Chapter 831: Cannons Roar!

"How arrogant! A mere 70,000 people dared to attack the pass guarded by 250,000 troops."

On the wall of Zhongling Pass, Ashur looked at the soldiers of the King of Yan who kept pouring into the trenches, and his eyes narrowed.

According to the agreement reached between Britain, the Kingdom of Ross and their northern barbarians.

This time, he personally led 300,000 troops into Yizhou to cooperate with the army of the powerful tribes to resist the army of the King of Yan.

At first, their plan was to station troops at Zhongling Pass and Jian Pass to attract the Qin army of the King of Yan.

Then lure the King of Yan's royal family to go deep into the south of the Yangtze River, and then concentrate troops to annihilate the royal family.

But this plan failed.

Then, they had to implement the second plan.

He and Nanliang were in the west, Muller Hongzhen was in the north, and Wu was in the south, pulling the defense line from three directions, dispersing the King of Yan's troops while waiting for the arrival of British muskets and artillery.

At that time, they were equipped with British muskets and artillery, attacked the weakest part of the defense line, tore open the defense line of Jiangbei, and attacked Jiangbei.

But unexpectedly, before the British muskets and artillery arrived, the Yan Wang army suddenly wanted to attack them.

"I analyzed the battles of the Yan Wang army in recent years and found that this army never fought unprepared battles. The situation is not good." Olski was not as optimistic as Ashur.

The war between Russia and the Western Turks has never stopped in recent years.

There have also been large-scale wars involving hundreds of thousands of people.

Sometimes, the victory or defeat of a war is not determined by the number of soldiers, but by the comprehensive strength of the army.

Ashur frowned.

Since he left Beidi and went to the Western Regions, he has been fighting all the time in these years and is also a veteran on the battlefield.

He built up such a huge family business with his own hands.

Therefore, he is quite proud.

In addition, Beidi suffered such a big loss at the hands of Yan Wang, and he was holding back his anger and wanted to fight with Yan Wang's army.

However, he is by no means a stupid person, otherwise he would not have survived the fight in the Western Regions.

Without a trump card, he would naturally not die.

The reason why he was so confident this time was because his army was equipped with a batch of muskets and artillery provided by the Russian State.

There is one more point.

The Yan King’s army is powerful. He can’t defeat them when leaving the city, but can he defend the city?

“Don’t say these useless things. Whether it’s a mule or a horse, you have to try it. Otherwise, can you abandon Zhongling Pass and escape? I can’t afford to lose this person.” Ashur said.

Orsky looked at the Yan King’s army still pouring into the trenches and frowned.

Ashur was right. They had to fight here anyway.

“I hope the British muskets and artillery can come earlier.” Ashur added.

After all, the Russian State is too far away from the Northern Di. It will take at least half a year for them to imitate the muskets and transport them here.

Britain can provide the first batch of muskets within two or three months.

Hearing this, Orski raised his lips and said, "Once we are equipped with muzzle-loading rifles, the Yan Wang army will no longer have an advantage, and it will only be a matter of time before we destroy the Yan Wang."

As he was speaking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a fire in the distance.

"Lie down!" Orski was shocked and immediately threw Ashur down.

At this moment, a violent explosion occurred on the city wall in front of them, and the loud noise almost shattered their eardrums.

The royal army officially launched an attack.

"Boom boom boom..."

Next, shells hit the city wall, and flames and smoke filled the air.

Ashur and Orski looked at each other with solemn faces.

They did not dare to get up, crawled to the stairs close to the ground, and went down the city wall in a panic.

Before, he secretly laughed at the powerful army of the powerful family for losing Jinling City in just a few days.

Now, he finally experienced the power of the Yan Wang army in person.

Not only the muskets, but also the Yan Wang's artillery was really different.

"The city wall is just a target, far less safe than the trench, and we can only rely on the trench for defense." Olski said.

It won't be long before the King of Yan's artillery can blow up the artillery on the city wall. There is no point in keeping soldiers on it.

Ashur nodded.

He immediately asked the reserve troops to assemble and support the soldiers in the trench outside the city gate at any time.

Although the King of Yan's army is very powerful, he doesn't believe that 250,000 troops can't stop these mere 70,000 soldiers.

Even if they can't stop it, he will make the King of Yan's army suffer heavy casualties and consume all the King of Yan's soldiers.

Jiangbei, Beidi, Britain and Ross, their combined national strength is far superior to that of the King of Yan.

This time, they are determined to destroy the King of Yan, and no one can pity their wings anymore.

Fight to the death!

"Boom boom boom..."

The roar of the artillery continued, and the howitzers in the trench fortifications threw shells into the trench one by one.

Every explosion raised a cloud of dust.

The field artillery placed in the trenches by the Shi clan and Beidi was also not idle.

They aimed at the artillery positions in the trench fortifications and tried to destroy the howitzers.

However, before they destroyed the howitzers, they were destroyed one by one by the rifled artillery of the Wangfu's personal army.

In just one hour, the artillery in the trench fortifications of Zhongling Pass was completely silenced.

Whether it was the Shi clan soldiers or the Beidi soldiers in the trenches, they could only bear the bombardment of the Wangfu's personal army unilaterally.

"Three days, blow you to death." In the last trench, Lu Chang stared at the opposite side with a telescope.

In this trench, there was a flat tent, flush with the trench ground.

There were tables and chairs in the tent. This was the command room on the battlefield.

After observing for a while, Lu Chang got into the tent.

In addition to Lu Chang's tent, Qinshan and Guantong also had their own tent command rooms in the trench.

At this moment, they were also observing the battlefield.

Seeing that the powerful tribes and the Beidi army in the trench could not raise their heads under the bombardment of artillery, they sneered in their hearts.

The Jinling battlefield verified that artillery played a huge role in killing enemy soldiers and destroying the morale of the enemy soldiers.

Therefore, they prepared to bombard the trench in front of Zhongling Pass for three days.

Each bombardment may be separated by one hour or two hours, without any regularity.

Because after each bombardment, the enemy soldiers will relax a little.

Sudden bombardment can cause greater casualties to enemy soldiers.

In addition to daytime, they also bombarded at night.

This is to prevent the other side from sleeping well and make their soldiers tired.

So, in the next three days, except for the roar of artillery, the battlefield was extremely strange.

The soldiers of both sides did not fight, and they all hid in the trenches without showing their heads.

The soldiers of Nanliang and Beidi naturally avoided the bombardment of artillery shells, while the royal guards were resting and gathering their strength.

Waiting for the general attack three days later.

In addition, Ashur was the most uncomfortable.

Every day, the artillery of the royal guards had to plow the trenches like plowing the land, causing six to seven thousand casualties.

He could only keep sending the reserve troops into the trenches to replace the dead and wounded soldiers.

After all, no one knew when the royal guards would launch a charge.

With fewer troops, they were simply unable to defend the trenches.

On the afternoon of the third day, after more than 20,000 casualties, the soldiers in the trenches were exhausted physically and mentally under the bombardment.

With the roar of war drums, Ashur saw the royal guards climbing up from the trenches like a tide and rushing towards their trenches.