Chapter 919: What is arrogance? Bombardment of Seoul

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call……

Everyone fell silent.

They looked at each other, and both could see the disbelief in the other's eyes.

Looking at Mao Wenlong is like looking at a fool...a madman.

You, Mao Wenlong, are rampant in the Dongjiang River and call you the Great Wall of the Ming Dynasty. That is helpless to you. Do you really think you are awesome?

You are so awesome, why don't you dare to fight Jian Nu?

This is fucking Seoul, the capital of North Korea.

But they can only think about it, but they don't dare to say it.

"Commander Maodu, let me ask you a few questions! Do you know where this is? Do you know how high the city wall is? Do you have ladders to attack the city? How many people are you prepared to die?"

Without waiting for Mao Wenlong's response, the speaker continued: "This is Hanyang City, the capital of North Korea. Although North Korea is not big, Hanyang City is not big either.

But the city wall is fully ten meters high, and even the riding wall is almost twelve meters long. The city foundation is eight meters thick, and the horse path is five meters wide.

You don’t have a ladder to attack the city. Are you going to build a human wall to climb up or use shovels to dig down the wall? "

"Yes, at the beginning, tens of thousands of the three-party coalition forces of the Jiannu slaves attacked for a whole morning before they broke through a gap and rushed into the city at the cost of many lives. Hanyang City was breached. You six or seven thousand people could barely block the city gate. Bar!"

"Commander Maodu, although what we say is unpleasant, it is the truth. You have been on Phi Island for so many years, and you should know about Toyotomi Hideyoshi's invasion by tens of thousands of people.

Although we were defeated, they suffered heavy casualties when they attacked Hanyang City. It was an attack of 140,000 people, twenty times your number! "



Question after question made Mao Wenlong sneer.

With such a fearful mentality, it is no wonder that he was destroyed by the slave-building coalition!

"Since you are so afraid, then today the Japanese commander will completely destroy the courage in your hearts!"

Mao Wenlong snorted coldly in his heart.

Then he looked at everyone coldly, filled with murderous intent, and the right hand of the guard behind him had already pressed on the hilt of the knife at his waist.

As if feeling the killing intent, everyone shut up instantly and looked at Mao Wenlong with some flinching.

"Don't compare Toyotomi Hideyoshi with the general, and don't compare Fuso with Daming. They are trash. Could it be that I, Daming, am also trash?

Why did you just ask this general? I will tell you that the seven thousand people behind me are the reason.

Since you don’t believe it, I will let you see today what is the true combat power of the Ming Dynasty sergeant!

The proud city of Seoul in your eyes is just a taller fortress in our eyes, which can be broken down in a quarter of an hour.

Those slave-building coalition forces are just stronger ants and can be crushed to death at any time! "

Mao Wenlong spoke very fast, and everyone who listened was stunned.

But Mao Wenlong did not give them a chance to speak. Instead, he got on his horse, drew his sword, and said loudly: "Send the order, the whole army is ready, and prepare to attack in a quarter of an hour!"

"If you have the courage, follow up and see how I can break through your broken city wall in a quarter of an hour!"

The army, which had been prepared for a long time, had already moved towards the west wall of Seoul.

The three-party alliance of Jiannu and slaves on the city wall looked at the slowly approaching Ming army of less than ten thousand, with disdain in their eyes, but still commanded the sergeants to start the defense.

Two miles away, it only takes a quarter of an hour.

The Ming army had arrived three hundred meters away from the city wall, and they could already see the appearance of the slave-building coalition on the city wall.

Amidst the doubts of the Jiannu coalition forces and the North Korean city lords, more than a thousand people rushed out from the Ming army and divided into five rows.

Carrying dark cylinders and wooden boxes, they stopped one hundred and fifty to two hundred meters away from the city wall, and then dug something in the ground.

At this distance, the bows and arrows of the slave-building coalition were powerless.

The Ming army was busy below the city, while Sergeant Fusang and the people on the city wall were full of panic and worry.

The army came to Seoul, but did not attack. This made the defenders on the city wall confused about the situation. They did not know whether Mao Wenlong's army had bypassed the coalition army, or whether there was something wrong with the coalition army that was attacking Seoul.

After all, the Qingchuan River was cut off by the armies of Mao Wenlong and Sun Chuanting ten days ago. They lost contact with the army and could not figure out the situation of the army. The same was true for the people and officials of North Korea.

The garrison generals on the city wall were discussing, and the people in the city were even talking about it.

"Have you heard? There are tens of thousands of Ming troops outside the city, and they have surrounded Seoul!"

"Finally, Ming's army has arrived, we are saved!"

"Don't be too happy, I heard it's Mao Wenlong's army!"

"What? Mao Wenlong, the robber?"

"Hey, just out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's den, Mao Wenlong can defeat the slave-building alliance, but he will also rob it!"

"Regardless of plundering or not, at least the slave-building coalition forces have been driven away, and our lives are guaranteed!"

"Huh, plunder? He still needs to be capable. His Pi Island only has 30,000 people at best. Even if they are all transferred here, can they attack Hanyang City?"



They were afraid that the remnants of the three slave-building parties would kill on their deathbed.

They were also afraid of looting by Mao Wenlong's army. After all, Mao Wenlong had done this not once or twice.

Amid the discussion, Qianhu Feng Lei from the Firearms Battalion reported to Mao Wenlong that the preparations were completed.

"Attack!"

"yes!"

Qianhu Feng Lei put the bamboo whistle hanging on his chest into his mouth and stared at the city wall with warlike eyes.

After several rounds of firing tens of thousands of thunder bombs at the Liaohe East Wasteland Ferry, outside Liaoyang City, along the Yalu River, and blocked by Dangwan City, they had basically figured out the properties of the thunder cannons, and now they were practicing in Hanyang City.

call out……

A sharp bamboo whistle sounded.

The sergeant in charge of ignition put the torch close to the fuse of the thunder cannon, but started from the first row to delay the time for half a breath.

Sparks were flying and smoke was rising.

boom……

boom……

boom……

Amidst the jets of fire and thick smoke, loud noises resounded for miles around.

The countless city lords and aristocratic family heads in the army who were watching the excitement were so frightened that many fell off their horses, and many even peed their pants.

Fires flashed, smoke filled the air, rocks shot out, and figures flew.

boom……

boom……

boom……

In shock, loud noises were heard again, and countless black spots fell towards the city wall again.

The smoke and dust became thicker, and the area within 100 meters centered on the explosion was shrouded in thick smoke and disappeared from everyone's sight.

But the Feilei Artillery Battalion was not idle. The five rows of battle lines were quickly adjusted into two rows, three meters apart. The battle lines stretched out to a length of nearly a mile, occupying one third of the city wall.

In just a few breaths, the flying thunder cannon fired three or four rounds again.

Looking at the city wall shrouded in smoke and dust, Mao Wenlong waved his hand, and a team of three thousand people rushed to the city wall under the dust.

I saw that each of these sergeants covered their noses with gauze. They were in groups of four, two of them carrying a large shield, one with a knife hanging on his waist and a small bag on his back, and one with a bow and quiver on his back. They quickly disappeared into the smoke. among.