Chapter 152 Who will imitate the sea of ​​fire

The waves roared through the sky, but more of it was just a shocking meaning. Under the strong suppression of the prince, the rebels did not have the courage to sprinkle terrifying rain of arrows at the city wall. In this way, the pressure faced by the imperial guards guarding the palace was much smaller. What they had to face was the problem of contact and war. Although the sound of killing under the imperial guards was shocking at this time, it did not cause any losses to the imperial guards. Instead, the imperial guards were stationed in the direction of Taipingfang, facing the greatest danger.

However, at the main entrance of the palace, there were many rebels. At this time, thousands of rebels under the city were divided into three rows and turned into three black lines that followed one after another. It was really heartbreaking.

The muffled sound kept ringing from the corner towers of the imperial city. Every sound would always drive everyone's hearts to move, and the entire imperial city would tremble. The powerful recoil force represents the strength of the city guard crossbow.

The huge crossbow arrows that pierced the air like black light ruthlessly penetrated the formation of the rebels, hitting out countless bursts of blood and covered the ground with mud. However, there were only four crossbows in the city, especially the two on the main square, which could kill how many people could be killed? The three-story waves of the rebels rushed to the bottom of the imperial city without any obstacles.

The main target of the city-defying crossbow is still the weapons used by the rebels to attack the city, especially the sharp heavy vehicles used to attack the heavy palace gate. The above these vehicles are fire-resistant to cowhide, and the front end is a sharp giant wood that is cut into sharp shape, which is very heavy. Once pushed at high speed, the impact force against the palace gate is very strong.

A crossbow arrow hit a car accurately. The sharp tip of the arrow easily tore a very strong hard leather and hit the car hard. Although the car was strong and could not be broken by a giant crossbow, the powerful impact force carried by the city guard crossbow itself still made the car suddenly jump. It was like a beetle on the ground feeling the vibration of the earth, and then it overturned tragically, crushing several rebel soldiers next to the car to death, and could no longer move.

In the three rebels' attack formation, more than a dozen heavy and murderous cars collided. As soon as the siege battle began, two city crossbows were desperately fired and successfully destroyed three of them. However, the city crossbows were too slow to spring, and the rebels' impact came very fast. However, in an instant, most of the collisions had passed the shooting of the city crossbows and approached the three main gates of the palace.

The rebels shouted in unison and rushed over with great courage, pushing the car crash!

Only a few sounds of Titicaca were heard, and the car finally successfully hit the thick palace gate. The main entrance of the Qing Kingdom Palace was extremely thick, but it still vibrated violently under such a terrifying impact. The gate pivot creaked, as if it was about to disintegrate, and the four huge latches arranged from top to bottom were even deformed!

However, the thick door latch finally resisted the powerful impact, and the creaking sound at the door pivot gradually calmed down. Except for a large sinkhole and a dozen copper nails that were knocked out of the main entrance of the palace, everything was fine.

At least in this impact, the gate of the Qing Kingdom Palace still seemed so indestructible.

However, the rebels did not have any strange expressions. With the stern shouts from their superiors, they quickly pulled the first wave of collisions from the palace gate. The second wave of collisions had already passed through the rare bows and arrows of the imperial guards on the city, and escaped the city-guarding crossbows that were powerful but like an old man, they only moved once every half a day. They crashed into the palace gate!

There was another loud noise. This time the palace gate was finally hurt in an unresponsive way. The whole gate began to tremble, giving people a shaky feeling, as if it could collapse at any time.

The elite imperial guards guarding behind the palace gate led the horse and looked at the scene calmly. Although their faces were calm, the anxiety flashed in their eyes revealed their true feelings.

The rebel soldiers who were risking their lives to launch a strong attack through a thick door saw the hope of breaking the imperial city at this moment. Their morale suddenly rose sharply, and they shouted loudly, and rushed up again.

The third wave of siege troops arrived. Under the ruthless attack of the imperial guards on the ground, the rebels threw down hundreds of corpses under the ruthless attack of the imperial guards on the ground, and finally successfully endured the third ground attack on the palace gate.

There was a dull sound, and dust flew up, like a kraft paper bag wrapped in smoke being slapped by the naughty boy's bad palms!

The dust and smoke fell a little, and the vision was quiet. Countless rebels in the square looked at the thick palace gate in the middle of the imperial city, and a huge hole was knocked open, and they couldn't help but cheer in unison!

However, the elite siege who were closest to the imperial city did not have time to cheer, and even the excitement and joy on their faces were immediately replaced by surprise and anger, because they saw clearly that although the palace gate had been knocked open a huge hole, revealing the thick wooden stubble inside, there was no sign of the entire palace gate collapse.

The ground was covered with golden copper nails, and after the hole, there was thick stone and soil, and there was no gap at all!

The people in the palace actually blocked the palace gate. Didn’t they think of leaving a way out for themselves? What is the difference between the palace at this time and a large tomb?

A rebel cadet shouted wildly and crawled into the hole with the siege soldiers beside him. Although there was no space, even if they dig, they would dig open the city gate. The military orders were as high as a mountain. The soldiers of Qing Kingdom had never had cowards on the battlefield.

However, a black spear stabbed out like lightning from the only gap above the stone and soil, and a shot stabbed the school official in the throat, and blood burst out!

Below the imperial city, ten steps behind the rockery gravel piled up in the Changchang Palace Gate Cave, three hundred imperial guards were calm and nervous to watch any movement in the Palace Gate Cave. Their chief officer had already led a team to enter it. At this time, there was no reason for the rebels to attack in so easily.

Above the imperial city, the eldest prince looked at the rebels' attacks that had been stronger than ever before, raised his right arm, and went down fiercely. The personal soldiers beside him took the order, quickly shook the yellow flag in his hand, and followed the line in front of the imperial city, and hundreds of imperial guards at the top of the city were acting at the same time. He raised the sack under his feet, teared it open carefully, and then sprinkled it on the heads of the rebels below who were no longer in the crossbow shooting territory!

The slightly yellow powder fell like a dirty snow, and in an instant, wrapped more than a thousand rebels closest to the palace.

The rebel general was shocked and thought it was the poison of the Supervisory Office, so he ordered his subordinates to pay attention.

It is not poison powder. The three places are not Fan Xian’s tofu shop, and they do not have the ability to produce so many poisons. All of these yellow powders were transported in from the bottom of the Forbidden City before the Imperial Army gathered into the palace in the early morning. Under Fan Xian’s order, they were transported in from the bottom of the Forbidden Building.

The Imperial City has never been prepared to welcome a powerful military siege, so there is no hot oil here, nor too much to burn. If it weren't for the Supervision Bureau's introduction of Fan Xian on their side, today's battle to defend the city would have been extremely bleak.

The eldest prince glanced at Fan Xian who had been calmly looking at the rebel camp in the distance and nodded slightly.

"put!"

The trusted school official who had been following the eldest prince was full of ruthlessness and whispered orders to all the imperial guards above the imperial city.

The rain of arrows had been sparsely seen on the Imperial City. Suddenly, the most intense arrow rain since the siege broke out. Moreover, the arrow rains were covered with red light, just like the inauspicious color that the first fierce general under Qin Heng saw before his death at Zhengyang Sect.

The rocket shot to the city in an instant. There was no need to pay attention to any accuracy, just shot into the powder.

The sky is beautiful, autumn has risen, the weather is getting warmer, and the morning breeze has passed. The powder that has been poured down has not been blown away by the wind, nor has it made Fan Xian be blown up to the city with concern. Instead, it has formed a large fog, covering more than a thousand rebels under the city. It looks like the beautiful morning scene on the river bank, and you can only see the shadows inside and start to panic.

The rocket entered the fog and burned at an extremely terrifying speed in an instant. Countless fire heads burned vigorously, quickly forming a large sea of ​​fire. They were like a fire dragon lying under the imperial city. They were also like a calm lake water shining under the golden sun, gradually rising. They gradually tumbling, extremely bright and extremely hot, and even obscured the sunshine in the sky.

And what about these people in the fog? They screamed and burned, turning into countless poor fire people, trying desperately to run out of the fog. However, how could such an ordinary creature bear the burning on such a large scale?

Countless firemen were running wildly in the square, and their howlings rushed to the sky, and the scene looked extremely terrifying!

No burning rebel soldier could run back to his camp, most of which turned into charred corpses under the palace city, and some burning firemen had no time to run to the square, and fell to the ground with the remaining flames and the rising blue smoke on their bodies, constantly twitching.

This situation is so miserable.

The rebel camp in front of the Yuanfangjie Tower was in panic. Even the Qingguo army, which was famous for its strict military discipline, was still scared at this moment. No one expected that the imperial guards in the city would have such terrifying means.

The prince's face was ashen, while the old man Qin looked at the imperial city with a cold face and said slowly: "Only Fan Xian can do such a vicious method."

The burnt smell in the square stimulated everyone's mind. Even the imperial guards in the imperial city felt a little panic and helpless. Looking at the terrible scenes downstairs, some people even had their lips turned white, thinking that those charred corpses were killed by themselves?

After this devastating attack, the first wave of rebels entering the imperial city returned to the camp in dismay, but there were not many people returning to the camp. The imperial city finally defended it dangerously, but the rebels did not launch a second round of attacks again.

It is obvious that whether they are defending the city or siege, they were shocked by this extremely bloody and terrifying fire fog, and it took a certain amount of time to digest it to stabilize their morale. However, Fan Xian, the initiator of this terrifying fire attack, had an extremely calm expression. He looked at the camp of the rebels in the distance, pursed his lips and said nothing.

The eldest prince saw Fan Xian's right hand hanging from his sleeve trembling slightly, and the blood in his eyes became denser and denser.

The eldest prince did not expect that the gunpowder powder from the Supervision Bureau would have such a terrifying effect. Looking at the scene now, he had been in the bloody battlefields of the Western Regions for a long time, but he did not feel any undesirable emotions, but was still shocked. If these powders could be used like this, what changes would happen in the future wars of the world?

"Today is luck." Fan Xian did not look back at him and said softly: "Today there is no wind or rain, so that there can be such a good effect."

Then he slowly lowered his head. Since taking control of the Inner Trust, he has always been very attentive to the joint development of Bingfang and the Three Departments, but he also understood in his heart why his mother Ye Qingmei worked hard on other military ordinances and people's livelihood back then. However, he strictly prohibited the use of gunpowder in this world.

Even when I was saving Sean in the capital, the Supervision Office only provided a truck of gunpowder. The world is still so clumsy about gunpowder land, even worse than the workshops that made homemade firecrackers in their previous lives.

Only Fan Xian in this world knows that the flying wood chips will cause a big explosion, let alone the powder of gunpowder. Fan Xian couldn't help but worry about whether this scene today would open Pandora's box for this continent. But in a flash, he immediately felt relieved that the steel craftsmanship of the inner warehouse was not up to standard, and there was no need to worry about the arrival of the age of hot weapons. And as he said to the eldest prince, guarding the city today would have such a great effect. The main reason was that the heavens were beautiful, and his luck was as strong as ever.

As for the tragic scene in front of him, Fan Xian actually felt palpitations. He had seen countless corpses since he was a child. He had also killed countless people with his own hands, but when he saw so many charred corpses appearing in front of him, he still felt a wave of desire to vomit.

This is the battlefield, the real battlefield.

It is precisely because of this that Fan Xian has a stronger determination to win. If a person has some kind of mission to come to a world, he believes that his mission is the agreement between him and Haitang. If he wants to reach that agreement, he must survive today.

Killing people with a knife is killing, killing people with a gun is killing, burning people with gunpowder... it is also killing. Apart from being more terrifying and ugly, there is no big difference.

After all, this rebellion was a civil war, and both sides of the battle were elite troops of Qing Kingdom. The scene just now made too many people feel heartbroken. The rebels returned to the camp to lick their wounds, preparing to start a stronger attack with the resentment of revenge again. The expressions on the faces of the imperial guards on the top of the city were also a little complicated, and many people no longer dared to see the little man wearing black clothes and standing coldly on the top of the city.

The burnt smell, the remaining fire, and the burning in front of the palace, the vermilion palace walls and the green bricks on the walls were burned out in color. It looked like this beautiful and solemn palace was cut out with a knife.

The eldest prince looked at the scene in front of him, slowly glanced at the imperial guards on the city wall, and said to the four sides in a calm and firm voice: "This is war! Remember, the land under the city is rebellion! If they are allowed to attack the palace, my Daqing Dynasty will fall into darkness from now on, and the people will never stand out, and you will be crushed to pieces!"

"What is under the city? It is the enemy." The eldest prince shouted sternly: "You are all soldiers who follow me and come back from the west. What are we working hard to fight against the Hu people on the grassland? Everything is for the Qing Kingdom, and the enemy wants to destroy the Qing Kingdom's roots, they are no different from those barbaric Hu people! They are just beasts!"

"I order you to start from this moment, these rebels must be treated as Hu people!"

"Everything is for the sake of celebrating the country! Your Majesty is watching you in the sky!"

It was not a passionate word, but these words were unexpectedly soothing when spoken by the commander. The eyes of the imperial guards on the city gradually became brighter, no longer the dullness and confusion they had before.

"To celebrate the country!"

Everyone in the imperial city shouted loudly, even the third prince standing beside Fan Xian was no exception. Only the empress dowager who was suppressed by Fan Xian had a slight ridicule and despair flashed in the eyes of the empress dowager who was tightly controlled by Fan Xian.

At this moment, a heavy footsteps came to the top of the city. A group of eunuchs, under the watchful eyes of officials of the Supervision Bureau, carried three black coffins and walked away from the city with difficulty. The coffins were placed heavily on the city wall, making a few muffled sounds.

Everyone looked at the three coffins in surprise.

Fan Xian gently held the third prince's hand, stood behind the eldest prince, and whispered to the surrounding soldiers, ministers, and subordinates of the Supervision Bureau: "We are your majesty's ministers, and we are in the will of Your Majesty to stop those rebellious plots. No matter whether they succeed or fail, we will not take a step back."

The eldest prince looked serious, and then Fan Xian said, "There are three coffins here, Chengping and An Yiren. If the palace is broken, the three of us will die here, which can be regarded as filial to the father and loyal to the Qing Kingdom."

He glanced at everyone, then slowly said, "Defend the palace city to the death, do you have confidence?"

Even Fan Xian moved out the bloody trick of carrying coffins. The soldiers guarding the city were not excited and shouted in unison: "Yes!"

Fan Xian held Li Chengping's hand and said in a harmonious voice: "Are you afraid?"

The third prince thought about it and shook his head vigorously: "Not afraid! The father's son, I won't be afraid!"

"Okay." Fan Xian smiled and looked at him. He didn't say anything else, but thought that if the variable did not happen, the palace would be really broken, so he had to take the third brother to escape from the world, hoping that this kid would not scold him then.

The rebels in the distance began to gather again. The morale that was suppressed by Fan Xian's vicious trick seemed to have successfully transformed into resentment towards the palace. Most of the troops in Qingguo have been through the battlefield for a long time. No one is worse than anyone else's ability to mobilize soldiers. The rebel soldiers' eyes when they looked at the palace began to be filled with naked murderous aura.

A sea of ​​fire looked terrifying, but in fact it did not cause much damage to the rebels. Fan Xian looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little trembling, thinking that if he had calculated the wrong thing, the next steps would be to kill many people on his side.

He knew that he was completely out of military affairs, so he did not make any suggestions for the eldest prince's deployment of troops from beginning to end, but was calmly a bystander and sponsor.

However, at this moment, he was going to make an extremely bold proposal.

"How many imperial guards do we have?"

"Two thousand seven hundred, basically no loss."

Fan Xian listened to the sound of fighting in Taipingfang, and frowned slightly, saying, "Do you think we can defend it?"

The eldest prince's sword eyebrows were already covered with a layer of evil intention, and he said directly: "Even if the father and emperor personally lead the troops, they can't defend them."

A hint of self-deprecating scent suddenly flashed from the corner of his lips: "There is too great a gap between the enemy and us. If the Western Army was not disbanded by his father, if I were asked to lead... no, even if I only led one-third of the Western Army's troops, I would dare to fight the rebels under the city."

The eldest prince took a deep breath: "But don't worry, you won't be defeated so miserable... These generals and soldiers under me have eaten the meat of the Hu people on the grassland and drank the blood of the Hu people... Qin family, hum, the old man has not personally led his troops for twenty years, and the soldiers of the Kyoto Garrison Division are extremely lazy, the only one is the Dingzhou Army..."

Fan Xianjie said: "I noticed a problem in that round of offense and defense just now."

“What’s the problem?”

Fan Xian leaned into the eldest prince's ear and said softly.

"What are you thinking?" A cold light shot out from the eldest prince's pupils.

"I'm thinking about gambling..." Fan Xian lowered his head and said Youyou: "We have no trump cards in our hands. If we keep going like this, we will be dead."

The eldest prince frowned and said, "War is not a joke, what you said is ridiculous."

Fan Xian smiled bitterly, "It's really ridiculous, but I really couldn't imagine any chance of floping cards."

He looked back at the three coffins with black light and his eyes gradually became firmer. Yes, he still retained his trump card, but he did not see everyone's trump card clearly. No matter what, he would not use it.

After the eldest prince was silent for a moment, he suddenly said, "How do you want to bet?"

"Dig the rocks at the palace gate." Fan Xian raised his face, looking at the Dingzhou Army commander Ye Chong, who was whispering something with the second prince on the side, with his eyes slightly condensed, "We are ready to rush out at any time and give ourselves a chance..."

Then he smiled gently and said, "Give the world a surprise."
Chapter completed!