Chapter 257: When the City Was Broken, He Died on the Battlefield (Part 1)

The huge explosion was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, blasting on the walls of the Nanyue capital.

After the explosion, smoke and flames filled the air.

Even though they had been prepared before, the Nanyue soldiers guarding the city were still frightened, not to mention the civilians who were forcibly conscripted to guard the city. They huddled in the corners and shivered, their legs trembling.

Because the Yi people's leaders had made a prediction in advance, the walls of the Nanyue capital were reinforced, which led to the first round of artillery bombardment of the Shenji Camp outside the city not achieving the expected results.

In addition to blowing up the sandbags piled up on the aisles of the city walls for soldiers' protection and killing some of the city guards who had lost their composure, the Shenji Camp had no other gains in this round of artillery bombardment.

After the first round of bombardment, the leader of the Yi people, Markel, stood up from the sandbag where he was hiding, patting the dust on his head and shouting loudly: "The bombardment of the enemy outside the city usually does not last too long;"

"There should be at least a cup of tea between each round of bombardment. What we warriors who defend the city have to do is to use all the weapons in our hands to kill the enemy who climbed the city during this cup of tea!"

Then, Markel ordered the Yi soldiers under his command to pay attention to the Yi soldiers on the copper cannon positions on the city wall. When the enemy infantry outside the city began to attack the city, they should immediately ignite the fuse of the copper cannon and bombard the enemy infantry attacking the city.

As Markel expected, after the first round of bombardment, the soldiers of the Shenji Camp outside the city hurriedly cleaned the gun barrel with a "mop" soaked in vinegar to achieve the purpose of cooling.

Then, they reloaded the gunpowder and shells.

Finally, they raised the torch and ignited the fuse to start the next round of bombardment.

The whole process took about a cup of tea.

Swish, swish, swish!

Boom, boom, boom!

Another round of bombardment, hundreds of black shells exploded on the walls of the capital of Nanyue again.

This time, the soldiers defending the city with experience in anti-artillery appeared much calmer and more composed than last time.

According to the anti-artillery experience of Professor Markel, the leader of the Yi people, he curled up and moved himself close to the "anti-artillery hole" piled with sandbags, covering his ears and watching the shells explode around him.

In fact, the anti-artillery experience taught by Markel, the leader of the Yi people, can withstand the test of actual combat and is effective.

At present, the core essence of the shrapnel shells fired by the red cannons of the Shenji Camp of the Longcheng Army is to make full use of the energy generated by the explosion of black gunpowder to spread the iron pieces in the shells to all directions, and seek to kill the living force under the condition of explosive speed.

But in the final analysis, the explosive power of this red cannon is limited, and the range of the shrapnel of the explosive shells is also limited.

The reason why the Shenji Battalion was able to shine in the battle of Yongzhou was that the South Vietnamese soldiers who defended the city knew little about the new weapon of artillery and thought it was some kind of magic, thus making themselves confused.

This chaos means that people are running around in a crowded manner, which increases the killing range of shrapnel after the shells explode.

At this time, the defending soldiers on the walls of the South Vietnamese capital all huddled behind the sandbags in an orderly manner, reducing the contact surface between themselves and the shrapnel flying at an explosive speed as much as possible, which directly greatly reduced the killing range of shrapnel.

Therefore, if the Shenji Battalion outside the city continues to bombard like this, the lethality of the red cannon to the defenders on the wall will only become smaller and smaller.

After two rounds of artillery fire, the brave general Pang Xianchu, who was commanding the battle in the central army watchtower outside the city, seemed to have discovered the advantages of the Shenji Battalion, which were no longer as obvious as in the battle of Yongzhou.

It seems impossible to directly destroy the reinforced walls of the capital of Nanyue with the red cannons of the Shenji Camp.

Pang Xianchu couldn't help but wonder in his heart: the Atlantic barbarians invited by Nanyue to help are not simple!

The battle of Yangcheng is not easy to fight!

Pang Xianchu immediately ordered: "Come here, pass on my order, let the deputy general Fan Wuji lead the Xianzhen Camp to attack the city when the next round of artillery fire from the Shenji Camp is opened!"

"I have received the order!"

Soon, the messenger rushed to the deputy general Fan Wuji with the latest order from the main general Pang Xianchu.

At this time, Fan Wuji also saw the clues from the artillery fire of the Shenji Camp. It is probably impossible to directly break the city with the red cannon. In the end, the Xianzhen Camp will have to rush up and fight with the Nanyue defenders with real swords and guns.

Without bloodshed and sacrifice, it may be difficult to take down the capital of Nanyue!

After receiving the order from Pang Xianchu, Fan Wuji did not hesitate at all, and immediately drew his sword, raised his arms and shouted: "Soldiers of the Xianzhen Camp--"

"The opportunity to make contributions to the emperor and the new dynasty is right in front of you. This general wants you to join me in breaking through Yangcheng and beheading Emperor Tiande!"

"Xianzhen Camp, the whole army attacks!"

"Kill!"

The next moment, the soldiers of the Xianzhen Camp shouted slogans of charge and killing, waving their swords, spears, and halberds, and with the support of the baggage soldiers carrying ladders, pushing siege vehicles and siege hammers, they killed the city of Yangcheng without hesitation.

Almost at the same time, the third round of artillery fire from the Shenji Camp finally arrived.

"Shenji Camp, fire!"

"Fire!"

Swish, swish, swish!

Boom, boom, boom!

The explosions one after another once again exploded on the walls of the capital of Nanyue.

In this round of bombardment, there was also the deafening sound of war drums and horns, as well as the howling of wolves.

"Prepare for battle, prepare for battle, prepare for battle!"

On the city wall, Markel, the leader of the Yi people who had been closely following the movements of the Longcheng army outside the city, also discovered the Xianzhen Camp's charge to attack the city at the first time.

He didn't even care about the shells that exploded around him. He picked up the Western knife in his hand and ran back and forth on the city wall, occasionally hitting the South Vietnamese soldiers who were squatting in the sandbags and covering their ears to prevent the artillery with the back of the knife, reminding them to prepare for battle.

"The enemy vanguard outside the city has begun to attack the city, and the whole army is ready to fight!"

"Gunner, gunner, get ready, fire at the enemy siege troops outside the city!"

"Fire!"

The accompanying Yi soldiers immediately repeated the order to fire loudly.

Then, the Yi soldiers stationed at the copper artillery positions on various parts of the city wall raised the fire sticks they had prepared long ago and ignited the fuse of the copper artillery.

The crackling sound of the fuse burning seemed insignificant amid the deafening explosions and shouts of killing.

The next moment, thirty copper cannons hidden on the walls of the Nanyue capital fired one after another.

Swish, swish, swish!

Boom, boom, boom!

The shells fired by the copper cannons fell one after another into the trap camp of the Longcheng Southern Expedition Army outside the city. The shock wave generated by the explosion immediately blew the soldiers of the trap camp who were rushing in the front to the ground.

This sudden bombardment also frightened the deputy general Fan Wuji who was riding on horseback.

His first reaction was that the brothers of the Shenji Camp had flooded the Dragon King Temple and blasted the shells of the red cannon into the trap camp.

But the next moment, he suddenly realized that the shells came from the walls of the Nanyue capital.

These southern barbarians actually have cannons?