The name of Zhu Yuanzhang’s posthumous edict deeply hurt the heart of the king of Jin. He finally believed that the hero in his mind always loved himself, looked at himself and saw his own light, but in the end he was robbed of everything by a person who ignored himself.
The king of Jin wants to rebel
Trumpets burst into three armies to push forward, and the periphery of the original spacious capital was instantly occupied by people. The king of Jin did his best to move almost all his troops and property this time.
This was originally a life-and-death bet.
Listen to the horn. Geng Bingwen has been beating the wall with a broadsword in his eyes for ten years. This knife has never killed anyone. I didn’t expect that this time it was not a foreign enemy but one of our own.
"General!"
The city wall is very long and wide, and high platforms have been built on the surface. Those defenders armed with bows and arrows can hide in those platforms, large and small, so that the damage caused by shooting bows and arrows from the outside becomes extremely limited.
"Don’t panic"
Geng Bingwen’s face was almost expressionless. He looked up and stared at the distance, approaching the rebels and pressing over like a dark cloud.
After the carriage of the King of Jin stopped, the capital road was wide, after all, and the most important point was that the 200,000 troops were mixed, and the elite of the King of Jin was less than 100,000, all of which were gathered along the way. These people were at most Dangdang cannon fodder.
Cannon fodder must be taken as the king of Jin in a carriage "let those people try first"
"Got it, Your Majesty."
King Jin smiled in the carriage. It was much easier to deal with many things around him because he could read your mind and didn’t do everything properly.
This is a good thing, and it is also a threat to the king of Jin. He knows that he will be the first to kill not those who once opposed him, but this man.
Because he knows himself too well, this is a very terrible thing, so this person must die and look at the road far away from the back. Is it sad for Jin Wang to breathe? Still not giving up?
In the valley outside the capital, the horn blared and a group of people were drilled inside. It was Gao Yuntian, the city guard, who would secretly hide here according to the arrangement of forest air. The valley is very large because the sun outside is very poisonous in summer and people’s faces are burning and painful. It must be a good choice.
"General, I’m afraid the Jin army has arrived."
The high clouds nodded "it should be calculated from time to time". When the high clouds finished, they couldn’t help sighing that the war had killed and wounded. This war in Beijing must be a river of blood.
"General, should we sink the other side’s position and kill it out?" When you look at the young people in front of the high clouds, they are the kind of people who are brave and like to fight. This kind of people is very similar to Tang Niu. When they hear the war, their eyes shine, and they will not think about his things. It is a slap in the face of thousands of troops in the hands of the high clouds.
"Don’t stay here and wait for Lord Lin’s news."
"yes"
Gao Yun said and waved his hand. These people soon disappeared in the mountains and valleys, and there were many caves in the mountains, high mountains and dense forests. Gao Yun hid thousands of people in them, and almost no one found them.
At this time, Lin Feng and Luo Meng people also heard the horn coming from the direction of Beijing. Lin Feng is also in no hurry. There are tens of thousands of elites in Beijing, and the gates of Beijing are far stronger than Tian Cheng. Even if Jin Wanimal artillery is the same method, it will break the outer city in a short time.
Windson knows that this siege is not good for anyone, especially the supply line behind Jin Wang Yidan. Hundreds of thousands of troops can fight hungry.
In ancient times, the most important thing for replenishment was to send elite cavalry to escort or choose similar cities to transport grain. Tian Cheng was destroyed and Jin Wang’s plan to transport grain almost fell because Tian Cheng was too broken.
The king of Jin was cautious and never allowed himself to make such a low-level mistake. The two teams of troops moved forward and the camp was a little messy. Soldiers armed with spears were pinned down on both sides.
These are the so-called people of Jin, that is, cannon fodder. How amazing is it that Jin wants these people to try the defense of Beijing?
"prepare"
Thousands of shooters gather around the wide wall. What is this concept? That is to say, at least thousands of arrows are shot from the surface at the same time when Geng Bingwen gives the order.
This commanding style of play has an absolute advantage. These bows and arrows are absolutely a siege nightmare. Don’t forget that Geng Bingwen also has an elite cavalry in his hand.
Not only these, but also ware and even artillery. As the two camps approached Geng Bingwen, the archers issued arrows in their hands one after another. At that moment, it was raining black arrows outside the capital.
The king of Jin didn’t come from the carriage, and he didn’t lift the curtain in front of him. The rain of arrows caused exclamations and then screams.
After the King of Jin closed his eyes, he could imagine that the scene was very simple, that is, someone would die in the war, and it is precisely because of this that people who live will work harder.
"Rush away"
A wave of arrows rained down on the front camp, almost dying, and the guns behind threatened to continue to rush to the wall. The archer needed to change new arrows and then pull the crossbow to aim at it. It was just the best time for the chaotic troops to counterattack, but it was too short and those people were scared to death.
A few waves of arrows and rain flew over the wall, and thousands of people in the two camps finally left less than a few dozen people to retreat.
"Why did it stop?"
Jin Wang opened his eyes and shouted that killing and screaming suddenly stopped. If there is no such sound root in war, is it a war? A person who likes killing is more willing to enjoy the enjoyment brought by death.
"I’m afraid it’s too big for your report to die like this."
When the counselor heard the King of Jin finish talking next to the carriage, he simply replied that the King of Jin did not speak in it, and he loved and hated this man because you wanted him, but in his eyes, you were like a naked man, and that feeling made you very uncomfortable.
Chapter six hundred and twelve A bloody battle
Zhu Yunwen listened to the eunuch who kept shouting and killing the food plate outside. He couldn’t help shivering and killing for three days. The king of Jin attacked almost day and night. It is puzzling that even in the face of Geng Bingwen’s impenetrable defense, the king of Jin did not move the powerful artillery to attack the wall.
What the hell is this!
This is not only windson doubting, but also the black counselor around the king of Lian Jin is frowning. Every day for three days, more than 10,000 people have been killed and injured. Moreover, this means of attack means that the other party will eventually approach the gate in front of the impenetrable arrow camp, so it is indiscriminate to play.
Even cannon fodder is still a human life. Death is not terrible, but a desire for victory. Once lost, it will be a complete disaster.
The king of Jin must know why he is so persistent in choosing this simple and effective attack method. In recent days, the king of Jin has kept his carriage because the world inside is full of mystery through the curtain.
"How many days?"
It is a torment for the king of Jin to wait for a man who is eager to break through the capital and become emperor. The king of Jin is fighting with his patience.
In the eyes of the king of Jin, no one can beat himself except himself.
"three days"
"Almost"
"Wang Ye artillery?"
The counselor’s eyebrows are wrinkly. At this time, I really can’t guess the king’s mind. The closer I get to the capital, the more strange some actions become. As the number of times increases, the counselors around the king of Jin can’t help worrying.
"Not yet" Jin Wang lifted the curtain, which may be because he stayed inside all the time. As soon as the light outside became particularly dazzling, Jin Wang could not help but block his hand.
A figure of "Report" appeared. It was the counselor who had been waiting beside the carriage. When he saw the curtain of the carriage, he quickly came to the crowd.
"It’s still early."
Jin Wang Le took a hand and then loosened his hand. The counselor leaned down and looked at the curtain and sighed. At this time, several generals were coming from the side
The counselor waved several people and stopped in a low voice. "This is not the way to attack and kill too many people."
"Yes, we must find a way."
The counselor sighed, "Your Majesty didn’t change his mind. It’s good to create more potential." The counselor made a wink at several people. Several people knew that the offensive could not stop without your majesty’s order. It was like this, and people died too quickly. The counselor meant to create potential and not attack, so as not to lose a way to kill two birds with one stone
"all right"
Several people turned and left. The counselor turned and looked at the solitary carriage in front. At this time, a shadow appeared inside. At that moment, the king of Jin was particularly lonely.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!
This fireball is amazing in power, especially effective against soldiers in droves. Those shattered sparks touch people and immediately catch fire. In an instant, the front camp of the chaotic army turns into a sea of fire.
There are dozens of throwing trains in the city wall. There is a very loud name called Thunderbolt, also known as Thunderbolt. The prototype is an ancient battlefield catapult.
"retreat"
Geng Bingwen city wall looked at the retreating rebel camp corners of the mouth with a smile, and there were almost no casualties on their side. There were already corpses outside the city.
"General, the rebels have retired, so let’s take a rest first."
Geng Bingwen nodded and was really tired these days. "Be careful and don’t let the other side get close."
"General, don’t worry"
This man is Geng Bingwen Kibaki Geng Bingwen. He is very assured that Geng Bingwen will return to the camp from the surface and rest. The powerful firepower of the defenders of the chaotic army in Beijing can keep retreating.
"What’s back?"
Although the king of Jin is in a carriage, he can still judge the situation in front by shouting the direction. Calling for killing from far and near, from strong to weak, is a sign of retreating
"There is a thunderbolt car in the sovereign city."