The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 953: Respect youth
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The first day of April in the third year of Tiande.
The 50,000-strong navy led by Shitou marched straight into Fan State, and with their sophisticated weapons and equipment, they crushed it like a bamboo.
He no longer knows how many enemies he has destroyed. He only knows that in the eight days since landing, the army has attacked Buyang City - this is Fan Guo Chaoge's last acropolis!
Taking Buyang City, the army will face the last and most difficult battle!
The walls of Changjin City were strong, and Emperor Fan Fan Zigui reduced his army. Today, Changjin City is defended by a full 800,000 troops.
This battle is not easy to handle.
Because the Wu Dynasty sold a thousand cannons to Fan State, all of these one thousand cannons were placed on the walls of Changjin City.
In this expedition, the 50,000 cannons carried by the navy were not shipped with the ship, because Fu Xiaoguan's order to him was on the third day of April, and the army must arrive at Janggeum City.
It was obviously too late to bring the cannon.
There are still two days until the third day of April.
Buyang City must be captured now!
"Pass this general's order! Remain in place for half an hour and launch an attack on Buyang City!"
As Shitou's order was issued, the remaining 46,000 soldiers of the entire army sat down outside Buyang City. They began to eat and drink, as silent as densely packed statues.
The city guard standing at the top of Buyang City was Wei Qifu, a veteran of the Fan Kingdom. He carefully looked at the expeditionary troops through the telescope, and his heart felt cold.
This is a very combat-ready unit. They obviously marched all night last night, but there doesn't seem to be much fatigue on their faces.
Battle reports have already been sent from the cities they destroyed. Wei Qifu knew that the silver armor of this army was almost invulnerable.
Arrow is like scratching an itch for them. Even a flintlock gun will leave a bullet mark on their armor at most.
There are only two ways to deal with such an army, either shelling or... close combat, using a knife to cut through the weakest part of their necks.
Or the city wall may be filled with kerosene, making it impossible for them to climb.
But these methods are useless against this army - because they know martial arts!
They can fly!
With those turtle shells on their backs, they could fly straight to the city wall against the hail of bullets!
They follow orders and prohibitions, and cooperate seamlessly. Coupled with this defense and more powerful flintlock guns, who else in the world can defeat them?
Wei Qifu had one hundred thousand soldiers defending the city, but he knew that once the enemy climbed onto the city wall, these one hundred thousand soldiers would be nothing in the eyes of the enemy.
How to fight this battle?
Wei Qifu couldn’t figure it out.
There is no doubt that Buyang City will be destroyed. It just depends on how long it can hold on.
I hope Janggeum City can stop them and eliminate them. In this way, I will die without regrets!
Thinking like this, time passed, and soon, Wei Qifu heard the loud horn blowing by the army under the city tower - he was suddenly shocked, was the opponent going to attack the city so soon?
"This general orders everyone to go up to the city wall, prepare kerosene, prepare rolling logs...!"
As the horn sounded, more than 40,000 sailors stepped forward, their silver armor exuding bright light in the sunset.
The long sword and eagle flag in the middle are fluttering in the evening wind.
"Come on...!"
A thundering roar came from the army. At this moment, dust was flying, and Buyang City seemed to be trembling, shaking, and shivering!
"Throw fire oil...shoot, shoot them to death for me...!"
At this moment, the soldiers on the city wall also entered the selfless stage of life and death. The fire oil was poured down and ignited, and the entire city wall burned.
Arrows poured down like raindrops. Those arrows hit the enemy, but none of them could penetrate the enemy's armor - that is, they did not stop the enemy's charge at all!
"The first division moves up, the second division covers, the third division prepares..."
Shitou's order was carried out accurately, and the 10,000 soldiers of the First Division rose into the sky. They flew into the sky, holding guns in their hands.
"Bang bang bang..."
Intense gunshots rang out, and Wei Qifu watched helplessly as his soldiers fell to the ground.
"Make up, don't leave any gaps...!"
The first division rushed up to the city wall facing the enemy's swords, guns, swords and halberds. There was a clanging sound, and the swords, guns, swords and halberds pierced the armor, sparks blooming, but it was meaningless.
"Bang bang bang..."
In the sound of gunfire, a huge gap was formed. The First Division divided into two groups and occupied this section of the city wall.
Then the third division flew up, the fourth division, the fifth division...
Wei Qifu’s hands and feet were cold.
Just tea time, just tea time!
What he didn't know was that every commander in every city that the enemy army swept through felt exactly the same as he felt now.
They have never seen such strong armor, let alone such fierce fighting power.
In front of this army, they seemed like toddlers.
The battle ended within an hour, Wei Qifu committed suicide, and Buyang City fell.
However, this army did not stop. They set off again, walking from dusk into night, like a tireless machine, rolling towards Janggeum City.
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The fat man walked out of the manor when night fell.
His face was as cold as ice.
My younger brother Wu Changfeng died, Xu Yunqing died, and even Shang Ruoshui hanged himself.
Damn Fan Guo, **** Fan Zigui, and those **** monks!
You...all have to be buried with them!
"Gao Xian, gather the embroidered guards to attack the south gate, You Beidou and Ning Fatian, you two follow me into the palace and capture this kid Fan Zigui alive!"
You Beidou pondered for a moment, "Your Majesty's order is to wait for the Second Army of the Army to arrive."
The fat man looked up at You Beidou, "I am his father!"
"But you are not the emperor!",
"I don't care, do you want to go or not? Ning Fatian, will you go with me?"
Ning Fatian was very confused. There were two holy men in the palace, as well as tens of thousands of guards. If he ran in, wouldn't he be throwing himself into a trap?
It will be safe to wait until He Sandao and Shitou's troops arrive. Why are you anxious?
"Okay, none of you are going, I'm going alone!"
Before the fat man finished speaking, he stretched out his body and flew out.
Ning Fatian and You Beidou looked at each other, what's going on?
No matter what, this guy is also the Supreme Emperor, so we can’t let him die in there.
The two had no choice but to fly out.
The fat man smiled sadly, I thought I couldn't control you.
The fat man's route was a bit strange. During the ups and downs, he actually came to a pool outside the palace.
Many lanterns were lit on the palace walls, and many guards were constantly patrolling. There was no way to jump in without alerting the guards.
Just when You Beidou and Ning Fatian were helpless, they saw Fatty pry open a lid by the pool.
This is a sewer in Janggeum City!
"How did you know?" You Beidou asked in surprise.
"Hey, this is my specialty, this opening leads to Queen Hui's Qifeng Palace!"