This attack did not hurt a single Song Bing, which made A Shu very upset.

"Master, don't blame the cannonmakers anymore. This cannon is enough to be proud of just using it to destroy the city wall!" Could it be that Ali Hague was so righteous?

"The Fan Zheng of Fancheng is quite knowledgeable. He realized the weakness of Huihui Cannon so quickly!" Liu Zheng is a very 'subtle' person, and he likes to indirectly satirize people.

That means you don’t even see this at all. The reflex cannon is used to adjust the angle, so it takes a lot of time, so the range of attacks is fixed for each reflex.

"The power of this cannon is beyond your imagination!" Ali Hague began to find the venue from this angle.

A Shu felt that the guard of the Song army was really a person with strong adaptability and found a solution so quickly.

In fact, how did Fan Tianshun come up with it? It was Song Chen who told him. During the conversation with Fan Tianshun, Song Chen intentionally or unintentionally suggested that the other party might have mastered an unprecedented catapult. The content of the conversation certainly involves coping methods.

Fan Tianshun was a little annoyed. Song Chen's method was not the root cause. Looking at the city wall that was constantly destroyed by huge rocks, his heart was bleeding.

Finally, after hitting more than a dozen huge rocks, the Mongolian coach issued another order, specifically shooting the section of the city wall on the city gate, with the firepower concentrated in one place.

"This is very difficult!" Alao Wading said it directly regardless of Yi Simayin's hint.

"You did not reject this proposal, it proved that there is still a hint of feasibility!" A Shu was not an unreasonable commander. As a general, he could not give orders to his subordinates that he could not complete.

"According to experience, to destroy such a thick section of the city wall, at least twenty huge rock cannons are needed!" Alao Wading pointed out bluntly.

"I'm going to see the results today!" A Shu also understood that a good commander would not indulge his subordinates and let him lead him along the nose.

"Then we need the tolerance of the Grand Marshal." A Lao Wading said a word that everyone was a little curious about. They were from the Western Regions and spoke very awkward Chinese and made jokes from time to time.

"Tolerance?" A Shu asked curiously.

"That is, if we debug and attack the city walls in a specific area, the accuracy rate will be greatly reduced," Yi Simayin began to answer. This opportunity to show his face cannot be snatched by Alao Wading. "We used to hit the target twenty shots, eighteen shots before, but if we were at a specific location, we might only hit the target with ten shots."

"And it takes multiple debugging to achieve this effect!" A Lao Wading said what Yi Sima Yin didn't want to say.

Yi Sima slandered her insults and no one thought you were mute if you didn't speak.

"Okay, you all have received my coach's 'tolerance', let's start taking action!" A Shu waved his hand and signaled them to take action.

The huge stone throwers below began to move again, and the gunners were adjusting their direction. When Fan Tianshun saw all this, he felt like a mirror in his heart, knowing that these stone throwers were concentrating on attacking one place again.

Other soldiers were so happy that they had such precious breathing time, but Fan Tianshun could swallow the pain in his stomach.

Think about it if there is a big gap in the city wall, then they will be finished.

Fan Tianshun was also complaining, knowing that Fancheng was attacked, why did Xiangyang not send reinforcements? Do you really think that his five thousand people could withstand the attack of tens of thousands of Mongolian soldiers like wolves and tigers?

People did not come, and supplies did not come.

What he didn't know was that the battle was fierce on the Han River, and the several iron chains blocking the river could not stop the attack of the Mongolian navy.

A team of navy troops quietly arrived on the shore and solved the garrison guarding the iron chain at lightning speed. The first iron chain was solved, and then the second one.

Dozens of new Mongolian warships went down the Yanjiang River, and the Song army warships crowded for more than ten miles were not full. Faced with the fierce Mongolian marshals, most of them surrendered without fighting. Except for the two combat soldiers who fought back with a tough counterattack, they all surrendered without a single arrow.

The traffic connection between Xiangyang and Fancheng was cut off in this very short period of time, and the Han River was completely in the hands of the Mongolians.

The news soon reached Fan Tianshun, so angry that he almost vomited blood. My mother, Lu Wenhuan, Song Chen didn't know that he had reminded you many times, so he should also pay attention to the defense of the Han River. Iron chains are not omnipotent. Immortal, such a good situation has been paid by Lu Wenhuan, you, a common man.

Even Niu Fu's bad temper reminds Fan Tianshun to pay attention to his words. He has ears across the wall. After all, Lu Wenhuan is still our general, so he can't say that.

"Okay, this city can be brought down!" A Shu received a battle report, and the connection between Xiangyang and Fancheng had been cut off. This was good news. He immediately circulated the battle report. The first one he gave was Ali Hague, and Liu Zheng was at the end, which made Liu Zheng very upset, because he was a Han Chinese. He had endured this difference for a long time.

Lu Wenhuan was filled with feelings when he saw the entire Song army surrendering. He had been very confident in blocking the Mongolian fleet with iron chain tactics.

He did not take Song Chen's warning seriously at all. It took only one hour for the Mongolian navy to collapse in an instant, the indestructible line of defense he had always believed.

He did not think that the surrendered soldiers were so shameful. One person had only one life. Although the two soldiers who were still fighting were brave, they were still too stupid. They could not change the results of the battle, so why did they let themselves die?

The traffic connection with Fancheng was cut off like this. Now Fancheng has become an isolated city, and it will be a matter of time before it is broken. In that case, Xiangyang will lose its support. What will happen then?

Song Chen saw it, through the monocular telescope, and the Mongolian soldiers suddenly appeared on the court's navy with great swagger. They surrendered so quickly, and even a decent battle did not happen.

This is really a shame!

"It's my boss, if I don't let me go to Fancheng, I can always do my best!" Monk Li was eager to try.

"Yes, Chenzi!" Qiu Yingying also joined in the fun, and she still sounded like a grandma as usual.

"Are you all stupid? The traffic is broken, are you flying over?" This is the truth. The two of them subconsciously thought that Song Chen could do anything.

"But maybe we can really fly over!" Song Chen looked at the sky with a deep look and said with great meaning.

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The Tartars' stone throwing machine was powerful and continuously shot. Even if the walls of Fancheng were strong, they could not withstand such continuous attacks.
Chapter completed!