The sturdy walls of Fancheng writhed violently like a python.

The smoke of the explosion enveloped the heavens and the earth, and when the smoke cleared, the city walls were reduced to a pile of rubble.

There was silence between heaven and earth.

There was only the sound of falling masonry.

"The old man researched this explosive, and the power is getting bigger and bigger!" Zhu Wu covered his mouth and nose and squinted his eyes to prevent dust.

After another moment, the dust fell to the ground and the vision was clear. A huge gap appeared in Fancheng in his sight, like a person missing a few front teeth.

"Ready!"

Zhu Wu ordered softly.

The Han army's siege has already taken mature steps, and the seemingly simple advance is actually the result of thousands of training and simulations.

The Han army was trained as a non-commissioned officer, and the officers were trained every three days. It is specially taught to officers how to deal with the attack and defense of the city, how to cooperate with artillery, how to advance infantry, the use of palm mines, the configuration of shotguns, and so on.

Most of those officers were illiterate, but rote memorization had to be memorized as well. Although it is inevitably dogmatic and inflexible, it is already ahead of its time.

"Brothers!"

Zheng Yuchun took out his waist knife, and surrounded by the guards, pointed to the gap in the city wall, raised his arms and shouted, "Big man!" ”

"Big Han!"

Countless recuperated siege infantry pressed up.

Musketeers, grenadiers, shield knife axemen, artillerymen carrying small shotguns.

The sound of killing shook the sky, and the Han army stepped on the rubble and masonry all over the ground and rushed to the city wall.

At the same time, the banner of the King of Xiangyang suddenly appeared in the gap.

"Sons! Kill the thief with this king! ”

The king of Xiangyang, Boluo, did not spend a lot of money holding a treasure knife, and he blocked the gap with his own soldiers like a lion.

Bang bang bang!

The musketeers fired from their backs.

Rumble! Rumble!

Palm Thunder Explosion.

Inside and outside the city walls, two soldiers and horses slammed into each other, hand-to-hand combat.

"Go on!"

Someone fell down at any time in his sight, Zhu Wu didn't blink his eyelids, waved his hand and said.

In the position of the Han army, there were countless warriors, rushing over, some directly hitting the gap in the city wall, and some leaning on the city wall with ladders and began to climb.

Between heaven and earth, the most primitive battle of human beings was staged again.

Opposite the Han River, the civil and military officials of Xiangyang City looked at Fan Cheng in the smoke and couldn't help but tremble.

If Fancheng is finished, the next step is Xiangyang, how long can Xiangyang be held?

Without foreign aid, Xiangyang would be an isolated city. In fact, now, Xiangyang is already an isolated city.

Some civil officials were secretly observing, and Fan Tianjie, the governor of Xiangyang, who was standing on the city wall, found that the other party was like ashes.

"It's over! Finished! ”

Fan Tianjie screamed in his heart, not to mention how to defend Xiangyang, he was convicted of the crime of losing his clan.

On that day, he himself encouraged the king of Xiangyang to guard Fancheng, saying that what clan relatives can reassure the army.

How to explain?

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"Kill!"

"Push it up!"

"Brothers, keep up!"

As soon as the city was broken, the defenders' morale was scattered, and countless Han troops rushed into Fancheng, and the Yuan army retreated.

In the gap between the collapsed walls, the rubble had turned red, and slowly the red blood had turned black again.

The ground was littered with corpses and scattered weapons.

Facts have proved that under the blow of the Han army's serial fist, in front of the absolute strength of the Han army. The courage of the Yuan army can only be a futile struggle. If the Han army dies one, they will die five or six.

This battle could not be fought, and even many Yuan troops simply lost their weapons and ran directly to the people's homes.

"After entering the city, you must restrain military discipline!"

Zhu Wu was outside the city and said slowly, "Let them not cause trouble for Lao Tzu!" ”

Guo Xing, who had been by Zhu Wu's side, said, "Yes, Fifth Brother!" ”

"The third child!" Zhu Wu looked at the battle in the distance, and then said, "After taking Xiangyang Fancheng, you will lead the troops to be stationed here." ”

"Listen to the fifth brother's orders!"

"Xiangyang is the only way to the north, Nanyang, Hanzhong Road, you guard it!"

"Don't worry, Fifth Brother!"

Zhu Wu smiled, hammered Guo Sanyi on the horse, and slowly rode forward.

As he walked, Zhu Wu suddenly turned around and said with a smile, "Third child, did you ever think that our brothers have today?" ”

Guo Xing grinned, "I can't eat enough in my stomach, what do you want to daydream?" ”

Zhu Wu stopped smiling, and said, "Third child, I've thought about it, I've been thinking about it!" ”

People are ambitious.

It's just that when there is no strength, ambition can only be secretly hidden and quietly fantasized by itself.

Everyone must have a thought.

If it weren't for the daydream that others identified, how could Zhu Wu get to where he is today?

Big husband, who doesn't want to wake up and take charge of the world?

Taking Fancheng in Xiangyang not only controlled the Han River Plain, but also cut the final route of the Yuan army south.

The Han Dynasty can isolate the Yuan army and bury its head in development.

The city was filled with smoke, the sound of fighting continued, and groups of Han troops chased the Yuan army and cut down in the city.

Zhu Wu's military discipline was to the people, and the Han army was not so polite when he surrendered his troops. The head is the military industry, and the military judge is not there. Even if there were those who surrendered, they were cut with a knife.

"Lord Wang, let's go!"

The soldiers hugged the king of Xiangyang with his cloak and fled in embarrassment.

"Let go of this king!" Bo Luo Buhua struggled down, still holding the treasure knife in his hand, and shouted, "Where to go? Where can you escape? After losing the fief, what face does this king have to live? ”

The pro-soldiers were silent. Mengyuan's military law is strict, and the best outcome for them, the personal guards around the prince, is to die in battle with the prince. Otherwise, if the prince dies, they are alive, and under the military law of Mengyuan, their families will be worse than dead.

"Is the grain depot burning? Is the armory burning? Bo Luo Buhua suddenly said, "Let's go, go with this king to burn, and don't leave a grain of grain for Zhu Thief!" ”

The guards silently followed, but as soon as they walked out of the street, they collided with a small group of Han soldiers chasing after them.

"Kill!"

Without any words, the two sides drew their knives directly.

In close combat, this small group of Han soldiers did not have firearms in their hands, and when they encountered the elite soldiers of the king of Xiangyang, they were inferior in number and gradually lost their support.

Bang! A bang.

The Han army pulled off the fireworks in his hand to report the news.

"Kill them!"

Bo Luo didn't spend his own hands hacking a Han army to death, and shouted wildly.

But suddenly, his body stiffened, and he was shocked, and a group of hurried footsteps sounded around the corner, afraid that there were hundreds of people.

However, when those people showed up, Boluo didn't take a long breath and even had some surprises.

"Lord Wang!" The officer of the Yuan Army, who was the leader, was dressed and looked anxious. He was followed by stragglers of the Yuan army.

"He Manzi, come here and help!" Bo Luo Buhua pointed to the Han army, which was still fighting back stubbornly, "Hurry up and hack them to death!" ”

"Yes!"

The leader of this team of officers of the Yuan army is called He Manzi, who was born in a cattle herding baby, relying on his military exploits and the appreciation of the king of Xiangyang, he climbed all the way up, and he was the most respectful to Boluo Buhua on weekdays.

"Kill them all quickly, and ..... with this king" Bo Luo Buhua suddenly shouted, "He barbarian, what are you doing as a?" ”

I saw He Manzi's people draw their knives and rush over, but instead of cutting the Han army, they took advantage of the inattention of Boluo's own soldiers and cut them down one after another in the back.

"You ....." Bo Luo didn't spend the same time as eating people, and his hair was all open, "He Manzi, do you want to take the head of this king?" ”

He Manzi shook his head and sneered, "How dare the villain ask for your head, the villain wants your old man!" ”

Those who capture Boluo alive do not spend the first to reward 10,000 households.

Xiangyang Wang Boluo didn't understand, sneered and took a few steps back, looking at He Manzi with contempt.

"If you rebel early, this prince can still look down on you! Now that people have broken the city, you are also a greedy and afraid of death! As he spoke, he suddenly put the treasure knife on his neck, and said with red eyes, "I want to exchange this king for your future, dreaming!" ”

Sou!

Bang!

The sword fell to the ground, and Bo Luo Buhua had an extra bow and arrow on his arm.

An archer behind He Manzi collected his bow and arrows, not daring to look at the distorted face of the King of Xiangyang.

"Lord Wang!" He Manzi sighed, "Why bother! I don't take you, and others take you, all to live! ”

As he spoke, the sneers of several Yuan soldiers in Boluo Buhua tied him up strongly.

And He Manzi said flatteringly to the Han army, who was leaning on the guard, "Brothers, I have captured the puppet king and dedicated it to the king of Han!" ”