Chapter 409: Trap

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Qingfengkou was shrouded in the dark clouds of war, but the battle here had begun.

Four hundred thousand troops were responsible for attacking one side each, and the sound of artillery continued.

The whole war was filled with white gunpowder smoke.

"Magnificent, really magnificent!"

Zhao Heng sat in front of the South Camp, listening to the rumbling of artillery, looking at the blue bricks on the top of the city being smashed by shells, and his eyes were filled with excitement.

Although he had seen the power of artillery, so many artillery fired at the same time, but it was much more shocking than a single artillery.

The second prince was with Zhao Heng, and he felt sour when he heard his father say this.

How did this crazy and stupid King Yan, who had been bullied by him for many years in the capital, open his mind and make these things?

Maybe it was really a master who helped him, but why would the master help a lowly prince like him?

"Father, the reason why the King of Yan can win one victory after another is just because of the artillery. Now that we have artillery in the central army, it is not difficult to capture this Wengcheng. Look at the top of the city, the Xiliang soldiers are so scared that they shrink their heads." The second prince said.

Zhao Heng naturally saw this, and his face showed a complacent look.

Yang Feng frowned, and the soldiers of the imperial army were filling the moat.

The ladders and other things were ready, and they could attack the city as long as the river was filled.

What puzzled him was that at this moment, a long inner street could be seen from the city gate that was blasted open by artillery.

The Xiliang generals guarding Wengcheng did not seem to set up obstacles at the city gate.

This is a bit weird.

"Chief, it is said that the King of Yan is now making a profit by selling artillery, so now all the Dasong troops are equipped with artillery. In the long run, it is really disadvantageous to our Xiliang."

On the city wall.

Wu Yan and a general hid behind the parapet. Amid the rumbling sound of artillery, both of them looked solemn.

Because the Ma family took refuge in Xiliang, after Dasong's northern expedition, Qinzhou can also be defended by Xiliang and the Ma family.

However, this time Beidi did not stand by and watch, but discussed countermeasures with Xiliang from the beginning, and is now taking action.

"Beidi promised us Xiliang that as long as we fight this war, we will give us cannons and cannon casting methods." Wu Yan said with a gloomy face.

The last time Temu Ta came, Xiliang humiliated Dasong.

Their Chanyu Murong Hao naturally knew that this would cause a war.

Although Xiliang returned the third prince according to Temu Ta's order.

But everything has just begun, and the most important thing is the next war.

In order to make Xiliang cooperate with Beidi's plan, Mule Hongzhen sent an envoy again.

In addition to sending 30 cannons, they also promised to teach the art of cannon casting after the war.

It was this huge temptation that made their Chanyu Murong Hao determined to fight Dasong.

But their Chanyu Murong Hao knew that it would be difficult to defeat the Song Imperial Guards and the powerful tribes equipped with artillery.

So they and Beidi carefully designed a trap, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

"Haha, great, with artillery, we can also use artillery to fight back." Zhengjiang looked excited.

Wu Yan nodded and looked at the soldiers trembling with fear on the city wall.

Among the 300,000 Xiliang troops entering Qinzhou this time, the soldiers he led were all new recruits.

Most of these new recruits were Song people forcibly recruited from Xiliang, and they were the Zhuanglinglang Army.

There were also 12,000 new recruits from Xiliang.

The remaining 8,000 people were his personal guards.

Including 5,000 elite cavalry, 800 iron harriers and 2,200 infantry.

Now, all the soldiers guarding the city were Zhuanglinglang soldiers. They had just been sent to the battlefield from the farmland. This behavior was normal.

But no matter how scared they were, no one escaped from the city wall at the moment.

Because waiting below were his personal guards, who were now acting as the supervisory team.

"When the Dasong people fill the moat and enter the city, we will break out from the north gate." Wu Yan said.

It is undoubtedly impossible to defend the Dasong army with artillery by relying on these new recruits.

These new recruits basically did not receive much training. They were just given military uniforms and armor, stuffed with weapons, and then driven into Wengcheng.

Indifferent, unlike Anxi's duties, he did not defend to the death, and could choose to break out at any time.

This is why he led 8,000 personal guards. As for the remaining new recruits, life and death did not matter to him.

Two days later.

The narrow moat of Wengcheng was filled with sandbags to form a road.

At this time, with the exciting sound of the horn, the Northern Expedition Army on the four walls of the east, west, south and north all launched an attack on the city.

Some soldiers broke into the city gate directly, and those carrying ladders climbed up the city wall to fight.

The Xiliang soldiers began to fight back.

But their counterattack seemed very weak in front of the Dasong soldiers.

The archers seemed to have no training, their arrows had no power, and they were not accurate when they were shot.

The imperial guards who climbed up the city wall roared, ready to fight to the death with the Xiliang soldiers.

But when these Xiliang soldiers saw them, they were like sheep seeing wolves, and they huddled together tightly.

They looked at the other imperial guards and rushed forward.

The Xiliang soldiers were forced to fight with them, but they wielded their swords without any rules.

In an instant, the fighting Xiliang soldiers were killed by him.

This made the imperial guards very excited, he cut off the ears of the dead Xiliang soldiers, and immediately pounced on the next Xiliang soldier.

As more and more imperial guards climbed up the city wall, the Xiliang soldiers retreated step by step.

The battle went very smoothly, and many imperial guards even forgot to fight and began to fight for their ears.

The powerful army was also suffering the same situation as the imperial guards.

The Xiliang soldiers were vulnerable, like they were fighting a group of bandits.

"Hahaha... they broke into the city, they broke into the city."

In front of the South Gate Camp, Zhao Heng stood up and pointed at the imperial guards occupying the city wall with a flushed face.

They were going to win the first battle.

"Your Majesty, this is a bit wrong. Xiliang may have an ambush in the city. Soldiers cannot rush into the city like this." Yang Feng frowned.

How could a city guarded by 100,000 people be breached on the third day after only two days of bombardment?

He only suspected that there was a conspiracy.

The second prince heard this and said dissatisfiedly: "General Yang, shouldn't my Northern Expedition Army win so happily? Must we be beaten to a bloody mess by the Xiliang people? In my opinion, the Xiliang people must be frightened by the artillery."

He smiled gently and continued: "Father, now you should understand why the King of Yan can win every battle. It's all because of this artillery. With artillery, you will be invincible."

Zhao Heng's heart was hotter than ever before.

He thought that the King of Yan won because of artillery, and now he is more convinced.

He said to the second prince: "Well, it's true. The power of artillery is so great. It's really worthy of my Shenwei General."

Among these artillery, there is the Shenwei General he named at that time.

Thinking of this, he smiled even more and looked relaxed.

"Your Majesty, be careful." Seeing that Zhao Heng believed the words of the second prince, Yang Feng was very anxious.

"General Yang, please stop exaggerating. Xiliang has been defeated. This is a fact. There can't be an ambush in the city." The second prince saw that Yang Feng was still trying to persuade him, and he made another sarcastic remark.

Zhao Heng's doubts flashed across his mind.

Yang Feng was an old general after all, and he still believed him.

He was about to withdraw his soldiers and order a small group of soldiers to explore the city first. At this time, a cavalryman rode up and dismounted and said, "Your Majesty, a Xiliang general led his troops to break through the north gate and escape."

The north gate was guarded by the Han and Wang families. The second prince looked embarrassed for a moment, then he turned his eyes and shouted loudly, "Congratulations, father, congratulations, father, for a great victory in the first battle. Since the Xiliang general escaped, the city has been captured!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another cavalryman came to report, "Your Majesty, the Xiliang soldiers were vulnerable and were beaten by our army and fled everywhere!"

"We won! We really won!" Zhao Heng murmured. For the first time, the joy in his heart surpassed the joy of love with Xiao Shishi.

The most important thing is that this achievement will be recorded in his head. This is the emperor's achievement. He really made the right choice to lead the army in person this time.

Dasong will crush Xiliang and Beidi.

"Hahaha..." He couldn't help but laugh.

The second prince smiled and did not forget to slander Yang Feng, "Father, I am right, right? If it weren't for the siege on all sides, which made the Xiliang soldiers desperate and panicked, how could we win so easily today?"

Zhao Heng was in high spirits and nodded repeatedly, "My son has some foresight this time, very good, very good."

"Thank you for the compliment, father." The second prince was overjoyed.

Yang Feng looked at Zhao Heng and his son, and his heart sank into a cold pond.

What on earth is going on? He really couldn't figure it out.

But he knew that after this battle, Zhao Heng would never listen to him again.