At the beginning of the civil castle, the Ming God of War was a little panicked

Chapter 243
In May of the 16th year of Zhengtong, the capital of Champa was Sangha Bharat.

King Zhancheng was discussing the next battle plan with the few remaining soldiers. The scene was very depressing, because everyone present knew that relying on their own strength, it was impossible to fight against An Nanguo anyway.

"Your Majesty, it's not good!"

A guard came rushing over, panting heavily, and said, "Annan's army has moved another fifty li to the south, and has already reached the city!"

This king of Champa is actually the Maha Pancha, the son of King Champa.

The princess Xuanzhen that Zhu Qizhen met was the sister of Maha Pancha, her full name was Maha Xuanzhen.

Mahe Gui, who went to Ming Dynasty together with Princess Xuanzhen, is the uncle of Maha Pancha.

As for Maha Pancha's father, the old king of Champa Mahabharata, he has been captured by Annan's army and taken to Tsinghua City for more than a year.

At first, Maha Pancha, the heir of King Champa, acted as an agent of the government, and the throne was always empty. As the battle line continued to move south, Maha Pancha felt that there was no hope of rescuing his father, so he directly ascended the throne as king and led the crowd to launch a final counterattack.

However, even if the people of Champa share the same hatred, they still cannot stop the footsteps of Annan's army.

Hearing the news that the soldiers were approaching the city, Maha Pancha's face turned pale. These days, he couldn't eat every day, couldn't sleep at night, and was in extreme anxiety for a long time. When this day really came, he felt relieved.

Death is not scary, but the process of waiting for death is scary.

Although this day came earlier than expected.

Forget it, now that I finally know the date of my death, so be it!
"Everyone, we have no way out, we can only fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

All the soldiers also made preparations for the last fight. If they fail, they will be benevolent!

In the early morning of the next day, Champa King Maha Pancha personally led the army, preparing for the final decisive battle.

Looking at the overwhelming Annan army under the city, he knew that this battle of Zhancheng was more or less auspicious, and he feared that after today, there would be no more Zhancheng in the world...

"Report!"

Maha Pancha turned his head to look, and saw that it was his own soldier, with a flustered expression.

"Why panic, the Annan people are attacking?"

"Your Majesty, in the secret passage of the city, I found the guard of Her Highness the Princess!"

"What did you say?"

Maha Pancha was startled. It has been half a year since her sister, Princess Xuanzhen, went to Daming as an envoy. Could it be that something unexpected happened...

At this time, a man covered in blood was held up and came to the front.

Maha Pancha hurriedly asked, "Where is Your Highness the Princess?"

This person is dying, and it can be seen that he is risking his life to cross the enemy's line of defense and will definitely bring important information.

"His Royal Highness...brought news that Daming...Da Ming...has dispatched troops. This is...His Royal Highness...a personal letter..."

call!
Maha Pancha let out a long breath, and his expression became excited.

Daming finally sent troops!
He took the blood-stained letter with trembling hands, opened it, and glanced at it with a strange expression.

It can be seen that Daming does not want to make a loss-making business. Although he agreed to send troops, these terms, such as the sale of Saigon Port, free trade, free access to Champa territory, etc., are really too much in normal times.

However, now that Champa is at the point of life and death, it is understandable for the princess to make concessions.

When Princess Xuanzhen was sent to Daming in person, she also had this consideration.

Because An Nanguo was between Daming and Zhancheng, it was very difficult to send a messenger to travel.

Not to mention that this trip is full of dangers, if it comes to Daming, this person must be able to call the shots.

Otherwise, the negotiation will be deadlocked, and if you spread the word on both sides, the Annan people will kill you long ago!
Therefore, when Princess Xuanzhen was negotiating with Daming, she had to be able to represent Champa and make a decision on the spot.

As for these conditions set out by Daming, even if he were himself, he could only agree to them.

"Da Ming agrees to send troops!"

Maha Pancha held up the blood-stained letter, hope rekindled in his eyes.

All the soldiers immediately became excited, this news is so exciting!
Now that Daming has already dispatched troops, the Annan people must allocate half of their troops and go north to block the attack.

No wonder the soldiers on the front line attacked the city in such a haste. Now it seems that they are the ones who are so anxious.

"Gentlemen, now we only need to defend to the death. When the soldiers arrive tomorrow, the enemy will be defeated!"

The news spread quickly, and the soldiers and civilians in Champa rekindled hope.

When An Nanguo's army attacked the city, they found that something was wrong.

Whether it was declaring war or shouting curses, the other party was always huddled in the city.

So Annan's army pulled out its artillery and began to attack.

The artillery technology of the Annan people is no less than that of Ming Dynasty. Li Shulin and his son of the Ministry of Industry were captured when Emperor Taizong conquered Annan.

However, their artillery is still at the stage of big iron bumps.

It's not that Annan people don't study flower bombs, it's mainly due to the limitation of technological means. The flower bombs of this era have their own explosive properties, and the artisans who dare to study flower bombs basically don't survive.

boom!
boom!
With the sound of cannons, countless iron bumps hit the city wall, making pits one by one.

However, the city of Sanghabhara is a kingdom of Champa. Naturally, the city has high walls and thick walls. Only the city gate is made of wood, but the Champa people have already taken precautions. All kinds of stones, bricks, wood...

Annan's army fired artillery for a day, but found that it had no effect at all, so they began to change tactics from the next day.

Build a ladder and attack!

As the war progressed to this point, it became more and more cruel.

The Champa defenders blocked Annan's army on the city wall with prepared rolling stones, crossbars, and gold juice.

On the third day, the Annan army continued to attack, and the Champa army continued to defend...

For several days in a row, Annan's army was still unable to break through the city and suffered heavy losses.

The Champa army was not much better. Although there were fewer casualties, the resources in the city were limited, and the stones and crossbars had long been used up. As a last resort, they had to demolish the houses of the people.

In the end, even the golden juice was not enough, so I could only rely on the daily output and save it.

What's even more frightening is that there is not enough food in the city, and the frontline troops have begun to limit food.

Without food, where is the golden juice...

"Your Majesty, when will the Ming army arrive?"

"That's right, it's been more than ten days, and the food in the city is about to run out, when the time comes... Sigh!"

"Could it be that Da Ming didn't really support him, but just perfunctory me?"

"Okay, stop talking!"

Maha Pancha is more anxious than anyone else, but he knows very well that there is no way out.

In any case, it must last until the arrival of the Ming army...

"Pass down the order, all the people, take out the food stored in their homes, and hand it over to the army for unified distribution. Tell them, as long as they survive this test, how much food they received today will be returned ten times after the enemy is defeated!"

"Also, continue to demolish houses and take bricks and put them on the city wall for defense."

"Your Majesty, most of the houses in the city have been demolished, only a few mansions are left, and the owners are all from the upper caste..."

"At this time, do you care if they are at the top or not?"

Maha Pancha said angrily: "Tell them that the house is gone, and it can be built in the future. If the city is destroyed, there will be nothing left!"

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)