Traveling through the Ming Dynasty, as soon as you open your eyes, you will die

In the Hejin camp of the rogue pirates, after all the generals had left, Yuan Zongdi suggested to Gao Yigong: "Although it is a small victory today, our morale cannot be reduced. In my opinion, based on this victory, today What do you think, General Gao, to reward the three armies in the evening?”

Although they are not in the same faction, Gao Yigong is more of a relative of the emperor, but he is a fair person, and he has great respect for Li Chuang's veterans.

Facing Yuan Zongdi, who had lost his strength, he still showed his humility and respect: "General Yuan is right. If it weren't for the general's reminder, I would have missed the important matter. This matter is settled, I will arrange it immediately The old camp brings wine and meat to reward the three armies and celebrate the victory. "

So that night, across the blood-red Yellow River, both sides were drinking and singing to celebrate their victory.

On the second day, Wang Weiyi delivered the thousand carts he needed.

The soldiers rushed to the front of the car and piled sacks on them. Turning these large vehicles into dirt tanks.

After ordering the assembled soldiers with 19 postures to lie on the sacks on the cart, the Ming army once again launched an attack on the rogue defense line.

This time it was no longer a test, but a real, all-out attack.

Facing the slowly advancing earthen tanks filled with sandbags in front of them, the bandits panicked. The elm spray kept firing, but the threat to this local tank was minimal, and the shells fired by the only dozen real cannons, as long as they did not hit directly, were just like passing by, they would not have much impact at all. effect.

But at this time, the sniper lying on the car showed off his power. These soldiers are all from the guard company. They are all elite soldiers, almost sharpshooters. They fired almost every shot, firing accurately at the rogue gunners. With every gunshot, almost one bandit was killed.

Advanced, time-honored weapons have once again demonstrated their power.

Yuan Zongdi inspected the position, immediately saw the danger, and decisively ordered: "Don't let the enemy's cart approach. Quickly, fill the elm gun with gunpowder, block the muzzle, throw it out, and directly blow up the ice. Don't let the enemy The army landed."

The rogues immediately shouted and filled the elm gun with gunpowder to block the muzzle of the cannon, then pushed it off the ice wall and rolled it down the river.

With loud explosions, the elm spray turned into explosive packets. Although it was not as powerful as the Ming army's gunpowder explosion, it still blew up the ice everywhere, sending up huge waves of ice and water. For a time, the ice collapsed and the Yellow River surged, cutting off the Ming army from the other bank.

Today's attack failed again.

But that doesn't matter. What matters is that the ice on the river does not burst and the army cannot cross the river to attack.

This time the battle can only be suspended.

Faced with this situation, Lu Mou was really at his wits' end.

Fortunately, Xu Jie's ladder method comes out again.

But at this time, the ladder was no longer for attacking the city, but for crossing the river.

The ladder we built is the kind that can be used as a floating bridge.

Another day's delay. Keep attacking.

Fortunately, the Yellow River where the elms exploded is not wide, and a floating bridge covered with wooden planks can be built in a blink of an eye. The battle continues.

The rogue bandits did not hesitate to sacrifice their lives to resolutely block the Ming army's attack.

The elm guns blocked the pontoon one by one. Rogue bandits braved the sniper's fire and jumped out of the ice wall with the elm guns in their arms, blasting the frozen river again.

A huge cheer suddenly erupted from the Ming army: "It's over, it's over."

Lu Mou raised his eyes and observed, and sure enough, there were brothers from the Second Army, holding explosive packets and rushing across the pontoon bridge towards the ice wall.

But Stormtrooper Road. It is also a road of death. The rogue bandits cost almost no money, and they only use seemingly endless sprays of elm wood. At the risk of being blocked by bursts of fire, they fire and fire regardless of casualties, turning the soldiers' charging road into a hell of stones.

The shields of each brother could not withstand the almost continuous blows and shattered one after another. In a blink of an eye, they were beaten into sieves and lay on the road of charge.

And at this moment, countless bandits suddenly appeared on the ice wall. They braved the bullets to kill them, and poured buckets of cold water on the slope of the river bank desperately, turning the charging channel into a Got a mirror. The charging soldiers slipped and fell one after another, like gourds rolling on the ground, rolling directly into the turbulent Yellow River, and in a blink of an eye they were swept away by the undercurrent under the Yellow River ice.

This time the attack failed again.

In the evening, another emergency seminar was held in front of the station to study countermeasures.

The attack continued the next day.

Wider and stronger pontoon bridges were built. The soldiers pushed earthen carts and charged, filling the attack passage with cartloads of sand and soil, piling up earthen roads higher than the ground. Now, if the bandits poured water, they would no longer be able to reach the dirt road.

The soldiers of the Second Army pushed up the chicken bus, which was covered with water-soaked quilts, and continued to charge.

Because of the wadding of the quilt, the stones sprayed by the elm wood could no longer be torn apart. This time, under the cover of dense snipers, they really rushed in front of the ice wall.

A group of soldiers threw grenades into the ice wall one after another, blowing it up into a sea of ​​fire. Shrapnel flew across the area, killing batches of rogues. However, there were still batches of rogues who risked their lives to fill in, facing each other. Stormtroopers and Ming troops fired their bows and arrows.

Groups of soldiers of the Ming Army, while facing the rain of enemy arrows, stuffed huge explosive packets under the ice wall and ignited them.

Then everyone ran back rolling and crawling.

But the bandits took out their long poles, braved the hail of bullets, and pushed the explosive packets away from the wall, rolling them down into the river and exploding.

But there were still many explosive packets exploded, and broken ice and soil rose into the sky.

It was also wrapped with the mutilated corpses of elm spray and rogue bandits,

Success, charge.

The impatient soldiers of the Fifth Army shouted and rushed towards the ice wall on the other side. The bandits who woke up from the explosion rushed towards the gap desperately. While fighting fiercely with the Ming army for the gap, they poured buckets of cold water on the corpses of both sides who had fallen on the gap, even if there were still their own brothers there. He didn't show any pity to the injured.

Layers of corpses were frozen by layers of cold water, eventually forming a wall of ice.

It's freezing cold, water turns into ice, and the ice wall can be repaired extremely quickly. It took countless lives to explode here, and it was easily rebuilt there. Repeatedly like this, time is passing by and life is being consumed. However, the enemy's Yellow River defense line was impregnable, and it was really difficult for the Ming army to advance.

Over and over again, the other party always poses problems for me, and I continue to solve them here. At this time, Lu Mou missed Li Yan very much.

If Li Yan were here, he would have thought up almost all the methods in advance. But for example, Xu Jie, who does not understand military affairs and only knows how to be clever and can only act with the benefit of hindsight, is full of military books but has no actual combat experience. In the future, Zhang Huangyan from Military God is much stronger.

But this time it was embarrassing, because I was optimistic about Zhang Huangyan and tried my best to train him. If Li Yan was invited to come over at this time, not only Zhang Huangyan, but also all the generals in the army would think that they were being looked down upon. The later consequences are quite serious.

Now I can only grit my teeth here and hold on.

At this time, Lu Mou also discovered that in his previous life, he gave advice in the jar, but when faced with the actual situation in front of him, it turned out to be so unrealistic and ridiculous.

I often laugh at myself in the dark, thinking that I am really a keyboard warrior, one of those people who cannot see the light.

The battle lasted for more than a month, and the casualties of the two kings continued to rise. This made Lu Mou feel that his anger was going to the room. What's the point of going on like this?

Ci is not in charge of the army, Lu Mou understands that he is not anxious about the casualties of the soldiers, he is anxious about the continuous delay of time.

Now that the river is frozen, we can still attack through the ice. Once the Yellow River thaws, any attempt to invade Shaanxi would be a fool's errand.

Returning without success this time will not have a great impact on one's reputation, but the blow to the morale and confidence of the entire Ming army will be immeasurable.

This is how to do?
But when Li Yan was brought over, Lu Mou felt tangled in his heart because he had to take care of the face of his two favorite generals. (End of chapter)