War makes people mature. After fighting one battle after another, Zhu Ruodeng, the king of Ming Dynasty, had already become a famous general. He was not in a hurry to attack the city, but set up cannons and bombarded it for seven days.
Although Yeniseisk Fort is a bastion, built low and strong, it cannot withstand the constant bombardment day and night. Especially the South City, where there are a hundred cannons bombarding outside the city. Seven days later, the South City Gate was bombarded.
After three gaps were opened, the Ming army's brave generals Hu Maozhen, Yan Xiaoyong and others rushed into the city. Bashkov personally led the guards to fight hard, and then blocked the gaps and contained the Ming army's offensive.
"General Overseer, you have to think of a way! If this continues, in less than a month, Yeniseisk will no longer be His Majesty the Tsar's Yeniseisk," Miyaxin said to Bashkov with a look of panic.
The battle was so fierce that even Mi Yaxin, who was famous for his bravery and skill in fighting in the army, couldn't help but panic.
He saw a calm face. There was anger and fatigue on Bashkov's face, but there was no panic.
"Miyaxin, don't worry. Stadukhin, the governor of Tomsk, is my good friend. He will never ignore death. What you have to do now is to return to your command position, defend the city, and wait for reinforcements.
Come instead of chattering in front of me like an old woman."
"Yes, my dear sir", the old warlord restored Mi Yaxin's fighting spirit with just one sentence. He said yes and went back to command the battle happily.
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Stadukhin, the warlord of Tomsk, and Bashkov, the warlord of Yeniseysk, are indeed good friends. Both of them are colonists of the older generation. They traveled thousands of miles for the great "Yellow Russia" plan in the mind of His Majesty the Tsar.
To Siberia. Over the years, the two of them killed together, set fires together, and robbed together, forming a deep friendship.
Hearing that his old friend was in trouble, Stadukhin gathered two thousand militiamen to rescue Yeniseisk. Yes, just militiamen. In recent years, Tomsk's elites have been continuously deployed to various battlefields against the Ming army.
, Nerchinsk, Lake Baikal, etc., were almost exhausted on the tragic battlefield. Now, the situation is similar to that of Yeniseisk. Most of his subordinates are temporary recruits, not so much an army, but
Vigilante group.
"Sir, our army lacks training and is only suitable for defending the city, not for field battles. To save Yeniseisk is tantamount to death!" Kopelov, the general manager of Tomsk, begged.
"Shut up!"
Stadukhin shouted sharply: "Although most of our soldiers are new recruits, they are composed of brave Cossacks and fierce Tatar savages. They will definitely tear the enemy into pieces. What's more, if Yeniseisk is lost,
Can Tomsk still be defended?"
Indeed, Tomsk, located on the upper reaches of the Ob River, is actually not far from Yeniseysk, located on the upper reaches of the Yenisey River. These two rivers eventually flow northward into the Kara Sea.
Hearing what he said, Kopelov had no choice but to stop trying to persuade him.
Because there were horses and sleds as means of transportation, Stadukhin's army marched very quickly. It took only six days to arrive near Yeniseisk, where they met the Ming cavalry on guard.
The cavalry of the Ming army consisted of three parts: 1,500 Mongolian cavalry led by Prince Bier Tahar of Prince Horqin, 1,000 Manchu cavalry of Fulehe tribe, and 500 Daur cavalry of Zorba tribe.
Bier Tahar was no ordinary person. He was the eldest son of Prince Wu Keshan of Horqin and the brother of Emperor Guangwu's favored concubine Xian Fei. He had a strong backing and was naturally the leader. The 1,500 Mongolian cavalry he led were the best equipped, especially the
Among them, the equipment of the 800 Horqin tribe cavalry is second to none in this era. There is no way, who makes the Horqin tribe be the mother clan of the emperor's favorite concubine, so they are naturally richer than other Mongolian tribes.
Compared with his prominent life experience, the two generals Fu Lehe and Zorba were far behind. Fu Lehe's surname was Aixinjueluo, and he was Azig's second son. After Azig was killed by Emperor Shunzhi,
He was demoted from the Qing Dynasty to a commoner, and he was dissatisfied. He was demoted to the Ming Dynasty and was awarded the title of Commander-in-Chief for his meritorious service. Zorba was the leader of the Daur people in the Nerchinsk region who participated in the anti-Russian uprising.
"Your Majesty, I would like to be a pioneer in the end!"
Fulehe loudly asked for war, because he was a surrendered general from Manchuria and his surname was Aixinjueluo. In order to integrate into the Ming army, he was very concerned about meritorious service and took the lead in every battle.
"Are you a pioneer? You must also ask the tigers and wolves under my command if they agree."
Some of the Rakshasa people on the opposite side were riding horses and some rowing sleds. They were all kinds of people. At first glance, they looked like a mob. In Bier Tahar's view, they were simply here to give him military glory. What's more, his subordinates' equipment was better than those of those who were built.
Slave, the people of Daur are much better, so naturally the first contribution must be made by oneself.
"I will be the vanguard, and you and Zorba will storm the formation." He smiled contemptuously and issued the military order.
The flag was waved, and the Mongolian cavalry formed five teams of 300 men. Horqin's Qianhu Boluo led the way and rushed towards the Rakshasa army.
At this time, the Rakshasa army was forming a formation. Stadukhin knew that his army had mostly new recruits, and he was afraid that if he took the initiative to attack the Ming army, the formation would be chaotic, so he simply defended instead of attacking.
The Rakshasa Army consists of 400 people in five rows, each with ten people in a combat team. The head and tail of the team are veterans, and the eight people in the middle are recruits. The old lead the new, so that we can avoid the lack of training on our own side to the greatest extent.
Weaknesses.
"Hold the gun and prepare!"
Stadukhin waved the flag, and the Rakshasa veterans directed the new recruits to prepare to shoot.
The figures of the Mongolian cavalry are becoming clearer and clearer, and the neighing of their horses can even be heard.
"Shoot!"
Stadukhin issued a military order.
"Bah~bah~bah~"
There was a wave of gunfire. One row squatted down after firing, and the row behind them continued to shoot. In a continuous flow, the deadly bullet net covered the Mongolian cavalry.
"Haorui!"
Polo raised his saber and sprinted. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his chest and fell off his horse.
The Mongolian cavalry kept falling down, including men and horses.
Looking at the tragic situation in front of him, Bier Tahar panicked and his courage quickly evaporated. As an uncle of the country, when encountering tough battles in recent years, he always pushed them to others and fought the smooth battles himself. Originally, he met the Rakshasa on the opposite side.
People's equipment is in a mess, and they thought they were soft persimmons, but they turned out to be tough ones!
"Withdraw! Withdraw quickly!"
The dignified Prince Horqin, the Crown Prince, turned his horse and fled to the rear.
"What's going on? After just two rounds of shooting, the Ming army was defeated?"
Stadukhin muttered "God bless" to himself. Just then he saw the opponent's bright armor and neat formation. Knowing that he had encountered the elite cavalry of the Ming army, he couldn't help but feel nervous for his army, which was mainly composed of new recruits.
Now I feel relieved.
He was an experienced veteran, and he knew that the two rounds of shooting just now only shot down more than a hundred cavalry, and the casualties caused to the Ming army were not large. If they did not take advantage of the victory to pursue them, the enemy would slow down and the outcome would be unpredictable.
Calmly ordered: "Pursue!"
After a military order, the Rakshasa soldiers, inspired by the victory, chased and shot.
It takes time to turn the horse's head to escape, and to escape, you have to leave your back to the enemy. The Mongolian cavalry suffered far more losses during the retreat than during the attack, and more than two hundred cavalry were shot down.
"Da~da~da~"
Bil Tahar whipped his horse fiercely and fled to the rear without hesitation. When he fled to Fulehe and Zorba, he didn't even look at them. He took Horqin's remaining soldiers and ran away.