The advance towards Qinghe began.

Fortunately, the soldiers were warned in advance, and they had often heard the sound of explosives exploding during training. Although it was the first time that anyone had seen such a scale of explosion, at least everyone was given a shot of prevention.

At least there was no camp roar from the Qinghe side, and no one shouted that there was an earthquake and ran away. In this era, they were considered well-trained.

Having said that, it was an explosion of such magnitude that no one had ever seen or heard of. There was even a spectacle of the city wall flying into the sky, so it was impossible to launch an attack on Jingdong in a tight formation.

The soldiers moved towards Jingdong basically by instinct to the sound of drums.

Perhaps when people are confused, they can basically be considered instinctive creatures.

But for the defenders in Jingdong City, instinct was no longer enough at this time.

After all, our ancestors never encountered such a problem when they were evolving, and they definitely did not leave them with the instinct of "what to do if the enemy blows the city wall into the sky."

So except for those Khmer soldiers in the north of the city who had enjoyed the treatment of flying countless years in advance, most of the remaining Khmer soldiers were still slumped on the ground, muttering about the gods they had believed in or not believed in, and then watched a large number of Qinghe heavily armored soldiers pouring in from the huge gap in the north of the city.

What if we concentrated our crossbows and fired at the gap at this time?

Or should we gather the remaining artillery vehicles and smash them down?

I'm afraid it will create a new record for the Cambodian army's annihilation of enemies since the war began.

It’s a pity that no one cares about this now.

A Khmer officer, who was probably much braver on ordinary days, was the first to recover. He heard noises in the city from afar that were different from those of the Khmer. He struggled to climb up a house that had not been blown down by the strong wind from the explosion, and stood on the roof to look carefully.

Yes, nearby, scattered Qinghe heavy armored infantrymen had already started fighting, and the Khmer soldiers responsible for resistance had obviously not fully recovered. Most of them just sat on the ground, throwing their weapons aside, not knowing what to do. A few of them wanted to resist, but they were no match for the Qinghe soldiers.

A little further away, teams of Qinghe sword and shield soldiers, under the cover of crossbowmen, formed an attack formation and began to sweep along the streets from north to south. Most of the shouts and cries of killing that were heard everywhere were their masterpieces.

Further away, the flags that had originally stood on the Qinghe Marshal's Platform had been taken down from the platform, and under the protection of several large military formations, they began to advance towards Jingdong.

The officer knew that the north of the city could not be defended. The only way now was to gather everyone and retreat to the north of the city, where they might still be able to fight.

He shouted hard, asking the soldiers to follow him and retreat to re-establish the defense line.

As for those soldiers who were still confused and could not be taken away, he didn't count on them anymore. He just let them stay where they were. No matter whether the Qinghe people wanted to kill them or capture them, they could always slow down the Qinghe people's pace.

At this critical juncture, even a quarter of an hour is so precious.

The resistance organized by this brave officer was the last ray of hope in the entire siege of Kengtung.

When he assembled thousands of brave Khmer soldiers and prepared to launch a counterattack with his back to the South Gate, he hoped to repel the Qinghe army in street fighting, win a little space for maneuvering, and then use this space to break out from the South Gate.

The south gate was breached from the outside.

Although the scene was very awkward, it was not surprising at all.

There were no officers organizing an effective defense on the city wall. The Qinghe army attacking the South Gate advanced to the base of the city wall as if taking a walk after dinner, then climbed in, opened the city gate, and then politely asked this still organized Khmer army whether they were ready to surrender or fight.

At this time, Lin Hai, under the protection of a large army, slowly walked into the city from what used to be the north gate of Jingdong.

Glancing at the ruins on either side, Lin Hai confirmed that he was already standing inside Jingdong City. He stopped moving forward and stopped talking, only looking back repeatedly. Only after his flag and the flags of the other generals appeared inside the city did he calmly and with a hint of self-satisfaction declare:

"Look, the city has been broken."

Everyone, including Hong Jiu, who had managed to tidy himself up during the march to make himself look less annoying, seemed to have just realized what was happening.

Cheng Guorong and Ding Lin were the first to step out of the line. They sheathed their tightly held swords, exchanged glances, and saluted Lin Hai. "Congratulations, Principal! Congratulations, Principal! From today on, the Jiancheng Fortress will not be a match for Qinghe."

Seeing this, everyone followed suit. Even Hong Jiu respectfully folded the flag of the Daliang Empire in his hand and placed it in his arms, and then congratulated like everyone else.

Yes, in the face of explosives, the majesty of the Daliang Empire does not seem so important.

"Send a message to Brother Nineteen. The explosives plan has been verified and is feasible. He can start now. If there's still time, you can also invite Brother Xin's people to watch on the scene. We don't need to hide anything." Lin Hai turned around and gave the order. Then, he paused, raised his right hand, and swung it down fiercely: "Enter the city!"

It has been more than two months since Qinghe officially declared war on Cambodia on July 10.

For most of the past two months, the Qinghe Army surrounded Daqima and Jingdong, attacking them from time to time.

When everyone thought that this war would be like other wars in the world, a tug-of-war that would waste national strength and soldiers' lives, the people of Qinghe took only one day to eliminate the reinforcements that Cambodia had finally gathered.

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