Chapter two hundred and thirteenth brother's gift, afraid of the past
The sun has naturally begun to tilt, slowly but surely descending towards the western horizon.
Tian Kun stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face, withdrew his gaze and looked at the city. The battle situation was still extremely stalemate, and the brutal fighting was still the only focus on this land.
In the moat that was about to be cut off, the turbid river water had been rendered dark red by blood. There were countless corpses floating in the turbid water, and the broken limbs and arms were like garbage, thrown everywhere under the city. Originally, under the closed city, outside the moat
The flat ground now looks like a muddy field that has been trampled by countless ancient giant beasts. The originally golden withered grass has been blown away to no one knows where, exposing the rich black soil, but the broken grass on it
The cloth, leather robe, and the splashing blood gradually turned from scarlet to brown, and were once again doused with fresh blood, layer by layer, layer by layer, mixed in the soil. Let this pass before the pass
The area of dozens of steps almost turned into a muddy swamp that was difficult to navigate.
From the sky, the arrows coming and going were stabbing at the top of the city in a chaotic manner, or under the city gate, the living lives struggling against the arrows were always quickly submerged and turned into fallen bodies.
A hedgehog is like a barren grave covered with thatch.
And the originally gray-yellow color of the wall was now stained with blood, kerosene, and gunpowder smoke, giving it a weird and palette-like color. And the originally flat wall was also now stained with paint.
It was devastated, and near the crenellations of the female wall, the arrows thrown by archers made it look like there were more furry cactus on the top of the city.
A road made of sandbags that ran through the moat was finally completed amidst the cheers of the Washi soldiers. With the cheers and howls one after another, a large number of armored Junggar soldiers used their leather shields or scimitars.
Pushing or smashing the back of their swords, they pushed aside the young men of other tribes who blocked their way forward, and rushed through this passage. Facing the huge rocks and rain of arrows that fell from the city head, they worked hard to add those to the moat.
The ladder was drawn up and a new round of offensive began.
However, the artillery on the city head was still roaring at a constant speed. After the clouds of fire, there was thick white smoke rolling in, and countless finger-sized black spots penetrated the smoke, bringing up wisps of smoke like black clouds.
The light-like afterimage rubbed against the air and made a piercing scream. Then it easily broke the scimitar, tore the leather shield, tore the armor, and got into the hot body. From the body that was penetrated by it,
From the wound, clouds of blood mist burst out.
Over a hundred shotgun blasts from each cannon would clear out a square meter square, just like the crop circles that suddenly appeared in Wiltshire, England in later generations, with not a single plant able to stand inside.
Such horrific lethality made the Waci soldiers gnash their teeth and curse the terrible murder weapon, but they had to endure the urging and curses of the officers, bite the bullet and continue to face the baptism of firearms and arrows.
. And more Wazi archers, under the urging of the officers, opened their hard bows and started a contest with great disparity in strength with the Ming archers and Huo Tong soldiers on the city.
Because, under the cover of the city wall, only the best shooter can accurately and directly hit the target he wants to shoot from dozens of steps away. However, in this long and continuous siege battle,
, facing the threat of death at any time, I am afraid that no one can perform archery calmly. Even the best archer will start to feel numb in his arms after drawing the bow fifteen times. Fortunately,
Yes, the Waci soldiers were skilled with bows and horses. When one group of archers went down, another group would come up to them to maintain the suppression of the Ming army's long-range firepower on the city wall, as well as to protect the siege soldiers below the city.
However, in addition to bows and arrows, the Ming army also possesses a large number of crossbows and fire guns. Although the crossbows are laborious to string, they hardly consume energy in aiming and firing, making it easier to deal fatal blows to the targeted target from a superior position.
blow.
Although Huorui's rate of fire is slow, once it is hit, the damage caused by the thick lead shot is far greater than that of a bow and arrow. Not to mention the swarm of swarms that appear on the wall from time to time and evenly scatter down, causing intensive casualties, and the artillery.
The dispersion that is spewed out.
Although the nomads dominate the field, they have always lacked the skills and efficiency to attack fortresses. Nowadays, the Waqi army lacks sophisticated craftsmen and technology to build sophisticated siege weapons. Now, this Waqi army completely hopes to use
Human lives were used to exhaust the resistance of the defenders. Although this tactic seemed extremely cruel and bloody, it was also a helpless move.
Because what they want to fight is the time difference, hoping to consume all the defensive power of Dushikou Fort in the shortest time, occupying this dangerous pass that they destroyed last year, so that the Wasi Empire can
His own flag was placed on top of the city of Shangdu, which had been abandoned for decades, announcing to everyone that the revival of the ancient Méng people was about to come.
It is precisely for this reason that Ye Xian handed over this important task to the hands of King Sekan. He knew that his good brother understood his thoughts better than others and should not let down his expectations.
As time dragged on, King Sekan's expression became more and more impatient, and he kept issuing orders one after another. Centuries were sent to the battlefield one after another, hoping that these new forces would continue to maintain their historical power over the defenders on the city.
Force. While waiting for the arrival of siege weapons from the rear.
Last year, it was with the help of several ramming vehicles that the loess rammed gate city was destroyed, and we were able to enter the city and open a road to the hinterland of the Ming Dynasty.
Although the number of Wasi's army at that time was much larger than it is now, the number of Ming soldiers in Dushikou Fort is also much smaller than that at that time. Therefore, King Sekan is very confident that in the shortest time,
Within time, we can capture this northernmost barrier of Xuanfu Town, the throat of Xanadu. If we capture it, the Troos family's rule over the grassland will be more stable.
Already sitting on a paved felt, King Sekan was taking a swig of liquor and tasting the barbecue sent by his soldiers, with an excited and ferocious light in his eyes.
"Grand Governor, should we let the children have a rest? It's been two hours, and it's too tiring to continue fighting like this." Next to him, a general couldn't help but stood up and cautiously stepped forward.
Jin Yan said, "Let's wait for the siege equipment to arrive before we attack."
"Our warriors are very tired, but don't forget that the southern barbarians above the city will be even more tired. Our number is more than ten times or even twenty times theirs. We just need to attack them non-stop to drain them dry."
With the last bit of strength, at that time, even if our warriors stab them with a knife, they can't even move their fingers." The King of Games sneered twice, threw a shiny bone to the ground, and pointed
Pointing to the smoke-filled battlefield ahead. "This is my gift to my brother, the great Great Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty. Therefore, what we need is a complete monolithic fortress, not a pile of rags. Do you understand?"
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The general had no choice but to retreat. After all, what King Saikan said was indeed true. Although Wasa was the king in the field, it did not mean that they were invincible. They had many field battles with the Xuanfu of the Ming Dynasty.
, but the outcome is half the battle.
Thinking of the father and son King Yang and King Xiao Yang, the generals also understood that if they had a complete monolithic fortress, at least the warriors of Wasi would not let the arrows led by King Yang to attack like last year.
The soldiers were beaten like wild dogs, and they were beaten to death. They had to give up at the pass they had reached and fled back to the prairie in haste and embarrassment.