Chapter 841: Annihilation

"General, we are surrounded; Yan Wang's soldiers are everywhere!"

The fierce battle was in full swing when a Shizu Army general who had escaped from the perimeter said this to Xie Kang.

The general had lost his helmet, and his body was stained with blood.

This blood all belonged to soldiers who had been blown to pieces.

Xie Kang was currently surrounded by a multitude of soldiers.

His gaze was fixed firmly on Nanmen; he had no energy to spare for other directions.

Hearing this, he was both shocked and furious, shouting, "Then why did you come back? Why aren't you out there blocking them?"

The general said sorrowfully, "General, this subordinate cannot hold them back. In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, over half of the soldiers under my command have died. Now, hearts are filled with panic, and some soldiers are taking the opportunity to clamor for surrender to Yan Wang's soldiers."

Xie Kang was even more incensed, "In the face of battle, strict laws must be applied. Immediately execute the soldiers clamoring to surrender. I will give you another three thousand men; go at once."

The general nodded and led the soldiers toward the south.

He had been soundly defeated by the Wangfu Army commanded by Pang San.

However, he had not even led the reinforced soldiers three hundred meters away.

Suddenly, he saw a large group of soldiers surging toward them in chaotic order, like a swarm of headless flies, and every one of them wore a look of terror.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

Just then, a burst of gunfire rang out.

This gunfire sounded as if it were only thirty or forty meters away.

The fleeing Shizu Army soldiers kept falling.

Looking in the direction of the gunfire, he saw many Wangfu Army soldiers appearing on the roofs of the surrounding houses.

They were lying on the back of the eaves, firing continuously.

From time to time, Yan Wang's soldiers would stand up and throw those explosive weapons at them.

Yet, when he had gone to Xie Kang to ask for reinforcements, Yan Wang's soldiers had not yet occupied this area.

"I can't take it anymore! I surrender! I surrender!"

Amidst the dense gunfire, Shizu Army soldiers kept dropping their weapons, raising their hands, and kneeling down.

And along the wide main street in the center of Changcheng, there were kneeling soldiers everywhere.

After the Shizu Army soldiers surrendered, Yan Wang's soldiers indeed stopped shooting them.

"Those who surrender will be killed without mercy!" the general roared, bracing himself.

Drawing his sword, the general stepped forward to execute the surrendering soldiers kneeling on the ground, attempting to stop the army's trend of surrender.

As he raised his sword to strike the second surrendering soldier, his movements suddenly froze.

Then, the sword slipped from his hand, and his whole body fell backward.

His forehead was a bright red mess, with blood gushing out; he had been struck by a bullet.

At this moment, on a rooftop more than one hundred and fifty meters away from the general, a Wangfu Army soldier muttered, "The seventh."

"Shunzi, your marksmanship is getting more and more precise; I'm so envious," a soldier beside him said with undisguised envy.

Before the Qin-series rifles were issued, this soldier named Shunzi had already demonstrated precise marksmanship during the offensive.

After receiving the Qin-style Rifle, he was even more like a fish in water.

Because his marksmanship was accurate,

their Camp Colonel had specifically arranged for two soldiers to accompany and protect Shunzi.

This allowed Shunzi to specialize in sniping Shizu Army officers of all ranks on the battlefield.

They knew well that the Shizu Army's system could not compare to the army from Jiangbei.

If the main general of the Jiangbei army died in battle, the Vice General would immediately be promoted to main general, and other officers of various ranks would fill in sequentially.

Furthermore, even if their units were scattered, they could temporarily join the units of other officers.

Provided they lost their commander, they only needed to follow an officer of higher rank than themselves.

The Shizu Army, however, was very rigid, relying on core descendants of the Rich Clan and powerful families as key officers.

Once they died, ordinary soldiers could not fill in as temporary officers.

Moreover, the Wangfu Personal Army had far higher tactical literacy from top to bottom than the Shizu Army.

Officers above the rank of Team Leader often went to the Military Academy for further training.

In daily life, Team Leaders would also gather soldiers after battles to summarize battlefield experience.

Therefore, even ordinary soldiers understood some battlefield tactics.

On the battlefield, they were fully capable of filling in for positions like Team Leader, Flag Leader, and Platoon Leader.

"Hehe, my mother said I've had sharp eyes since I was small. Others couldn't see the cicadas in the trees, but I could spot them with a glance. Later, I threw stones to hit birds; even if I didn't hit them every time, I could always knock down one out of ten." Shunzi's expression was neither sad nor happy, his heartbeat had no fluctuations, and he chatted with the soldier beside him while searching for new targets on the battlefield.

Finding another Shizu Army officer, he moved his muzzle over.

And at the position of the officer he had just shot, the Shizu Army had already fallen into chaos.

Other soldiers of the Third Army were charging over, and more Shizu Army soldiers were surrendering, kneeling on the ground in rows.

"Bang!" Another shot.

However, this time Shunzi did not hit his target; he was not discouraged, reloaded, and fired again.

At this moment, the Shizu Army officer who was urging his soldiers to fight suddenly fell from his horse.

But this shot did not hit a vital spot; it seemed to have struck his shoulder.

Nevertheless, this was enough to make the Shizu Army officer temporarily unable to command.

Afterward, he continued to search for Shizu Army officers within the Shizu Army.

But because there were too many people, officers were not so easy to find, so he began shooting the resisting Shizu Army soldiers instead.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The dense sounds of gunfire and Hand Grenade explosions continued.

The Shizu Army retreated step by step, leaving behind a large number of surrendering soldiers.

Equipped with the Qin-style Rifle, the buildings within the city became the best cover for the Wangfu Army.

They no longer arranged themselves into dense formations to exchange fire with the Shizu as they had before.

Instead, they fired from behind various obstacles.

Under this style of fighting, the Shizu soldiers were at a loss, as if they suddenly did not know how to fight a war.

Spread out, the Yan Wang soldiers shot them down one by one.

When they arranged themselves into line formations, the Bullets of the Prince's Personal Army flew in from all directions, treating them like target practice.

At the same time, they had no way to deal with the Yan Wang soldiers behind the obstacles.

They could only passively take the beating.

Moreover, from time to time, something would fly over and explode in their midst.

Thus, after holding out for only one hour.

The Shizu Army completely collapsed.

Forty percent of the soldiers surrendered; the soldiers who had returned from Jiangbei had described the good life in Jiangbei to them.

They had long since lost their former hatred for Jiangbei and for Yan Wang.

They even faintly looked forward to returning to their homeland.

It was just that they had all been swept up by the great army, unable to act on their own.

Now that the army had been scattered, they had completely lost their will to fight.

Due to the fierce firepower of the Wangfu Army, fifty percent of the soldiers became casualties during the attack.

When they completely surrounded the Nanmen, only two or three thousand men remained by Xie Kang's side.

And the Nanmen remained as solid as a rock at this moment; Xie Kang had not managed to take it.

Surrounding the remaining Shizu Army, Pang San said coldly, "Surrender, or die!"

"Surrender, or die!" the Wangfu Army shouted in unison, the waves of sound rushing toward Xie Kang.

"Hahaha..." Hearing this, Xie Kang laughed miserably.

He roared: "True members of the Shizu will never surrender!"

"No surrender, no surrender!" the Shizu officers and soldiers around Xie Kang roared.

They were all core members of the Xie, Wang, and Han families.

Ever since they rebelled against Da Song, they knew there was no turning back.

Xie Kang walked step by step to the very front and continued: "Go back and tell your Yan Wang that he has won against us, but he cannot win against everyone. And right now, he happens to be a thorn in everyone's side, a splinter in their flesh. Before long, the remaining Shizu armies will join forces with the Western Lands army to raze Jiangbei to the ground! And tear Yan Wang into ten thousand pieces."

"You're overthinking it; we will send them all to the underworld together to keep you company," Pang San said coldly, "Fire!"

He would not allow anyone to insult His Highness Yan Wang.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

As Pang San's order fell, countless Bullets flew toward the remnants of the Shizu Army.

The gunfire ceased, and the Shizu Army in Changcheng was completely annihilated.

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