Chapter 983 Offense and Defense

The sound of horse hooves roared, and a large number of Tartar cavalry protected thousands of elite soldiers who had dismounted and fought in the horse and dragged the cannons and slowly pressed them on.

Ding Wenchao narrowed his eyes, raised his thousand-mile mirror, and looked at the Tartars surrounded by a three-thousand-pound Franchise machine. The expression of several thousand-pound Franchise machines was a bit strange. The Mongolians always felt inappropriate when playing cannons. The Mongolians played cannons.

Still a Mongolian?

An unexpected artillery battle started in Zhangye, an important city in the Hexi Corridor.

Ding Wenchao wrongly accused the Mongols. The gunners in the Simonian army were not Mongolians, but Russians. The defeated Russian soldiers who were almost wiped out in Siberia, more than 3,000 people fled from Lake Baikal to Junggar Khanate.

He was incorporated by the Junggars as a mercenary. The Russian soldiers had some good artillery masters. As soon as the cannon was pushed up, Ding Wenchao felt something was wrong.

The Mongolian soldiers dug soil about four or five miles away and set up cannons, and the cannons were built in a similar manner.

The gunners were too far away and could not see the appearance of the gunners. They only looked at the height and position of the gunners, and they knew that the gunners were definitely not Mongolians. The gunners were clearly done by good people who were proficient in artillery. Ding Wenchao was surprised and raised the Mile Mile Mile Mile

After wiping his eyes, he knew something was wrong, so he called a whisper to his heart and a whisper. The subordinate held a knife and personally directed the city defense heavy artillery to adjust the firing angle and try his best to destroy the artillery bases.

The rumbling sound of cannons echoed over Zhangye City.

After the three-wheeled cannon, the three thousand kilograms of Franc heavy artillery at the head of Zhangye City caused some casualties and injuries to the Tatar cavalry, but it was difficult to deal with the few artillery bases that were built higher and higher. The heavy artillery in the city was too heavy and could not be flexibly adjusted on the city wall.

It was very difficult to hit a small cannon base. Half an hour later, a big cannon roared outside the city, and a cannonball roared past, and it actually crossed the city wall and smashed into Zhangye City.

The shells fell into the market in the city, and huge shells smashed three shops in a row. The smoke and dust rose up in the sky, as if a pillar of smoke rose. Ding Wen stood at the top of the city, laughing furiously, no matter where these gunners came from,

Mr. Ding wants your life. The morale of the Tartars outside the city is greatly boosted. The desolate horn sounds. Thousands of Tartars rely on the power of cannons and strode forward.

Another shell hit the Zhangye city wall heavily, and Ding Wen trembled violently at his feet.

The strong Zhangye City was like being hit by a heavy hammer, shaking. The power of heavy artillery made the soldiers on the city change their faces, but they did not flee. The young and strong Hexi are naturally more courageous than the people on the nine borders, and the big young and strong look at it.

The military intelligence officers, who stood solemnly on the top of the city and did not move, gained great courage as if they were from these Liao soldiers standing upright as javelins.

Boom boom boom boom!

The city defense cannons fired one after another, and iron bullets hit the front, back and left and back of the three rows of Tatar troops, jumping and plowing out several blood alleys. In the middle, there were several retaliatory shells of the Tatar troops attacking, which accurately hit the Zhangye city wall.

The artillery battle was fought back and forth. Zhangye City's solid city walls were shot several times, and large pieces of clay slid down, revealing the mud bricks inside.

Zhangye is a city of earth. Although it is very strong, it cannot withstand the bombardment of the three thousand kilograms of Franc.

Hula!

Amid the howling sound, a huge cannon shell hit the northwest corner of Zhangye City. The city wall in the northwest corner collapsed. Dozens of Ming soldiers caught off guard and fell down together with the collapsed city wall. Ding Wen shook his feet and almost fell down, and the flesh on his face was not affected.

The walls that collapsed were only half collapsed, but they still held on stubbornly and did not form a large gap.

Behind, on the urn.

Li Rong hid in the watchtower in Wengcheng. Seeing the smoke and dust rising on the wall in front, the northwest corner collapsed, and was frightened. He was impressed by the Lord Ding in front. Fortunately, there were only five hundred soldiers on the outer wall in front, and Wengcheng behind him.

However, the upper party arranged heavy troops, because the scene outside was not visible from the urn city, and the morale of the army and morale did not collapse.

How could the Mongolians have cannons? Li Rong felt that this battle had exceeded his ability. In front, the thick and tall figures were still standing as if they were cast in steel and iron. This gave Li Rong great confidence and fierce eyes

A flash of light scolded loudly, raising the shield and defending the arrows, Lord Ding led the way in front, and could more than a thousand soldiers still defend a urn city?

‘Amid the rumbling cannons, a large number of Tartar cavalry flew out on both wings and rushed to the city with murderous intent.

‘“Arrow defense!”

Ding Wen shook his arms and picked up a shield, put it on the wall, and then got in as soon as he was short.

Shields and shields on the city wall were set up one after another. Soon, the rain of arrows fell. The sound of cannons rumbling, and the city defense cannons were threatened by the arrows and had to be turned off. The cannons of the Tatar army outside were even more cheerful, and the arrows were like rain.

The shells hit the city wall, and this was the first time since the construction of Zhangye City in the Han Dynasty, it has been attacked so fiercely.

The earth was shaking, and the defense of the outer city wall of Zhangye was entirely supported by Ding Wenchao and the military intelligence officer.

Ding Ding Ding!

A group of sharp arrows were nailed to the shield from the sky. On the city wall, several young and strong men protected by shields were shot through the soles of their feet. When they were panicked, they shook their hands and fell to the ground. They were caught in several arrows and screamed.

Afterwards, the Ming army hiding in the urn city suffered some casualties, but did not flee. He hid in the urn city of Erdang City, and the casualties he suffered were naturally very limited.

The outer city wall was shot with holes and soon, a layer of arrows was covered with on the city wall.

A quarter of an hour later, the arrow rain became sparse. Ding Wenchao lifted the thick shield, ignored the dense arrows on the shield, stretched his neck and took a quick look outside. Thousands of Tartar soldiers were already carrying the stairs and pushing the simple ones.

He howled and ran wildly.

"stand up!"

"Don't you have eggs? Get up!"

Shields and shields were lifted, hundreds of defenders turned over and stood up, kicked and cursed, dragged up the trembling Minzhuang and rushed towards various defense facilities. A key city like Zhangye City, is

It has complete defensive facilities and sufficient manpower. It has arranged a large number of wolf teeth pats, nail boards, and rolling wood on the city walls. It can be activated by cutting off the rope with a knife.

"Start the cannon, fire the cannon!"

Dozens of gunners were trembling. After being scolded by the military intelligence officers, they knocked down the reloaded guns, and then threw down the cannon and fled in a panic. Smoke filled the guns, Ding Wen Chaoshen led the way, exploring his head behind the mercedes, looking at a large number of them.

The Tartar soldiers had already rushed to the city, and they pulled out the Japanese sword in their arms and slashed on the rope with one knife.

boom!

A nail board with hooks and thorns fell down with a loud bang. Outside the city, the earth-shaking screams of the Tartar soldiers sounded. The nail board used to defend the city was simple to make but extremely lethal. The heavy wooden board was covered with spikes.

As soon as he fell from the sky, he died. A stream of arrows rubbed his helmet and swept over, but Ding Wenchao saw it as if he was out of sight. The cat's waist ran across the city wall, and the ropes were cut off wherever he passed.

He cut off another rope and kicked hard with his foot, and a rolling wood as thick as a bucket fell down.
Chapter completed!