As Amu Muzaffar walked towards the city, he asked, "Mudar, why did these people without faith suddenly come to our Fulousha City? What exactly do they want to do?"

Mudal said, "My respected Governor, these people look different from us, but they look very much like the silk and ceramic merchants in the East. They are just a group of savages who have not been protected by God. Seeing that we are rich in the sand and rich in our fulos, if we want to take it for ourselves, we are like those despicable robbers."

"Oriental?" Amu Muzaffar was a little surprised. "Orientals are far away from us. These damn Orientals actually have such childish dreams. Today they regret it!"

As he said that, a group of people were already surrounded by guards and climbed to the top of the city.

Amu Muzaffar looked at him, but was so dazzled by the light reflected by the armor, swords and spears that he dared not look directly at him.

The first time I saw such well-equipped army.

Almost everyone was wearing armor, which was impossible, but now it happened.

There is no such thing in the Qihe area, the river center area, the Mesopotamia, and the extreme west, including Rome, which is known for its wealth.

The poor Europa could not even imagine it.

Iron ore resources themselves are scarce strategic resources, and wrought iron technology is immature and cannot be scaled.

No country wants to use iron in large quantities on the army.

After all, if you don’t criticize armor, you can kill people as much as holding an axe.

In the Western Regions, only officers have chain mail to wear.

But Amu Muzaffar clearly saw the army in front of him, even an ordinary soldier in the army was wearing armor made of countless pieces of armor.

Not only that, he even wrapped his head in luxury.

The whole person was wrapped in steel.

If you understand it correctly, this kind of armor composed of countless pieces of armor has much better defense than chain mail.

This army, the equipment of an ordinary soldier, is better than the equipment of his own officer?

How could they be so rich!

They really came to attack because Fulou Shacheng is rich?

The swords and guns are like forests, and the armor is endless. Under the sunlight, it is like a torrent of steel, giving people a shocking sense of oppression.

The sound of war drums full of attack power and the trumpet of majesty resounded across the city, making ordinary people in the city feel anxious and even breathing seemed to be about to stop.

Amu Muzaffar glanced at Mudal, as if he was blaming him for not reporting the truth.

Mudal said: "Your Excellency, the Governor, don't worry. The Fulousha City is strong and we can't stand it. We can consume their combat power. When their logistics are not supported, we can go out of the city to counterattack at any time."

Amu Muzaffar nodded and said barely: "The enemy is large, we cannot hold on for the time being."

Immediately, he called another officer out of the city to negotiate.

The officer left the city and rode forward on his horse.

Stop within the safety of the archer on the city.

Seeing this, Wu Lin sent Gao Changlin to negotiate with the translator.

"Who are you? Where dare you offend the glory of God, you can withdraw your troops now!"

Gao Changlin heard the translation of the translator and said, "Just say that to him, Yelu Dashi is the rebellion of our Celestial Dynasty. Garceni colluded with the Khitan to fight against the Song Dynasty. We are under the order of the Emperor Shengwu of the Great Song Dynasty, and we are rebels in the Khitans in the west. You help the evildoer. The emperor is furious. Our army is ordered to attack. The Emperor Shengwu is kind and kind. If you open the city and surrender, you will not kill him."

After the translator truthfully translated Gao Changlin's words, officer Nagaseni said furiously: "Don't surrender!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

The translator looked at Gao Changlin with an awkward look on his face.

Gao Changlin said: "Since the war is about to start, I still want to go back? How can there be such a cheap thing!"

Gao Changlin raised a crossbow with his left hand, and practice made an arrow a coincidence.

The translator said in surprise: "Shangguan, the two armies will not be killed when they fight."

"All the war has started. If one more enemy is killed, one less brother may die!"

Gao Changlin's movements were coherent, pulling the trigger, and the arrow flew out.

An arrow shot into the back of the officer Gassini. The other party screamed, but he didn't expect Gao Changlin to take action and fell off the horse.

The arrow was very sharp and shot through his internal organs directly, twitching on the ground a few times before killing him.

Amu Muzaffar on the top of the city was stunned at first when he saw this, and then furious: "This group of savages dared to do this!"

Gao Changlin returned and said, "Ship Wu, as you expected, the thief chief is unwilling to open the city to surrender!"

Wu Lin drew out the knife, with a firm expression on his face and a calm voice: "Before darkness, take this city!"

Amu Muzaffar was angry: "They dared to do this! Go to the royal city quickly to ask for reinforcements. I want them all to pay the price of bleeding!"

"yes!"

Mudal seemed to have forgotten the shame of his defeat and became very active.

The front stairs and man armor split neatly to both sides, and twenty artillery guns in the back were pushed to the front.

The artillery began to fill shells and began to adjust its accuracy.

The Gassini soldiers on the top of the city saw the Song army fiddling with artillery, and didn't know what they were doing.

They had never seen artillery.

Wu Lin waved his sword and said, "Fire the cannon!"

Twenty sixth-generation artillery artillery of the Song Dynasty sprayed out shells, making a sound that shook the sky and the earth.

"Let them know how powerful we are!" Amu Muzaffar had already come down from the city. He was extremely angry. Faith is invincible, "God's army is invincible."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a deafening sound coming from his ears, as if thunder exploded.

Boom boom boom boom...

The shells bombarded the city.

Some soldiers were directly concentrated on the front before they could react, and were immediately hit to the point of being bloody.

The Fulousha City Tower is only six meters high, and the cannons rushed up easily.

Some soldiers were lucky and were not shot, but the shells rushed past them, and the heat waves were rolled up to tear open the skin on their faces and blood splashed.

Boom boom boom boom...

Some of the shells hit the building on the city wall, knocking the building out of nowhere.

Some fell directly into the city, hitting the roof and bursting, scaring people in the city to squat on the ground with their heads in their arms.

Only then did the Galene soldiers realize that the artillery was so terrifying.

Amu Muzaffar was even more frightened by the sudden movement and almost collapsed on the ground.

"Is it the god who got angry?"

"No! Your Excellency the Governor is the enemy's weapon!"

Amu Muzaffar stared wide and looked shocked: "This is impossible! How could there be such a weapon in the world! This is obviously a power that can only be controlled by God!"

Amu Muzaffar's heart tightened and wanted to rush up to the city to see what was going on.

When he had just climbed to the top of the city, he saw that the Song army's artillery had launched a second wave of attacks.

Bang bang bang bang...

This time, all twenty artillery pieces were gathered at the city gate and directly blasted the city gate.

Some of the Gasene soldiers behind the city gate were blown up by shock waves, while others were directly hit by shells, flying a few meters away, becoming bloody and fuzzy.
Chapter completed!