"This was supposed to be an epic scene." Prime Minister Zhu Hongzhu said, "Unfortunately, it was ruined."
He stood on high ground and watched the hundreds of thousands of soldiers marching south like a swimming dragon. They stretched for dozens of miles, connecting the sky and the earth.
"Father, what do you think of the so-called Shenlang falling into a trap and the army being infected with a plague?" Zhu Jung asked.
Zhu Hongzhu said, "There are only two things that can be used to deal with Shenlang: an overt plot and power. To use a plot on him? You overestimate yourself. He is the ancestor of conspiracies. "
Zhu Jung said, "Ning Shao's actions have crossed the line. He is not fit to be a king."
Zhu Hongzhu said, "Ning Yuanxian may have this and that, but he is still a king. There is no need to talk about Ning Zheng. Although he has been king for less than a quarter of an hour, he has always been a king. He is a good king. Ning Qi has also been king for less than a quarter of an hour. He is tenacious and indomitable, but he is still a good king. Ning Shao is a twisted lunatic, but a person like him can also be a king. A mad king is also a king. "
Zhu Hongzhu was stunned. He vaguely understood the meaning of his father's words.
A wise king is a king, and a muddle-headed king is also a king. And the most important thing for a king is the recognition of being a ruler. Some people, no matter how much power they have, will always see themselves as subjects in their hearts. And some people, no matter how little power they have, will always see themselves as masters.
Zhu Jung said, "Father, this time, there are more than two hundred thousand soldiers going to attack Shenlang."
Zhu Hongzhu said, "So what? As long as there are people, there will be an army. There are many people. What's wrong with a few hundred thousand dying? "
Zhu Hongxue stood on top of the city gate and looked at everything on the ground as if he was looking at ants. This was not his fault. He had stayed in Sky-sea Pavilion for too long. Returning to the State of Yue felt like returning to the Qing Dynasty from Europe at the end of the 19th century. Was everything in front of him so backward and lowly? That was why he looked down on others.
Moreover, he had killed too many people. He had killed hundreds of thousands of people in the Sand Barbaric Tribe and millions of people in the Western Regions. Therefore, in his eyes, the humans in the secular world were no different from ants. They were just numbers.
He only wanted to end this farce as soon as possible. He wanted to lead the Blood Soul Army back to the various kingdoms of the Western Region and open up the Desert of Death.
"Shen Lang, I hope you can put up a good fight. Don't wait for your entire army to be annihilated before I even make a move."
… …
The Skyleap Hunting Ground was only a few dozen miles away from the capital.
A few days and nights later, Ning Shao and the hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Zhu family finally arrived at the city, completely surrounding the hunting ground.
There was no other way. There were too many soldiers. It was not difficult to march dozens of miles, but it would take a lot of time to get into battle formation.
These hundreds of thousands of soldiers could be said to be full of stars. Ning Qi, Duke of Qi, Ning Yi, Princess Royal Ning Luo, Tianyue Governor Zhang Zhao, Tianyue Admiral Zhu Wubian (son of General Zhu Lin), Chingan Wu Zhaozhong, and so on.
Who was the commander of these hundreds of thousands of soldiers? Ning Yu, the Privy Commissioner of the State of Yue, was the former Grand Chancellor of the State of Yue. He was Ning Yuanxian's uncle.
The three royal uncles were Ning Qi, Ning Gang, and Ning Yu. The first two were imprisoned because they supported Ning Yuanxian and Ning Zheng. Only Ning Yu was still standing. He was almost always in line with the Zhu family. Of course, it was not because he was loyal to the Zhu family, but because he relied on whoever was more powerful.
After the incident in Shenlang, the Secretariat of the State of Yue and the Privy Council were almost completely purged. They could not find anyone to be the Privy Commissioner in such a short time. Ning Yu's status was high enough and he was experienced enough, so they pushed him to the position.
Of course, Ning Yu as the commander did not speak most of the time. The real commander was the Zhu family.
Eunuch Nian, King of Yue Ning Shao's confidant, said, "This battle is actually just a game. His Majesty's wisdom is unparalleled. The Shenlang army was tricked and infected with a serious disease. Less than half of the twenty thousand soldiers are gone. Our four hundred thousand soldiers against the ten thousand Shenlang army is a piece of cake. "
Almost no one responded to this.
Eunuch Nian said, "Duke of Qi, what do you think?"
Yan E could not help but frown. You are only a eunuch. There are several dukes here. What right do you have to ask such a direct question?
However, this Eunuch Nian had always been a citizen of Niao Juecheng. Two years ago, he followed Ning Shao into the palace and became a eunuch. Therefore, he did not follow the rules. Moreover, he could be considered an imperial envoy.
He was asking, 'The Zhong family has already surrendered to the Shenlang. Do you, Ning Qi, have any other ideas?'
When Ning Qi found out about this, he was incomparably furious. Ning Shao was too vicious and had no bottom line. In order to let the Shenlang army be infected with the disease, in order to make him a huge burden, he actually sacrificed the entire Zhong family and eighty thousand soldiers.
How could such a person be a ruler? He was simply the king of insanity.
After hearing Eunuch Nian's question, Ning Qi directly said, "It's just a battle with all our strength."
"Good, good." Eunuch Nian said, "His Majesty said that the Shenlang army has been infected with the disease and suffered heavy losses. They are no longer able to fight. However, even a lion and tiger will fight a rabbit with all their strength. This battle not only represents the irreconcilable enmity between the State of Yue and the rebel Shenlang, but it also represents the Great Yan Empire. We must settle this with one battle. "
The generals present did not respond. Only Ning Yi and Ning Luo bowed and said, "As Your Majesty commands."
… …
Shen Lang stood on top of the fort's walls and looked at the densely packed and boundless army outside.
This was a super grand scene. In terms of the human army, this was probably the largest number of enemies that Shen Lang had ever faced.
An army of nearly four hundred thousand soldiers stretched for dozens of miles and surrounded the thirty thousand mu Tian Yue Hunting Ground. This place was dozens of miles away from the capital, but the gap in between was almost completely covered by the army.
"Your Majesty, are we really not going to defend the West Barracks?" Zhong Yao asked, "Under Your Majesty's treatment, most of our eighty thousand soldiers survived. Although they are still very weak, they do not lack the will to fight."
Shen Lang shook his head and said, "It's better to not defend the West Barracks. In everyone's eyes, the West Barracks is already a land of death. There are corpses everywhere. If you defend it, the enemy will attack. If you don't defend it, the enemy will not dare to attack. "
Tian Yue Hunting Ground was really too big. It was nearly twenty square kilometers. There were no city walls, only walls made of wood. It was indeed somewhat vulnerable.
Moreover, this wall was more than thirty miles in circumference. Shen Lang only had twenty thousand soldiers, but they had to defend thirty miles of wall. This meant that there was only one person per meter.
Because of Shen Lang's life-saving grace, the eighty thousand soldiers under Zhong Yao were naturally willing to die for him. However, most of them had just recovered from a major illness and were still very weak. Moreover, the illness was contagious, so they were still isolated from Shen Lang's army.
Therefore, in this battle, Zhong Yao's eighty thousand soldiers could not play a role. To put it bluntly, they were indeed Shen Lang's burden.
Zhong Yao said, "Then please allow the descendants of my Zhu Clan to fight for His Majesty. Even I am willing to become a pawn by His Majesty's side."
Shen Lang said, "Then I will have to trouble you."
Actually, Shen Lang was very embarrassed when facing Zhong Yao. That night, Zhong Shishi let out that strange scream and even said that he was the White Impermanence who sullied her innocence.
Actually, Shen Lang did not really sully Zhong Shishi at that time. Moreover, he was extremely thick-skinned. Even after such a thing happened, he could still face Zhong Yao calmly. The reason why he was embarrassed was because of Zhong Yao's attitude. Zhong Yao always had the attitude that he wanted to make Zhong Shishi his slave.
However, the current Shen Lang really did not want to marry anyone, unless there was a huge benefit.
… …
The next day, dawn!
Everyone could clearly see that the western wall of the Tian Yue Hunting Ground was completely empty. There was not a single soldier defending it.
On the East Barracks' side, there were only ten thousand soldiers defending the fifteen miles of wall.
Zhang Zhao, Zhu Jung, and the others were shocked. What the hell was Shen Lang doing? Was he crazy? There were only twenty thousand soldiers in total, so why did only ten thousand appear? Could it be that ten thousand people really died because of the plague? Zhang Zhao and Zhu Jung did not believe it at all. Even Ning Yi and Wu Zhaozhong did not believe it.
However, Shen Lang only sent ten thousand people to face an army of nearly four hundred thousand? How crazy was that?
"Then should we attack the West Barracks?" Wu Zhaozhong asked.
Zhu Jung shook his head and said, "It should be fake that Shen Lang's army suffered heavy casualties because of the plague, but it's true that Zhong Yao's eighty thousand soldiers were infected. That's why Shen Lang completely isolated the East and West Barracks. Moreover, the East and West Barracks are independent entities. Even if we attack the West Barracks, there won't be much objection. That's why we focus on attacking Shen Lang's East Barracks. "
The central army's high platform was about four miles away from the Shen Lang Barracks. It was a full thirty meters high. Standing on the high platform, Zhu Jung could clearly see Shen Lang's deployment of defenses with binoculars.
Shen Lang's defense line was simply too weak. The walls made of wood were less than three meters high. Furthermore, they were especially thin and could not withstand any impact. Although there was a platform on the walls, it could not hold any heavy weapons. As a result, Shen Lang had to make a big hole in the walls and then place the cannons on the ground.
"This is probably the battle with the greatest disparity in history. Only Shen Lang can do something like this." Zhu Jung said, "Using ten thousand people to fight against four hundred thousand? Just thinking about it makes me shudder. "
Ning Yi, who was at the side, sneered and said, "Shen Lang still has no guts. Otherwise, why didn't he attack the capital?"
Zhu Jung said lightly, "It's not that he doesn't dare, but he can't bear to."
Ning Yi said, "Uncle, who will fight the first battle? Ning Qi? "
In this battle, Ning Qi led an army of one hundred thousand. He was the only army that belonged to the State of Yue. These people had complicated thoughts. They did not want to fight against Shen Lang at all, but because they felt that Shen Lang would definitely lose, they had never thought of surrendering to Shen Lang. Ning Yi's words meant that he wanted Ning Qi's army of one hundred thousand to send up first as cannon fodder.
Zhu Jung shook his head and said to Ning Luo and Chingan Wu Zhaozhong, "How about the two of you lead the army to fight the first battle?"
"Alright!" Ning Luo said. She thirsted for battle, thirsted for slaughter, so she would never retreat on the battlefield.
And Chingan Wu Zhaozhong and Shen Lang had a life and death feud, so they would fight to the death.
… … …
The sun suddenly leaped into the sky.
Under the sunlight, everything on the ground could be seen even more clearly.
The difference between the two armies was even greater. One side was black and boundless. On the other hand, Shen Lang's side was sparse and withered. The thin wooden walls couldn't even withstand a single blow.
"Dong, dong, dong, dong, dong … …" Shocking war drums sounded.
Commander-in-chief Ning Yu suddenly drew his sword and shouted, "Attack the stronghold, attack the stronghold!"
There was no need for any catapults or siege weapons. The only thing in front of them was a wooden stronghold wall that was less than three meters tall. Moreover, it had been exposed to wind and rain for dozens of years. It was already extremely weak. As long as they charged in front of it, they could easily push it down.
"Charge!" Ning Luo suddenly drew her sword and shouted sternly.
Destroy, destroy. It didn't matter who she was destroying, as long as it was destruction and slaughter, especially Shen Lang.
Chingan Wu Zhaozhong suddenly drew his sword and shouted, "Army, charge! Kill every last one of Shen Lang!"
Then, the army of one hundred thousand charged towards the stronghold wall of Tian Yue Hunting Ground like a tidal wave.
Dust billowed, and the entire ground started to tremble.
Looking from the sky, the army of one hundred thousand was like a black tide surging towards the weak stronghold wall.
Ning Luo and Wu Zhaozhong both knew that Shen Lang had cannons that could shoot iron balls from a kilometer away. Its power was astonishing, but how many people could a mere few hundred iron balls kill?
The army was only about four kilometers away from the stronghold wall. At most, they would reach it in five minutes. During this period of time, how many iron balls could Shen Lang's cannons shoot?
They also knew that Shen Lang's Nirvana Army had amazing archery skills, but this was not a stronghold wall, but a fragile wooden wall that could collapse with a single push.
As long as they reached the stronghold wall, he absolutely didn't believe that a mere ten or twenty thousand people from Shen Lang could win against one hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, or even three hundred thousand people.
… … …
"Bang, bang, bang … …"
Ning Luo and Wu Zhaozhong's army of one hundred thousand continued to charge. They were getting closer and closer to the stronghold wall of Tian Yue Hunting Ground.
They were within a kilometer. Nine hundred meters. Eight hundred meters!
Zhu Jung was startled. Why didn't Shen Lang fire the cannons? He could clearly see with his binoculars that Shen Lang clearly had a few hundred cannons. They were clearly in the firing range, so why didn't they fire? Didn't he know that this was the most precious time to attack? By the time the army reached the stronghold wall, it would be too late to fire the cannons.
Zhu Jung immediately felt that something was wrong and immediately ordered, "State Duke Qi, State Duke Yi, lead your army of one hundred thousand and attack!"
Everyone was startled. Sieging a stronghold was usually done by one army at a time. How could there be two hundred thousand soldiers pressing forward all at once?
Of course, this battlefield was big enough. Tian Yue Hunting Ground was thirty thousand mu, and it could accommodate two hundred thousand soldiers. But this wasn't the traditional way of fighting.
However, Ning Qi was only slightly startled before he nodded.
Ning Qi drew his sword and shouted, "Army, attack!"
Ning Yi drew his sword and roared crazily, "Army, attack! Kill all the traitors of Shen Lang! Kill them all!"
Then, another hundred thousand soldiers charged forward crazily.
The scene in that instant was really like the great migration of animals in Africa. Within a range of ten miles and three to four miles in width, there were densely packed charging armies.
Everyone felt that something was wrong.
Because the army at the front had already charged within five hundred meters, but Shen Lang still hadn't opened fire. They had completely entered the killing range of the cannons, so why wasn't he opening fire?
"Charge, charge, charge!"
The two hundred thousand soldiers almost covered the entire ground, and the original color couldn't be seen at all.
The black tide-like army continued to close in.
Four hundred meters!
Zhu Jung was stunned. They were already at this distance, and Shen Lang still wasn't opening fire? What were you thinking? What were you trying to do?
Three hundred and fifty meters!
On the high platform, Zhong Yao looked at the densely packed enemy troops in his field of vision, and his entire body trembled slightly.
He really wanted to ask if His Majesty still wasn't opening fire?
Zhong Shishi even instinctively clamped her legs together. This was probably the craziest battle she had ever experienced.
The enemies outside roared like a tidal wave, and it looked like they were right in front of them. Meanwhile, the ten thousand soldiers of Shen Lang were silent as if they didn't react at all. She felt that her heart was about to jump out of her chest.
Everyone looked at Shen Lang from afar.
Finally, Shen Lang waved the flag in his hand!
Dozens of generals roared at the same time, "Open fire, open fire, open fire!"
In an instant, hundreds of cannons opened fire at the same time!
"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom …"
The earth-shattering explosion was deafening, and the entire ground shook violently.
Zhong Shishi, who was on the wall, almost instinctively covered her ears, but she realized that cotton had already been stuffed in.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh …"
The hundreds of cannons didn't shoot iron ball bullets, but grapeshot bullets.
This was also Shen Lang's decision. He didn't shoot solid shells, and directly used the destructive grapeshot bullets.
Among the hundreds of smoothbore cannons, more than two-thirds were 12-pounder cannons, and one-third were 18-pounder cannons.
However, regardless of whether they were 12-pounder or 18-pounder cannons, because they used powerful explosives, even if they were shot with grapeshot bullets, the effective killing range could reach 500 meters.
However, in order to achieve the most shocking killing effect, Shen Lang didn't even open fire within 500 meters. Instead, he chose to open fire within 350 meters.
At this distance, the two types of cannons were extremely powerful. Even the grapeshot bullets could easily penetrate the bodies of every soldier.
According to the manufacturing method on Earth, there were about 50 grapeshot bullets in a 12-pounder bullet, and about 70 to 80 grapeshot bullets in an 18-pounder bullet.
However, Shen Lang's explosives were even more powerful, so he changed the iron balls inside into lead balls. This way, the mass would be greater under the same volume, and the lethality would be greater. The 12-pounder bullet actually weighed more than 12 pounds, and a total of 80 grapeshot bullets were stuffed inside. A hundred and twenty lead pellets were inserted into the 18-pound canister shell.
Therefore, in an instant, more than 50,000 grapeshot bullets were shot out.
It was really like a steel storm that sprayed out crazily.
The soldiers charging at the front felt their vision blur, and then a dense rainstorm smashed down.
In an instant …
Like rain hitting a banana leaf, countless blood splattered.
It was a crazy massacre!
At a distance of more than 300 meters, the grapeshot bullets violently shot through the body of a soldier, and then drilled into the body of a second soldier.
Almost in an instant, the enemy fell in droves.
… …..
Zhu Jung, who was on the high platform in the middle of the army, saw everything clearly with his binoculars.
As Shen Lang's cannons opened fire, countless pieces of steel rained down. Then, like waves crashing into a reef, his army instantly shattered into countless pieces.
How many people died in this wave? More than a thousand?
This … isn't this a little too shocking?
Ning Luo and Wu Zhaozhong were stunned, and then suddenly shouted, "Continue to charge, continue to charge!"
Then, the countless soldiers paused for a moment, and then continued to charge crazily.
Although Shen Lang's grapeshot bullets were shocking, the first round of bombardment only killed a thousand people. For an army of 200,000, this was almost an insignificant number.
"Charge, charge, charge!"
As long as they charged in front of the wall, it would be victory.
However, just ten seconds later.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom … …"
The hundreds of cannons of Shen Lang roared again.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh … …"
Once again, a torrential rain of steel sprayed out.
Another crazy massacre, but this time, the distance was even closer. Fifty thousand cannons slaughtered nearly two thousand people. The enemy was really too densely packed.
Moreover, the firing speed of Shen Lang's cannons was too fast. Because it was made of high-quality steel, there was no need to worry about the barrel exploding, nor did it need to cool down. It used the best gunpowder, and when it exploded, there was almost no residue left. Even the oilcloth wrapped around the gunpowder was completely burned, so there was no need to clean the barrel.
After firing, the inside of the barrel was wiped as quickly as possible, the gunpowder was stuffed, the grapeshot bullets were stuffed, and the whole process was smooth like flowing water. It could even be faster.
Therefore, not only did the firing speed of the hundreds of cannons of Shen Lang not slow down, but it became faster and faster, faster and faster.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom … …"
Waves of earth-shattering explosions rang out, and waves of steel rained down.
Lives were harvested in a frenzy.
The army trained by the Zhu clan was definitely considered brave, and they charged madly against the terrifying metal storm.
The distance was getting closer and closer.
Three hundred meters, two hundred meters, one hundred meters, fifty meters.
But every ten meters or so forward, it became so difficult.
The density of the cannons of Shen Lang was too high. There was a cannon less than twenty meters apart.
When the enemy rushed to within a few dozen meters, the countless metal storm slaughtered them almost without any blind spots.
And what was even more despairing was that the ten thousand soldiers on the wall also began to shoot arrows. All of them were super strong bows of two and a half stone, and they were extremely lethal within a hundred meters, and their accuracy was frighteningly high.
Fifty meters became the enemy's limit.
They could no longer advance even an inch.
All the enemies within this range were turned into corpses.
Massacre, massacre, massacre!
At this distance, the grapeshot bullets of the cannons could almost penetrate more than ten meters. As long as there were enough people, one bullet could penetrate the bodies of four or five people.
Within this line, countless corpses were piled up like a mountain.
The cannons rained down bullets, and the arrows rained down.
The dozens of meters in front of the wall became an absolute dead zone.
… …
"I … I …" Zhong Shishi instinctively wanted to curse. Although she was the daughter of a wealthy family, she would occasionally curse, as long as her parents didn't hear her. But there were so many people around, so she swallowed her words.
Because she gripped her scimitar tightly, she was already prepared to enter the craziest killing spree. She definitely wouldn't embarrass the Zhong family, especially not in front of Shen Lang. Trash Bai Wuchang, scum, scoundrel, pervert.
Looking at the hundreds of thousands of enemy soldiers charging at her, she really felt that this was a hopeless battle.
She didn't expect the battle to turn out like this. The hundreds of thousands of soldiers couldn't even get close.
She didn't even have to swing her scimitar once, and countless enemies had already fallen.
Moreover, Shen Lang's army was so strong. These tall women could all shoot arrows in rapid succession, and they could shoot an arrow every second. They were so strong that it made people's hair stand on end.
In the short time since the battle started, they had already shot over a million arrows. It was even more impossible to know how many bullets these cannons had rained down. It was an astronomical figure.
In any case, the ground dozens of meters in front of them was densely packed with corpses that piled up like a mountain.
… …..
On the central command's high platform, Zhu Jung used a high-powered telescope to see all of this.
He felt his scalp go numb, and the hairs on his body stood on end. He had never seen such a secretive killing zone before.
The area of more than ten kilometers was completely covered in bullets, and there were no blind spots. Where the bullets couldn't reach, there was a dense rain of arrows.
How was this a battlefield? It was practically a slaughterhouse.
"I knew it would be like this, I knew it!" Zhu Jung said in a trembling voice. He knew Shen Lang too well, and he knew that Shen Lang would definitely not fight a battle unprepared.
But when it really happened, it was still so shocking that his eyeballs almost popped out.
He could even sense that Shen Lang's army had already entered a state of madness, and the firing rate of the cannons was getting higher and higher.
"Boom, boom, boom …" Astonishing loud sounds rang out incessantly.
"Commander-in-chief, the battle is about to collapse. The army can't withstand such huge casualties, and it's about to collapse."
Actually, the Zhu clan's army was already valiant enough. If it were any other army, perhaps they would have collapsed long ago with such casualties.
But even now, they were still on the verge of collapsing.
Zhu Jung gritted his teeth and said, "I thought we would have to fight for a few days and nights, but I didn't expect that in less than two hours, they would collapse."
Then, he suddenly ordered, "Zhang Zhao, your 100,000-strong army will press forward as well."
Tianyue Military Governor Zhang Zhao roared, "Yes, sir."
Then, he suddenly drew his sword and roared, "Charge!"
Another 100,000-strong army madly charged toward the weak walls of Shen Lang's stronghold.
But Zhu Jung knew that these hundreds of thousands of soldiers could only be used as cannon fodder to exhaust Shen Lang's ammunition.
The ordinary army of this world was already outdated.
Zhu Jung looked at Shu Tingyu of the Yin Yuan Association and said, "Young Master Shu, can your Iron Blood Army withstand Shen Lang's weapons?"
Shu Tingyu said, "There will be casualties, but we can withstand it!"
Zhu Jung said, "My army will block countless bullets from Shen Lang for you. You can move out."
Shu Tingyu looked in the direction of Shen Lang and said slowly, "Shen Lang, that was just the appetizer. The real battle is coming. I will let you know that your Nirvana Army is inferior to my Iron Blood Army. Your Amazon Army is at best on par with my Iron Blood Army. "
Then, Shu Tingyu shouted, "Iron Blood Army, attack!"
Instantly, the 20,000-strong Iron Blood Army of the Yin Yuan Association rushed out like lightning. They were extremely fast, like cheetahs.
Zhu Jung then looked at Master Kong Zheng of the Tongtian Temple and said, "Master, what about you? Can you withstand it? "
Master Kong Zheng said, "No problem. Although Shen Lang's weapons are sharp, they can't do anything to our Tongtian Temple army."
"Attack!"
Following the order, the Tongtian Temple's super army attacked!
… …
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