The king behind the empress

Chapter 49 The Battle of Xunyang
In the east, Xunzhou City, the battle is in full swing at this time.

Three armies with different banners rushed up like a tide against the rain of arrows at the head of Xunyang city.

"put!"

On the top of the city, dozens of individual archers drew the hard bows in their hands, and under the command of the flag commander, the arrows immediately flew out of the string.

The hard bow of nearly five stones, in Mo Zizai's previous life, was something that only some legendary generals could draw, and it showed its power in the hands of these physicists.

At the moment when the soldiers under the city were shot, the power of the bow and arrow was almost no less than that of some large-caliber rifles. Even soldiers with armor on their bodies would be shot directly through the body.

As for those soldiers who were not wearing armor, they were shot in succession by one arrow.

It was just this wave of arrow rain that directly took away the lives of dozens of soldiers.

"put!"

The archers on the city wall did not stop at all, one arrow was shot followed by another arrow, and the soldiers who attacked on this side were harvested hundreds of lives in a short time.

It's just that this amount is nothing to the tens of thousands of siege soldiers below the city. The fallen soldiers were quickly replaced by the soldiers behind them, and continued to surge up from the top of the city.

"Master Hou, the enemy army is about to charge up."

An observer in Xunyang City, seeing the enemy army approaching the safety line, quickly turned his head and reported to an old man sitting in the middle of the city.

"Yes, got it."

This old man is Zhenyuan Hou Zhangyuan. He has white beard and hair, and a strong figure. Looking at the soldiers attacking from the city, he nodded slightly and said: "Don't worry too much, this is just their temptation, just use artillery to repel their attack." .”

"Yes, Lord Hou."

Hearing Zhang Yuan's order, the flag officer immediately issued orders to the gunners, and soon there were deafening cannons on the city wall.

Originally there were only three Wuyi cannons in Xunyang City, but when Zhang Yuan retreated from the previous cities, every time he retreated, he would bring back the cannons from that city.

This directly led to the current Xunyang city head, which has a total of [-] cannons with sufficient firepower. After several volleys, dozens of long flesh and blood passages were shot out of the densely packed enemy army below the city.

The enemy tried to charge several times, but they were still unable to break through the defense line on the top of the city, so they had no choice but to retreat.

"The artillery is still powerful."

A young lieutenant beside Zhang Yuan looked at the retreating enemy army, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional, "If there is more gunpowder, we will not be afraid even if there are more enemy troops."

"What are you thinking?"

Looking at the optimistic lieutenant general, Zhang Yuan shook his head and said, "This is just their probing attack. They dispatched some miscellaneous soldiers, so the artillery can exert such great power."

"If they wait for their elite to press up, you will know that the artillery is useless."

"How can it be useless?" The lieutenant asked a little unconvinced: "Are the elite not afraid of shells?"

"Of course not."

Hearing the lieutenant's rhetorical question, before Zhang Yuan could speak, Zhao Chuan, the commander beside him, couldn't help laughing, "Zhang Hu, you are still too young, do you think I'm afraid of shells?"

"Of course not."

Hearing Zhao Chuan's question, Zhang Hu gave his answer without thinking.

The Wuyi cannon fired solid shells. Although the kinetic energy was great under the action of the gunpowder, Zhao Chuan was a bone-forging physique, so he was such a cumbersome cannon.If he had been on guard, he would have missed Zhao Chuan at all.

After hearing Zhang Hu's answer, Zhao Chuan spread his hands and said, "That's right, I'm not afraid, why do you think the enemy's elite troops are afraid?"

"The artillery shells are powerful. For ordinary people, they will be killed and injured by the touch, but if you are careful and spread out, how many people can you hit with one shot?"

"Unless hundreds or even thousands of Wuyi cannons can be fired together, for those elites, the deterrent effect of the artillery is far greater than the actual effect."

Zhang Hu was only intimidated by the power of the Wuyi cannon just now, but now that Zhao Chuan said this, he immediately realized that the clumsy Wuyi cannon can really have limited effects when facing a warrior who is on guard.

As for hundreds or thousands of Wuyi cannons, just think about that kind of thing. The total number of Wuyi cannons in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty is less than two hundred.

"Uncle, if this is the case, why didn't they send elites to press it?"

Hearing some straightforward questions from his nephew, Zhang Yuan, who was observing the enemy situation below, couldn't help but shook his head in disappointment, "Zhang Hu, this is the coalition forces of Wei, Lu, and Zheng. Who do you think is better to let it come up?"

"Of course they're pressing together."

Zhang Hu didn't think much, and replied without hesitation: "Now we only have [-] elites that I brought from Zhangjun. If the Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms spread out the elites and press them down, I'm afraid we won't be able to defend them for three days." live."

Looking at Zhang Hu who looked at him as a matter of course, Zhang Yuan sighed helplessly, and at the same time secretly made a decision in his heart that his nephew would be fine as a tiger general, and he must not lead the army in the future, otherwise he would have to send as many troops as possible to him. clean.

"It's not impossible to press together."

Although he was a little disappointed, I should tell him what he should be reassured about. I just hope that he can be more flexible as he has experienced more. "But let me ask you, if they come together, which country will be the main force and attack the front?"

After Zhang Yuan asked this question, Zhang Hu had faintly sensed that something was wrong, but he hadn't figured it out yet, so he tentatively replied: "The three kingdoms take turns being the main force, one day at a time?"

"Then what if the old man only focuses on one country to fight? For example, the weakest Zheng Guo, whichever side he fights, the old man will transfer the main force to which side, what do you think?"

"This……"

Zhang Hu was dumbfounded at once, but then suddenly realized that the Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms were not of one mind. If they really pressed the elite, Zhang Yuan would stare at the strength of a country to fight, and the opponent would not be able to stand it at all.

I'm afraid that after the first battle, Xunyang City has not yet been broken, and the country that was beaten will suffer heavy losses. At that time, it is not known whether the other two countries will swallow him up after the war.

So they would definitely not do this kind of thing. After all, the Three Kingdoms Alliance just wanted to take advantage of it, but they didn't want to involve themselves.

While the three of them were chatting, the soldiers who counted the battle damage ran over.

"Master Hou, the loss statistics are out. The enemy attacked this time, and our army killed [-] soldiers. As for the wounded, we haven't counted yet."

Hearing the number of [-] dead, apart from Zhang Hu's expression being moved, neither Zhang Yuan nor Zhao Chuan had the slightest emotion on their faces.

Although they all know that [-] is not just a cold number, but [-] fresh lives, but the years of fighting have made them a little numb to these.

"This time the enemy army left at least [-] lives, and the battle damage ratio is not bad. If the fight continues like this, we can last at least three months."

After saying this, Zhang Yuan felt a little bitter in his heart. According to the usual practice, he should raise the issue of pensions at this time to boost morale. If it is not cashed, if the money cannot be issued, even a promise of a golden mountain is useless.

If it weren't for his prestige to suppress the morale of the army, the soldiers would have mutinied long ago.

This battle is really difficult...

(End of this chapter)