The moment they heard the thunder, Balsbrot and other Tatar generals felt a little bad in their hearts. The guards guarding Balsbrot relied on their instincts to raise their shields one by one towards Balsboro.
Sprott and others moved closer.
Dozens of people instantly protected Balsbroat in the middle.
As the earth shook, a roaring sound came, and several explosive bombs exploded around Balsbrot and others. One of the solid bombs even whizzed past these people. A ten thousand man was seen on the spot.
Households were smashed into pieces by cannonballs, which bounced and crushed them all the way, directly causing casualties to dozens of Tatar soldiers.
After a wave of shelling, almost dozens of breaths were taken, followed by another wave of shelling.
The artillerymen on the city wall quickly loaded the cannonballs and then fired.
Although the speed is not fast, it is very stable, and each wave can cause hundreds of Tatar casualties.
After the first wave of artillery fire, the disgraced Balsbrot emerged from the protection of his bodyguards. Fortunately, dozens of bodyguards protected him with their flesh and blood. Otherwise, one of the explosive shells would have been a few meters away from him.
It exploded ten feet away, sending broken metal flying everywhere, killing and wounding more than a dozen of the guards on the spot.
If Balsborot hadn't been blocked by a human shield, he might have been injured or killed.
After waking up, Balsborot only saw the roar of dozens of cannons above the city. He could not help but show endless anger in his eyes and roared: "Immortal God above, kill all the soldiers!"
It was good that the Tatars who were stunned by the bombing did not have a large-scale commotion. Now they heard the roar of Bals, and as the orders were passed down, they saw those Tatars who were holding back their breath.
The soldiers frantically urged their horses to rush towards the city wall.
On the city wall, watching the artillery's achievements, the morale of the Ming soldiers was naturally high, and many people couldn't help but cheer.
The British Duke Zhang Mao, Han Kun and others also showed some smiles on their faces. Cheng Xiangwu even stroked his beard and laughed loudly: "The artillery left by the chief steward was so powerful. It's a pity that it didn't kill the Tatars."
Prince Tartar!"
While he was talking, he saw the Tatars below driving their horses straight towards the city wall like madmen. Looking at their posture, they actually wanted to attack the city.
Lu Dazhu smacked his lips and looked blankly at the Tatars coming on horseback below. He couldn't help but look in astonishment and said: "Aren't these people crazy? They are cavalry. How can they attack the city? Do they still want to rely on horses?
Can you knock down the city wall?"
While they were talking, they saw the charging Tatar soldiers drawing their bows and setting arrows one by one. They heard the sound of whizzing, and a hail of arrows were shot towards the city wall.
"No, get out of here!"
There was no need for Han Kun and others to remind them. The soldiers on the city wall instinctively hid behind the city wall while the Tatars below were bending their bows and preparing arrows.
A rain of arrows fell on the city wall, and there was a muffled sound. It was obvious that some people were still injured by the rain of arrows, but after all, the city wall served as a shield, so not many people were actually injured by the rain of arrows.
Cheng Xiangwu was wearing armor, and the sword in his hand was dancing to block the rain of arrows shot at him. Looking at the waves of charging Tatar troops below, he couldn't help shouting: "Everyone is covered by the rain of arrows!"
Although the Tatars are attacking with a rain of arrows, they are covered by a city wall after all, so as the defenders, the soldiers on the city wall should not worry too much about the rain of arrows.
But the Tatars below were different. Following Cheng Xiangwu's order, the impatient archers who had been waiting for a long time bent their bows and nocked arrows one by one and shot arrows outside the city.
There is no need to aim, it is enough to just throw it into the sky. It is completely dark under the city wall. I dare not say that every arrow thrown down can hit a Tatar soldier, but the lethality cannot be underestimated at all.
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This wave of arrows rained down, and thousands of arrows covered an area. Almost instantly, at least hundreds of Tatars were struck by arrows and fell to the ground.
In the chaos, many Tatar soldiers who fell off their horses were trampled to death by the horses of their companions, even if they were not killed by arrows.
Even if they dodge one or two, when the army is charging and the horses are galloping, even the grassland people cannot control their horses as they wish, especially amid the roar of cannons, many horses
They were already frightened and were not running around, but the Tatar soldiers were already amazing at controlling their horses.
The Tatars under the city were throwing arrows wildly. At the same time, on the city wall, the Ming soldiers also shot arrows, and many firearms began to show their power.
Like firecrackers, a swarm of bees and other firearms exploded, and suddenly a pungent smoke filled the city wall. In the midst of the smoke, the choking smell of gunpowder hit your nostrils.
Balsboro, who had already retreated several miles away, stood in the distance, looking at the situation in front of the city wall from a distance. A team of ten thousand people was frantically attacking the city.
Of course, the Tatars were not fools. It was obviously unrealistic to rely on cavalry to attack the city. Balsboro never thought of using cavalry to attack the city.
However, Balsborough still ordered an army of ten thousand people to attack the city. His purpose was very simple, which was to test the Ming Dynasty's ability to defend the city.
Looking solemnly at the city wall filled with gunpowder smoke, Balsbroat's eyes were full of solemnity.
Whether a city is easy to attack or not, the most important thing is the spirit of the defenders. The city of Beijing is tall and the morale of the defenders is high, especially the firearms are ferocious. It can be said that after a wave of tests, Balsborough has no
Discover any flaws in the city of Beijing.
The captain of an army of ten thousand people watched helplessly as his soldiers fell under the city wall, either killed by arrows, killed by firearms, or bombarded by the continuous artillery fire.
In just half an hour, at least thousands of people on the Tatar side were killed or injured, and there was a wailing sound under the city wall.
Damon, the Ten Thousand Lord, had blue veins popping out and said to Balsbroat: "Your Highness, withdraw your troops. If this continues, the tribesmen may not be able to bear it!"
Balsbroat glanced at Damon and nodded slightly. Suddenly, a desolate horn sounded, and he saw the Tatar soldiers one by one, as if they had been granted amnesty, and quickly urged their horses to retreat.
In the blink of an eye, all the Tatar soldiers who had gathered under the city wall withdrew, leaving only dead and wounded soldiers all over the ground.
Even in an era when firearms completely replaced cold weapons, only a few soldiers died directly on the battlefield, and most died of serious injuries.
Today, there are about three to four thousand Tatar soldiers on the city wall. Among them, nearly two thousand soldiers died directly, and the rest are wounded.
The injuries of these wounded people may be light or serious, some of them are dying, some of them are injured by arrows but not fatal. Many Tatar soldiers with minor injuries crawled out from the pile of dead people, only to be hit by arrows one after another.
Shot on the spot.
On the city wall, seeing the Tatar soldiers retreat, many people breathed a sigh of relief, with joy on their faces.
It has to be said that the invasion of 100,000 Tatars is a great pressure for everyone. Even if these soldiers say that there is no pressure in their hearts, I am afraid no one will believe it.
After all, the soldiers in the capital have never had any experience of fighting against the Tatars. Without the experience of fighting, naturally they feel uncertain and anxious.
However, after this confrontation, all the worries I had originally had disappeared.
The Tatars were nothing more than that. Relying on the city of Beijing and using various weapons to defend the city, the Tatars suffered thousands of casualties in just one wave. It could almost be considered a great victory.
Especially after the casualties of the city defenders were counted, less than a hundred people were accidentally shot by Tatar arrows. This number of casualties was simply insignificant compared to the hundreds of thousands of troops. Compared with the Tatar casualties, it was even less.
Pitiful.
The British Duke stroked his beard and said with a smile in his eyes: "Send someone quickly to report the victory to His Majesty!"
In the palace, even when he was sitting there playing chess with Wang Hua, Zhu Houzhao was restless.
As Zhu Houzhao's teacher in the East Palace, Wang Hua had a mentor-disciple relationship. At this moment, Wang Hua looked at Zhu Houzhao's restless look and couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, a man who is a king will not change his expression even if the mountain collapses...
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Zhu Houzhao coughed lightly and was about to speak when he saw a guard in uniform striding over with a happy face and said from a distance: "Good news, good news..."
Zhu Houzhao stood up suddenly after hearing this. He didn't care about the majesty of the emperor. He stared at the imperial guard with burning eyes and said: "Speak quickly!"
I could only hear the guard in golden clothes saying: "Reporting to your majesty, the Tatar army came to the city. The British generals and other generals severely annihilated the Tatar army, killing thousands of enemies, and only suffered a hundred casualties..."
"Hahahaha! God bless my Ming Dynasty, God bless my Ming Dynasty!"
Suddenly hearing the good news, Zhu Houzhao couldn't help laughing.
Jiao Fang, Chen Ding, Wang Hua and others all breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, with relaxed expressions on their faces. They all said to Zhu Houzhao: "I congratulate your majesty and congratulate me on the Ming Dynasty!"
Zhu Houzhao couldn't help the joy in his heart and said: "Publish my decree, the soldiers in the front will kill one enemy and be rewarded with fifty taels of silver. The elders who kill thousands of Tatars will be granted the title of uncle. Those who kill the enemy chief will be granted the title of pingluhou! The dead and injured soldiers will be rewarded.
The injured will be rewarded fifty taels of silver, and the deceased will receive a hundred taels of compensation! Anyone who defends our Ming Dynasty will be generously rewarded."
"Your Majesty, your Majesty is wise, our Ming Dynasty will be eternal and lasting for thousands of years!"
There are only 100,000 Tatars. Even if we include the 100,000 Tatar troops led by Dayan Khan, the total number is 200,000. According to Zhu Houzhao's reward, even if all the 200,000 Tatar troops are included in the invasion
To kill him, the imperial court only had to spend tens of millions of taels of silver.
Even if you add in your own casualty compensation, the maximum is more than 10 million taels of silver. If you can really destroy the 200,000 elite Tatar army in one battle, let alone more than 10 million taels, even if it is doubled,
