More than 170 powerful flowering shells exploded among the rebels, and in an instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the rebels suffered heavy casualties and were in chaos.

"Fire!" In just ten breaths, sixty Shenwu cannons opened fire again.

"Boom, boom, boom" and another 60 flowering bombs exploded among the rebels.

Unlike the Shenwu cannon, which can be fired again at very short intervals, the old red-coated cannon takes an extremely long time to prepare, and basically the old red-coated cannon can only be fired once every three times the Shenwu cannon is fired.

There is no way, the Shenwu cannon is made of the most advanced steel and technology, and the weight is only about four hundred catties, which is almost one-eighth of the bulky old red-coat cannon, and it is more sensitive to operate.

"Fire!"

"Boom Boom"

Powerful flowering shells continued to explode in the chaos of more than 200,000 rebels.

"Ahh

"Mom, run!"

The artillery fire on the city wall of Nanjing was so powerful that in the face of this sudden and fierce shelling, more than 200,000 rebels fled for their lives in confusion, and a number of high-ranking rebels such as King Lu and Mr. Wu also fled for their lives.

"Rack!" King Lu looked embarrassed on his horse, and just now he was caught by a piece of shrapnel that grazed his neck, and he died on the spot after only half an inch.

King Lu didn't have any ideas, he just wanted to get out of the range of the cannon as soon as possible.

"Boom Boom"

The city of Nanjing was shelled again.

Another flowering bomb exploded not far from King Lu, King Lu rode on a war horse and ran quickly, he felt the terrifying heat wave accompanied by the explosion of the flowering bomb, King Lu was rushed on his back by this heat wave, his body shook, and he almost fell off his horse.

was so frightened that King Lu was almost scared to pee, and he hugged the horse's neck in embarrassment to stabilize his body and not fall off the horse.

In just 50 breaths, the Shenwu cannon fired six times, the old-style red-coated cannon also fired twice, and nearly 600 flowering shells exploded among the rebels.

When King Lu and more than 200,000 rebels retreated beyond the range of artillery, more than 3,000 people had been killed or wounded, and more importantly, it was a blow to morale.

To say that these anti-army soldiers since joining the army of King Lu, with the absolute number of people, in Jiangbei every battle must be conquered, more than 20 sieges, whether they were originally forced or for the high salary of the anti-army, in short, they joined the anti-army, and because of the record of the anti-army, their morale is acceptable, not long ago when the soldiers just came to the city of Nanjing, they once thought that King Lu was about to win, one by one indispensable excitement in their hearts.

However, the shelling just now dealt them a severe blow, not only to their morale, but also to break their illusions. With such a powerful artillery presence in the city of Nanjing, it was impossible for them to attack it.

In the end, it is a group of rabble, when fighting a tailwind war, their morale is not lower than that of the regular army, and once they encounter a little setback, their morale will immediately be knocked to the bottom.

Looking at the tall Nanjing city wall, especially the black hole on the side of the city wall, thinking of the fierce shelling just now, many anti-army soldiers trembled all over, and their faces were extremely pale!

King Lu looked at the group of troops under his command who were like defeated soldiers, and almost didn't vomit blood.

Where is this more than a hundred red-clothed cannons, even three hundred red-clothed cannons are only such power!

King Lu's face was so gloomy that he couldn't be gloomy anymore.

The fierce artillery bombardment launched from Nanjing City not only hit the morale of the rebel soldiers, but also hit King Lu's self-confidence, and also broke King Lu's illusion of capturing Nanjing City immediately, and ruthlessly pulled King Lu back to reality.

"Mr. Wu, the cannon in Nanjing City is so powerful, can we still capture Nanjing City!" King Lu's face turned pale, and he looked eagerly at Mr. Wu, the strategist he believed in the most.

This Mr. Wu has not only been by his side since the beginning of the incident, but also assisted him in gathering this army of nearly 250,000 people, and many of the strategies to attack the city were from Mr. Wu's hands, without Mr. Wu, there would be no King Lu today.

King Lu trusted Mr. Wu more than anyone else.

The corners of Mr. Wu's mouth twitched fiercely, his eyes stared at Nanjing City, and he was speechless in shock for a while.

Not only is it the fantasy of King Lu, the fantasy of Mr. Wu, who claims to be extremely smart, has also been broken, he used to take it for granted, and it was also this period of smooth sailing that made him get carried away and careless.

Although Mr. Wu is from a good background, he is indeed smart, but unfortunately his cleverness is manifested in poetry and small things in peacetime, he doesn't know much about the war, and he has captured more than 20 cities in Jiangbei continuously, and he subconsciously thinks that even if Nanjing City is more difficult to attack, it will definitely be captured. He had heard of the power of the red-coated cannon, and he probably understood the power of the red-coated cannon, but he didn't know that the Ming Dynasty had a cannon that was better than the red-coated cannon.

300 red-coated cannons, only 300 were brought by the 800,000 Qing army when they went south.

As for whether he can capture Nanjing City, Mr. Wu's heart is not much lower, of course, he is absolutely unwilling, his martial glory and wisdom cannot be buried here.

Thinking of this, Mr. Wu smiled at King Lu and said: "Don't worry, the prince has more than 200,000 troops, and we can wipe out the defenders of Nanjing City, and it will not be a problem to capture Nanjing City!" ”

Listening to Mr. Wu's words, King Lu breathed a sigh of relief, he still believed in Mr. Wu very much in his heart.

"Your Majesty, this group of rebels is really a group of incompetent rabble, thinking that they can scare people by relying on a large number of people, it's ridiculous!" Zhang Kuishan, commander of the Fifth Army, stood next to Zhu Ci and said with a disdainful smile.

"The morale of the rebels has been knocked to the bottom, and the next step is immediately planned, preparing to leave the city, and I will try to see if I can reduce the casualties of the rebels." Zhu Ci smirked.

Yes, it is to reduce the casualties of the rebels, King Lu and others really deserve to die, but the group of rebel soldiers under King Lu are still mostly ordinary people, Zhu Cihe believes that they are by no means sincere in helping King Lu, so in Zhu Ci's heart, they are still the people of the Ming Dynasty, and Zhu Ciji is willing to give them a chance.

"Yes!" Zhang Kuishan's face was solemn, and he immediately went down to the city to prepare.

After a cup of tea.

The gate of Nanjing City was suddenly opened, and the 20,000 Ying Long army walked out of Nanjing City with high morale and marched out of Nanjing City with neat steps and fought under the city!

Zhu Ci also appeared outside the city wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and riding on a war horse, and appeared in the support of the 20,000 Ying Dragon Army.

"Long live our emperor! Banzai! Hooray! The soldiers of the Ying Long Army cheered together, and with a soaring battle spirit, they rushed to the four directions, and all the soldiers of the Ying Long Army were full of enthusiasm.

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