The city of Busagen is indeed not big, and more than 8,000 defenders can be arranged on one wall against the sky, and more than 30,000 on four walls.

Morozov stubbornly believed that the city of Busagan would never be able to resist the attack of 120,000 people, but the Rakshasa people had the support of the Rakshasa people, and Liu Hongjian also had Liu Hongji's plan.

Along with fifty howitzers, grenades were also delivered, not much, more than fifty thousand.

Coupled with the more than 60,000 grenades that Liu Hongjian brought with his army, there were more than 110,000 grenades in total, and these were the gifts that Busagen City gave to the Rakshasas.

He is strong, he is strong, the bright moon shines on the river, he is horizontal, and the breeze caresses the hills.

Aren't you a fighting people? Then let's fight!

You use your body like a woolly bear, and Lao Tzu uses these 110,000 grenades.

Soon, tens of thousands of Rakshasas rushed to the city walls on all sides with ladders on their shoulders, and Zhu Cihong's scalp was numb when he saw the overwhelming formation.

"Liu Qing, are you sure we can hold it?"

It's no wonder that Zhu Cihong said this, the formation of tens of thousands of people attacking the city is still very spectacular, but spectacular is secondary, if the defense fails, it is likely that his head will not be protected.

The reason why he can still pretend to be calm is because he believes that Liu Qing also cares about the head on his neck.

"If I say I'm not sure, what will the emperor do?" Liu Hong gradually stabilized like an old dog, and by the way, he also pretended to be a force.

"That's a big deal, just die here, you can't run away anyway, Liu Qing, and...... I have more sons than you! Zhu Cihong heard Liu Hong's ridicule and said very unhappily.

Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom

Bombardment, constant bombardment, groups of soldiers from the city carried the wooden boxes containing grenades to the city wall, and the soldiers on the city wall immediately opened the safety and threw them outside the city like throwing turnips and cabbage.

Anyway, outside the city wall, Wuyang and Wuyang are all Rakshasas, and they can kill people if they throw them casually.

In addition to the grenade throwers, there were less than half of the musketeers on the walls, who were responsible for dealing with the Rakshasas who were climbing the walls.

"Ahh

A Rakshasa soldier was trying to climb the city wall, but the soldiers who climbed the ladder halfway down were all killed, and the long wooden ladder lost its support and fell to the side, and the soldier screamed in despair to meet death.

The city of Busagen was like a killing machine, with countless besieging Rakshasas becoming lambs to the slaughter, with grenade hell at the bottom and musket fire at the top.

It was so tragic that several of his subordinates turned their heads to look at Morozov, who was waiting for Morozov's order to retreat.

Morozov's heart was bleeding, but he still refused to retreat with a blank face.

An hour had passed, and the corpses of the Rakshasas outside the city walls had been piled up, and the distance from the ground to the head of the city was constantly shortening.

"Made, the Rakshasa Dog is really not afraid of death, this king doesn't believe it!" Liu Hong gradually pointed to the corpse mountain under the city and said to Zhu Cihong.

There must have been about thirty or forty thousand people in the mountain of corpses outside the four walls, and it was only a little more than an hour, which was an incredible thing before the prevalence of thermal weapons.

In fact, not many people died in a single day of war.

It's just that as time passed, Liu Honggradually also probably knew Morozov's tactics, and this guy wanted to fill in the outside of the city with corpses.

And at present, the Rakshasas have completed more than half of it, and if it is really equal, the Ming army will have to fall into melee combat and melee with the Rakshasas.

In that case, not only the grenades and artillery will not work, but even the muskets will have little effect, and the war will become a complete white-knuckle battle.

Liu Hongjian didn't want to see that kind of formation at all.

"Two stunned, carry the small steel cannon to the city wall, and give me a hard blow!"

"Jin Yangming, have you seen the Maozi officer who shouted Ulla the hardest? Give him a shuttle! Liu Hong gradually commanded all the resources around him like a jumping prawn.

"Okay, look at me!" Jin Yangming immediately put a new magazine on AKM, and said excitedly.

"How about Tempo, have you found the commander of the Rakshasas?" Liu Hong gradually walked to Yang Tianbao's side and said.

The lessons of the past and the future are the teachers of the future, the Rakshasa people are also very smart this time, and after fighting for so long, Liu Hong was stunned that he didn't find the commander of the other party.

After all, the AKM has a good reputation, especially the Dutch and Rakshasa have a painful skin, and neither Alexei nor Morozov has shown up on the battlefield.

"Not yet, but I feel like he's definitely in that area!" Yang Tianbao pointed to a very hidden military tent road behind the Rakshasas.

There were also sandbags piled up around the tent, and there were rows of soldiers waiting for them.

"It's too far away, and there are sandbags and tents in the way, how can I hit it." Liu Hong gradually frowned and said.

"It's a miss, but you can try to force them out." Yang Tianbao immediately told Liu Hong his plan.

Not long after, the twelve snipers of the sniper team all gathered around Yang Tianbao and fired at the military tent in the distance.

Although the distance was not close, the effective killing distance of the AKM was a full 1,000 meters, and the bullets could not be used to make up the head, and it was not long before the top of the tent in the army was strafed with bullet holes.

It's just that the way the Rakshasa people responded directly to Liu Hongjian and Yang Tianbao in the face, Morozov was indeed in that tent, and in fact, the salvo of twelve AKMs really startled him.

But Morozov immediately mobilized the heavy shield and shifted his position, and the AKM bullets hit the heavy shield two or three inches thick, splashing sparks but not doing anything.

"Made, it's a pity!" Liu Hong gradually watched as Morozov shifted his anger and smashed his fist on the city wall.

Morozov still did not give the order to retreat, he did not believe that the Ming army ran out of grenades, he just had to wait until the walls were filled, and that was when the balance of victory tipped in his favor.

After all, he also had a grenade in his hand, and in a situation surrounded on all sides, that was when he came to collect the interest.

It's just that if Liu Hongjian knew his thoughts, Liu Hongjian would definitely laugh.

The largest of the arsenals under the Ordnance Institute is hand grenades, and there has been no major war for more than a year, and grenades have long been piled up in several secret arsenals of the Ordnance Institute.

The fact that the military department and the household department brought so many grenades in the name of increasing supplies did not rule out the possibility that they would be left out for too long and damaged.

The battle lasted from noon to afternoon, and from afternoon to evening, and the explosions under the city walls never stopped, and Morozov's and Liu Hongji's brows became more and more furrowed.

The former was considering how many grenades there were in the city, while the latter was worried that it would not be conducive to defending the city after dark, after all, the corpse mountain was too high.

After a while, it was completely dark, Morozov sighed and ordered a temporary retreat, and the faces of the few around him finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Morozov bowed his head and came out of the tent, he was going to meet Alexei, by the way to bear Alexei's wrath and explain to him why he did it.

And Liu Hongji, who was in the other city, was also thinking hard.

You have to find a way to clean up these corpses, otherwise it will be a bad thing at night, Liu Hong gradually said to himself.

But what to do? Take advantage of the night to send troops out of the city to clean up? No way, the Rakshasas must be waiting for him to get out of the city!

Do you want to get some firewood? It's also unrealistic, it's okay to burn from the bottom up, but his people can't go down, what can I do.

"Firewood...... Fire...... Burn...... Pregnant! Liu Hong gradually slapped the table and jumped off Zhu Cihong.

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