dawn.

The sound of cannons like muffled thunder still resounded throughout Nanjing, and the fire on the Yuhua Platform kept shining, and the roar of the shells cutting through the air was like a monster's roar.

The towering pagoda of the Great Baoen Temple, reflected in the firelight, seemed to be stained with blood.

No one fell asleep in Nanjing tonight.

The artillery bombardment started yesterday and has been slowed down due to the need for cooling, as the strongest outer layer was blown away, other heavy artillery of the Datong Army also joined the bombardment. At the concentrated bombardment, multiple shells fell every minute. This city wall that has protected the city for more than 200 years was ultimately unable to block the bombardment of the 10,000-pound cannon.

The moment of breaking the city is approaching.

"Are you all ready?"

Yang Xin shouted.

In front of him were countless soldiers waiting in line.

Things changed a little. His estimate of the Nanjing city wall was too high. Zhu Yuanzhang cut corners when he built the city wall.

It is true that the Nanjing city wall is a brick wall.

But the adhesive on the inside and outside is different.

Zhu Yuanzhang did not have so much glutinous rice to glue all the bricks with glutinous rice juice and lime. The consumption of glutinous rice was too great. This was food. He decided at the beginning of the troubled times. The food could still be saved. The outside of the city wall was indeed mixed with lime and lime to make the adhesive, but the bricks inside were glued with yellow mud. Although it was not a hard shell and soft core rammed earth wall, it was not a real pure weight. After the bricks bonded with the outer glutinous rice juice were bombarded by cannons, the ability to withstand shelling inside was limited.

Even after being hit by a shell, large pieces soon collapsed.

But this is not surprising. After all, Zhu Yuanzhang could not have thought that in more than 200 years, the city would have to bear more than 40 kilograms of reborn iron balls that would continue to impact at supersonic speeds.

What did he have at that time?

Even if the bowl gun is a cannon, it means that a trencher throws a 100-pound stone. The thing cannot be broken at all, and there is no need to be exaggerated inside. But now it makes Yang Xin a little embarrassed. After the continuous bombardment during the day, the collapse of the city wall began to intensify. After all, this is also a real giant cannon. The sixty-pound level cannon is also at the level of the country-destroying state in Europe at this time. Even the bastion cannot withstand it. In fact, twenty-four pounds is enough to attack Dutch bastion.

It is truly a stubborn man, and it is Vaubon, who has not been born at this time.

But now on the European battlefield, the Spaniards used twenty-four pounds as the most effective heavy artillery. No matter how big it is, it is indeed more effective, but it is tragic in mobility.

And this is in the sixty-pound level.

Not far behind Yang Xin, the city walls where the shells were bombarded were constantly trembling slightly, and you could even see the aroused broken bricks flying into the sky.

The shells are constantly shattering the city wall that has stood for more than two hundred years. The power of the country more than two hundred years ago was unable to resist the technological progress of more than two hundred years. In fact, most of the city walls outside had collapsed, and even formed a clear slope, but the last few meters thick were left and stood tenaciously. In the winter wilderness outside the city, the Datong Army had already begun to line up. The embankment they built up in the upstream led away the Qinhuai River. At this time, the Qinhuai River had already exposed the riverbed and was frozen firmly in the severe cold.

There is no obstacle in front of them.

They were waiting for the moment when the city wall was blown away, and similarly, the soldiers and civilians in the city were also waiting for the moment when the city wall was blown away.

"Are you ready?"

Yang Xin shouted.

"It's ready!"

The soldiers yelled.

"Are you ready to fight the enemy?

They are already sharpening their swords, their horses are already neighing, and the next moment they will rush towards this city, towards your city.

They are coming to take away the good days you just got.

So do you agree?”

Yang Xin shouted.

"Don't agree!"

The soldiers yelled.

"Then let's take the wine, let's drink it and then kill the enemy!"

Yang Xin shouted.

Then the servants brought a jar of rice wine and began to pour bowls of the soldiers.

These are the ones that block the gap next, which is basically equivalent to the suicide squad.

Zhang Mingzhen's attack was to use cannons to open the gap, and then launch a full-line attack on the three-kilometer city wall protruding forward on both sides of Jubao Gate. Without the blockage of the Qinhuai River, his soldiers could directly attack the city wall, even if they were climbing with ladders, it was enough. After all, he had an army of 50,000...

Even more.

During this period, the Taiping Prefecture, Ningguo Prefecture and even Huizhou and other places all organized regiment training to reinforce him. At this moment, his subordinates had at least 100,000 troops, including the 20,000 left-behind Datong Army who went directly from Huizhou to the north. He had an absolute advantage in military strength and could attack in the most luxurious way.

However, the strong attack on the city walls on both sides, especially the Jubao Gate, is a restraining factor, and the real key lies in breaking through the gap.

After all, you can't really break through Nanjing by relying on a ladder.

The same is true for the defensive side. At this time, the soldiers guarding the city on both sides had already climbed onto the city walls and waited behind the arrows. The elite selected from these local military households were responsible for blocking the gap and actually engaged in bloody battles.

But it's not just them themselves, Governor Yang will lead them personally.

At this moment, the city wall was bombarded by artillery shells, accompanied by a huge impact sound, and even a brick fell from it.

At this time, a trace of blood red finally appeared in the horizon.

"Brothers, do it!"

Yang Xin shouted.

Then he drank it all, then threw the bowl...

"Prepare to face the enemy, good men will wash the battlefield with passion!"

He howled.

Then he turned around and picked up his giant sword.

This thing is an enlarged version of his Shangfang Sword, but it is slightly shorter than Mo Dao, but wider and thicker than Mo Dao. The weight is not very exaggerated, it is only about 30 kilograms. After all, he is already very heavy, and if he plays too heavy, it will continue to fight. The weapon that the generals really go to the battlefield will not be too heavy. Some people can do it by wielding a 100-pound big sword, but changing a 20 kilogram will definitely fight longer. After all, no one knows when he needs to continue fighting on the battlefield.

And the soldiers behind him all drank all of them, then broke their bowls and picked up their weapons.

These are really elite.

They were not even three quarters of armor, but all their whole body armor, standing like iron cans in the first ray of morning glow at dawn. They were all burly men, and even their weapons were all Miao swords, with huge two-handed swords on their shoulders. Behind them were musketeers lined up, not clamps, but a batch of flintlock guns sent by the Beiyang Navy, but not long spears, but short flintlock guns. Each of them had three pieces hanging on their bodies, a total of three hundred musketeers. Their mission was to mingle on the battlefield to fight black guns.

Zhang Mingzhen's first wave of shock must be similar to cold weapons and infantry.

This is how you go to the city. It is impossible to let the musketeers make the first wave. This will make these black-shooters very useful.

Yang Xin stood in front, holding his giant sword in both hands.

A thousand suicide squadrons stood behind him, carrying Miao Dao with both hands on their shoulders.

On the city wall beside them, countless soldiers lined up along the female wall, holding their weapons, clamps, flintlocks, thunder guns, grenades, even light cannons, and even light cannons, and the effect is definitely very good, and there are tens of thousands of enemies. On the other side of the female wall, various artillery from the Datong Army were constantly bombarding, and heavy shells were sometimes destroyed by the female wall, and then they used broken bricks to harvest their lives, but these soldiers were still waiting silently.

The high shells kept passing over their heads, and then creating a new ruin in the city.

As for Confucius Temple...

That's already ruins.

Zhang Mingzhen's bombardment must avoid the Dabaoen Temple Tower. After all, he came to the side of the emperor and could not destroy the tower that commemorates Queen Ma in Yongle. However, this towering tower, which is a landmark building in the Ming Dynasty, just blocked the best shooting world. The city wall on the west side of Jubao Gate was too far away, so it had to be avoided as much as possible when bombarding the east side. He chose a position with the best of both worlds, but he ignored that this position was exactly in the same line as Confucius Temple.

Fortunately, the shells rarely hit that far away due to their condescending angle, but such things will still be unexpected.

Three such accidents in total.

But three times are enough. Even if the distance between this level of shells exceeds two thousand meters, it is pressureless to penetrate the Confucius Temple.

More than forty pounds.

If you bounce on the ground, you can crash into the Dacheng Hall.

In the end, three shells beat Confucius Temple to a terrible surprise.

At this moment, everyone was waiting silently, and even outside the range of shells, the new military and militia battalions were also on guard. Once the enemy broke through the defense line and poured into the city, they would vow to defend their homes to the death and bury the enemy with street fighting.

There was a sudden terrifying howl, and at the same time, broken bricks splashed on the city wall, followed by a large number of bricks collapsed directly from the top of the city wall, and even a huge gap appeared on the city wall. But almost at the same time, another shell hit. On the city wall, which had already been shaken out of a large number of cracks, suddenly shook like a wooden board blown by the strong wind...

Yang Xin looked at it quietly.

Everyone watched quietly, waiting for a new blow in the morning glow as blood.

The whistling sounded again, and then the city wall suddenly fell backwards as if it was pushed down, and then fell into pieces.

A gap more than ten feet high appeared on the city wall.

"This wall is unscientific!"

Yang Xin said with certainty.

It is obvious that there is a lack of a structure that resists longitudinal force between the two adhesives inside and outside the city walls, which eventually leads to peeling inside. If steel bars are added, this will definitely not happen. Speaking of which, in the Xiaoling Mausoleum behind him, Zhu Yuanzhang would kick him on the back if he could climb out, and he would also need steel bars. He had to use wrought iron for my weapons.

And the shelling continued.

But at the same time, the sound of drums like muffled thunder came faintly from outside.

"The enemy attacked!"
Chapter completed!