The great nephew that Zhu Yuanzhang had been longing for finally arrived.
"Wen Zheng, I finally waited for you."
"Are you exhausted from the journey?"
Zhu Wen Zheng said: "It doesn't matter if I'm a little tired, I just regret that I can't grind Zhang Wuji to ashes."
Zhu Yuanzhang laughed and said, "Wen Zheng, I originally wanted you to grind Zhang Wuji into dust and scatter his ashes."
"The reason I asked you to come to Changsha this time is that I want you to be responsible for the defense of Changsha City."
"Back then, you were able to resist Chen Youliang's 600,000-strong army with only over 20,000 men. Now, the combined forces in Changsha City and its vicinity still number 200,000, while Zhang Wuji outside the field has only over 100,000 soldiers and horses."
"Uncle believes that you have the ability to grind Zhang Wuji to dust under the city of Changsha."
Zhu Wenzhen said: "Uncle, don't worry, as long as I am alive, Zhang Wuji will not be able to enter Changsha."
Afterwards, Zhu Wenzheng took over the defense of Changsha City without taking a rest.
This was his first time in Changsha City, and he thought the city walls here would not be too high.
But after coming here, I found that this place is completely different from the original Hongdu.
He believed that with such a strong attack on the city, even if Zhang Wuji attacked with all his might, even if 100,000 soldiers died, he would never be able to enter Changsha City.
"General Zhu, you are finally here. His Majesty has been missing you so much these days that he has lost his appetite."
Zhu Wenzhen looked around and said, "General Tang is right."
"I wonder if there are any cannons in the city?"
Tang Heyan said: "This was once the capital of Chen Youliang. All the supplies are still piled up like mountains even now. As for cannons, there are more than twenty of them."
Zhu Wenzhen smiled and said, "That's good. Changsha City has wide walls and can easily accommodate more than twenty cannons."
"General Tang, please order your men to transport those twenty or so cannons to the top of the city wall, no matter what means are used."
"Although we haven't started a war with Zhang Wuji yet, once it begins, it will be a fight to the death. These cannons will definitely cause considerable casualties to Zhang Wuji's troops."
"Also, immediately put up fences at the top of the city wall. This will greatly increase the difficulty for those Ming thieves to climb up the city wall."
"In addition, we need to gather more masons in Changsha. Once our city walls are damaged, those masons will repair them immediately."
On the first day Zhu Wenzhen arrived here, he issued a series of orders.
These orders may be a bit complicated, but they are undoubtedly of great benefit to defending the city.
Especially the strategy of recruiting bricklayers. Even if Tang He racked his brains, he might not have come up with such a method.
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On the second day, when Zhao Min had finally managed to pull back more than 20 cannons from the battlefield in Ningde and had them repaired, Zhu Wenzhen on the city wall also spent a night transporting the cannons from Changsha to the city wall.
Below the city walls, Zhao Min was filled with pride, and on top of the city walls, Zhu Wenzhen was equally filled with pride.
However, just when Zhao Min was about to order the bombardment of Changsha City, Zhu Wenzhen on the city wall took the lead in giving the order to open fire.
There was only a loud rumbling sound, and more than twenty shells flew straight towards Zhao Min.
This scene happened so suddenly that Zhao Min had no time to react.
However, at this critical moment, Zhao Linger, who was not far away, jumped up, grabbed Zhao Min's collar, and ran to the side desperately.
Zhao Min could feel a cannonball passing directly past her lips. If it weren't for Zhao Linger's quick reaction, she would not have survived that blow even with the highest level of Zhao Min's cultivation.
"What's the matter? You used to be the leader among women, and our cultivation is almost the same. Why have you been so unreliable recently?"
Zhao Min was stunned by the barrage of artillery fire and finally recovered.
"Sister, this is not my fault. Zhang Wuji drained all my energy last night, last night, last night. Otherwise, I would never be like this."
Zhao Linger snorted coldly: "Hmph, your excuse is not clever at all. I think you are not as good as before."
"If you are so careless next time, I will beat your butt."
As soon as Zhao Linger finished speaking, the second round of artillery fire was heard from the top of Changsha City.
Zhu Wenzhen on the top of the city wall thought that the artillery fire just now would definitely kill Zhao Min, but the final result still disappointed him.
But even though he was disappointed, he quickly launched the second wave of artillery fire.
The second wave of artillery fire was not aimed at a specific person, but at the cannon that Zhao Min had brought back from Ningde with great difficulty.
Those cannons were repaired by military craftsmen for a long time before they could be used again.
However, before these cannons could fire a single shell, they were attacked by Zhu Wenzhen.
Zhu Wenzhen overturned one-third of the twenty or so cannons with just the second wave of bombardment.
After hearing the second wave of artillery fire, Zhao Linger pulled Zhao Min out of the range of Zhu Wenzhen's cannon.
While retreating, Zhao Min ordered: "Quick, withdraw our cannons."
"The Wei army also has cannons. They have transported the cannons to the top of the city. They are on a high ground and their shooting range is far beyond ours."
The Battle of Changsha was also the first battle. Before the fighting even started, the great marshal Zhao Min almost died on the spot.
If something unexpected happened to Zhao Min, Zhang Wuji's army would definitely have no chance of winning.
Zhu Wenzhen’s second wave of bombardment had just ended when Zhang Wuji and the girls hurried over: “Sister, Min’er, are you okay?”
Zhao Linger said: "It's okay, it's just that sister Min'er was too frightened and almost died."
"If a shell weighing more than ten pounds hits the body, even the one with the highest level of cultivation will surely die."
As she spoke, Zhao Linger pinched Zhao Min's waist with a look of disappointment.
Zhao Min felt pain: "Sister Queen, please don't blame me. Didn't I explain everything to you? If you want to blame someone, blame Zhang Wuji. Last night, he said that we would attack the battlefield today. He said he wanted to loosen up my muscles, but in the end, he drained all my energy."
Zhao Linger said with a look of contempt: "Hmph, you don't have my abilities, but you still want to do my work. You clearly know you can't do it alone, so why don't you find a helper."
Zhou Zhiruo on the side also said sarcastically: "Hmph, that's right, you don't know your own limitations."
Zhao Min didn't know how to retort to Zhao Linger, but she was still rude to Zhou Zhiruo: "You vixen, even if I'm not as good as you, I'm still better than you. If you want it, I won't allow it."
"Fortunately, it wasn't you who saved me just now, otherwise, I would have found it difficult to face you."
Zhou Zhiruo said: "Hmph, I won't save you. Even if I could save you, I would watch you die. The existence of someone like you is the greatest torture to me."
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