At this time, everyone reacted, and the entire team dispersed. Everyone dropped their weapons and various things in their hands, turned around and ran away.
At this time, if you haven’t run yet, what are you waiting for!
Are you waiting for that devilish red cannon to unleash a rain of steel again?
Three to four thousand people fled together, and Chu Buqing could not stop him. He chopped down a few with his sword. But more people, like a flock of yellow sheep on the grassland, bypassed him on both sides and moved backward crazily.
Run away.
Chu Buqing was still dumbfounded when the fourth and fifth shots came.
There was another bloody storm, and the minced meat that had been smashed in front of him breathed into his face. He wiped it with his hand in surprise, and he felt a chill rush from his tailbone to his brain.
At this time, he ignored Khan Ahai's order to retreat. He turned around and ran away.
Watching the Mongolians fleeing in all directions in the distance, grinding the table was a bit unsatisfactory.
At this time, the watchtower in the distance came into his field of vision. He had ignored them before because he was far away. But now he could see it clearly under the telescope.
In the words of the master, the person standing in the C position is a lean old man with a goatee. He has a shoehorn face, triangular eyes, and unflattering eyebrows. He doesn't look like a good guy.
There were a bunch of old men surrounding him, talking flatteringly to him.
It seems that these are the Taijis who came to attack Duolun City this time. Looking at the old immortal in the C position, he must be a big shot.
Who is he? Mo Desi touched his chin and thought.
There are two big figures in Haraqin headquarters, one is named Khan Ahai and the other is named Buyan Ahai.
The so-called "Kalaqin" is divided into two parts. One part is the "real" Karaqin, whose leader is a descendant of the Jin family and a descendant of Lao Batu, the grandson of Dayan Khan.
The nominal ruler at that time, and also the nominal ruler of the entire Karaqin, was the so-called "Khan Ahai" Rassibu, also known as "Khan Ahai".
Another important leader, who the Karaqin people called "Hongtaiji", was called Buyan Ahai. Ming people called him "Baiyan Huangtaiji".
One of them relies on blood and prestige, the other relies entirely on strength and personal ability.
The great khan of the thirty-six families of Duoyan was Subudi (the Shubu), and these people were called Shubu. They were not serious Haraqin people.
Duoyan is considered a part of Haraqin at this time. From a macro perspective, Haraqin is a Romance of the Three Kingdoms. The three people Han Ahai, Buyan Ahai and Su Budi are combined vertically and horizontally.
Their relationship is tumultuous.
Duoyan is another part of Karaqin.
That is, the original Duoyan, or Uliangha, or the remnant tribe that the Mongols called "Sanyang Ten Thousand Houses".
Strictly speaking, these people were not Haraqin, but they had been annexed by the latter for a long time, and at that time they had long been regarded as its integral part or even the main force.
In order to gain more status as leaders, the leaders of these tribes have long been intermarrying with the Jin family, so they are also called "Tabu Nang" (which means son-in-law in Mongolian).
Their activity area is in the area outside Xifengkou, Ji Town, and the "Thirty-six Families" mentioned by the Ming Dynasty mainly refer to these tribes.
The two major forces of the Haraqin headquarters are active in Datong and the area north of Zhangjiakou.
The Duoyan forces were active east of Zhangjiakou, which is the area north of the Great Wall in today's Hebei Province. Their territory was bounded by Nuruer Tiger Mountain in the east and adjacent to the Liaoxi Corridor in Liaodong.
To the east of Nurul Tiger Mountain is the Liaoxi Corridor, which is also the Guanningjin defense line of Commander Yuan. To the north of Haraqin is the sphere of influence of the Chahar people, which is the headquarters territory of Lin Dan Khan.
Mo Zui thought to himself that this old man looked like he was almost seventy years old. Buyan Ahai was only in his forties, so he was in the prime of life, so he probably wasn't.
Su Budi has always had conflicts with Khan Ahai. During the Battle of Zhaocheng (Hohhot) last year, Khan Ahai was let go by Su Budi, which resulted in the defeat.
The information from the second lady showed that Su Budi did not seem to be involved in this siege. Before Mozui set off, Lin Yueru's people sent relevant information. Mozui had carefully understood the situation on the grassland.
Then there is no need to guess, this old immortal is Khan Ahai. A descendant of this golden family. A descendant of Laobatu, the grandson of Dayan Khan. The nominal ruler of the whole Karaqin, Rasshebu.
Mo Zui felt excited. Damn it, An Sanxi has been struggling for more than a month and was surrounded by Khan Ahai's army. I encountered this big fish on my first day here today. If I can kill this old man with one shot
The immortals were beaten to death, but An Sanxi was still angry to death, hahaha.
"Former Fort, have you seen the watchtower in the distance?" Mo Zui shouted into the microphone.
"Where, in which direction?" Fu Laoliu asked as the observation port of the fort was only at the gun window, and the viewing angle was limited.
"Well, eleven o'clock direction."
"Well, I saw it. There is only one watchtower in that direction." Fu Laoliu picked up the telescope and looked carefully.
"There are a lot of old men who are well-dressed, all wearing gold-embroidered uniforms. Looking at their outfits, these must be Taiji."
"Yes, these are all important figures in Haraqin, allowing us men to catch up, hahaha"
"I looked at the distance. Well, it's within reach. It's less than 900 meters. It's within range."
"I said to the old boss, if we use the red cannon to kill this old immortal, we won't make An Sanxi angry to death, hahaha."
"As you can imagine, An Sanxi has been sticking her butt out for more than a month, and we're here to pick peaches."
"Don't say anything. Boss, just tell me whether you want to do it or not."
"Go for it! There's nothing to hesitate about. The distance is within reach. But whether you can hit it or not depends on your luck."
"Okay, I'll leave it to you."
Fu Laoliu turned around and said, "Full charge, solid spherical bullets loaded in one shot."
His apprentices immediately opened an ammunition box with solid bullets written on it, took out a fully loaded medicine bag, inserted it into the barrel of the gun with a wooden pole, pushed it to the bottom, then put it in a cork holder, and finally put in a three-point ammunition bag.
Sixteen pound shot put.
"You only have one chance to aim at the target. If you miss, these old guys will run faster than rabbits. If you want to hit, you will have no chance." Fu Laoliu turned to his eldest apprentice and said.
"Alright, please, we will knock him off any platform with one shot."
The apprentices cranked the tilt and steering machines.
The muzzle of the gun slowly pointed at the watchtower 900 meters away.
Hu Dahai nodded towards the master, which meant that he had taken good aim.
This distance is too far. Although the red cannon can theoretically shoot 1,500 meters, in this era, direct aiming technology has just been invented for artillery. The maximum range of 1,500 meters refers to the parabolic range, and that aiming needs to be carried out
Ballistic calculations are indirect aiming.
Aiming directly at 900 meters has reached the limit. To be honest, Fu Laoliu and Mo Zui both know that whether they can hit this distance depends partly on luck.