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1131,Spilled iron juice

These steel arrows were so sharp that they penetrated many cowhide shields. People on the ground turned on their backs. Only iron-clad shields or bowl-thick log shields could block these arrows.

The people below were basically fine hiding in the siege vehicles. After all, the siege vehicles and ramming vehicles were covered with rawhide and logs to make herringbone roofs, which were very strong.

However, a large number of people who were exposed were shot by arrows.

"Don't stop, charge forward, you must charge forward." The Taijis supervising the battle shouted loudly.

At this time, you cannot stop and must rush forward.

It's a pity that they brought too many siege weapons. These weapons are extremely heavy and cannot move at any speed. Unless they give up these weapons and rush up with ladders.

This is why these people had to squat down and reduce the area in front of them.

Under the orders of the Taijis, they had no choice but to stand up and rush forward. They stood up and pushed the cart with all their strength. These cart pushers did not have shields, because they could not push the cart with shields.

These people were the ones who were shot the hardest. Except for tall buildings such as buildings and trucks that could block the arrows in an area, other people, especially those pushing trebuchets, were almost thrown to the ground by the shots.

But at this time, there was no other way but to rush forward. Anyway, we were already reaching the trench ahead.

Finally, a few minutes later, the vanguard arrived at the trench. More than 10,000 slaves carried sandbags, rushed to the front of the trench, threw the sandbags into the trench, then turned around and ran back.

These people are all slaves captured by the Oirat people from all over Central Asia. They are disposable cannon fodder. They usually do the most tiring work and eat worse than dogs. In war, they are used as cannon fodder.

Hassan is an Iranian. It has been five years since he was captured. Along with him, there are only a dozen compatriots who were sold to the Oirat people by the Afghans.

After he threw the sandbag into the deep, shallow and intermittent trench, he immediately ran back.

He saw Bashtu fall down. He picked up the fallen Bashtu and ran back while rolling and crawling.

"Get down, Hassan, listen to me, get down." Bashtu pulled him to stagger and lie down on the ground.

"Didn't you notice that those Ming people in the city only shoot their bows at the maximum elevation angle? I just discovered that those arrows all landed behind us. If we run back at this time, we will only be hit by arrows."

Bashtu said softly.

Only then did Hassan realize that he had pretended to fall on purpose.

After a few minutes, the arrows stopped.

"Let's go, my brother, get out of here quickly. Their archery with such intensity will definitely not last long. Let's run while they take turns." Bashtu pulled Hassan and ran back with all his strength.

The trenches in Jiuyuan City were terrible. More than 10,000 sandbags basically paved a mile-long trench. A large number of siege weapons were pushed directly over.

Dalai Tush could see clearly from a high place. He slapped his thigh and said excitedly: "It's done, let's rush forward."

Harahu Ci said: "Yes, as long as our warriors can reach the city wall, there is no city that we Oirats cannot capture."

At this time, Heduo and Qin also escaped. He had his head scratched by fragments of a stone bullet and was wrapped in a bandage. He looked very embarrassed.

"Father Khan, they have a large number of trebuchets, estimated to be hundreds, with a very long range. I am worried that after the camel cannon is withdrawn, they will use trebuchets to attack the rear of our army."

Harahu Ci said: "Don't be afraid, our siege equipment has reached the city wall, they will break the city soon, and we can afford the casualties."

One after another, siege engines arrived at the base of the city wall.

These siege vehicles are about three meters high, with a gabled roof on top. They are all made of logs with a diameter of 20 centimeters. There are vertical log walls on both sides below. There is a baffle in the front. This car has ten

There is a wheel, and the soldiers push it inside.

The wood of this thickness, covered with rawhide on the outside, is very strong, and there are no loopholes in the protection. The muskets, bows and arrows on the city wall, and the crossbows are all invulnerable.

Arpi was a captain of ten, and he was in the siege vehicle with ten of his soldiers.

"Put down the fender, hurry up." He shouted loudly.

Bagartu pulled the latch and pushed forward. With a bang, the baffle fell down, revealing the gray-white stone wall in front.

Although they had already investigated and found that Jiuyuan City had been covered with stones within three months, seeing it with their own eyes was still very shocking.

These stones were very large, weighing more than a hundred kilograms each. Although their shapes were irregular, they were glued together with something unknown and looked very strong. They could not judge the thickness of this stone wall either.

"Pull up the bumper, hurry up and hit it." Alpi shouted loudly.

Their ten-man team is composed of Turks. They are the servants of the Mongols.

A 30-centimetre-diameter piece of hardwood was hung on a rope in the siege vehicle. A cast-iron bull's head was installed on the head to hit the city wall.

Ten people immediately pulled up the rope, swung it backwards, and then pushed it together towards the city wall.

With a loud bang, the cast iron hit the corner and slammed into the city wall.

The hard granite did not move at all, and there was no change except for a long series of sparks. But the collision made the hands of ten people numb.

Yang Fan and Zhang Shize saw from the high platform that the North City Wall had been approached by more than forty siege vehicles. There were also a dozen siege vehicles that had also reached a distance of more than ten meters.

"The crucible and iron juice can be used. Give the order to splash." Yang Fan said.

At this time, many iron-making furnaces had been installed on the city wall. Inside were molten iron that was boiled into liquid form. The molten iron was boiling and splashing constantly.

Yang Fan may be lacking in other things, but he is not lacking in iron at all.

Moreover, even if it is spilled, it will not disappear. If it is shoveled, it can be recycled. It is just a waste of coal. There is a lot of coal here, so he has no big loss at all.

As a bugle sounded, Yan Yingyuan, who was on the archery tower of the North City Tower, ordered: "The commander-in-chief has ordered, immediately throw iron juice and burn the enemy's siege weapons."

At this time, a large number of infantrymen also came up, and ladders were set up one after another. The steel hooks on the top of the ladders hooked the masonry of the crenels.

A large number of Oirat people, holding scimitars in their mouths and using both hands, quickly climbed up the ladder.

Qinggeltai was the first one. He held a round rawhide shield in one hand and climbed up quickly. He was about to touch the crenel.

Suddenly, a steel spoon similar to one used for scooping out excrement was swung out, and a hot breath hit his face. Qing Geer reluctantly raised his five-layer rawhide buckler, trying to resist it.

The red-hot molten iron was poured directly on the shield. Because the shield was curved, although the molten iron ignited the rawhide, it would not burn through it immediately. The molten iron rolled down the sides of the small round shield and fell directly on Qing.

Gertai, and a long line of people behind him.

Ah! A shrill scream rang out.

If more than a thousand degrees of molten iron splashes onto a person, no matter whether you are wearing iron armor or leather armor, your flesh will be cooked instantly.


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