"It's true, the disadvantage is that it will slow down the siege!" Ali Hague rarely carried Liu Chi without raising him.

"The progress is secondary now. As long as you can break the city, it will be fine if you are a few days late!" A Shu said very calmly, "After entering the city, slaughtering the city!"

The murderous intent among them made the soldiers present nodded and numb.

Liu Zheng, Ali Hague knew that it was not just slowing down the progress. If you want to dig a trench and move sandbags within the range of the Song people's firearm, you would have to use your life to pile it up.

Later, we talked about some detailed issues, such as the preparation of tools, who will dig and the preparation of sandbags, all of which must be arranged.

Although there were more than 200,000 troops outside the city, A Shu basically mobilized all of them, and it took half a day to prepare. This half day was enough to make Song Chen’s three hot air balloons go back and forth.

Song Chen insisted on installing two cannons on the northern city wall where there was no war, and transported two cannons to the south of Xiangyang, so that four cannons were found on both sides of the Han River.

His intention was obvious, that was to block the ships on both sides of the strait, but after the cannons were set up, the ships had already set aside the range of the cannons.

"Ship Lu, you should have sent troops!" Song Chen set up four precious cannons on both sides of the Yanjiang River, where there was no war. Of course, it was not idle, but was preparing to break the blockade between the two cities.

"The artillery really has that great power?" Lu Wenhuan asked. He was displeased because all of this was arranged by Song Chen, and he, the head coach, did not play much role in such matters.

"Lu Shuai has seen it himself, so you have to believe in his judgment!" Song Chen explained patiently, but he said in his heart that Lu Wenhuan is really troublesome. I have set up all the cannons, but you said you can't fight.

"The ships in the water are moving targets. Is there a great chance of hitting them?" Lu Wenhuan finally asked about the point. In fact, hundreds of warships gathered upstream and downstream.

As long as they transport troops to support Fancheng, these ships rushed over desperately, and their small boats would be unable to withstand the power.

"You see that they have retreated three miles away. As long as they are a hundred small boats, one small boat transports twenty people, and transports these two thousand people over, it is a victory!" Song Chen said without comment. In fact, he himself knew that four cannons really wanted to stop more than one hundred fast-moving ships, which was really unrealistic, but he wanted to bet.

As long as the fortune is passed, it will be a victory. There are now two thousand people in Fancheng, and the Mongolians are desperate for their lives when fighting. Now there are more opportunities.

Dozens of people slowly knocked the city gates in the river through winches, and as soon as they opened the ships, they swam forward quickly. This situation must not escape the eyes of the Mongolians.

As the head coach of the Mongolian naval army, he had already expected such a scene. The Song people's artillery was very powerful, and the order he received was to be ruthless.

Even if they wanted to support Fancheng, they would ask them to support them, and they were not as far as the range of the artillery, but he was unwilling to accept that he could clearly block them tightly, so why did he watch these happen?

All these soldiers came out and were on standby at any time. With just one order, they could go over and crush them.

No, it’s impossible to have these Song people so easy. Just send ten ships over. Not one hundred ships were seized last time, but this number was still affordable, and it was still time to do so.

He ordered that ten ships rushed forward like arrows off the string. The soldiers who were rowing to the middle saw the Mongolians moving. At this speed, he would come down before he even reached the other side, and he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

The cannons on both sides were turning and aimed at the invading ship. Song Chen had chosen the best gunners of these four cannons. This time, they were moving targets in the distance.

Song Chen himself was also a skilled gunner. After calculating the target's movement speed, the trajectory of the shells, and the delay time, Song Chen ordered the cannon to be ignited.

The shells were very fast, drifting through the sky, and huge waves splashed in the river. They fell less than ten feet away from the target, but failed.

The other side also launched, but it was also not hit.

"Don't panic, now set up ten people to row, ten people prepare to shoot!" Zheng Huchen also stood up during this operation and said to everyone that the same losses were being made by these hundred ships.

That is, one thousand to go to Terminator One, even those big ships have to consider it, and these people are not easy to mess with.

Song Chen hit the second shot and was beaten!

The left string of a ship was hitting the hull, and the speed suddenly slowed down. The ship was in the water and the ship was ruined.

A burst of cheers broke out from the other side of the river. The military men in Fancheng admired Song Chen very much, and this was not the case in Xiangyang.

Song Chen also knew that this time was just luck, and it would be very good to hit. These ships were at full speed and it was difficult to hit these moving targets.

Of course they would not completely expect four artillery guns to block such a vast river surface.

There are also many small boats on the Han River. They don’t have to go to the other side, but they are responsible for blocking Mongolian ships.

There are a number of people here. Thanks to the existence of the cableway, these weapons are continuously transported here. Now Xiangyang has sufficient weapons and ammunition.

As soon as the opponent's ship entered the range, thousands of poles One shot at the same time. Even if the Mongolians hide in the cabin, it is quite miserable. You should know that one shot represents a big hole on the ship.

Unfortunately, even so, Mongolian ships are still driving normally.

"Song Chen, your artillery is OK?" Lu Wenhuan hit the enemy ship when he saw the first artillery, and thought he had a sure win, but he couldn't hit the next few shots.

Song Chen originally expected that the artillery could shock Mongolian ships, but there was no shadow. Now the more than one hundred small boats are about to enter their attack range.

At that time, he simply killed more than 2,000 people. These were all his soldiers of Lu Wenhuan, and he felt sorry for him.

At this time, Song Chen didn't say anything. He did say something big. Doing so wouldn't it be that Lu Wenhuan, the turtle, sent troops out to reinforce Fancheng, and if he didn't blow up the prospects better, this guy would definitely continue to shrink.

This time, Song Chen calmed down and carefully analyzed the speed of the enemy ship, turned right and left, ignited the lead, and the shells shot out angrily, hitting the deck of the largest enemy ship. Most of the front was destroyed, and suddenly the ship began to spin on the spot, as if drunk.

The ship next to him saw this situation and immediately changed direction. This time, the Mongolian ships learned the lesson from the last time. Each ship was far apart, but the Han River was so wide, so it was divided into three rows, each row and four rows.
Chapter completed!