"I didn't expect that this kid Sun Zhijie still has a lot of time left!" Mr. Ao nodded.

In the past, in order to pursue maximum damage effect, rocket launchers have always fired in salvos. I wish I could send thousands of rockets over at once.

This is what the Liao army did before!

At least Ao Ye and others use rocket launchers this way.

No one has thought about the issue of fire retaliation. The reason is very simple.

The opponent also uses rocket launchers in this way, and he is eager to pour out all the rockets at once.

Another reason is that the opponent does not have artillery at all.

Because of the crushing equipment, Li Xiao has always been a staunch supporter of saturation strikes.

There's no danger anyway, so I'll just dump all the rockets out at once, hitting as many as I can.

Facts have proven that a one-time saturation strike damage is very capable of destroying the enemy's determination to resist.

What often happens is that after a one-time saturation coverage shot, the battle is basically over.

The enemy army began to rout crazily, and the Liao army began to pursue them crazily.

Sun Zhijie belongs to the new generation of Liao army generals with the least combat experience.

Think about it, people like Zu Chengxun, Zu Kuan, and Cao Bianjiao have been fighting on the battlefield for more than ten years.

And Sun Zhijie, because of his grandfather Sun Chengzong, got such an opportunity to lead the army.

Many people in the army were dissatisfied with him, but due to the remaining power of the old man's son Sun Chengzong, no one dared to say anything.

Ao Canghai was the representative figure among these people. He thought that Sun Zhijie was just a scholar and could not lead troops.

But what happened today taught Mr. Ao a hard lesson.

Scholars are not necessarily inferior to professional generals in fighting.

The Hebrew rocket artillery in the city was destroyed almost instantly.

In less than ten seconds, the rockets fell like hailstones.

The exploding rockets destroyed their ammunition, making the explosion even more unstoppable.

There was a huge explosion, even causing smoke that resembled a mushroom cloud.

Taking the explosion point as the target, all the houses within 500 meters were razed to the ground.

Houses within nearly a kilometer were damaged to varying degrees.

You know, this is the Grozny Fortress.

All the houses are made of large stones taken from the Caucasus Mountains.

Ordinary grenade explosions are unlikely to cause any substantial damage to these houses.

Even ordinary mortars cannot cause any huge damage to them.

But with this explosion, almost all the houses within a radius of 500 meters were left standing.

Dudayev inside the turret was so shocked that he jumped up.

Dudayev hurriedly ran out of the turret and saw a sight he had never seen in his life.

The thick smoke blocked the sun, and rocks, furniture, livestock and human parts kept falling from the sky.

A corpse flew down from the sky in an arc and landed directly on the turret. The sound of broken bones could be heard clearly in the ears.

Looking at the corpse that had turned into a puddle of flesh, Dudayev felt for the first time that he might be wrong.

The Ming Dynasty was more powerful than the Hebrews, and many times more powerful.

In the past, I only had the slightest thought in my mind, and I didn't take it seriously, thinking that I was worrying blindly.

Now it seems that those thoughts are so correct, and going against Ming Dynasty is so outrageous.

But it's too late now!

He led the Chechens to destroy Uralsk and killed many Russians and many Ming people.

After destroying ten Ming airships, he even cut the corpses of Ming pilots into eight pieces, then dragged them by horse to the surrounding areas of Uralsk and threw them away.

Not to mention, how he treated the Russian prisoners when he defeated the Russian army last time.

The hatred is so deep that there is no room for relaxation.

At this point, all we have to do is fight.

"Enter the fortifications, kill those damn Ming people, and avenge their dead relatives." Although the rumbling sound of cannons drowned out his voice, his voice still greatly encouraged the people in the two nearby turrets.

As long as the leader fights with him, powerful Hebrew allies will come to the rescue.

The casualties in sight are only temporary.

These things that had been deeply rooted in people's hearts before the war have now become hopes.

Sun Zhijie ignored their hopes!

After the rocket artillery bombardment, he began to focus on the city wall.

Grozny started out as a very small fortress, with only 5,000 Russian troops living in it.

But after a hundred years of expansion and reinforcement, Grozny has now formed a three-story fortress.

The territory has also expanded more than ten times.

In the middle of each city wall, scattered residential buildings will become like fortresses.

Because every street in Grozny is designed.

This design is entirely from a purely military perspective. It can be said that every house is a bunker.

There is even a loose stone inside the house.

As long as the rocks are smashed down, it will be a good shooting hole.

As mountain people, the Chechens are fierce and aggressive, and almost every adult man is a qualified warrior.

There is no room for cowards to survive here!

The Hebrews provided them with a large number of rifles and a large amount of ammunition.

Moreover, they also seized a lot of guns and ammunition from the Russian army.

It can be said that in the city of Grozny, everyone, including women and children, is a soldier who can fight with a gun.

The use of firearms has made women and children the main force on the battlefield. Because they hold rifles, they can easily kill strong men.

Facing Grozny, where all the people are at war, Sun Zhijie's strategy is to fight steadily.

After killing the enemy's rocket artillery, the enemy will no longer have long-range counterattack artillery.

At this time, Sun Zhijie asked the Russian army to push their cannon up.

A cannon with a long barrel and a very straight trajectory. The damage effect on bunkers and city walls is very good!

Even better than the howitzers equipped by the Ming army!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!...!"

At 9:12 in the morning, the Russian cannon began to fire at close range.

The powerful cannonball exploded and caused rubble to fly from the Grozny city wall.

There were many turrets. After taking several shells, the turrets made of huge rocks began to show signs of cracks and collapse.

The city wall was bombed horribly, with one crater following another. In many places, huge cracks have appeared in the huge stone wall.

With just a few more cannonballs, the boulder wall can be blown down.

The Chechen counterattack in the city was very weak, with only 80mm mortar shells roaring towards the Russian artillery positions.

However, although the 80mm mortar has a high rate of fire, its range is not as good as that of the cannon.

The artillery shell exploded as far as two to three hundred meters away from the Russian artillery, causing no casualties at all.

"Bang!" Another cannonball hit the turret, making the people inside the turret dizzy and nauseated, and dust continued to fall from the cracks in the rocks on the ceiling.

"Bah! Bah! Bah...!" Dudayev spat out the dust in his mouth.

The huge stone at the front of the turret is already cracked. It is estimated that if another cannonball is fired, even if the turret is not destroyed, the turret will be crushed by the large stone on the top.

"Mom, retreat! Pull down the wall and let them blow him up.

When we fight them in the city, if our people are mixed with theirs, they won't be able to shell them."

Dudayev reacted very quickly. He knew that if he stayed on the city wall, he would be exposed to shells.

The only option is to retreat to the city and let the coalition troops in.

In this way, the two armies can be mixed together and the Chechens' strengths in close combat can be brought into play.

As Dudayev's order was passed on, the Chechens had already been bombed to pieces.

They left their bunkers and turrets one after another, ran down the city wall along the horse path, and retreated into the city like a tide.
To be continued...