Yan Fei reached out and patted the slender cannon barrel beside him that was emitting metallic luster in the sun, and looked at the Jin soldiers outside the city with disdain.

These barbarians may still be able to dominate the country in the era of cold weapons, but they are simply vulnerable to modern industrial civilization.

Sitting on the operating table, Yan Fei adjusted the corner and pointed the four-unit muzzle at the shield and building cars slowly approaching the city wall. He stuck his sight in front of him, pressed his finger on the electric button and sneered and pressed it down hard!

The terrifying roar of artillery fire sounded instantly, and the series of dense puffs and puffs were like a deadly soul from hell. Tracer bullets visible to the naked eye dragged the long ballistic and pounced on a car on the roof.

The wooden van was very tall, filled with dead soldiers preparing to climb the city. However, as the shells roared, the entire van more than ten meters high was directly penetrated. As the wood chips flew, the Jin soldiers inside were beaten to the point of blood and flesh. Many people were even directly blown up.

The dead soldiers here were all warriors drawn from the various Jurchen tribes. They were originally planning to climb up the city wall and try hard to break the city after the tower car approached the city wall. Unfortunately, before the tower car could even set off, it was interrupted by Yan Fei with a terrifying anti-aircraft cannon. Many Jin soldiers screamed and fell from the broken tower car, leaving only half of the tower car dyed red with blood.

Yan Fei smiled and turned his eyes to another building car, turned his guns and poured dense firepower over.

When Yan Fei on the city wall used machine guns to slaughter the Jin soldiers and siege equipment, the dead soldiers composed of auxiliary troops were already coming like a tide. They carried sandbags to the moat and threw sandbags into the moat, trying to fill the water of the moat.

This action was naturally attacked by the defenders on the city walls. A dense rain of arrows roared down, shooting one dead soldiers who filled the river to the ground.

Originally, this kind of thing was done by the local people who were arrested. But most of the people around Bianliang City had fled into Bianliang City or fled far away. A small number of the arrested people had already been tortured and killed during this period. In desperation, Wanyan Zonghan could only let the Bohai people, Khitan people, do such a job with extremely high mortality rate.

Although these people have a certain amount of protective power when holding shields, shields are not omnipotent and there are always places where they cannot be protected. Moreover, those who shoot arrows on the city walls are the auxiliary troops who surrender to Yan Fei, and these people have very high archery skills.

Thousands of selected Jin soldiers and archers stepped forward to shoot against the defenders on the city walls, providing firepower support to the dead soldiers who filled the river.

However, shooting from the bottom upwards was a disadvantage. After all, Bianliang City is the capital. The continuous construction of the city walls here has made the city wall tall and thick. Moreover, the auxiliary troops who shot archers on the city walls were wearing thick armors given to them by Yan Fei, which were directly armed from the forehead to the soles of their feet.

These armors created by modern metallurgical technology have extremely strong defense and cannot be broken without heavy weapons. Although there are many bows and arrows shot from the city and are very accurate, they can be shot on these thick armors either by sparks and bounced open or leave a dent and swayed for a few times before falling.

The Jin army under the city shot up the dark cloud-like rain of arrows, but most of them were bounced and fell or inserted into the city wall. The iron cans standing at the fence of arrows were futile, and this scene greatly stimulated the Jin army.

Faced with such invulnerable enemy troops, most of the Jin soldiers were frightened, but the generals on the front line loudly encouraged the soldiers to fight hard. As long as they could break through the city of Bianliang and kill all the southern barbarians, these exquisite armor would be theirs.

Under strict supervision and encouragement, the Jin soldiers maintained their front line and continued to provide useless long-range support. The main reason why they did not collapse was that the defenders on the city walls mainly shot and killed the dead soldiers who filled the river. The Jin army did not care about the casualties of the Northern auxiliary troops. After they died, they would pull them from the Northern Territory again. There were many such slaves.

As for Yan Fei, who defeated one tower after another, the Jin army almost hypnotically forgotten him selectively.

Even if Yan Fei's machine guns were only exposed outside the scrapers, they could not shoot at all. Even if they were shot, they would not be of use at all. Previously, a group of Jin soldiers tried to kill Yan Fei's machine guns with their ejection, but attracted Yan Fei's attention. The shooting angle drew hundreds of people to death, and then no one dared to die again. They just pretended not to know that there were machine guns on the city wall.

The Jin soldiers were also fierce enough. Yan Fei's machine guns were so terrifying, but they could hold them tightly and not collapse. The courage was indeed good. Of course, this was also related to the number. If the number of machine guns was dozens, the Jin soldiers would have run away long ago.

More than 20 tall building cars outside Nanxun Gate were defeated under Yan Fei's long-range attack. Thousands of dead soldiers who were originally preparing to climb the city were beaten to death before they could get close to the city wall. They suffered heavy losses.

Seeing the terrifying light bullet on the city tower in the distance temporarily stopping and falling, the terrifying puff sound finally dissipated. Wanyan Zonghan, who was riding on the horse, held the whip tightly and his face was as gloomy as water.

Although they were all barbarians who were almost primitive tribes, this was not the case with military generals of Wanyan Zonghan. They all had good education and extremely rich experience. They had previously arranged detailed works in the Song Dynasty through several negotiation opportunities. This is also the reason why they wanted to buy food before to pass on the news.

Wanyan Zonghan also learned some news about Yan Fei. At first, he disdained the words of Yan Fei as the gods descending to earth. But that night, after he witnessed Yan Fei driving the flying monster to destroy his logistics supplies with his own eyes, he had no doubts.

Wanyan Zonghan could clearly feel that Yan Fei was intentionally letting go of him. Whether it was the terrifying beast that night, the terrifying weapon that killed people invisibly, or the terrifying attack that could destroy the tower car.

Fortunately, Yan Fei's terrible magic weapons were limited in quantity, and there were nearly 100,000 people on the Jin army, so he could barely control the army and not collapse. The fear of the unknown made him subconsciously want to retreat, but the shortage of food and grass at this time made him have no way to retreat. If he didn't capture Bianliang City, he would have to kill his horse.

"Don't worry about the building cars, let the shield cars rush quickly. As long as you rush to the downstairs of the city gate, you won't be able to hit it!" Wanyan Zonghan's eyes were very vicious. After observing for a while, he found that Yan Fei's machine gun was a dead corner under the city wall. At this time, the auxiliary troops had filled a distance of more than ten feet near the city gate, and the stone bridge that directly connected to the city gate could attack the city gate directly.

That's right, there is a stone bridge on the moat outside Nanxunmen, rather than a suspension bridge that can be pulled up.

Bianliang City has not experienced war for more than a hundred years. The original suspension bridge has long been demolished and replaced with a solid stone bridge so that the convoys coming from the canal dock not far away can enter the city smoothly. This practice does guide transportation and promote economic development in peacetime, but in wartime it is equivalent to giving the enemy the opportunity to reach the city directly.

Yan Fei, who was replacing ammunition for the machine gun, keenly noticed the movements of the Jin soldiers, frowned slightly, and then began to lower the corner to strike the shield cars that were approaching quickly.

These shield chariots made of thick wooden boards covered with cowhide are extremely strong. Not to mention bows and arrows, even crossbows may not be able to shoot through them. However, this kind of thing is as fragile as paper in front of the machine guns. The dense shells flew over and easily tore the shield into countless pieces. The Jin soldiers hiding behind the shield were also torn to pieces.

The power of the machine cannon is self-evident. As long as Yan Fei is targeted, the car will be destroyed and the person will die. And it will be torn into pieces and died extremely tragic. One shield car after another was beaten to pieces, which made the Jin soldiers waiting for the attack in the rear look frightened. This way of death, which was directly torn into pieces and exploded into blood mist, was too terrifying.

Even Wanyan Zonghan was frightened. This terrible weapon that he had never seen before really stimulated him. Because he knew very well that this terrifying weapon was powerless to stop it. Even if the flesh and blood body was worn with the thickest armor, it was useless. As for the martial arts and courage that he had been fighting for many years, it was even more a joke.

Fortunately, only one such terrible weapon was discovered for the time being, but there were hundreds of shield cars. After Yan Fei blasted many of them one after another, more than ten shield cars soon arrived at the Nanxun Gate City.

The shield cart was pushed directly into the moat, and the Jin soldiers who ran out from behind the shield cart began to smash the city walls and dig the foundations. More than a dozen strong men carried logs and hit the city gate, making a thud.

Due to the shooting angle, Yan Fei's machine guns could not hit the Jin soldiers near the city gate. When Yan Fei changed the ammunition again, more shield cars approached. After these shield cars were pushed into the water, they expanded the landfill range, and more people hid under the city wall and began to dig the city wall and hit the door.

Of course, it was impossible for the defenders on the city wall to turn a blind eye. A large number of defenders rushed up to the city tower and threw countless stones and bottles of gold juice and gray.

The stones and rolling wood are very heavy, and they will be killed and injured when carrying a shield. Whenever the boiling gold juice that emits a foul smell falls, it will be a scorching howl immediately and the skin is broken and ulcerated. In this era without antibiotics, this injury will definitely not survive.

The dust bottle fell to the ground and scattered. If it entered the eyes, it would be blind. Inhaling it into the lungs can cause death from coughing.

In addition, various types of city-defense equipment have begun to be used in turn. China's thousand-year urban offensive and defensive experience is far beyond the barbarians' understanding.

The Jin soldiers under the city gate were seriously injured, and the dead soldiers who desperately filled the river were also shot like hedgehogs by the dense rain of arrows on the city wall. The battlefield was bloody and cruel, which shocked countless people.

‘Swoosh~’ A sharp arrow roared and flew out of the city to the city tower and shot a man in the neck holding a large rock to throw it down.

Seeing this companion lying softly on the ground, the tired and sweaty companion behind him suddenly became stunned. Then, he shouted as if he was crazy and threw away the stone in his hand and turned around and ran down the city.

The sound of drawing a sword sounded, and a big head flew into the air. The headless corpse rushed forward with the help of inertia and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Go forward!" The supervisory team holding the sharp blade sternly scolded the cringing imperial guards and continued to fight.

This is a national war, and Yan Fei did not let these men go. They must make sacrifices to protect their country and their personal families.
Chapter completed!