Follow General Cao to mix the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 347 Death Squad Assault

"Go to war! Go to war!"

Amidst the sound of the rumbling military drums, Cao Jun took the lead in tearing through the dead silence in the cold winter and the first month. The mechanical soldiers were all specially prepared in the reserve army. Some gritted their teeth and twisted the torsion turntable, and the heavy sling ladle was lowered amidst the creaking sound of composite materials such as isinglass, beef tendon, etc.

On the side, under the blazing temperature, the coals that had been burning for half an hour earlier were already burning red. The mechanic apprentice clamped these high-quality large coals transported with the army with tongs, and placed them heavily on the sling. Enduring the scorching heat that raised his eyebrows, and seeing that the cast iron colander was faintly burning red, the master in charge of the command finally nodded.

"put!"

hum~
The heavy hammer hit the wide trigger, the buckle fell off, and the composite material that had already been strangled roared harshly. A spoonful of coal weighing tens of kilograms dragged black smoke tails and smashed hard. opposite.

Although they were not launched in a uniform manner, each time, the catapult array like a meteor shower made Wang Hou feel gorgeous and pleasing to the eye.

But for Yuan Jun on the opposite side, he may not be able to perceive such romance. He suddenly woke up from a half-asleep and half-awake state. In that way, the pot was blown up in an instant. On the trench, Yuan Jun ran in a panic one by one, and was knocked down one by one under the attack of coal like a meteor shower. Cao Jun's trebuchet was yelling something, but with a buzzing sound, a sharp piece of coal slammed into the wooden support pillar. In less than a minute, the flames flew up suddenly, making people's teeth sore Amidst the sound of breaking wood, the heavy watchtower fell violently.

And the Chinese army!

There is a saying in the art of war: Soldiers who gather and disperse are the best!Yuan Tan is not an idiot to be able to separate himself from one side. In order to keep the passageway for troops unobstructed, he only dug three circles of two unconnected ditches around the left and right sides of the west gate. , but the wooden fence can prevent people, but it can't prevent being thrown out. The red-hot coals are heavy, and under the roar of the raindrops, these things are also like plastic building blocks. land.

However, Cao Jun's main attack direction is still the towers erected in the barracks. In war, the importance of intelligence is self-evident. The camp is surrounded by towering ditches. Yuan Tan's army is able to observe peripheral intelligence, all relying on these arrows Ten torsion trebuchets were specially mobilized to bombard these towers. As Wang Hou watched through the binoculars, one after another three to four meter high wooden arrow towers collapsed under the impact of burning coal.

War is really a game that requires patience. From the collapse of the first arrow tower to the collapse of the last arrow tower in Zuoying, Cao Jun spent a whole morning, more than four hours, and the road from Heshan to the foot of the mountain was scattered. A layer of black ash covered Yuan Tan's barracks, puffs of blue smoke also rose. In his eyes, he saw that the last tower was ignited and turned into a big torch. Yuan Jun thumped and fell from the top screaming, Wang Hou couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

"State herdsman! Bee smoke! Bee smoke is rising in the east of the city!"

Suddenly, the voice of the general Zhuge Huai sounded from behind, and he raised the binoculars, and the messy smoke that was completely different from the burning of the village, a particularly thick black smoke rose into the sky.

"Oh? Zhang Yan finally made a move!"

Looking at the black smoke, Wang Hou nodded with satisfaction, but his tone was mostly ridiculed. The west of the city has been raging and fiercely fighting for more than four hours. After realizing it, I really don't know if he spent too much energy on the belly of a young lady from a noble family. Since the king didn't go to court early today, he only got up now.

But it's just a feeling, Zhang Yan's role was not placed on Wang Hou's strategic map in this battle of Nanpi, he was the monkey who killed chickens to make an example of monkeys, to scare him by watching how Wang Hou slaughtered Yuan Tan , the province got Qingzhou disobedient.

It would be even better if he suffered heavy losses during the siege!
After feeling overwhelmed, Wang Hou's face turned cold in an instant. Sitting on the horse, he looked through the binoculars at Yuan Jun's camp, which was howling and howling in the carbon fire smoke.

"State herdsman! Is Zuoying going to attack?"

In Yuan Jun's left camp, a big pottery flag was burnt with two big holes by carbon fire, but it was still hanging above the position. Three days ago, Tao Sheng sent Li Fu over to discuss the matter of surrender. Zhao Yun's senior officials still knew about it. When Wang Hou gave the order to attack, he asked hesitantly.

Who knew that after hearing this, Wang Hou's old face was as if he had been stabbed, and suddenly he grinned and started yelling.

"Hit! Of course I want to hit him! And I want to beat him to death!"

"The last will obey!"

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Once again, Cao Jun's army drums became as fast as raindrops, and the trebuchet positions that had been firing all morning stopped for a while. Bypassing them, the regiments of the Rizhao Brigade were like black iron blocks, and they were heavy towards Yuan Jun. The barracks advanced.

This Yuan Tan really couldn't hold his breath. He was attacked by trebuchets from a long distance all morning, but he didn't send troops to fight back. Suddenly popping out of the ground, the trenches were full of shaking human heads, and the passage of the Central Army was also filled with the thick Yuan Jun army formation. Then, the heads of the crowd showed a cold light again, One by one sharp arrows came.

After burning charcoal for a whole morning, these Yuan Juns were obviously full of anger. The arrows were shot fast and hard. Cao Jun, who was marching with his head down, suddenly felt itchy in his ears. Arrow rain torrential.

Fortunately, this kind of attack is not once or twice. The small round shield protects the face, and tries to use the steel armor on the arms and shoulders to face the arrow receiving surface. Rizhao Ironworks.

It's not that no one was hit by an arrow. The soldiers of the Rizhao Brigade fell one after another after being pierced by the arrow and pierced into the flesh from the seam of the armor. It was full of fear, but after a long period of training, no one dared to escape from the position even if they were trembling slightly with fear.

This almost abnormal emphasis on discipline seems to have been carved into their bones.

However, this rain of arrows is also fierce when it comes, and it is also impatient when it goes. After all, Yuan Tan is now in ruins. Unlike Cao Cao, millions of arrows can be mobilized in a single battle. After ten arrows are shot, Yuan Jun on the trench will also rest Tone, but at this time, it's Cao Jun's turn.

Suddenly there was a shout, and the Taishan archers who had just been hiding behind ran to the front of the formation, and the more sophisticated carbon steel bow was pulled up abruptly. Amid the sound of brushing, the same rain of arrows was thrown into the trench, and the armor was clearly It's not at the same level, the sound of puffing arrows shooting into the body and loud screams can be heard even 100 meters away.

What caught Yuan Jun off guard was that Wang Hou did not gather heavy troops to break through the central passage and enter the barracks like most attackers in this era. On the contrary, two teams of light infantry of about 400 people were wrapped up like Kumamon bears, thick They rushed towards the towering trenches on the two wings that seemed more difficult to conquer.

Whoosh~whoosh~whoosh~
Arrows shot out from the trench, aiming at Wang Hou's death squad. This time, Yuan Jun's crossbowmen used a more precise method to attack them.

With a sprint distance of 100 meters, these Cao Jun's bodies were equally fair and full of arrows, but in the panicked and incredible eyes of Yuan Bing's defenders, these people seemed to be immortal, with arrows on their bodies like hedgehogs, just running so bloated In front of the trench.

Hulala~
In the last three meters, pieces of wet and frozen heavy marching quilts were suddenly thrown on the ground. I don't know whether it was cold or excitement. These death squads of Cao's army climbed up the trench like monkeys trembling.

A crossbowman of Yuan Jun had just loaded his arrow, and was about to raise his head to shoot it, when an evil smile suddenly caught his eyes, and then, the sharp battle ax slammed on his forehead with a bang, and he didn't even know what to say. Before he had time to snort, the veteran of Yuan Jun fell down in the cold and narrow tunnel.

Under his last look, the entire tunnel seemed to be full of swords, axes, and crazy bright red...

(End of this chapter)