Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 915: Bombarding Jingnan Prefecture

Just as the two sides were confronting each other, Lin Feng's fifty cavalrymen were blocked in the middle of the street by thousands of soldiers and horses.

The next moment, countless soldiers emerged from the roofs on both sides of the street, each with a bow and arrow drawn, aiming at the fifty cavalrymen on the street.

The situation is becoming increasingly serious.

Lin Feng looked around. He knew that there were many eyes watching in the dark, waiting to see how he, Lin Feng, could break the deadlock.

Should I dismount and surrender my weapons, or charge into battle desperately?

In short, it was all very disadvantageous to Lin Feng. With just these fifty cavalrymen in front of him, they could not shake the thousands of government troops.

No matter what actions Lin Feng took, he would be surrounded by numerous government troops, and then captured and taken back to the Jingnan government office to await punishment.

Perhaps, Lin Feng will escape from the encirclement on his own and become the target of capture by the masters of the hermit sect hiding in the dark.

After a moment of silence.

Lin Feng waved to Pei Qiyin and asked her to come closer.

"Tell them to take precautions and shoot down the archers on the roof."

Pei Qiyin hesitated: "General, we should abandon our horses and run into the house to play hide-and-seek with them."

Lin Feng frowned: "You let me, such a big shot, play hide-and-seek with them, what are you thinking? Just follow orders."

Pei Qiyin shouted yes, turned around and waved to Ye Liangcai and others.

"Everyone take precautions and knock down the things on the roof."

All the guards immediately took off the shields hanging on the saddles, hung them on their chests, raised their double-barreled shotguns with both hands, and aimed at the archers on the roof.

"shot."

At the command, puffs of green smoke suddenly spurted out from the shotguns in the hands of the fifty guards. Amidst the flashes of fire, a thunder-like sound shook everyone's eardrums.

The archers on the roof began to fall down like dumplings.

Some archers began to shoot arrows downwards.

The two sides then started shooting at each other.

After two rounds of shooting, the archers on the roofs on both sides lay down and no longer showed their heads.

They were all frightened by the powerful firepower.

Thousands of government troops in front and behind were also in a commotion, with shock and fear mixed in.

The general leading the team was even more at a loss.

He didn't want to take action. He just wanted to use his numbers to force Lin Feng and others to surrender their weapons, and then take them back to complete the mission.

Who knew that the other party was so tough that they dared to open fire in the face of thousands of troops. Who gave them the courage?

The battle was not fierce. After all, no one wanted to start a war. On one side was the Duke of Jingguo, and on the other side was the Jingnan Prefecture Army. They were all the same people.

I don’t know what got into the heads of the higher-ups to force them to close the door and arrest people.

After a burst of gunfire, the two sides fell into a standoff again.

Pei Qiyin turned to look at Lin Feng.

What I mean is, what is your purpose in shooting like this?

Lin Feng sat on his horse, silent for a moment.

He was waiting, what did the gunshots mean?

Of course, it means that he had a fight with someone in Jingnan City.

If his warships were anchored at the Jinjiang wharf and the leader heard gunshots from the city, how would he react?

Apart from Lin Feng's team, no other team was equipped with shotguns. Therefore, if the warship leader had a brain, he would know that something had happened to Lin Feng in the city.

Then, how to do it will test his ability to respond.

The leader of the warship that Lin Feng was riding on was a middle-aged man named Sun Zhanzhou. He had been sailing on Jinjiang for many years and was very familiar with the waterways.

Lin Feng had communicated with him before and knew that this guy was very smart and had his own ideas.

So, this time Lin Feng took a gamble, and it depends on whether Sun Zhanzhou can give him a surprise.

After two rounds of gunfire, both sides calmed down temporarily.

Less than half a quarter of an hour passed, and just as both sides were thinking about what to do next, they suddenly felt the ground shake, followed by a huge roar outside the city.

The next moment, the south gate tower of Jingnan City shook.

There was a loud bang of thunder, exploding in front of the city gate.

This is a warship on the Jinjiang dock, firing its cannon.

Sun Zhanzhou lived up to Lin Feng's expectations. After hearing the gunshots in the city, he decisively ordered the artillery to fire at the city gate.

There was a bang, then a second, a third...

The four cannons on the warships exploded in succession, directly bombarding the south gate tower of Jingnan City, causing it to shake, debris to fly everywhere, and the watchtower on the tower was blown into pieces.

The two heavy city gate doors were also shaking, revealing a slight gap.

The four consecutive hits brought a smile to Lin Feng's face.

Well, this Sun Zhanzhou is a talented person.

Of course, Lin Feng would not rely entirely on Sun Zhanzhou. If there was no bombardment, he could just go across the city by himself, return to the warship, and fire again.

By then, Lin Feng would fire the shells into the Jingnan government office.

Whether or not one can survive the fierce artillery fire depends on the quality of the burial place of Zhao Chuanzhi, the ancestral tomb of the Jingnan prefect.

After four shots, there was a temporary silence.

Nangong Yan could no longer stay at this time. He saw that the city gate was blown up so badly. How could he defend against the pirates from behind?

He didn't understand why these same people were fighting each other. Wouldn't this just give the pirates an advantage?

The war horses galloped wildly, forcing the cavalry in front to make way. Nangong Yan rode away and headed straight for Lin Feng's fifty cavalry.

"Hey, Duke, stop hitting me, stop hitting me..."

Nangong Yan had sweat on his face as he ran all the way to Lin Feng's horse, bowed with a wry smile.

"My Lord, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

Then he turned around and waved to the team blocking the city gate.

"Everyone, get out of my way! Whoever is blind enough to block the Duke's path, go ahead and die if you want to. Why would you want to implicate the Jingnan Prefecture?"

He said this not only to ask the soldiers to make way, but also to let the people in the dark hear it.

If you high-level officials have conflicts, go fight somewhere else instead of bringing disaster to the soldiers and civilians in the entire Jingnan Prefecture.

Upon hearing his order, the soldiers standing in front of the city gate no longer wanted to stay any longer and immediately retreated to both sides.

There was a clattering sound of armor, and a wide path was made in the middle.

The soldiers inside the city gate also tried hard to pull open the slightly tilted city gate.

The suspension bridge crashed to the ground.

Sun Zhanzhou was on the warship, watching the movement ahead. He originally wanted to wait for a quarter of an hour before firing a few more shots.

I saw the city gate open and the drawbridge drop.

A smug smile appeared on his face.

I have never seen anyone who can withstand my artillery bombardment. Under such divine power, people are terrified. Those who dare to confront me are all the best heroes.

Nangong Yan smiled and said, "Duke, if you want to leave, just tell me and I will respectfully escort you out of the city."

Lin Feng also smiled and said, "I wanted to say hello, but I was afraid that General Nangong would be embarrassed. Now it's easier to talk."

"That's right, that's right. The Duke's aura is so great that no one can gossip about him."

Nangong Yan smiled awkwardly.

Lin Feng pulled up the reins and said, "General Nangong, please stay."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and a group of fifty riders started up and rushed towards the city gate.

In an attic in the southern capital of Jingzhou, there is a spacious flower hall with four or five old men sitting inside.

Judging from their appearance, they are all in their sixties, and some even look to be in their seventies or eighties.

But his demeanor was so grim that the entire flower hall was filled with a tense atmosphere.