Chapter 965

The brigade stopped at the South Bank of the river. It seemed that the black flag army was not in a hurry to attack Li Yin. The team of tens of thousands of people stopped and began to set up camp. Auxiliary soldiers came and went to build walls and sentries. The soldiers of Gao Jiajun stood on the city wall and were particularly worried. Even if Yan Zeng sent someone to cut off the spy of the black flag army, the soldiers still couldn't be completely down-to-earth.

The smarter of them can naturally see that the one whose head was cut off is just wronged to death, but who dares to talk nonsense? Yan Zeng sent the people of the supervision team to patrol back and forth on the wall all the time. No one dared to talk nonsense any more.

The auxiliary soldiers have long been familiar with building the camp and worked quickly. In less than two days, the wall and sentry tower have been built. Looking down from the wall, a tent looks like an endless hill.

Early in the morning of the third day, a warning horn sounded on the wall of Liyin city. The reinforced soldiers hurried up the wall, and the archer put the arrow pot at his feet.

"I can't help it at last."

Yan Zeng raised his eyes and looked at the troops and horses in the black flag army camp in the distance. He murmured. He knew that the enemy would not send someone directly to negotiate in this war. When the black flag army goes north, it needs a big victory to boost morale and a big victory to announce the strength of the black flag army.

So this war is inevitable.

"The catapult is ready!"

He turned back and gave an order. His own soldiers ran out and separately urged the soldiers who controlled the crossbow to prepare. When the war really came, many people calmed down. The real suffering is actually waiting for war. The creaking sound of coiled cables seemed so harsh that it seemed clearer than the command of the leader's officer.

In the distance, the soldiers of the black flag army had been mobilized. About 10000 people left the camp and came to the moat. The queue was neat and the battle flag was flying.

Xiahou Baichuan rode slowly forward on his war horse. After so many years of war, in fact, he was not as nervous and excited as before, but his heartbeat still accelerated today. Today's battle represents that the black flag army has officially joined the ranks of striving for hegemony.

"Line up by the river and empty the place for the men and horses of the firearm camp!"

Xiahou Baichuan gave an order, and then reined in the war horse.

Teams of elite soldiers marched forward, and their footsteps seemed to make the earth tremble.

"Five hundred steps..."

Xiahou Baichuan pointed to the front and said, "although the range of the enemy's crossbow is slightly smaller than our artillery, they are condescending and occupy the right place. Go and tell the people of the firearm camp that it's best to kill all the crossbows on the city wall in the first round of volley. Without the crossbow, the enemy will lose half of his control over the river."

Andrew is also very excited. He has been casting firearms in the workshop for so long. This is the first time in his life to command the army. When he was on the other side of the sea, what he envied most was the guys in straight military uniforms, one by one. No one dared to provoke him in the tavern.

In his opinion, men still have to be soldiers to fully show their male style.

Fang Xie transferred him back from Yunnan Road this time to let him directly command the artillery battalion. First, he is most familiar with artillery. Second, he wants to let him see what shortcomings the artillery has. Fang Xie was definitely not an expert in military affairs before he came to this world. The experience of the command team comes partly from a lot of reading and partly from constant actual combat. If the memory of previous lives is most helpful to the current military development, it comes from games.

He is an ashes player of strategy game. He spent his high school in endless red alert. After college, he began to contact more and more games, but the outdated red alert has always been his most profound memory. Fang Xie had a stubborn habit when playing this game in his previous life, that is, he would never take the initiative without accumulating enough strength.

This passivity has both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that Fang Xie is still the same when developing the black flag army, constantly accumulating military strength and constantly developing and growing. The disadvantage is that Fang Xie always seems a little cautious and not decisive in its foreign strategy.

Fang Xie himself knows this, but it's hard to change his character.

Andrew commanded the soldiers of the fire artillery camp to push the newly modified artillery in front of the battle, and visually stopped about 550 steps from the wall.

"Test fire, ranging!"

Andrew ordered.

A shell was stuffed into the leftmost gun. The soldiers who controlled the gun quickly adjusted the elevation of the gun. The technology of this period restricted the performance of the gun, but in the Central Plains, the power of the gun has been far ahead of this era.

Boom!

With a dull sound, a shell flew to Liyin city.

The garrison on the city wall didn't know what the other side had lined up so far away. They were all pointing and talking. At this time, a dark thing flew from the black flag army array and hit the wall with a bang, and the shell was embedded in the wall.

The soldiers of Gao Jiajun first gave a cry of surprise, and then waited for a long time. There was no movement, and then someone laughed.

"Such a small stone is useless!"

"It turned out that it was a small stone dump truck. If it hit the wall, it would be a small pit. Even if it fell on the wall, it would break a brick... It's killing me. Is the black flag army a child's home?"

"Ha ha, it's a mule's chicken bar. It's useless! Looking at the black paint, it's very powerful. It's a fucking row of large slingshots!"

The people on the wall were laughing and used sarcastic words to boost their morale.

At this time, the row of things over there suddenly made a roar, and at least 150 watermelon like things flew towards the wall.

"Again!"

Someone shouted, "find a wooden board to top it!"

"Ha ha!"

Boom!

Boom, boom!

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"Mother! Help me!"

A soldier whose left leg was taken away by the power of shell explosion lay on the ground wailing. At this time, where would he care if calling his mother was a shame for an adult man. He just shouted instinctively, hoping that someone could help him. At any time, the warmth of your mother is always the easiest to think of.

At the broken thigh, a white bone was exposed in the bloody meat, and the bone stubble was like a broken wood. The blood had already dyed all around his body red, and his trouser legs had already been soaked with blood.

The wailing made people feel angry because his fear had reached the extreme.

Before, the first thing as big as a watermelon hit the city wall, and nothing happened. They began to ridicule the weak weapons of the black flag army. But the next second, the great power of firearms let them know what hell on earth is.

Broken arms and legs, mixed with internal organs and broken meat, stirred up and fell everywhere. A young soldier curled up under the battlements with his horizontal knife. His body trembled violently. He closed his eyes tightly and didn't dare to see the tragedy on the city wall. He was afraid that when he opened his eyes, he would see hell rather than the world.

Pop!

He felt a pain in his face, subconsciously reached out and touched it, so he touched a large piece of broken meat from his face and greased it on his hands. This should be a large face. You can also see hair on the skin. If you identify it carefully, you will recognize that it is the skin on the forehead. The hair is the eyebrows, and there is a layer of eyelids under the eyebrows.

With a slap, a bloody ball fell from his hand. It turned out to be an eyeball.

"Ah!"

The soldier roared with fear and kept shrinking back, but his back was against the wall. Where could he go back? This wall stack is his biggest reliance, which makes him feel a sense of security. Just before his frightened howl fell, a shell fell and hit the wall pile behind him.

Then the random explosion shattered the wall stack, and the huge tearing force directly acted on the young soldier's back. He was smashed and flew out, threw himself directly on the ground, and never moved again. This fresh life was taken away by death in just one second, leaving only a broken body.

His back epithelia and clothes were torn, and the flesh and blood of the whole back was almost removed. The remaining vertebrae had turned black and were still strong with blood bubbles. He didn't know whether it was the heart or other internal organs. I don't know how many broken city bricks fell in from his back and out from his chest. If you open him, his chest injury must be the same as that on his back.

Boom!

A shell landed on the crossbow accurately, and the crossbow was blown apart with great force. The heavy crossbow with thick and thin arms was lifted by the impact, tossed out, and then landed on a soldier more than ten meters away. The soldier felt as if he had been severely beaten by an iron bar on his shoulder, and then had to rejoice in his good luck. If the Heavy Crossbow came straight, he would have been dead by now.

"Don't fucking stand!"

The team is reaching out to pull him: "get down! Luck won't come twice in a row!"

His hand was just used. As a result, the soldier he pulled was easily pulled over by him. When the team was looking carefully, it found that what he pulled over was half of his body. A horizontal knife blown away by the explosion cut in from the soldier's lower abdomen and out from the back.

Wailing on the wall and cheering across the river.

This is war.

Those who cheer will always be strong.

"Go on, go on!"

Andrew shouted excitedly, "let the enemy taste the power of our latest artillery! The power of this artillery can be compared with the artillery of the opru empire! Even more powerful than theirs!"

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"Cross the river!"

With the order of Xiahou Baichuan, countless auxiliary soldiers began to rush forward. They want to pave a passage for the soldiers in the shortest time, and the artillery battalion has tried to create the safest environment for them. The most advanced weapons create the safest environment for the most ordinary people. Isn't this the development trend of war?

War has never been won at the expense of human life.

The auxiliary soldiers built very fast. They jumped into the river and the ropes tied to them made them feel a little more secure. Although the river was not very urgent, no one could guarantee whether it would be washed away.

At regular intervals, a group of people gathered around the wooden pile to wedge it down, and then lay boards on it. This is a simple crossing bridge so that the soldiers can cross the river as soon as possible. Later, they will build a larger floating bridge, because the siege equipment is waiting to come up.

The eyes of Xia Hou people reflected the fire on the city wall, while Yan Zeng... There was only anger and fear in his eyes.