Liu Mingzhi leisurely knelt down in front of the Chinese military tent and started playing chess with Song Qing on the chessboard, as if he didn't take the Battle of Chongzhou to heart at all.
On the contrary, Song Qing was not very interested in playing chess. From time to time, he glanced at the city gate with a slight frown. Apparently he was still worried about the condition of the city gate and was not thinking about the chess game.
The condition of the city gate is almost the same as what Liu Mingzhi told Song Qingyan just now. After all, Liu Mingzhi has already deduced the possible battle situation in Chongzhou in his mind.
Without 100% certainty, Young Master Liu would never calm down and play Go with Song Qing on the battlefield.
Wo Chitai led more than 30,000 Turkic cavalry who had survived the artillery bombardment and charged out from the east and south city gates of Chongzhou. Fan Hu, the artillery deputy general under Jiang Lei, accurately seized the opportunity to fire.
The city gate opening is only so large. The cavalry and horses are already tall, so the position they occupy is naturally crowded. Although the charging speed is faster, tens of thousands of people want to rush out of the two city gates without spending a lot of time.
It's simply impossible.
Before half of the cavalry led by Wo Chitai and his deputy Zal had time to leave the city for a frontal charge, they were hit head-on by the dragon's shells at the city gate.
Brick dust was flying on the city gate, mixed with the smoke and dust blown up by artillery shells on the ground, blocking the view of the Turks' charge.
In just half a day, the East City Gate was blasted with holes by cannonballs. The land outside the city gate was even more criss-crossed with ravines and corpses. Looking at it cursorily, it was impossible to estimate the size of the small and large bodies outside the city gate.
How many corpses of Turks and war horses were dumped in the place.
"Lieutenant General Fan, the barrel has reached its limit and cannot be fired any more. Any more shots may explode."
Fan Hu stared closely at the Turkic cavalry filing out of the city gate. He was obviously red-eyed and subconsciously looked towards the north gate.
"Quickly, lead the brothers to the North City Gate and West City Gate to mobilize the artillery there. Once the Turks rush out of the city and attack, the threat from our artillery will be minimized. Go quickly!"
Fan Hu's deputy looked helplessly at the Turks who had accelerated towards the outside of the city, and held Fan Hu's shoulders with slight force.
"Vice General Fan, it's too late. The Turks are all cavalry and they are too fast. It will be too late by the time we move the artillery over. Let the sword and shield soldiers step forward to cover."
"The last general has the courage to say, don't be greedy for credit! The Turks still have tens of thousands of cavalry, and we can't kill them all with our artillery alone. Don't forget the commander's words, fight together, fight together!"
Fan Hu turned to look at his deputy, his eyes regained a trace of clarity, and he nodded tangledly.
"Command the flag bearer to inform the light cavalry, infantry sword and shield soldiers, archers, and cavalry musketry battalion brothers to launch an encirclement against the Turks."
"The general will get the order!"
At the corners of the east and north city walls, Bai Shanguan and General Qiu, the generals of the Flying Bear Guard, looked outside the city gate at the heavy casualties suffered by the Turks before they even came into close contact with the dragon enemy, and sighed with throbbing hearts.
stand up.
General Qiu hammered the wall tiles hard: "They were not allowed to leave the city, they were not allowed to leave the city, but they insisted on going their own way. There is no use regretting it now. A rough estimate is that at least about 5,000 people were injured!"
"The city gate is so big. If a cannon hits it, the center will bloom. No matter how fast the horse is, it can't be faster than the speed of the cannonball explosion!"
"Even if the cavalry is so fast, our infantry are wearing heavy armor, just to give the dragon a living performance in battle."
Bai Shanguan looked at the large dragon soldiers and horses outside the city who were encircling the Turkic cavalry with a sad expression.
"Perhaps King Zhen and Marshal Yeruha are all wrong. We have been trapped in a well-crafted conspiracy from the beginning."
"Dalong's generals have tried every means to gather our forces together from the beginning."
"They were defeated steadily by dividing their forces. After joining forces, we had more troops but suffered heavy losses. This was a conspiracy carefully prepared by General Dalong, just to concentrate our forces to catch turtles in a jar."
General Qiu and the others looked at each other and fell silent. The word "catching turtles in a urn" was inappropriate to describe them, but Officer Baishan's words made their hearts tremble.
Yes, why do you divide your forces to defeat the dragon one by one? After joining forces, you will have more soldiers and a wider area. After capturing their city and occupying a favorable location, you will suffer heavy casualties.
Artillery, Dalong's enemy had not used so many artillery before.
Is it true that as the general said, our side has fallen into Dalong's carefully crafted conspiracy from the beginning, and has fallen into their trap step by step.
"General Qiu, how many scouts do we have?"
"More than one hundred and forty scout brothers!"
"Send them all out. No matter what, we must inform the two commanders about the situation in Chongzhou. It is wrong to defend the city. This is a trap. Let them withdraw from the city immediately after receiving the information. Dalong's purpose is
They wanted to surround us in the city and use their artillery to suppress us, but we were fooled!"
"Go quickly, we must pass the news to the commander-in-chief and the others."
"The general has received the order, and the general will go immediately!"
General Qiu ran towards the bottom of the city wall without hesitation, and the sound of a charge suddenly sounded outside the city.
Bai Shanguan and others subconsciously looked towards the outside of the city, watching the light cavalry making circuitous movements outside and gradually shrinking the encirclement, the heavy armored cavalry waving their horses and running through them, and the sword and shield soldiers covering the archers on the side and gradually moving towards both sides of the Turks.
Seeing the approaching scene, Bai Shanguan suddenly had an idea in his mind.
The Turks are finished.
With such close cooperation, relying solely on the Turkic light cavalry had no chance of winning, and it would only be a matter of time before they were all killed.
No matter how powerful the Turks are in cavalry and archery, the cavalry on the opposite side is still useless.
The light cavalry of the Western Regions plus the invincible heavy armored cavalry under Liu Mingzhi's command, as well as the infantry on the side, made it impossible for the Turks to charge out unless they had wings.
Especially when there is a huge disparity in military strength.
Wo Chitai and Zha Le still had more than 30,000 soldiers under their command. On the other hand, the enemy troops outside the city far exceeded 100,000 troops.
I'm afraid it's useless even if the Soldier Saint is alive.
"General, don't we really go out of the city to deal with the Turks? They are our allies after all. Seeing them being killed alive by the dragon's soldiers and horses makes the general feel uncomfortable!"
Bai Shanguan's joints holding on to the city wall had turned white, and he looked towards the north city gate, watching the cannon barrels shining coldly in the sun at the city gate opening and slamming the city bricks.
"This general also wants to help them, but how can I help them? Look at the artillery pointed at the city gate. They are obviously preventing us from leaving the city to respond to them!"
"Tens of thousands of cavalrymen behind the artillery positions are staring at us eagerly. Once we are wrapped up in them, we are afraid that our entire army will be wiped out before the Turkic allies."
"There are enemy troops everywhere at the city gates. The Turks can't get out even if they have war horses. How can we get out on two legs?"
"The entire Chongzhou is surrounded by Dalong soldiers and horses. We must either fight to the death or surrender. These are the only two ways to go."
In front of the military tent in Dalong Camp, Liu Mingzhi clapped his hands and threw the chess pieces in his hands into the flag box, looking sadly at Song Qing opposite.
"Come on, it's been almost a day, and you haven't won a single game in thirteen games. I have no intention of abusing you!"
Song Qing frowned and put down the chess pieces in his hands, looking at the mysterious formations on the chessboard and looking up at Young Master Liu.
"What kind of game is this?"
Liu Mingzhi stood up, stretched and looked towards the battlefield where the front lines were gradually shrinking outside the city. He smiled faintly at the shadowy figures on the city wall.