Chapter 965 War should not have been at the expense of human life

The brigade stopped on the south bank of the river. It seemed that the Black Banner Army was not in a hurry to attack Liyin. After the tens of thousands of people stopped, they set up camp and set up fences and sentry towers. The soldiers of the Gao Jiajun stood on the wall of the city, and even if Yan Zeng sent someone to chop off the black flag army's head, the soldiers still couldn't be completely secure.

And the smarter of them can naturally see that the one whose head was cut off is afraid of being killed injustice, but who dares to talk nonsense? Yan Zeng sent the team of the supervision team to constantly patrol the city wall, no one dare to talk anymore.

The auxiliary soldiers have long been familiar with the construction of light trucks in the camp, and they have worked arrogantly. It took less than two days for the fence and sentry tower to be built. Looking down from the city wall, a tent was like endless hills.

Early on the third day, a warning horn sounded on the walls of Liyin. Reinforced soldiers hurriedly ran up the wall, and the archers placed the arrow pot at their feet's reach.

"I can't help it anymore."

Yan Zeng raised his eyes and watched the soldiers and horses in the black flag army camp far away murmur. He knew that the enemy in this battle would not directly send someone to negotiate. Heiqi Army going north needs a great victory to boost morale, and a great victory to declare the strength of the Heiqi Army.

So this battle is inevitable.

"The crossbow is ready!"

He turned back and commanded, and his relatives ran out to urge the soldiers who controlled the crossbow to prepare. When the war really came, many people calmed down. The real suffering is actually the time to wait for the war. The creaking roar of the rope seemed so harsh that it seemed clearer than the commander's command.

In the distance, the soldiers of the Black Flag Army have been transferred, and about 10,000 troops have left the camp to come over to the moat. The queue is neat and the battle flag is flying.

Xiahou Baichuan rode forward on a war horse. After so many years of battle, in fact, he was not as nervous and excited as before, but today his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a bit. Today's battle represents the black flag's official joining the ranks of hegemony.

"Arrange by the river and make room for the firearms camp!"

Xiahou Baichuan gave a command, then strangled the war horse.

Teams of elite soldiers marched forward, their feet seemingly shaking the ground.

"Five hundred steps ..."

Xiahou Baichuan pointed to the front and said, "Although the range of the enemy's crossbow car is slightly smaller than our artillery, they dominate and occupy a good position. Go and say to the firearm camp that the first round of volleys is best. Get rid of it. Without a crossbow, the enemy loses half of his control of the river. "

Andrew is also very excited. For so long, he has been casting firearms in the workshop. This is the first time in his life that he has directed the army to fight. When he was on the other side of the sea, he was most envious of those guys wearing straight military uniforms, one with high toes, and no one dared to provoke them in the tavern.

In his opinion, men still have to be soldiers to fully express their male demeanor.

Fang Xie transferred him back from Yunnan Road this time to let him direct the artillery battalion, first because he was most familiar with artillery, and second because he wanted to see what the artillery was still lacking. Before coming to this world, Fang Xie was definitely not a master of military affairs. Part of the experience of commanding the team came from a lot of reading and part from constant actual combat. If the memory of previous lives is most helpful to the development of the military today, it comes from games.

He is a **** player of a strategic game. He spent the endless red alert in high school. After college, he began to contact more and more games, but the outdated red alert has always been his deepest memory. Fang Xie had a stubborn habit when playing this game in previous lives, that is, he would not take the initiative to attack without accumulating enough power.

This kind of passive has both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that Fang Jie still did the same when developing the Black Flag Army, constantly accumulating military strength, and constantly developing and growing. The disadvantage is that Fang Xie always appears cautious and not decisive in his external strategies.

Fang Xie knew this, but it was difficult to change his personality.

Andrew commanded the soldiers of the artillery battalion to push the newly remodeled artillery to the front, visually stopping about 550 steps from the wall.

"Test firing, ranging!"

Andrew ordered.

An artillery shell was inserted into the leftmost artillery, and the soldiers who controlled the artillery quickly adjusted the elevation angle of the artillery. The craftsmanship of this period restricted the performance of the artillery, but in the Central Plains, the power of the artillery was far ahead this era.

Huh!

With a muffled sound, a cannonball flew towards Liyin City.

The guards on the wall did not know what the neat row of things that the other side had discharged so far was pointing and discussing. At this moment, a dark thing flew over from the array of black flags, slammed into the wall, and shells were embedded in the wall.

The soldiers of the Gao Jiajun first exclaimed, and after waiting for a while, there was no movement, and then some people laughed.

"Such a small stone has a fart!"

"It turned out to be a small stone thrower. If it fell on the wall, it would be a small pit. Even if it fell on the wall, it would smash a brick ... It's a real laugh, Heiqijun Is something for kids to play? ”

"Haha, it turns out to be a bitch's chicken-bath, it's not useful! Looking at the dark black ink is quite imposing, it turns out to be his mother's large slingshot!"

The people on the walls were all laughing, using morale to ridicule the enemy to boost their morale.

At that moment, the row of things on that side suddenly made a roar, at least one hundred and fifty watermelon-like things flew over the city wall.

"Again!"

Someone shouted, "Get a wooden board!"

"Haha!"

boom!

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

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"My dear! Save me!"

A soldier robbed of his left leg by the power of a cannonball lay lamented on the ground, mourning the ground. At this time, he would care whether the call to his mother was a shame for an adult man. He just shouted instinctively, hoping someone could help him. And no matter what time, the warmth of the mother-in-law is always the most reminiscent of.

At the broken thigh, there was a section of white bones in the **** flesh. The bones were like broken wood and burr. Blood had already stained his body red, and his pants had been soaked with blood.

The wailing sounded mad, because the fear in his heart had reached the extreme.

Before the first watermelon-sized thing hit the city wall, nothing happened, and they began to ridicule that the Weapons of the Black Banner were so weak that people didn't care. But in the next second, the huge power of the firearms let them know what is **** on earth.

Broken arms and legs, mixed with viscera and minced meat, stirred up and fell everywhere. A very young soldier curled up under the battlements holding his crossblade, his body shaking violently. He closed his eyes tightly and did not dare to look at the horrible walls. He was afraid he would see **** when he opened his eyes. Not on earth.

Snapped!

He felt a pain in his face, and reached out his hand subconsciously, so he touched a large piece of minced meat from his face, and felt sticky on his hand. This should be a large face, and you can see the hair on the skin. If you carefully identify it, it will be recognized as the skin on the forehead, the hair is the eyebrows, and there is a layer of eyelids under the eyebrows.

With a click, a **** ball fell from his hand and turned out to be an eyeball.

"what!"

The soldier shouted in fright, and kept shrinking, but where could his back rest against the wall stack? This wall stack is his biggest reliance, and here he feels a touch of security. Just before his terrified howl had fallen, a cannonball fell and was hitting a wall pile behind him.

The chaotic explosion smashed the wall stack, and the huge tearing force directly acted on the young soldier's back. He was smashed and flew out, and flew to the ground without moving. This fresh life was taken away by death in just one second, leaving only a torn body.

The leather and clothes on his back were torn, the flesh and blood of the entire back was almost wiped out, and the remaining spine bones had turned black, and those who were still strong and blistered did not know the heart. Or other internal organs. I don't know how many shattered city bricks smashed in from his back and smashed out of his chest. If he opened it, his chest injury would be as miserable as his back.

Huh!

A cannonball landed precisely on the crossbow car, and the crossbow car was blown apart with great force. The heavy crossbow with the thickness of the arm was lifted off by the impact, tossing out, and then landed on a soldier more than ten meters away. The soldier felt like he was severely struck by an iron rod on his shoulder, and then had to be grateful for his good luck. If the heavy crossbow stabbed straight, he would already be dead at this time.

"Don't be foolish standing!"

The team was reaching out to pull him: "Get down! Luck won't come twice in succession!"

His hands were only strong, and the soldier he was pulling was easily pulled by him. When the team was looking closely, they found that he was pulling a half body. An exploded transverse knife cut through the soldier's abdomen and cut it out from the back.

There was wailing on the walls, and cheers across the river.

This is war.

Cheers are always strong.

"Keep going!"

Andrew yelled excitedly: "Let the enemy taste our latest artillery power! This artillery power is already comparable to that of the Opulu Empire! Even more powerful than theirs!"

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"Cross the river!"

With Xiahou Baichuan's order, lightnovelpub.net ~ countless auxiliary soldiers began to rush forward. They wanted to pave the way for the soldiers in the shortest time, and the artillery battalion had 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 trend of war?

War can never be won at the expense of human life.

The auxiliary soldiers set up very fast. They jumped into the river, and the ropes tied to them made them feel a little more at ease. Although the river is not very urgent, no one can guarantee whether it will be washed away.

Every so often, a group of people wedged the stakes around, and then laid boards on top of them. This is a simple crossing bridge for the soldiers to cross the river as soon as possible. Later they will build a larger pontoon, because behind them are siege equipment.

In the eyes of the people of Xiahou, the fire on the city wall was reflected, and Yan Zeng ... only anger and fear in his eyes.