Chapter 946 Dingbian Castle

During the war in the southwest this year, Fu Zonglong felt bitter and embarrassed. The 100,000 troops were consuming food and wages in the mountains and plateaus, but they couldn't make an inch of progress. Looking back on himself, Fu Zonglong had no choice. A gust of cold wind blew open the window and put a few in the hall.

The candle was blown out, and Fu Zonglong sighed softly in the darkness. He couldn't care about the name behind him for the time being. Let's take a look at the front of him first. After the flowers bloom next spring, if he still cannot break through the obstacles of the plateau and mountains, he will not have the shame to sit down in this seat.

Front line, Dingbian Fort.

The group of Shengfan rushed up again, stepped on the layers of corpses, and rushed over without fear of life and death. The Ming army adapted to Shengfan's tactics and became calm, with arrow towers on both sides

The gunman was not in a hurry to fire the gun and aimed. He waited until the group rushed up and dozens of muskets were fired at the same time. The messy gun sound gradually became denser, and the pressure on the gun line at the bottom was greatly reduced.

Several scimitars were thrown over, and the Ming soldiers in the front row bowed their heads, not dodging or dodging.

The sharp scimitar shot on the helmet, and the thick cotton armor fell to the ground. The proud scimitar became a joke in front of the thick armor of the Ming army.

"Tiger!"

With a loud roar, several rows of gun formations took a step forward. The crazy Shengfan was a little timid. While retreating, he screamed. The whistleman Zhang Hu felt at ease. Although Shengfan was fierce, it was finally

People, are there people who are not afraid of death? No, they are not afraid of death because they are not killed enough. At a high place, the gunners on the arrow tower took the opportunity to organize a round of guns, shooting one by one, terrifying and howling life.

"Tiger!"

The Ming army's gun formation took another step forward, and Shengfan came in a fierce momentum, but was killed by the Ming army's gun formation and gun.

"Don't chase!"

Zhang Hu shouted at his subordinates who were stroking forward and retreated to the whole team. Hula sat down and took the opportunity to recover the exhausted physical strength. Zhang Yi sat down on the ground, and although it was cold, he was sweating all over.

As I grabbed a scimitar that landed on the ground, I suddenly had a whim. How could these scimitars have such an excellent scimitar? Is there anyone behind it?

Inadvertently, Zhang Hu explained the truth and reality of the life.

Late at night, Darjeeling, Tiger Hill.

There is a tiger hill ten miles southwest of Dingbian Fort. At the foot of the mountain, the group watched the athletes who were attacking the fort in front of him lose. An elderly student wearing tiger skin and pheasant tail on his head looked very gloomy.

Several foreign soldiers in dark red military uniforms were carrying Western swords and spread their hands helplessly. There was also a group of bearded generals wearing cotton robes and headscarves, with a arrogant expression.

A group of generals and heads behind them were actually squatting in the forest with guns and live ammunition. Behind the foreign soldiers were headscarf soldiers who were resting with horses and camels. A striking red turban was newly called the headscarf army by the Ming army.

, Bearded Army. Because most of the officers in this army had big beards, they later learned that this was the army of the Indian Mughal Empire.

During the war in the north, the Mughal Empire soap could not be suppressed and intended to intervene.

The Mughal Empire during this period was still very good at fighting. This empire was not a later India. It was an empire established by a group of Turkic Mongols. It believed in Islam rather than Hinduism. This was a powerful empire and also the south of the Ming Dynasty.

The new opponent of the Ming Dynasty, at this time, the Ming Dynasty's rulers and ministers still knew very little about this opponent. The Battle of Dingbian Castle was the first battle between the Ming Dynasty and the Mughal Empire.

Shengfan's fierce attack was fruitless and was defeated. He refused to go to die again. The foreign soldiers grinned, the red turbans laughed happily, and looked at the courageous Sheng.

With a finger, will the barbaric fan even be greedy for life and fear death?

"Cross!"

The young men lost their courage, and the foreign mercenaries could not hold back. They stood up amid the commander's shouting, checked their ammunition, hugged their waists, walked out of the dense forest, and lined up in a row toward Dingbian Fort.

This group of soldiers with excellent equipment, with an axe and a gun in front of them, a big sword and an axe. They are all big, round and tall, wearing dark red military uniforms.

"attack!"

Hundreds of foreign soldiers, who seemed messy, climbed to the fort and prepared for the battle. The whistle and whistle the arch page sounded, and the swordsman, axeman, and axeman opened the way. A large number of musketeers lined up in a row, holding a

The long and thick convex gun of the rod is slowly pressed up.

Zhang Hu was re-occupied the fort wall under his command and blocked the fort gate. At this time, the sky had just shined.

A fiery red figure pressed up. Zhang Hu was happy at first and thought reinforcements had arrived. Looking closely, he knew something was wrong. The military uniforms of the Ming army were bright red, and the military uniforms of this group of horses were dark red, but there was still a huge amount.

Different, this is a group of well-trained enemies. Zhang Hu knew something was wrong, so he took out a charcoal pen and wrote a few lines of words in a hurry, and ordered his personal soldiers to leave from the back mountain to ask for help.

"Get up, get up!"

Amid the calls of the non-commissioned officers, the remnants of the Ming army stood up and lined up.

Zhang Hu was raising his waist halfway up the mountain, and the enemy soldiers carrying the big sword and axe were getting closer and closer. He was so angry that he urged his subordinates to launch various defense facilities. At night, he was attacked by Shengfan and lost the fort wall. He had a large number of defense facilities.

It was destroyed, but the cannon is still there.

"Where is the cannon, go to the wall!"

Amid the noise of footsteps, more than ten Ming soldiers lifted two tiger-squatting cannons onto the fort wall and filled them up in a hurry in sweat.

After five hundred steps, Zhang Hu's forehead was sweating.

He had only fifty remaining soldiers under his command, but there were only three or five hundred enemies in front of him. Whether the enemy could be defended depends on these two small cannons.

Four hundred steps, two tiger squat cannons have been loaded, with the muzzle facing downwards.

Three hundred steps, Zhang Hu slashed the rope with a light knife, putting down some of the rolling wood that the fans had no time to destroy.

"Roll the wood!"

The rope was broken, and four or five rolling woods jumped and rolled down the hillside. The dense and noisy footsteps were covered by screams. A foreign soldier and axeman walking in front looked at him in horror.

A thick log came over and was knocked down howling, opening the prelude to the battle at Dingbian Fort. The foreign soldiers in the attack had to scatter and find cover.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

The thick and large rolling wood jumped, smashing the tall foreign soldiers. Amid the screams, the English mercenaries tasted the first wave of casualties on the Eastern battlefield. More than ten foreign soldiers fell under the jumping rolling wood.

The death was extremely miserable, which made the English officer watching the battle furious. An officer grabbed the collar of the elder Shengfan and cursed loudly.

The three-way coalition forces made careful preparations for this sneak attack.

First, the son rushed up to capture the fort wall of the Ming army's garrison, destroyed the defense facilities, and then launched a second wave of attacks by foreign soldiers and Indian soldiers. However, the fort wall was captured, but the sons were not very smart.
Chapter completed!