Li Wanxiong stood on the high city gate tower, raised his telescope and glanced at the rebel camp, and frowned slightly.

After a big defeat, the rebels showed no sign of retreat!

Are there any brain problems with these people?

He had the most accurate telescope in his hand, and could see ten miles away. The rebel camp was less than five miles away from the city wall. He could naturally see clearly what the people were doing.

Not only did these guys not clean up the tent and prepare to retreat, they were also crazily cutting trees and building ladders there!

If the city wall can’t be climbed up, what’s the use of building a ladder?

He frowned and pondered for a while, and finally figured it out.

These guys want to fight the war of attrition!

The rebels had more than 100,000 people. They killed hundreds of people and injured tens of thousands of people at one time. It seemed a bit irrelevant.

After all, the injury can be cured. If it is not too serious, just take out the shrapnel and bandage it slightly, there will be basically no big problem. You can even grit your teeth and continue to charge into the battle.

If these guys really want to fight the war of attrition, it will be a bit troublesome.

The sky-burning thunder in his hand is really not enough.

In the past, he heard that these rebels were the kind of people who were gangsters and were about to collapse.

When they met the officers and soldiers, they were not so afraid of death. Basically, as long as they showed a little defeat, they would flee in a panic and dare not fight against the officers and soldiers at all.

Now it seems that these rebels are not as vulnerable as rumored!

He was really careless.

Originally, the sky-burning thunder in his hand should be enough, because their equipment was based on the approximate number of this rebel force.

According to the information obtained by the Secret Guard, the rebels had a total of more than 100,000, so they brought 10,000 thunders and two thousand muskets, each musket was equipped with fifty bullets.

If it is normal, one thunder bombardment can hurt more than ten enemies, and there is no problem with two bullets injuring one enemy.

The problem is that in order to shock the enemy, he ordered people to throw out 4,000 thunders at one time, but in the end, he only injured more than 10,000 people in total!

In other words, he wasted three thousand sky-blasting thunders.

Alas, this battle is a battle.

He sighed slightly, and then ordered: "Send an order to send two thousand thunders to the sky."

Fortunately, his precious sons Li Dingguo and Sun Kewang were ambushed in the mountains less than ten miles west of Biyang City. Moreover, these two little guys were deeply favored by the little prince. The sky-bombing thunder was worthy of too many. No one from them received two thousand, which was just a drizzle.

Gao Yingxiang and Li Zicheng should know that there are two moving arsenals behind the defenders in the city, so it is estimated that it will be time to squirt blood.

Unfortunately, they don't know.

The next morning, Gao Yingxiang was killed by the collapse of the sky, Liu Guoneng and nearly 20,000 troops gathered outside the east gate of Biyang City, preparing to start siege.

His purpose is to consume, so he naturally doesn't have to send too many people. Moreover, he also saw that the more he stood, the easier it was to be hit by muskets. The more people he was hit by the sky, the more people he was injured. If he sent a few people up, he would be injured.

Li Wanxiong looked at the rebel camp and couldn't help but curl his lips.

These thieves are playing tactics. Judging from their attitude, they just want to play wheel battles.

Humph, I really don’t know the world is so strong. If you fight, just fight. Come on, let’s see who will take the turn!

He said to Qin Zuoming on the side indifferently: "Zoming, it seems that the enemy wants to play wheel battles. You can take three thousand men to rest first. Just guard me here. Be careful when you retreat and don't let the enemy see it."

Qin Zuoming bowed without hesitation: "I will obey the order."

Soon, most of the defenders on the city wall secretly retreated.

Gao Yingxiang didn't know yet, because he was under the city wall, even if he sat on the horse, he could see the defenders emerging in the middle of the bushel. As for the defenders in other places, he would not see them even if they were withdrawn.

At this moment, the siege team was almost ready. He waved his hand and rushed towards the city wall with nearly 20,000 troops.

"Kill!" The shouting sounds seem to be less powerful than yesterday. There are more than half of the people charging than yesterday, so the momentum is naturally much smaller.

Unexpectedly, the gunshots on the city walls have become much less sparse, and it seems to be half less than yesterday.

Seeing this, Gao Yingxiang couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Zaoer, you guessed it right. They really don't have many firearms. I guess their muskets are almost out of ammunition."

Next, the number of thunders on the sky seemed to confirm his idea, because Li Wanxiong ordered people to lose 1,000 pieces, more than half less than yesterday.

However, the effect of thunder bombing was not much worse than yesterday, and the person who rushed up was instantly injured.

This time, Li Wanxiong was also a little angry. As soon as the Thunder of Booming Sky was thrown down, he ordered two thousand people on the city wall, two people in groups, to lift thousands of huge rocks worth hundreds of pounds and smash them down.

"Kakuk" sounded, and almost all the ladders were broken, and thousands of rebels under the ladders were killed and injured by the thunder.

Seeing this, Gao Yingxiang quickly ordered: "Hurry up, let the gold stop the troops."

"Bangbangbangbang", a sound of gongs sounded, and the first round of attack ended like this.

The casualties this time were a bit serious, and it seemed that thousands of people had died, but it was nothing. He could afford to lose these people.

About an hour later, Gao Yingxiang ordered the shooting of the sky, Li Wanqing and nearly 20,000 troops to launch a new round of attacks on the city wall.

These people are really ill in their brains!

Li Wanxiong didn't even order people to change defenses, because after one round of attack, two thousand soldiers only put out a few rounds of guns, lost a thousand grenades and a thousand huge rocks, and barely warmed up. If you were tired, it would be too early.

He habitually raised his telescope and swept the face of the thief leader who was leading the army, and he was stunned.

Hey, this guy looks so familiar!

The hungry thief is Li Wanqing!

He really didn't expect that he could meet acquaintances on the battlefield.

Their surname is Li, and they are both Wanshi generations, and they are distant cousins!

This kid actually became a rebel, he didn't expect it.

He thought about it and ordered: "Send the order to let the battalions pay attention to not hurt the thief leader wearing chain mail."

Anyway, the little prince didn't let him fight against the thieves. They just blocked the thieves and prevented them from entering Nanyang.

The little prince even ordered not to hurt Zhang Xianzhong and Li Zicheng. It should be nothing if he ordered not to hurt Li Wanqing, right?

Of course, he still has to tell the little prince about this matter. Li Wanqing is not bad, so he can fight for it and ask the little prince to send someone to surrender the boy.

While he was thinking, the rebels had already entered the range of two hundred steps.

This kind of attack is useless, and it is impossible to attack the city wall.

He just raised his hand slightly, and threw down another round of guns and a thousand grenades, and the rebels were injured more than half again.

However, this time, he did not order anyone to throw the rock down.

If Li Wanqing accidentally hits him, even this kid can't stand it even in a chain mail!

He just ordered people to pour some tincture oil and light the ladders and gave up.

After two rounds of attack, Gao Yingxiang was still full of confidence. He believed that if the attacks took a few more rounds, the defenders in the city would have no ammunition or thunder.

Unfortunately, after one day, he launched a total of six rounds of attacks, but there was no sign of reduction in the ammunition and thunder in the city.

Now, he hesitated again.

Do you still have to continue attacking at night?

You know, after six rounds, there were nearly 60,000 casualties. Although less than 10,000 died, there were too many problems. If yesterday, more than half of his men would have suffered casualties!

Is this his goal?
Chapter completed!