"call……"

The wind under the night is filled with moisture, which is the unique climate of Shu.--(The basin makes it warm and humid even in winter. The former is conducive to combat, while the latter is a little worse. When there is wind, the humidity will quickly take away the heat of the human body. The soldiers on the bamboo city tried hard to curl up in their cloaks. Fortunately, the cloak contained wool, which had excellent resistance to damp wool.

In the entire camp, except for the soldiers who used searchlights to observe the battlefield, most of them fell asleep. The bright light beam shone 100 meters away, but farther away, under the already weakened light, they could see nothing.

The people lie on the ground, like a layer of blankets, covered up a large number of corpses during the day. They moved forward carefully, with a long sword behind their backs, and two muskets on their backs.

When the searchlight turned around, the light like a tide squeezed away from the darkness, and everyone was lying there motionless. Their bodies were almost the same as the bodies left in the daytime, and there was no way to be distinguished.

During the night attack, no one brought a spear. For the Mongolians, the long flintlock rifle and the "Flying Swallow III" had a useless feeling. Both weapons cannot compete with the other's similar weapons in terms of range and power. For the Mongolians, the only hope is to rush forward, twist them together with the other party, or there is a possibility of victory.

Then maybe someone will have such a question when facing the ground and the cruel battlefield. That is whether the Mongolians are stupid. Even though they know that it is such a terrible confrontation, they still have to die in groups. (_--)

One is passionate blood, the other is courage, and the most important thing is that the enemy they faced at this moment was that because the Yangtze River was "locked across the river" by the Song Dynasty court, their supplies were insufficient. But even so, this line of defense had already made everyone sad. I could not imagine what kind of battle would be like if these guys on the other side were sufficient ammunition.

And as for the Mongolians, the people on the other side were bastards. In front of their positions, except mines, traps were everywhere. Often, when they were down, the smelly bamboo nails would penetrate the entire soles of their feet. Many Mongolian soldiers had seen people who were injured by bamboo nails, their feet were often swollen and their skin was shiny. Military doctors guessed that the bamboo nails might be poisonous, but no one could tell what poison it was.

In fact, it is sepsis. Because the blood is contaminated by feces, especially the patient feces. In fact, this is the most ruthless biological and chemical weapon in this era. According to historical records, the US military was hit by this weapon when it was in Vietnam. Although due to a variety of antibiotics and advanced medical methods, people who have this weapon will be wiped out a large piece of meat.

This is a painful thing in any era. Compared with this era, amputation is probably the only option.

The closer they got, the more searchlight columns flew over, and the closer they got, the more traps that were not destroyed. The injured Mongolian soldiers endured and said nothing. Compared with the army of the Song Dynasty, they were much tougher and more powerful.

A large group of soldiers lay down on the ground, and there was no sound except for the sound of rubbing against the corpse. A pair of black eyes stared at the bamboo city in the light. Every time they climbed closer, more joy surged in their hearts. Because the closer they got, the less threats of the other party's long-range firepower would be.

There were also some careful soldiers who discovered landmines through the searchlights of the other party while advancing. They carefully cut the strings of the mines tightly, causing these landmines to lose their vigilance.

The tall bamboo city was closer to these black eyes with sharp expressions. At this time, the magic carpet formed by Mongolian soldiers on the ground had covered about 150 meters close to the bamboo city.

"If these things are useful, they will be deadly!"

In front of me was a round brown jar, which was a common and unobtrusive thing in the Song Dynasty. But when they appeared on the battlefield, there was only one possibility that was mines. With the bright light of the searchlight, a thin tripping string appeared in front of me. Of course, scissors were more effective in dealing with this kind of thing. After being cut, the Mongolian soldiers pushed the mine aside according to their habits and planned to continue moving forward.

However, at this time he smelled a strange smell alertly, as if it was a bitter and astringent smell when a musket was shooting.

"What does it taste? Could it be..."

The worst idea immediately rose in his mind, and the Mongolian soldiers hurriedly climbed aside for a few steps and hid in a crater. At this time, his brain had already condensed due to fear. He only knew that he would hold his head tightly and curl up his body tightly.

"boom……"

A huge fireball rose into the air with a loud noise, and the nearby corpses were blown away. After the explosion, the Mongolian soldiers who had just gotten into trouble quietly poked their heads out of the crater.

"rush ahead……"

Such Mongolian roars sounded, facing the bright light of the searchlight, they were roaring mouths and bright black eyes. This was the order during the night attack. When the other party discovered it, it was when the Mongolian soldiers crawled forward.

The Mongolian soldiers who were in trouble also began to run forward quickly at this time. They were wearing only leather armor at night and ran very fast, and before running, he had already pulled out his long sword from behind.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up..."

This is the idea of ​​all the running Mongolian soldiers, because only by lifting up the bamboo ladder that was thrown nearby during the day and starting to climb the city wall can we bring the brothers behind us a chance to get closer. At this moment, what made the running Mongolian soldiers happy was that the "Flying Swallow Iii-type crossbow" shells flashed over their heads. The rate of fire of 15 rounds per minute allows high-density attacks from the beginning.

"boom……"

This is not the shell of the "Flying Swallow Iii-type crossbow" that is passing through the sky. This is a shooting of the "Big Viper" grenade launcher that explodes like a grenade in the crowd.

When almost all the people running were shorter when they heard such an explosion. Although this thing was not big, it was much more powerful than the grenades of gunpowder. With the shooting of the "Big Viper" grenade launcher on the city, more rifles and muskets also rang one after another.

This caused considerable casualties to the running Mongolians, but they all saw with joy that the shells of the "Flying Swallow Iii-type crossbow" were about to land.
Chapter completed!