Chapter 70: Hesitation "Huai'an Army, Huai'an Army is coming."
Zou Pusheng shivered suddenly and slowly squatted on the ground, tears flowing down his pale face like spring water.
"The Huai'an Army, it's the artillery of the Huai'an Army.
The Tatars are finished.
The Tatars are finished this time."
Zhang Dingbian, Zhang Bixian and others also stopped and were ecstatic.
Such intensive and indiscriminate bombing must have come from the hands of the Huai'an Army.
The Mongolian and Yuan officers and soldiers also had cannons, but their cannons were known for being heavy and heavy, weighing four to five thousand pounds and unable to move forward easily.
As for the six-pound cannons in Ni Jiajun's hands, they could not exceed ten in total, so it was impossible for them to produce such a domineering momentum.
As if in response to their cheers, another row of artillery shells flew into the sky and hit near the crumbling west city wall, blasting the Yuan army above and below the city into howling like ghosts.
It must be that the Huai'an Army is the only one equipped with such large-scale artillery on their warships.
Only the artillery on the battleship can only be fired at certain intervals in order to prevent the ship from being overturned by the recoil.
Therefore, the sound of the cannons has a strong rhythm, just like the melody played by the Tang drum masters.
"Boom" a bomb hit the north gate watch tower, completely flattening most of the originally collapsed watch tower.
Broken bricks and wood intertwined with shrapnel, flying in all directions.
All those affected suffered broken bones and muscles.
The Meng Yuan officers and soldiers were caught off guard by this violent bombardment.
They were all scurrying around like headless flies, and no one knew how to respond.
Just minutes before, victory had been as easy as a ripe apricot to them.
However, after just a few minutes, all they were left with was fire and death.
"Stop, don't panic.
Enter the city and fight into the city.
The Huai thieves come from the river.
They, they won't be able to land for a while."
The prime minister of Sichuan Province in the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty replied that Ya Badulu was so angry that his mouth was full of smoke, and he drew his sword.
He chopped up two centurions who were running around and shouted orders.
"Stop, don't panic.
Rush to the city.
The Huai bandits came from the river and there is no time to land."
"Stop, don't panic.
Rush towards the city.
The Huai bandits came from the river and there is no time to land."
"Stop, don't panic.
Just rush to the city.
The Huai thieves came from the river and there is no time to land."
The son of Badulu, Pingzhang Polo Timur of Sichuan Province, led more than a hundred soldiers and repeated the commander's orders loudly over and over again.
The judgment of their father and son was not inaccurate.
Although the Huai'an Army's artillery fire was fierce, the soldiers could not reach the Qizhou City in a short time.
As long as the Meng Yuan officers and soldiers took control of Qizhou City before the Huai'an army, they could take the people of Hecheng as hostages and hold on with their superior strength.
By then, the Huai'an army would not dare to bomb innocent people indiscriminately, taking into account Zhu Chongjiu's good reputation.
The baggage carried on the battleships alone was not enough to support the Huai bandits and the official army in a protracted war.
However, the huge gap in just a few minutes made it impossible for the Meng Yuan soldiers under their father and son to stabilize their minds.
I just want to get out from under the overwhelming artillery fire as soon as possible and stay away from the cursed place of Qizhou City as soon as possible.
One after another rushed out along the newly opened west door, like frightened grasshoppers.
"Follow me and block the city gate."
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Polo Timur was so angry that his eyes were on fire.
He waved his knife and prepared to lead his subordinates to block everyone's escape route.
But Ya Badulu pulled him from behind, his eyes full of disappointment, "Don't go, it's too late to withdraw the troops, pass my order, withdraw now."
"Grandma," Polo Timur jumped to his feet and shouted angrily, "There are only a few boats in total.
I don't believe it.
They can kill everyone with their artillery."
"Withdraw troops" replied Badulu, raising his hand and giving him a slap in the face, roaring sternly.
"You lead the people to retreat first, and I will lead the people to break up the rear.
Hold your position and don't tremble too much."
"You" Polo Timur was beaten until he was dizzy, craning his neck and glaring.
"Major General, outside the city, the camp outside the city," Shenzhi Tuohuan gently pulled the silk ribbon of his armor and reminded him in a very low voice.
"There's a fire at the camp outside the city.
If we don't withdraw, our army will be in a terrible situation."
"Ah" Polo Timur woke up as if from a dream, turned his head and looked five miles away.
I saw a strange fire rising from the ground under the starry sky.
The location where the fire was located was the military camp.
"Don't make any noise.
Organize the troops to retreat.
There are 10,000 brothers staying in the camp.
Even if they are attacked by surprise, they will not be captured immediately by the Huai thieves."
Answer Badulu's voice sounded from his ears again, and every word was full of meaning.
Anxious.
The enemy typically uses a tactic to attack the enemy's heart.
They first send a group of soldiers to set fire to the camp, and then use random artillery to bombard the officers and soldiers entering the city.
However, there was such a long distance between Qizhou City and the main camp.
How could the Yuan soldiers, who were suddenly frustrated, believe that their retreat was not lost?
If the morale of the army collapsed at this moment, even if only three thousand Huai bandits were killed ashore, it would be enough to defeat them.
Everyone died without a burial place "Obide by orders" Polo Timur has been fighting for three or four years after his father, and his basic skills are very solid.
After calming down a little, he immediately understood his father's good intentions.
He quickly bowed his hands and bowed, then turned around and led his cronies to organize a retreat.
With the concerted efforts of their father and son, the Meng Yuan officers and soldiers who had just captured the western city wall and part of the city rushed out of the city like a tide.
No matter how powerful the artillery fire overhead was, they couldn't stop them for a moment longer.
As for the injured soldiers, they were thrown near the city wall without hesitation.
No matter how much the latter begged and cursed, they never looked back.
"The Tatars have withdrawn, brothers, follow me to kill Ni Wenjun."
Chen Youliang quickly caught the opportunity, jumped up again, and rushed towards the north gate with a shout.
"Kill Ni Wenjun, kill Ni Wenjun" Zhang Dingbian, Zhang Bixian and others followed closely behind, and behind them, there were only more than 70 remaining soldiers.
The remnants of the soldiers, covered in blood, strode forward along the streets filled with fire.
Foreseeing the local ruffians who dared to enrich the country, they stepped forward and chopped them into pieces with random knives.
When they meet their brothers who are alone, they will pull them into the team without any explanation.
"Kill Ni Wenjun, kill Ni Wenjun, don't let the man named Ni escape" "The Tatars have withdrawn, the Tatars have withdrawn.
Let's go kill Ni Wenjun and avenge our dead brothers."
The group of people walked and stopped, constantly driving away the ruffians who were making trouble, and constantly gathering the defeated soldiers who were hiding in the corner.
Before they even reached the north wall, the number of people had increased tenfold.
Even some low-level officials from the Tianwan Dynasty, as well as servants of high-ranking officials, took the initiative to follow them, trying to get a dazzling certificate of surrender before the new owner of Qizhou City arrived.
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Chen Youliang, on the other hand, accepted all comers and assigned Zhang Dingbian, Zhang Bixian and Ou Puxiang, his best friends, to quickly reorganize the team.
When the horse paths on both sides of the north gate finally appeared in his field of vision, he immediately pointed the tip of the knife forward and shouted loudly, "Come with me to kill the thief!"
The "killing thieves" team has swelled to more than a thousand people, rushing to the top of the city like a tide.
Seeing the Ni tribe rebels blocking the road, they immediately surrounded them and cut their bodies into pieces with random swords: