Tang Dynasty Mingyue Song Dynasty Pass

Chapter 848: Bombardment of Song Camp
"Ready artillery, take your positions, three, two, one, fire!"

As the steady and powerful command came down, thirty cannons seemed to be giant beasts awakened at the same time, suddenly spitting out angry flames.

"Boom boom boom!"

Accompanied by the dull and powerful sound of artillery firing, the shells were like meteors streaking through the night sky, smashing heavily into the Song army's camp in the south with destructive force.

The Song army's barracks were very sophisticated, with five large camps in the east, west, south, north and center, corresponding to the front army, left army, right army, rear army and center army respectively. The center army camp where Zhao Kuangyin was located was relatively remote and could not be directly covered by artillery for the time being.

"Boom! Boom!"

As the shells landed, the Song army camp in the south was instantly submerged in the sound of explosions.

The deafening sound echoed in the night sky, as if it was the roar of the gods.

The shock wave generated by the explosion caused the tents and facilities in the camp to collapse instantly. The soldiers were frightened by this sudden disaster and fled in all directions.

Flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire night sky and exposing the chaos and panic of the Song army.

The bombardment of the Song camp was in full swing.

The Song army camp was plunged into unprecedented chaos, and the soldiers woke up from their dreams, only to find themselves in a sea of ​​fire and smoke. They panicked and ran around like headless flies, trying to escape from this horrible hell.

"The Wu army is coming, quickly assemble the troops!"

Some generals shouted at the top of their lungs, but they could not suppress the fear and panic in the hearts of the soldiers.

"Run! Wu's army is using firearms!"

The soldiers told each other, their fear evident in their expressions, as if the artillery fire was the angry thunder god, ready to devour them all.

The Song army soldiers were terrified and felt that this was a nightmare from which they could not escape.

They dressed hastily, not even taking time to organize their equipment, and fled in panic.

The southern camp, serving as the right army of the Song army, was now completely caught in the bombardment of artillery fire. Outside the camp, there were 20,000 Wu troops waiting like hungry tigers to reap the fruits of victory in this battle.

"Wake up! Wu's army is bombarding us! Run!"

Shouts of terror rang out in the military camp. The soldiers had long lost their former order and discipline and were only thinking about how to escape from this place of death as quickly as possible.

In the darkness of the night, the fire from the burning camp illuminated the terrified faces of the soldiers.

They trampled on each other and pushed each other, hoping to find a way out. However, the defense of the camp had already been damaged by the artillery fire.

Generals Jin Hui and Chai Songyun led 20,000 infantrymen and poured into the southern camp of the Song army and launched an attack.

The shelling gradually stopped, but Wu Jun's harvest war had just begun.

The northern camp of the Song army, where the left wing army was stationed, was also in crisis. The fence of the camp exploded with the roar of gunpowder, and the fortifications were torn apart in an instant like paper, and could no longer stop the fierce offensive of the Wu army.

At this moment, 10,000 cavalrymen of the Wu army appeared quietly like ghosts. They were wearing iron armor, holding spears, and their eyes were flashing with cold murderous intent.

The iron cavalry moved forward and rolled like waves, carrying with them an extremely sharp and powerful murderous aura, like a hurricane from the sky, making people tremble in their hearts.

The sound of thundering hooves surged up, as if the gods were beating drums to cheer, and the earth trembled under this shocking force.

The Wu army's cavalry broke through the camp and the Song army was unable to resist. They swept through the northern camp like a whirlwind, and wherever they went, the Song soldiers fled. The northern camp fell into chaos and panic in an instant, and the soldiers fled everywhere, trying to escape this horrible killing field.

However, the Wu cavalry followed closely behind them, beheading the Song soldiers one by one. The blood dyed the ground red, and the wailing and crying intertwined, forming a horrible scene.

At the same time, behind the Song army camp, a more elite force was quietly moving. These were the 3,000 special forces of the Wu army, led by Jing Hong himself. Like ghosts in the dark night, they quietly sneaked into the western rear army camp.

This is where the Song army's baggage troops are stationed. It has everything from food, fodder, weapons, and supplies. It is the lifeline for the Song army to survive. The special forces led by Jing Hong came here to destroy this lifeline.

Killing Song soldiers was important, but it was not their main task. Their real target was the mountains of food and supplies.

These special forces are agile, their movements are quick, and they kill without any delay.

"Puff puff!"

After a series of silent attacks, the Song army soldiers fell down like harvested straw, and corpses were everywhere.

Under the swift attack of the special forces, the Song army's rear camp soon fell into chaos. Jing Hong led a small team and rushed directly to the grain and grass warehouse. They quickly found the location of the grain and grass supplies, and lit torches without hesitation, turning the Song army's grain and grass warehouse into a sea of ​​fire.

The flames burned fiercely, lighting up the night sky and the cold and determined faces of the special forces. They knew that this fire not only burned the supplies of the Song army, but also burned the morale and hope of the Song army.

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In the central army camp, Zhao Kuangyin was in a deep sleep, but was suddenly awakened by the deafening sounds of fighting and artillery fire. He sat up suddenly, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, and he quickly put on his armor and strode out of the tent.

"What happened?" he asked in a deep voice, revealing an unquestionable majesty.

Dang Jin, as the commander of the imperial guards, was anxiously waiting outside. Seeing Zhao Kuangyin appear, he hurried forward and reported: "Your Majesty, the Wu army attacked the camp! The situation in the southern camp is the most serious and has already fallen. There are also sounds of fighting in the northern camp. The situation is not optimistic."

As soon as the words fell, the two of them looked into the distance at the same time. In the direction of the rear army's baggage camp, a bright flame shot up into the sky, illuminating the night sky and Zhao Kuangyin's increasingly solemn face.

"Oh no! That's where our army's food and fodder are!" Zhao Kuangyin recognized the source of the fire at a glance, and a bad feeling suddenly surged in his heart. He knew very well that food and fodder were the lifeblood of the army, and once destroyed, the consequences would be disastrous.

Dang Jin also realized the seriousness of the situation. He frowned and continued, "Sir, it seems that the Wu army is launching an all-out attack tonight. The north, south, and rear camps have all been attacked. Only the vanguard camp has not shown any signs of an attack."

In fact, outside the front army camp, Su Chen was leading his elite troops to watch. However, Su Chen did not choose to attack, but chose to wait and see, because although a strong attack could win, it would inevitably result in losses, and once the surroundings fell into chaos, not only would the Song army be affected, but even the Wu army might be caught in a tangle.

Therefore, Su Chen was waiting for the signal of the Song army's large-scale retreat. Once the Song army began to retreat, it would be the best time for him to seize the opportunity and pursue them.

"Your Majesty, the northern and southern camps and the rear camps are all in danger. The chaos is so rampant that it is difficult for our army to organize an effective counterattack. If we continue to fight like this, I am afraid the situation will become increasingly unfavorable. Your Majesty, please give the order to retreat as soon as possible!"

Gao Huaide hurried to Zhao Kuangyin's side with a worried look on his face. He was concerned about the emperor's safety, so he gave him direct advice.

Dang Jin followed closely behind, nodded and said: "General Gao is right, Your Majesty. The situation is critical now, we should retreat as soon as possible to protect the safety of the central army and the vanguard army. Otherwise, once the Wu army attacks in full force, the consequences will be disastrous!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Kuangyin frowned and looked deeply at the battlefield where flames were shooting into the sky and the sounds of fighting were deafening. Although he was extremely unwilling in his heart, he also knew that the current situation did not allow him to hesitate any longer.

Zhao Kuangyin was about to issue an order, but suddenly stopped. He shook his head, his eyes flashing with determination: "No, it is dark at the moment. If we rashly order a withdrawal, it may cause greater chaos. The intact central and front armies will also be in danger, and the feeling of defeat will spread quickly to every soldier like a plague. Therefore, we must not give up so easily!"

He took a deep breath and continued to analyze, "The scale of the Wu army's attack on our camp must be limited. Our Song Dynasty Imperial Army is a fierce army that has experienced hundreds of battles. Even if we encounter a surprise attack, the captains, duyuhou and generals can quickly calm down and organize an effective counterattack. We will never abandon our camp easily, let alone retreat in chaos. In such a chaotic battle, it will be difficult for the Wu army to completely wipe out our camp in a short period of time."

At this point, Zhao Kuangyin's tone became more resolute: "Pass the order down, the central army and the front army stay where they are, maintain high alert, and be ready to fight at any time. The various troops are not allowed to support each other, so as not to disrupt the formation. All the imperial guards who have escaped from outside are to gather outside the camp and wait for the opportunity to counterattack. It is strictly forbidden to enter the camp during the chaos to prevent the enemy from taking the opportunity to sneak in."

He paused, and with a sharp gaze, he scanned the generals present: "We must wait until daybreak. Then we will be able to distinguish between the enemy and ourselves, see the terrain clearly, and then retreat effectively. Remember, a true warrior will never flee in the darkness, but will fight the enemy at dawn!"

Zhao Kuangyin's words were like a shot of adrenaline, instantly stabilizing the emotions of the generals present. At this critical moment, Zhao Kuangyin showed his rich experience and calm mind as a military general. He did not immediately order a retreat, but instead gave important instructions to hold on.