Chapter 881: The fierce battle under Yancheng
From Liang, he knew that Yanchi was not easy to fight. Seeing that Quan Yifeng's Fifth Battalion had clearly stated the opponent's tactics in the first battle with him. The Northern Army had clearly known its intentions. It seemed that Yun Zhao's order was to firmly stick to themselves and Su Can and others in Guizhou, and cause as much damage as possible.
Yun Zhao dared to make this bet because in Guizhou he only had one main battle camp of the Fifth Battalion. Others such as Park Demeng's Yizhou Camp and Shi Gandang's Feitian Camp are all second-line camps of the Northern Army. As for other troops, their combat effectiveness is worse than these two battalions. Perhaps the only thing that can cause trouble for him is the Weiwei of the former Ye Kai under the jurisdiction of Xue Linfeng. But Congliang knew that as long as he defeated the Fifth Battalion, Yizhou Camp, and Feitian Camp, then the Weiwei would no longer be a trouble.
Both sides were already red in the last battle. At this time, they surrounded the salt pond. The soldiers were screaming to avenge their comrades. The morale was not to be extinguished. If they were not allowed to fight this battle, there might be other chaos. If they were to be loyal, they would have to fight.
Seeing his army's thunder cannons were destroyed in pieces, although they were temporarily made by craftsmen in the camp, Congliang still felt distressed. As for the excellent weapons of the Northern Army, Congliang's vest was cold when he looked at the opponent's accurate landing point and firing speed. Even the best military workshop in Shangjing could not make thunder cannons with such a fast firing rate and control the accuracy of the shooting so close. This means that the opponent can fully carry out accurate coverage and strike. Thinking of the scene where his infantry was storming up the city when the ant siege attacked the city, the opponent's thunder cannons concentrated their firepower and attacked the running soldiers with all their might. Congliang twitched in waves.
The city walls of Yanchi do not have those protruding towers, but now there are many more, which allows the opponent to attack themselves from several directions when they attack the city. Without thinking, the ones arranged on the towers must be demon-subduing crossbows and thunder fire, which are astonishingly lethal weapons as these two kinds of things. Looking at the power after the test shooting, Congliang is not sure what to say except for being shocked, especially the thunder fire, which is simply a natural enemy of infantry charges. Within twenty to fifty steps, the armor on the generals can penetrate, let alone the soldiers.
The demon-subduing crossbows and thunder fires seized were now lying in the camp and had sent people to send a few samples to the south to see if they could be imitated. However, the others were not useful because there were not enough arrows. The arrows of these two weapons were different from ordinary arrows. In particular, the thunder fires were half shorter than ordinary feather arrows. Their body was made of fine iron, and their destructive power was amazing. Where did you go to find such short arrows?
The loud bang from the battlefield interrupted Congliang's thoughts, but when he looked up, he happened to see a siege car collapsed under the attack of the opponent. Several siege cars were lucky enough to avoid the attack of the thunder cannon and approached the city wall. Within this distance, the thunder cannon had already been used. The special inclined base of Yanchi City made the siege car particularly effective. If there was no suppression shooting and cover on the siege car, the soldiers who were rushing up the city wall along the slope would encounter a greater blow.
It is precisely because of the cover of several siege cars that dozens of ladders have already been mounted on the city wall under the city wall. The archers, powerful crossbowmen and bed crossbows on the siege cars have caused a large number of casualties and injuries to the defensive soldiers on the city wall, and it has also affected their attacks on the soldiers who siege the city. Of course, they are also the focus of their opponents' attacks.
Several demon-suffering crossbows above the watchtower and the demon-suffering crossbows on the city wall shot the siege car from three directions. After being hit by the demon-suffering crossbow, the huge siege car swayed. The break of the pillar finally made him unable to hold on and collapsed with a bang. The archers above shouted like dumplings and were about to fall down.
The siege car was destroyed, and the morale of the soldiers who were siege at the city suddenly became bleak. A storm-like blow came immediately above the city. Rolling stones and wood were thrown down, sweeping along the slope, and there was a terrible storm everywhere.
Quan Yifeng sat steadily on the city tower, and a big hole was broken on the roof. It was the consequence of being hit by a thunderbolt shell. A dozen pounds of stone fell next to the big case behind Quan Yifeng, smashing a pit on the ground of the city wall. Looking at the stone that was obviously picked up at will, Quan Yifeng sneered. If it was a round stone bullet in this aspect, it would have to be a mess. The thing rotated and rolled, which was not something that human forces could stop it.
It was not his turn to command this kind of intensity. His generals were competent. After a long time, the focus of the guards' attack was here, Huer and there, tentatively, obviously trying to find out their weaknesses so that they could strike with all their strength in the next attack. But they didn't think about how big Yanchi City was, how many garrisons in Yanchi City were, and how 15,000 people guarding such a city could have weak spots. If there was, it would be a trap. Congliang was called a famous general in the world, and it was nothing more than Err!
The only thing that made Quan Yifeng a little worried now is that although the thunderbolt cannons in the city hit the opponent heavily, they also suffered losses. After half a day, they had been destroyed by the opponent. Although these destroyed parts were picked up and formed another one, the opponent was randomly built. Although they were destroyed in large quantities, they could replenish them, but their inventory was not large.
It is still important to think of a large amount of damage to the opponent. Maybe you have to think of a way. Quan Yifeng couldn't help but smile when he saw another siege car destroyed by his side. Today's attack should end here.
It was just a tentative attack. I think Congliang already knew that the salt pond he was guarding was a thorny man. When you shrink your head, you will get bloody when you touch it. Let’s take a look at the other party’s response!
He was in Yanchi, and he could defend or retreat, but what he was worried about now was Pingxiang. Zhaoyi's troops had not been surrendered for a long time, and he did not have the invincible and invincible spirit that the Northern Army had. They defected to the Northern Army at that time, and they saw the Northern Army's morale as rainbow, and they had the intention of hugging their thighs. If their thighs were not so thick at the moment, what would they do? It was probably possible to collapse. Seeing that General Park Demeng built the only southern group.
The cavalry was sent there to understand. However, Hao Ren was a cavalry. If Zhaoyi's troops were really disbanded, Hao Ren could only harass him. The three thousand cavalry could only sigh at the established infantry. Unless Quan Changbin, who was mainly attacking Pingxiang, was stunned and sent troops to encircle and suppress him. However, although Quan Changbin was a civil servant, he also participated in the war with the Mongolian army back then. He had never eaten pork or watched the pig run? He would not be so stupid. He just needed to advance steadily.
In the next two days, the guards disappeared, and the camp in the distance was covered with shadows. I don’t know what they were doing. The sound of golden drums could be heard occasionally. Quan Yifeng naturally would not do anything. In the two days, he sent people to transport the injured soldiers back to Guizhou. The guards surrounded three and one to defeat the Northern Army's determination to resist to the death. This made it convenient for Quan Yifeng to send away the wounded soldiers. Quan Yifeng even set up a trap. If the good people sent to attack these teams transporting the wounded soldiers, then he could take a little advantage.
However, Quan Yifeng's plan was lost, and Congliang was unmoved at all. Not to mention the troops in the ambush, even their whistle-riding cavalry did not see many of their whistle-riding cavalry. After waiting for two days, he could only return to the city.
Congliang is not moved because of Quan Yifeng's origin. If it were someone else, Congliang might move, but Quan Yifeng, who was born in Fangsi, was too lazy to move. If there was no trap, that would be strange.
He was not fooled by good deeds, but he also set up a trap, hoping that Quan Yifeng would come to the camp. The dark and windy days and nights were the best time to rob the camp, but Quan Yifeng also ignored it at all. How could a general who fought in good deeds leave such an opportunity for him? The two of them tried their best, but the other party was indifferent and could only return to the old path.
On the third day, the guard finally made a comeback. The hundreds of thunderbolt cannons that were knocked down two days ago were not only replenished, but seemed to be more. But this time, Congliang seemed to have changed his strategy, and his thunderbolt cannon group left the shooting distance of long-range weapons on the city from afar.
"What do they want to do?" Han Peng, the guerrilla general of the third sentry of the Fifth Battalion, was puzzled. "We can't beat him, and he can't beat us either? Could it be to scare us? Are our Northern Army so scared?"
Quan Yifeng shook her head and pointed to the inclined surface under the city, "I want to deal with this inclined surface!"
Before he finished speaking, the war drums on the opposite side rumbled, and hundreds of thunderbolt cannons fired at the same time. The sound was earth-shaking, but what flew over was not stone bullets, but straw bags. Some of them were not tied tightly, and they broke in the air, and sand, soil, and gravel were spread all over the ground.
Hundreds of sandbags fell, but they all fell in front of the city. The opponent's shooting accuracy was still unsatisfactory. Some fell on the city wall and were smashed. The sand and stone fell down, while others were far away from the city wall, but most still fell around the inclined surface.
The drums kept ringing, and every once in a while, hundreds of sandbags would fly up. After an hour or two, the ground had risen by more than one meter under the inclined surface of the city and within a distance of hundreds of meters.
"General Quan, what should I do? If this continues, wouldn't they build the sandbag as high as a city wall?" Han Peng said uneasy.
Quan Yifeng laughed, "So what?"
"General, then they can directly attack the city!"
Chapter completed!