Di Qing was very relieved to see that the army's heart was available, but he did not immediately order the siege to begin, but asked the soldiers to rest and eat first, and then attack the city after recuperating and recuperating their spirits.

Anyway, Mianyang City is right in front of you, and you can't run, so naturally there is no need to rush.

After the army rested for a long time, the soldiers recovered their spirits and asked Di Qing to fight one after another.

Di Qing just let the army continue to rest, and did not promise them to go into battle immediately.

Morale is available, but it hasn't been built up to the top. On the battlefield, morale is extremely important, and it is often the trade-off.

The officers and soldiers continued to climb, and the longer the defenders of the city dragged on, the lower the morale became. Tomorrow, when the cannons are fired, the morale of the defenders will collapse in the shortest possible time, and the difficulty of breaking the city will be minimized.

Di Qing is a famous general invited by the Panthéon, and he has grasped the skills and timing of these battlefields to the point of perfection, so he will naturally not be in a hurry.

The general trend of the world has been decided, and Zhang Xianzhong will not be of much use even if he jumps again.

When Di Qing was calm and calm, Sun Kewang in the city was bottomless and panicked.

If the official army immediately attacked the city, he could still take advantage of the fact that the morale of the defenders had not fallen to the bottom, and fight to the death, and maybe there would be a chance.

However, the officials and soldiers had a lot of time, so that his plan fell through all of a sudden, and he was worried about practicing with nothing to do, but he was silent with a blue face.

There are already rumors among the soldiers below, people are panicking, and many people have begun to waver and want to desert.

If it weren't for Sun Kewang's drastic means to kill dozens of people with obvious intentions, maybe there would have been a large-scale escape incident at this time.

Sun Kewang led a team of personal soldiers to patrol the barracks, and those whispering soldiers immediately shut up when they saw him coming, just watching them silently.

But Sun Kewang saw not only fear in the eyes of those soldiers, but also resentment.

This feeling made Sun Kewang very uncomfortable. If a few people dare to do this, he will order it to be seen. But there are too many people with this kind of look, if he kills them all, this city will not have to be defended at all, just run away.

He knew very well in his heart that these soldiers were hating him for cutting off their way to survival.

"If anyone talks nonsense and disturbs the morale of the army, they will not be spared. Your Majesty has already sent reinforcements to arrive, and as long as we carry it through tomorrow, the reinforcements will arrive. When the reinforcements arrive, there will be nothing to fear from the officers and soldiers. ”

As Sun Kewang walked, he let the soldiers behind him shout among the battalions, trying to use these words to stabilize the morale of the army.

As for how much role it can play, no one knows the bottom of it.

This night, Sun Kewang didn't sleep soundly, and he was always worried that there would be chaos among the soldiers at night. At dawn, I was so sleepy and tired that I could sleep for a while.

But he felt that he had just taken a nap, and he was woken up by his own soldiers, saying that the official army was about to attack the city.

Sun Kewang hurriedly washed his face with cold water, hurriedly led people to the upper floor of Beicheng, and looked down.

I saw that the gate of the official and military camp under the city was wide open, and groups of soldiers in gray uniforms lined up in a neat and solemn queue out of the camp and began to line up under the city.

In the middle was an infantry phalanx, escorted by cavalry on both wings. Just look at the queue, horizontal and vertical, no matter what angle you look at the past, the soldiers are in a line.

For this alone, there are not many armies in the world that can do it. Being able to do this can already be regarded as half of the strong military temperament.

Of course, this formation is decent, although it is powerful, but it is not too unusual.

What attracted Sun Kewang's attention the most was the hundreds of artillery pieces lined up in the rear. The cannons didn't look as formidable as the redcoat cannons, but they were enough to make people feel frightened.

The muzzles of hundreds of cannons pointed diagonally to the sky, and the artillerymen began to adjust the angle of the muzzles according to the instructions of the army to ensure more accurate shooting.

The number of people is boundless, and the large array of officials and troops is spread out under the city, I don't know how many people and horses, but there are gray figures everywhere in sight.

But the tens of thousands of men and horses were silent and solemn, except for the occasional neighing of the war horses, that is, the sound of the artillery officer's order to adjust the angle.

On the other hand, at the head of Mianyang City, the defenders and soldiers were all frightened, looking at the large array of officials and troops under the city, feeling the boundless killing aura coming to their faces, many people were already frightened, looking at each other, and whispering continued to sound.

Sun Kewang's heart was also extremely heavy, but he couldn't do anything at the moment, just ordered to concentrate on vigilance, resist desperately, and wait for reinforcements and other clichés.

Not to mention the soldiers, even he himself did not believe that reinforcements would come. Under such fierce artillery fire from the officers and soldiers, even if reinforcements really come, it may be useless, and they can only add a stroke to the credit book of the officers and soldiers.

The officers and soldiers under the city turned out of the array, rode their horses slowly to the outside of the city's arrows, held a gray iron rolled up horn in his hand, and began to shout to the city: "The defenders in the city listen, here is the army of Marshal Di Qingdi of the Southwest Theater under the command of His Royal Highness the Regent of the Ming Dynasty. If you are forced by the thief, then quickly put down your arms and surrender, and Marshal Di Qing can spare Er and die. If you are stubborn, as soon as our cannons go off, you will have only one way to die. Give you time to wait for a stick of incense to consider, if no one surrenders after a stick of incense, our army will start to attack the city. When the time comes, the artillery will be burning, and it will be too late to regret it. ”

The shouting knight shouted again before turning back into his camp.

The knight was already loud, but when he shouted with this tin trumpet, his voice was even clearer, and everyone in the city could hear it clearly.

Many of the defenders had begun to whisper and talk, and it was clear that someone had begun to waver.

Sun Kewang stretched out his hand and pulled a bow, drew an arrow and shot it at the shouting knight.

It's just that just when the arrow was about to hit the shouting knight, an arrow also flew out from the official army town and knocked Sun Kewang's arrow to the ground and broke it in two.

A gasp sounded over the city.

Sun Kewang's face was pale, and when he wanted to shoot again, the knight had already turned into the formation.

The generals on both sides knew very well that the public persuasion of surrender before the battle was a tactic, and they did not really hope that the defenders would surrender immediately, but only to further demoralize the defenders in this way, break the will of the defenders, and make it easier to break the city.

The officials and soldiers actually lit a stick of incense under the city, although the pillar of incense was very small, but tens of thousands of pairs of eyes in the city and under the city were watching the pillar of incense slowly burn.

For the defenders of the city, when the incense burned out, it was their end.

For the officials and soldiers in the city, when the incense burns out, the order for them to make contributions is given.

The air froze, there was silence above and below the city, no one spoke, but everyone's hearts were trembling and restless, but the mood represented was different.

The atmosphere was extremely depressed, Sun Kewang felt that he needed to do something, raised the long knife in his hand, luckily and strength, and shouted at the city: "Jiang Chuan himself is a chaotic minister and thief, coercing the Son of Heaven to order the princes, what kind of face does he have to attack the city of my Great Western Kingdom in the name of the imperial court?" The officers and troops are incompetent, and they have been repeatedly defeated by our Great Western Army in the past, and today's change of appearance will not change the fact that you are incompetent. If you want to capture Mianyang, then try your good teeth, or our masters of the Great Western Army are hard-boned! ”

The soldiers behind him raised their swords and shouted in solidarity with the commander.

Sun Kewang was a little anxious, but it was a pity that his little trick didn't work at all. Your Highness has a sentence that I have always agreed with. His Highness said that in the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and trickery are useless. We now have absolute strength, and Sun Kewang's move is just a matter of talking. ”

Di Qing watched all this from the cloud chariot in the large array of the Chinese army, shook his head indifferently and smiled.

Indeed, Sun Kewang's words had little effect, except for his own soldiers and veterans of the Great Western Army, those who had been captured from the official army, or the soldiers who had been forcibly recruited from the local area, were all in a state of distraction, their eyes were just staring at the incense that kept burning as they grew older and younger, and the hands holding the weapons became a little white.

The pillar of incense finally burned to the end, and the little red dot slowly crooked down into a pile of ashes.

"The incense has burned out." An officer in charge of the guard raised the flag in his hand and shouted loudly.

The faces of the defenders at the head of the city suddenly became nervous, and many people's bodies began to tremble.

"Let's get started, these guys must be in a hurry." Di Qing laughed softly and commanded.

The herald quickly gave the order in the language of the flag to begin the offensive.

Orders were passed down layer by layer, and the division commander of the artillery division gave the order to prepare for firing.

The officers in charge of the observation calibration in each line held the small red flag in their hands high, their mouths clenched on the whistle used to convey orders, and their eyes were fixed only on the position of the command platform.

"Six volleys, put!" The artillery division commander categorically ordered.

The small flags in the hands of the officers fell suddenly, and the sharp whistle sounded at the same time.

"Boom, boom!" More than 200 cannons rang out one after another, making an earth-shattering roar. White smoke bursted out, and hundreds of cannonballs whistled and made a sharp sound across the sky, smashing heavily towards the head of Mianyang City.

Most of the shells landed accurately on the head of Mianyang City, and suddenly the rocks were splashed, the fragments were swept across, and the defending soldiers were swept to the ground like mowing grass.

The soldiers who were lucky enough to survive began to scream and scurry around, colliding with each other, and the city began to be in chaos.

Some of the clever soldiers lay on their stomachs, trying to dodge the sweep of the shell fragments. But because his body was close to the ground, he was shocked by the huge explosion of the cannonball, and his mouth was spitted blood, and his internal organs were injured.

Although Sun Kewang was a powerful general in the Great Western Army, he swore that he had never experienced such a terrible shelling.

He didn't even forget to dodge as the cannonballs flew across the sky towards the city, and watched in a daze as the black things got closer and closer.

If it weren't for the commander of the personal soldiers behind him who pulled him down and then protected him to the death, this Mianyang commander might have been killed in the first round of shelling.

Although the defenders had been terrified by the terrifying power of the cannon, when the cannonballs really rained on their heads, they realized that the horror they imagined was far from enough.

Each shell was like a messenger from hell, falling to the ground, exploding, splinters swept through, and then took a bunch of lives.

Human life is like a mustard, and it is vividly expressed at this moment.

At the head of the city is the hell on earth, the world of Shura. But the officers and soldiers under the city were excited and excited.

In particular, the soldiers of the National Guard, which was later formed, were even more stunned, and then secretly rejoiced.

They were shocked that the artillery of the official army was so terrible, and they were glad that they did not become the enemy of the official army, otherwise they would have been in hell like the defenders at the head of the city.

More than 200 cannons were fired in turn according to the array, and after half an hour of shelling, white smoke almost covered the artillery positions, and the artillery could not stop the sound of artillery.

The artillerymen even took off their shirts and carried the shells shirtless.

At this moment, they are the Guardians of the Gods. Artillery is the god in their hands, the god of war.

After six rounds of shelling, there was a dead silence on the city.

"Infantry siege!"

Without waiting for the smoke to completely dissipate on the battlefield, Di Qing gave the final order for the infantry to attack the city.

The main force of the siege was the soldiers of the newly formed National Guard, who ran towards the city in regimental units with guns in their hands and broadswords in their backs.

At the forefront were the ladder soldiers carrying the ladders and the engineers carrying long planks.

The engineers rushed to the front, placing long planks on the other side of the moat. The ladder soldier also sped along the long plank, leaning the ladder against the city wall. The hook at the top of the ladder tightly hooked the battlements of the wall.

The National Guard infantry who followed them shouted and struggled to climb up the ladder.

The wide walls of Mianyang City were hung with ladders, and the ladders were full of soldiers who were moving up quickly.

But there has been no movement on the city, and there has not been the slightest counterattack.

The first officer and soldier rushed to the head of the city, followed by the second, and the third, countless officers and soldiers rushed to the head of the city.

After the initial silence, cheers rang from the city.

The defenders were completely dispersed. After six rounds of heavy shelling, there was not a single person alive on the city, except for the severed arms and stumps and the blood of corpses.

Looking towards the city from the top of the city, there were people fleeing in panic everywhere.

There is no suspense in this siege battle anymore, and it is basically similar to every previous siege battle. Just a few rounds of heavy shelling completely deprived the enemy of the courage to resist.

This was expected, but it was not very satisfying to the soldiers of the National Guard, who were on the main attack for the first time, because they did not have the right opportunity to prove their bravery and prove that they were also qualified fighters.

The city has fallen, and only the remnants of the enemy remain.

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