After the Song Army's seven or eight rounds of artillery bombardment, the entire defense line of Wengcheng, a small city outside the three large cities of Xia Kingdom's East City, South City, and West City, was quickly torn apart by the Song Army's artillery fire...
At this time, the Wengcheng in front of the East City, South City, and West City of Xijing in the Xixia Kingdom no longer looked like the majestic frontier guards of the prosperous main city of Xijing. They had become ruins...
Most of the Xixia defenders on these three barbicans were killed or injured under the bombardment of the cannons developed by Zhao Guanjia of the Song Dynasty.
The defeated generals who were lucky enough not to be killed by the shells abandoned the city and fled...
Even with the obstruction of the war team, it was of no avail. They even turned against the Xia Army war team who forced them to die, brandishing swords, guns and shooting arrows...
"Report..."
"Reporting to King Pu, the southern city of Xijing was bombarded by the 'Sky Thunder' summoned by the enemies of the Song Dynasty, and most of the defenders were killed or injured."
"Nearly a thousand soldiers and generals who survived on the south city, when they abandoned the city and fled, they fought with the supervising team on the ground in the south city. The supervising team was completely wiped out by the deserters..."
"Prince Pu! Our southern city in Xijing has been lost..."
"Report..."
"Reporting to King Pu, after the Western City of Xijing was bombarded by the 'Sky Thunder' brought by Song enemies, the walls of the Wengcheng and the main city collapsed in many places, and the city gates were shattered..."
"Report..."
"Our Xia City defenders suffered heavy casualties! About 2,000 surviving Xia City defenders actually persuaded the supervising team in Xicheng with coercion and inducement. They abandoned the city together and fled towards the North City, which was not attacked by the Song army...
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"Ah?!" In the main city of Dongcheng, Pu Wang Li Renzhong was leaning on the imperial chair. He endured the pain and high fever. He listened to the reports of batches of scouts and heralds. He frowned and gritted his steel teeth.
, body trembling, face ashen...
He struggled to squeeze out the numbers from his chapped and trembling lips:
"According to this king's military order, even if our army cannot defend the Wengcheng and the main city to the south and west, and defeat the generals below, if anyone escapes from the city, the three tribes will be killed!"
"According to this king's military order, the defeated soldiers in Nancheng and Xicheng will turn to street fighting..."
"Follow the order!"
"Follow orders..."
The messenger naturally had to receive military orders in front of King Pu Li Renzhong.
However, they couldn't help but doubt in their hearts. The Xia troops in Nancheng and Xicheng were both killed and injured by the Song army's "Sky Thunder". The survivors were already frightened. Can they still obey King Pu's military orders?
However, these heralds were happy to accept King Pu's military order.
They also saw the huge destructive power of the Song army's shelling one after another. The Wengcheng in front of the main city of the East City where Pu Wang Li Renzhong was supervising the battle was almost destroyed by the Song army's artillery shells, and the East City would be captured by the Song army sooner or later.
Just take advantage of the opportunity to convey King Pu's military order and stay away from such a dangerous place that kills people...
Several messengers hurriedly ran down the city, took over the horses that were frightened by the sound of the cannons, got on their horses, whipped their horses faster, and went to deliver King Pu's military orders...
At this time, there were about 2,000 surviving soldiers on the east city of Xijing in Xia Kingdom.
Facing the death-like baptism of artillery fire from the Song army, the main reason why they did not abandon the city and flee was:
Some of them may have been forced by the supervising team personally selected by King Pu and dared not escape.
Perhaps he was infected by the noble charisma of Li Renzhong, the king of Pu, who was high in power, loyal to his emperor and patriotic, and defended the city to the death despite being seriously injured, without fear of life or death.
On the main wall of the East City, the Xia Army soldiers who were still alive were armed with bows and arrows and other cold weapons, but they were unable to attack the Song Army who were four to five hundred steps away outside the city.
They were so anxious that they were scratching their heads and unwilling to give up.
They could only hide under the crenellations on the main wall of the East City, and poke their heads out from time to time to look ahead and below the city to see if Song Army City was approaching...
They poked their heads out to observe the Song Army's enemy situation again and again, but they were disappointed again and again.
Many of them had participated in the war between the Song Dynasty and Xia Dynasty three years ago. However, in all the small battles they had fought before, no matter whether they won or lost, they were not as helpless and suffocating as this early morning!
Song's enemy can hit him with weapons such as "Sky Thunder", but he can't hit Song's enemy with bows, arrows, or even trebuchets...
"Boom boom boom..."
"Boom boom boom..."
After another round of artillery bombardment by the Song Army, hundreds of Xia Army soldiers on the east city spilled blood on the wall, and their bodies and limbs were blown away...
The roar of artillery fire was like the bells of Doomsday, echoing in the empty city...
Every explosion of the shells was accompanied by flying dust on the East City, masonry cracking, and the bodies and severed limbs of the Xia army defending the city flying in the air...
The sound of gunfire echoed in the night sky...
The light of fire shines on the top of the city...
It reflected the frightened faces of the Xixia defenders.
The thick east city wall was crumbling under the baptism of artillery fire...
The thick wooden east city gate was already burning in the flames after the explosion of the cannonball...
It spends the last moments of its life,
Making a crackling sound,
While singing the miserable lament from prosperity to decline,
While burning itself, generating heat and glowing,
Illuminating a great future for the great cause of the reunification of the Song Army...
In Xia Kingdom's western capital and eastern city, the air is filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and scorched earth, which is suffocating.
When the artillery of the Song Army commanded by Zhao Ji opened fire,
The deafening sound of artillery, the groans of pain of the wounded Xia troops defending the city, the sobs of those who lost their robes, the sighs of veterans, the hateful curses of young soldiers, and Li Renzhong's shouting at the top of his lungs, "Hold the city!"
The roars were chaotically intertwined, like a tragic symphony.
Xia Jun's fresh lives fell like meteors one after another.
Some fell in a pool of blood, and some were buried in bricks and stones. Their eyes were full of unwillingness and despair.
Those Xia soldiers who had the chance to escape were left in a state of disarray with their armor abandoned, their faces full of fear and helplessness.
The tragic scene in the east city of Xijing was like a picture painted with artillery fire and blood, which made the once powerful party members unable to bear to look directly at it.
In this catastrophe, the once prosperous and glorious Xijing of the Party members was reduced to ashes...
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However, the mood of the Song army outside the East City was completely opposite to that of the Xia army guarding the East City.
At this time, Zhao Ji, who was wearing armor, was riding on a snow-white Zhaoye Jade Lion war horse from the Western Regions.
He wears a red cloak embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon on his back, flying in the air with the wind, making a hunting sound, and is extremely powerful...
Zhao Ji secretly sighed: "With the current situation, if we want to unify China, how can we do it without resorting to armed warfare?"
"For the unification of China, I will not be ashamed no matter how many Xia troops are killed to prevent the great cause of unification!"
"In the future, I will be kind to the Xixia people who surrender..."
Because Zhao Ji, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, was at his command, the Song soldiers and generals looked at the majestic Zhao Guan's family in the military formation, and then looked at the heavy casualties of the Xia army in the enemy city ahead after being bombarded. Their morale suddenly became unprecedentedly high.
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Every time the artillery of the Song Army fired a round of shells at the enemy city, the cavalry and infantry of the Song Dynasty burst into cheers...
"The official family is powerful..."
"The cannon is powerful..."
"Indestructible..."
"Our army is invincible..."
"Mighty and mighty..."
Zhao Ji faced the excitement and cheers of his soldiers in the formation, but he remained calm.
Next to him, Prince Yun Zhao Kai and Prince Kang Xiao Zhao Gou were amazed when they saw their father's calm and calm expression.
Even Zongze, the mature and prudent envoy to the Privy Council, looked at the calm expression of Zhao Guanjia who was sure of victory, and he admired from the bottom of his heart: Zhao Guanjia, who has now reformed himself, is a saintly king and hero who can achieve great things!
Han Shizhong, who was not far from Zhao Guan's house, also expressed deep admiration for Zhao Guan's family's behavior of disregarding the safety of the holy body and personally enlisting in the army to command and supervise the war...
Han Shizhong rode his horse to Zhao Ji's side and asked respectfully:
"In response to the official announcement, our army's ten red-coated cannons have fired nine rounds of artillery bombardment at the enemy's east city of Xijing. Now that the enemy city is in danger, can we stop the bombardment? Instead, we can use cavalry and infantry to attack the enemy city.
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