"Lift the shields in your hands higher, try to lean into the crenellations of the female wall, and press your buttocks against the wall, otherwise, the Tatars' arrows will penetrate your buttocks..." A hundred
Hu angrily broke the sharp arrow that pierced the ear guard of his iron helmet and scratched his cheek, and threw it on the ground. He yelled loudly to cheer up the soldiers.
To avoid the rain of arrows pouring down.
Then, following his orders, the soldiers who had escaped the rain of arrows stood up again, bent their bows and arrows, and fired back condescendingly. On the artillery emplacement not far away, several soldiers were carrying large shields.
Efforts were made to block the rain of arrows falling from above to cover the busy gunners, so that the artillery could unleash its power again without interference.
"Quick, come here, a brother here is injured, pull him down.
"A soldier supported a companion who was hit by an arrow and roared loudly. Soon two young men rushed out from the tower not far away. They held the soldier who was hit by an arrow in his arm and turned around.
Run towards the inside of the city tower.
On the way back, nearly a hundred more feather arrows were shot at the top of the city, but luckily, none of them hit them while they were running. When they rushed to the city tower, a feather arrow pointed at one of them by accident.
The young and strong head pierced straight into the back of the head, and just when it was about to hit the target, a bright sword flashed from the side, cutting the weakened arrow into two pieces on the spot, and flew out diagonally.
"Go in quickly." Tian Kun, who had shot away the arrow, roared at the two young men who were stunned by his actions, and then pushed away the soldiers who wanted to stop him from walking out of the tower.
, picked up a round shield and rushed out.
His soldiers could only grit their teeth, each grabbed their shields, and quickly followed the running Tian Kun. They rushed to the crenellations on the city wall and looked at the dense tiles under the city gate and in front of the moat.
Punching his shoes, Tian Kun couldn't help but take a deep breath. The howling north wind did not blow away the strong smell of blood and gunpowder smoke, but instead made people feel a biting chill.
"Damn it, you must have at least 20,000 shoes." Tian Kun spat viciously and cursed angrily. Although the tile shoes under the city gate were as dense as ants, there were still a large number of tile soldiers behind.
Still waiting quietly for the military order to go up the mountain.
The fierce military flags in a row, the dust rising like smoke, the Waqi cavalry constantly cruising back and forth, and the habitual howling of the Waqi people, made the city wall seem like a
Like a demon in hell.
A series of ladders were being carried forward from the rear, and then, following the orders, they headed towards the city without hesitation. The desolate and whimpering horn echoed melodiously in the chilling cold wind.
It looked like an unrivaled giant beast, showing off its fangs and howling in attack.
one…,…
"General Tian, look, those shoes are throwing sandbags into the moat. In an hour at most, they will be able to fill a channel. By then, the casualties of the brothers will be huge." A deputy Qianhu rushed over.
Beside Tian Kun, who had a solemn expression, he raised his hand and pulled out a feather arrow stuck in the gap of his armor, threw it to the ground angrily, and shouted at Tian Kun.
"Why are you panicking? I'm not blind yet, so I can naturally see." Tian Kun glared at the deputy Qianhu fiercely, and shouted coldly: "It will take at least half a day for the reinforcements to arrive at my Dushikou Fort, tell the brothers
Don't forget, after the Dushikou Fort was breached last time, there were no thorny shoes left alive. Don't even think about taking any chances. We are soldiers of the Ming Dynasty. If we don't fight to the death to control the shoes, how can we still be like a scholar?
Just the same, kneel on the ground and let them chop off our heads obediently?"
Hearing Tian Kun's roar, the deputy Qianhu's face couldn't help but turn purple and he stamped his feet angrily, shaking the armor on his body. "Who the hell wants to lower your shoes? I'm worried about the casualties of our brothers."
It's too big, General Tian, can you let the artillery fire a little harder?"
Tian Kun turned around and took a look. Although the eight artillery pieces on the wall were all firing, they were all ordered to slow down the pace deliberately. After Tian Kun withdrew his gaze, he shook his head resolutely: "No.
, there are too many shoes. Our Dushikou Fort has only sixteen cannons in total. I have already ordered people to bring in another eight cannons. Now, the main force of shoes has not come up yet. If they are worn out, what will happen then?
good?"
Tian Kun put his big hand on the shoulder of the deputy Qianhu, grinned, and revealed a mouthful of dark white teeth. "Don't worry, I won't let our brothers die in vain. If one of us dies, at least we have to pay for it."
Let ten thorny shoes pay for your life, otherwise, how can you be worthy of those brothers who died last year?"
"The general obeys the order... After hearing this, Deputy Qianhu nodded vigorously, holding the sword, and continued to run towards the other end of the other city wall, calling on the soldiers to come up and strengthen the thorns at the bottom of the city.
The suppression of shoes, at least, would never allow them to easily rush to the foot of the city wall.
Tian Kun looked at those people wearing leather shields on their heads and carrying straw bags filled with sand and gravel on their shoulders. Their spiked shoes were piercing back and forth like a group of worker ants, although from time to time someone would be hit by sharp arrows from the city.
, or were hit by the sharp fire, but these people fell, but more people would rush out from behind, snatching the sandbags from the hands of these dead or injured people, braving the rain of arrows and smoke of gunpowder
, and continued to rush towards the moat.
Although the moat water drawn from the Qinglong River and Huanglong River is not like a pool of stagnant water like an ordinary moat. From time to time, waves will roll up and lift some lighter sandbags away. However, a visible
The bulge is slowly but resolutely extending towards the center of the moat.
Looking at those ant-like soldiers, Tian Kun knew very well in his heart that with only a thousand soldiers in the city, plus less than 3,000 young men, he wanted to withstand at least 20,000 watts.
Pawn, this is really nonsense, but the artillery cannot be used too frequently, otherwise, if the barrel explodes, not only will our own firepower be wasted, we will even lose those experienced gunners.
He had to do something, try to delay as much time as possible, and wait for the arrival of reinforcements. After thinking about it, Tian Kun turned to a soldier beside him and shouted: "Tianzi, pass my order to the generals and ask them to come in swarms.
Go over there and give me a good beating."
"Don't worry, general, leave it to the young one. Those stupid shoes will definitely taste the power of our Yaming firearms." After hearing Tian Kun's instructions, Tian San couldn't help but show excitement on his face, and shouted loudly
After agreeing to the promise, he ran away with the round shield on his head.
In a short time, a dozen people carefully carried a long barrel-shaped box-like object tied with thick oil cloth and rushed up the city wall. Following Na Tian San, they squeezed under the crenellations of the city wall and quickly lifted the box.
After opening the linoleum cloth, the true appearance of the thing inside was revealed. After lifting the wooden cover at one end, the densely packed and bright arrows inside were revealed. After the plug cover at the other end was lifted,
With the gray lead out, this is the Ming Dynasty's most effective single-soldier mass-killing weapon in addition to artillery when dealing with dense enemies: a swarm of bees.
Most of the Waci soldiers under the city were only wearing leather robes. They really lacked sufficient defense capability against Ming Dynasty's sharp arrows. As long as they were shot by Ming Dynasty's sharp arrows or Huo Tong, the Waci soldiers could only be destroyed.
Falling down in despair, and behind, there will be heavily armored officers roaring loudly, waving the scimitars in their hands, urging more soldiers to rush forward, filling the wide gap with a desperate attitude
moat.
These are all the young men of the Yongshaobu tribe who were conquered by the Junggar tribe. They were lucky enough to survive. Now that they have become the conquered, they can only bend their waists in humiliation and become the vanguard of the Junggar tribe to attack the enemy, that is,
cannon fodder.
All the armor in their tribe had been stripped away by the Junggar tribe, so they could only use their shoulders and chests to meet the sharp weapons of the Han people. They did not dare to run away, because not only would they lose their lives,
All of your family members will become slaves.
I can only silently endure the backs of swords and insults, hoping that I can kill a few Han people in this battle and work hard. In this way, I will get better rewards because of my meritorious service.
treatment.
They fearfully carried the small leather shields that could only cover their heads and ran forward hard. After picking up the sandbags, they prayed that they could rush to the moat, throw the sandbags down, and then return safely to the rear.
.
All the soldiers covered their heads with shields, buried their heads, and ran forward hard. They didn't notice that more than ten barrel-shaped objects quietly stretched out from the crenellations of the city wall on this side, and they seemed to be slowly moving forward.
Adjusting the direction, lowering the height little by little.
"Are you ready? Are you all ready? Don't let me get it wrong, otherwise, let General Tian take you to march." Tian San walked around behind everyone to make sure that they were all ready.
, a pair of red eyes stared at the moat, so densely packed that a spittle could hit someone's thorny shoes, and then took a deep breath. "Right now, light the fuse."
As Na Tian San's voice sounded, a dozen incense sticks lit the fuses behind the barrels, and then as the green smoke emerged, a slight chi chi sound sounded continuously.
"Damn it, stand up for me, you Yongshao Bu tribe scholars and sheep, have your strength and courage been fed to the wolves?" Beside the sandbag road that is gradually extending towards the center of the moat, beside
Tengger, a warrior of the Junggar tribe wearing fine iron armor, loudly cursed the cannon fodder soldiers of the Yongshao Bu tribe who stumbled past carrying sandbags.
And just when he was about to hit the Yongshao Bubu soldier who dared to splash muddy water on his clean and shiny armor with the back of his sword, he suddenly heard a sound, as clear as a prairie eagle, from the top of the city.