Almost instantly, a 196 kilogram of granite ball hit the brick-covered rammed earth wall at nearly the speed of sound.

Then countless pieces burst out.

The fragments of shells, the fragments of city bricks, and the fragments of rammed earth flew out around like shotguns. Even the city wall trembled slightly. At the same time, a huge scar appeared in the middle of the city wall not far from Ying'en Gate. Almost at the moment the scar appeared, the impact force shook the rammed earth above. A city wall more than ten meters wide collapsed like a landslide mountain, and fell down together with more than a dozen screaming Qing soldiers above, and disappeared into the dust in a blink of an eye.

The Ming army was silent.

Everyone stared at the city wall in amazement, looking at the sores that seemed to have been gnawed by some monster.

"This is still not powerful!"

Then he heard His Majesty the Emperor say with some dissatisfaction.

"puff!"

Cao Youyi almost squirted out an old blood.

"Recharge!"

Then he swallowed and shouted.

The large group of soldiers in front of the cannon of the God-Majestic General also quickly woke up and quickly began to reload ammunition for their cannons.

The second shell was loaded soon.

"Open fire!"

General Manager Cao roared.

The second shell suddenly flew out with a terrifying howling sound, accurately hitting the wound made by the shell. Then I saw the city wall as if tofu was stabbed hard by chopsticks. Among the countless pieces that splashed backwards, a huge gap appeared, which was obviously directly pierced. After all, the first shell had actually cut off nearly half of the thickness of the top of the city wall, and broke the strongest brick-covered shell. This shell completed the remaining work, but this was not enough, and it was not enough to become a breakthrough.

""continue!"

Cao Youyi yelled.

At the same time, more than fifty cannons lined up on both sides of the giant cannon, and roared towards the city walls on both sides of the gap. The shells weighing more than ten pounds were constantly smashing the brick-built female walls at a speed of no more than two minutes, and harvesting the lives of the Qing army on the city walls with the same gravel as cannonballs. The cannon, with a slow, firm, and unstoppable momentum, continuously smashed nearly four hundred pounds of granite shells at the gap at a speed of three minutes, and continuously expanded the width of the gap and lowered the height of the city wall.

Yang Feng stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the rapidly collapsed Guangning City Wall with deep eyes.

The gap quickly turned into a passage over twenty meters wide.

"Your Majesty, that's OK!"

General Cao whispered from the side.

At the same time, on the other side of Yang Feng, with the neighing of a series of war horses, his giant chariot slowly stopped, but the chariot had changed, with a huge steel silhouette on the car. Two one and a half meters high and three meters long steel plates were crossed at sharp angles at the front of the car, and half a foot long spikes were densely covered with outwards, which looked quite cruel.

Yang Feng pulled up the giant Mo Dao that was inserted in front of him, then jumped onto the carriage, stood behind the circumference, pointed the Mo Dao forward and shouted: "Warriors of the Ming Dynasty, go forward, follow me, fight for me, and fight for your emperor!"

A tsunami-like roar immediately sounded behind him.

Amid this roar, a drummer in heavy armor began to beat the war drums on the brigade. The carriage slowly started to move with the thunderous drum sound.

Yang Feng, wearing a red dragon robe, was standing behind the silhouette, with a domineering Modao standing behind him. Behind him was the war drums that were beating wildly. Twelve dragon flags were flying in the wind. On both sides of him, a total of 30,000 Ming troops carrying various siege equipment were lined up. Under the forest flag, a famous general sat upright on his horse with a weapon. The soldiers in armor all stood trembling in the ground, tapped the shield with a goose feather knife, with a fanatical and resolute expression. The emperor who followed them kept roaring forward, and spread like a torrent of the snowy land.

Behind them, all the cannons were squirting flames frantically, and the whistling of shells kept passing over his head, creating scars after scars on the walls of Guangning ahead.

Then the Qing army's counterattack began.

The giant arrow from the crossbow roared and flew backwards helplessly on the steel silhouette. The bullets of the large gun lifted also roared, but the lead projectile could only make dents on the five-mm thick steel plate. As for the feather arrows falling in the sky, it was like a helpless sigh.

His Majesty the Emperor, wearing a stainless steel helmet on his head, looked proudly at the desperate Eight Banners Warriors on the city wall through the bulletproof glass of the mask.

"kill!"

He roared with a finger of his long knife.

Then the carriage started running at full speed under his feet. At the same time, all the Ming troops on both sides also started running at full speed. The snow field of more than 200 meters rushed past. Yang Feng suddenly inserted Mo Dao at his feet on the running carriage, then grabbed the steel pipes on both sides and pushed up with force at the same time, lifting the entire steel contour. Just as the carriage was parked by the moat, he carried the monster weighing thousands of pounds and rushed out of the carriage, and rushed into the moat covered by snow and thin ice.

The semi-dried river water could no longer stop him, and in a blink of an eye he rushed to the gap.

He rushed along the collapsed earth slope like a steel monster full of spikes, and then headed straight to the city wall. Behind him were the dense Jinyiwei. Under the protection of this special shield, this special team arrived on the city wall in a blink of an eye.

Because of the previous intensive artillery attacks, the Qing army was forced to a distance. The gap was on both sides of the main targets of the artillery attack. Under the attack of hundreds of artillery shells, they had been completely cleared. At this time, several people were dozens of meters away. As the artillery bombs stopped, they had just begun to rush towards them. However, the shells stopped, and what was waiting for them were the dense bullets of the Ming army. The attendants of the Jinyiwei behind Yang Feng were all replaced with bandit guns, and hundreds of flintlock guns equipped with bayonets. With the protection of His Majesty the Emperor's giant shield, they kept firing forward in turn. The bullets were quickly detonated by gunpowder dozens of meters away, and then turned into balls of flames.

And Yang Feng didn't care about anything else.

Carrying a giant shield, he roared and kept moving forward along the city wall. Two steel plates connected at sharp angles formed a tight obstruction on the narrow city wall. Then, relying on his brute force like a giant axe, the Qing army, who had avoided the bullets of the Jinyiwei, swung swords and guns forward, but then they were pushed aside by the shoveled shield and pushed down the city wall. Behind the shield, hundreds of Jinyiwei followed His Majesty with the Emperor in hand, and kept firing dense bullets forward. In fact, there was almost no Qing army able to get close to the shield. They had no way to avoid the narrow city wall. The bullets of the Jinyiwei almost fell out. As the shield moved forward, dense corpses continued to accumulate and spread forward.

At this time, countless Ming troops had already poured into Guangning City from that gap, and the Qing army that was resisting in the city was constantly buried in the torrent formed by them.

Yang Feng was still running forward.

He and the Jinyiwei musketeer behind him were like a huge broom. Wherever he passed, the Qing army was swept away on the city wall and soon appeared on the inner city wall with dense dead bodies.

Guangning City was expanded south from the old Xianzhou City of the Jin Kingdom. The old south city wall became an inner city wall and the city gate became a drum tower. This is also the significance of Yang Feng's move. He had to seize the drum tower from the city wall to ensure that the Ming army entering from Ying'en Gate continued to move forward. Otherwise, the drum tower that controls the center of the streets in the city will become the number one threat to the Ming army.

And Tunqi also retreated here.

The condescending Qing army began to shoot down from the drum tower, and sharp arrows and bullets continued to fall in the middle of the Jinyiwei.

"cannon!"

Yang Feng did not rush hard, but shouted behind him.

At the Yingen Gate that had just been opened behind him, a group of soldiers were dragging a mortar to move up the horse path and quickly rushed up the city wall. They braved the bullets and sharp arrows of the Qing army opposite and quickly set up the city wall. The short-barrel small mortar cannon immediately sprayed flames into the drum tower after the muzzle was flattened. The twenty-pound flowering bullets with flames instantly flew over a few hundred meters away, crashed into the drum tower, and then turned into an explosive flame.

"continue!"

Yang Feng said with satisfaction.

But at this moment, in the originally broken drum tower, a monster with flames suddenly expanded. With a loud noise like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, the entire drum tower instantly turned into countless pieces and soared into the sky.

"Ma, I still want to be Yin!"

Yang Feng said speechlessly as he looked at the spectacular scene.

It was obvious that Tunqi had accumulated a large amount of gunpowder in the drum tower, and he was waiting for Yang Feng to kill in and then detonate and die together. If his goal was achieved, Yang Feng would have to become a ghost wandering in the sky of the Ming Dynasty. Unfortunately, this guy's piercing trick ended up losing to God's will. A flowering bullet of a mortar made his efforts vain, and then the drum tower, which had been standing in history for more than 300 years, became the tomb of him and hundreds of Qing soldiers.

"It's getting less and less trouble!"

Yang Feng said, looking at the mortar that continued to spray flames.

Not only this gate, more mortar cannons were dragged up to the city wall by Ming soldiers, and then condescendingly used flowering bullets and even shotguns to bombard the Qing army that resisted the city. This kind of small cannon with a few hundred pounds also had four-wheeled cannons, even if they were not lifted by people, they were constantly lifted up from the city wall behind them with ropes. The flintlock rifles in the hands of the Jinyiwei behind him completely replaced his previous rush. The bullets shot densely killed far more Qing army than him. Even the Ming army in street fighting in the city were constantly using those banana water burning bottles to kill the Qing army that was resisting stubbornly. You could see those Qing soldiers covered in flames rolling on the ground everywhere.

After all, with the continuous improvement of the Ming army's technological level, the force of tens of thousands of enemies has begun to become a supporting role on the battlefield.

He doesn't need to smash the city walls. The Divine Power Invincible General's cannon is more efficient than him. He doesn't need to throw gunpowder bags. The small mortar cannon and flowering bullets are also more efficient than him. He doesn't need to carry two irons to fight. The flintlock gun kills people much faster than him. He is now useful in field battles, but after the new army is trained, it is probably useless in field battles.
Chapter completed!