PFC Chapter 818 Give Them All
Chapter 818 Give Them All
"This battle was a head-on confrontation with the Tartars, resulting in heavy casualties: 5,130 killed and over 18,200 wounded."
Lin Feng took a deep breath, as if he had a toothache.
"How did it become like this?"
"General, in the wilderness, a head-on charge without any tricks is already considered a great victory. Look, on just three battlefields, the number of Tartar corpses and those seriously wounded and unable to escape has already reached over 15,000."
Lin Feng shook his head: "Fuck, one to three, Wang Qian didn't fight well in this battle."
Pei Qiyin advised, "General, think about it. The Tartars don't attack cities, but only want to kill and burn towns and villages. Their whereabouts are elusive and their speed is fast. It is difficult to stop them with other methods. We can only fight hard."
"Is the steel sword I made not strong enough? Is the armor not strong enough? Or is the crossbow not sharp enough? What about the warhorse? Isn't it the best?"
Lin Feng felt suffocated and wanted to vent.
Pei Qiyin urged, "General, the Tartar cavalry are not rebels. Their horse fighting ability is unparalleled in the world. I believe General Wang Qian has done his best."
Lin Feng frowned and pointed at the tall city gate of Bahrain City.
"Let the commander of the artillery battalion come over and take a look, and bombard us hard later."
Cheng Liang immediately waved his hand and asked the messenger to run and deliver the message.
Pei Qiyin reminded carefully.
"General, even if we blow open the city gate, we must be careful. This city is full of the most elite troops of the Tiezhen tribe. I'm afraid the losses will be huge."
Before Lin Feng could speak, Na Lan spoke immediately.
"Don't worry, when we capture the city, the Kuro soldiers will be at the forefront."
Lin Feng waved his hand: "Let me observe it for a while, this is not the best location."
After saying that, he saw that the commander of the artillery battalion was already standing aside, so he waved his hand and led everyone to the other side.
He needed to check all four gates of Bahrain City before he could choose the best point of attack.
In the end, Lin Feng chose the south gate of Bahrain City. The sun was shining brightly here. Not only was the light good, but the angle was also good, and the width of the gate was slightly wider than other gates.
Although the two city gates shone with a metallic luster, it was obvious that they were protected by iron plates. It was almost impossible to use a battering ram to break open such city gates.
The commander of the artillery battalion was a middle-aged man named Zu Chongcheng. He was Xi Niang's right-hand man and a skilled craftsman in making gunpowder.
He rode his horse behind Lin Feng, waiting for orders.
"How many shells are left?"
"In reply to the General, we brought a total of 300 shells this time. 76 were used in Tumer City, leaving 224."
Zu Chongcheng replied cautiously.
Lin Feng pointed to the iron gate in front.
"How many shells do you think it would take to blast open this door?"
Zu Chongcheng frowned and looked carefully at the two huge iron doors.
"General, I don't know the thickness of the iron plate. I need to test it twice before I can estimate it."
Lin Feng nodded: "And this suspension bridge cable, we need to use artillery to blow it apart."
"That's not a big deal. We'll definitely blow it apart with less than ten shots."
"Very good, go ahead and prepare it. There's no need to keep any. You can give them all to them when the time comes."
"Yes, General."
Zu Chongcheng bowed, pulled up the reins, and ran back.
Nalan asked worriedly, "Brother, what if the artillery can't open the city gate?"
Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief: "If we can't blow down the city gate, we can turn back to Tumertel City and postpone our plan for now."
Pei Qiyin nodded in agreement: "Yes, the city gates can't be opened, this city cannot be conquered, we can only go back first."
Chu Jiao said anxiously, "Boss, since we're here, we can't go back empty-handed, right?"
"I have no other idea. Can you think about it?"
"I don't have the brains for that. Just give me the order. I'll do whatever you want."
As Chu Jiao spoke, she looked at Shao Yihan.
Shao Yihan pondered for a while, then shook his head and gave up.
"This city is difficult to capture. The general is right. If the bombardment fails, there is no point in wasting time."
Chu Jiao was still a little unwilling.
"Should we just come here for a walk?"
Lin Feng smiled and said, "Perhaps, you can pull some grass back."
Everyone laughed.
Chu Jiao said angrily: "There are grasses like this everywhere. If you want to pull them out, you should come here."
Nalan didn't say anything for a long time, and then he burst out with a sentence.
"Brother, is this what it means to burn your boats?"
Lin Feng was stunned, blinked his eyes, and was speechless for a moment.
He waved his hand and asked, "Are all the departments ready?"
Chu Jiao, Shao Yihan, Tao Jinwang and others answered loudly.
"We are ready, General. Please give the order to attack the city."
Lin Feng was about to give the order when suddenly, a group of people came up from the top of the city wall, poked their heads out from between the battlements, and looked down at the city.
Someone shouted loudly: "Hey, is that General Lin Feng of the Zhenxi Army under the city?"
Lin Feng squinted his eyes and took out the telescope from the side of the saddle.
Among this group of people, he only knew Wendyhan.
Then he nodded to Cheng Liang.
Cheng Liang stepped forward a few steps and answered loudly.
"It is Lin Feng, the General of the Zhenxi Army. Who are you?"
"This is my clan, Prince Tiejun Wanyan Wuji. Please allow General Lin to speak."
Cheng Liang shouted back, "You said my general is right here."
Wanyan Wuji said in a deep voice, "Lin Feng, this city has stood for hundreds of years and has never been conquered by foreign tribes. I advise you to give up. It would be better for you to withdraw from the Tiezhen border and live in peace from now on."
Cheng Liang didn't need Lin Feng to speak, he just spoke loudly.
"Don't brag. We'll only know if we can break it after we try. We have so many people and have come all this way. How can we return empty-handed?"
Wanyan Wuji snorted coldly, "You have already taken a lot of royal property, yet you are still so greedy. If you don't leave, you will be defeated once my Tiezhen army arrives. It is hard to say whether you can return alive."
"Don't try to scare me. You guys are hiding in the city and dare not come out, yet you still have the nerve to talk big? If you don't agree, come out and fight."
"Hmph, you are so stubborn. I am doing this for your own good. Otherwise, you would have wasted your life here and would be buried in a foreign land."
"Stop talking nonsense and let me show you the methods of my Zhenxi Army. You have to clean your neck and wait."
"How dare you insult the prince? I think you have lived enough."
"I've had enough of life. Come down and take my life."
"Your grandma, do you think I wouldn't dare?"
"Your grandmother..."
Cheng Liang started to curse at the people on the city wall, spitting everywhere, very excitedly.
Lin Feng found it funny and waved his hand.
"Zu Chongcheng, start the bombardment experiment."
Zu Chongcheng, standing behind the crowd, agreed loudly, then waved his hand to have the soldiers drive the carriage forward.
This type of cannon was originally installed on warships. It is lighter and thinner than the cannon on the Zhenxi, and its range is relatively shorter.
Zu Chongcheng had already estimated the firing distance and pulled the cannon on the carriage to the designated position. A dozen soldiers began to busy themselves with supporting the carriage body.
This type of carriage was modified from an original chariot. The wood used was very strong and was perfect for use as a gun mount.
A bracket is added so that the artillery can be fired directly on the vehicle body.