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Chapter 443: Prologue

Wuda strode to the city wall and stared at the Anqing border army in the distance.

"Is it a bluffing feint attack or a real fight?" He turned around and looked at Han Zhong and asked.

"Your Majesty!" Han Zhong bent down and bowed, "This is not a feint attack. Yun Zhao is preparing to fight with us with real swords and guns."

Wuda sneered: "He is so sure?"

Han Zhong looked back at Sima Ren, "It depends on the ability of His Highness Zhong's subordinates to defend the city. Under Yun Zhao, whether it is Su Dingfang, Hu Zehua, Huo Zhenting, Zhou Guangyi, or Meng Yao Dingqiu, they are all experts in defending and attacking the city. In our eyes, the defense that we have no gaps can be taken advantage of may be full of flaws."

Sima Ren's face changed slightly and said in a cold voice: "King Yi, please rest assured. My 50,000 men under my command will let Yun Zhao return with his feathers."

Wuda looked at the two of them and smiled and said, "Well, I'm very relieved. The guards of the city are not good at defending the city. The soldiers who stayed in the city are not good at defending the city. I have to ask King Zhong Duoduo to worry about defending the city. I will allocate five thousand soldiers to come over to cooperate with the city to attack the opponent."

Sima Ren clasped his fists and said, "I will never let down what Your Majesty hope."

Han Zhong turned his head and looked at the city, reminding him: "When the attack and defense start, there will be no big loopholes in the city defense, but Your Highness Zhong must pay attention to the order of the opponent's attack plan and the configuration of the opponent's attack force. Our opponents are all long-time generals. No matter which piece there is a problem, they can quickly discover and catch it. Once they make a breakthrough at a certain point, this battle will be difficult to fight."

Sima Ren snorted. "Your Highness Wang Laoyi is worried. Yun Zhao has many generals under his command. Our Sima clan has also produced many famous generals, and it is not inferior to him."

Han Zhong smiled and said nothing.

Under the city, a row of cavalry suddenly crossed the crowd and headed straight to the city, until they stopped six or seven hundred steps away from the city. The group pointed at the city, observing the formation of troops on the city, with one man in black clothes and black armor and black horses. This eye-catching dress immediately made everyone on the city understand who this person was.

Yun Zhao Sima Ren gritted his teeth and said, "I'm so brave!"

Han Zhong looked at the proud standing hundreds of steps away without taking everyone in the city at all. However, Yuan Yunzhao was filled with emotion. Heroes came from troubled times. In ancient times, it was not easy for Yunzhao to be a lieutenant at his age, but now, this person is already a general Yunhui. He holds heavy troops in his hand and stomps his feet and will make a sound shake the world. If he sneezes, he will catch a cold in the world. Look at the other party and think about himself. He can't help but feel discouraged.

"Come here, drag several crossbows over. Go aim at Yun Zhao and shoot him to death!" Sima Ren's voice came from his ears.

A slight move in his heart, this is a solution. Yun Zhao was too arrogant. This distance has reached the range of the crossbow. If he is lucky enough to hit the target, it would be a waste of time.

The sound of the crossbow squeaking and twisting the strings sounded. The crossbow hidden behind the battlements slowly raised up and pointed the arrow with a cold light at Yun Zhao under the city. Everyone held their breath. Wuda looked at Yaldan beside him. Yaldan bit his lips tightly, and his breathing was a bit heavy, but he didn't make any noise after all. Seeing Yaldan's hand tightly twisting his clothes, Wuda couldn't help but stretch out his hand with some pity and gently held Yaldan's little hand.

A sharp whistling sound suddenly sounded above the city. Three crossbow arrows as thick as a child's arms broke out and headed straight for Yun Zhao in the distance. The range of the bed crossbow was as high as a mile, while Yun Zhao, who was six or seven hundred steps away, was in the middle of the range of the bed crossbow.

A scream came from afar, and the speed of the crossbow made everyone see only a few black lights coming down from the top of the city.

Jiang Xu shouted loudly and walked forward. The huge Mo Dao in his hand tried his best and slashed it with one knife. With a loud bang, the Mo Dao was shaken high, but the crossbow arrow was also cut into two by him, falling from the air, and two squeaks, inserted in front of his horse, and its tail was shaken.

The only one of the three crossbow arrows aimed at the target. The other two were far away from Yun Zhao. Yun Zhao didn't even blink. The dozens of personal soldiers on his body stood upright like Yun Zhao, without moving at all. On the top of the city, Wuda gasped, not only because the big man could use human power to resist the power of the crossbow, but also shocked Yun Zhao and his personal soldiers' calmness.

Yaldan beside him exhaled gently.

"Is it okay?" Yun Zhao looked at Jiang Xu and asked in a low voice.

Jiang Xu's hands were shattered with blood, but he rubbed the blood on the armor as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile: "It's okay, there's a little skin injury."

He looked up at the city, where there were many people standing there. Yun Zhao raised his horse whip and pointed to the city. The countless thunderbolt cannons behind him made a rumble sound almost the moment his horse whip was raised.

The sky suddenly darkened.

"Be careful of your Majesty!" Han Zhong exclaimed, and a group of guards rushed forward, dragging Wuda and Yardan, and quickly retreated into the city tower. On the top of the city, the soldiers exclaimed and rushed towards the Tibetan soldiers' cave or pressed their bodies tightly under the wall. Han Zhong took a few steps and leaned his body in a dead corner. Looking at the huge rocks in the sky covering the sky and covering the sun, he thought that this would not be possible with hundreds of thunderbolt cannons to produce such an effect.

With the rumbling sound, dozens of kilograms of stone bullets hit the city wall heavily and hit the walls. The entire Yanjing City's city seemed to tremble. With the loud noise, the city that was still neatly turned messy. A corner of the upper floor of the city tower was smashed, and the wood bricks fell down. Wuda, who was hiding on the bottom floor, was covered with dust. On the top of his head, dust was still falling. The entire city tower seemed to be overwhelmed and moaned in pain. The huge shaking made people unstable.

This was just a wave of attacks. Wuda couldn't help but change his color. This was the first time he saw the enemy able to concentrate such a number of thunderbolt cannons in a single attack to fire.

After one round of shooting, the city ceased again. It seemed that this round of attacks was just to revenge the arrows they had plotted against Yun Zhao just now. Wuda walked out of the city tower and watched the tall dark horse turn away, while another Meng-seen pushes the flag forward.

"Your Majesty, the opponent's attack is about to begin. Please return to the palace!" Han Zhong stepped forward and said, "Above the city, there is no eyeless sword and gun, and the opponent's firepower is extremely strong. At the beginning, I'm afraid it will be very hard to fight."

"Your Majesty, please go back to the palace. If you have a humble minister here, you will definitely not be able to cross the line!" Sima Ren also took a step forward.

Wuda nodded and waved his hand to summon a Mongolian general, "Hynes, you will lead five thousand soldiers to the city to listen to the orders of King Zhong, and you will be ready to go out of the city to attack the enemy at any time."

"After the order!" Hines saluted a military salute. Hines was the younger brother of Wuda's wife Hailing, and a famous warrior among the Mongolians.

Wuda knew very well that it would be extremely difficult to defend the city without cooperating with the soldiers defending the city against the trend, and the Sima family's army obviously did not have the courage to go out of the city to fight, so this task could only be handed over to the soldiers of the big tent to complete.

Yun Zhao and Yan Xiaoyi's cavalry were under the command of the formation, and Meng Yao's third battalion once again took on the task of first attack. As the army with the most powerful attack power of the Anqing border army, the third battalion was undisputedly obtained this task.

The Third Battalion is also the best equipped army among the Anqing border army. Every time the new weapons produced by Fengrui Weapons in Guangchang are always the first to be equipped in the Third Battalion. The troops of nearly 20,000 people in the Third Battalion, even the most ordinary soldiers, are wearing iron armor. This piece costs a considerable twenty taels of silver, which is enough to make all other soldiers envious.

Under the intensive attacks of hundreds of thunderbolt cannons and hundreds of bed crossbows, the first attack wave of the Third Battalion, led by Ding Qiu, carried the ladder, pushed the siege car, and carried the pounding wood, and advanced steadily under the city.

The teams were very scattered, and the Sima family defenders on the city still had a set of defense. Even women and children in the city could shoot arrows, and their archery tips were not bad. The dispersed team could effectively avoid the coverage of the opponent's bows and arrows.

The dense stone bombs fell on the city wall, and the entire city was trembling. The screaming crossbow swept across the city and was deeply nailed to the city tower, suppressing the soldiers on the city not daring to poke their heads out. They had never experienced such a intensive long-range strike.

Sima Yi squatted under a battlement, staring at the opponent's slowly pressing team, silently calculating the distance between the opponent and the city in his heart. Compared to the gathering of so many long-range heavy weapons outside the city, the counterattack in the city seemed pale. Yanjing City was very big. They could not judge which direction the opponent's attack was, so they could only disperse heavy long-range weapons to ensure that there was enough firepower to strike in all directions, which also caused the Anqing border army to overwhelmingly have the overwhelming firepower advantage.

"Come on, please transfer the crossbow!" Sima Yi turned around and said. Since the opponent had gathered so many heavy weapons in this direction, they must focus on the breakthrough on this section of the city wall. The thunderbolt cannon is not convenient to move, but the crossbow cannon can still be moved here.

The opponent began to speed up. Ding Qiu waved his big sword and ran angrily. Almost as they accelerated their pace, Sima Yi stood up from behind the battlements, waved his waist knife, and shouted: "Shoot, shoot!"

Numerous heads suddenly appeared on the city wall that was still empty just now. Thousands of arrows poured down from the city head and shot towards the soldiers running under the city. The screaming crossbow drew out the afterimage, shooting heavily towards the siege cars that were moving slowly and with great targets.

People running people fall from time to time, and it is almost impossible for people who are not lucky to be hit by the crossbow to leave their bodies.

There were still three hundred steps and two hundred steps. The soldiers carrying the ladder suddenly exerted force. The ladder, which seemed to be only a dozen long, was suddenly stretched out, and almost doubled its length. While running, soldiers stuck a wedge on the joints of the ladder. This was the telescopic ladder equipped by the Anqing Bianjun.

A siege car was unfortunately hit by a stone bullet shot from the top of the city. It collapsed with a loud noise. Dozens of soldiers on the car screamed and fell from a height of more than ten meters, either dead or injured, but the latecomers still did not stop and continued to run forward and continuously speed up.

With a bang, the first cloud ladder leaned heavily on the city wall, and the anchor hook at the top of the cloud ladder hooked tightly against the battlements. (To be continued...)
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