Chapter 806: Just this?

Everyone looked up at the city wall, and five pitch-black cannon mouths appeared at the crenel.

"Since they have cannons," Xiao Ran said with a puzzled face, "why didn't they use them just now?"

Chen Hao said awkwardly: "Yeah, it's really strange."

"Why only five?" Feng Zhou narrowed his eyes and said: "Could it be they don't have enough ammunition? So they saved it for now?"

"That makes sense." Xiao Ningxun nodded.

"I feel like," Feng Zhou muttered, "their cannon mouths are a size smaller than our cannons."

"Really?" Xiao Ningchen examined closely, "It really seems so, Feng Zhou—how far could such a small cannon mouth shoot?"

Feng Zhou calculated: "It should be about the same range as a bow and arrow."

Xiao Yuanhang frowned, staring at those five dark cannon mouths.

Even if the cannonballs land close, if cavalry charges past and the cannon fires, there will still be heavy casualties.

Zheng Wucheng clasped his fists and said: "Prince! Let me lead the Goryeo army to charge into the city!"

His Adam's apple rolled, his eyes reddening: "The fallen brothers I commanded hope we do this, and the tragically slain Goryeo civilians also hope we do this."

"I've dreamed of this day in my dreams!"

He paused, voice trembling slightly: "Please grant this, Prince!"

He thought: "Once we're inside, we'll rush onto the wall, kill the defenders, then the Prince can order the infantry to follow."

Xiao Yuanhang stared at him for a moment: "Fine, after dealing with the defenders, head straight to the General's Manor."

"If they resist, show no mercy—kill without pardon."

"But if they hold their position, there's no need to storm in—just surround them."

Zheng Wucheng replied loudly: "Yes!"

He raised his long sword, blade pointing at the breach: "Goryeo lads! To avenge our nation's shame, the time is now! Follow me!"

Thousands of Goryeo cavalry shouted in unison, hooves thundering like thunder, sweeping toward the breach.

Tengyuan Liangxin coldly stared at the approaching cavalry outside the city, raised his right hand high, then brought it down sharply: "Fire!"

The five iron cannons erupted in fire simultaneously, blasting toward the Goryeo cavalry.

Warhorses neighed miserably as they fell, and the soldiers on their backs were thrown to the ground.

Smoke and dust rose, engulfing the open ground before the breach.

Xiao Ran clenched the reins tightly.

Xiao Ningchen turned his head away, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

"General Zheng..." Chen Hao's voice caught in his throat, unable to continue.

Xiao Ningxun gripped the hilt of his sword tightly.

Xiao Yuanhang sat upright on his horse, silent, the veins on the back of his hand gripping the Dragon Roar Spear faintly bulging.

Tengyuan Liangxin glanced outside the city: "Continue!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers hurriedly loaded the next shell.

Tengyuan Liangxin turned, strode down the stone steps, dashed down the wall in a flash, leapt onto his horse, squeezed its belly, and galloped toward the General's Manor.

Moments later, hoofbeats came from the smoke and dust.

The cavalry's silhouettes emerged from the gunpowder smoke.

One after another, warhorses neighed with heads raised, the soldiers on their backs still holding high their long swords, the cries of killing shaking the heavens.

Meanwhile, the fallen warhorses were struggling to get back up.

The soldiers who had been thrown off were rubbing their bruised arms and legs, cursing as they clambered back onto their horses.

"Damn it! It hurts like hell!"

"Why is it all gravel and lead shot? Is this cannon just for scaring people?"

"I thought I was going to die here!"

Xiao Ran rubbed his eyes hard: "Chen Hao, am I seeing things? How did they all get back up again?"

Chen Hao opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word.

Xiao Ningchen silently hung his great bow back on the saddle side.

Xiao Ningxun curled his lip: "I thought General Zheng was going to die for his country."

Feng Zhou's eyes widened in shock, and he exclaimed incredulously: "Just this?"

Immediately he became unusually excited: "I thought Tengyuan Liangxin had some deadly trick up his sleeve! No wonder he didn't use it earlier!"

"It's nowhere near as good as our cannons—using it just exposes its weakness!"

Zheng Wucheng led the Goryeo cavalry charging into the breach.

He swept his long sword sideways and roared hoarsely: "All rear troops, up onto the wall! Kill every defender! The rest, follow me and kill!"

"Yes!" The Goryeo cavalry replied in unison, splitting into two groups.

Several groups dismounted, drew their waist blades, and rushed up the stone steps, while Zheng Wucheng led the remaining cavalry onward to slaughter toward the General's Manor.

On the wall, the defenders frantically finished loading the shells, looked up, and discovered the cavalry outside had already vanished, throwing them into chaos.

"Where is Lord Tengyuan?"

"I didn't see him! Where did Lord Tengyuan go?"

"I don't know!"

The defenders stared at each other, the battle still ongoing, but the commander was gone?

At that moment, Goryeo soldiers had already surged up from the stone stairway onto the walltop.

Each one, eyes blood-red, raised their blades and slashed, giving the defenders no time to react.

The wails of agony and the clashing of swords merged into one.

In less than the time an incense stick burns, the Eastern guards on the city wall were completely exterminated.

A Goryeo soldier rushed to the Flagpole, brandishing his sword to cut the rope.

The banner embroidered with a bamboo‑dragon‑gallbladder pattern slipped off the Flagpole with a swish, slammed onto the ground, and kicked up a cloud of dust.

He took out the red battle flag, threaded it onto the rope, gave a hard pull, and the flag rose slowly, billowing and fluttering in the wind.

Xiao Yuanhang saw the flag rise, his lip curling: "Xun Er, go fetch the National Preceptor and Tuan Tuan."

"Yes!" Xiao Ningxun turned the horse's head and galloped toward the Main Camp.

Xiao Yuanhang raised his hand and pointed at the breach: "The rest, follow me into the city! Seal off all avenues and key locations!"

"Rebels, kill without mercy! The rest must not be harmed indiscriminately."

"Yes!" the generals shouted in unison.

The sound of iron hooves, footsteps, and swords being drawn rang out together.

Tens of thousands of troops surged into Kamakura City like a torrent.

Deep within the Main Camp, Tuan Tuan held up a small Thousand‑mile mirror and also saw the red battle flag fluttering atop the city.

She let out a startled "Yi" and jumped; Lu Qi, frightened, hurriedly clutched her leg: "What's wrong, miss? Don't jump—if you fall, what will happen?"

Tuan Tuan turned her head toward the tent and shouted: "Master! Father won! The city's flag has been replaced with ours!"

The tent curtain was lifted, and Chu Yuan stepped out.

He looked up at the city's crest, where the red battle flag burned like a cluster of dancing flames.

"Indeed," Chu Yuan smiled faintly, "your father has won another great battle."

As soon as the words fell, a squad of swift horses galloped in.

Tuan Tuan waved her tiny arm: "Third Brother! We won!"

Xiao Ningxun came close, frowned, and said: "Tuan Tuan, sit down! Why are you standing on the horse's back? You'll fall badly."

"Oh." Tuan Tuan then plopped down.

Lu Qi shrugged helplessly: "Miss thinks she can't see clearly while sitting, so she keeps standing to watch."

Xiao Ningxun laughed: "Come, my father asked me to bring you and the National Preceptor inside the city together."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tuan Tuan patted Red Cloud's neck: "Go! Red Cloud, take me to find father!"

Lu Qi startled, "Miss, I haven't even pulled the reins yet!"

But Red Cloud already lifted all four hooves, darting out like a red lightning bolt.

Xiao Ningxun shouted: "Lu Qi! Hold the reins tightly!"

He turned the horse's head and gave chase.

"Hey, hey, hey! Tuan Tuan—! Slow down! Wait for me!"

Chu Yuan watched the two dust‑vanishing figures, smiled, and shook his head.

A nearby soldier led a horse to him, cupped his hands and said: "National Preceptor, please mount."

In Kamakura City, the civilians hid at home, unwilling to venture out, while the streets were filled with soldiers of the fierce nation's army.

Xiao Yuanhang urged his horse forward slowly and arrived before the General's mansion.

Hundreds of warriors stood guard at the gate, their shining blades all pointing outward.

Among them, dozens still clutched dark, heavy firearms.