Chapter 415: An Excessively Easy Victory

"Leader, it is said that Yan Wang is now profiting from selling Artillery, so the Great Song army is now fully equipped with Artillery. If this continues, it will truly be disadvantageous for our Xiliang."

On the city wall.

Wuyan and a Main General hid behind the battlements; amidst the rumbling of cannon fire, both of their faces were grave.

"The Northern Di promised our Xiliang that as long as we fought this battle, they would gift us the Artillery and the Art of Cannon Casting," Wuyan said, his expression gloomy.

Last time, Tiemuta came and ordered Xiliang to humiliate Great Song.

Their Emperor Tuoba Hao naturally understood that this would trigger a war.

Although Xiliang followed Tiemuta's orders and returned the Third Prince.

But everything had only just begun, and the most critical thing was the war that followed.

In order to make Xiliang cooperate with the Northern Di's plan, Mule Hongzhen sent an envoy again.

This time, in addition to delivering three pieces of Artillery, they also promised to teach the Art of Cannon Casting after the war.

It was precisely this huge temptation that made their Emperor Tuoba Hao decide to fight a battle against Great Song.

It was just that their Emperor Tuoba Hao knew that defeating the Imperial Guard and Shizu Army of Great Song was not difficult, but resisting Yan Wang was likely not easy.

Thus, they and the Northern Di carefully designed a trap, just waiting for the fish to take the bait.

"Haha, excellent! With Artillery, we can strike back with Artillery as well," the Main General said with an excited expression.

Wuyan nodded and glanced at the soldiers on the city wall who were trembling with fear.

Among the 300,000 Xiliang troops that entered Qinzhou this time, the soldiers he commanded were all new recruits.

Eighty percent of these new recruits were Song People forcibly conscripted from Xiliang to serve as cannon fodder.

There were another 12,000 new recruits who were Xiliang people.

The remaining 8,000 were his personal guards.

This included 5,000 elite Cavalry, 800 Iron Harrier, and 2,200 Infantry.

Now, those guarding the city were all cannon fodder soldiers; they had just been sent to the battlefield from the farmland, so this performance was completely normal.

But even if they were terrified, no one had fled from the city wall at the moment.

Because waiting below were his personal guards, who were currently acting as the Supervision Team.

"Once the Great Song people fill the moat and break into the city, we will break out from the North Gate," Wuyan said.

Relying on these new recruits to guard against a Great Song army equipped with Artillery, there was no doubt that it could not be held.

These new recruits had basically not received much training; they were just issued uniforms, Armor, and weapons before being driven into the Weng City.

Naturally, unlike the duty in Anxi, he was not there to defend to the death and could choose to break out at any time.

This was the reason he brought 8,000 personal guards; as for the remaining new recruits, their life or death was of no concern to him.

Two days later.

The narrow moat of the Weng City was filled with Sandbags to create a path.

At this moment, as the stirring sound of horns rang out, the Northern Expeditionary Army on all four sides of the city walls launched an assault.

A portion of the soldiers charged directly into the city gate, while those carrying Scaling Ladders climbed the city walls to engage in slaughter.

The Xiliang soldiers began to counterattack.

But their counterattack appeared very weak before the Great Song soldiers.

The Archers seemed to have received no training; their Arrow shots lacked any force, and there was no accuracy when they were fired.

The Imperial Guard soldiers who climbed the city wall let out a roar, already prepared to die as they fought the Xiliang soldiers.

But when these Xiliang soldiers saw them, it was like a flock of sheep seeing a pack of wolves; they huddled tightly together.

Exchanging a glance with other Imperial Guard soldiers, they charged up.

The Xiliang soldiers were forced to engage them, but their sword swings lacked any method.

In an instant, the Xiliang soldiers they were fighting were killed.

This greatly boosted the spirits of the Imperial Guard soldiers; he cut off the ears of the dead Xiliang soldier and immediately lunged at the next Xiliang soldier.

As more and more Imperial Guard soldiers appeared on the city wall, the Xiliang soldiers retreated steadily.

The battle was going exceptionally smoothly; many Imperial Guard soldiers even forgot to fight and began to scramble for ears.

The Shizu Army was currently experiencing the same situation as the Imperial Guard soldiers.

The Xiliang soldiers were fragile, as if they were fighting a group of bandits.

"Hahaha... we've broken into the city, we've broken into the city."

In front of the camp at the Nanmen, Zhao Heng stood up, pointing at the Imperial Guard soldiers occupying the city wall, his face flushed with excitement.

They were about to win the first battle.

"Your Majesty, this is somewhat wrong. Xiliang might have an ambush inside the city; we cannot let the soldiers flood into the city like this," Yang Feng frowned deeply.

How could a city guarded by 100,000 men be breached on the third day after only two days of shelling?

He only suspected there was a conspiracy involved.

Upon hearing this, the Second Prince said with dissatisfaction, "General Yang, should our Northern Expeditionary Army not win so refreshingly, and instead be beaten by the Xiliang people until the ground is soaked in blood? If you ask me, the Xiliang people must have been scared out of their wits by the Artillery."

Smiling lightly, he continued, "Father, now you should understand why Yan Wang has been able to win every battle, right? It is all because of this Artillery. With Artillery, Father, you will also be invincible and conquer all."

Zhao Heng's heart grew hotter than ever before.

He said to the Second Prince, "Hmm, it seems that is indeed the case. The power of the Artillery is actually this great; it is truly worthy of being my Divine Might General."

Among these Artillery pieces, the one he had named at the time, the Divine Might General, was included.

Thinking of this, he revealed an even greater smile, his demeanor relaxed.

"Your Majesty, you must be cautious," seeing that Zhao Heng believed the Second Prince's words, Yang Feng was anxious.

"General Yang, do not be an alarmist. Xiliang has already been defeated; this is a fact. It is impossible for there to be ambush troops inside the city," the Second Prince said, mocking him again as he saw Yang Feng wanted to continue persuading.

A flash of doubt crossed Zhao Heng's mind.

Yang Feng was a veteran general after all, and he still believed it.

He was about to withdraw his soldiers and first order a small squad of soldiers to enter the city to scout the path, when a Cavalryman galloped over, dismounted, and said, "Your Majesty, a Xiliang general has led troops to break through and escape from the North Gate."

The North Gate was guarded by the troops of the Han Family and the Wang Family; the Second Prince's expression turned awkward for a moment, then his eyes darted, and he called out loudly, "Congratulations to the Imperial Father, felicitations to the Imperial Father, a great victory in the first battle! Since the Xiliang general has fled, this means the barbican has been taken!"

His words had barely fallen when another Cavalryman came to report, "Your Majesty, the Xiliang soldiers are unable to withstand a single blow and are being routed by our army in all directions!"

"We won! We truly won!" Zhao Heng muttered, the joy in his heart surpassing for the first time the pleasure of intimacy with Xiao Shishi.

Most importantly, this merit would be recorded under his name; this was the merit of an emperor.

"Hahaha..." He could not help but let out a hearty laugh.

The Second Prince wore a smile, not forgetting to disparage Yang Feng, "Imperial Father, was I not right? If we had not surrounded the city on all four sides, causing the Xiliang soldiers to fall into despair and panic, how could we have won so easily today?"

Zhao Heng was in high spirits and nodded repeatedly, "My son did indeed have some foresight this time; very good, very good."

"Thank you for the praise, Imperial Father." The Second Prince was overcome with joy.

Yang Feng looked at the father and son, Zhao Heng and the Second Prince, his heart sinking as if into a cold pool.

What on earth was going on? He truly could not understand.

But he was clear that after this battle, Zhao Heng would certainly no longer follow his every word.

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