Chapter 273: Enemy at the Gate

Hurrying slowly, it took twelve days to reach the border.

The army set up camp ten miles away from the border.

Ning Chen personally led people to the border to investigate the situation.

The majestic city gate is like a giant dragon, spanning the mountains and ridges.

It is very similar to the modern Great Wall.

Ning Chen observed the surrounding terrain.

The border officers were originally supposed to be stationed on the land where they are now.

But now, everyone has withdrawn onto the city wall.

The wall of the city gate is five or six feet high. The key is length, so the Grand Master's army can be fully deployed.

If a hundred thousand troops attack the city, and the grand master's army fires arrows at random, who knows how many people will die?

Ning Chen's eyes fell on the heavy gate of the city gate.

A volley of cannons should be able to blast open the door.

Ning Chen's eyebrows were cold, but he sighed deeply.

"Others are fighting inward, but we are fighting outward, and the ones we fight are my Daxuan soldiers."

Pan Yucheng couldn't help but sigh, "Soldiers have a duty to obey orders, and they have no choice... If the Grand Master could have been eliminated in the previous battle, this battle would not have happened."

On top of the city gate, the Grand Master was dressed in silver armor, looking at Ning Chen and others from a distance.

Ning Chen had scouts, so naturally the Grand Master also had them.

Therefore, it is not surprising that the grand master knew that Ning Chen led his army to attack the border.

An army of one hundred thousand cannot be hidden.

In fact, the grand master was still shocked. He didn't expect Ning Chen to be so fast?

He guessed that Ning Chen would lead his troops to attack the border, but now that it was freezing cold and covered with heavy snow, he thought that it would be spring next year if Ning Chen came.

Unexpectedly, in less than a month since the last battle, Ning Chen had already arrived at the city.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the young man in bright clothes and angry horse from a distance, feeling somewhat uneasy in his heart.

The last time I went to attack Fuzhou City, I went faster and escaped faster.

An army of 100,000 people was defeated in one encounter and fled back without their armor.

He has been fighting for half his life, and this is the most embarrassing time for him.

Wu Guo is good at fighting. He has fought against Wu Guo countless times, but he has never been so embarrassed.

Thinking about those things that can explode and explode into a large area, he still has lingering fears.

However, thinking that the Wu Kingdom's army was on its way, the Grand Master felt more at ease.

He now had an army of 140,000 in his hands and occupied the ground.

Even if Ning Chen was a god with his troops and had such powerful firearms, he would never be able to capture the city in a short period of time.

Last time, he attacked and Ning Chen defended the city, causing him to suffer a big loss.

This time, it was Ning Chen who was on the offensive side and he was on the defensive side. He had to let Ning Chen know how powerful he was.

When Wu Guo's support arrived, Ning Chen's army was wiped out in one fell swoop.

The grand master looked at the shouting soldier next to him and said a few words.

"Ning Chen, I didn't expect you to dare to come?"

The shouting soldiers shouted in unison, conveying the Grand Master's words to Ning Chen.

Ning Chen looked at Feng Qizheng, but before he could speak, Feng Qizheng shouted at the top of his lungs: "Zhao Bokang, Ning Chen asked me to greet your mother."

Ning Chen suddenly felt a black line on his forehead.

Feng Qi was scratching his head, "Isn't that what you wanted to say?"

On top of the city, the Grand Master's face was ashen.

Ning Chen looked at Feng Qizheng and said, "Shout and tell them that they are all my Daxuan's sons. I really don't want to fight each other..."

Feng Qi was shouting at the top of his lungs: "Zhao Bokang, you old bastard, are you going to kill my Daxuan's 200,000 soldiers because of your own personal vendetta?"

"Outside the city of Fuzhou, the blood has not dried, and tens of thousands of heroic souls have become lonely ghosts, homeless...aren't enough people dead? Do you want to kill everyone before you are willing to do it? "

"Border officers and soldiers, think about your families. You are officers and soldiers of Daxuan, His Majesty's subjects, not his private soldiers of Zhao Bokang."

"Zhao Bokang's family is dead. He is alone, regardless of his old face, surrendering to the enemy and treason, selling himself to seek glory... But you have family, have you ever thought about them? Do you want your family to be poked in the spine and scolded?"

On top of the city, Zhao Bokang's expression suddenly changed.

He knew that these words would definitely shake the morale of the army.

Therefore, we cannot allow them to encourage people.

He immediately ordered the shouting soldiers to shout.

"Ning Chen, please stop pretending to be benevolent and righteous here... I am the current emperor who put him on the throne. I fought abroad to protect the country and the people, but what did I get in the end?"

"Both my son and daughter died at your hands... Emperor Daxuan is a heartless, unjust, and cold-blooded emperor. Is it wrong for me to seek justice for my children?"

Feng Qizheng shouted: "Zhao Bokang, don't be shameless... Shouldn't your son die? Shouldn't your daughter die? A hundred times would not be enough for the evil they have done and the crimes they have committed."

"To put it bluntly, this is your own personal grudge. Why did you drag 200,000 soldiers at the border to be buried with you for your personal grudge?"

"Brothers on the city wall, you are all my great master. Your majesty is merciful, and General Ning is merciful. As long as you lay down your weapons and surrender, you will be pardoned from the death penalty."

"If you are stubborn, you will not be able to see your family in this life, and you will not be able to return to your roots or your soul after death... You were rebels during your lifetime, and you will be a lonely ghost after death."

"That's it for now, think about it for yourselves and decide for yourself how to choose."

Zhao Bokang's face was congested and his beard was trembling with anger.

These words hit the point directly and probably caused ripples in the hearts of the soldiers, giving rise to other thoughts.

We must make up for it and stabilize the morale of the army.

But when he was about to let the shouting soldier continue shouting, he was so angry that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Ning Chen actually took his men and left without giving him a chance to make amends.

Zhao Bokang covered his chest, as if he had been stabbed by someone and couldn't pull out the knife.

"Damn little bastard, I will definitely cut you into pieces..."

Zhao Bokang was furious, like a mad dog.

Ning Chen led his men back to the barracks.

He sent people to call Yuan Long and others.

"I just observed that there are steep stone slopes under the city wall. It is not easy to climb the city wall. This method cannot be used. Zhao Bokang's troops are spread out on the top of the city wall. If they want to force their way to the city wall, the casualties will be too great."

"My plan is that once the war starts, all the catapults will be put into operation. Don't save explosive packs and gunpowder barrels. The people on the city wall must be pressed down so that they can't raise their heads and fight back."

"Then, pull the artillery to the front, 32 artillery, and fire at the city gate... I think it will take at most two rounds to blast the city gate open."

"At that time, the musket battalion will charge first, and the infantry battalion will follow."

Everyone nodded, no objection.

The most difficult thing is to blast the city gate open and rush to the top of the city wall... When you reach the top of the city wall, you will fight hand to hand. At that time, no strategy will be useful. The brave will win when they meet on a narrow road. It depends on who has a tough life?

Ning Chen frowned slightly and looked at Pan Yucheng, "I have been observing for a long time, why can't I see Zhao Bokang's equipment warehouse and grain warehouse?"

Pan Yucheng said: "It is probably on the other side of the city gate."

Ning Chen nodded slightly and said: "The artillery can't climb to the top of the city. Once the city gate is blown open, Lei An will be responsible for leading the artillery battalion to find Zhao Bokang's equipment warehouse and grain warehouse."

"Once the close combat on the top of the city fails, bomb their equipment warehouse and grain warehouse... hit the enemy's morale."

"Of course, if our army has the upper hand, there is no need to do this."

Lei An hurriedly leaned over, "I obey the order!"