lethal arsenal

Chapter 88
"Normally speaking, there are two types of cave attack warfare. One is to dig tunnels into the city, and the other is to destroy the city wall."

"However, I used the method of luring the soldiers, let their troops come out and wipe them out one by one, or seize the opportunity to break into the city gate in one fell swoop!"

On the top of the mountain, Ma Xinyi squatted on a tall granite rock, with a single-lens telescope in his hand, he kept scanning the situation in Shucheng opposite.

This time, the rendezvous between Linhuai Army and Shanziying was surprisingly smooth.

There are no moths in the middle.

As soon as the armies of the two sides gathered together, there would be a large area of ​​black standing on the top of the mountain.

The nearly 2000 people under Lao Ma's command almost caught up with two-thirds of the Linhuai Army.

It's just that most of them are new tricks.

The other part is the Taiping soldiers who have disrupted the establishment. In the past, the British king handed over to Lan Chengchun the group of men who were trained. These people are actually considered hidden dangers.

Those who can really follow Ma Xinyi and make friends with each other are the four hundred or so copycat brothers, who are diehards.

As the saying goes, people send out murderous intentions, and the world is turned upside down.

The sun in the sky quickly hid behind the clouds obediently, as if it didn't want to see the blood-flowing land waiting for a while.

"Yuanjue, do you know what is the most important thing to defend the city?"

Ma Xinyi tested Lin Dong's knowledge.

Lin Dong is a modern person, a serious college student, who has nothing to study this?
He immediately shook his head.

Ma Xinyi showed such a look on his face and said: "The city gate is more expensive than expensive, and it is expensive to open but not expensive to close! It sounds like a fallacy, but in fact it is true. In Diaoyu City, there were less than 2 soldiers alone in the Song Dynasty, and they were able to defend the Mongols. Tens of thousands of troops, one guard for 26 years, wasting a Mongke Khan to death, relying on these few secrets."

"In addition, in the Tang Dynasty, during the Battle of Huaiyang, Zhang Xun once released 500 people as a death squad at night, hung baskets down the city wall, attacked the rebels at night, and killed the enemy for ten miles."

"Most cities, if they lose their ability to fight back, are not far from being breached."

"And our current Shucheng is a city with a very strong counterattack force. Zhu Fengkui knows that we are going to fight Shucheng. This is a public matter. No way, they are watching us with binoculars now! But he absolutely doesn't know that we can't afford it more than him..."

"I dug a hole outside the city and pretended to blow up the city wall. He will definitely not be able to bear it and take the initiative to attack."

The corner of Ma Xinyi's mouth curled slightly, and he said confidently.

Lin Dong's face first showed a coordinated expression of "Fuck, you are so awesome", then he thought about it himself, and asked, "Then big brother, can't we just bombard his mother's city gate with red cannons?"

Ma Xinyi looked slightly surprised and said: "Have you never tried a red cannon before? That's right, I guess Uncle Ni didn't teach these questions."

Fearing that Lin Dong would be embarrassed, Ma Xinyi took the initiative to find an excuse for him.

After a long while, Ma Xinyi continued to preach: "The red-clothed cannon has a maximum firing range of 2.5 kilometers, but only the one hanging on the city wall of Guangzhou Mansion, which weighs more than one ton and weighs almost two tons, has such power. The longest firing range of the rest is within 1.5 kilometers."

"However, most of the red-clothed cannons have a precision strike range of no more than 500 meters, and very few can reach 700 meters. The archers on the city wall have a big bow, and before the muzzle of the cannon below has time to aim at the city gate, the artillery team will suffer casualties. This is just one of them."

"The second is that the cannonballs fired by the red cannons are all parabolic. This is a saying spread by Frangji, which means that the shells fired are curved. The gates of the city are often opened inward. Except for a few ancient capitals, the general city gates are not large, especially in places like Shucheng."

"It's impossible to aim at all, and even if you aim, you can't get in."

"The shells bombard the city wall, and the effect is even less meaningful. More often, the shells exist as a deterrent on the battlefield. Of course, the defenders can rely on the topography of the city wall to maximize the power of the shells."'
"So, we can't use shells to bombard them. The only way to take advantage of them is to trick them out."

……

Ma Xinyi broke it apart bit by bit and told Lin Dong.

Lin Dong listened very carefully, nodding his head from time to time in response.

Someone needs to praise it, no, besides, Ma Xinyi is really good.

Of course, what Lin Dong didn't know was that Ma Xinyi was actually talking to him to relieve the pressure in his heart and give him confidence.

If you lose this battle, you will be full of calculations and will be in vain.

"Ma Xinyi, you must not be defeated!"

The old horse warned himself deep in his heart.

……

"Playing the bright card?"

Chen Desheng touched the tiger's whiskers on his chin, and stared at the two protruding figures on the hill observing the enemy's situation.

Then, his eyes turned to those teams of soldiers who were called out by Ma Xinyi alone.

After a long while, he sighed and said, "I can't see through him."

"Master Chen?"

Wu Youwei clasped his fists at this time. Although he only said one title, the meaning was very clear. In the barracks, the generals under the command of the same general can often guess each other's thoughts by looking at each other.

"Ma Xinyi, since he can be valued by the commander in chief, I think he must have his strengths. Not everyone is like Zeng Guofan when he leads troops to fight. He can be defeated repeatedly. He only needs to lose once this time. From now on, he will always be trampled under our feet."

"Of course, if he wins, I'm willing to beg him to be a superior and put Shucheng's burden on me. The commander-in-chief is not worried. I am worried. If Shucheng is easily broken, the imperial court will not be restored three times by the Taiping army."

Chen Desheng said slowly.

Then, Chen Desheng glanced at Wu Youwei again, and said, "Ma Xinyi must be able to be favored by Zuo Gong, the commander-in-chief, and the King of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom one after another. He must have the ability to fight hard."

"Pass on my military order, no matter what he arranges, as long as the Shenji Battalion is not sent to the enemy's guns, all of you battalion generals have to follow suit, understand?"

The last snarl sounded a little harsh and inhumane.

"promise."

Wu Youwei shouted.

……

The horns whimpered, the shouts resounded on the hillside, the armor hit the armor, the soles of the shoes stepped on the ground, the barracks lined up, all kinds of voices gathered at the top of the hill.

At this moment, the sun went down, and the sky and the earth were dim.

From a distance, the setting sun seems to be falling into a pool of blood.

"Is this going to attack the city now?"

Zhu Fengkui, an iron-footed Buddha, carries a pair of octagonal purple gold on his back, watching the movement on the hillside on one side of the city wall with a telescope.

The soldiers hiding in the mountains have already started to move.

At sunset, it was not a good time to attack.

"What kind of conspiracy is the opposing coach using?"

Zhu Fengkui thought for a while and didn't quite understand, his brows were furrowed, and then relaxed again.

No matter how powerful the enemy is, he will eventually be chopped into pieces by his Modao team.

Compared with the army of five thousand people in the city, he believed more in his fifty or sixty brothers who caught Modao.

"Whoosh!"

A cold and sharp sound pierced the sky.

Wu Youwei held a huge ox horn bow, stretched the bow to the full moon, aimed at a small black spot on the city wall, and shot an arrow.

He never imagined that this arrow could accomplish meritorious service.

However, it is also good to use it to kill the opponent's spirit. Besides, it is also Ma Xinyi's request to anger the opponent's general.

"General, be careful."

A warrior next to the iron-footed Buddha was about to pull out his waist knife and split the arrows, but unexpectedly, the iron-footed Buddha raised a hand to stop his subordinates.

"Let me see the power of their arrows."

Iron Foot Buddha said arrogantly.

With a big hand, he went straight to the murderous arrow.

It turned out that there was a Fenghuo Hun iron arm on his right arm. Hun iron is pure iron that has been repeatedly polished. The whole iron arm is cast from a large piece of Hun iron.

Spread from the forearm, wrapping around the five fingers.

The metal glowed with a faint cold light, like a large piece of silver that had experienced wind erosion.

click.

Sharp iron arrowheads, with sparks scratched from the arrowheads.

Wu Youwei shot an arrow with all his strength, but it didn't cause any damage.

Zhu Fengkui didn't take half a step back, the arrow had already been folded in his palm.

A small bamboo tube is tied to the arrow.

Open it up and take a look.

Inside was a piece of letterhead, and the content on it made Zhu Fengkui raise his eyebrows involuntarily.

"Should the arrogant captives be lenient?"

It was only a few words in one line, but Zhu Fengkui crushed the letter paper to pieces.

The background of this word was originally created in the Song Dynasty by the prefect of Gyeongju who made great contributions to the court. It means that he used the emperor's kindness to influence the invading Xixia army. It is used here, especially the provocative Mocha above.

It seems to be issuing an ultimatum, to surrender or not to surrender?

If you surrender, you can still be influenced by the grace of the Holy One. If you don't surrender, don't say it's unpredictable!Fuck you!

Zhu Fengkui, who often copied Buddhist scriptures and read some classics, was a rare figure among the generals of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom who could understand the essence of these few words.

It was precisely because of this that he seemed particularly annoyed.

"General, do you want to go out and kill their prestige?"

The guard next to him asked intimately.

Zhu Fengkui waved his big hand violently, "Don't worry, we'll talk about it tonight."

The moon was dark and the wind was high and the murderous night was high. Although the sky was dim and yellow, it was still possible to see it. It was not a good time.

"In ancient times, there was a general who defended the city. Zhang Zhongcheng (Zhang Xun) retreated ten li overnight. Today, I will follow suit."

Zhu Fengkui thought so in his heart.

(End of this chapter)