We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

The Japanese are crazy - Li Che is sure of that.

Their spiritual leader and the 'insect mother' Tianhuang were destroyed by a single shot. It would be strange if they didn't go crazy.

Li Che only heard the devils' screams on the city wall, and all kinds of strange cries were heard.

Even the Fengtian Army soldiers, who were usually fearless, felt a little scalp-tingling at this moment.

It was because the screams of these Japanese were so miserable that they didn't sound like the sounds that humans could make.

Li Che couldn't help but secretly complain, could it be that the shot really killed the Japanese locust?

In fact, the shot did not kill the little emperor, but it was almost as bad as his death.

When the first shot fell, Haibu Zongzhen realized that the Fengtian Army's target was the city gate tower.

He immediately ordered the surrounding personal guards to evacuate the city with the frightened little emperor.

The loyal warrior grabbed the little emperor's arm and almost dragged him away from the battlement, running towards the stone steps leading down to the city wall.

The other warriors also quickly gathered around, forming a human wall with their bodies, and rushed towards the stairs with the little emperor.

However, just as the young Emperor Ninna was half-dragged and half-carried, with one foot just stepping down the stone steps, the second shot came.

The world lost its sound in an instant, leaving only endless roar and violent shaking.

Kaibu Munezane fell heavily on the hard bricks, and his internal organs seemed to shift.

There was a buzzing in my ears and stars were flashing before my eyes.

He struggled, enduring the severe pain and raised his head, then he saw more than a dozen figures scattered at the bottom of the stairs - they were the little emperor and warriors who were directly blown away by the shock wave of the explosion.

"His Majesty!!!"

The Japanese generals let out roars that were not like human voices, and rushed forward one after another, rolling and crawling.

The little emperor's thin body, like a rag doll that had been smashed by a naughty child, collapsed on the ground in a twisted posture.

The gorgeous light armor on his body had long been deformed and broken, revealing the blood-soaked lining underneath. His already ugly little face was now even more bloody and mangled.

Half of his teeth were missing, his nose was crooked to one side, and a huge gap on his forehead was oozing blood.

The little emperor had his eyes closed, his breath was so weak that it was almost unnoticeable, and his whole body was limp.

The shock wave of the explosion and the violent impact shattered more than half of the bones in his body.

The surrounding warriors were in an even worse state. Those who were closer to the center of the explosion had their limbs mutilated and were already dead.

Those who were a little further away also had broken bones and tendons, lying in a pool of blood, groaning in pain.

"Doctor! Call a doctor quickly!" Kaibu Munemasa roared at the frightened generals behind him.

With trembling hands, he wanted to touch the little emperor.

But he quickly shrank back, fearing that if he touched it lightly, this fragile body would fall apart completely.

It’s over! Completely finished!

Given Emperor Ninna's miserable condition, it's doubtful whether he could survive today, let alone use it to boost morale.

"Quickly send His Majesty back to the palace, summon all the imperial physicians, and keep His Majesty alive at all costs!"

Kaifu Munemasa knew that even if he was saved, the emperor would be deposed.

But at least I'm still alive, and as long as I'm alive, there's still a hint of symbolic meaning.

Several samurai with less serious injuries used a door panel to lift the unconscious Emperor Ninwa, and under the escort of the remaining guards, they hurriedly ran towards the Imperial Palace.

However, Kaifu Munemasa's attempt to stabilize the morale of the army was completely shattered.

On the city wall, countless Japanese soldiers and civilians witnessed the explosion of the city gate tower with their own eyes.

Those who were closer saw with their own eyes that their Emperor was thrown high into the air like a broken leaf.

Then, like a kicked ball, it rolled and bounced several times on the bricks, and finally collapsed to the ground, motionless.

Immediately afterwards, he was carried away on a door panel by a group of panicked warriors.

"His Majesty the Emperor... has passed away?"

“Being…blown to death?!”

"Can God die too?"

"Amaterasu... has abandoned us!"

Despair instantly spread from the South Gate to the entire Kyoto city wall, and the enthusiasm that had just been ignited by the raising of the chrysanthemum flag was instantly extinguished.

Kaifu Munemasa was extremely anxious. He knew he had to clarify immediately and tell everyone that the emperor was not dead.

However, the Fengtian Army did not give him any chance.

The moment the city gate tower collapsed, the huge army formation under the city, like a tide, began to advance forward slowly.

Countless siege vehicles, shield carts, and battering rams, under the strict protection of infantry phalanxes, rolled across the battlefield and headed straight for the city walls.

At the same time, the Fengtian Army's artillery positions roared again.

boom! boom! boom!

The salvos of dozens of field artillery pieces were no longer aimed at a certain point, but at the entire section of the city wall.

The solid iron ball shells, with terrifying kinetic energy, whistled towards the city wall.

Some of them smashed heavily into the parapet, creating huge gaps, and the rubble swept across the nearby defenders like shotgun.

More shells flew over the city walls and slammed into the crowded crowd behind.

The moment the shell hit the ground, blood and flesh flew everywhere.

The hard iron ball plowed through the dense crowd, leaving horrific blood grooves and piercing through human bodies.

What’s even more terrifying is that the kinetic energy of these solid bullets did not completely disappear after penetrating the first row of people.

They bounced and jumped wildly between the narrow streets and city walls like bouncy balls.

Every collision brings about a new wave of blood and rain.

Broken limbs, broken internal organs, and crushed weapons and armor were scattered everywhere.

Behind the city wall, it instantly turned into a huge flesh and blood blender!

On the city walls, the wails and cries of the Japanese merged into a sea of ​​despair.

At the battlement, soldiers were constantly hit by flying debris and fell down from the city walls with screams.

The Fengtian Army's artillery fire provided cover for the infantry, and the infantry began to advance rapidly towards the city wall.

When they advanced to within seventy or eighty meters of the city wall, the phalanx of musketeers, which had already been formed, raised their flintlock rifles at the loud commands of the officers.

"First row—ready—fire!"

Thousands of muskets spewed out white smoke at the same time, and dense lead bullets splashed onto the top of the city.

puff!puff!puff!

On the city wall, the Japanese soldiers tried to lean forward and fight back with bows and arrows or cannons, but they fell down in an instant like cut wheat, and blood mist rose from the battlements.

Screams rang out one after another, and Japanese soldiers who were shot kept falling from the top of the city wall, wailing and landing on the piles of corpses below the city.

"Second row—fire!"

The Fengtian Army fired muskets one round after another.

The barrage of lead bullets suppressed the top of the city wall, and the Japanese archers and artillerymen were unable to raise their heads.

Anyone who dared to show up on the battlement would be torn to pieces by several lead bullets the next moment.

Under the absolute suppression of firepower from muskets, the Fengtian Army's siege equipment troops finally arrived at the designated position.

The shield carts protected the infantry as they approached the city wall. The siege vehicles were pushed hard by the soldiers, and the heavy battering rams began to hit the city gate, making a dull noise.

More infantrymen carried ladders and, under the cover of shield carts, rushed towards the city wall like a tide.

"Put out the explosives and blow it up!" shouted the Fengtian Army officer in charge of attacking the city gate.

Boom——

With a loud bang, the city gate was shattered into pieces in a violent explosion.

However, after the smoke and dust cleared, what was revealed was not a thoroughfare.

The Japanese made a desperate move and piled up obstacles behind the city gate made of huge stones, huge trees, and even beams and pillars from demolished houses.

The city gate was completely blocked.

"This road is blocked! Climb the city!" The officer's order changed quickly.

"kill--"

The deafening shouts of killing reached the sky.

Countless Fengtian Army vanguards, with steel knives in their mouths, climbed up the densely packed ladders fearlessly, facing the sporadic arrows shot from the top of the city walls.

The morale of the Japanese army plummeted, and several sections of the city wall were unable to organize any resistance and were instantly occupied by the Fengtian Army that surged in.

Kaibu Munemasa was already like a madman at this moment.

He drew the sword from his waist, led his personal guards to supervise the battle, and roared madly on the city wall:

"Hold on! Hold on! Anyone who retreats will die!!!"

The fleeing Japanese had just taken a few steps when they were shot by arrows from the supervising team and nailed to the bricks of the city wall.

Moving forward are the fierce soldiers of the Fengtian Army who are climbing up the city walls like evil spirits from hell.

Retreating means facing the cold arrows and ruthless butcher knives of the supervisory team.

Going forward means death, going backward also means death, the Japanese are also furious.

"Ah ...

Under the pressure of death, fear finally turned into madness.

The Japanese howled like wild beasts, and the warriors roared forward, followed closely by the foot soldiers.

Even the conscripted civilians were waving simple weapons, even stones and sticks, and madly rushed towards the Fengtian Army's first climbers who had reached the top of the city wall.

Swords flashed and blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and every inch of the bricks in the city was repeatedly soaked in blood!