The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

Jin Teng had to consider retreating.

After all, in the current battle situation, the enemy troops are pouring in from the city gate like a beehive, and there are even more enemy soldiers on the sheep and horse wall. Now they are using the wooden curtains as support and shooting with their muskets. Although they are fighting back hard, in just half an hour, the outer city tower has begun to lose soldiers.

Not to mention the more worrying situation under the city. As the carts entered, the enemy had already brought in the artillery loaded on the carts. Although orders had been given to more than half of the troops to attack the enemy in the city with all their strength to stop them from setting up artillery positions, it was obvious that the effect was not very great.

If we take another step back, we will give up the Waiweng Tower in front, and the enemy will definitely choose to break open the Waiweng gate and then kill people in Waiweng City. By that time, the enemy troops in Waiweng City will not be attacked from one side.

But this is also a risky move. After all, in the entire enemy defense plan, every line of defense surrounding Nan Ze City can only be implemented after killing a large number of enemy soldiers.

The Sheep and Horse Wall had already been lost in advance due to the enemy's fierce artillery attack. If we allowed the enemy to easily break into the city, it would completely deviate from the plan.

After a little thought, Jin Teng still felt that it was too risky. At this moment, the deputy general who came from behind brought good news.

"General! I have brought fifteen cannons!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Teng's gloomy expression eased a little. When he turned his head, he saw a group of soldiers carrying cannons with sweat all over their foreheads and setting them up on the gun platform.

But this did not make Jin Teng feel "spirited". After all, compared with the enemy troops that kept rushing into Yangma City, the fifteen more cannons on the city wall could not achieve the effect of providing timely assistance. To be honest, it was just a drop in the bucket.

"Fifteen? Why are there only fifteen cannons in the rear?!" Jin Teng asked in a deep voice.

"These are artillery pieces borrowed from the main city tower. The inner city wall is already inside the city. They are unwilling to transfer the prepared artillery pieces. After all... that is the last line of defense..." The deputy general said with his head down, not even bothering to wipe the sweat off his face.

Jin Teng pinched his eyebrows, waved his hand and said nothing more.

Each line of defense has corresponding fortifications to defend against the enemy. If the front line is defeated and all the arrangements behind it are disrupted, it is actually not a good thing.

The deputy general spoke again at this time. He looked at Jin Teng's solemn expression and said in a deep voice:

"General, our superiors told us to kill as many enemy soldiers as possible here to make up for the loss of the Sheep and Horse Wall."

As soon as these words came out, Jin Teng raised his eyebrows, and then his face turned red. He shouted:

"What? Say it again, louder!"

The deputy general's face tightened, but then he repeated it loudly.

Jin Teng nodded, turned around and shouted to a general not far away:

“Wang Chong, I heard it!”

"You were the one who ordered us to abandon the Yangma Wall and retreat. Now our superiors want us to kill as many enemy troops as possible!"

Wang Chong, who was being called out, had an unpleasant expression on his face. He was directing the soldiers to shoot at the moment. Upon hearing this, he said sullenly, "Got it, General Jin!"

"Let's focus on the present first!"

Jin Teng snorted coldly and said to the deputy general: "Got it! Keep fighting, damn it!"

At this time.

A loud "bang" sound came from above my head.

Before Jin Teng could even look up, he quickly leaped to the left, even knocking the deputy general to the ground.

With a few "clangs", several broken tiles fell from under the eaves.

Looking at the eaves that were hit by the shells, Jin Teng's face changed drastically, and he quickly stepped back several steps, until he leaned against the wall and slowly stood up.

Anger gradually grew, Jin Teng pointed his finger forward and roared:

"Kill! Kill him hard!"

"Blast those turtle shells into pieces!"

Under the city, dozens of chariots have entered, and the Yan soldiers have been able to stop the counterattack against the city wall, but it must be said that the enemy has the advantage of terrain, and their attack from a high position still makes the Yan soldiers somewhat restrained.

Only a larger area would allow the Yanbing to deploy more troops, but the Yangma City where they were now was too small, so at this moment, the Yanbing made the next move.

Amidst the battlefield where artillery shells and arrows were flying, a dozen carts withstood the attacks from above and advanced towards the gate of the outer city with difficulty but with great determination.

After breaking through the door, they could enter the outer city. Although they knew they would face a fiercer attack after entering, they had to do it! In order to allow more soldiers to participate in the battle, they had to create more space for them.

At this moment, these chariots were divided into several queues and moved towards the outer city gate in a triangular direction. The soldiers on the city wall naturally noticed their movements, so they began to launch a more intensive attack.

"Boom boom boom!"

Artillery shells kept falling along the road, and the huge crossbow arrows shot from the crossbows were as dense as a rainstorm, and the iron sheet outside the cart was bombarded with bangs!

Several carts had their wheels hit by multiple shells and were no longer able to move forward. They could only become lambs to be slaughtered, waiting to be harvested by sharp weapons.

But the rear was also trying their best to provide assistance at this time. In front of the Yan army's artillery position, the gunners had ferocious looks on their faces and shouted angrily as they fired shells at the Qian army's artillery position on the city wall!

Since you want to stop us from attacking the city, then just destroy your weapons. You are on top and we are on the bottom. You have the upper hand? Then we will exchange more artillery with you!

The Yan Army never lacks troops and war equipment! Because the rear is constantly transporting them in!

With a "boom", a Yan army artillery was hit.

Amidst the deafening roar, the Tiger Crouching Cannon fell to the ground with a clang, but immediately afterwards, another cannon was taken out from the cart that had arrived, and the new soldiers who had joined the battle immediately set up wooden curtains to try to get the cannons and gunners into position.

On the outer city tower, although their artillery was placed behind a solid city wall, which was certainly much stronger than a wooden curtain, some stray bullets still shot in through the windows.

The same explosion sounded on the tower, "Boom!" With a loud bang, the artillery of the Shenji Camp fell to the ground, and the artillerymen in front of the artillery were also affected.

The heavy artillery pressed down on his body, and the bore that had been heated by firing was sticking to his body. The gunner let out a heart-wrenching howl.

"Ahhh!"

Even though he was wearing armor, the scorching heat still burned his skin to pieces. Amidst the sizzling sound, a burnt smell wafted out. His broken leg was stuck to the ground in a horrible posture, and the surrounding soldiers were unable to even step forward to rescue him.

After all, everyone is busy fighting at this time. In this battle, the wounded will be the dead, there is no doubt about it.

Suddenly, "BOOM!"

Xiao Hu, who was still leaning against the arrow window to shoot, was shocked. At this moment, he felt the city wall shaking.