Chapter 420: The Lost Rabbit
In the camp, a large number of bonfires were lit, burning brightly to drive away the cold. A few miles away was Qingcang's Guihua City. Standing on the city wall, you could easily see the light of the fire here.
However, looking at the light in the deep night, all the Mongolian soldiers felt a sense of fear, the fear brought from Chahanhot.
It is said that the Emperor of Ming Dynasty is in the army. It is said that the firearms there are quite magical. They can decapitate people from a hundred steps away. It is said that they are very rich. Every soldier can have steel armor, which is better than iron armor.
Awesome steel armor.
All kinds of legends spread freely under the cover of night.
The next day, it was bright and clear, and Zhu Youxiao woke up from his military tent. The entire camp had woken up and was forming an orderly formation to start broadcasting.
Countless phalanxes were separated and stretched for several miles. The soldiers carried their guns and marched towards the front in an orderly manner. The sound of orderly footsteps was no less than the sound of horse hooves trampling, which was inexplicably frightening.
Zhu Youxiao rode a horse and advanced slowly with the Imperial Guard soldiers behind him.
After walking for about a quarter of an hour, the large group of people stopped outside Guihua City. Although Guihua City was small, there were more than 100,000 or 200,000 soldiers and horses hidden inside. Zhu Youxiao did not encircle the large group, but surrounded it on all sides.
They only stopped in front of one side of the city gate and formed a military formation.
In front of the military formation, there are numerous artillery pieces. In addition to mortars that hinder cavalry attacks and kill the enemy, there are also a large number of cannons, all twelve-pound cannon field heavy artillery. Each cannon weighs more than a thousand kilograms and requires several horses.
The horses were dragging, and at this moment hundreds of cannons were lined up in sequence, and the black muzzles shot straight into the sky, which was inexplicably frightening to see.
The general guarding the city looked at the muzzle of the cannon below and felt his mouth was dry. Although the temperature was still several degrees below zero, he felt a heat in his heart and sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Aren't you coming out yet?" Zhu Youxiao frowned and looked at the quiet Guihua City. Lin Danhan, an old ghost, didn't know what kind of plane he was flying. Could he really want to defend the city?
Logically speaking, if he rushes out at this time and fights in the field with more people, even if he cannot defeat Zhu Youxiao, he can still cause huge casualties to Zhu Youxiao. This is better than sticking to the city. With their history and experience in building the city,
With experience, is he qualified to play defensive battle with Ming Dynasty?
"fire!"
Zhu Youxiao decided not to wait any longer. No matter what the other party thought, he could just break the city by himself. Breaking through here and capturing Lin Danhan would spell the end of the Mongol Empire, which continued to last until it was still alive.
boom!
The gunners lit the fire door and ignited the propellant. The gunpowder burned and expanded, and instantly pushed out the twelve-pound lead bullet. The projectile flew out along a parabola, and then hit the city head hard. Due to the different angles,
Some hit the inside, some hit the wall, and some swept across the city, causing huge casualties.
"Adjust the elevation angle."
After a round of salvo fire, the commander issued a new order, and each gunner began to adjust the gun mount according to other elevation angles. The elevation angle of the cannon was too high, and then fixed.
Afterwards, the barrel was cleaned, ammunition was loaded, and finally fired again.
boom!
Hundreds of lead bullets flew out again, this time their targets were all the same, they all hit the inside of Guihua City, but the distance was different.
Zhu Youxiao didn't want to use cannons to hit the city wall. That would be too wasteful. If he really wanted to break through Guihua City, it would be very simple. He could suppress the city head with muskets, and then bury a few coffin boards under the wall. The gate would be opened immediately, and the city wall would be opened.
The shattering is much more powerful than the random bombardment of cannons.
However, Zhu Youxiao didn't want to do this. He just wanted to establish his authority and let the wolves on the grassland remember how powerful he was, and let the scene of hundreds of cannons blasting together be engraved in their hearts forever.
"Two base ammunition, fire freely!" He issued an order again.
One base number is twelve cannonballs, and two base numbers is twenty-four. Adding the two that happened before, these hundred cannons will fire twenty more.
After the order was given, all the gunners ran excitedly. This was their favorite order. Free fire meant that they did not have to maintain the same firing speed as others. As long as they loaded more blocks, they could
How fast it launches.
This kind of free shooting is the best way to show the technical level of a team operating a cannon.
Boom boom boom!
In an instant, an overwhelming explosion sounded. Two thousand lead bullets rushed towards Guihua City. There was a burst of pops and a large amount of gunpowder smoke filled the air, blocking people's sight, making it difficult for Daming to see clearly what was happening in Guihua City.
It looks like, but even if there is no smoke, they can't see the scene behind the city wall.
With a creak, the city gate opened.
Then, shouts came from inside, and the sound of rumbling cavalry charges followed. The Ming soldiers who had been prepared did not panic and quickly formed their formations, waiting for the enemy's attack.
The smoke quickly dissipated, and large groups of cavalry rushed out of Guihua City. However, these cavalry seemed a little bit bad. They were dusty and not very elegant. Moreover, when they charged, they also liked to shout and roar.
As he stood, he kept yelling something weird.
"Long live the Mongol Empire, long live the Golden Family."
This was translated by someone who knew Mongolian. However, these slogans made Zhu Youxiao a little confused as to why they were shouting during the charge. But no one could answer his question.
Seeing the enemy charging, the frontline commander immediately issued orders.
"Mortar, fire."
A large number of cylindrical shells with burning fuses flew into the sky. Although their momentum was sufficient, their unsmooth shape destined them not to fly for long and they quickly landed. Then the fuses burned out and began to explode with a bang.
Iron nails and iron sheets flew everywhere, killing countless people.
Soon, after several rounds of volleys, the cavalry team of about 20,000 people was reduced to pieces, with shocking casualties. However, the remaining cavalry still ignored it and rushed over with crazy expressions.
The distance was shortened, and it was the attack range of the musket. Bang bang bang, the sound like fried beans sounded again. The classic three-stage attack tactic was vividly performed by the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty. With a range of hundreds of meters and skilled loading skills,
A large number of gunmen formed a dense line of fire.
One by one, the Mongolian cavalry fell on the charging road. However, the remaining people continued to charge forward... to die!
Yes, it is to die. This is the result Zhu Youxiao came to after careful observation with a telescope. Everyone looked fanatical and followed the leader regardless of charge. It seemed like they were martyred.
Holding the binoculars, Zhu Youxiao stared at a figure carefully. He was gorgeously dressed, with many seals and accessories on his body, and there was someone behind him holding the banner of King Khan.
"This is... a fortune-telling rabbit?!" Zhu Youxiao looked at some official Ming Dynasty accessories and clothes on his body and vaguely guessed the identity of the other party, the fourth generation Shunyi King of Tumut.
I saw him shouting like a soldier, "Long live the Golden Family!"
Then he launched a tragic charge. The ammunition was ruthless. He didn't know who was who. Soon, Bu Shitu was hit by countless lead bullets. He fell to the ground like a rag sack. He charged.
The distance is even closer than that of ordinary soldiers.
After falling to the ground, Bu Shitu was not dead for a while. He turned over hard and looked at the vast sky. He raised his right hand high as if he wanted to catch something and murmured something in his mouth. Zhu Youxiao guessed,
He must have shouted the same phrase, "Long live the Golden Family."
In the end, the lead bullet in his body took away all the vitality. Bu Shitu's right hand fell heavily, and his eyes disappeared and became dim.
The contemporary king of Shunyi lost the rabbit in his divination and died in defeat!
"What must have happened here." Zhu Youxiao put down his telescope, looked at the battlefield littered with corpses, and guessed in his mind. A total of 20,000 cavalry, charging without fear of death, did not break through the defense line composed of artillery and artillery, and finally left behind
What fell was just corpses on the ground, a total of 20,000 corpses.
The transformation and cruelty of the battlefield brought about by firearms can be seen from this.
Pushing forward in time, we find ourselves in the Glazed Golden Palace.
Lin Dan Khan summoned all the top officials of the Mongol Empire, including King Bu Shitu of Shunyi in Tumote, the few remaining Eketos from the Chahar tribe, and the Jinong Elinchen of Ordos. Although they were defeated, their tribes were defeated by Lin Dan.
Khan embezzled, but surprisingly, several people were not killed.
Perhaps it was for the sake of stability, or perhaps it was for the sake of the Mongol Empire. In short, Lin Dan Khan kept them and imprisoned them in Guihua City.
After these people were summoned by Lin Danhan, they looked at each other and didn't know why.
"Ben Khan..." Lin Danhan said, but before he could say anything, there was a rumble in the sky, and then, almost like thunder coming to the world, one after another sounds sounded.
After that, there was the sound of tragic crying, the screams of the herdsmen and soldiers in the city.
People didn't know why, and rushed out to take a look. When they saw it, they saw a spectacular sight. Accompanied by thunderous roars, countless black lead bullets flew in the air, and finally fell down, destroying houses and collapsing residences.
In this apocalyptic scene, the war horses kept whining and roaring, and countless herdsmen and warriors ran like wolves and pigs, escaping in all directions. However, many people were still brushed by the projectiles that were constantly thrown up. Some were torn apart, and some were more lucky.
, just amputated hands and feet.
What a picture of hell on earth.
"You have seen it. The Ming Dynasty is invincible. They have received the blessing of the gods to have such terrifying firearms!" Lin Danhan looked at the scene in front of him and trembled with fear. The scene of being destroyed by countless muskets that day seemed to reappear.
Come out, with such weapons, no matter how many people there are, it is useless.
"I have summoned you all just to announce that I have decided to surrender!" Looking at them, Lin Danhan said his decision with a trembling voice.
"No, absolutely not. The glory of the Golden Family cannot be let go." The first person to object was Bu Shitu, King of Shunyi of Tumote. He shouted at the top of his lungs, "The Golden Family can never surrender.
"
Lin Danhan looked at him silently, without saying a word. The others also looked surprised. Although they were also surprised in their hearts, they were not as intense as Bu Shutu.
[Author's digression]: Well, some people say that my book is mentally retarded and there is nothing I can do about it. The author is a newbie. It is his first time writing history. Please forgive me if the writing is not good. If you can read it, just make do with it. If you can't read it, just hang out.
Chapter completed!