"His Royal Highness King Su has ordered that there are thirty catapults here, and each of them will fire two more barrel bombs."
"As you command!"
Following Zhao Hongrun's order, the Shangshui soldiers in charge of the thirty catapults became busy again.
The target of the oil barrel bombing this time was no longer just the southern wall of Luocheng, but the city itself.
According to the design drawings of the trebuchet, one inch when the basket is thrown down is equivalent to about ten feet, and two inches is equivalent to twenty feet.
Even for one of the catapults, Zhao Hongrun deliberately ordered the Shangshui sergeant in charge of the catapult to lower the calibration angle to the limit. The purpose was to warn the Sheang and Sheang tribesmen in the city: This is the catapult of our army.
The ultimate attack range of the car!
Looking at the Shang Shui soldiers who were busy again, Sima An turned his head and glanced at His Highness Prince Su next to him.
Only then did he realize that His Royal Highness Prince Su, who he thought was somewhat benevolent as a woman, was actually very straightforward and decisive in doing things. No, when he saw that the Yi and Yi tribes in Luocheng were trying to resist, they immediately made the second move.
wave offensive.
Kill decisively, this is the attitude a king should have!
Sima An secretly praised in his heart.
"Boom"
As the thirty catapults rumbled again, thirty barrels of barrel bombs filled with oil and ignited with cloth strips pierced the sky again, accurately bombing the walls of Luocheng.
One of the barrel bombs had a significantly larger arc than the other barrel bombs. It was roughly estimated that it was ejected slightly southwest of the center of Luocheng City.
Immediately, the sea of fire in Luo City became more rapid than before, and the screams were more than twice as loud as before.
Did it hit a place where civilians were taking refuge? Boom!
Zhao Hongrun frowned and raised his hand to rub his brow bones.
To be fair, it was also human life, but Zhao Hongrun was very clear about the concepts of soldiers and civilians.
Thinking back when he was attacking the Chu State, if Yuan Pingyang, who had now transformed into the Yanling Army and the Shangshui Army, had not known each other, and Zhao Hongrun thought about the overall situation, he might have actually killed all the 50,000 soldiers.
But for the common people of Chu State, even those who refused to move to Wei State and the original nobles of Chu State, Zhao Hongrun never used traps and killings to force them.
After all, in Zhao Hongrun's mind, soldiers and civilians are different.
Soldiers are professional killers. In order to protect their country, they must kill the enemy in war. Therefore, even if they are killed by the enemy one day, this can only be said to be a cycle of heaven; but civilians are different. Those who have not thought about
No matter who you want to be enemies with, they are just trying to survive in this troubled world. It would be an intolerable sin for any army to massacre them.
This is why Zhao Hongrun couldn't stand Sima An's massacre of the civilians of the Sanchuan tribe, but he could accept the latter's follow-up attack after defeating the Brown Horn tribe's army.
Now, in order to achieve the goal of forcing the Yinrong tribe to surrender in Luocheng, Zhao Hongrun ordered one of the catapults to throw a barrel of long-distance barrel bombs into the city. After guessing that the barrel bomb might have bombed innocent civilians, Zhao Hongrun
It's natural to feel guilty.
From the side, Sima An, who had been paying attention to His Royal Highness King Su, saw this and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, there is no need to blame yourself. This is the result of those Yin Rong's own decisions! ... It was they who chose to perish!"
"Having said that..." Zhao Hongrun sighed silently.
But in fact, the barrel bomb did not hit the civilian shelters inside the city walls of Luocheng, but hit the ranks of the tribal warriors of the Yi and Yi tribes who were retreating from the inside of the south city wall.
This was the idea of Rabitu, the leader of the Black Sheep tribe.
He naively thought that the range of Wei's catapults could only reach the south wall of Luocheng. Who told Zhao Hongrun just now that in order to reduce the casualties of the opponent, he just ordered his merchant navy to target the south wall of Luocheng?
What about the bombs thrown along the city wall?
Therefore, Rabitu felt that as long as the soldiers near the city wall were told to retreat a certain distance, Wei's terrifying sea of fire weapons would no longer be able to cause any harm to them.
Unexpectedly, a sudden barrel bomb hit the center of the group of tribal warriors, instantly igniting the place and swallowing more than ten tribal warriors.
I have to say that this scene is far more frightening than silently watching the strange city wall burning. After all, at this moment, looking at the dozens of tribal warriors with their bodies burning with flames, they are looking around crazily.
Running around, or rolling on the ground in pain, until he was burned into a charred corpse under the horrified gaze of the other tribe warriors.
The scorching smell coming from the shop is enough to make even the bravest tribal warriors stop and retreat unconsciously.
"(In Shen language) Hurry! Put out the fire!"
"(In Shen language) Stop! Are you crazy? This kind of fire cannot be extinguished with water!"
"(In Shen language) Back off! Back off!"
"(In Shen language) Pay attention to the people who are burning... Now that the matter is over, shoot them. Don't let them run around and continue to expand the fire."
In the face of this disaster-level fire, the tribal warriors of the Yi and Yi tribes felt their weakness. After all, what they faced was a sea of fire that even the majestic heavy rain could not extinguish. It was enough to burn their tribe.
The extinguished sea of fire.
"Bang"
Several barrels of bombs exploded in the camp of the Lun tribe of the Yi people. Although the elderly, children, and women in the tribal camp had already evacuated to the north before the war and were now hiding in the refuge in the north of the city, the tribe was still burning.
The camp still made the warriors of the Lun tribe of the Yi tribe feel a sense of sadness in their hearts.
After all, the sheepskins their tribe had accumulated and the utensils they needed for daily life had all been swallowed up by the sea of fire.
"(In Chinese) Damn it!"
One of the Tuan people from the Lun tribe gritted his teeth, turned around and ran towards the felt tent where the clan leaders were discussing matters.
When he arrived at the patriarch's felt tent, he rushed in without caring about anything else, and shouted anxiously: "Chief, it's not good, our camp has been concentrated by the Wei army's weapons, and everything is on fire!"
There was silence in the felt tent. The clan leaders subconsciously turned their heads to look at the man. When they saw that the man was not a member of their own clan, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Among them, the leader of the Lun clan of the Yi tribe stood up suddenly, opened his eyes wide, and asked in disbelief: "Everything?"
"Yes, our tents, our sheepskins, nothing can be saved..."
"What about...the sheep?"
The Sheang man from the Lun tribe showed a sad expression, swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty: "The first thing to burn was the sheepfold..."
"It's over, it's all over..." The leader of the Lun clan of the Yi tribe opened his mouth, and slumped down in the mat in despair, holding his head and talking non-stop.
You must know that in the past, the sheepskins they hoarded could be traded with the caravans of Wei and South Korea, and the sheepskins, salt, rice, wheat, tea and other things were equivalent to currency.
And the sheep are a precious resource that they, like the Yi people, rely on for their survival.
However, all of that has now been destroyed by the Wei army's fire attack. This means that the Lun tribe of the Yi tribe has become destitute. They cannot even afford the food problem for the tribesmen to spend the winter this year. If there is no food problem,
If they don't receive support from other friendly tribes, then they can only give their own tribe members, young men and women to other tribes in order to obtain food.
The Lun clan is finished...
Didn't they move the sheep to the north of the city?
How much land is there in the north of the city? It has long been overcrowded...
What a pity, Lun tribe...
The tribal chiefs present looked silently at the leader of the Lun tribe who had been severely hit.
In the history of their grassland peoples, there are many powerful tribes that quickly declined and split due to various natural disasters that caused large numbers of sheep to die. They were even forced by a certain tribe to take advantage of the situation and became slaves or vassals of the tribe.
The status of sheep in the hearts of nomadic people is equivalent to the reserve granary of the Central Plains countries, and is even more important than the latter.
Think about it, if one of the reserve granaries of Wei State catches fire, Wei State can transfer food from other places in the country. It is not a big problem. After all, Wei State is a country; and the tribes in the land of Sanchuan do not have this kind of fault tolerance.
Groups determine the prosperity and decline of a tribe.
Especially for the Yi people, even though the Yi tribe leader and the Yi tribe leader present seem to get along well, but in the case of the leader of the Lun tribe of the Yi tribe, nine out of ten Yi tribe people will use various excuses to refuse to transfer their tribe to the tribe.
He lent them his flock of sheep. After all, the Yi people still looked down on the Yi people from the bottom of their hearts.
And in this case, if other tribes of the Yi tribe do not lend a helping hand, then once winter comes, the Lun tribe will only be destroyed.
At this moment, the tent's tent was lifted up, and four middle-aged men stepped into the tent.
The middle-aged man walking in front said in a deep voice: "Tribe leaders, haven't you woke up yet? ...If the fight continues, the tribes in Luodi will only die!"
The clan leaders were shocked when they heard this and looked up, only to realize that these four people were actually Halegoh, the clan leader of the White Sheep Tribe of the Sheang Tribe, who had already been placed under house arrest by Rabitu, the clan leader of the Black Sheep Tribe.
The clan leader who is the enemy of Wei Jun.
"You... Halegoh, why are you here?" Rabitu, the leader of the Black Sheep Tribe, asked in surprise.
"It was my tribe who took advantage of the chaos and rescued the four of us." Meng Liang, the patriarch of the Meng tribe of the Yi tribe, explained calmly. Then, he turned to look at the lost chief of the Lun tribe and said regretfully: "
Old friend, I heard about the incident in your tribal camp, it was really...a disaster."
"Hehe, hehe..." The leader of the Lun tribe covered his face and smiled bitterly.
Seeing this, Halegoh, the patriarch of the Aries Tribe, sighed secretly, then looked at the patriarchs present and said seriously: "Surrender, patriarchs, before the Wei army gets angry."
Different from the previous time, this time, after the patriarchs present looked at each other, no one jumped out to object.
Seeing this, Rabitu, the leader of the Black Sheep Tribe, became very anxious and said quickly: "Childs, do you really want to surrender to the despicable Wei army? We can persevere!"
Halegoh, the leader of the Aries tribe, snorted coldly when he heard this, and said coldly: "If you have nothing, there is no point in persisting... Your tribe is not in Luodi, so naturally you don't have to worry about the losses caused by the Wei army's offensive.
"
Hearing this, all the clan leaders present changed their expressions, because they realized that the Black Sheep Tribe's tribal camp was not in Luocheng.
"I...not..."
Maybe he noticed the expressions of the clan leaders present, especially the anger and hatred of the clan clan leader of the Lun clan. The clan leader of the Black Sheep clan, Rabitu, secretly screamed something bad.
At this moment, Halegoh, the leader of the Aries tribe, raised his hand and pointed at him.
"Catch him! Use him to calm the anger of the Wei army!" (To be continued.)