Hidden in the court

"Someone, bring up all my artillery!"

When they left, each of the four teams was given fifteen cannons and one hundred and fifty shells.

Chen Ju originally wanted to pull them all out to try, but was finally persuaded to stop and only pulled over ten cannons and fifty shells.

"Press forward."

The King of Shache was standing on the city wall, watching the northern cavalry approaching. He thought it was funny, were they planning to use the cavalry to charge the city? He immediately ordered the archers to get ready.

As expected, Shache had already dug a horse-trapping pit about a hundred steps away from the city wall, which is within the range of bows and arrows.

King Shache, who was waiting for the northern army to fall into his trap, saw that the enemies under the city stopped about two or three hundred steps away.

Then they brought out some black tubes that they had never seen before and started tinkering with them.

"Isn't this some kind of siege weapon?"

This question popped up in everyone's mind on the city wall. All they could say was that if they answered correctly, they would be rewarded with a cannonball...

Chen Ju shouted to the artillerymen nearby: "When the battle starts, don't worry about anything else with your cannon. Just fire at their city gate. Blow it open for me."

The soldier nodded and began to adjust the angle.

Chen Ju yelled again, "Everyone behind you, cover your ears. Fire your cannons at the city walls. If anyone fires a shell into the city, I'll beat you up!"

At this moment, King Shache had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem and was still watching from the city wall.

"fire!"

Chen Ju gave an order, and with a loud "boom", the cannon closest to him fired a shell, and the barricades in front of the Shache city gate and a section of the city wall were directly blown down.

"You hit the wrong target, I told you to hit the city gate, not the wall!"

The impact of the shells made the people on the wall unstable and confused. Because the wall was really short, the fragments of the chevaux de frise flew towards the surrounding soldiers and directly embedded into their flesh, causing them to scream in pain.

Within the range of the cannon, all beings are equal, let alone the Shache soldiers in plain clothes.

Before they could react, a few more "boom boom boom..." sounds were heard.

Some shells hit the city wall, causing a piece of the rammed earth wall to be missing, and the soldiers on top were not much better off, as they were blown to dust. Some were even more shocked and could not stand, and either fell to the ground or fell headfirst from the city wall.

Some people were brave enough to drop their shells directly onto the city wall in a perfect parabola. The top of the city wall was only two meters wide, and if it encountered such a shell, a large number of people would be killed.

King Shache was stunned at the horrifying scene before him. It was not until a bloody severed arm flew out from nowhere and landed in front of him that King Shache came back to his senses.

Looking up, he saw some people on fire, some lying on the ground with their bodies burnt black, and even more soldiers with missing arms and legs wailing everywhere. He saw a man with only half of his body left, dragging blood under him, slowly crawling towards him...

At this moment, the soldiers who had escaped by chance were all shocked by the sudden scene before their eyes. They had seen more miserable and bloody scenes before, but that was when they were fighting desperately with the enemy.

And now, just a moment ago, the enemy had disappeared, and they didn't even know whether the battle had started. How could they not be afraid when the surroundings were in such a state?

The people of the Western Regions are more superstitious than the Han people. They have their own gods and beliefs, and are more awed and fearful when facing the unknown.

Seeing the enemy launching such an attack from hundreds of meters away, the Shache soldiers who had never come into contact with artillery even felt that this was a punishment from heaven, a punishment from the gods for their action of going to war with the North.

Most importantly, they begin to feel fear. Once a person is afraid, this feeling will surge through the body like a tide, eventually occupying the brain and affecting the person's thoughts and behaviors.

The remaining Shache soldiers on the city wall began to flee. Some jumped off the wall directly, and some knelt on the ground and prayed for God's forgiveness.

Only the people around King Shache were in a state of panic. Seeing the soldiers fleeing, King Shache shouted, "Don't panic. This is just an attack from the north, not a punishment from heaven! You are not allowed to flee..."

However, it seemed that not many people could hear his shouting, and the soldiers who heard his words simply stopped kneeling and fleeing, and had no intention of taking up weapons.

When the cannon fire stopped and the dust on the city wall cleared, all that could be seen were the surviving soldiers on the city wall, the broken city wall and the blasted-open city gate.

The King of Shache felt a little relieved and a little troubled. He immediately ordered his men to guard the city gates and shouted to the soldiers: "You see, they are no longer able to launch such an attack. My warriors, it's time for us to fight back..."

Before he could finish his words, the sound of "boom, boom, boom..." was heard again, like a death knell.

King Shache looked up and saw a black ball flying towards him.

boom--

"I hit him! General, I hit the leader."

The artilleryman next to Chen Ju danced with excitement. He thought he got a reward, but unexpectedly Chen Ju kicked him in the buttocks.

"I told you to attack the city gate, where did you attack?"

"General, haven't the city gates been blasted open?" the artilleryman said aggrievedly.

"Look carefully for me, what's inside that city gate? You bastard..."

The artilleryman took a closer look and saw that the people rustling in the city gate were all soldiers from Shache, and he immediately became furious.

"Damn it, it's you guys who made me get scolded for nothing!"

While cursing, he deftly adjusted the muzzle of the gun and aimed at the city gate again.

"His grandma..."

……

After another round of artillery fire, there were finally no more resisting soldiers on the walls of Shache, and even a hole of more than ten meters long was opened in the wall.

As for the city gate, under the cover of the artilleryman's rage, it was now unobstructed, and even the body parts that should have been scattered on the ground had disappeared.

If Chen Ju hadn't been afraid that this kid would accidentally collapse the city gate, it might still be collapsing it now.

He left a thousand men to guard outside the city to prevent enemy attacks or anyone sneaking out, left another thousand men to clean up the battlefield, and finally took a thousand new men to prepare to enter the city.

Seeing that Shache had completely stopped making any movement, Chen Ju drew his sword from his waist, mounted his warhorse, and shouted:

"I say again, after entering the city, you must not harm the people, you must not collect money, and anyone who violates military discipline will be killed on the spot!"

Seeing that the soldiers behind him had calmed down, Chen Ju felt a little relieved. After all, these were all new recruits, and even though they had extremely high discipline, it was their first time entering the city, so it was inevitable that they didn't know what to do.

He nodded, pulled the reins, and squeezed the horse's belly. "Follow me into the city. Those who resist will die."