Wang Sirui's method is indeed shameless, but the effect is unquestionable.

This has been clearly demonstrated in previous battles, when faced with hostage enemy forces, they often do not dare to attack without letting go of their hands and feet.

But when it came to how many prisoners to place in front of each city gate, Wu Zixuan made a difficulty.

The number of prisoners assigned was larger, which inevitably occupied more soldiers to guard them.

After all, these captives are also considered enemies, although they are temporarily unarmed, but when fighting, no one dares to guarantee that they will not turn back.

If it is against the water, then the consequences will be fatal.

Similarly, if the number of people is small, it is very likely that it will not play its due role.

Everyone understands that it is not impossible to choose to abandon one's own people compared to a few of their own people and hundreds of enemies.

"Where are you taking us?" A coalition soldier asked in a trembling voice, but no one answered him, but the soldier was obviously unwilling to accept such a fate, so he could only say again: "We have surrendered, you can't treat us like this." ”

'Bang ......'

Perhaps the soldier who was in charge of taking him away was a little distraught when he heard this, and raised his rifle with both hands and slammed the butt of the rifle into the head of the coalition soldier, and a trace of blood suddenly oozed from his head.

But fortunately, the force control was quite good, and although the butt of the rifle was smashed down, it did not make it bleed.

And with this scene, many coalition soldiers who wanted to resist also had to be quiet, as if they could only resign themselves to fate, and at the same time secretly prayed in their hearts, hoping that they would not slaughter themselves.

'Hiss......'

The huge force made a coalition soldier gasp, but he never dared to make too much noise. After all, the lessons of the past were in front of him, and he didn't want to have such a thing on his head.

The soldiers who were pulled out were without exception tied their hands behind their backs, a rope dozens of centimeters long, tied their hands behind their backs, and then tied a dead knot.

At last twenty men were divided into groups, and they were threaded together by a long rope between their hands, and then they were driven by several soldiers to the gates.

While forty coalition captives were tied to the pillars of the attic of the city gate, the artillery on the opposite side of the coalition army was already in place.

They left only a small amount of artillery in the capital, and more artillery was still brought to the south by the main army.

But even these few pieces of artillery can still bring devastating blows to the enemy.

"Fack, Fack, Fack! Bastard, go and inform the artillerymen, stop the shelling! After seeing the figure of the coalition prisoner on the city wall, Michael angrily scolded Wang Sirui, and at the same time asked the artillery to notify the artillery to stop the shelling.

Once the artillery has carried out the shelling, although it may help them break through the enemy's defenses, it is their own people who will hurt more.

The reason is very simple, although those captives were defeated, they were their own people after all, and they even had good friends with each other.

If these people die at the hands of the enemy, then there is no doubt that the fighting spirit of the remaining warriors will be aroused. But if these people die under the fire of their own people, then the fighting spirit of the coalition forces will dissipate in an instant.

'Whoosh ......'

Although Michael had already sent people to inform the artillerymen, how could the speed of the people keep up with the speed of the shells?

As soon as the soldiers who went to inform the artillery had left on their front feet, the artillerymen delivered the shells.

A 75 mm caliber shell let out an angry roar, just buried its head in the forward, forcibly tearing the air apart, even the air, it seems that it can't bear this heart-rending pain, and finally can only let out a painful roar.

A small black dot is rapidly falling from a high place, and people can't help but retreat when they look at it.

'......Boom'

The cannonball eventually smashed into a residential building in the inner city, only thirty meters away from the city walls.

The sharp cannonball easily smashed through the roof of the house and landed inside the house.

Immediately afterwards, there was a violent explosion, and the entire house suddenly collapsed, and the dust was instantly lifted up dozens of meters into the air, accompanied by a large number of shrapnel, rubble, tiles, and mud blocks.

The dust obscured the fires caused by the explosion of the shells, but it did not completely extinguish them.

Immediately afterwards, the house that had been hit by the shells was in flames, and thick black smoke rose into the air, as if to vent their dissatisfaction to everyone.

Even though it was only a 75 mm caliber shell, even the earth seemed to feel a trace of fear.

The soldiers standing on the city wall could even clearly feel the city wall under their feet, as if they were trembling helplessly.

Everyone, friend or foe, was instantly dumbfounded.

Their own soldiers, on the other hand, had never felt the power of artillery fire up close, and they were stupefied by the power of the shells.

The coalition soldiers were stupid by the actions of the artillery behind them, didn't they see their own people on the city walls? How did they fire? How dare they go and open fire?

"Shelling! Shelling! Ma Sanru roared loudly, reminding his soldiers to pay attention to the anti-artillery.

At the same time, Ma Sanru was so depressed in her heart. Just woke up, took over the commander of the first battalion from Wang Sirui, and came to Zhengyangmen to defend, but who would have thought that he would feel the majesty of the artillery fire before he came for less than an hour.

"Grass, what the are you doing? Anti-artillery! Anti-artillery! Seeing that his soldiers were still standing there stupidly looking at the bombed-out house in a daze after hearing his reminder, Ma Sanru suddenly became angry and roared even more angrily.

'Oh! That's right, anti-artillery! Hurry up and defend against the artillery! Lives matter! Under Ma Sanru's angry scolding, everyone finally reacted, and then remembered to guard against artillery.

But the next moment, the entire battalion was like a headless fly, scurrying around, but it was never able to get a true solution.

"This ...... This is not a fucking position, there is no anti-artillery hole, where to hide? After looking around, many people found that there was no hiding place, and their emotions were a little out of control.

"Squat behind the wall, keep your body low, don't run around." Ma Sanru was also very depressed.

Although they have systematically learned how to defend against artillery, it is only a theoretical study after all.

After witnessing the real shelling, everyone's thoughts were disrupted without warning, and at this time, how could anyone recall what they had learned in the previous months?

If it weren't for the fact that they still had a trace of military sanity, I'm afraid that this battalion would have fled the city wall long ago.

That's artillery, how can we resist it with just our flesh and skin?

Under Ma Sanru's successive reminders, the first battalion gradually calmed down.

Yes, under the guidance of Ma Sanru, they remembered the anti-artillery knowledge they had learned before, anti-artillery holes, wall corners, and lying on the ground can protect themselves well.

Unless the shell hits you directly, or the center of the explosion is very close to you, you will have a good chance of surviving the shelling.

They don't know if it's true or not, but let's take it for now.