Every year, Yang Kai stayed with the Jurchens for several months. This time he deserved his luck. He happened to stay in Yehe City. He was going to set off to Tuluting Mountain in two days. However, he didn't expect that the Wuyi army would be at the city today.

"It's also worth my bad luck." Without the threat of the rumbling cannons, Yang Kai calmed down and thought to himself: "But the strength of the Wuyi army is really beyond imagination. There are as many as 70,000 to 80,000 troops here to attack the Juzhen. How many people can stay in Xishen Wei? This Wuyi uncle is not a simple person! Now that he is not famous in the court and the opposition, even if he knows, he knows his talent, but he doesn't expect that his strength has grown to this level."

Yang Kai naturally knew about Wu Yijun and Lian Zining. In fact, as one of the partners of the Jurchens, his understanding of Wu Yijun even exceeded that of the Ming Dynasty court, and he felt really palpitations because of this.

Suddenly, another rumbling sound of cannons came, interrupting his thoughts.

"Why are you here again?" Yang Kai's face felt bitter.

The artillery bombardment just now was not a pause, but after Liu Zhen received Lian Zining's order, he ordered the artillery to adjust the coordinates and increase the angle between the muzzle and the ground.

Due to Lian Zining's influence, many words in Wuyi's army have been accepted by everyone, especially in artillery, such as coordinates, angles, cardinalities, etc.

After the angle was raised, the shelling began again.

This time, the shells bombarded further and most of them fell inside the city walls.

"Hurry up, hurry up! Don't be too slow!"

The officers of the Tenth Guard shouted loudly, and the whip in their hands kept shaking and landing on the heads of some unsightly Jurchen slave soldiers.

Twenty thousand households, 20,000 strong Jurchen slave soldiers, had gathered together. They held the steel knife tightly in their hands, looked at the direction of Yehecheng, swallowed hard, and their faces twitched a little because of tension. Although the Jurchens were said to be natural soldiers, the soldiers were all struggling from the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and their performance was no different from the new recruits who had just entered the battlefield. And they had not received systematic training.

Xia Zikai rode his horse in front of the army surrounded by guards. He shouted loudly: "Sir, have an order, attack Yehe City! Do your best. If you can't fight this time, you will all die! All will die! So, don't be lucky. There is only one way in front of you, kill! Kill everyone you see! If you attack the city, please allow you to snatch everything you snatch your own!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Xia Zikai's handsome face had become ferocious. Every time he shouted, his personal soldiers shouted in unison, and the voices spread throughout the front line.

The Jurchen slave soldiers showed unconcealed greed in their eyes, and their hands holding the knife became tighter. They were coercive and tempted, retreated and died, and they might not die, but they might make a fortune. Such methods were never rare. But they were always the best means of motivation.

"The whole army, set off!"

Xia Zikai pulled out his saber with a clang and pointed directly at Ye Hecheng.

The shells continued to fall. With the support of cannons, these Jurchen slave soldiers who had just become soldiers were much more courageous. They waved their only weapons and waist knives, and howled loudly towards Yehe City.

Like a black tide, it almost flooded Yehecheng.

Looking at the black and humiliated people rushing up from afar, I don’t know how many people were charging. The Jurchen defenders in Yehe City were all as white as paper. The defenders in Yehe City said they were a thousand households, but in fact they were only four or five thousand people in total, and most of the time they were in a state of dissatisfaction. In the bombing just now, there were only two or three thousand people left.

How to deal with it?

They were all looking for the backbone, but at this time, Fei Yangguo disappeared.

The Jurchen soldiers guarding the city wall finally could no longer support them, so they shouted and dispersed with a loud bang.

The tide flooded Yehe City. (To be continued)!~!
Chapter completed!