Chen Zhaojun yelled: "Prepare!"

Fifty musketeers in the front row aimed at the same time.

"shooting!"

With the order of Chen Zhaojun, fifty musketeers pulled the trigger at the same time and shot at the Xia army that was supplementing.

In an instant, ten Xia soldiers were killed on the spot, twenty were injured, and the defense line immediately loosened again.

This distance has exceeded the range of the archers. The Xia army's archers cannot shoot at the top of the city, and the Song army's archers cannot shoot at the top of the city.

Only the divine arm crossbow and musket can cover such a range, and the divine arm crossbow is now focusing on shooting the remnants of the Xia army who are trying to climb the city tower.

Several Xia soldiers couldn't help but retreat, and were obviously intimidated by the muskets of Song soldiers on the top of the city.

Chen Zhaojun's shooting is divided into two groups. When the front group is shooting, the latter group is installing bullets, and there will be a vacancy in the middle for nearly a minute. This is the greatest extent to which the Musket Team has helped the Shenwu Army charge.

After all, the Musketeers of the Song Dynasty have just been established and have been engaged in combat for the first time. It is already qualified to do this.

The infantry armor of the Shenwu Army in the front row began to charge with all its might. The huge shield rushed in and collided with Dangxiang Bubazi, who was covered in armor. The spear stabbed the hard armor and made a sonorous sound.

He hit the enemy in front and retreated. The comrade next to him immediately stabbed the opponent's neck with a spear. The sharp spear head rubbed against the armor around his neck, making a sharp sound. The spear head pierced into the neck, stabbing halfway in, and then twisted it hard, and the flesh and blood were stirred like mud.

The Xia army soldier kept vomiting blood, his expression was painful and ferocious, trying to cover his neck with his hands, but the breath of life immediately disappeared and he fell to the ground and twitched to death.

As soon as the Song army killed a Xia army and took back their spear, they were hit on the helmet by an axe that was chopped towards them.

With a clang, the helmet was sunk by this terrifying axe, accompanied by the sound of the helmet whose skull was sunk.

A large piece of blood rolled down from the forehead of the Song army. He made a tragic cry, and was supported by the comrades behind him. The people behind him instantly turned red and he shouted his name with great force.

But the Song army was killed immediately.

The people behind him were hit and became crazy when they saw the comrade who had once drunk and bragged together died in front of him.

The same is true for Xia Jun. The soldiers' private communication is simple, drinking, bragging, talking about women, and occasionally talking about their own family.

Xia Jun saw so many comrades being killed, and even his brother saw his younger brother being cut off his head, his anger was burning in his heart.

There is nothing in their minds, only killing, killing the enemy in front of them. As for whether they can survive, it doesn’t matter. Kill first!

This is war. Once a head-on battle occurs, no tactics or martial arts will be useful, and only the brave can win.

In this environment, people don’t have any time to think.

So, what is a strong army?

An army that is absolutely obedient and an army with iron laws is a strong army!

Even in such extreme environments, there is always a seal of thought in the minds of soldiers: if they have not received orders from superiors, they will not retreat, everything will be as usual, even if there are mountain torrents and tsunamis ahead!

Therefore, after this battle, a saying has been circulating in the northwest: It is easy to shake the mountain, but it is difficult to shake the Shenwu Army!

Both sides had their eyes red, and Luo Xicheng began to roar loudly: "Long live my emperor! Long live the Song Dynasty!"

All the soldiers of the First Capital Army of the Third Command Battalion of the Shenwu Army shouted, and behind them was the Second Capital Army of the Third Command Battalion of the First Command Battalion of the Shenwu Army, and they also shouted, with the sound shook the earth.

The Shenwu Army that attacked behind him was infected and all began to shout.

Even the drummers outside the city seemed to be infected by the fighting spirit that soared into the sky in the city, and the sound of the drums became even more deafening.

The air seemed to be burning with the fighting spirit burning from the blood of the two armies.

When Zhao Huan heard the sound in the city, his blood was immediately boiling. He rode his horse to the front army, and the generals followed the emperor.

The highest command platform of the front army was where Yue Fei personally suppressed the formation. This siege was deployed and commanded by Yue Fei, and was also completed by the elites of the Shenwu Army.

When Yue Fei saw the emperor coming, he hurriedly got off the podium.

"I will pay homage to the Emperor!"

"Yue Fei, when will all the First Army enter the city?"

Yue Fei said: "At this moment, the Forward Camp is fighting with the Xia army a hundred meters inside the city gate. When the men and the others split a path, the first army should enter the city and kill the enemy!"

Zhao Huan's tone was strong and powerful: "Yue Fei, my sword still can't be suppressed, and my men and women are already full of passion!"

"Your Majesty, the time has not come, please wait a moment!"

Zhao Huan took a deep breath and said, "Okay, okay! Yue Fei, you are the former military commander, I will not interfere!"

Zhao Huan said again: "But I want to go and beat the drums myself to cheer for my children!"

After saying that, without waiting for Yue Fei to say anything, the emperor rode his horse towards the drum platform.

When he arrived at the war drum platform, the emperor turned over and got off the horse, climbed up, took the drumstick from a drummer, and began to beat the drum himself.

The emperor's drumming was immediately spread by the people of the Political and Propaganda Department and spread to various armies.

The emperor personally beat the drums for the vanguard camp, and all the soldiers of the First Army began to shout: "Long live my emperor! Long live the Song Dynasty!"

The sound came to the back, and the army behind also began to shout. The sound came to the Song army camp at the East City Gate and to the Song army camp at the West City Gate.

The sound was like a rush of mountains and rivers, as if it was about to drown the whole world.

When the soldiers of the Third Command Battalion of the First Army, who were vowing to attack to the death at the southern gate, heard it, they felt that the blood in their bodies was like burning hot magma.

Everyone used all their strength and began to rush forward wildly.

Their attacks were very savage, as if they had turned into a torrent of steel. The spear could not penetrate the other party, and pushed the other party backwards.

The axe and hammer kept pounding on each other's armor.

The streets are not narrow, but they have been filled with people from both sides.

Screams, killing sounds, violent shouts...

It seems to have flooded the whole world.

All the soldiers in front had died in battle. Luo Xicheng's eyes were red. He held a shield in his left hand, a thick axe in his right hand, and a straight pencil sharpener around his waist, wearing a tiger helmet, and his face was protected by an iron mask.

Now, he doesn't have many people to command.

He rushed forward, raised the shield in his left hand, blocked the hammer that Xia Jun hit, and swung the axe horizontally.

With a clang, the armor on Xia Jun's waist was deformed, and the opponent's body was shaken. The vertebrae on his waist was broken, and he immediately fell to the ground and shouted out in pain and despair.

The soldiers behind immediately rushed over and protected their bosses.

Chen Zhaojun stared at the battlefield below at the top of the city. The Shenwu Army had advanced more than 100 meters. This distance had exceeded the effective range of the musket, which means that he could no longer help.

This was the first time he had seen a real fierce battle on the battlefield.

This first time scene deeply shocked him, and his life afterwards was engraved in his mind and could not be erased.
Chapter completed!