Unexpectedly, the Mongolian army was so well-educated. He thought that after the panic just now, the opponent could no longer organize an effective attack in a short period of time.

Unexpectedly, in less than an hour, the group of people gathered again and immediately found the blind spot of the artillery. Walking along the mountain would have little lethality to them.

Gradually, these black soldiers appeared. The mountain could not be blocked by them now. Fortunately, Song Chen made a decision immediately. Seeing that the artillery was unable to effectively kill the Mongolian army on one side of the mountain, he stopped shooting and adjusted the shooting angle.

Everyone present at that time thought Song Chen was too crazy, and now he felt that he was right because the cannons at a good angle caused large-scale damage to the Mongolian troops rushing out of the mountain.

When Ali Hague saw that very shiny iron pipe was now under his nose, he was very happy that the other party did not have much military strength, and there were not even any fortifications there.

Haha, those iron pipes are mine. Thinking about using them to attack the city in the future, it will be invincible. Ali Hague laughed.

"Why are you still standing there? Fight with me!" The Mongolian general asked his soldiers to launch another charge.

As soon as these black soldiers emerged, there was a whistling sound. In the blink of an eye, the cannons hit, and twelve flowers bloomed on the ground, and another scene of flesh and blood flying.

At this time, it was on the front of the cannon, and there was no cover at all. After finally enjoying the "calm" for a while, this group of people encountered this hellish scene again, and many people retreated.

This time the main general was here to fight. Ali Hague ordered a firing squad composed of soldiers from Mongolian headquarters. The retreating soldiers were cut off their heads. As a last resort, the soldiers rushed forward again.

Although the artillery was very fierce, the Mongolians charged forward with desperate attempts, and piled up corpses of their robes into bunkers. The men rushed over.

The enemy in front fired four hundred steps and three hundred steps.

More than a hundred bullets were fired, and dozens of people rushing in front fell down.

"Number One again!" Ali Hague hated himself, how could he forget the Song people's No. One.

Now that these soldiers are in a breakdown, the soldiers behind him are hesitating whether to rush over. They have no obstacles in the past. In this narrow passage, they are simply human rakes.

Ali Hague had to withdraw his troops. He knew that he could not simply rely on people to pile up, and could only adopt a slower tactic after all.

The Mongolian army stretched its head and shrank back. They leaned against the side of the mountain, and Song Chen's artillery could not do anything about it.

He observed the movements of the Mongolian army at any time. It was great to have this telescope. It could be seen clearly in the situation more than ten miles away. He also saw Mongolian carriages coming over with many white bags.

What is inside? It’s not food, right? The Mongolians want to cook under his nose, but Song Chen denied the ridiculous idea of ​​this.

"Whatever it is, let's talk about it if it explodes!" Song Chen made a decision immediately.

He asked the two guns to adjust the angle and prepared to blow it up.

These carriages are so big that they can't lean against the mountain. They are living rakes. Song Chen kept observing that he would order the cannon to be fired when the carriage entered the range of the cannon.

Why are there two or not all ten guns? In fact, there is also knowledge here, because adjusting the angle of the gun will take at least 5 minutes if it is fast.

If the enemy suddenly attacks at this time, there is no time to readjust, and the enemy will have five minutes of precious time, so this is a way of insurance and of course a wise method.

Although Song Chen had never commanded the army to fight, he still had certain talents, otherwise he would not have thought so comprehensively.

As soon as the carriage reached its range and reached two miles, Song Chen ordered the launch. Although these carriages were running very fast, they must be carrying out the general's orders. It seems that they are in a hurry.

Although none of the four cannons hit, the horse was frightened. The terrifying neighing sounds came one after another, and rushed forward frantically. One hit the mountain wall and the other rolled off the cliff.

Ali Hague didn't know what was happening behind him for the time being. He was still a very observant general. After being shot so many times, he still summarized a correct rule, that is, if these cannons want to change the shooting target, they must take some time to adjust the shooting angle.

Now the Song people have shifted their target to a place two miles away. Although the things he wants have not come over, should he take this opportunity to attack? He hesitated a little, feeling that he seemed to have missed an important variable.

"The Han people said it well. If you keep it off, you will suffer from chaos!" Ali Hague finally figured it out.

The horn of attack was sounded again, and the soldiers rushed up. As soon as they came out, there was another whistling sound, and ten golden flowers bloomed on the ground.

"Damn, these Song people are so cunning. They still have ten iron pipes to deal with me!" Ali Hague cursed in fluent Wen dialect.

This time he no longer hesitated and ordered to retreat again, because he knew that there were still hundreds of No. 1 waiting for them. Although he didn't care about the life or death of the Han soldiers at all, if too many deaths, he, the general, was also responsible and he had to restrain himself.

Seeing the enemy repelling again, even these wing troops cheered. They were timid and timid in fighting, but it did not mean that they had no feelings. Who would not want their own country to win the battle?

What's more, this is a real military merit. Not only did he lift the siege of Highland No. 4, he killed many enemies. He did not see that from Highland No. 4, he had piled up many corpses of Mongolian soldiers from the corpses of Highland No. 4.

What is most gratifying is that these military achievements were made under such circumstances, and none of them died or even injured.

In contrast, Ali Hague's face looked ugly. As a Mongolian general who feared me, he often had everything he wanted and had never suffered as badly as he has today.

Even the enemy's face was clearly seen, more than a thousand people were damaged. Not to mention those injured, Liu Zheng was not as embarrassed as him last time.

Last time, he only brought 500 people to him. This time, even if he knocked down the high ground, he would make people laugh.

At this moment, a sergeant came to report, and Ali Hague said impatiently, "Tell me quickly if you have something to do, and let me go if you have nothing to do."

As a result, his face became darker. The carriages along the way were attacked by Song army artillery, and three carriages had been lost.
Chapter completed!