In Jiang Wan's mind, Zhenjiang Fort would encounter such a crisis sooner or later.
However, a crisis is both a danger and an opportunity, just like this unexpected snowstorm.
When the storm came, the Tartar army retracted decisively back to their camp. They did not attempt to do anything in the storm, and Zhenjiang Fort could not do anything in the storm.
, come to a desperate counterattack.
That's not realistic.
The reality is that under the power of nature, both sides have chosen to stop fighting. No matter how much both sides wish to let the other die without a burial place, they can only send the most vicious curses to each other on both sides of this blizzard.
, and then expect the person on the opposite side to be buried by this snowstorm.
The snowstorm suddenly stopped. On such a morning, it was obviously a surprise to the people on both sides. Standing at the highest point of the T-shaped fort, under the reflection of the snow on the ground, you could clearly see the distance.
Although the Tartar camp seemed to be buried in snow, there were still shadows of people moving around.
Not all the Tartars froze to death, nor did they take advantage of the snowstorm to leave. This made the hanging stone in Jiang Wan's heart finally fall to the ground.
He is not afraid that the Tartars will attack the city foolishly. As long as the Tartars dare to continue the attack, he is sure that at least half of the Tartar troops will be left under the city. What he is afraid of is that the Tartars will take advantage of the snowstorm to retreat to Liaoyang, and Zhenjiang Fort is now
With their military strength and such weather, they probably won’t be able to catch up with them.
This is the opportunity God gave Jiang Wan. This opportunity is so rare. What's even more rare is that the 10,000 or 20,000 Tartars on the opposite side don't know who gave them the confidence and courage. Even a snowstorm like this can't stop them.
They decided to take Zhenjiang Fort.
For Jiang Wan, this is great!
The Tartars did not evacuate during the storm, so now that the storm has subsided, they will not evacuate.
A whole day has passed, and the Tartars have not attacked. I don't know what they are waiting for. Jiang Wan is also waiting, waiting for the news from the West Route Army. If the Tartars are to be completely annihilated, the cooperation of the West Route Army will be needed.
will play a decisive role.
In such weather, with such snow up to a foot deep, it is impossible for the scouts of both sides to get close to each other. The traces of people on the snow are simply eye-catching, and the reflection of the snow at night, in this era, no matter what
Whether it is the Ming army or the Tartars, except for a few elites who are not night-blind, they can resist. Going out at night like this is no different from seeking death.
The next day, the snow began to melt slowly.
In the Tartar camp, there were gradually more fireworks. Behind the Tartar camp, a large number of soldiers dragged trees cut down from a distance and began to make siege equipment.
The snow is beginning to decrease visibly to the naked eye.
On the contrary, it was still covered with snow under Zhenjiang Castle.
On the third day, at the T-shaped fort of Zhenjiang Fort and the military fort facing the Tartars, the various carts originally used to block the gate of the castle were removed by the Ming army. Hundreds of Ming soldiers began to walk out of the military fort.
They were clearing the snow as if no one was around, as if the Tartar camp a few miles away didn't exist.
On this day, both sides were in peace, and towering wooden equipment faintly appeared in the Tartar camp.
On the fourth day, a large number of Ming troops poured out of the T-shaped fort. Amidst the war drums, thousands of Ming troops lined up in two square formations in front of the T-shaped fort.
Array.
There was finally movement in the Tartar camp. The towering siege equipment did not move, but thousands of cavalry rushed out from the Tartar camp. Like the Ming army, these thousands of cavalry also rushed out of the Tartar camp.
An array was formed at the entrance of the camp, facing the Ming army from a distance.
In the Ming army's formation, there were drums, and behind the Tartar cavalry, trumpets were blasting from the air.
As soon as the formations of both sides were opened, there was a surge of iron-blooded energy.
A steady stream of cavalry was still filing out of the Tartar camp. They divided into two groups and bypassed their own group in the front, heading towards the flanks. In the snow in the distance, the sound of war drums could be faintly heard, and countless
Black figures came out of the snow, and they were neatly organized, just like the two Ming army arrays in front.
Face to face, flank to flank, the Ming army did not give Hou Jin any chance to take advantage. They abandoned the solid city wall and walked out of the city, seemingly intending to have an upright field battle with Hou Jin's army.
Hou Jin's brigade was silent. Dai Shan simply did not believe that such a good thing could happen. Even though the number of Ming troops appearing in front of him at this moment had far exceeded 10,000, he still doubted that the Ming troops must have some back-ups.
The cavalry messengers moved quickly between the teams, issuing orders. Every Houjin soldier tightened the reins of his horse and waited for the order with an expressionless face.
There is the sun in the sky, but it is soft and has no strength at all. The cold wind that blows on the face seems to be completely unaffected by the sun.
The sound of the horns has stopped. On the entire battlefield, apart from the snorting of war horses from time to time, there is only the drumming of the Ming army's war drums that seems to beat on people's hearts.
The Ming army slowly moved towards the enemy in front of them. Although it was slow, it was very determined. Every few dozen steps they took, they stopped to adjust their formation, and then continued to move forward.
In Daishan's eyes, this was no longer just an invitation to fight, but a provocation.
"The Ming army's artillery must be waiting on the city wall. I have seen their tactics!"
Amin stood behind Daishan with a serious face: "The artillery bombarded our cavalry approaching them, and then the heavy infantry acted as shields in front, and a large number of firecrackers hid behind the battle formation to kill us. When they first
Just by using this kind of tactics, I was forced to have nowhere to start!"
"Also, their fire blunderbuss hits very fast, and the range is about the same as our bows and arrows. Within a hundred steps, they are all dead. Using bows and arrows to harass the opponent's array will not have much effect!"
Azig added on the side, these two guys who suffered losses under Li Zicheng spoke out their knowledge of the Ming army without reservation.
"If they were not infantry, but cavalry, they would be easier to fight!" Amin said: "At least, those annoying Ming army cannons would be useless at all!"
"Is there any difference?" Daishan shook his head: "Wait until they come over and get out of the range of the cannon. I will build the camp here. I have already thought of this. They guys without horses want to reach us.
, I have to walk slowly and leisurely for another two places before talking!"
He looked at the city in the distance and felt as if a pair of eyes were watching him. With the "jiang" flag fluttering in the wind, the commander-in-chief of the Ming army must also be watching what's going on here!
"They can't hold back anymore. Once our city boarding vehicle is built, breaking their military fortress is just a matter of raising hands!" Daishan said proudly: "It seems that they are the ones taking the initiative to invite the battle and attack, but in fact it is them.
We have to fight, they can’t wait any longer!”
He smiled and looked at the two Baylors beside him: "And we, don't be in a hurry!"