Chu Ye had become the commander of the Northern Legion not because he was outstanding, but because he had enough seniority.
Secondly, he appeared to be boorish and bold on the surface, often cursing his father and mother, and cursing the heavens, the earth, and the air. However, he was cautious and humble on the inside.
When he saw Zhi Li today, his knees seemed to have no bones. He knelt down at the slightest provocation, swearing loyalty to His Highness.
When he saw Turingtuo tomorrow, he seemed to have no bones in his waist. He kept calling him Old Marshal, Old General, and saying that he was always a soldier under His Highness.
How shameless was he? Chu Ye was born in a traditional noble family and had been in the Northern Legion for a long time. It was only during the attack on the Yelan Principality that he led a division to support Turingtuo, and the war was already over before he could reach the Yelan Principality.
When did you ever stay in Duke Turingtuo's tent?
But only someone like him could walk between Turingtuo and Zhi Li and hold the position of commander of the Northern Legion steadily for so many years.
In terms of fighting ability, Chu Ye only had two characteristics. He was thick-skinned, black-hearted, and cautious!
This did not mean that he was very careful, but that he was steady and fought according to the textbooks.
This person was neither knowledgeable nor inexperienced.
However, it was this person who saw the hundreds of cannons on the south bank firing together and the troops crossing the river falling like harvested wheat.
His heart skipped a beat, as though it was going to stop.
Then, his entire body turned cold, and his back broke out in cold sweat.
"Big trouble, big trouble …" Count Chu Ye kept muttering to himself, "I hope this thing doesn't hit too far, otherwise …"
Now, he was not only thinking about his side of the battlefield, but the entire occupation, especially Zhi Li's central army.
His first thought was to immediately send someone to inform Zhi Li to be careful of Søren's new weapon.
Soon, he realized that he was overthinking. His side had already started fighting, and Zhi Li's central army must have started fighting as well.
Standing on high ground, he saw that the first row of troops crossing the river were almost all dead.
Those who were hit by the tiny pellets were still fine, they only lost their lives. Those who were hit by the chain bullets were in a terrible state. Their entire bodies were sliced in half.
The first batch of troops crossing the river consisted of twenty thousand people. Just one round of bombardment had killed at least two to three thousand people.
The rest of the troops crossing the river were completely stunned and at a loss of what to do.
Many people didn't understand what was going on. Why was there a loud sound in front of them, and then many things came crashing down like a storm? The sky seemed to darken, and the people in front of them all died?
At this moment, Earl Chu Ye roared, "Continue crossing the river, charge over, charge over …"
Immediately, the remaining ten thousand troops came to their senses and hurriedly paddled with all their might, trying to rush across the dozens of meters of river surface and reach the position on the south bank.
However, the bombardment just now had killed countless soldiers at the front of the army crossing the river. Hundreds of bamboo rafts lost control and crashed into each other, blocking all the bamboo rafts behind them.
Two thousand bamboo rafts were crossing the river at the same time. It was too crowded.
Earl Chu Ye immediately ordered, "Cover the army crossing the river!"
"Launch the catapult."
"Fire the giant ballista."
"Archers, fire!"
Chu Ye's army tried to cover the Søren position with dense long-range attacks to cover the army crossing the river.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh …"
Hundreds of stone bullets flew across hundreds of meters of river surface and smashed towards the Suo Clan's position on the south bank.
In the absence of the city walls, the power of these stone bullets was amazing.
However, the accuracy of the catapult was too shocking. It was completely based on luck.
The momentum was amazing, but the casualties were limited.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh …"
Then, the sky seemed to suddenly darken.
Thousands of giant ballistas were fired, and tens of thousands of archers fired in unison.
The arrows were like raindrops, slamming into Søren's position on the south bank.
However …
The lethality was still minimal, because Søren's army was in the crisscrossing trenches, and all the cannons were in the bunkers and pillboxes.
When the arrows rained down, the soldiers in the trenches at most raised their shields and blocked them all.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh …"
In order to cover the army crossing the river, tens of thousands of Chu Ye's soldiers kept firing arrows.
Countless arrows smashed down like a rainstorm.
In a short period of time, the entire position on the south bank was like a hedgehog, covered with countless arrows.
However, seven minutes later!
The hundreds of cannons in Søren's position on the south bank were already ready for the second round of bombardment.
And Count Chu Ye's more than 10,000 troops were closing in on a few dozen meters of distance.
This time, Yan Nair ordered all of them to change to grapeshot bullets.
She gave the order!
"Fire!"
"Boom, boom, boom, boom …"
Hundreds of cannons, once again burst into flames and made a loud noise!
Then, an even more crazy and terrifying rainstorm smashed down.
Then …
There was the sound of rain hitting the beach!
Count Chu Ye closed his eyes in pain, not daring to look at it at all.
Because this time, the casualties were greater than the first round of bombardment.
This time, all the grapeshot bullets were used. In the dozens of kilograms of shells, there were more than hundreds of steel balls.
And because the formation was messed up, more than 10,000 troops were crowded together, scrambling to try to be the first to land on the south bank.
In the end …
After a rain of steel balls, countless soldiers on the bamboo rafts were directly emptied.
Countless corpses fell into the water and were washed away by the raging river.
The originally muddy water of the raging river was actually stained with blood.
The first batch of 20,000 troops to cross the river was directly reduced by nearly half after two rounds of bombardment.
And the remaining half were wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves, their souls scattered.
Chu Ye's face was trembling, and his entire body was trembling.
Should he continue to charge forward with the remaining 10,000 troops? That was no different from sending them to their deaths.
But if they retreated just like that, how much of a blow would it be to their morale?
And at this moment …
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh …"
In Søren's position on the south bank, tens of thousands of soldiers in the trenches were drawing their bows and shooting arrows.
A rain of arrows, one after another, smashed down on the surface of the river.
It had to be said that although tens of thousands of soldiers shooting arrows at the same time was very dense, its lethality was far inferior to the grapeshot bullets of the cannons.
After all, Søren's soldiers were standing in the trenches facing the projectiles in the air, so the hit rate was indeed very low.
And the cannons were aimed at the crowd and fired fiercely. Countless bullets pounced over like a huge net, and there was no way to dodge them.
Although the accuracy of the projectiles was very low, the troops crossing the river on the bamboo rafts still continuously fell into the river.
The remaining 10,000 troops crossing the river were even more flustered. They did not know whether to retreat or to continue forward.
"Sound the gongs, retreat!" Count Chu Ye said painfully.
Immediately, there was a shout from the back of the army.
The rest of the troops who were crossing the river desperately turned their oars and fled towards the north bank.
But …
They had just paddled halfway.
The third round of bombardment was already ready.
"Boom, boom, boom …"
Countless bullets once again smashed down like a rainstorm.
Because the distance was slightly further, the lethality was slightly lower, but there were still countless soldiers who were shot and directly killed!
Following that, Søren's rain of arrows came again and again.
In the end, the troops that survived the disaster fled back to the north bank in a sorry state. Of the 20,000 troops, only a mere 5,000 people returned.
The remaining 15,000 people had already been buried in the raging river.
Count Chu Ye felt his head go dizzy.
The death of 15,000 people was not much for an army of 250,000. It was less than 10%.
But …
It had only been less than two hours since the start of the battle.
A mere 200 meters of raging river had already buried more than 10,000 lives.
More importantly, there was no hope of crossing the river with this method of fighting.
If it was arrows, they could still block them with shields. But the projectiles fired by the cannons would directly penetrate the shields and take away people's lives.
Of these 15,000 people, 5,000 were the so-called Southeast Rebel Suppression Army. There were ten thousand of them, and they were the soldiers of the Northern Legion. They were the foundation of the An Clan.
"I'll leave the credit to others. Don't blame me for being passive next," Count Chu Ye thought to himself.
Then, he suddenly ordered, "All catapults, giant ballistae, and archers, fire and annihilate the enemy on the south bank."
When these words came out, the other generals were stunned.
A civil official from the Southeast Province next to him said, "Lord Count, aren't we … crossing the river?"
Clear your mother's acupuncture point, Earl Chu Ye thought to himself.
Next …
The battle on the north bank of raging river was in full swing!
The giant ballistae, archers, and catapults of Chu Ye's army were firing wildly at the south bank.
The accuracy was very low and would not cause many casualties to Søren's army. Chu Ye knew this, but he only needed to show that he was fighting with all his might.
After all, the arrows were provided by Zhi Li and were considered free. But every soldier of the Northern Army was the foundation of the Chu family's survival. It would be a pity if even one died.
In any case, I'll just keep fighting. As for how many enemies I can eliminate, then … then I'll decide.
The battle had just started and the Suo family's southern bank defense line was already badly battered. Therefore, Count Chu Ye was prepared to slack off and be passive in the battle.
…
Count Chu Ye could play tricks, but Zhi Li could not. Neither could Turin Tuo. They had no way out.
The fierce battle at the Wind Thunder Fortress defense line started with all their might!
Facing the four-kilometer-long defense line, Zhi Li sent out more than 100,000 troops to attack the city.
His strategy was very simple, to pile on the enemy with human lives!
More than 20 infantry phalanxes advanced under the cover of the giant shield vehicles and giant siege vehicles.
The densely packed giant catapults and giant ballistae moved within 500 meters of the defense line.
"Fire … fire …"
The catapults on Zhi Li's side started firing in unison. Thousands of giant ballistae started firing in unison.
Hundreds of giant rocks smashed onto the walls of the Wind Thunder Fortress defense line. Countless giant arrows shot onto the walls.
The power was astonishing. It felt like the entire wall was trembling.
But …
The walls of the Wind Thunder Fortress defense line were more than ten meters thick. It was not something that could be smashed by mere catapults.
After the catapults and giant ballistae were fired.
Turin Tuo roared from the back of the griffin, "Army, charge! Attack the Wind Thunder Fortress defense line and kill Søren!"
Amidst the earth-shattering war drums, countless infantrymen rushed towards the Wind Thunder Fortress defense line like a tide.
Zhi Li and Turin Tuo were crazy!
They sent out 50,000 infantrymen in the first round of attack.
They actually sent out 50,000 infantrymen on a battlefield that was more than four li wide and one li long. Moreover, the second wave of 50,000 infantrymen was ready to charge out at any time to attack the fortress.
They were using human lives to pile on the enemy. How could there be a battlefield that was so densely packed?
Amidst the earth-shattering war drums, Zhi Li's army quickly entered the firing range of 500 meters!
"Fire, fire …"
Søren gave the order!
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh …"
The hundreds of catapults and countless giant ballistae on the defense line of the Wind Thunder Fortress fired wildly.
At this distance, Søren did not use cannons!
Even though the cannons could hit farther and had a higher accuracy. But each round of firing required six to seven minutes. This time was enough for Zhi Li's infantrymen to charge through the hundreds of meters and reach the bottom of the wall.
Moreover, Søren only had gunpowder now. He did not have powerful explosives. So even if he had explosive shells, the damage would be very small.
Although the destructive power of solid shells against infantrymen was not bad, it was not as good as the catapults, let alone the catapults that shot gunpowder bags.
Therefore, unless he had high explosives, Søren would never use explosive shells against infantrymen. It was too useless.
He had a clear strategy for using the hundreds of cannons, which was to wait for the enemy to get close and shoot!
…
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh …"
The hundreds of catapults at the defense line of the Wind Thunder Fortress were all shooting gunpowder bags, ranging from dozens of kilograms to hundreds of kilograms!
"Boom, boom, boom, boom …"
Hundreds of gunpowder bags smashed into the formation of Zhi Li's army, causing a series of earth-shattering explosions.
Even Zhi Li, who was a few kilometers away, could feel the ground shaking.
And every time there was an explosion, the giant ballistae and catapults around him were torn apart like toys and thrown into the air.
As for the soldiers, it was even more shocking. They were directly blown to pieces.
Zhi Li, who was overlooking the battlefield from the griffin, saw clearly that when a giant gunpowder bag fell into the formation of infantrymen.
Even though the infantrymen had already fled in all directions.
But … after a loud explosion …
The entire formation of infantrymen seemed to have been emptied. Who knew how many people had died.
Seeing this scene, Zhi Li's face turned green!
Søren's gunpowder was too shocking!
Just now, Zhi Li's first volley of catapults and giant ballistae against the defense line of the Wind Thunder Fortress had almost no destructive power.
And Søren's projectiles had caused at least a few thousand casualties.
"Søren's gunpowder is indeed the power of the Anti- Dragon. It goes against tradition, and its power is too shocking." Zhi Li said with lingering fear, "Now I finally know how Gui Xingfu was defeated, and how Uncle Ming Wei's entire army was annihilated."
Duke Turingtuo said, "Your Highness, rest assured. A volley of catapults takes more than half an hour. During this time, our soldiers would have already rushed to the city walls. There's only one round of such a terrible bombardment. "
Zhi Li said, "When they rush to the city walls, Søren also threw kerosene, right?"
"Yes." Turingtuo said, "But the second round of attack from our catapults will also throw fish oil bombs. If they throw kerosene barrels down from the city walls, they might be burned alive. Also, we have fire-resistant shields, fire-resistant siege vehicles, and fire-resistant capes. Søren's kerosene tactics are no longer as destructive as before. "
"Go, go, go …"
The soldiers who had dodged the first round of gunpowder bombardment ran madly toward the walls of the Wind Thunder Fortress.
The distance was getting closer and closer …
Three hundred meters, two hundred meters, more than a hundred meters!
At this moment …
Søren roared, "All cannons, ready!"
"All catapults, ready!"
"Fire!"
The hundreds of cannons on the defense line of the Wind Thunder Fortress all fired!
"Boom, boom, boom, boom …"
It looked as if the entire wall suddenly spat out flames.
The soldiers on the city wall clearly felt that the entire city wall shook violently.
Then, countless metal lights flashed!
Hundreds of thousands of bullets, like the densest rainstorm, smashed toward the secret siege army.
At the same time, hundreds of catapults launched a second round.
This time, the distance was very close, only less than two hundred meters.
However, the gunpowder that was thrown out was very large.
Hundreds of gunpowder bags fell into the crowd of the siege army. After an earth-shattering explosion.
Not only were flames shot out, but there were also countless shrapnel, countless bullets, and countless lead bullets!
The most primitive cluster bombs!
At this moment, more than a million projectiles exploded on the battlefield, which was only 500,000 square meters in size, and shot out in a frenzy.
More than a million bullets flew wildly in such a narrow space!
Such a crowded battlefield was densely packed with soldiers.
Zhi Li saw it clearly in the air.
After the burst of flames, it was as if a storm of metal had suddenly swept through the narrow battlefield.
Then …
That area seemed to be empty!
Then, a cloud of blood mist suddenly rose into the air.
In an instant, Zhi Li felt a sudden chill on his back!
Then, his mind went blank!
Now, he finally knew why Zhi Li's 100,000 soldiers lost so miserably and almost all of them were destroyed!
And Tu Lingduo's body suddenly trembled, and her eyes instantly widened to the maximum!
This, perhaps, was the most terrifying massacre in the history of the Raging Wave Kingdom?
Although the previous fire attack burned more than a hundred thousand people to death in one fell swoop. But it still took a lot of time after all.
And at this moment, there was really a swoosh.
In just a moment, a metal storm suddenly smashed over.
Then, countless people died!
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