Chapter 258: One General's Success Is the Result of the Sacrifice of Thousands of Soldiers

Ning Chen stood at the top of the city, looking at the swarming enemy troops with a calm expression.

When the enemy approached, Ning Chen shouted sharply: "Fire the arrow!"

"Musket Battalion, don't save bullets, hit me hard!"

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

Arrows rained from the sky, like swarms of locusts, shooting towards the enemies below the city.

Bang bang bang! ! !

The sound was like thunder, and the fire spread along with the smoke.

The enemy troops were frightened by the thunderous gunshots.

Watching the companions around me fall one by one, I couldn't help but feel fear.

For people who have never seen a musket, the sound alone can make them fearful when they encounter it for the first time.

In addition to muskets, there was also a hail of arrows.

A round of arrow rain fell, and the enemies fell in large areas like wheat.

In the era of cold weapons, wars relied solely on human heads.

That’s why there is a saying that a general’s success will lead to the death of thousands of bones.

"Those who are timid will be killed!"

"If you don't shrink from it, kill it!"

"Charge me and take down Yuzhou City."

When the people in the military governor's camp saw that the soldiers were afraid, they shouted in unison to boost their morale.

"Rush!!!"

"kill!!!"

The screams and shouts echoed through the sky.

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

The enemy's arrows kept coming, flying over everyone's heads.

Even though the people on Ning Chen's side were hiding on top of the city, they couldn't guarantee that they would be safe.

From time to time, soldiers fell down after being shot by arrows.

The wounded soldier was immediately taken away and supported by other archers.

Zhao Bokang's face was gloomy as he listened to the thunderous gunshots.

He knew it was a musket, the Prime Minister had said in his letter.

He asked the left prime minister to find a way to get some muskets...but he failed to get the muskets, and he himself was killed by Ning Chen.

Under the cover of the crossbow battalion, the enemy army had already approached the city wall.

Ning Chen snorted coldly, "Torch!"

Yuan Long immediately lit the torch and handed it to Ning Chen.

Ning Chen walked to the city wall and threw the torch down.

Below is the moat.

The torch fell into the moat.

boom! ! !

Waves of fire swept through.

The entire moat was on fire.

Ning Chen had already asked people to fill the moat with tung oil.

For a moment, shrill screams echoed through the sky.

The enemy troops near the moat all turned into pyromen, their bodies covered in flames, scurrying around and rolling all over the ground.

Ning Chen looked at this scene coldly.

In war, there is no need to be merciful.

To talk about benevolence and righteousness at this time is to be irresponsible to oneself and the soldiers.

boom! ! !

There was an explosion next to Ning Chen, followed immediately by a scream.

Ning Chen turned his head to look, his brows suddenly furrowed.

One musketeer's musket exploded, and his palms were blown to pieces.

"Quickly, take him down for treatment."

Ning Chen sighed.

The iron is not hard enough, so the flintlock gun is simple and easy to make, but it is not resistant to making. If it is used for a long time, there is a danger of the chamber exploding.

"General Ning, they are going to use catapults."

Yuan Long shouted.

Ning Chen looked intently and saw that the enemy's catapult was ready.

Ning Chen snorted coldly, "Yuan Long, go ahead as planned and let them know that times have changed."

"yes!"

Yuan Long turned and left.

On the city wall, a catapult has already been set up.

Explosive packets and barrels were transported one by one.

The fuse was lit.

Yuan Long gave the order, "Launch!"

Dozens of catapults were launched at the same time, and explosive packets and gunpowder barrels flew towards the enemy.

Boom boom boom! ! !

Explosive packets and gunpowder barrels exploded one after another, and the ground shook.

Ning Chen could feel the terrifying tremors while standing at the top of the city.

The terrifying sound was like a thunderbolt from the blue, deafening and deafening.

Fire swept across and smoke filled the air.

Ning Chen covered his ears in advance, poked his head out to look, and frowned slightly.

There are too many uncontrollable factors in explosive charges and powder barrels.

Some exploded in mid-air.

But most of them fell into the enemy's position and exploded.

For a moment, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and screams resounded throughout.

The Grand Master's soldiers and horses were frightened and went crazy.

What the hell is this?

Along with the explosive packs, gunpowder barrels continued to fall into the enemy camp and exploded.

The enemy camp was in chaos.

Not to mention the soldiers, even the Grand Master was frightened.

"Master, be careful!"

A general yelled at the top of his lungs.

The Grand Master looked up and saw an explosive pack falling towards him.

The grand master was so frightened that his soul flew away.

He sprinted wildly and then swooped down.

The explosive pack fell on his sedan chair, and with a bang, the entire sedan chair exploded, flames swept across, and wood chips flew away.

The Grand Master was thrown to the ground so hard that his eyes were blackened and his ears were ringing. He couldn't recover for a long time.

On top of the city, Ning Chen yelled: "Beat me hard, no sparing, anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!"

"Mu Anbang, Leian listens to the order!"

"The general is here!"

"You two, gather your troops and prepare to go out of the city to kill the enemy!"

"yes!"

Countless explosive packets and powder barrels flew out of the city and fell into the enemy camp.

Boom boom boom! ! !

The explosions continued.

Every explosion was accompanied by flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Fire swept across, smoke filled the air, and black smoke rose into the air.

The enemy army was in complete chaos, with their men and horses overturned in a chaotic mess.

Looking around, the earth is riddled with holes, corpses are everywhere, and rivers of blood flow.

"Fight, hit me hard, whoever dares to save ammunition, arrows...kill!"

"Yuan Long, tell them to speed up the stone throwing."

Ning Chen roared.

"Hit hard, I will beat the drum for you!"

Ning Chen walked over, took the drumstick, and started beating the drum.

Dong, dong, dong! ! !

The sound of the war drum resounded through the sky.

The soldiers were like chicken blood, howling and attacking wildly.

The Grand Master was stunned.

He expected Ning Chen to use a musket.

But what is this thing that explodes when it flies down and blows up a large area?

"Pass my order, don't mess around...Dunjia soldiers, go up!"

The Grand Master's eyes were red, like a mad dog, roaring wildly.

"Where is the battle flag? Where is the battle flag? Are all the people in the flag guard camp dead?"

On the battlefield, the soldiers all moved with the battle flag.

As long as the battle flag does not fall, the soldiers have a goal and know which direction to charge?

If there is no battle flag, with so many people, who knows where to attack? They will become headless flies.

One of the four great merits on the battlefield is flag-cutting. As long as you can cut down the enemy's battle flag, it is a great merit.

Therefore, the army will set up a flag-guarding camp to protect the battle flag.

The Grand Master was right. All the people in the flag-guarding camp were dead...even if they were not dead, they were almost dead.

Ning Chen made a plan. Once the explosive packs and gunpowder barrels were used...the flag-guarding camp would be bombed first.

The Grand Master's flag-guarding camp would have been killed and wounded long ago.

The battle flag would have turned to ashes long ago.

Without the battle flag, and with the companions around them suddenly blown to pieces, the whole army was in chaos.

People and horses were thrown to the ground, and they fled everywhere...many people were trampled to death by their own men and horses.

The 100,000-man army had already been defeated!

At this time, let alone others, the people in the military governor's camp ran faster than anyone else?

"Grandmaster, retreat... As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood."

The Grand Master's eyes were red, his face was flushed, and he roared to the sky... Suddenly his body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of old blood.

He was so angry that he vomited blood.

He had fought for half his life and had an army of 100,000. He thought it would be easy to defeat Ning Chen, a young boy, but he didn't expect to be defeated so miserably?