Then the third shot came again ten seconds later.
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, why don’t you run away?
Are you waiting for that devil-like red cannon to hit another rain of steel?
Three to four thousand people fled together, and Chu Buqing could not stop them. He chopped down several of them with his sword. But more people, like a herd of yellow sheep on the grassland, bypassed him on both sides and ran backwards crazily.
Chu Buqing was still stunned. The fourth and fifth shots came.
There was another bloody storm, and the minced meat that had been smashed in front of him breathed onto his face. He wiped it with his hand in surprise. He felt a chill rush from his tailbone to his brain.
Now, he no longer ignored Khan Ahai's order to retreat. He turned around and ran away.
Watching the Mongolians fleeing in all directions in the distance. Table grinding is a bit unsatisfactory.
At this time, the watchtower in the distance came into his sight. It was because Yuan Yuan ignored them before. Now under the telescope, I can see clearly.
In the words of the master, the person standing in the C position is a lean old man with a goatee. With 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 Zuo touched his chin and thought.
There are two big figures in the Haraqin headquarters, one is named Khan Ahai and the other is named Buyan Ahai.
The so-called "Karaqin" is divided into two parts. One part is the "real" Karaqin, whose leader is a descendant of the Jin family and a descendant of Laobatu, the grandson of Dayan Khan.
The nominal ruler at that time was also the nominal ruler of the entire Haraqin region. It is the so-called "Karaqin Khan" Raxibu, also known as "Khan Ahai".
Another important leader, known as "Hongtai Ji" by the Karaqin people, was called Buyan Ahai. People in the Ming Dynasty called it "Bai Yan Huang Tai Ji".
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 Subuti (the one who could not be restrained), and these people were called Shubu. They are 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 combination of Khan Ahai, Buyan Ahai and Subudi is vertical and horizontal.
Their relationship was tumultuous.
Duoyan is another part of Karaqin.
That is, the original Duoyan, or Uliangha, or the remnant tribe that the Mongols called "Shanyang 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 Haraqin's headquarters are active in Datong and the area north of Zhangjiakou.
Duoyan forces were active east of Zhangjiakou. That is the area north of the Great Wall in today's Hebei Province. Their territory is bounded by Nurul Tiger Mountain in the east and adjacent to the Liaoxi Corridor of Liaodong.
To the east of Nurul Tiger Mountain is the Western Liaoning Corridor, which is also the Guanningjin defense line of Commander Yuan. To the north of Haraqin is the Chahar people's sphere of influence, which is Lin Dan Khan's headquarters territory.
Mo Zui thought to himself that this old man must be almost seventy years old. Buyan Ahai is only in his forties, so he is in the prime of life, so he should not be.
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 Mo Zhui set off, Lin Yueru's people sent relevant information. Mo Zhui carefully understood the situation on the grassland.
Then there is no need to guess, this old immortal is Khan Ahai. Descendants of this golden family. The descendants of Dayan Khan's grandson Laobatu. Rasshebu, the nominal ruler of all Karaqin.
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 this old man is killed with one shot, An Sanxi will be pissed to death, hahaha.
"Former gun fort, have you seen the watchtower in the distance?" Mo Zui shouted into the microphone.
"Where, in which direction." The observation port of the gun fort is only at the gun window, and the angle of view is limited. Fu Laoliu asked.
"Yeah, eleven o'clock."
"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, and we men have caught up with them, hahaha."
"I looked at the distance. Well, it's within reach. It's less than 900 meters. It's within range."
"I told you, Mr. Lao Fu, if we use the red cannon to kill this old immortal, we should not 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."
"Do it! There's nothing to hesitate about. This distance is within reach. But whether you can hit it or not depends on luck."
"Okay, I'll leave it to you."
Fu Laoliu turned around and said, "Full charge, one solid spherical bullet."
His apprentices immediately opened an ammunition box with solid bullets written on it, took out a fully loaded medicine bag, stabbed 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-pointer. Sixteen pound shot put.
"Aim at the point, you only have one chance. If you miss, these old guys can run faster than rabbits. If you want to hit, you will have no chance." Fu Laoliu turned to his eldest apprentice and said.
"Okay, please, we will knock him off any platform with one shot."
The apprentices shook the height machine and the steering machine.
The muzzle slowly pointed at the watchtower 900 meters away.
Hu Dahai nodded towards his master, indicating 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. That aiming requires ballistic calculation and is indirect aiming.
Aiming directly at 900 meters has reached its limit. To be honest, both Fu Laoliu and Mo Zhui knew that whether they could hit this distance would depend partly on luck.
But it was impossible to miss this opportunity.
"Prepare, release!" Fu Laoliu ordered.
