Three hundred and twentieth chapters ten thousand guns fired
Xun Chen, who was on the city wall, was immediately frightened when he saw Xin Ping appear.
Xin Ping was the military adviser of King Yuan Tan of Wei. Now that he was no longer under the command of King Wei, he appeared beside Yan Liang. Xun Chen knew what this meant.
There are only two possibilities, either Xin Ping deserted Yuan Tan and defected to Yan Liang, or Yuan Tan was defeated and Xin Ping was captured by Yan Liang and had no choice but to surrender.
The former is fine, but if it's the latter...
Xun Chen was desperate and did not dare to think about it any more.
But just when Xun Chen was feeling horrified, Xin Ping suddenly shouted such impassioned words in front of the soldiers of both armies.
That inspiring roar immediately gave Xun Chen a glimmer of hope again in his despairing heart.
"Perhaps the king's reinforcements are really still on the way, and Xin Ping just pretended to surrender to Yan Liang in order to inform Xu Du, who had no information?"
Xun Chen comforted himself in this way, even though he felt that what Xin Ping did was against common sense. Even if he wanted to spread the news, there was no need to take risks himself.
When Xun Chen was struggling between hope and despair, he was horrified to see the horrific scene of Yan Liang personally beheading Xin Ping with a single sword in front of tens of thousands of people.
That merciless sword blow and the bloody heads shocked Yuan Junjun at the top of the city.
Before Xun Chen had time to feel sad about Xin Ping's death, Yan Liang had already sent his final message to him with his powerful voice.
Those threatening words like a bell pierced Xun Chen's heart like a knife, making his whole body shiver. An unprecedented coldness rose from the soles of his feet and instantly hit his whole body.
The cold wind blew by, sending a piercing chill down his back. In the blink of an eye, Xun Chen was shocked to find that he had been broken into a cold sweat by a few threatening words from Yan Liang.
At this moment, Xun Chen and the defenders of Xun Yicheng fell into a deathly silence.
But in front of Xudu City, after Yan Liang gave the ultimatum, he turned around and walked away. Tens of thousands of troops slowly retreated, leaving only a bloody red stain in front of the city.
Yan Liang did not attack the city. It seemed that he was going to give Xun Chen three days to weigh whether he should surrender as he said.
Xun Chen also breathed a sigh of relief and dragged his tired body down to the city. He urgently summoned Wang Zhao, Meng Dai and other generals to discuss countermeasures.
Wang Zhao and other generals who stayed behind in Xu Du were all trusted generals single-handedly selected by Yuan Tan. Although Xu Du was now isolated from the outside world and saw Xin Ping being killed with his own eyes today, after all the generals put it together, they still decided to defend Xu Du.
The capital is waiting for Yuan Tan's reinforcements.
Although Xun Chen was shocked by Yan Liang's threat, he could only obey the decision discussed by the generals.
…
Yan Jun Camp.
Unconsciously, two days had passed, and Xu Ducheng showed no intention of surrendering to the city. Instead, he was reinforcing the city's defenses day and night, as if he planned to hold on to the city.
The tent was filled with a strong desire for war, and all the generals could no longer restrain themselves. They wished they could attack the city immediately.
However, Yan Liang looked relaxed and not at all anxious.
"Lord, two days have passed. I think that Xun Chen will probably not surrender. It's time for us to prepare for the general attack." Xu Shu added.
Yan Liang sneered, "Xin Ping's voice gave Xun Chen hope. Do you think I will really wait for him to surrender?"
Everyone's expressions changed, and they all looked at Yan Liang.
Xu Shu showed a bit of excitement and smiled: "It turns out that my lord has already seen through Xun Chen's thoughts. From this point of view, we have nothing to hesitate. The only way for Xu Capital City to break through is with force."
Yan Liang stood up and walked around the tent with his hands behind his back.
"It is imperative to attack Xu Du by force, but I have been thinking that even if it is a strong attack, we should use strategies to reduce the losses of soldiers as much as possible. I wonder if you can have a plan that can have both ends?"
When Yan Liang spoke, Xu Shu and other counselors immediately started thinking and thinking hard.
Now Yan Liang's besieging army has nearly 50,000 troops, while Yuan's army defending the city has 10,000 troops, five times the strength. A battle in the open field has an overwhelming strength advantage, but for siege, it does not count as an occupation.
Absolute advantage.
"Our army only has 50,000 troops. It is obviously inappropriate to besiege it on all sides. For the current plan, the only way to concentrate our troops and attack one side by force is the best strategy."
Xu Shu was the first to speak, stroking his beard with a thoughtful expression.
Zhang He said: "Even if we attack one side by force, if Xun Chen discovers the main attack direction of our army and promptly mobilizes troops from the other three gates, he can also concentrate his forces to deal with our attack. Even if he attacks one side with 50,000 people, it may not be enough."
There is an absolute chance of winning.”
Zhang He is known for his calmness. At this time, he was not dazzled by the great victory in the Dan battle and still remained calm.
After what they said, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Yan Liang's mind, "If that's the case, then we will try our best to prevent Xun Chen from discovering the main direction of our army's attack."
A hint of excitement suddenly flashed across Xu Shu's thoughtful face, as if Yan Liang's words helped him clear up his thoughts.
After pondering for a moment, a sly smile flashed across Xu Shu's lips, "I already understand my lord's intention, but I have found a trick, which may have miraculous results."
…
One day later, the tension in Xu Ducheng reached its peak.
This was the last day for Yan Liang to give Xun Chen his all-clear. Yan Liang had always been true to his word, and since he had spoken harsh words, he would never be soft-hearted.
For a whole day, Yan Jun remained stationary and showed no signs of attacking the city, which made Xun Chen feel a little relieved.
In the early morning of the next day, when it was almost dawn, an urgent message from the top of the city woke Xun Chen from his sleep.
The soldiers on duty at Ximen came to report that Yan's army had begun to gather towards the front line of the West City and seemed to be launching a large-scale attack.
Xun Chen did not dare to hesitate, so he hurriedly put on his Pegasus and rushed to the west gate.
At the top of the city, Wang Zhao had led 3,000 soldiers and horses to arrive, and there was a sense of nervousness and uneasiness at the top of the city.
"General Wang, what's going on?" Xun Chen asked out of breath as he climbed to the top of the mountain city.
Wang Zhao looked solemn and pointed outside the city: "Master Xun, see for yourself."
Xun Chen lay down next to the female wall, looking out of the city through the dim white light from the east, and couldn't help but gasp.
The wilderness hundreds of steps outside the city, which stretches for several miles, is already densely covered with Yan's soldiers. Rows of dense swords and halberds glow with a ferocious and strange cold light. The endless sea of flags is even more...
Like a raging wave, it rolls in the morning wind.
Not far away, there are more Yan troops, who are marching out of their camps and gathering towards the front line of Xicheng.
What is even more alarming is that Yan Jun is pushing the Thunderbolt Cars one by one to the front of the formation. At a glance, at least more than a hundred Thunderbolt Cars are aimed at the city, and the number is still increasing.
Looking at the boundless sea of people and the huge and terrifying Thunderbolt Car, Yan Jun seemed to be concentrating all his forces to launch the most violent attack on Xicheng.
"Master Xun, the enemy seems to be concentrating its forces to attack the west city. Should we quickly mobilize troops and horses from the other three cities to avoid being unable to withstand the attack?" Wang Zhao said anxiously.
Xun Chen shook his head, "We'll wait and see. Unless it's absolutely necessary, don't easily deploy the troops of the other three sects to avoid falling into Yan Liangsheng's plan of attacking from the east to the west."
Xun Chen knew that Yan Liang was cunning and treacherous, so he did not dare to make decisions easily.
Wang Zhao had no choice but to sit back and watch the enemy gather their forces with an anxious look on his face.
Not long after, Yan's army had been assembled. Military formations of various sizes were overwhelming. A rough estimate showed that the number of troops was at least 40,000.
At this time, the number of Pili vehicles gathered in front of the military formation reached 300.
This was an extremely terrifying number, and the spectacular scene vaguely reminded Xun Chen of the grand scene of the Battle of Guandu.
Over the past few days, Xun Chen has been deeply tortured by the power of the Thunderbolt Chariot. Now Yan Liang has gathered almost all the Thunderbolt Chariots on the west line in one breath. If they were launched at the same time, what a terrifying scene it would be.
Xun Chen didn't dare to think about it anymore. His palms were cold and fear was growing in his heart.
Under the city wall, Yan Liang sat leisurely on his horse, looking coldly at the Xudu city wall with his head raised.
Although it was still dark and hundreds of steps away, Yan Liang seemed to be able to see what kind of frightened expression Xun Chen had at this moment, facing his vast sea of soldiers and hundreds of behemoths.
A blast car.
"Xun Chen, wouldn't you rather die than surrender? Very good. Let me give you a taste of what it feels like to fire thousands of guns."
Yan Liang snorted and immediately ordered the Thunderbolt Car to prepare to fire.
When the order was passed, the sound of squeaking wooden tips was heard one after another. Stone bullets the size of bull heads were in place. Three hundred cannons from the Cold Weapon Age were all aimed at the enemy city.
"Launch—" Yan Liang shouted.
The drums of war suddenly sounded, and the signal to fire was immediately given.
Three hundred thunderbolt vehicles fired at almost the same time. Amidst the loud roar of the wind, more than three hundred stone bullets rose into the air, drawing graceful arcs, like a meteor shower falling in the sky, overwhelming the sky.
It poured out towards the head of Xudu City.
Xun Chen and thousands of defenders on the top of the city were instantly frightened. Everyone instinctively shrank down, hid their heads and hid under the parapet.
After a certain moment, there was a loud noise like the earth was shattering.
The flying stone bullets mercilessly hit the scarred city walls of Xudu. The gravel collapsed, dust flew up, and the sound of roars and screams poured into the eardrums like a tide, cutting Yuan Jun's tight body like a sharp knife.
nerve.
The first round of attacks was the beginning of the nightmare. In the following, three hundred Thunderbolt vehicles fired endlessly at the enemy city. The entire West City line was covered by the rain of rocks falling from the sky.
Such a dense level was beyond Xun Chen's imagination. Even if he was not hit, the roaring and tsunami-like momentum was enough to frighten him.
"Lord Xun, look at this formation, the enemy is trying to concentrate their forces to attack the west city, so why don't they mobilize troops to help quickly? If it's too late, it will be too late!" Wang Zhao, who was huddled next to him, shouted in horror.
Xun Chen didn't dare to hesitate anymore, so he shouted anxiously: "Go quickly to mobilize the soldiers from all the gates, and gather all the troops and horses at the west gate. Go quickly -"