Chapter 103                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             

Zhou Mengchen was a little proud when he heard this.

A person's value can often be referred to the price given by the enemy. Today, it can be seen that Zhou Mengchen is still very valuable.

Of course, Zhou Mengchen also knew that there were unrealities in this. After all, when recruiting, employers always wanted to play a little bit of fun. They said that the salary was between 3,000 and 5,000, which must be 3,000. Now the same is true.

The group of people and listed as princes sounds very noble.

If this price is in the Ming Dynasty, it would be really high, so it cannot be higher. When Li Zicheng came to Beijing, the price offered was only the northwest and was granted the title of King of Qin, which was similar to this one. But what happened was Mongolia.

Mongolia and Ming dynasty have completely different political ecology.

Mongolia does not have a unified regime. Under the Mongolian Khan, there are various Mongolian tribes. They are the so-called "Liantu" and listed as princes. They are just a Mongolian chief. They seem to have great power, but it is really hard to say whether a magistrate of the Ming Dynasty can live a good life.

Zhou Mengchen sneered and asked to the people around him: "Who can shoot me?"

Ma Fang and Wang Xiao were a little embarrassed.

Too far away.

Zhou Mengchen asked an idiot question, more than 300 steps per mile, more than 200 steps, that is, about 200 meters, who can shoot so far? It is really because Zhou Mengchen did not play with bows and arrows, and he did not have much understanding of this knowledge point. The Tartar messenger was not an idiot.

He was already shouting outside the range of the bow and arrow. This was the way to prevent it.

In order to show his firm attitude, Zhou Mengchen took a task that is unlikely to be completed by the subordinates.

Qi Jiguang gritted his teeth and said, "Disciple is willing."

In fact, Qi Jiguang was not very sure, but he just couldn't let the teacher get out of Taiwan.

Although Zhou Mengchen was not clear about it, he also saw some clues and said, "No, just bombard it with artillery, don't force it."

Qi Jiguang said, "Disciple understands."

Even so, Qi Jiguang still wanted to shoot this person. After all, shooting one arrow to death is a contemptuous attitude. Once the cannon is fired, you cannot use only one, after all, one is not accurate. Then it will be like they are incompetent and furious. If a group of cannons bombard him and the enemy leaves safely, it will be even more embarrassing.

Don’t think it’s impossible, after all, artillery bombardment is a matter of probability.

Qi Jiguang did not shoot arrows directly, but took off the armor on his body first, wearing only a white underwear, revealing his muscular arms. It can be seen that Qi Jiguang is also a muscular man, but he can't see it in his usual clothes.

Qi Jiguang is preparing here.

Seeing this, the Han envoy here not only was not afraid, but got closer and said loudly: "General Zhou, if you want to take my life, why mobilize a large army like this? As long as General Zhou is willing to surrender to my Khan, I can give you my head."

Qi Jiguang raised his bow and arrow amid the other party's constant persuasion to surrender.

But Zhou Mengchen looked very strange. Because Qi Jiguang did not look like he was shooting a person, but instead seemed to be shooting a bird, because the arrow was obviously half pointing to the sky. Even Qi Jiguang's eyes did not look at the other party.

I heard the sound of "collapse", the bowstring vibrated, and the arrow was gone.

The Han envoy who was talking didn't care at all. In his opinion, it was impossible for someone to shoot so far. In just a moment, he felt something on his head. He raised his head slightly and opened his mouth, but saw something falling from the sky and shooting straight into his mouth. His eyes were full of horror. The whole thing fell from the horse immediately.

If he could speak, his last words would definitely be impossible.

The battlefield was shocked in an instant, and after a moment, a shocking cheer sounded.

Qi Jiguang wiped the sweat from his forehead and bowed to Zhou Mengchen and said, "Fortunately, I have not been humiliated."

In fact, Qi Jiguang also felt very lucky. Qi Jiguang had never shot so far. This time it was also a combination of experience and mathematics. Before learning mathematics in detail, Qi Jiguang relied on his feelings when he was shooting arrows, but after learning a lot of mathematical knowledge under Zhou Mengchen, Qi Jiguang also tried to use mathematics to analyze the trajectory of arrows falling from the sky. Of course, this was just a little homework Qi Jiguang gave himself in his spare time.

After all, Qi Jiguang emphasized in his military books that no matter what kind of generals, he should take some time every day to hone his martial arts skills. Whether it is to convince the public or to use it on the battlefield.

Of course, he didn't expect to use it until now.

And even so, the final landing point still had a little problem. Even if the long arrow shot up to two hundred steps, it would not have any force, even if it fell from the sky. This is the end of the strong crossbow, and its power cannot penetrate Lu Bai. If you want to shoot someone to death, you must choose a good position.

Qi Jiguang chose the envoy's throat. He just didn't expect that he would finally make a move of opening his mouth and raising his head. Although the effect was better, he still made a small mistake.

Ma Fang also shook his head secretly. His own shooting skills were also quite skilled. He admired Qi Jiguang very much at this moment. Of course, Ma Fang didn't think that his shooting skills were not as good as Qi Jiguang, but he had specialized in his skills. Ma Fang was a cavalry general. He used a horse bow on horseback and could shoot left and right, and in the chaotic cavalry battle, he could also ensure a high hit rate. However, the horse bow was not as good as a step bow in shooting range. Ma Fang was not bad at shooting archers on horseback, and even better than ordinary archers. After all, he could hit it immediately, not to mention on the ground.

But Qi Jiguang is not an ordinary archer.

This scene also fell in Altan's eyes.

Altan said furiously, "Baoshi." Then he turned his head and said, "Xinai. You have lost more than a thousand losses in two attacks. What is the result? How did I tell you before?"

What does Xin Ai want to say?

Altan didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and shouted sternly: "Drag on and whip ten times."

Altan's personal guard immediately stepped forward, pulled Xin Ai down, and whipped ten whips hard.

Xin Ai was tough and her mouth twitched in pain, but she still didn't say a word.

Altan looked at Xin Ai's eyes and felt a little distressed and appreciated. But this was a father's emotion that was fleeting. Then he said to the generals: "Everyone, this chariot must be broken now, no matter how much the price it costs, it must be broken. Because what we want to break is not the chariot in front of us, but the backbone of the Ming army."

"That's right." Master Xiao immediately said: "Everyone knows that Beijing City is very strong and there are many artillery fires on it. Indeed, the Ming army's Beijing camp is a waste, but relying on Beijing City, even some elderly, weak, women and children defend the city, it is difficult to capture it. Therefore, the key to attacking Beijing is not to attack the city, but to attack the heart."

"The Beijing camp has been peaceful for a hundred years, and it has long lost its original ambition. Now that the army fights Pojun and fights again, and even wins, the Ming army probably doesn't even have the courage to fight our army. At that time, it will be more important to make a heavy bet on the attack, and it will be enough to shake Beijing City. After all, Beijing City is too big, and the Ming army cannot cover everything."

"Where Zhou Mengchen is here, it not only hinders us from attacking the city. After all, our army comes from the east and attacks other gates is inconvenient. It is easiest to attack the east gate. Moreover, Zhou Mengchen insists here, which also makes the Ming army have a little thought. Only by breaking their thoughts can they despair and collapse."

"If Beijing City was a woman, Zhou Mengchen's army would be his last coat. After removing this coat, Beijing would only have bellybands. Everyone knows that if a woman takes off her to this point, will they still resist?"

As soon as these words came out, the Tartar generals laughed.

In fact, this kind of words is the most popular in the army. The generals don’t like them, they like muddled jokes.

Altan said: "You all understand the importance of this battle. You must prepare thoroughly and win it in one fell swoop. This battle will scare the Ming people. How to fight it specifically? Xiao Qing, your White Lotus tribe is an expert, tell me."
Chapter completed!