The First Tyrant of Daxia

Ashina Yuangu's face looked ugly, and his five fingers were clenched until they turned white. If the Xia army did not attack the city, they would not be able to engage in close combat, and they would have to be bombarded all the time.

Only if the Xia army charged and fought their way out, creating a chaotic battle, could they make Qin Yun and the red cannon afraid.

But Qin Yun was not fooled and exposed large sections of the city wall without charging.

Outside the city, Qin Yun sat on the chariot, looking at the Turkic capital engulfed by flames, arrows, and stones. He felt very happy, and listening to the screams was like listening to a song.

Even Old Feng made him a pot of tea, and all he needed was the Turkic queen to come and massage his legs.

"Your Majesty, aren't you going to attack the city?" Mu Le shouted with his eyes wide open and blood boiling. He had been here before, and this was his place of shame. He wished he could rush in immediately.

Qin Yun glared at him and said, "Attack your ass!"

"Don't you understand the situation? Use your own weaknesses to attack the enemy's strengths. Is this what I taught you?"

Mu Le was embarrassed and said, "But this is a good opportunity to occupy the top of the city."

Qin Yun was speechless. This kid was really too competitive. "Then go ahead. I estimate that behind the city gate, Yuan Gu's hundreds of thousands of steel knives are sharpening their knives."

Mu Le was like an eggplant hit by frost and said no more.

Qin Yun glanced at all the belligerent generals and said loudly: "I want to destroy the Turkic people's psychology and erode their vitality bit by bit!"

"In the end, there was no bloodshed!"

"Conquer the Turks! Force them to surrender!"

Everyone nodded sharply and said nothing more.

This fierce bombardment lasted for more than two hours, and then the entire Xia army retreated five miles, which was tantamount to calling off the fight!

The Turkic man was almost so angry that he vomited blood. After two hours of foreplay, there was no follow-up.

They were furious, but did not dare to fight back.

After a long time.

Yuan Gu climbed up to the top of the city wall again, limping and hunched over, looking increasingly lonely. He looked at the tens of thousands of corpses and the shields that had been blown to pieces, and his heart turned cold.

The power of the Red Cannon far exceeded his expectations.

The reinforced city walls were even cast with steel, but they were still covered with cracks after being bombed, and some even collapsed completely, with countless grooves on the ground.

Can such an attack really be blocked?

He was invincible in a fight, but he felt that the opponent he was facing now was the sky and the earth!

Any method seemed pale and powerless under the bombardment of the red cannons...

at night.

Fifty thousand Turkic troops sneaked out of the city in the dark, attempting a surprise attack. As long as they could get into the Xia army's base, they could buy time. The Turks could then send out their entire army and destroy the 180,000 Xia army.

In other words, they want to get close.

In the first four miles, 50,000 people approached smoothly. Just when their eyes were fierce and fiery, the nightmare came!

Swish swish!

First, countless torches were lit up in front.

"Oh no, we've been discovered, retreat quickly!" The Turkic general screamed in fear and fled madly.

But in order to make less noise, they didn't even have a war horse. How could they outrun the cannonballs?

The red cannon fired in the dark night, boom! !

It was like a landslide, the earth and rocks were blown up several feet high, and a large number of Turks were torn into pieces: "Ah!!"

"Run!"

"Save me, save me..."

"..."

Hell on earth began from then on. Countless Turks became moving targets and would be blown into the sky after running a few steps.

Even if they were lucky enough not to be hit by the explosion, the shrapnel in the shells would fly everywhere, either scratching their faces, cutting their throats, or piercing deeply into their thighs.

boom! !

One after another, the Turkic soldiers fell down, screaming in agony, with hideous looks on their faces.

"what!!"

"Run, run!"

"This is a more terrifying demon weapon."

They had an inherent fear of the red cannon. Even with broken legs, they used their bloody hands to scratch bloody marks on the ground and crawled back.

The Xia army camp laughed wildly and shouted, "Your Majesty is so wise, we admire you!"

"fire!"

"fire!!"

"..."

The Turkic royal city looked like ruins. Ashina Yuangu looked out at the deafening artillery fire and billowing black smoke in the distance. His ears were filled with countless screams that came and went.

His five fingers had already penetrated into the flesh of his palm, leaving it covered in blood.

But he seemed to be unaware of the pain, and he let out a long sigh, looking completely powerless.

Suddenly, a light sound of footsteps sounded behind him: "Grand Duke, do you want to fight again?"

Yuan Gu knew who was coming. He didn't look back. His white hair made him look lonely. He held onto the city wall with both hands and didn't say a word.

The man was seven feet tall, thin and dignified, a true grassland man, and looked very young. He was a Turkic noble, Cangyanghai, and the lord of one of the ten original surname tribes.

His brown eyes looked into the distance, with some melancholy and pain: "We don't have much time left. Tens of thousands of people died in the battle today, but not a single person from the Xia army was killed."

"This kind of fighting style is almost a crushing defeat. The Turkic Khanate will be destroyed without even a glimmer of hope."

Ashina Yuangu turned around and said hoarsely in the darkness: "Did the Khan send you here?"

Cangyanghai's expression changed slightly, and he shook his head and said, "It's not the Khan, I came here on my own initiative."

"The Khan supports you, but the tribes on the grassland all think this battle is difficult to win. I hope you can produce results quickly."

"If... it keeps going like this, someone in the Khanate will eventually have to sacrifice. As long as there is life, there will be firewood to burn."

"Grand Duke, you are devoted to the Khanate, so be prepared."

After saying this, he looked at Ashina Yuangu with some fear.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Gu was stunned, with mixed feelings in his heart. Without the Khan's approval, who would dare to say such words to him?

In an instant, he looked much older again and slowly turned his back.

If his death could mean the survival of the Khanate, he would die without hesitation, but would the Emperor of Daxia really give up?

He didn't want to explain...

What others couldn't see was that his eyes were slightly moist as he limped away into the darkness: "I haven't lost yet."

There was still the pride of a hero in his words, but he did not give a direct answer.

Cangyanghai watched him leave without saying anything else, but the fighting spirit of him and everyone else was gone, as they were blown to pieces by today's red cannon.

If the fighting continues, the Turks will be no different from a destroyed country. The remaining troops are the lifeblood of each tribe, and no one wants to be completely wiped out.

Sometimes, the general trend is unstoppable and everyone will become the chariot of history...

On the first day alone, the Turkic army suffered heavy losses.

On the second day, there was another round of bombing, with a total of one hundred artillery shells, countless arrows and boulders, which turned the Turkic Khanate into a hornet's nest and caused more than 20,000 casualties.

On the third day, repeat the same procedure.

Fourth, fifth...

After a week of heavy bombardment, although they were very economical with artillery shells, they were finally reduced to only 180 shells. Fortunately, the casualties of the Turks soared, and the burden was no longer heavy!