Chapter 258: When the City Was Broken, He Died on the Battlefield (Part 2)

Fan Wuji tightened the reins and tried his best to control the horse under his crotch so as not to be frightened. The brief surprise in his eyes was soon replaced by indomitable determination.

At this point, even if they were facing the artillery fire on the walls of the South Vietnamese capital, they still had to conquer Yangcheng and behead the Tiande Emperor Li Zongmin.

Fan Wuji raised the ring-shou sword high, raised his arms and shouted: "Send the order, spread out the attack!"

"The South Vietnamese barbarians have a limited number of "red cannons". As long as they rush under the city wall, the red cannons will be unable to do anything to us!"

"Brothers who are trapped in the camp, charge!"

"Kill!"

After a brief panic, the soldiers of the Longcheng Southern Expedition Army quickly stabilized their position and began to disperse their formations and approach the capital of South Vietnam.

At the same time, the speed of the charge was also accelerated.

On the other side, the brave general Pang Xianchu, who was commanding the watchtower of the Central Army's tent in Longcheng's Southern Expedition, was also startled by the sudden attack of artillery shells on the South Vietnamese capital.

He even couldn't help but stand up from his seat.

Previously, the former army scouts under his command had grasped the news that the South Vietnamese had invited the barbarians from the Atlantic to help in the war, and also learned that these barbarians had a new type of weapon.

However, Pang Xianchu never expected that the new weapons in the hands of these barbarians would be the "red cannon" of the Shenji Battalion!

However, the number and power of the red cannons in the hands of the Yi people seemed to be inferior to those of the Shenji Battalion.

Until Pang Xianchu saw that Fan Wuji, as the vanguard general, was calm and calm in the face of danger, so that the trapped camp that destroyed the city quickly stabilized its formation from a brief panic and continued to charge towards the capital of South Vietnam. His hanging heart My heart is finally at ease again.

Pang Xianchu immediately ordered: "Come here, please pass on the order of this general to let the Shenji Battalion gather all the red cannons for me. First, blast off the barbarian cannons on the walls of the South Vietnamese capital, and clear the last remaining ground for the trapped camp before they can climb the city." Threats and obstacles!”

"The general will get the order!"

In fact, Navy Admiral Qi Jiguang, who personally commanded the battle at the Shenji Battalion without the need for Pang Xianchu's order, discovered the copper cannon on the wall of the South Vietnamese capital;

Immediately, the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion were ordered to turn their guns and lock the copper artillery emplacements on the walls of the South Vietnamese capital.

"Report——"

"For your information, Lord Governor, all the red cannons are ready. Please give me your instructions!"

Qianhu from the Shenji Battalion immediately reported to Qi Jiguang when the muzzle transfer was completed.

"fire!"

Qi Jiguang waved the seven-star Longyuan sword given by the new emperor Chen Huaian and once again gave the order to fire.

Whoosh!

Boom, boom, boom!

Accompanied by bursts of shrill sounds of piercing the air and explosions, the red cannons of the Shenji Battalion unleashed their power again, firing black shells towards the capital city of South Vietnam.

It was not until this time that the general order of Pang Xianchu, the leader of the Southern Expedition Army, was delivered to the front of the Shenji Battalion.

On the city wall, the Yi artillery team, who were paid to do things, were not to be outdone. They reloaded gunpowder and projectiles as quickly as possible, and before the Dragon City army fell into camp and boarded the city, they bombarded them with copper artillery.

Boom, boom, boom!

Inside and outside the South Vietnamese capital, the battle between the offensive and defensive sides has entered a fierce and fierce state.

With the help of artillery, battlefield casualties that in the past only occurred during "hand-to-hand combat" between soldiers from both sides were brought forward, and soldiers were killed and injured by successive artillery shells while both sides were still in the sprint stage.

The cruelty of war is far greater than in the past.

Until the vanguard of the trapped camp set up the siege ladder on the wall of the South Vietnamese capital, and the siege engines and battering rams began to violently hit the gate of the South Vietnamese capital;

The South Vietnamese prince Li Shiyu, who had been firing cannons on the city wall to watch the battle, finally had a place to use his skills.

Eager to avenge the humiliation of Yongzhou's tragic defeat, Li Shiyu took the lead, pulled out the sword in his hand, waved it back and forth, and shouted loudly:

"Wolf warriors of the South Vietnam Kingdom, the opportunity to go into battle to kill the enemy and make achievements is right before you. Raise the swords, guns, swords and halberds in your hands, follow this prince to kill the Dragon City rebels, and strive to protect the capital of South Vietnam!"

"In this battle, if you kill the enemy, you will be rewarded with ten taels of silver!"

"Kill!"

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Encouraged by the heavy reward from Prince Li Shiyu, the South Vietnamese soldiers guarding the city shared the same hatred of the enemy. It was the archers on the city wall who took the lead in launching a counterattack against the Dragon City army's trapped camp.

Arrows all over the sky were like locusts crossing the border, raining down on the Dragon City army trapped in the camp below the city.

Boom, boom, boom!

The soldiers in the trapped camp below the city raised their shields to resist, and the arrows hit the shields, making bursts of "dong-dong-dong" sounds.

The soldiers trapped in the camp climbed up the city wall through ladders while holding their shields.

The South Vietnamese soldiers guarding the city naturally refused to sit still and wait for death. Seeing that the arrows could only do limited damage to the soldiers trapped in the camp, they immediately replaced them with rolling stones, wood and hot oil, and threw them under the city wall as if they were free.

For a time, the Dragon City army under the city wall was trapped in the camp, and there were many casualties and wails everywhere.

Upon seeing this, the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion who came to help hurriedly turned their guns to aim at the defenders on the city wall, using the cover of artillery fire to suppress the counterattack of the South Vietnamese wolf soldiers defending the city.

In an instant, Yangcheng, the capital of South Vietnam with hundreds of years of history, turned into a tragic hell on earth, with soldiers from both sides dying on the battlefield every minute;

There were burning fires and billowing smoke everywhere, and the wails of wounded soldiers and the pitiful neighs of war horses intertwined to form a daunting symphony of fate.

War is so cruel, it's either you die or I die.

In the late stage of the fierce battle, the 100 red cannons of the Shenji Camp could no longer fire, and the barrels were red as if they were at risk of exploding at any time.

On the walls of the Nanyue capital, the 30 copper cannons brought by the Yi leader Markel were not much better.

Apart from half of the copper cannons that were bombed by the Shenji Camp, the remaining copper cannons also withdrew from the battle due to overheating of the barrels, and completely became a pile of decorations.

In the end, this siege battle still competed with the fighting will of the soldiers on both sides, and it was still a confrontation between people.

This Yi leader Markel and his 2,000 Yi mercenaries were quite professional. Even after the copper cannons could no longer help in the battle;

they still carried the Western swords in their hands and ran on the narrow walls of the Nanyue capital, helping the Nanyue defenders to repel the Longcheng army's attack on the wall.

"Warriors of the Atlantic Nation, the time has come to practice the honor of our Atlantic Knights!"

"For us to successfully open up a trade port in the East, for gold and spices, and for our descendants to live in the East, kill!"

"Kill!"

Under the mobilization of the Yi leader Markel, the two thousand Yi mercenaries under his command burst out with powerful combat effectiveness.

These Yi mercenaries were tall, all wearing heavy Crusader armor, holding Western swords, and the Yi people who had the advantage of terrain and were high above were not at all inferior to the soldiers of the Xianzhen Camp.

In several places, where the Xianzhen Camp was about to climb the city wall, they were instantly beaten back with the arrival of the Yi soldiers.

Outside the city, the pioneer commander Fan Wuji, riding on horseback, had been paying close attention to the battle situation on the city wall.

When he found that the lingering Yi soldiers had become the biggest obstacle for Xianzhenying to conquer Yangcheng, Fan Wuji immediately decided to lead the Yuhou Army to climb the city wall and meet these Yi people from the Atlantic Country!

Fan Wuji pointed the blade of the ring-headed knife in his hand directly at the city wall, and shouted: "Left and right Yuhou Army, listen to my order, follow me to climb the city!"

"I have received your order!"