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"Report! Marshal, the Mongols have sent 100,000 troops outside the city, intending to attack Xiangyang."
Liu Mang said casually: "Then send them to see the King of Hell!"
"yes!"
On the city wall, Lao Huang looked at the dark mass of Mongolian cavalry outside the city, without any expression on his face.
"Dad... Commander, what's next?"
Guo Jing had been fighting against the Mongolian army for many years, so he couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"Get close first and then fight. In the early stages, just have the soldiers avoid the rocks."
"Oh! All right!"
Knock knock!
Outside, the sound of Mongolian army drums was deafening. Since horseback riding was not very useful in sieges, a large number of infantry had been trained long ago.
As the drums sounded, rows of infantrymen, holding round shields and scimitars, marched slowly forward in disorderly steps, followed by many ladders and catapults.
As the infantry moved, giant catapults began to hurl huge rocks doused in kerosene at the city walls.
One after another, burning boulders smashed against the city walls.
Bang!
Bang!
Huge rocks kept hitting the city walls, but due to poor accuracy, most of them fell into the moat or inside the city.
This caused many of the houses inside, which had been destroyed many times, to be smashed.
Old Huang, who was in the Jindan stage, was not afraid of these stones. He was still watching the distance of the enemy on the city wall and calculating in his mind.
Eight hundred meters...seven hundred meters...six hundred meters.
Wait until the enemy reaches the moat, starts building a bridge, and then crosses the moat.
Old Huang just gave the order.
"All forces, fire! Let Owen use all the artillery. Bombard the enemy irregularly."
After receiving Lao Huang's order, all officers immediately passed it down.
Swish!
Click!
The rebels instantly covered the city walls, and the black muzzles of their guns were aimed at the Mongolian infantry under the walls.
Bang!
Da da!
Boom!
Rifles, machine guns, and field artillery erupted in fury.
In just a few breaths, the enemy troops below fell down one after another like a wheat field blown by a strong wind.
The shells were fired at the Mongolian army's giant catapults and the cavalry formation behind them.
In just a moment, it was submerged in the sea of explosions.
"Oh no! We've fallen into a trap. Call it a day! Quick!"
The Mongolian commander shouted loudly.
Unfortunately, it was too late. Hundreds of field guns were bombarding continuously, and basically wherever people stood, there was artillery bombardment.
"It's over! We have 100,000 elite Mongolians and they are finished. What kind of firearm is this? How can it be so powerful?"
"Hurry up and leave! If the Song army's firearms can reach here, it will be troublesome..."
At this moment, dozens of artillery shells hit the general's flag.
More than a dozen Mongolian veterans who had experienced many battles were killed in an instant.
The sun sets.
On the battlefield, black smoke was everywhere, and corpses and broken limbs were everywhere.
Of course, there were still some enemy soldiers who were not completely dead and were crying and screaming heartbreakingly.
"Greetings, Marshal!"
"Greetings, Marshal!"
After the battle was over, Liu Mang led Yao Yue and Huang Rong to the city wall.
However, Yao Yue's expression was very unhappy, especially when she saw Huang Rong's smug face.
"Well! You all go and do your own things, don't worry about me."
After the soldiers left, Yao Yue said resentfully, "Husband, are you really going to give her the throne?"
"Yeah! You've asked me several times. Aren't you annoying?"
"Hmph! Don't think I don't know what you two did behind the rockery. Why should she be the emperor? I don't care and I will be the emperor too, and you have to be my queen." Yao Yue's face was full of dissatisfaction.
Only then did Liu Mang realize that the two men had actually competed privately.
"Uh! Are you sure you don't want to come with me and stay here as the queen?"
"What? You're leaving? Where are you going?" Huang Rong heard something unusual in Liu Mang's words.
"Well!"
Only then did Liu Mang realize that he had let the cat out of the bag.
"Aha! That's not the case. I can walk there!"
Just at this time, Lao Huang came with a group of officers, and the two women had to suppress their doubts.
"General, of the 100,000 enemy troops, only a few thousand escaped, and none of our troops were killed or wounded."
Since it was his first time leading a team, Lao Huang was somewhat excited.
"Yeah! It's okay!"
It's only 100,000! I've seen a lot of things, after all.
"Today is a real combat training. Let's clean up the battlefield now! Starting tomorrow, we will actively attack the Mongolian troops inside and outside. If we can kill them all, that's good. If we can't, we will force them across the river."
"Yes! Marshal!"
Liu Mang planned to drive Mongolia out of the Central Plains first, then deal with the Song Dynasty, and then attack the Qing Dynasty, recover the Central Plains as soon as possible, and then slowly deal with Western Xia and Dali.
The last step is to drive the Qing and Mongolia out of the Great Wall, and then it will be none of your business!
Find a way to kill the time traveler. If that doesn't work, wake up the Heavenly Dao and bribe it with money.
Even if it really betrayed the Way of All Worlds, it would probably be shaken in the face of the invaluable origin, right?
No, I want to take it in as my little brother, otherwise I will suffer a great loss.
But Liu Mang forgot that the Chaos Creation Art was priceless. It was the most precious treasure of the Great Heavenly Dao of All Realms.
Liu Mang took the two girls for a walk and then went back.
On the way, Huang Rong kept asking Liu Mang what he meant by leaving.
Liu Mang could only find an excuse to get away with it vaguely.
the next day.
After Lao Huang arranged the troops to attack the Mongolian army, he started large-scale military training again. Now that he has the support of the local tyrants, what is he waiting for if not to take advantage of them?
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