Jiang Tian transmigrated to the Great Xia Dynasty and was immediately met with a drought that had lasted for many years. The county magistrate, in order to pray for rain from the Dragon King, prepa...
Under Murong Liang's instigation, the 100,000 Xianbei cavalrymen shouted loudly.
All the Xianbei cavalry wanted to storm the city, plunder money, women, and territory.
For them, the ten-day massacre could ignite their inner desires.
After cutting down the cavalryman, Murong Bo rode up to Murong Liang.
"General, my son Murong Fu has died tragically. As his father, I must avenge him."
"General, I request to be the vanguard. I must be the first to charge up their city walls and plant our Xianbei battle flag on their heads."
Murong Liang nodded and waved his hand, "Go ahead. If you can be the first to enter the city, you can enjoy all the women inside."
"promise……"
At that very moment.
Jiang Tian's voice came from the city tower again.
Jiang Tian redeemed a large megaphone from the system. The megaphone was very loud and could be heard for more than ten miles.
“You Xianbei traitors are utterly pathetic. If I were you, I would immediately dismount and surrender, kneeling on the spot.”
"A dozen days ago, your Murong Yunhai led an army of 100,000, but we just had a few people defeat him and he fled in disarray with heavy casualties."
"Do you think you can still survive?"
As Jiang Tian spoke, Han Xin waved his command flag beside him.
Han Xin's 100,000-strong army had quietly surged out from the left, right, and rear flanks.
The army of 100,000 had already surrounded the Xianbei cavalry.
“We, just a few of us, almost wiped out your 100,000 Xianbei cavalry. Now, I, Jiang Tian, have an army of 100,000 in front of me. Do you think you can survive?”
Just as Murong Liang and his men were about to launch an attack, they heard Jiang Tian's deafening voice.
Jiang Tian's simple loudspeaker alone was enough to shock these Xianbei cavalrymen.
Mu Rongrong and Murong Bo exchanged a glance.
"General, who exactly is that man who calls himself Jiang Tian? Why is his voice so loud?"
"Didn't Murong Canglong say that they defeated the enemy's 500,000 with only 100,000 men? But why does this man who calls himself Jiang Tian say that they only sent four people and defeated 100,000 Xianbei cavalry?"
Murong Liang's values have also collapsed.
He never imagined that a person's voice could be so loud and travel so far.
"General, what should we do? Should we continue the siege?"
After a brief moment of thought, Murong Liang said, "Attack the city, of course we must attack the city. We've got this piece of meat in our mouths, are we just going to let it fly away?"
He turned around and roared at the hesitant Xianbei cavalry behind him.
"My Xianbei warriors, do not listen to the heretics on the city wall."
"Murong Canglang's 100,000 men have already wiped out 500,000 of the enemy's men. The fighting strength of the Great Xia Dynasty is just that weak."
"Now that I have 100,000 soldiers under my command, do you think I would be afraid of these beasts?"
"Yes, that person on the city wall is just spreading rumors. Four people think they can wipe out 100,000 troops? That's utter nonsense."
"General, let us go and teach those arrogant people a lesson."
Murong Bo's current thought is to avenge Murong Fu.
"Warriors, follow me into the city and slaughter them all!" Murong Bo grabbed his spear and pointed it forward.
"Warriors, follow me into the city to rob money, women, and territory, and slaughter all the people of Great Xia!" Murong Bo led the charge, standing at the very front of the group.
"We'll be the first to rush into the city, and we'll have all the women and gold and silver we want."
"Brothers, kill them!"
"Don't be polite with them."
These Xianbei cavalrymen charged forward, shouting loudly.
Just then, they noticed that the gates of Kyoto were slowly opening.
This nearly made the Xianbei cavalry go mad with joy.
"These treacherous dogs of the Great Xia are incredibly stupid. We are about to attack the city, and they actually opened the city gates."
"They want to die even faster than they want to."
Four people appeared at the city gate.
They are Li Yuanba, Xiang Yu, Li Cunxiao, and Zhang Dingbian.
The four men slowly rode their horses out of the city gate.
Li Yuanba, clad in golden chainmail and wielding two golden hammers, was already eager to charge forward, though his slender, cloud-shrouded steed was frail and weak.
Xiang Yu was clad in the Seven Seas Dragon Armor, wielding the Overlord Spear, while his steed, the Black Steed, neighed repeatedly.
Li Cunxiao wore golden chainmail, held the Yu King's Divine Spear, and rode a white jade unicorn.
Zhang Dingbian and Xiang Yu had exactly the same weapons and equipment.
The four men walked out of the city gate but did not rush to charge.
Instead, they looked at each other.
"Our lord just said that we should only charge after the 20 cannon shots have been fired."
"Li Yuanba, you and I will attack the right flank." Xiang Yu pointed his Breaking Formation Overlord Spear to the right.
Li Yuanba nodded: "My two golden hammers have been itching for a fight for a long time. I swear I will not return until I have killed ten thousand people."
Li Cunxiao pointed to the left flank: "Zhang Dingbian, you and I will attack from the left flank, kill the enemy generals and seize the flag."
"promise……"
The Xianbei cavalry surged in like a tidal wave.
The entire ground was shaking.
They charged forward at high speed, shouting loudly as they went.
These Xianbei cavalrymen looked incredibly fierce, like tigers descending from the mountain.
However, in Li Yuanba's eyes, these Xianbei cavalrymen were nothing more than sheep with no fighting ability.
Xiang Yu turned around and looked at the sky above the city wall: "Why hasn't my lord fired the cannon yet? My Overlord Spear is already itching for fire."
Just then, all 50 Napoleonic cannons and 100 Francois cannons on the city wall were aimed at the charging Xianbei cavalry.
"All artillery will obey my orders," Han Xin said, holding a banner. The three columns of troops that had moved out of the camp had cut off the left, right, and rear flanks of the Xianbei cavalry.
"The red-coated cannons are aimed at their rear and loaded with exploding shells."
"The Napoleonic cannons and Francois cannons are aimed at the charging cavalry. All the red-coated cannons should fire at least 20 shells within the time it takes to brew a cup of tea."
All the Frankish cannons, within the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, must fire at least 40 shells for me.
Load all of them with exploding shells.
Han Xin issued orders one after another.
Aim, load, and ignite the shell.
The booming sound of cannons filled the air.
Murong Bo led his cavalry in a reckless charge forward.
As a result, a barrage of artillery fire rained down on them, with tens of thousands of iron nails and steel balls spraying towards them like a shower of flowers.
Using all sorts of artillery against the Xianbei cavalry was like a game-changer.
These iron nails and steel balls were faster than arrows, and each of the Xianbei cavalrymen charging at the front was hit by at least several hundred iron nails and steel balls.
In an instant, they were beaten to a bloody pulp, their bodies riddled with bloody holes.
Many people, along with their horses, were smashed to pieces, with severed limbs scattered everywhere.