Chapter 139: Cannon

"Hold it. Good, good." King Yan was relieved from the tension just now.

"Good, good." King Yan sat on the ground somewhat collapsed.

"My lord, this is all the work of the Musketeers. Those Musketeers are too powerful. The Zhao Jun who fought like a clay figure. And the artillery. Zhao Jun is like the little clay figure. He was squeezed at once. Falling." The attendant said vividly.

King Yan opened his eyes and smiled.

In Dongcheng, the situation of the Yan army is not optimistic. The stalemate between the two sides is very detrimental to the Musketeers and the Artillery. Ammunition is dropping rapidly. The Yanjun soldiers never knew what saved ammunition was. The three-row shooting principle of training has gradually become a row in the flustered shooting, as long as the filling is completed, the shot will be shot immediately. Wang Ben can no longer effectively control these idiots.

Such chaotic shooting can only explain the fear of the Yan Army soldiers. Although Zhao Jun is now beaten down. But Zhao Jun is an elite after all, and it is difficult to let a group of fools drive a group of elites down.

Some musketeers began to withdraw, and their bullets had run out. The Musketeer’s ammunition is equipped with sixty rounds. This was the standard equipment for soldiers during the American Civil War. Obviously, this equipment is very unsuitable under such circumstances.

"General, our ammunition is about to run out." A Yanjun Lieutenant reported to Wang Ben respectfully.

"When it's used up, what else can I do? Get the ammunition back from the armory immediately. Hurry." Wang Ben shouted immediately.

"Here." Yanjun Lieutenant agreed with a fist.

"Wait, there's that shell, let's bring it here." Wang Ben asked again.

"Slow down shooting. Save ammunition." Wang Ben shouted loudly.

The rise of Yanjun soldiers. I didn't hear Wang Ben's loud shout at all.

Wang Ben saw that no one listened. Add fists and kicks immediately. After a single shot, the firing speed of the musket slowed down.

Zhao Jun began to notice that the musket shooting had become busy, and tentatively launched a counterattack. As soon as he showed his head, he was knocked to the ground by a musket. The rest of Zhao Jun evaded immediately.

Then Zhao Jun began to use the shield to test. The musket barely penetrated, Zhao Jun saw this and began to boldly counterattack, and the number of people suddenly increased. The situation is unfavorable for the Yan army.

What Wang Ben wanted was such a counterattack. If you keep hiding like this, it will be very detrimental to the Musketeers. Bullets cannot penetrate the thick walls, and the artillery cannot shoot at high elevation angles. As long as they come to the ground, they are finished.

"The gun team retreated twenty feet. The artillery is ready." Wang Ben commanded loudly.

The Musketeers began to retreat sparsely. There was no formation of Yan Jun anymore. Wang Ben is very helpless about this. These soldiers are good soldiers, but there is no discipline to talk about. It is not as strict as Qin Jun's laws that can be controlled.

Retreating is a bit like running away. Because the soldiers of the Yan Army ran to the back in twos and threes, it was not carried out one team after another at all.

The artillery has been loaded. Their goal is Zhao Jun who rushed down.

The Musketeers have retreated to a position. Zhao Jun rushed down and hurried forward. They had to make contact with the Musketeers quickly, otherwise the terrible fire-breathing tube would continue to consume their lives.

"The gun team dispersed. The artillery fired," Wang Ben shouted loudly.

The soldiers of Yanjun just avoided the muzzle. The artillery began to fire, and the loud sound knocked the soldiers of the Musketeer to the ground.

Two shells fired out in level. Zhao Jun, who had just rushed down, was hit with two **** holes at once.

"put". Two more artillery pieces roared and fired shells.

The soldiers of the Zhao Jun who were rushing quickly were shot again. The splattered meat splattered all over. The projectile passed through the human body and hit the soldiers in the back row with blood mist. The fierce Zhao Jun collided fiercely with the fired shells. Zhao Jun suffered extremely heavy losses.

"Shoot." Wang Ben shouted loudly.

"Bang, bang." The sound of the muskets rang intermittently, and many soldiers had no ammunition for their muskets. Only a few can be launched.

"Kill." Yan Han, who arrived in time, quickly organized a counterattack with the brigade mobilized from various places. Wang Ben breathed a sigh of relief. If they are not killed in time, the Musketeers and Artillery Teams will cease to exist.

When Yan Jun saw Zhao Jun being beaten up by artillery, his morale was greatly boosted and he was extremely brave to counterattack. Zhao Jun's morale began to collapse due to the artillery. After resisting for a while, they retreated. All the way to the city wall, Yan Jun pursued with victory. Attack all the way. Zhao Jun couldn't resist. The Yan army successfully attacked the head of the city.

There were not many soldiers defending the city. Coupled with the constant firing of the musket, people kept falling down. Many soldiers carried down the wounded soldiers, and this counterattack basically exhausted the defensive power. The Yan army's sudden counterattack. Zhao Jun was caught off guard, unable to resist Yan Jun's fierce offensive. Zhao Jun was driven off the head of the city. Without time to retreat from the rope, Zhao Jun, who was retreating from the high ladder, was forced by the Yan Jun to jump off the top of the city.

Li Mu saw Zhao Jun continuously jumping off the top of the city. The anger in my heart can no longer be suppressed.

"Order the archer to move forward and shoot with random arrows." Li Mu frowned and shouted loudly.

"Here." The lieutenant immediately conveyed the order. Zhao Jun, standing on the chariot, waved the battle flag.

The Zhao Jun archer quickly stepped forward. There were only a few Zhao Jun who retreated from the city. The others were killed by the Yan army.

"Let it go." A black mist soared to the sky.

"Swish swish." Arrow rain fell on the city head indiscriminately. The Yan army who had just retaken the city head was shot and killed by the arrow rain falling from the sky before they had time to be happy. Even Yanhan even hit the arrow. Blockbuster Yanjun fell one after another. Most of the Yan Jun was shot and killed before he could defend. lost heavily.

"General, do you want to attack the city again?" A lieutenant stepped forward and asked.

Li Mu looked at Zhao Jun who had retreated. The loss was heavy, and many people suffered from physical insufficiency. Seeing the soldiers panicked.

These are also the elite of Li Mu's frontier army. They have seen what kind of formations, but they have never seen such a scene today. They did not participate in the siege, and did not know what happened in the city. I don't know why I was so embarrassed.

At the same time, 50,000 horses led by Sima Shang attacked the city with all their strength. Because the attack did not attack at the same time. It gave Yan Jun a more adequate preparation. Adding to the fact that Zhao Jun's men and horses are not capable of fighting well, they can't be compared with the elite of the 30,000 frontier army at all. Zhao Jun was very embarrassed to attack the city. He was beaten down by Yan Jun several times. What Sima is still anxious is to go round and round.