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"How arrogant. A mere 70,000 people dare to attack a pass guarded by 250,000 troops."

At the city wall of Zhonglingguan, Ashur looked at the soldiers of King Yan who were pouring into the trench, and his eyes narrowed.

According to the agreement reached between Britain and Russia, Beidi.

This time, he personally led 300,000 troops into Yizhou to cooperate with the powerful troops to resist the King of Yan's army.

At first, their plan was to station troops at Zhongling Pass and Jianguan Pass to lead the Qin army of King Yan.

Then he lured King Yan's royal troops deep into the south of the Yangtze River, and then concentrated his forces to annihilate the royal troops.

But the plan failed.

Immediately, they had to implement the second plan.

He and Nanliang were in the west, Mule Hongzhen was in the north, and Wu State was in the south. They pulled the defense line from three directions, spreading King Yan's troops while waiting for the arrival of British muskets and artillery.

When the time comes, they will be equipped with British muskets and artillery, attack at the weakest point of the defense line, tear open Jiangbei's defense line, and invade Jiangbei.

But unexpectedly, before the British muskets and artillery arrived, King Yan's army suddenly wanted to attack them.

"I analyzed the battles of King Yan's army in the past few years and found that this army never fights unprepared battles. The situation is probably not good." Orsky was not as optimistic as Ashur.

The war between Russia and the Western Turks has never stopped over the years.

There have been large-scale wars involving hundreds of thousands of people.

Sometimes, the outcome of a war is not determined by the number of soldiers, but by the overall strength of the army.

Ashur couldn't help but frowned.

Since he left Beidi and went to the Western Regions, he has been fighting all the time in these years, and he is also a veteran on the battlefield.

He built the huge family fortune with his own hands.

From this, he was quite proud.

In addition, Beidi suffered such a big loss at the hands of King Yan, and he was holding back his anger and wanted to fight against King Yan's army.

However, he was by no means a stupid person, otherwise he would not have survived the fighting in the Western Region.

Without a trump card, he would naturally not die.

The reason why he was so confident this time was because his army was equipped with a batch of muskets and artillery provided by the Russian state.

Another point.

King Yan's army is powerful. He can't defeat it outside the city. Could it be that he can't defeat it if he defends the city?

"Don't say these are useless. Whether it's a mule or a horse, you have to give it a try. Otherwise, can you leave Zhongling Pass and escape? I can't afford to lose this person." Ashur said.

Orsky looked at the Yan King's troops who were still pouring into the trench and frowned.

Ashur was right, they were going to fight here no matter what.

"I hope Britain's muskets and artillery can come soon." Ashur added.

After all, the country of Rus was too far away from Beidi, and it would take at least half a year for them to imitate the muskets and then transport them.

Britain could supply the first muskets within two or three months.

Hearing this, Olsky raised an arc at the corner of his mouth, "When we are equipped with front-loading rifles, King Yan's army will have no advantage, and it will only be a matter of time before King Yan is eliminated."

As he was talking, he suddenly saw a burst of fire in the distance.

"Lie down!" Olsky was shocked and immediately threw Ashur to him.

At this moment, a violent explosion occurred on the city wall in front of them, and the loud noise almost shattered their eardrums.

The royal army officially launched an attack.

"Boom boom boom..."

Next, cannonballs hit the city wall one after another, filling the air with flames and smoke.

Ashur and Olsky looked at each other with solemn expressions.

They didn't dare to get up, so they crawled to the stairs close to the ground and climbed down the city wall in embarrassment.

Before, he secretly laughed at the fact that the powerful army lost Jinling City in just a few days.

Now, he finally experienced firsthand the power of King Yan's army.

Not only the muskets, King Yan's artillery is also really different.

"The city wall is just a target. It is far less safe than the trench. We can only rely on the trench for defense." Olsky said.

It won't take long for King Yan's artillery to blow up the artillery on the city wall. There is no point in leaving troops on it.

Ashur nodded.

He immediately gathered the reserves to support the soldiers in the trenches outside the city gate at any time.

Although King Yan's army was very powerful, he did not believe that an army of 250,000 could not stop this mere 70,000 soldiers.

Even if he can't stop him, he will still make King Yan's army pay heavy casualties and consume all the soldiers of King Yan.

The combined national strength of Jiangbei, Beidi, Britain and Rus is far greater than that of King Yan.

This time, they are determined to destroy King Yan, and no one can pity their own wings anymore.

Fight to the death!

"Boom boom boom..."

The roar of artillery continued, and the howitzers in the trench fortifications dropped shells one after another into the trenches.

Each explosion kicked up clouds of dust.

The field artillery placed in the trenches by the Shi clan and Beidi was not idle either.

They aimed at the batteries in the trench fortifications, trying to destroy the howitzers.

However, before they destroyed the howitzers, they were destroyed one by one by the rifled guns of the royal army.

In just an hour, the artillery in the Zhonglingguan trench fortifications completely misfired.

In the trenches, both the powerful soldiers and the Beidi soldiers could only bear the bombardment of the royal family's troops unilaterally.

"In three days, I will blow you up to death." In the last ditch, Lu Chang stared at the opposite side with a telescope.

In this trench was a flat tent, level with the trench floor.

There are tables and chairs in the tent. This is the command room on the battlefield.

After observing for a while, Lu Chang got into the tent.

In addition to Lu Chang's camp, Qinshan and Guantong also had their own camp command rooms in the trenches.

At this moment, they are also observing the battlefield.

Seeing that the powerful tribesmen and Beidi troops in the ditch could not lift their heads under the bombardment of artillery, they sneered inwardly.

The Jinling battlefield verified the huge role of artillery in killing enemy soldiers and destroying the morale of the opposing soldiers.

Therefore, they prepared to bombard the trenches in front of Zhongling Pass for three days.

There may be an hour or two hours between each bombardment, there is no pattern.

Because after each shelling, the opposing soldiers would relax a little.

Sudden shelling can cause greater casualties to enemy soldiers.

In addition to daytime, they also conduct shelling at night.

This is to prevent the other side from sleeping peacefully and tire their soldiers.

Therefore, for the next three days, apart from the roar of artillery, the battlefield was extremely strange.

There was no fighting between the soldiers on both sides, and they all hid in the trenches without showing their heads.

The soldiers of Nanliang and Beidi were naturally avoiding the bombardment of artillery shells, while the royal troops were recharging their strength.

Waiting for the general attack in three days.

Apart from that, Ashur was the most uncomfortable.

Every day the artillery of the royal army had to plow the trenches, causing six to seven thousand casualties.

He could only keep sending reserves into the trenches to replace the dead and wounded soldiers.

After all, no one knows when the royal army will launch a charge.

With fewer troops, they were unable to defend the trenches.

On the afternoon of the third day, after suffering more than 20,000 casualties, the soldiers in the trenches were physically and mentally exhausted from the bombardment.

As the war drum roared, Ashur saw the royal soldiers climbing up from the ditch like a tide and rushing towards their side of the ditch.