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    The city-breaking artillery bombardment on the first day lasted for two full hours.

    The power of fifty city-breaking cannons was not enough to knock down the Fenyin city wall, but it was enough to ravage the entire line of the city wall until it was reduced to nothing.

    In the next few days, nearly a hundred more broken artillery pieces arrived at the front line one after another, and Yan Liang began a non-stop bombardment.

    From the initial bombardment of the city wall, Yan Liang ordered the adjustment of the range and expanded the bombardment range to include the city.

    The rain of stones from the sky rained down mercilessly into the city, ruthlessly killing the frightened Huns, old and young.

    Anyway, Yan Liang also planned to wipe out the five Xiongnu tribes. Killing them after breaking the city is no different from killing them with stone bullets now.

    Under the bombardment of stone bombs, more than 3,000 Huns were killed or injured in the city in just a few days.

    The frightened Huns could only abandon the houses and tents along the city wall. Seventy or eighty thousand people crowded into a narrow area around the center of the city.

    After seven days of continuous bombardment, the fighting spirit of the Fenyin Huns had been basically destroyed.

    At the same time, as the siege continued, the Huns' thousands of cattle and sheep had been slaughtered by them. Even the war horses had to start slaughtering the war horses.

    As a nation on horseback, if they lose their horses, the Huns will lose everything. But when they are at the end of their rope, Liu Bao has no choice but to linger on.

    Liu Bao is still holding on, but Yan Liang no longer intends to play with him. After a month of siege, it is time to close the siege.

    It was early in the morning, when the sun was rising.  One hundred thousand Chu troops have already marched out.

    Wen Chou, Zhang Liao, and Gan Ning each led 20,000 troops and gathered at the west, north, and east gates. Yan Liang took charge of 40,000 elite troops.  With Huang Zhong as the vanguard, they gathered at the south gate.

    One hundred thousand Chu troops have all boarded the city. Today, Yan Liang will use all his strength to launch the final attack on Fenyin City.

    Yan Liang holds a green dragon sword in his hand and sits on a red rabbit horse.  It is as tall as a tower, with a cold gaze directed towards the top of the city.

    The top of the head.  The red flag of the King of Chu is flying, surrounded by an overwhelming banner and a forest of swords and halberds.

    The rumble of the horn sounded.  It's as if you came from hell.

    The horn sounds.  Huang Zhong reined in his horse and moved forward slowly. The 20,000 front troops, in dozens of large and small square formations, slowly advanced with thundering steps, approaching 200 steps away from the enemy city.

    Immediately afterwards, giant city-breaking cannons began to be slowly dragged to the front of the battle.

    Half an hour later.  From west to east, a front line stretching for hundreds of steps.  More than three hundred city-breaking cannons were lined up densely.

    On the top of the city, the Huns' nerves were extremely tense, and the word terror was written on every ugly face.

    Those are more than 300 city-breaking cannons. What a terrifying force it would be if they fired like this.

    Liu Bao was also stunned, gasping for air, and his legs were even trembling faintly.

    Many days of violent bombings have completely shattered Liu Bao's fighting spirit. As a great Chanyu, not to mention inspiring his own soldiers, even he himself has been overwhelmed by the momentum of the Chu army.  To the point where I lost my sense of proportion.

    The armies have been assembled, the sun is rising in the east, and the sky is clear. It is a good time to start a battle.

    Yan Liang's knife-like eyes were filled with murderous intent. He watched the enemy for a long time, raised his whip and shouted loudly: "Blast the city!"

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    The exciting horn sounds again, and the order to bombard has been issued.

    A few seconds later, the buzzing sound of tearing the air suddenly became louder, and more than 300 giant stone bullets rose into the sky, like falling stars, and rained down on the city head.

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    ??The roaring, shattering, screaming, and all kinds of loud noises converged into a terrifying movement from the underworld.

    At the head of the city, dust is flying, the walls are crumbling, broken limbs are flying around, and blood is flying.

    Even though the soldiers of the Chu army fighting outside the city had witnessed the tragic scene of the battle to break the city in Luoyang, everyone still gasped and secretly felt horrified when they saw the old scene again today.

    Yan Liang crossed his arms across his chest, admiring such a grand scene with great interest.

    The bombardment continued, and hundreds of stone bullets continued to fall towards the city, as dense as rain, without stopping for a moment.

    In just half an hour, the Chu army fired nearly 10,000 boulders towards Fenyin South City.

    Finally, at a certain moment, a loud bang was heard, and on the left wing of the city gate, a largeThe city wall could not withstand the impact and collapsed.

    In the dust that filled the sky, a gap seven to eight feet wide suddenly appeared.

    Immediately afterwards, several city walls collapsed along the city line. The entire Fenyin South City was like a crumbling construction city. With just a slight push, the entire city wall could be overthrown.

    The time has come, there is no need to bombard anymore.

    Yan Liang raised his whip and ordered to stop shooting.

    The buzzing sound gradually subsided, the vibrations of the heaven and earth gradually returned to calm, and the dust and fog shrouded the city head slowly fell.

    Most of the Fenyin South City line has been turned into rubbish. The remaining Huns are lying in the rubble, struggling in fear.

    Seeing the enemy in such a miserable state, the Chu soldiers in front of the formation could not restrain their bloodthirsty rage, and all of them were excited and eager to kill.

    There is nothing to hesitate about!

    Yan Liang slashed forward with his long sword and said sternly: "Beat the drum, the whole army attacks"

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    The loud sound of war drums roared, and the red royal flag pointed directly at the shattered enemy city.

    In front of the formation, Huang Zhong roared violently and rode out.

    Tens of thousands of Chu soldiers in the front army surged towards Fenyin South City like the tide of a collapsed embankment.

    On the top of the city, Liu Bao climbed up from the ruins. If it weren't for Zuoyou's soldiers who used a large shield to protect him, he would have died in the violent bombardment just now.

    Before Liu Bao, who was covered in gray, could take a breath, he was horrified to find that the Chu troops outside the city had already surged up and climbed up to the top of the city from various gaps.

    "Hold on, warriors of the Great Huns, hold on to this Chanyu!" Liu Bao pulled out his sword and shouted with a trembling voice

    Those surviving Huns soldiers, holding on to their remaining thoughts of survival, climbed up from the ground and reluctantly waved their swords to fight, trying to prevent the Chu army from breaking into the city.

    However, the collapsed city wall and the gaps that were broken everywhere could not be sealed at all. Hundreds of Chu soldiers rushed up to the remaining city walls regardless of their own safety.

    "Kill all the Hulu!"

    "Kill!"

    These passionate athletes, wielding swords and spears, mercilessly attacked the frightened Huns.

    In the eyes of the Chu army officers and soldiers, the ugly heads of the Huns were just bargaining chips to exchange for merit and receive rewards and promotions. They only saw their eyes gleaming as they killed like demons.

    In a moment, the city was covered with blood.

    At the same time, the remaining three sides of Fenyin City were also shouting and killing, and Zhang Liao and other three generals also launched an attack on the city at the same time.

    100,000 troops attacked Fenyin together, the momentum was so huge.

    The number of Xiongnu on the front line of the southern city was less than 5,000. After the bombardment of the city-breaking artillery, nearly 1,000 people were killed on the spot, and the survivors were less than 4,000.

    How could four thousand Xiongnu soldiers, relying on this collapsed city wall, withstand ten times the Chu army's mad attack?

    In less than half an hour, the Xiongnu soldiers were almost dead and wounded, the city gate had been broken open, and large groups of Chu troops were rushing into the city and heading towards the city.

    At the top of the city, Liu Bao was still resisting with his sword. Liu Bao, who had been wounded several times, was still struggling to death while waving his saber.

    Liu Bao's stubborn resistance had already angered Huang Zhong. The veteran general gave a loud shout, drove away the troops, and charged at him with swords and arrows.

    "Hugou, you still dare to dare my great Chu Tianwei, you really don't know whether to live or die."

    Amidst the loud shouts, Huang Zhong jumped up, and using the momentum of his fall, he slashed the sword in his hand in the air, slashing Liu Bao's face directly.

    In the chaos of the battle, Liu Bao didn't think much and raised his saber high in a hurry, using all his strength to block the attack.

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    In the excitement of hunting, Huang Zhong flew to the ground, and the heavy knife in his hand slammed down with a huge force.

    The force of this sword is so fierce, how can Liu Bao's martial arts skills not be able to stop it.

    There was only a "thud" sound, Liu Bao couldn't support his feet, and Nuo Da's body was pressed by the huge force and he fell to his knees.

    His arms were unable to support him, and they were bent down. The frightened Liu Bao instinctively turned his head to avoid Huang Zhong's knife blade.

    But Liu Bao avoided his head, and the force of the sword in Huang Zhong's hand did not weaken. It actually chopped his armor into pieces and cut into his shoulder bone several inches deep.

    ¡°Ah~~¡± Liu Bao¡¯s pain penetrated to his bones, and he howled like a slaughtered pig.

    Huang Zhong moved his right foot and kicked Liu Bao in the chest like the wind.

    Liu Bao screamed again, and he fell down and flew two feet away, falling heavily to the ground, with his handsThe saber has also fallen from his hand.

    Liu Bao, who was seriously injured and almost vomiting blood, was still struggling to get up when Huang Zhong strode forward and stepped on his head hard.

    "You bastard, you still dare to go against my king, you are really overestimating your capabilities." Huang Zhong swung his long sword in the middle of an angry scolding.

    Blood spattered, and one of Liu Bao's arms was cut off instantly.

    Liu Bao was in so much pain that he was dying, and his heart-breaking screams were worse than killing a pig.

    Huang Zhong kicked the broken-armed Liu Bao against the wall again, and shouted coldly: "Tie up this wild dog and present it to the king for disposal."

    Zuoyou soldiers swarmed up, tied up Liu Bao who was screaming in pain, stepped on his broken arm, and dragged the Xiongnu chanyu down to the city.

    Liu Bao was captured, and the Huns' last resistance had failed.

    The five thousand Xiongnu soldiers on the front line of Nancheng were all killed in the blink of an eye. Regardless of whether they surrendered or not, the Chu army would kill them.

    At noon, the battle ended, and the other three gates were captured. A total of 15,000 Huns were killed.

    The flag of Da Chu was hung high on the top of the city. Yan Liang rode his horse and raised his sword, stepping on the bones of the Huns, and walked into Fenyin City with his head held high.

    Wen Chou rode his horse forward to meet him and shouted excitedly: "Your Majesty, we have killed all the more than 10,000 Huns soldiers, and there are more than 70,000 Huns, old, weak, women and children, all of whom have been captured. Please tell me what to do, Your Majesty."  Disposal.¡±

    "Seventy thousand Huns are quite a number." Yan Liang sneered, his stern face filled with seriousness.  (To be continued)
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