns, even the soldiers of the Han Dynasty who were unaware of the situation in the formation below the city were muttering in their hearts. They naively thought that their army had gods. Bless.

Explosions continued to ring out at the top of the city. The Huns temporarily lost their fighting power, and they all knelt down to pray, praying that thunder would not come to them.

The uncle of the Xiongnu Chanyu looked horrified and shouted loudly: "Defend! Defend! Don't mess up!"

It didn't work. At this moment, no one would listen to what he was saying. Everyone was terrified of the Han Dynasty's artificial thunder.

The Xiongnu Chanyu could not understand, but he knew that this must be a new weapon developed by the Han people, but he could not explain it to the soldiers. Fear permeated the entire city. From this moment on, the outcome of the war was determined.

Five thousand troops climbed up first, and finally a thousand people climbed to the top of the city, and then fought desperately towards the gate below the city.

When the city gate is broken open, the outcome is doomed.

A black tide of Han soldiers rolled toward the city. The Huns had long been frightened by the black gunpowder and lost their fighting power. Now they were all lambs to be slaughtered!

On the mountain, Weining finally let go of his worries at this moment. He told Gongsun Ao not to kill all the Huns, but to let a small number leave Wuwei.

(End of this chapter)