With his legs caught by a wooden board, Xiao En struggled several times and failed several times. He stared at the fireball above his head and suddenly laughed. However, he mustered up his courage again amid the noise and shouted for help.
Outside the river, countless people were also stunned.
Yue Pengju stared at the huge fireball that kept burning itself. He had never imagined that a military weapon that he was so familiar with could actually gain such a powerful self-worth in such a way.
Even when the flames soared into the sky, the tiger head image on the hot air balloon, which had completely swelled up and would soon disappear, seemed to be responding to Yue Pengju who looked down on him, and was also showing its fangs and claws.
In the attic of Yuancheng, Gao Jingshan, who had personally ordered the extinguishing of the fire in the southeast of the city and the non-stop movement of the artillery carts, completely lost his composure. He no longer sat there eating fish, drinking, chatting, and reading newspapers. The fish soup was overturned to the ground by him the moment the fireball rose, the official newspaper was soaked by the fish soup, and the wine was spilled. The servants were busy dealing with the remaining charcoal in the stove.
At this time, Gao Jingshan was just leaning against the window in shock, with the same expression as Gao Qingyi next to him, staring at the fireball in a daze.
There is no way, this scene is too spectacular and too bizarre.
Of course Zhang Rong also noticed the fireball, and his reaction was the most decisive - he threw down the tow rope, and without even bothering to put on his cotton-padded jacket, he jumped on his horse and galloped towards Daming City.
The fireball attracted everyone's attention, but it did not last long, and it could not pierce the increasingly thick fog to spread its light all over the battlefield. In just two quarters of an hour, the flames burned from the outer layer to the tiger's paws, and then the entire balloon twisted and swayed, and fell to the ground in the southwest direction.
Then, as if for fear of unsafe conditions, the second hot air balloon took off soon after, continuing the journey of the former and continuing to attract everyone's attention.
This is a good opportunity.
"How much time has passed?"
It was late three o'clock in the morning. As the fireball gradually disappeared from sight, Tian Shizhong, who was squatting by the river south of the city eating bread and drinking soup, looked back.
"Before the fireball started, there were 17 small ships and 8 large ships." Zhang Zigai replied without hesitation. "There were also two broken ones lying on the shore."
"So now there are probably twenty small ships and ten large ships...right?" Tian Shizhong tightly grasped the biscuit in his hand and looked at them calmly.
"Yes." Zhang Zigai answered with gritted teeth.
"Is the floating bridge ready?" Tian Shizhong asked again in a deep voice, ignoring the dense floating bridges that had already been built in front of him.
This time, Zhang Zigai did not reply.
"Then let's go!" Lieutenant General Tian stuffed the crumbed biscuit in his hand into his mouth, swallowed it in one gulp, and then stood up and said in a slightly puffy tone. "After crossing the river, you will lead the Beiwei Army to continue to rest and recuperate. You don't have to work, and you don't have to carry the board!"
Zhang Zigai nodded heavily, then stood up with the other party and bowed to say goodbye.
After Zhang Zigai left, he saw in the dim light that Tian Shizhong and one of his personal guards picked up an object that looked like a shield, but was much larger and longer than a shield, from the ground where they were sitting before. Then they carried it up with all their strength, took the lead, carefully walked onto the floating bridge, and went to the other side.
Seeing this, the surrounding soldiers, starting from the commanding officer, followed suit. Then countless soldiers waiting for orders in the front of the imperial camp and the conscripted civilians also acted together. Soon, in the dark night, a tide surged from the east bank of the river to the west bank. The Song army began to cross the river in large numbers in the southern part of Daming City, and headed towards the Jin cavalry sweep area, which was almost a death trap, that is, the narrow area south of Yuancheng.
As for what Master Tian was carrying, it was actually a thing made up of three pieces of wood, fixed with ropes and horizontal boards, and with sharpened ends.
This is one of the most common things in the army, used for setting up camp. Whenever they arrive at a place, the civilians first cut wood, then build these things, and finally dig holes in the ground and put them together to form a fortress.
These boards, which only needed to be buried in the final step of digging a hole, were piled up like mountains on the east bank of the river.
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