The young apprentice inserted the red-hot iron drill from the stove into the fire door.
The red-clothed cannon slammed into the rear seat with a deafening bang.
A thirty-six pound heavy solid lead bullet flew out of the muzzle.
The recoil of a full charge is huge.
Pulled by the ropes and pulleys, the artillery reached the furthest distance before the cannon slowly began to reset.
Mo Zhui, Chen Xi, Chen Zhijian, and Fu Laoliu all stared nervously at the watchtower in the distance.
The shells were coming in an instant. Mo Zhui looked in the telescope for a while, but didn't see any changes there.
I sighed in disappointment. I guess I didn't hit it.
The watchtower looks like a big target, but it's empty on all sides.
It is a platform supported by four pillars. There is a ladder to go up.
It is indeed easy for the shells to fly through the gaps.
Fu Laoliu angrily slapped Hu Dahai on the head and cursed: "How did you aim? Didn't you brag to everyone and say it was because of your good eyesight?"
Khan Ahai and others were a little surprised when they saw the bow gun fort of the black ship in the distance and slowly turned to the platform they were on.
What's the use of pointing this distance here? They don't know the range of this cannon.
In experience, the Ming Dynasty's artillery can hit three to five hundred meters.
Then there was a loud noise, much louder than the bombardment of the trebuchet just now.
Cannonballs are absolutely invisible to the naked eye because they travel faster than the speed of sound.
Khan Ahai seemed to feel the watchtower beneath his feet vibrate. It was very brief, and it seemed to be his own illusion.
He looked at the others, who also felt it. They looked at each other suspiciously.
Then, there was a sound of grinding teeth, and after a burst of crunching sounds, there was a click, and one of the pillars of the watchtower broke.
The shell just hit these load-bearing pillars. Under the huge impact, the other three pillars also shook wildly, and the entire watchtower gradually tilted.
Mo Zui shouted into the microphone: "Boss Lao Fu, have you seen that the watchtower is crooked?"
Fu Laoliu quickly grabbed the binoculars and looked over there.
Visible to the naked eye, the tower tilted a little and then fell backwards.
The frightened faces of the Mongolian nobles on the platform were clearly visible through the telescope.
There was a loud bang, followed by a burst of dust. The watchtower completely collapsed.
With the collapse of the watchtower, the Mongols were all in chaos.
Almost all the leading figures of the Mongols who came to attack Duolun City were on that watchtower. They were completely destroyed.
A large number of Mongols rushed over to rescue their leader.
All the Mongolian troops outside the city gave up their attack, abandoned the troops trapped in the moat, and retreated directly.
From the telescope, I saw that the Mongols picked up many people in leather bags and carried them away. I don’t know the casualties caused by the collapse of the watchtower. I don’t know if Khan Ahai died.
This watchtower is thirteen to fourteen meters high. Although it fell down at an angle, no one can bear the fall from this height and it is impossible not to be injured.
The army retreated, and the trapped elites were dumbfounded. Seeing the terrifying black ship coming in front of them again, and looking at the black muzzle of the red cannon, they became completely honest.
Before, people had never used the red cannon.
Just now, everyone watched helplessly as the red cannon knocked down the watchtower of the Great Khan with one shot. The Great Khan did not know whether he was alive or dead.
Just now, the scene of the red cannons bombarding the trebuchets with one shot after another is still in front of us. The overwhelming rain of steel destroyed the thick trebuchets, let alone human flesh and blood.
A Mongolian centurion threw away the scimitar in his hand and knelt down to ask for surrender.
With one, there will be a second. The Mongolians' will to fight collapsed, and one after another, they knelt down and surrendered.
They were completely defeated and no longer had the courage to continue resisting.
The soldiers in the city came out from the city gate, tied up the surrendered Mongols, and escorted them to the city for detention.
Chen Zhijian sailed the boat to the section of the river between Toronto and the Bastille Castle.
There are city walls protecting the north and south ends here, and there are iron cables crossing the river to block the river, making it very safe. The docks on both sides of the river here are the starting point for navigation between Duolun City and Zunhua.
An Sanxi and Huang San took the civil and military officials here out of the east gate to greet them.
The springboard was built on the pier's trestle, and Mo Zhui walked down the springboard majestically.
He punched An Sanxi on the chest.
He said ostentatiously: "How is my steamboat? I'm envious."
An Sanxi laughed and scolded: "What's your steamboat? That's Miss Chen Xi's boat, okay? You, a guy with muscles in your bones, are just a bodyguard at best."
Everyone burst into laughter.
Everyone laughed and cursed and greeted each other for a while, then invited Chen Xi and his party to get in the car and go to the Yamen in the city to settle down.
At the same time, in the Xinuan Pavilion of the Qianqing Palace, Chongzhen was reading memorials on the throne.
He held a letter in his hand and frowned.
"Yang Fan applied to me to take the officers and soldiers from the Qianhu Station in Hexi Province out of Malanguan to practice on the grasslands. At the same time, they will patrol the border outside the border wall of Ji Town."
Wang Chengen and Luo Yangxing stood sideways with their hands down, silent, waiting to hear His Majesty's next words.
Your Majesty's words were not intended, and it was not easy to answer.
"Luo Yangxing, what happened to the dilapidated city that Yang Tongzhi built on the grassland?"
Hearing the emperor's roll call, naturally he could no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb, and quickly replied: "To answer your Majesty's question, starting from more than a month ago, the Haraqin people colluded with Tumede Zhutaiji, Ordos Jinong, and Duoyan
Thirty-six families of Tabu Nang have jointly besieged it. It has been a month now, because it is isolated in the depths of the grassland and is surrounded from all sides. Now there is no news. I don’t know if the city has been broken."
The emperor was shocked. Did Yang Fan stir up a hornet's nest? These people were almost the entire power of Monan Mongolia.
If these people work together, even Lin Dan Khan may not be able to defeat them. The main reason why they were defeated by Lin Dan Khan before was because they were infighting and restrained each other.
The emperor touched his chin. At this time, Yang Fan requested to lead troops to patrol the border. In all likelihood, Duolun City was still in his hands. Based on his understanding of him, Yang Fan would not give in easily.
On the surface, he was going to patrol the border, but actually he wanted to support Duolun City.
With his little strength, can he solve the siege of Duolun?
He went to colonize the heartland of the people. It's surprising that the Mongols could tolerate him. This result is not surprising at all.
Chongzhen thought about it and found it hard to make a decision.
He regards Yang Fan as a sharp blade in his hand. Because Yang Fan has no connection with any force. Like the troops in Changping, they are all under his actual control.
Now the patrol battalion controls the inside of the city, and the Changping garrison is responsible for the outside. Yang Fan's troops are an elite force near the capital. Zunhua is very close to the capital. These are all laid out by Chongzhen.
He needs to have some power of his own to intimidate civilian officials, military generals, nobles, and even eunuchs.
Let them know that the emperor has elite troops outside the city in Ji Town, and that their disorderly conduct will have very bad consequences.
If Yang Fan's power is lost, the most direct impact will be on his own authority.
After all, the patrol battalion can only manage some public security. The army in Changping was led by the Japanese pirates and was ruined. It has not recovered yet.
If Yang Fan's troops were destroyed in the grassland, it would be unimaginable for him.
However, as Yang Fan said, only by constantly fighting can we truly train a usable soldier.
From my understanding of Yang Fan, Yang Fan is not a fool, and he will never fight against the Mongols. He still has the ability to abandon Duolun and retreat to the Great Wall.
Chongzhen rubbed his temples in distress, not knowing for a moment how to decide.