The people heard the sound of cannons, their faces were happy, in their hearts, artillery is such a powerful thing, only Song Shicheng has, if anyone tells them that the Song army also has this thing, they must listen to it as a joke.

The cannon sounded, and in their opinion, it was the Song division that took the initiative to attack. In previous wars, Song Shicheng had always made himself invincible through firearms. In the hearts of the people of Song Shicheng, they have been regarded as a habit. After a few times, they felt that as long as Yue Shao'an was in Song Shicheng, as long as there were these firearms, it would be indestructible and would never be breached.

Therefore, the cannon sound sounded one after another, but the people did not panic at all, as long as there was the sound of cannons, their hearts would be stable......

The people were full of confidence, but the generals were shocked. The soldiers are even more stupid there, this world is too crazy, Song Jun actually used artillery to hit Song Shicheng, his grandmother's, this is simply a joke, just like a cat has been beaten down by a mouse with a set of combination punches.

Where Yue Shao'an was standing, there were a lot of main personnel of Song Shicheng, because of the relationship between the first cannon, they more or less hung a little color, and that cannon was missed, otherwise, the high-level figures of Song Shicheng were almost served in one pot.

Stunned by the artillery fire, they were stunned for a moment, and then shouted the emperor together and struggled to dig up the bricks. The generals were in chaos, and the soldiers were naturally in chaos.

Under the head of the city, in the camp of the Song army.

A hundred meters behind the artillery, two generals were standing there. One of them did not wear battle armor, a thin coat rose with the wind, and looked personable, but there was a dark gray scar on the white face that destroyed the harmony, and this person was Yang Fan.

The person next to Yang Fan was in his fifties, burly and with a somewhat gray beard, looking at the battlefield and smirking proudly, and said, "How about it, General Yang, Song Shicheng is nothing more than that." It seems that Yue Shao'an is dead, and now this is the time when our army breaks through the city. ”

"I hope so......" Yang Fan smiled faintly, he should be elegant, but at this moment, he looked a little smiling because of the hard scar on his face that did not move with other facial muscles.

"It seems that General Yang still doesn't believe it......" The man glanced at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan snorted noncommittally and did not answer. The person in front of him, Yang Fan didn't know him very well before, only knew that he had been serving as a secret guard by the emperor's side and had never led soldiers. This time to lead the troops, it is the first time in his life, perhaps it should be said that in Yang Fan's intelligence, only once. In addition to these, Yang Fan's understanding of this person only knows that his name is Diao Xiang...... A very tricky name......

Looking at the panicked soldiers at the head of the city, Yang Fan's mind was a little shaken, could it be that Yue Shao'an was really dead? Otherwise, with his understanding of Yue Shao'an, he didn't believe that just a few cannon shots would shake the hearts of Song Shicheng's army.

When Yang Fan's heart was shaken, he saw that General Diao, who seemed to be impatient and had no city government, was calm at this time, and his impatience was no longer at all.

Yang Fan couldn't help but be stunned in his heart, it seemed that he still underestimated the person in front of him. He has been hiding so well by his side, and in the face of this kind of opportunity that any general would be excited about, he can still calm down, but he is not a simple character.

The panic at the head of the city continued, and the collapsed wall battlements were cut open by everyone, revealing a pool of cherry red blood first, and at the same time, a hand, a hand covered with blood...... The hearts of all the generals were pinched, and there were not many bricks left, but no one dared to dig them anymore, because they knew that hand, and a little up along that hand, it was Yue Shaoan's sleeve...... Everyone was afraid to dig out the scene they didn't want to see......

The generals are worried, the city is panicked, the army's heart is shaken, all of this has a precursor to defeat, everything hangs in the air, success or failure sometimes, but it is very simple, one person's gains and losses will create an emotion, and the emotional contagion is extremely strong, and what is more terrible is his invisible destructive power......

When the brink of collapse was approaching, the broken bricks that affected all emotions moved, first the hand slowly pushed away the broken bricks next to him, and then, Yue Shaoan hugged Zhu Chongyi and sat up. He didn't speak, he put Zhu Chongyi in place first, leaned his ear on his chest and listened, and then shouted: "Take Xiaozhong to heal......"

The generals cheered loudly, and in the cheers, several people carried Zhu Chongyi down.

After a while, someone nervous Yue Shaoan's body, and the sound of inquiry continued, Yue Shaoan waved his hand to indicate that he was fine. But the medical officer with Yue Shao'an was still nervous and said: "Emperor, your hand is still bleeding, if you can't do this, you have to deal with the wound......

Yue Shao'an paid attention to his hand at this time, raised it and saw that a large piece of skin had been taken off on it, and he didn't feel anything at the moment, but it was a pain in his heart at the moment, when Zhu Chongyi used his body to protect him below, Yue Shaoan realized that something was wrong, but the situation was urgent, and he had no time to take care of anything else, so he could only use his hand to protect the back of Zhu Chongyi's head to add a guarantee to his safety. At this time, I think about how correct my decision to be in danger was, otherwise, Zhu Chongyi would probably die for saving himself.

Taking a piece of white cloth from the medical officer's hand, Yue Shaoan wrapped it simply, and said, "A little injury, it's not a big problem, you go first to see if the others are seriously injured, and treat them first." ”

As he spoke, the Song army under the city finally finished a round of artillery, and at the same time, the soldiers rushed towards the city wall like a tidal wave, they were about to attack the city......

Yang Fan under the city couldn't help but shake his head lightly when he saw that the defeat of Song Shicheng was decided, and he was a little disappointed in his heart. For Yue Shaoan, he felt that it was a pity......

Diao Xiang beside Yang Fan still looked nervous.

The Song army was getting closer and closer to the city wall. Yue Shao'an shouted: "Soldiers, when the battle begins, each of them will return to their positions, and if they are a little slack, they will be killed-"

Yue Shao'an's words were conveyed loudly by the herald. The sentence "The emperor has an order" suddenly stabilized the panicked military spirit. Yue Shao'an, among the ordinary soldiers of Song Shicheng, has been deified, and his existence has invisibly produced a kind of cohesion, giving people a kind of blind self-confidence.

The soldiers quickly prepared for battle, and looking at the approaching Song army, Yue Shaoan shouted again: "Open the cannon!" Three cannons rang out, and the improved firearms of Song Shicheng finally coaxed out the Song army again.

This time the sound of the bubble was different from the chaotic sound of the Song army, but it sounded one after another in a very regular manner, and in the Song army, the place where the artillery fire was fired was exactly lined up in three parallel straight lines, and death was gradually expanding in the Song army......

Diao Xiang was taken aback and hurriedly ordered the troops to be withdrawn. The siege and retreat of the Song army began with great momentum, but ended dramatically. The only evidence of the desolation was the corpses lying in the clearing beneath the city, and the screams of the soldiers who were badly wounded and could not die for a while......