It's still the North City.

Zheng Duan came here to supervise the battle himself.

Zheng Weike fell on the cold ground with his back and gasped heavily. A military doctor beside him was busy dealing with dozens of wounds of all sizes, including arrow wounds, gunshot wounds, and scorched marks burned by fire. This guy now looks like a bloody man, like an oxygen-deficient fish, opening his mouth and sucking air constantly.

From the sun's face rising from the top of the mountain, Ding Sheng has launched three powerful assaults in a row, and Zheng Weike has made three consecutive attacks. For him, his whole body has reached its limit.

Under the city, Ding Sheng reorganized his team and organized his troops to launch an attack.

This time, he gave all his strength.

He also realized that the city was almost overwhelmed.

The final fatal blow, by this time, he had been waiting for a whole day and a half.

Zheng Duan stood on the top of the city with a knife, with blood twitching on the armor. Zheng Weike, who was lying on the ground, looked at the civilian official he had originally been for. He seemed to be more flexible than him when he started to kill people. He would never use a little more strength. Every time he cut, he would just make the other party lose its resistance.

"Get on the cannon!" Zheng Duan shouted.

In the Tibetan soldiers' cave, two heavy cannon cars were pushed out by the soldiers. The soldiers of the cannon car team who had been watching for a day and a half could not wait.

After rubber officially entered the application stage, due to production, people rarely saw this type of product, and it was basically used in the army. Cannon trucks also appeared in time.

The soldiers of the gun team quickly fixed the cannon truck, loaded medicine, loaded ammunition, and measured the distance. Then the gunman held a torch in his hand and looked at Zheng Duan, waiting for Zheng Duan to give the order. The other gun team members immediately covered their ears and squatted on the ground.

"Are you experts? I'll fire the gun at your own right, I want the greatest result!" Zheng Duan stood on the side of the gun's body and said calmly.

Cannon leader was overjoyed? This commander was very much in his appetite.

Without hesitation? He stretched the torch towards the lead.

The burning sound of sizzling.

Then? It was like a bolt from the blue. A thick smoke rose above the city. A large ball of fire spurted out from the muzzle. Zheng Weike, who was lying on the ground, couldn't help but bounced a few times. He felt that all the wounds that had just been bandaged had cracked again, and the pain was unbearable. He couldn't help but scream.

Zheng Duan, who was confident, only felt the buzzing sound in his ears? In an instant, he felt that the noisy battlefield suddenly became quiet? In the smoke, the lips of the people on both sides opened and closed, but he could not hear anything.

Zheng Duan tried hard to calm down his heart, and no longer looked at the horrified faces of the soldiers around him. He tried his best to make himself in the posture of everything under control, and took a step forward? Holding his hands on the battlements? Open his eyes wide and look down.

The sound of the cannon cart roaring and firing the cannon came again in his ears? This time, Zheng Duan immediately moved several steps to the side, and blocked his ears with both hands.

There was another loud bang, and the city walls trembled again.

Under the city, Ding's troops were already in full swing under the attack of two consecutive flowering bullets. The center point where the shells landed, people within a range of more than meter were swept away.

The broken limbs and broken arms were flying around, and what was even more terrifying were those injured by shrapnel, howling, screaming, and rolling, but not dead for a moment.

Zheng Weike tried hard to get up, moved to the edge of the cannon like a zombie, staring at the black guy with wide eyes. The cannon glanced at him, a little surprised at the different skin color and hair of this guy, but when he looked at the scars on the guy's body, he was in awe.

The soldiers of these gun teams are all from Chang'an. They are no longer surprised by these yellow-haired, golden-haired, white-skinned and dark-skinned people. Compared with the locals, they are the well-informed people.

After all, the capital circle is now the core of the entire world.

As the sound of cannons in the North City sounded, two other cannons also sounded in the two directions of Dongcheng and Xicheng.

With the first cannon sound, Ding Sheng, who had been supervising the battle not far away, suddenly opened his eyes wide. He jumped up and rushed forward, looking at Jishou City standing tall in the distance.

After a day and a half fierce battle, Jishou City seemed to be dilapidated. The city gate tower had been smashed by simple stone casters outside the city. The city was filled with blue smoke everywhere, and the city walls were damaged and could be seen everywhere. It seemed that he could take the city at any time to obtain the food he wanted and other urgently needed supplies.

But the sound of cannons woke Ding Sheng up from the joy that was about to succeed.

Why did Jishou have artillery?

There shouldn't be found here.

Why is the small Jishou equipped with artillery that is extremely rare among the Tang army? Is it because Jishou is particularly important? It is definitely not.

There was only one conclusion. Tang Jun knew that he was coming here, so he specially strengthened his defense here.

After thinking about this, Ding Sheng was terrified.

"Send the whole army to retreat immediately and prepare to withdraw!" he said sternly.

"Young Marshal, if you work harder, we can take Jishou." A veteran with a breath of war wiped the blood and sweat from hissing, "Don't look at them having artillery, they are just a big noise and scary. The whole threat is not as good as their grenades! As long as they break into the dead corner of the artillery, they will be useless. We will succeed."

Ding Sheng took a deep breath and said, "What we should consider now is not the question of whether we can succeed or not, but the question of whether we can escape. Even if we take Jishou, can we take these supplies away? If we can't take the supplies away, what's the use of Jishou? Kill the people here to vent our anger?"

The veteran was stunned.

"There are no Tang army reinforcements around!"

"It's been a day and a half, and we have no contact with the outside world for a day and a half. We don't know what other arrangements the Tang army has. Don't forget their special mountain troops!" Ding Sheng swallowed: "Retreat, let's go."

When the sun sets west, the Ding tribes who came in a fierce manner left behind their temporary ladders, tower cars, and simple stone catapults, and left in panic.

Jishou, who was just in danger, was in danger in an instant.

Teams of scouts sent out. Before dark, they confirmed that these people were not making any retaliation but were away. The entire Jishou suddenly became excited.

In just one day and a half, for Jishou people, it seemed as long as they had experienced a lifetime.

"County Master, now the opponent's morale has been broken, which is a good opportunity for us to take advantage of the victory!" Zou Feng and Wang Biao looked at Zheng Duan eagerly and said. "Take the opportunity to expand the results of the battle. If you are lucky, you may be able to catch a few big shots."

"This is General Liang Hanliang's business!" Zheng Duan vetoed: "Person Zou, although you are not under the jurisdiction of the local government, you are a local garrison. You have the responsibility and obligation to put local safety first. I hope that at this time, you will not leave Jishou. Although the enemy has left, we still have many things to do next, and these cannot be separated from the assistance of the army."

Although Zou Feng was a little disappointed, he also knew that Zheng Duan was right. Moreover, without the support from the local government and the assistance of Wang Biao's Jing'an army, it would be difficult to threaten the other party with the hundreds of people under his command alone, and it would be difficult to steal chickens and lose rice. Moreover, in this day and a half battle, more than 100 people were killed or injured by his command. The Jing'an army suffered a heavier loss. Faced with the Ding tribe who was still strong, he was indeed not sure. Even if he was trying to scoop, it would be quite dangerous. What Zou Feng was fighting for was the mountain special forces under Liang Han's troops would definitely launch a strike against Ding Sheng's troops who were evacuated, and he could go fishing in the water. Since Zheng Duan did not agree, it would be fine.

"But we can encourage those miners to go." Looking at Zou Feng's disappointed face, Zheng Duan said: "This time there are still many people who have not gained enough military merits. They are very disappointed. They can go, but this time I want to live. If I catch a living person, I can get into my first household in Ji."

Wang Biao nodded and said, "Okay, I'll make arrangements right away! Those who are willing to go, give them a certificate, and weapons, and set out in teams."

The battle was over, and these miners could not return to the mining area for the time being, and it needed time to resettle. At this time, it was the safest way to inspire them to go out and work harder. As for whether these people could make merits after they went out, Zheng Duan didn't care. He really got the merits and promised to fulfill his promise. If he died, these people would save even the pensions in the Tang Dynasty without any relatives or reasons.

Overall, deep down, Zheng Duan did not recognize that these people were people of the Tang Dynasty, so he did not feel sorry for them.

Jishou, in a busy but joyful mood, began a series of aftermath work, and deep in the mountains, Ding Sheng was constantly attacked by the mountain troops to which Liang Han belonged.

Ding Sheng's troops, whose morale was disintegrating, had no choice but to escape from individuals, and finally, they had already lost their commander in an organized manner.

Because they suddenly realized that if they still followed Ding Sheng, the head coach, would be bitten by Tang Jun.

Many of these escaped Ding soldiers eventually took advantage of the miners who came out to capture the prisoners with full of longing. They used ten people as a team. They tried their best to fight for a Tang family in the jungle.

Just when Ding Sheng was still fighting with Liang Han in the jungle, the Huayuan war also had a great turn. The main force mobilized by Shi Zhuang gathered from land and water to cut off the retreat of the Ding family's main force and besieged them in Huayuan County.

It is surrounded by all sides and blooms in the middle.
Chapter completed!