It was a dark night, and flints covered the entire city of Luo like a rain of arrows.

The moment the flint fell, a huge deep pit was smashed on the top of the city. Even the reinforced city wall could not withstand such a fierce bombardment.

Before long, huge deep pits appeared on the city wall, and the neatly arranged gaps on the top of the city wall became ruins.

At this moment, besides the loud noise of flints and stones on the top of the city wall, there was also the endless sound of panic and wailing.

They originally thought that what awaited them was an arduous battle, but they did not expect this to be the scene.

"Boom!" There was another loud noise, and the flints and stones came one after another, and the stones on the city wall flew around like raindrops, like a violent storm. The soldiers could only watch all this helplessly, their hearts filled with despair.

Their shields were completely useless under such heavy pressure, and the flint before them was like a ruthless beast, tearing at their defenses wantonly.

"Damn it, damn it!"

Wei Xiao was furious at the scene in front of him and roared in anger, but he could do nothing.

Even he could not express the fear in his heart facing this overwhelming attack.

As the flint continued to fall, all their efforts in recent days in Luocheng, a famous city with a long history and the gateway to Hanzhou, were burned to ashes.

He knew in his heart that at this moment, Luo City was like a shaky boat that could be swallowed up by the fire at any time. It was only a matter of time before Luo City was breached.

However, he had just made a great promise to the emperor before, and now he has to go back on his word as long as he is in the city.

……

At this moment, the rebel camp was filled with an atmosphere of excitement.

The bonfire was burning fiercely, and the flickering flames illuminated the cheering faces. Everyone looked at the imperial guards on the opposite side who were running away in panic, and they all laughed heartily. This was such a prosperous battle that they had never fought before.

Since ancient times, siege battles have been synonymous with blood and tragedy. Soldiers like these are often the ones who rush to the front. They use their blood and lives to attract fierce firepower, and then the main force of the siege will charge forward.

It can be said that the capture of each city was accompanied by the deaths of countless people, which can be described as piled up with names.

But what about now?

Before they could make a move, the people on the other side had already fled in panic and the city walls had already been shattered. It could be said that there was nothing they could do from then on and victory was within their grasp!
Originally they had been prepared to make sacrifices, but now it was obvious that they would no longer be needed as cannon fodder.

How could they not be excited?
"King Wu is mighty!"

"King Wu is mighty!"

"King Wu is mighty!"

The rebel soldiers shouted in unison, their voices resounding like thunder, shaking the entire camp.

Everyone had an excited look on their face and shouted Lin Zhongyun's name. They would never forget that all this was because of Lin Zhongyun.

If it were an ordinary general, he would certainly be reluctant to sacrifice such a victory and even let his soldiers die one by one. However, Lin Zhongyun was so different.

In order to reduce their casualties, he did not hesitate to use flint on a large scale, and even spent all his resources in this battle. He simply spared no expense, which made them even more convinced.

"King Wu is not only wise and brave, but also cares about us brothers!" an old soldier said excitedly, with a hint of emotion in his voice.

During the years he had been in the army, everyone treated them, the low-level soldiers, as nothing more than dispensable stepping stones, as if their lives were not worth anything and could be used anywhere.

But now, they felt that Lin Zhongyun was extremely important. This was the first time that he valued the lives of these cannon fodders as much as his own.

"Precisely because of this, we must not be afraid. The best reward for His Highness is to capture Luo City." Another soldier suggested, with excitement in his eyes, as if at this moment, all the suffering and grievances disappeared and turned into a desire for victory.

"Yes, yes, we must not be afraid!" The soldiers around echoed one after another, their spirits high. At this moment, their eyes were burning with fire, and their hearts were surging with unyielding fighting spirit. The humiliation and helplessness of the past were completely forgotten at this moment, and replaced by firm confidence in the future.

"Now these officers and soldiers who were used to bullying others have been scared out of their wits. They don't even have the slightest desire to fight." A young soldier said excitedly. His voice was like a bell, loud and clear, and instantly resonated with more people.

"That's right, we volunteer to help save weapons for Your Highness!"

"We volunteer to join the troops!"

"We volunteer to join the troops!"

For a moment, the cheers were deafening, everyone was eager to fight, and they all petitioned to send troops.

As the soldiers' shouts continued, they became deafening and echoed throughout the camp.

Everyone's face was filled with excitement and expectation, and their eyes were shining with desire for victory and admiration for Lin Zhongyun. They were no longer those neglected low-level soldiers, but warriors shouldering glory and mission, with faith in the future burning in their hearts.

At this moment, they truly felt the unprecedented importance they had received and the infinite yearning for a better future.

They believed that under the leadership of Lin Zhongyun, they would surely see the day when the country would be peaceful and the people would be at peace.

The passionate atmosphere in the rebel camp formed a sharp contrast with the atmosphere of the completion site, which was in a state of chaos and heat.

Such commotion was also seen by Lin Zhongyun who was inside the big tent.

Listening to the deafening whistling sound, he felt moved.

He understood better than anyone that the weapon that enabled him to dominate the world was not the Ming Dynasty standard armor, nor the secretly trained Wu Dang Flying Army, nor the systems that had helped him a lot.

The ones who truly support him to where he is today and the sharpest weapons in his hands are these soldiers who firmly believe that he can unify the world.

As long as these people are there, even if he loses this time, he will have a day to make a comeback. However, he is confident that he will not lose this time, but will win the battle.

Now he has the courage and confidence to say this.

Yuan Jingxin stood aside, listening to the petition sounds outside the big tent that were like a tsunami. He felt his spirit tremble and his hair stood on end at this moment.

He was in charge of the world's intelligence, so he knew a lot of secrets, had seen a lot of rumors, and knew a lot of things.

But since ancient times, only generals have forced their soldiers to go to the battlefield to die, but there has never been a general or an army whose soldiers would be so willing to take the initiative to ask to go to the battlefield.

This is unprecedented.

If he had not seen it with his own eyes today, he would have thought it was just another exaggerated legend. This also happened to prove how high Lin Zhongyun's prestige was in everyone's hearts, which also made him firmly believe in his original choice, that following Lin Zhongyun would definitely make that scene come true.

He believed that as long as Lin Zhongyun gave the order, the soldiers under him would not be afraid even in the face of mountains of swords and seas of fire.

Yuan Jingxin secretly vowed in his heart, with a glimmer of determination in his eyes. He knew that the road ahead might be full of hardships and challenges, but he would never back down.

"Congratulations, Your Highness. Congratulations, Your Highness. With such elite soldiers, there is no need to worry about not accomplishing your great cause!" He suppressed the excitement in his heart and bowed to Lin Zhongyun.

Lin Zhongyun couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he heard this compliment. He didn't refute it immediately, but nodded with satisfaction, his eyes deep, as if he was thinking about something deeper.

Yes, with such a group of elite soldiers, why worry about not accomplishing our great cause?

But he also understood that victory in a war depends not only on the bravery of the soldiers, but also requires careful planning and rational use of resources.

In fact, the reason why he chose to use flint rain to attack the city at all costs this time was not only because he did not want to suffer too many casualties due to the siege, but more importantly, he now had this resource and could act so decisively.

There was a sentence in the history he learned in his previous life that left a deep impression on him: when the poor are in trouble, strike with precision; when the rich are in trouble, use firepower to cover the enemy's territory.

The party with powerful firepower will never engage in a head-on battle with the enemy. It will always first cover the enemy with firepower and then send a large force to clean up the remaining soldiers.

This is also an important reason why the victorious side in those major wars often has a very low casualty ratio.

Now he holds the entire Yangzhou - Daqian's arsenal, which can fully sustain such consumption. After all, in addition to training new recruits this winter, he is more actively preparing for the upcoming offensive.

As early as the beginning, he realized that conquering Hanzhou would be an extremely difficult battle, so he put a lot of effort into stockpiling equipment for sieges.

According to the current reserves of the entire Yangzhou, such a large-scale bombing of Luocheng alone can continue for more than ten rounds.

However, why would it take more than a dozen rounds of bombing to capture a city?

Los Angeles was just the first one, so their resistance was a little stronger.
However, after others saw the dismal end of Los Angeles, it would probably not take more than a few rounds for the defenders in the city to abandon the city and surrender.

Therefore, relying solely on the current ammunition reserves in Yangzhou, it is enough to capture most of the cities in Hanzhou, the last place of resistance in Daqian.

This result may not be perfect, but he is already very satisfied.

After all, he didn't think that Liu Wulie and those who finally stood on Daqian's side were fools who would surrender so easily.

Of course, he did this not only because he controlled the arsenal of Yangzhou, but also for the most important consideration, which was the threat from the northern barbarians.

It is true that the rebel army now has a huge advantage, but the threat posed by the alliance between the Northern Barbarians and Daqian cannot be ignored.

Until now, they still haven't figured out what the conspiracy is behind the entanglement between these two forces.

Everyone knows the principle of lips and teeth being cold.
Therefore, although they seem to be attacking Daqian, they are actually facing pressure and threats from the Northern Barbarians, who will definitely not sit idly by.

Rather than waiting for the Northern Barbarians to react and then interfere, it would be better to take over part of Hanzhou's cities before any of them react, and make everything a fait accompli.

Even at that time, the Northern Barbarians could only stare blankly and rage, and would not be able to pose a substantial threat to the rebels' attack.

After much thought, he realized that only such an offensive could implement his idea of ​​blitzkrieg and achieve all this.

Since then, he decided to rule the world in five days.

Then, on the first day, he would take over most of Hanzhou in one night.

When the sun rises tomorrow, some people will find that the sky has changed, while some people will only find that the sky has collapsed.

He had been planning all of this ever since he first shouted out this slogan, and it was never just empty talk.

This time, he wanted to make the seemingly unbelievable statement of ruling the world in five days become a real fact.

Looking at the flames burning in Luo City outside the tent, Lin Zhongyun nodded slightly, estimating in his heart that after a few bombings, Luo City had already become ruins, and now was the best time to attack.

What's more, their target today is not just the city of Luocheng, but half of Hanzhou.

Thinking of this, he did not hesitate and said to Yuan Jingxin in a firm voice: "Pass my order, stop the bombing now, everyone immediately follow the ladder to attack the city."

At this point, he put his hands behind his back and looked in the direction of Luo City. A cold light flashed in his dark eyes, and he said sternly: "A quarter of an hour. I hope to capture Luo City within a quarter of an hour."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Yuan Jingxin and the generals around him responded and nodded in agreement.

In the past, they would have thought such a request was a fantasy and an impossible task.

However, now, they are extremely confident that they can capture Los Angeles within a quarter of an hour.

Now they began to believe that what Lin Zhongyun said before about ruling the world in five days was not a spur-of-the-moment idea, but a decision made after careful consideration.

As the order was issued, the rebel army, which was already full of fighting spirit, immediately took action.

Huge siege engines, ladders, and battering rams were pushed onto the battlefield one by one, ready to deal the final blow to the already shattered city.

After doing all this, he continued to instruct Yuan Jingxin who was standing beside him: "Send our people out immediately. I will let the people in Hanzhou City know the news that we have captured Luocheng, the gateway to Hanzhou, as soon as possible."

"Yes, Your Highness, I will do it right away!"

Yuan Jingxin nodded slowly. He was already very familiar with these tricks.

But in his opinion, Lin Zhongyun doesn't need to do this now. How can he be safe under such firepower?
Even if we don't actively spread the news and cause panic in the city, I'm afraid no one will be able to resist the rebels.

He could only attribute Lin Zhongyun's behavior to the fact that he did not want to see more people displaced and suffering.

"Ok!"

Lin Zhongyun nodded and continued, "In addition, according to the previous plan, we should immediately spread the news that Daqian is secretly plotting, so that the Northern Barbarians and Daqian will have a rift. This plan of alienation cannot be left behind."

Just as he was arranging his troops, the ground outside Luo City began to shake. Ladders and battering rams appeared on the battlefield with a sense of oppression like a mountain... (End of this chapter)