.Chapter 316: Burning Pingjiang

Two hours have passed, but there has been no movement on the opposite city wall.

It is simply impossible to surrender the other party by shouting a few words. Pingjiang is a big city in the south of the Yangtze River after all. If the Tartars stationed in Pingjiang abandon the city and flee, they will be dead when they go back.

Zhang Yang was not worried. At this moment, the artillery team had arrived.

The artillery teams were all in each battalion. They returned to the defense area of ​​their battalion and immediately began to prepare for nervous attacks.

The scattered cannon is relatively simple. Just find a flat piece of land and support it. The War God Cannon is much more troublesome.

In order to facilitate field battles, the God of War cannon was installed on a chariot, but in fact, two wheels were placed under the cannon and pulled by Malay.

The selection of the God of War Cannon is very particular. You must find flat and hard land, dig out two pits, put the wheels inside, so that the God of War Cannon will not move its position, adjust the angle, and load the bullets. The busiest thing at this moment is the gunner.

Each battalion is equipped with five war god cannons. They adjust the bullet point of the war god cannon in one place, so that the city wall can be blown up at one time.

Since there are no heavy weapons in Pingjiang City, even the crossbow machine can reach up to one thousand steps, and the cannon is placed three miles away, which is very safe.

At this distance, the solid shells of the God of War Cannon are quite powerful.

Bian Yuanheng's naval army on the water also began to get busy, and they were all waiting for the order of the general attack.

The defenders in the city have less time left for them.

Wuhada was patrolling the city, the crossbows had been skewed, and the archers were already in place. After a while, if the other party rushed up, he would give them some excellence.

The city wall is a huge twister. Although the other party surrounded Pingjiang City, the maximum number of people was only 30,000. These people were probably wiped out before they could reach the top of the city.

Wuhada had forgotten the shelling just now.

"Everyone is brave enough to fight. After this battle, each person will be rewarded with five taels of silver," Wuhada shouted loudly.

However, the new army was skeptical. It was not the first time they heard this promise, but they never saw the silver reward. Even if there was, they were almost taken by their superiors. It was their turn that they were not enough to eat a pancake.

The sun has moved south, and the morning sun shines brightly on the city wall. Although it is already winter, it is still as warm as chun. The Tartar Army superintendents looked at the trembling new army and felt a little disdainful.

Who would have been willing to live a nomadic life from the grassland to Jiangnan? He drifted around, helpless, and when encountering wind and snow, most of the cattle and sheep would be killed or injured. It is not good and he can't even last for years. Compared with the grassland, this place is simply a paradise on earth.

In their eyes, the southern people were almost the same as the flock of sheep in their ranch.

Who knows that the sheep will suddenly turn into a wolf?

Zhang Yang blocked the sunshine with his hands and looked at the tall city. It seemed that a battle was inevitable. So, let the Tartars see how powerful they are.

"The artillery, three times, the artillery fire covers the city, and be careful to avoid casualties of innocent people in the city." Zhang Yang said.

It would be too unreasonable if the group of gunners were so close, especially the scattered cannons. If they were shot into the city with one shot, they would cause large-scale casualties, which they should try their best to avoid.

The artillery soldiers had been waiting for this sentence for a long time. They loaded the fire and shells and lit the twists.

"Boom, boom, boom" The scene of hundreds of artillery fired together was spectacular, and the smoke covered the entire position. After the artillerymen lit the twists, they squatted on the ground, covered their ears, and their faces were still blackened.

For the defenders on the city wall, this is simply the end of the world.

The first thing to fly was solid shells, which hit the city wall with great accuracy. When people were on the city wall, they felt like they were sitting on a boat. Several city walls collapsed "rattled", burying the people on them who had no time to retreat.

They were panicked. Although they were soldiers and some of them had fought wars, no one had experienced such a scene. They were even more violent than earthquakes.

Many people, in fear, then discovered that a "hail" fell from the sky.

The power of the scattered cannon is like a demon reaping life. Once the shells come down, many people will be beaten to death, and no one can survive the scattered cannon.

Crying and shouting, and the broken limbs flew across the city. Now the city has a hell on earth.

Three rounds passed by, and the soldiers did not charge, the smoke dissipated, and they looked at the city wall again.

Now the city wall has become ragged, and blood is constantly remaining on the city wall, gathering into streams.

Wuhada shouted loudly: "Boundman, archer, prepare, the enemy is coming."

No one responded to him, and there were corpses falling to the ground everywhere.

Could it be that I was wiped out like this?

After a while, many people were staggering up. The defenders of tens of thousands of people were now less than 10,000 people who survived. They were all stunned. In addition, although the other party had a lot of artillery fire, the city walls were very long after all, and some areas were lucky enough to escape.

"Listen to the defenders on the other side, surrender immediately. After another stick of incense, artillery fire will cover all the city walls, and you will all die without a burial place." Another shout came from outside.

No one would doubt that if the initial surrender was just empty words, now they have changed their minds. This battle cannot be fought at all. They just set up cannons and blasted them, and everyone was dead and they could not even hurt a single hair of their own.

"Sir, let's surrender," said a new soldier.

"Swish" Wuhada chou came out of his sword: "We guard Pingjiang City to the death, and swear to live and perish with Pingjiang, and resolutely refuse to surrender. After fighting this battle, each person will be rewarded with twenty taels of silver."

No matter how much money is, it must be a life. The new affiliated army does not have that high level of ideological awareness. The ground is full of corpses. They have just survived the artillery fire. Who would be willing to work hard for the Tartars?

"Guard, prepare." More than twenty guards gathered around Wuhada. He ordered: "Whoever disobeys the military orders, kill them."

Isn’t this going to kill everyone? The new affiliated troops have already started to think that it is better to deal with the twenty or so people in front of them than to be attacked by those powerful cannons.

"Bang, bang bang." Suddenly, the sound of the musket came from behind, and a large area of ​​guards around Wuhada fell.

"It's still time anyway. Brothers, we are all Han people, why do we have to work hard for the Tartars?" A voice came.

The new affiliated soldiers turned their heads and saw a group of people holding muskets. It was Li Xingsu's squad.

Just now, when the artillery fired, they approached the city. When they heard the shouting outside the city, they knew that the Tartars were about to be unable to hold on. As soon as they planned, they quietly moved to the city while no one was paying attention.

Although artillery can destroy all the defenders, in that case, the city wall will be destroyed. When the elder brother enters, he will have to repair the city wall again. It is a bit of a cost. If he can persuade these new affiliated troops to rebel, Pingjiang City will be taken down without much damage.

What's more, they have always been responsible for protecting He Zhaoyi and have not won any major battles. Now that they have this opportunity, how can they not show off their strength?

They knew that it was dangerous to go up by themselves. Once the artillery fire came again, it was not up to the other person.

It's dangerous, it's worth it

Zhang Yang considered the same thing. With another round of artillery fire, as long as there were ten times, there would be no more creatures on the top of the city, and even ants would not survive. However, the killing was too heavy. Relying on the weapons of the era to slaughter the opponents, it was not the most correct way. Moreover, the new army above actually gave up and followed the Tartars.

So, he asked to shove three times, and then stopped to see what the defenders at the city wall did.

Sure enough, the city wall was rising.

A few muskets sounded, which surprised the rebels. They could all hear that it was fired by the Tianque gun they equipped with. Is there anyone on it? How is this possible?

Wuhada angrily opened his eyes wide, holding the sword, and rushed up. The two new subordinates who were closest to him were immediately chopped to the ground. The guards behind him also rushed up.

Madman, he is so cruel. He is still so cruel when he dies. Li Xingsu ordered: "Kill them all."

"Bang, bang." There were a few more muskets, and Wuhada was hit by a few bullets. He looked at the bloody hole on his body and fell down helplessly.

"Don't you catch the white flag yet, put down the suspension bridge and open the city?" Li Xingsu said.

"Yes, sir." The new affiliated troops all followed the orders obediently.

The officers and soldiers guarding the city were the luckiest. They hid in the city and were not entertained by the cannons. Moreover, the shells of the God of War cannons were only aimed at the city walls and did not attack the city. In this way, they were unscathed.

However, the blood dripping from above made them tremble in their hearts. They had no desire to fight, and this battle could not be fought at all.

The new army on the top of the city came down, and they did not object at all, and also helped to open the city together.

The big mén in Pingjiang City opened to the rebel army.

"The first battalion, enter the city immediately." Zhang Yang ordered: "The rest of the troops should pack up their equipment immediately and then head south."

"Yes," Shiyi agreed, and then shouted: "First Battalion, recover Pingjiang City."

Behind Shi Nai'an, he couldn't understand his lord. Pingjiang City is different from Taixing and Changzhou that was recaptured before. Pingjiang is a big city. Such a big city, doesn't the lord want to go in?

Zhang Yang is not that noble, and he also wants to go to Pingjiang City. However, he knew that for him, the most important thing now is time. He wants to take the wealthy places of Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province into his own hands before the Tatars reacted. Time is the most important. Then go south and take down Hangzhou, divide this large triangle area from the Tatars, and firmly grasp it in his own hands. This is the most important thing at present.

Shiyi is the person Zhang Yang trusts the most, so he keeps Shiyi and guards Pingjiang City. Then the north and south echo and fight steadily
Chapter completed!