Chapter 8 Serial ()

"Hmph, I'll listen attentively." Bai Bing already knew the plan and didn't believe that Zhuo Bufan could use these old-fashioned military tactics to play any tricks.

Zhuo Bufan did not answer immediately, but asked Wu Sijian: "Brother Wu, although there are not many flowering bullets, there should be enough gunpowder, right?"

"Yes, it's easy to prepare the ejection drug, and there are more than 300 barrels, and there are still many raw materials that can be prepared at any time."

"Enough, that's done."

After clearing his throat, Zhuo Bufan finally said: "I didn't even want to delay it for a long time by relying on an empty city strategy. As long as I could delay it for a while, it would be enough. If I could rush into the city directly, would the Tartars still use 'Thunder God'?"

"Of course not. A perfect city can better sniper brigade, putting my tens of thousands of troops into a desperate situation."

"That's good. After the empty city plan completes its mission, the enemy will inevitably rush in. And, under the shooting around us, we will inevitably be in the center and prepare for the attack."

"good."

"So, if we plant a lot of gunpowder there..."

“…”

Wu Sijian and Bai Bing's eyes suddenly widened. It was that simple, but why didn't they think about it?

Zhuo Bufan smiled and looked like a master. As expected, things were as if he had guessed that although there were cannons, muskets and other firearms in this world, their performance was not very good. Especially the frequent incidents of firearms introduced by Wu Sijian, which made people feel powerful but unstable to hurt others and themselves, which hindered their thinking. When planning tactics, they naturally did not take this big killer into consideration. After all, it was just a misunderstanding in thinking, it was that simple. The old-fashioned military tactics and the finishing touch made them live.

"That's great. There are still dozens of 'jar thunder' and a lot of iron sand lead bullets in our military warehouse. They are buried together. Hahaha, it's enough for the damn Tartars to suffer," Wu Sijian shouted excitedly.

Zhuo Bufan nodded and laughed. If a person breaks through some kind of shackles, he will see a new world. Wu Sijian immediately turned the big bomb he designed into a terrible fragmented killing and disabled bomb.

Bai Bing's eyes lit up again, and he didn't feel that Zhuo Bufan's name for his novice Bai was that harsh.

"Oh, dig a hole, dig a hole, dig a hole quickly, dig a hole," Wu Sijian suddenly shouted, time is urgent.

At this moment, an officer suddenly ran up with one eye and called out: "Master General, Zhuo's army was digging and digging around the city. The officials went to stop it, but they beat him up and asked him to decide."

"Ah? Hahaha," Wu Sijian looked at Zhuo Bufan in surprise, laughing loudly, making the officer confused.

"Good you General Zhuo, okay, okay, okay, okay," Wu Sijian ordered the officer: "The entire guard battalion will be replaced with iron shovels, obey the command of General Zhuo's subordinates, and dig the pit with all their strength. If you don't do your best, come and see you!"

"ah?"

"Ah, you're so big, don't you dig it for me." As he said that, Wu Sijian kicked it, scaring the officer so much that he rushed down the city and dug the pit.

At this moment, Wu Sijian made arrangements again and again. At this time, the abilities of two real generals, Wu Sijian and Bai Bing, were reflected. Zhuo Bufan's plan had a great chance of winning, but it was not impeccable. For example, the specific allocation of troops, the guards of the inner city walls, and the response to possible emergencies, the two generals needed to quickly improve. There were more than 3,000 soldiers guarding the pass, which happened to be able to guard the important entrances of each wall in the city. Some small corridors and side doors that entered the hollow city wall were all blocked and blocked.

The ground in the city has been rested and is made of tamped with mountain soil, which makes excavation convenient.

The military warehouse was opened, and a large amount of gunpowder, lead bullets and iron sand were transported out. At the same time, the required bows and arrows were also equipped. Wu Sijian loaded several useful cannons with solid bullets and aimed them at the city. The red-clothed cannons were filled with scarce flowering bullets, and they carefully adjusted the shooting angle, which was self-evident.

The gunpowder barrels began to be placed underground under Zhuo Bufan's guidance. Each barrel was not close to each other, but was separated by a very short distance and filled with iron sand and various projectiles, so as to ensure that they could be continuously exploded to increase the buried range and cause greater damage.

However, as soon as the powder keg was set, the unique ox horn of the Tartars suddenly sounded outside the city. It was already night and the preparations were not completed yet, and the attack was about to begin.

Zhuo Bufan ran to the city again. In the distance, the large baggage carts that he acted as obstacles disappeared without a trace. More than ten huge balls that could be vaguely visible under the torch were lined up, far apart. In front of them were the Tartar cavalry that had been lined up, with tactics clearly visible at a glance but simple enough to be practical. Under the cover of cavalry cavalry, the "Thunder God" rushed up, approached the city wall and even rushed to the city gate, and the cavalry quickly retreated, and the suicide squad directly detonated this terrible guy.

Ordinary crossbows are powerless against large iron balls, and the artillery is insufficient and the ammunition is insufficient, the fire speed is slow. If you resist the "Thor", the defense side of this battle is doomed to fail.

Zhuo Bufan, Wu Sijian and others were staring at the Tartars nervously. At this time, the front team of the Tartars had already begun to move. The unique posture of the archer riding archers on the grassland was like a wolf pack waiting for an opportunity to bite, with murderous aura rushing towards him, and the seemingly stupid big ball also moved, looking silent from afar, giving people a strong sense of suffocation.

"Open the door." Zhuo Bufan felt extremely calm at this moment, and suddenly he no longer had the fear of death. Perhaps, there was a hidden factor in his soul that yearning for adventure, and this strange ancient world, the infinite possibilities brought by time travel, completely ignited the desire for adventure in his bones.

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"Open the door." Wu Sijian's tone was trembling. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he only saw his hand pressing on the hilt of the knife and veins burst out.

The towering pass, the tall city walls connect the cliffs on both sides, blocking the way out so tightly that it is not airtight. Even on the east and west sides of the inner city, there are still seemingly useless city walls next to the cliffs. It can be seen how desperate it is to pursue it without any loss. At this moment, the tall city gate tower crouched like a giant beast in the dark, bringing a heartfelt sense of powerlessness to the Tatar army moving forward slowly. Even with the sharp weapon to break the city, how much blood will it have to be thrown to take down this majestic pass that has been standing for a hundred years. In the distance behind the Tartars, a man with yellow helmet, yellow armor, hat and red tassels silently stared at the battlefield, looking at the city gate tower like a beast's head. Finally, the man waved his hand and the horn rose again behind him, with a straight and loud tone.

Suddenly, the breathing was rapid and the red-faced Tartars began to accelerate, but suddenly they saw an incredible scene.

The city gate, which seemed to be unable to be broken, opened a gap, and the light in the city shone through the door crack, which was very eye-catching.

The yellow robe outside the city shook his raised right hand and hesitated immediately.

The battlefield was still filled with strange silence, with slight horse hooves, nervous breathing between horses and people, and the attacks of sword armor. These seemed to be gone, leaving only the slow but continuous creaking sound of the huge city gate. The gradually bright light that shone seemed to be calling to welcome everyone, but there was always a strange aura of death.

The brigade of Tartar cavalry has begun to accelerate, and it will not take long to enter a full-strength impact situation that can never be recovered.

The city was quiet. At some point, all the soldiers of Dahua who were originally alert to the torch were gone. The cavalry had already entered the effective range of the artillery, but a thunder bomb was detonated in the evening. The red-clothed cannon that the Dahua army relied on to fight against the grassland cavalry was not moving at all.

Finally, the yellow robe gesture changed sharply, and the horn sounded immediately. The Tartar cavalry brigade, which had already brought speed, quickly struck and retreated directly. The same was true for the "Thor" advancing behind.

"Hu", Zhuo Bufan and Wu Sijian, who were hiding behind the bushes on the city gate, breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. At this time, the big hole digging operation in the city was not over yet. If the Tartars really rushed in, the consequences could be imagined.

It was so thrilling. Zhuo Bufan, who breathed a sigh of relief, felt the excitement that had never been before. He was in danger and took risks with his head, which was more exciting than bungee jumping.

Seeing the enemy fall into his plan, it feels very pleasant again, which is even more enjoyable than the first time I mustered up the courage to pull up the hand of the opposite sex and the other party just shyly lowered his head.

However, this is just the beginning. Tonight is destined to be a climax and exciting night. Only one party can drink Victory wine. Of course, it must be me, wow.

Zhuo Bufan looked back and was stunned for a moment. Bai Bing, who was full of white armor, was standing by the inner wall not far away. His waist was tightened by his waist, bulging in front and back, and under the reflection of the firelight, he had a different beauty.

"Xiaobai, how are you?" Zhuo Bufan asked in a low voice.

"The gunpowder has been buried and is being filled, and all the archers and shield players are in place."

"Okay, let the people on the three walls on the east and west sides rest on the spot, and the archers on the north wall prepare."

"Get orders."

Most of the shield and archers were from the Zhuo family army, so they were naturally assigned by Zhuo Bufan. The soldiers from the east and south sides who received the order sat on the ground, and their weapons were still unstoppable, but they were much more relaxed. The soldiers on the north wall all took arrows and stared at the inner city that was empty now with only the tail-sweeping people.

"Brother Zhuo, why did you let them rest?" Wu Sijian couldn't understand.

"The enemy will not attack so quickly. If I guess it is right, the Tartars will have at least a team of 10,000 people this time, and it may be more. Even if they suffer most of the losses, if they want to completely eat them, with our strength, there will be a fierce battle." As he said that, Zhuo Bufan sighed. He wished he could not die alone, but he also knew that this was impossible.

In fact, there is another reason to let these soldiers rest. These soldiers who were born as gangsters and farmermen have received any formal training. They are so alert all night and they probably can't get up. However, these soldiers have an advantage, that is, they all like bows and arrows, and don't expect short-soldiers, but they can still get through shooting skills. Why? The reason is also very simple, they are afraid of death.

"Yes, but if this is the case, the Tartars are already out of sight. Why do they leave the archers on the north wall alone on guard?"

Zhuo Bufan smiled and asked, "If you were the enemy's chief general, what would you do when you looked at this empty city plan?"
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