As the loud noise subsided, a dozen breaths later, countless panicked screams erupted.
"They're breaching the city gates! Stop them!"
"We can't let them breach the city gates! Quickly!!"
Urgent shouts rang out one after another, and as the sound spread, the people on the city wall inevitably fell into panic.
Xiao Hu held his breath and slowed down his shooting speed. In fact, he couldn't even tell how many people he had hit with his arrows during this period of time; it seemed to be just an instinctive action.
Now, through the arrow slit, he could see a large plume of grayish-white smoke rising below him.
It was obvious that the enemy was breaching the city gate, but Xiao Hu knew that the outer barbican gate was different from the sheep and horse gate; it was much more secure than the outer city gate.
There are two outer barbican gates. The outermost one is a heavy gate made of fine iron, weighing over a thousand pounds. Normally, to raise it, a wheel mechanism is needed, with chains attached to multiple horses that turn the wheel together.
Once they fall, their sturdiness is such that even artillery fire would be unable to break those iron pillars in a short time, let alone a battering ram.
Compared to the outer gate, the second gate was slightly more fragile. However, it was still quite heavy, made of solid wood and covered with a half-finger-thick sheet of iron, with rivets embedded in it. Weapons such as crossbow bolts could not penetrate it and were even bounced off to the ground, leaving only a few scratches on the door at most.
But the loud noise made Xiao Hu realize that the enemy was forcibly using artillery to blast away the enemy. Xiao Hu knew that only they could be so willing to use their precious artillery so ruthlessly.
This also means that these enemy troops are attacking the city with an extremely terrifying will, and they have no intention of spending too much time on this city.
"Are they planning to conquer Nanze overnight?" Xiao Hu wondered anxiously.
Just then.
"boom!"
Another loud bang rang out, the intense tremor sending dust flying everywhere. Xiao Hu was overcome with fear.
He had just taken a step forward, trying to see what was happening at the city gate, when suddenly he twisted and leaped to the side.
The next moment.
With a loud bang, bricks and stones fell from the arrow slit, and several small, broken stones shot out in all directions.
Xiao Hu had already fallen to the ground, covering his face and wailing.
"Ahhh!"
Amidst heart-wrenching screams, blood flowed from the cheek he was covering, and the throbbing pain in his left eye caused Xiao Hu to scream uncontrollably, rolling around on the ground.
It was a piece of gravel that ricocheted right into his left eye.
"Bang bang bang!"
Amidst screams of agony, the cannon fire from below the city grew increasingly intense.
In addition to the large-caliber Tiger Crouching Cannon, several Frankish Cannons were also firing at the city tower. The Tiger Crouching Cannon had a thick barrel, so it could load larger caliber shells. At present, the Yanbing soldiers were using them to suppress the city tower's artillery emplacements.
The breech-loading cannons, however, were different. These cannons with long barrels and slightly smaller calibers could fire in rapid succession. In addition, they could be loaded with multiple lead bullets at once. Although they were all small-caliber lead bullets, they were dense enough to have an extremely powerful killing effect on the human body.
The artillerymen are now firing their cannons at the archers and musketeers on the city walls, and the intense firepower is making it difficult for them to even look up.
As for those hiding inside the arrow slits, the breech-loading cannons fired haphazardly at the windows. Since they were firing multiple shotgun shells, even if just one of them hit the arrow slit, it would be enough to give them a hard time.
Hiding behind, Jin Teng watched the increasingly fierce attacks from the opposite side. His face was now deathly pale. As the saying goes, one wrong step leads to another. He had allowed the enemy to easily enter Yangma City, and now he was about to face their unstoppable offensive.
Looking around, a large number of people were lying on the horse track. Countless people had been hit by artillery shells, and the number of wounded was exaggerated. Once hit by a stray bullet, they would almost lose their fighting ability.
In this situation, Jin Teng knew he could no longer hold on, but his anger burned ever brighter within him.
"I told you we shouldn't have abandoned Yangmaqian so quickly! Now we're completely overwhelmed!"
"You son of a bitch, Wang Chong, look what you've done! What am I supposed to use to defend myself now?!"
Jin Teng cursed angrily to his left, but he couldn't see Wang Chong. Before he could look closely, he heard his deputy shout:
"General, General Wang was just hit by a stray bullet and is lying down!"
Jin Teng was taken aback. His gaze fell downwards, and sure enough, he saw a person lying at the feet of a group of musketeers—no, it should be a corpse.
A fist-sized bloody hole appeared on the man's face. Although his face had been disfigured, Jin Teng recognized him at a glance from his armor as Wang Chong, the garrison commander of Yangmaqiang.
"Damn it, you just died like that! You died a quick death!"
"I still have to bite the bullet and fight!"
Sweat dripped from Jin Teng's brow. He had just uttered a curse when he suddenly noticed a flash of light. Almost simultaneously, a deafening roar erupted at the city gate!
"boom!"
With a deafening roar, incredibly thick white smoke rose from below, the bright moon hung high in the night sky, and at that moment, a layer of fog seemed to rise over Yangma City.
Jin Teng trembled violently, and a chill ran through his mind.
"Could it be... that the city gates have been breached?"
About ten breaths later, panicked shouts began to rang out:
"The city gate has fallen! The city gate has fallen!"
"They're about to enter Wengcheng!"
Unlike the panicked shouts, the Yan soldiers let out a fervent howl, like wolves.
"Kill! Kill!"
"Let's press on with our momentum, charge in, and take Nanze tonight! Storm the palace!!"
Boom boom boom!
One after another, the chariots sped forward, a massive torrent of steel washing over everything.
Jin Teng was sweating profusely, and in a daze, he grabbed his deputy and said, "Quick! Quick! Go and inform the people at the main city gate that they have entered the barbican!"
The lieutenant was pale and said in a trembling voice, "General, there's no need to notify them. They'll be able to see us as soon as we enter the barbican."
Jin Teng finally snapped out of his daze, but this only made him more terrified. The sheep and horse wall had fallen so quickly, and the outer barbican had now been breached by the enemy. Moreover, there were still Yan soldiers charging in from behind. Looking around, it was almost entirely their people, and the sheer number of their weapons was terrifying.
If the people in the capital were to learn of the current battle situation, no one would be able to have a peaceful night.
"There's no other way, we can only fight them to the death in the outer city!" Jin Teng gritted his teeth, his face turning ferocious.
Next, we must use the most ruthless methods to kill the enemy soldiers who have broken into Waiweng City!
On the main city tower.
The guards on the city wall were already prepared, and the moment the Yan soldiers blew open the city gate, the garrison commander Jin Yan ordered a messenger to send the message to the imperial city.
Inside the imperial city, Jin Fengluan remained sitting upright, but she couldn't resist the approach of the night. At that moment, she covered her mouth and yawned.
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