On the surface, the excavation work has been completed, but in fact, the most important part of the excavation work is in full swing, and the last 100 meters are also the most difficult to work.

Fortunately, Zhang Shun had already thought of what to prepare, so everything was still going well. Shortly after lunch, Gao Xu came to report to him, "Third brother, it has been prepared, all the explosive bags are buried in the designated location, and the leads are also prepared. Should we start attacking at night?" Since meeting Alitai, Zhang Shun promoted Gao Xu to command the battle alone. He was still very at ease with Gao Xu's work, so he was willing to give him the opportunity to train.

Zhang Shun looked up at the sky, "Don't attack at night, they must think we will act at night, but we chose to teach them a lesson in broad daylight. Let everyone be prepared and retreat to safety, ignite the fuse after an hour, and then the team members retreat into a safe hiding place. I have already told you all these, just do as I arranged before. The most important thing is to pay attention to safety. We have spent so much time and energy to reduce casualties, so unnecessary casualties must be minimized."

When Gao Xu heard this, he laughed at first, "Third brother, don't say it. This time, we have killed about seven or eight hundred Tartars from last night to now, and there are less than ten of us who have suffered casualties. This is because they did not make the wooden boards as you said. It is rare for us to lose such a few people in this siege battle. I'm afraid even Grandpa Yue doesn't have such ability."

"Get out!" Zhang Shun cursed with a smile, "You kid don't have to flatter me here. Can we compare with Grandpa Yue? But this time I have experience. In the future, when I encounter such a city, it will be easier. Also, tell everyone what I mean, and I must keep that Bayantule for me. I have to cut him alive with my own hands. Only their blood can pay tribute to our brothers' spirits in heaven."

Gao Xu turned around and looked at the city. At this time, the sun was shining brightly, and the heads were waving with the wind. His face muscles immediately twitched, looking like a ferocious demon possessed in an instant. "Don't worry, third brother, brothers have been prepared! This time, I will definitely make a good show for Brother Monkey and the others to see. They didn't go far, they were all on our death flag. Today, I will use the blood of the Tartars to pay tribute to their heroes." Before he finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly blew, blowing the death flag behind Zhang Shun, as if it was corresponding to Gao Xu's words.

Zhang Shun looked back at Daqi, then nodded gently, "Go and kill them all!"

Time passed bit by bit. Some people felt that every breath passed very slowly, but some people felt that it was very fast. For example, in Jixian City, when 10,000 troops arrived under the city wall, they still had to do a lot of things. They set up a tent and re-prepared the bed. After all, they had to sleep here at night, and they had to be prepared for what to do, once the enemy crawled out of the ground, so many things to do, making them feel that time passed quickly, and an hour had passed in a short while.

Gao Xu was always looking at the sky. Finally, when the time came, he immediately ordered everyone who had already prepared, "Everyone entered the designated position, listen to my trumpet. As long as my trumpet sounds, ignite the lead, and then quickly withdraw. Remember to be smart, don't be killed by your own things at this time, we still have to keep a useful body to kill the Tartars." As he said that, he had already pulled out a yellow-orange bronze trumpet from his arms and gestured in front of everyone. This is naturally the military trumpet that everyone is very familiar with later generations.

The bugle was indeed not a product of China. It should have been invented and used by the Romans first. They used this thing as a war drum. Later, the Yuan army appeared in Europe and easily defeated almost the entire Europa continent. Naturally, they would not let go of the things in the hands of these people. This kind of yellow and orange game should look like gold at first glance, so this thing was also snatched back.

However, the Yuan people soon discovered that this thing had no practical value, but it could be used as an ornament.

When Zhang Shun attacked the Yuan Army Dock in Longweizhou, he got a lot of such things and immediately recognized this. Others seemed to have no use value, but in Zhang Shun's eyes, it was a good thing.

As a new era young man born under the Red Flag, Zhang Shun was fascinated by this thing. In the past, when we watched war movies, we would win as soon as our army blew the charge, we had already fallen into our minds. Later, after working in the film industry and filming some military-themed film and television dramas, he naturally became more familiar with the military horn.

Our army's dependence on military signals is very serious when communication is underdeveloped, and the soldiers are accustomed to following orders. Even when communication is highly developed, they will still retain the assembly number and lights. This can also show our army's love for military signals.

Having said that after Zhang Shun saw this thing, he immediately realized that it had a very great effect on him, and it was quite practical in the current underdeveloped communication. During this period, Zhang Shun also began to promote military numbers in his army, but it was impossible for these people to remember all the complex things, so he asked everyone to remember only three, the first one was the charge, the second one, the assembly, and the third one was the action number. At this time, the military numbers were also the first time they appeared on the battlefield.

"When the charge is blowing, I hope you can rush forward without hesitation. This battle is not for ourselves, but for our brothers who have thrown their heads on the city. They are dead, but their heroic souls are immortal and are waiting for our charge, and wash all this with the blood of the Tartars. From today on, we will make all our enemies remember forever that as long as the charge is blown, we will break through everything they have. No matter whether they are a million troops in front of us or a wall of iron, they cannot withstand our hard attack!"

"Kill!" Zhou Feiyu was the first to raise his spear, and the people around him shouted with all their might. At this moment, everyone's blood was burning.
Chapter completed!