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Chapter 1,613 Smoke Attack

Shaharul holds 200,000 troops, and he also owns Nusrato Ku Fortress. The humiliation of Herat City keeps Shaharu awake at night, and Nusrato Ku Fortress is regarded by him as revenge.

A battle of hatred.

Facing the Japanese slave soldiers who were attacking again, Shaharul raised his machete and shouted.

"revenge!"

"Revenge! Revenge"

boom!

A mountainous area was concentrated by artillery shells, and sand and gravel exploded instantly.

Shaharul had just finished his roar, and was immediately startled by such a loud movement and his neck shrank.

Stunned, he immediately looked towards the enemies below, only to see that those enemies had just rushed to the pass of the fortress and had not yet attacked.

"Fire the cannon, fire the cannon, suppress the archers on both sides for me, and order the Japanese slave soldiers to charge!"

"Those who retreat will be killed!"

"Those who hesitate, behead!"

"Those who disrupt the morale of the army will be killed!"

"The first one to board the city will have thousands of households sealed!"

As soon as the battle started, it became intense.

Shaharul had never seen such a fighting method in his life. The archers who he relied on most to defend the city were interfered by artillery fire and could not exert their power.

The battle between the two sides returned to the fortress wall.

After one day of fierce fighting, Handu organized the Japanese slave soldiers and continued to attack the fortress the next day.

The battle is becoming more intense day by day, the results are getting better day by day, and there is a little progress every day.

It's like a person who is faltering but wants to climb a mountain. He can see the results of his progress every day, but he is still far away from reaching the top of the mountain.

Han Du did not expect that a fortress could block him here for three months.

For three whole months, the two sides fought fiercely from the beginning until they were exhausted. Four hundred thousand Japanese slave soldiers died in the battle at the foot of the fortress. Now He Rong and others can see why the Lord is very generous and will give opportunities to make a fortune along the way.

Gave it to the Japanese slaves.

Once the Japanese slaves died, the gold and silver treasures left behind would naturally fall into the hands of the Ming army, and there was no need to go to great lengths to plunder them. If all the Japanese slaves died, it would be equivalent to the Ming army doing nothing but

He directly obtained all the wealth looted by the Japanese slaves along the way. Moreover, the Ming army did not need to work hard to transport it, the Japanese slaves enthusiastically brought it over themselves.

At first, they were very incomprehensible to the Duke's decision, but now they are frightened by Han Du's actions. With such a calculation, it is no wonder that people can seal the Duke of the country at such a young age.

Inside the handsome tent, Han Du glanced at everyone.

"We have been blocked here for three full months, and we cannot delay it any longer. Please tell us if you have any good strategies to break this fortress."

After the words fell, everyone bowed their heads and fell silent, and you could hear needles dropping inside the handsome tent.

"

What's the matter? You have nothing to do?" Han Du was quite disappointed. He originally thought that his subordinates could rely on him, but now he saw that he could no longer rely on him.

In front of Han Du, He Rong can be said to be the most popular among everyone present. Others can remain silent, but he cannot. Unless he wants his previous achievements to fall short.

Bracing his scalp, He Rong cupped his fists and said, "Master, our biggest threat is the archers on both sides of the fortress. The casualties caused by such a flanking attack are too great. If the threats on both sides can be eliminated, then the fortress can be breached."

It’s much easier.”

"However, the mountains on both sides cannot even be blasted with cannons, and I don't have any good ideas."

A flash of inspiration flashed in Han Du's head, and he suddenly raised his hand to grab it.

"Wait a minute!"

"What did you just say?" Han Du raised his eyes and stared at him closely.

He Rong tensed up and replied cautiously, "Xia Guan just said that he didn't have any good ideas."

"Not this sentence, the previous sentence!"

"The previous sentence? The official said that the threat on both sides of the fortress is the greatest. If it can be eliminated, it will be much easier to attack the city."

"That's it." Han Du pressed his hand suddenly to stop He Rong's words.

His eyes were fixed and motionless, obviously thinking about something.

Seeing this, everyone held their breath and concentrated, not daring to make the slightest sound for fear of disturbing the father-in-law's thoughts.

After a while, Han Du let out a long breath, couldn't help but smile on his face, and looked at everyone with a much softer gaze.

"May I ask if you have thought of a good way to destroy the city?" He Rong looked at Han Du with surprise on his face.

Facing the expectant eyes of everyone, Han Du smiled and nodded.

"Yes, although I cannot break through the mountain and kill the archers hiding inside, it is actually easy to eliminate their threat."

"Sir, these archers are hiding on the cliffs. They cannot be shot by arrows or destroyed by cannons. How can we eliminate them?"

Han Du laughed and said, "Attack with smoke!"

"Smoke attack?" Everyone shouted softly, and their hearts were greatly shocked.

Why didn’t we think of that!

Han Du continued, "They are hiding in the mountain. We can't get in, but they can't get out either. They can aim and shoot arrows through perforations. As long as we light a fire under the cliff and cover their sight with smoke, then they can

It’s useless!”

"Okay, good idea!" Everyone was excited and gearing up.

In fact, in the past three months, everyone has had enough of the cowardice of the archers on both sides of the fortress. Many

The next time they were about to capture the fortress, they were beaten back alive by the archers on both sides.

Now that they heard the father-in-law's idea, everyone couldn't wait until tomorrow and wished they could go to war with each other tonight.

"Sir, add horse dung to the fire. The smoke produced by the horse dung is big enough and very choking. Let those archers have a good drink!"

"Yes, add some sulfur in it and poison those bastards with poisonous smoke."

As soon as the layout was opened, everyone's inspiration surged like a tide, and they all contributed ideas and suggestions to enhance the power of smoke.

Early the next morning, the Ming army wiped away the fatigue of the previous day, and everyone except the Japanese slaves became in high spirits.

Everyone looked at the scarred and bloodstained fortress in front of them. They no longer had the helplessness and disgust of the past. Instead, they looked at it with interest, as if they were admiring a beauty who was about to take off her clothes!

All the horse manure was put away, all the wood was gathered, and even the carriages transporting grain were dismantled and used as firewood. Now everything that can burn is distributed to the Japanese slave soldiers, including kerosene and firewood.

, horse manure, sulfur, useless clothes and tattered leather were all piled under the cliff.

The Japanese slave soldiers spent more than 10,000 casualties and took half a day to complete this task.

"What are they going to do? What are they going to do?" The actions of the Ming army today are very strange. How could those black, thin, cruel devils like the evil ones described in the Quran pay such a high price in vain just to kill these miscellaneous creatures?

Throwing things into the fortress pass?

What exactly did the Ming army want to do?

No one could answer Shaharul. The Japanese slave soldiers had suffered huge losses in the past three months, and Timur was not feeling well either.

Although there were no casualties among the archers, several of the legions guarding the city wall were completely wiped out.

The Timurids are also on the verge of exhaustion.

"ignition!"

Pour kerosene, rags, and pieces of wood into each clay pot and throw them in and light them.

Rows of bows and arrows held arrows covered in kerosene, lit, stringed, and drawn!

"put!"

Boo~hoo~hoo~

The arrows left behind streaks of green smoke and flew towards the bottom of the cliff.

"Stop them, stop them!" Shaharul suddenly thought of something and shouted quickly, "They want to use fire!"

The subordinate generals all looked at Shaharul. Of course they knew that the Ming army was going to attack with fire, but so what if they knew? Who could stop it?

Unless Allah comes in person wearing armor, that’s pretty much it!

An arrow was nailed to the firewood and instantly set the basin on fire.

A large fire ball. Moreover, the fire ball was still rapidly expanding towards the surroundings, and soon a large fire ignited.

A raging fire quickly formed, and a large amount of white smoke flew to the perforation point above, completely blocking the archer's sight.

And that's not all. Because the Ming army added too many messy things, the archers hiding in the mountain began to feel very uncomfortable the moment they smelled it.

The effect was beyond Han Du's expectation. The temperature of the smoke was so high that it actually forced the archer not to approach the shooting port.

Now, these archers can't even shoot down without aiming.

Han Du looked through the telescope and saw that even the archers at the shooting mouth were hiding inside, and he suddenly laughed happily.

"Send the order, the whole army attacks the city, the whole army attacks the city!"

"The one who breaks this fortress is Uncle Feng!"

Han Du's words made everyone around him unable to bear it any longer. He Rong's eyes widened and he clasped his fists and asked, "Master, are you also going to be a Japanese slave?"

"Whether it's a Japanese slave or a Ming Dynasty man, the one who breaks this fortress is Feng Bo!"

"kill"

"kill"

"kill"

The phalanx of the Japanese slave soldiers was at the forefront of the army. When they heard such a reward, they immediately went crazy. Without waiting for the general's order, they rushed towards the fortress on their own.

General? After he climbs the city wall, opens the fortress gate, and is awarded the title of earl, it is still not certain who is whose general?

The densely packed Japanese slaves rushed out from the two fires, giving the Timurid people a great shock.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Drive them all back to this prince, drive them back!" Shaharul knew that the moment of life and death had come, and shouted without any care.

Han Du saw the fortress walls densely lined with defenders, and cursed loudly, "Damn it, Shaharu, this shrunken turtle, finally stuck his head out."

"Send the order, fire, fire!"

"My father-in-law has an order, fire!"

"Shoot all the cannonballs for me!"

"Shoot all the cannonballs!"

boom!

First, a cannonball hit the battlements, causing dozens of casualties in an instant as rubble flew everywhere.

Nusrato Ku Fortress lost the support of the archers on both sides and became an ordinary fortress.

The Ming army mixed with the Japanese slave soldiers and caused great losses to the Timurid people.

The Ming army was completely different from the Japanese slaves. Not only did they wear chain armor, but they also had very sharp steel knives in their hands. Ordinary Timurids could not stop the Ming army's offensive at all, and some were even killed by Ming soldiers.

Split into two pieces.


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