New Song Dynasty: My Wife is an Imperial Princess

Watching Wanyan Xie turn back to camp and pull on the reins, Ye Zhao stepped forward and stood beside Tang Qian: "That old scoundrel was so close to us just now, we should have sent him a signal arrow."

Wanyan Xie also stepped forward alone to talk to Tang Qian, naturally maintaining a safe distance from the archers on the city wall. However, how could he have imagined that while an arrow could be easily dodged, the arrows shot from the top of Guangling City were loaded with explosives. If they landed near him, they would definitely kill him instantly.

"It is said that when two armies are at war, envoys should not be killed. Since we are confident of victory, why do something that would give others cause for gossip? Defeating him fair and square on the battlefield is far more satisfying than killing him with an arrow."

Since the start of the war between the Song and Jin dynasties, Wanyan Xie had been at the forefront of plundering the Song Dynasty. For the Song Dynasty, this guy's hands were stained with the blood of the Song people, so how could he die so easily?

"Didn't he think his Jin army was invincible? Then let him see what those so-called invincible soldiers looked like when they were beaten into a pack of dogs, so that every time he thinks of this battle in the future, he will be so scared that he wets his pants."

Seeing Wanyan Xie galloping across the moat and quickly merging into the opposing camp, Tang Qian suddenly waved his hand: "Prepare for battle."

At Ye Zhao's command, the catapults on the city wall started operating. One by one, square cloth bags were placed at the throwing positions, and a local militiaman blew on a tinderbox.

At the same time, a deep horn sounded outside the city, signaling a major attack by the Jin army. Wanyan Xie also seemed to be planning to decide the outcome in one fell swoop. His army of 30,000 men drew their swords and charged forward, each one emitting a chilling howl like a wolf or tiger. Catapults and siege ladders also moved slowly toward the city wall under the cover of the army. Looking down from the city wall, the sheer force of the attack was truly frightening.

"Bang the drum."

Ye Zhao shouted again, and Zhao Yingluo, Yan Xier and Ye Qingmiao raised their drumsticks at the same time next to the three military drums on the city wall. A series of slow and steady drumbeats sounded, making everyone hold their breath. The local militiamen who were experiencing this kind of battle for the first time couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"ignition."

After waiting only a moment, Tang Qian raised his hand again, the rousing drumbeats immediately stopped, and Ye Zhao's command rang out. With the repeated orders from the messengers on the left and right, the command to attack spread throughout the entire city wall in an instant.

"throw!"

Before Ye Zhao finished speaking, a sudden sound of looms turning rang out. The Jin soldiers who were charging below the city were shocked to see dozens of square objects being thrown from the city walls. Although they didn't look like stones meant to be thrown at people, these things were still flying out from the enemy camp, so dodging them was definitely the right thing to do.

So when the cloth bag landed on the army formation, it still caused a commotion in dozens of corners. Some people, having no way to avoid it, had no choice but to raise their wooden shields to block it, thinking they would definitely be crushed to death. Unexpectedly, when the thing fell and hit the shield, it only made them bend their knees slightly and they passed it. Looking down, they found that what the Song army had thrown was just a cloth bag.

Using cloth bags to hit people? Were these Song people stupid? This thing can kill people? It's more like a joke.

Just as the Jin soldier was about to pick up the cloth bundle that had fallen to the ground and hold it above his head to mock the Song army on the city wall, the bundle suddenly emitted a dazzling light, followed by a loud bang. The dozen or so Jin soldiers who had just been huddled together studying what it was were all sent flying into the air, then crashed heavily to the ground. Some were disfigured beyond recognition, some were missing limbs, and some had holes blown in their abdomens. In the end, they all met the same fate: none of them survived.

At the same time, explosions occurred in dozens of other places, and the Jin soldiers gathered in the surrounding area were not spared. Those who were a little further away were hit by iron nails and iron pieces that flew out of the package. Those who were not dead for a moment all covered their wounds and let out screams. Those who were even further away were all stunned on the spot, looking completely at a loss and horrified.

Seeing his 30,000 troops standing still, not knowing what to do, Commander Wanyan Xie was also shocked by Tang Qian's actions. What on earth did this kid throw over that could have such power, blasting several living people away?

"These are fireworks and firecrackers invented by the Song people? Absolutely impossible!"

He considered a possibility, but immediately dismissed it. He had seen the fireworks of the Song people before; although they looked impressive, they could not possibly have such power.

Before he could figure out what kind of firearms the enemy was using, dozens of whooshing sounds came from the city wall, and countless black dots flew out and landed on the battlefield outside the moat.

Ignoring the explosions and cries of agony coming from below the city, Ye Zhao ordered the throwing to continue. He relayed the order, and a cloth bag containing iron nails and pieces of iron was placed at the throwing position. Niu Er, who was in charge of lighting the fuse, lit the fuse on the bag and shouted, "Fire!"

Perhaps it was because the surrounding noise was too chaotic, but his colleague who was operating the throwing mechanism in front of him did not react at all. Seeing the fuse burning rapidly, Niu Er was so frightened that his legs went weak and he almost sat down on the ground.

The last vestige of consciousness finally calmed Niu Er down. He kicked away the thrower who was still looking around, and rushed forward to pull the lever. With a whoosh, the cloth bag emitting blue smoke was quickly launched out.

With the crisis averted, Niu Er regained his composure and rushed over, intending to grab his colleague by the collar and punch him in the face. However, seeing his comrade who was completely stunned, he didn't bring his fist down.

It was everyone's first time on the battlefield, and everyone was incredibly nervous at times.

"Remember this: you owe me a life, and you owe everyone here a life!"

The teammate clearly realized he had almost caused a major disaster, nodding his head repeatedly in alarm. Just as the two were about to return to their posts and get back into the fight, they suddenly heard a burst of delighted laughter from the command post: "Which group threw that explosive charge? That was fucking awesome! They actually managed to get it to explode in mid-air!"

What is an airburst? Does it mean the shot missed or it didn't hit anyone? Niu Er and his teammates looked at each other for a while, completely unable to tell whether the city lord's roar was filled with joy or anger.