Someone is actually saying that the protagonist is cowardly, I want to say who is born heroic, who can carry the great cause of the world as soon as he comes, is there? Growth is a slow process, just like each of us.

The water of Taihu Lake seemed to know that it was about to witness the process of countless lives disappearing and countless blood flowing, and it surged uneasily, slapping the rocky beach on the shore and striking a large white spray. In the chilly winds of the winter night, a flotilla of ships surrounded two of the tallest ships appeared on the dark surface of the lake.

Nine huge black shadows, which looked black in the night, staggered from the board of the boat and sailed onto the shore of the lake. Murong Zhuo sat on a chariot where Liu Guoxuan was, this time Liu Guoxuan and they only brought a half-ranger platoon, a total of seven old-fashioned chariots and a chariot platoon, plus a gun truck and a transport vehicle, a total of eighty-two people, ninety shells. Tonight, in order to show the strength of the Shenzhou army, in order to deter the defenders of Suzhou, Murong Zhuo planned to give him a salvo of thirty shells, so that these Qing soldiers could also see what slaughter was.

Wu Shengzhao took the soldiers in his battalion and followed behind the chariot with flashing lights in front. In his opinion, it is only right to rely on the soldiers to erect ladders to attack the city, what use can it be to rely on these things, but looking at Murong Zhuo's confident appearance, he can be regarded as suspicious in his heart.

Hou Fangyu rode on a horse, and now he has replaced Dai Zhijun as the main staff behind Wu Shengzhao's background to advise him. From beginning to end, Hou Fangyu did not explain his whereabouts to Li Xiangjun, only saying that he still had something to do while staying in Jiangnan.

Li Xiangjun didn't express too much sadness about his departure, but just lightly asked him to take care. This parting made him feel a little sad, but he didn't want to tell Li Xiangjun where he was going, first, he didn't want her to worry, and second, he didn't want her to stay in the difficult place south of the Yangtze River for this reason.

The group silently marched towards Suzhou City, and there was no resistance or human figure on the way, only the chariot in front of them advanced on the uneven official road on the Jiangnan Plain.

At dawn, Wu Shengzhao finally set up a position under the city of Suzhou, and in order to take care of Murong Zhuo's face, he only secretly ordered that if the chariot failed to attack the city wall, he would immediately set up a ladder and storm the west gate of Suzhou.

Above the city, the lights are bright, and the brilliant Kong Ming lanterns are also raised in the air, illuminating the city as bright as day. From a distance, the soldiers above the city came and went, and it was obvious that they had received the news and strengthened their precautions. Looking at these, Wu Shengzhao took a deep breath. Thinking of the sword light and sword shadow that he was about to see soon, the brave blood in the heart of the corpse mountain and sea of blood gradually burned, and his body trembled all over him.

"General, please also pass down the general's order, and ask the soldiers not to panic, our chariot is moving quite quietly."

Wu Shengzhao didn't seem to listen to Murong Zhuo's words, he just watched the monster-like chariots lined in the light staggering towards the city wall.

The cannon at the head of the city was fired, but unfortunately at the darkest hour of dawn, even if the chariot was aimed, the effect of scare was greater than that of attack.

Further, the birds, bows and arrows on the city were raining downward, although the Qing soldiers on the city did not know what kind of monsters these things approached in the dark, but the consensus was that this thing was by no means a friend.

The seven chariots came to a halt, and at this time they did not enter the range of the old flying crossbow, they only stopped because they had reached the optimal range of the rocket artillery at 200 meters.

Liu Guoxuan jumped out of the car, and Gan Hui in front of him shouted at him, "Hurry up, we can't be beaten like this all the time." ”

Liu Guoxuan unhurriedly and carefully aimed at the west gate of Suzhou City. He knew that the power of rocket artillery was quite great, but it was a pity that the accuracy was a little worse, the city gate was such a big thing, here he Liu Guoxuan only dared to guarantee that at least five shots could hit, and the other shells might fall on the wall on the side. After aiming, he pulled the firing rope on the side, and there was a flintlock machine, which lit the fuse of each rocket, and shot out one by one in the order in which it was arranged.

Wu Shengzhao looked at the rocket that flew to the direction of the city gate, and opened his mouth angrily, someone must ask, the rockets are available tomorrow morning, will a Ming general be so angry? Of course, who has ever seen a rocket equipped with a contact fuse, there is no one in that. Even the horses beside him were a little alarmed by the flickering light of the night.

Liu Guoxuan looked at the flight routes of those rockets with satisfaction, according to this, at least one ** piece would fall on the city gate.

"Boom...... Boom ......" a series of loud noises, the west gate of Suzhou City was submerged in thick smoke and firelight.

As soon as Liu Guoxuan finished firing, he hurriedly instructed his subordinates to start loading. They also had to move forward, this time to a distance of 15 meters from the city walls, and to suppress the walls with their flying crossbows, where the rocket artillery would again fire at the gates.

The Qing soldiers on the head of the city were in chaos, and after so many years of fighting, the Ming army had never seen any weapons, but this was the first time that the rockets that had been beaten were encountered.

A few monsters from below the city approached the walls again.

The Qing army in the city was busy, and the explosion at the city gate just now did not hurt the soldiers above the city except for fright. The soldiers at the head of the city were only slightly flustered, and then lined up again at the battlement, their hard bows outstretched, their eyes fixed on the monsters that were getting closer and closer under the city.

At this time, the air seemed to be shaken by something, and it made a buzzing sound. Fear spread among the soldiers like a wave of water, and in the years of war, they could hear the sound of extremely dense crossbow arrows flying, but where did they come from, except for the monsters under the city, there was not a single figure to be seen.

A long series of screams rang out at the top of the city, and the soldiers were shot down in pieces by the crossbow arrows that had been struck by their heads, and those who were hit by the arrows lay on the ground rolling and wailing, and most of the unstruck were hiding under the wide eaves of the gatehouse, where there was now the only place where they could hide from the arrows.

Liu Guoxuan looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and twenty rockets were fired at the city gate again, and the crossbow arrows and firearms on the city head had been completely suppressed by the continuous Xiaofei Divine Crossbow. With the remaining ten rockets, he fired a salvo at the gatehouse.

In the twilight of the sky, it seems that there are so many soldiers running and galloping towards Suzhou, where the city will return to the hands of our Han people when another dawn comes.