The front squares spread out to both sides, revealing the open space in the middle.

Fifty cannons were pushed to the front, along with crates full of ammunition.

Those tanned but strong men were all full of energy.

They exposed their arms, veins bulging.

Next, the skilled workers adjusted the direction of the cannon, while the others loaded the ammunition.

The sound of the cannon's gears turning was deep and powerful.

At a command, fifty artillerymen simultaneously lit the fuses.

Bang……

With a deafening roar, fifty cannons blasted at the same spot on the city gate.

The sturdy city gates that the Ghaznavids were so proud of were blasted into pieces by this blow, and the city towers shook violently.

The shockwave knocked seven or eight heavily armored Ghazni soldiers behind him to the ground.

The people around stared wide-eyed and gaped, like ducks being strangled, looking at the scene before them as if they were looking at a monster.

The air was scorching hot, and waves of heat swept over us.

The soldiers who were thrown to the ground cried out in pain. Some had their faces mangled and bloodied by the debris, some were blinded, and others had their heads caved in after being hit by pieces of the door.

The shouts of the mountain torrents and tsunamis outside have stopped, but the echoes still linger in the sky.

The city gate was eerily quiet.

As fifty shells came at the same time, not only was the city gate shattered, but the walls on the city gate also cracked.

However, the walls of Ghazni were much sturdier than those of Purusha, and the damage to the walls was minimal.

Wu Jie was not in a hurry to attack the city.

He planned to take over the city with minimal casualties.

The so-called minimum casualties are psychological warfare!

Using both soft and hard tactics, the city collapsed without a fight.

"Unify the attack on the city walls!"

The artillerymen began to readjust their direction.

Standing atop the city wall, Abu Muzaffar and Yeli Zamuxi, who had been completely stunned by the earlier attack, quickly regained their senses and turned to run away.

Just as I reached the top of the city wall, the second wave of artillery fire came.

The bombardment took place on the top of the city wall.

boom……

The powerful impact shattered the battlements on the city wall, sending stone fragments flying everywhere.

From a distance, it looks like a blooming stone flower bursting open amidst the flames of an explosion.

The nearby soldiers suffered horrific injuries, their bodies riddled with bullets and they died instantly.

The city gate shook, and Abu Muzaffar and Yeli Zhamushi swayed, their legs went weak from fright, and they lost their footing and tumbled down the steps.

The others chased after them, trying to stop them, but it was too late.

The two of them tumbled down like winter melons, landing on their backs, and nearly fainted from the pain.

After being helped up by soldiers, Abu Muzaffar stumbled down.

He was in a daze and rode on his horse as soon as he saw it.

Whether he was injured or too scared to move, Abu Muzaffar tried several times but couldn't get onto the horse's back.

Not only did he fail to climb up, he also fell to the ground, covered in dust and looking quite disheveled.

"Quickly! Help me back to the palace!"

Abu Muzaffar and Yeli Muzaxi were so frightened that they were completely at a loss.

He led his men and ran towards the palace.

When everyone saw the Sultan fleeing to the palace, their fighting spirit collapsed immediately.

Fortunately, Sanil returned in time. Hearing the bombing at the city gate, he knew something was wrong and quickly turned back.

He was highly respected in the army, and he shouted, "Calm down! Hold your positions!"

The Imperial Guard, who had been in a state of panic, felt relieved when they saw that Sanir had returned.

"Hold your positions! We can do it!"

The Imperial Guard brigade quickly began to form ranks.

"Sultan, this is a critical moment for the survival of Ghazni. You should not desert your post!"

"Sannier, you've come at the right time. This place is yours!"

Yeli Muzaxi also said tremblingly, "General Sannier, you are the commander of the Imperial Guard. There are enemies in the royal city now, and they need you and your warriors!"

"You two, one the Sultan and the other the Prime Minister, cannot go anywhere! Only if you stay here will the soldiers have the will to fight!"

Upon hearing Sanir's words, Abu Muzaffar's face turned pale. He flew into a rage, like a shrew throwing a tantrum: "General Sanir, guarding the king is your duty, it is your duty!"

“Sultan, it is our duty to protect the king, but your duty is to protect your subjects. You cannot leave!”

"Get out of the way!"

"Guards, escort the Sultan and the Prime Minister back!"

When the soldiers saw that the Sultan and the Vizier were both thinking of escaping, they were all furious and were not about to let them leave.

"Sultan and Prime Minister! We need you now!"

We need you!

"..."

Immediately, several strong soldiers pulled the Sultan and the Vizier's horses and led them back.

Sanir drew his sword and shouted, "Warriors, the time for the final battle has come! Hold the city gates and do not let them in!"

To avoid the Song army's cannons directly targeting the city gate, the Turks split up to the sides, and archers were also ambushed on both sides of the street.

However, Wu Jie did not order an attack on the city.

Instead, they continuously bombarded the city walls with cannons.

Boom boom boom...

Every so often, the city gate tower would tremble from the powerful shockwave, and debris would fall from it.

The city wall also developed countless cracks, like a dense spider web.

There are many irregular pits scattered haphazardly in the charred black color.

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