In an instant, several gaps were shot out of the Tucheng by huge crossbow arrows, and the bows and arrows fired by the Ming army's archers were overwhelming, raindrops falling on the top of the city.

There were screams at the top of the city, and from time to time, howling Korean soldiers fell from the three to four feet high city wall.

"Send the order to the rear army, hurry up the artillery!" Zhu Yunxi frowned and said as he looked at the battle situation.

"Your Highness, there is no need to be impatient!" Lan Yu said with a smile, "It is only a matter of time before the city is destroyed." He said, and laughed again, "This is the time when our Ming Dynasty now has countless skilled craftsmen who can supply all kinds of equipment. In the past, there were no such things.

, just climb the city wall with a knife in your mouth."

"Youngermen of the Ming Dynasty, you can't fight with your flesh and blood!" Zhu Yunxi looked at the battlefield and said, "We, the people of the Ming Dynasty, are very valuable!"

At this time, on the battlefield, the Ming army suddenly cheered loudly.

Under the cover of archers and siege crossbows, the Ming army's siege ram was pushed under the Anzhou city gate.

The battering ram was made of giant wood that was hundreds of years old and weighed over a thousand kilograms. The front of the battering ram was sharpened. It hit the city gate with the movements of hundreds of strong men like striking a bell.

Boom, boom, the city gate couldn't help but tremble under the impact of the siege ram. The siege ram was made of a wooden frame covered with iron sheets. Bows and arrows could not penetrate it. Even if the stone rolled down, it would only be a

The gap can also prevent kerosene.

"Brothers, work harder, hey hey hey!"

Inside the siege ram, the officer leading the team shouted slogans loudly. The archers under the city wall fired siege crossbows desperately to provide fire cover. The Korean soldiers were not allowed to attack the siege ram on the city wall.

"Boys!"

Jingchuan Marquis Cao Zhen dismounted and stood at the front of the infantry formation preparing to charge into the city, shouting loudly.

"Cheer up my spirits. After the city is broken, Da Suo will not seal the sword. You can enjoy the gold and silver, little ladies! Let go of killing and robbing!"

Ho ho ho ho!

Inspired by the general's promise, the soldiers howled with excitement like wild beasts. The swords and axes in their hands kept hitting their shields, making a sound like war drums.

Empty! There was a loud sound like an earthquake, and the battlefield was silent for a moment.

I saw smoke and dust rising at the Anzhou City Gate. The originally tall city gate collapsed in the sudden smoke and dust, revealing a straight passage.

"Boys! Follow me and fight in!"

Cao Zhen, the Marquis of Jingchuan, held an iron mace in each hand and shouted, "Kill!"

Dong-dong-dong, the war drums of the rear formation suddenly sounded, which was used as a signal for the front troops to ascend the city.

But suddenly, right now.

Cao Zhen's eldest son, Cao Zhen's commander-in-chief, grabbed his father and said, "Dad, his grandma is a bitch. The Koreans surrendered, look!"

At the top of Goryeo City, several white flags were suddenly hoisted.

There were also Korean soldiers shouting at the top of the city, "Surrender! We surrender the city!"

"Eight generations of Japanese ancestors!" Cao Zhen jumped to his feet and yelled, "Archers, shoot the raised Goryeo barbarians to death for me and don't allow them to surrender!"

With military glory right before our eyes, how can we allow the enemy to surrender?
Chapter completed!