Chapter 1437

After saying these words, without hesitation, gray turned and went to the five-star army camp behind him. He said everything he should say. Next, it's time to see the real chapter of strength.

Gray returned without success. Yang Chendong saw all this scene. He also knew that some enemies were stubborn. If they were not given some powerful looks, they would not be obedient. "Pass the order, the artillery is aimed at me. Bang hard."

"Wang Youling, artillery preparation, bombardment." Badaojiang took the place of Yang ER and roared loudly.

After the military order was issued, Yang Er, who had already stood with the artillery battalion, laughed. Just now he was really worried that glee would succeed in persuading him to surrender. In that case, wouldn't he be a hero's useless place?

Now, when it was time for performance, he said to Lin Lun, the artillery battalion commander of the second Lengfeng Division: "battalion commander Lin, we'll see our performance next. Later, you and I will each take a gun to see who can play better?"

"OK, but Ben will win. Please don't give people a face." Lin Lun was also happy and laughed. Compared with others, he may not be the opponent of the red man around Yang Er, the sixth young master, but when it comes to the accuracy of shelling, he really won't be afraid of anyone.

"It's all based on the truth. Second brother, I'm not the one who can afford to lose. But I haven't started yet. Who knows whether to win or lose, ha ha ha." Yang Er also laughed boldly. Then he walked to a gun and took the initiative to undertake the task of the gunner.

Everything was ready. As Yang Er put a flowering bomb into the field artillery, the bombardment of Samara city officially began under a loud noise.

The sound of the cannon rumbled like thunder from heaven. It shocked people's hearts and souls with a loud noise.

With each sound, a shell roared and flew towards the wall of Samara. "Boom!" as a huge gun hole was left on the wall, the shells exploded, and countless iron sheets and steel nails waved around and fell on the surrounding Mongolian soldiers, causing bursts of wailing.

Flowering bullets are no better than solid bullets. The latter can only hit all the way. The former can indeed cause secondary damage. Without preparation, I never thought that the artillery of the five-star army could hit so far, and the power was so fierce. Only in the first round of shelling, thousands of Mongolian soldiers were recruited and fell to the ground one after another.

Two hundred guns, even if they only hurt five people, would kill a thousand enemies at that time. In fact, the power of one shot is more than these. It is accurate. One shot fell among the enemy soldiers, injuring dozens or even nearly 100 people.

The artillery continued to attack. One of the advantages of field artillery is that the cost of shells is reduced, so that they can be used more and more. The destructiveness is getting stronger and stronger, and the damage is getting bigger and bigger.

Under the continuous shelling, the tower of Samara city is like purgatory on earth. More and more Mongolian soldiers fell to the ground, more and more wounded appeared, and the morale of the army had to be more and more depressed under shelling.

Under the protection of a group of close soldiers, Youshan was pressed on the ground and couldn't move at all. In just half an hour, he witnessed the scene in which many warriors were killed by artillery. Those are skilled warriors with bows and horses!

If they were given a war horse to gallop on the grassland, even three or five Han troops would not be their opponents. But now, he died on the tower like this, which made him feel uncomfortable with chest tightness.

He can't wait like this. He should take the initiative to attack. Even if he loses the city, it's better than this kind of cowardly death. There was a voice shouting in his heart. Youshan didn't know where the strength came from. He suddenly lifted several close soldiers on his body and shouted loudly, "all the warriors go downstairs with our general. We ride on the horses and rush out. Even if we die, we will die on the road of charging."

"Yes, we should let the Han people know that we are powerful." some Mongolian soldiers who could not bear this passive waiting to die also shouted. Then the news came out that more and more Mongolian warriors ran down the city tower, found their own horses and made preparations to rush out of the city and fight a big war.

"Stop." the big account of the five-star army. Yang Chendong put down his high-power telescope and raised his right hand gently. At present, the battlefield, which was still rumbling with gunfire, soon recovered calm.

The sudden calm made some people uncomfortable. When everyone didn't know what had happened, the originally closed gate of Samara suddenly opened from the inside, and then a large number of Mongolian cavalry poured out. They didn't even wait to assemble the formation, so they shouted and rushed to the five-star army camp five miles away.

It was Yang Chendong's keen discovery that there were no Mongolian soldiers on the city floor, so he stopped the shelling. Now it seems that a batch of shells were saved. Only the Mongolian soldiers wanted to attack themselves with cavalry. They had to pay the price of bleeding for their contempt for people.

"Sixth young master, the new Second Army asks for war."

"King, the first division of Belarus asks for war."

Shebie and ahuli came out with fists on the left and right sides respectively.

After glancing at them, Yang Chendong fell in the middle of the eyes of Xiao Feng, the former second division commander of Lengfeng, and said, "this battle is over to Lengfeng. Don't let people down."

"Yes, please don't worry," said Xiao Feng with a smile. Then he looked at shebie and ahuli with provocative eyes. Then he rode forward and came to the cold front second division who had already arranged the formation and prepared for the attack.

"The sixth young master has an order, and then it's time for us to show. Remember, hit hard. This is a live shooting target, and the results should be registered again." without any encouragement, just a record of the results made all the cold front soldiers look very serious.

Leng Feng's treatment is the best in the whole five-star army, and it is a respected existence. But at the same time, because its quota is limited, if you want to hold this position and not be coveted, you need to perform better. Battlefield assessment is one of the important standards.

Well done, it's not difficult for soldiers to be promoted to officers. There are also examples of officers demoted to soldiers.

It's time to be serious. All the soldiers carefully check their equipment. After doing all this, the Mongolian cavalry opposite also rushed to a mile. At this time, you Shan, who rushed to the camp, smiled a little more.

Originally, he was ready to die and to be shelled by the Han people after he left the city. In that case, his cavalry will be in chaos. After all, the horses are very afraid of the loud noise of artillery.

There were ten or two warriors who thought they could rush to the front at the sound of shelling, but they didn't expect that no one would stop them. Is it because the Han army is afraid? If he had known this, he would have no need to defend the city at the beginning and directly lead the army to rush out. In this way, thousands of brothers who died in the city would be a great fighting force.

He sighed that he still looked up to general Youshan of the Han army. At this time, he just wanted to lead the army to rush into the Han camp and start their crazy slaughter. Therefore, he constantly destroys the war horse under his crotch. The speed is faster and faster, and he is closer and closer to the camp put in sandbags by the second division of Lengfeng.

"Three hundred steps, shoot." standing beside a group of soldiers, Xiao Feng took a 95 style and shouted loudly. After that, he took the lead in pointing the muzzle of the gun at the Mongolian cavalry general Youshan who was coming.

The so-called soldier to soldier and general to general, Xiao Feng's goal this time is to be good.

With the sound of the gun, the bullet came out quickly and shot straight at Youshan who was waving a knife.

Without knowing that the danger was approaching, Youshan was still waving a big knife and making an attack. He felt that his body sank, like something got into his body, and then his strength began to pass quickly.

After running forward for more than ten meters with inertia, his strength was finally exhausted at this moment. His whole hands were unable to control the horse rope. After shaking for a while, he fell off the horse's back.

One shot hit the heart, and it was happy for those who were good to die.

Just like the Han people facing the invasion of foreign nationalities, the Mongols have general Ge, who knows the time and things or is afraid of death, and general Youshan, who would rather die than surrender. This is human nature. It is precisely because everyone's human nature is different that we have created such a colorful society.

Hundreds of Mongolian cavalry fell down with you Shan. They were all hit by high-speed bullets and fell one by one.

And this scene is just the beginning. As more and more Mongolian cavalry rushed forward, more and more people died on the road of charging, became the dead under the gun and went to see the eternal life of their faith.

The gunfire still continued, and I didn't know that several waves of bullets were fired continuously. When the battlefield was full of war horses without owners, the Mongolian cavalry rushed behind them were finally afraid.

A person's courage is limited. When the scene of death appears in front of themselves, they may be able to hold on for a while, but they must not be afraid. When seeing countless companions die on the horse and no one can rush to the first 50 meters of the Han Army, the feeling of no hope filled their whole body. At this moment, the fear of being forcibly suppressed also continued to emerge. Eventually became a sign of collapse.

"The generals are dead. We can't rush through. Let's go." I don't know who took the lead in shouting, and then a group of Mongolian cavalry instinctively wanted to drive their horses around. But it was at this time that the shelling stopped for a while and began again, but this time they shelled not the city tower, but their retreat.