There are also a small number of Han people among the Mongols under the city.
Each one of them moved as fast as a rabbit and as fast as an eagle. Covering each other, highly mobile movements. Makes you look dazzled. It is impossible to see clearly one's personal course of action.
"Set arrows, shoot them, shoot them to death." A hundred households shouted loudly.
His men were relatively miserable, with only forty-one soldiers. These soldiers are all old pawns. The youngest one is also forty-one years old. The oldest one is sixty-three.
The consequences of eating empty wages were that all the young people in the guard house and those who could run ran away. The rest of them have gone to other places and do not have the physical strength to do hard work or heavy work. He probably died of starvation. Therefore, I simply stayed here and resigned myself to fate.
The warehouse of the guard station has already been reduced to the point where rats can starve to death by the officers. Weapons and equipment were also stolen and almost sold. This is the distribution center for trade with Mongolia. It's easier to take action.
These soldiers only have six bows and arrows. Moreover, they are all four-power soft bows. The bows used by infantry are softer than the six-power cavalry bows. It is really speechless.
In fact, even having a good bow is useless. The physical strength of these old pawns has long been severely weakened. Long-term hunger and heavy labor emptied their bodies early.
The four-power soft bow they can use is already the limit. This is just someone who picked out the big guy from within.
At this time, the walls on the back were filled with these guardsmen. Eight hundred households with more than 300 people filled the crenellations.
There are also two hundred elite servants under the leadership of Heiming Xiaobaihu and Heiming Lianbaihu to supervise the battle team. Looking at these people from behind, those who do not fight hard are waiting for opportunities to escape. Directly enforce military law.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! A series of arrows missed.
The teams took turns taking cover in an S-shaped route, and the shield bearers raised makeshift shields made of pot lids.
Most of the missed arrows did not hit the target. These people moved too fast and staggered forward, not walking in a straight line. It looked dizzying.
Only a few arrows are missing, dong! Do! Do! nailed to the shield.
A few bows and arrows also hit the soldiers behind the shields. However, these soldiers continued to move forward after being staggered by the impact.
Hei Yunlong frowned tightly as he watched the arrows stuck in these Mongolian leather robes still continue to attack the advancing enemies.
There were more than seventy bows and arrows, but not many were hit, only a dozen people. But these people, after being hit by arrows, did not scream and fall down. Instead, they continued to move forward after being stunned.
The black cloud dragon is hidden. Could it be that these Tatars have dark armor in their leather robes? Otherwise, it shouldn't be like this. Although the bow of four forces does draw span. But there is no problem at all in shooting these unprotected people. After all, the distance is already within seventy meters.
This distance is almost the direct shooting distance of the bow and arrow.
Bayar is from the Tumut tribe, and he followed Mu Qinglu to defect to Zhebei. He was still a soldier last year, but during the process of forming the cavalry army, he was promoted and has now been promoted to squad leader.
He led his team, thirty Mongolian and Han brothers, and charged towards the city wall according to the cavalry drill of dismounting, when he suddenly felt a pain in his chest.
An arrow with fluttering feathers appeared on his leather robe.
To resist the severe cold, they marched on camels in a snowstorm. They were provided with plenty of warm clothing. Under the Mongolian-style leather robe, he also wore stab-proof military uniform and cotton clothes and trousers.
Although the arrow penetrated the leather robe, it was blocked by the stab-proof suit. The muzzle velocity of the bow and arrow was too low, let alone a soft bow with four forces, and it still flew a distance of seventy meters.
In winter, the thick cotton clothes and pants inside the stab-proof clothing play a great buffering role. The arrow missed and accurately hit the heart. But there was no blunt trauma.
In this position, even if there is no penetration, the huge inertia can still cause fractures and bruises. Shock waves can even cause cardiac arrest.
When Bayar was hit, he was shocked and thought it was over. But he soon came to his senses. The military uniforms that are said to be able to withstand stabbings and slashings with swords and guns really worked. The arrow missed and was blocked.
So he immediately became excited and shouted in half-baked Chinese: "Brothers, come on, our clothes can prevent arrows."
Soon the ten teams in the first attack wave reached a place thirty meters outside the city wall. Here are the remains of burned-out dwellings. They hid among the ruins, each taking cover and waiting for the officer's orders.
An Sanxi stood on a slope in the north of the city, where a temporary platform was built with wood and nails. The height is fully ten meters high.
In addition, the height of the mound is about the same as the city wall. Standing on the platform, you can overlook the entire interior of Zhangjiakou Castle. Under the stage, artillery positions were being constructed on the left and right sides.
The soldiers packed sand and soil into sacks and built artillery bunkers. Some camel guns were removed and installed here. Camel guns are large-caliber, short-barreled artillery with a range of about 500 meters.
This place is about 200 meters away from the city wall, which can just cover the city wall. It can even be fired at a high angle of attack, and the camel cannon can be used as a mortar, and the shells can be easily fired into the city.
"What do you think of today's attack?" An Sanxi asked the surrounding battalion commanders with the detailed map and troop distribution map of Zhangjiakou Fort spread on the table.
At this time, officers of battalion and above are except those who are performing their duties. They are all here waiting for An Sanxi's dispatch. This time five cavalry regiments were dispatched. There are a full 25 battalions.
Misin said: "Report to the commander, if you give our battalion the main task of attacking the northern city wall this time, I promise to take down the city wall in one morning."
An Sanxi used a pencil to mark the changes in the enemy forces in the city on the map. While asking: "Why are you so confident."
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"In this small castle, there are only more than 500 guardsmen. Except for 200 servants who can fight, the rest are all old men. They have no fighting ability at all. And the camp soldiers have drills every ten days. Discipline is slack and people are overstaffed. We no longer have much fighting power. My subordinates feel that conquering this city will only take one morning."
"What do you think?" An Sanxi continued to ask without raising his head.
"Commander, my subordinates also think so. These people have little fighting ability."
"Their equipment is so poor and they have almost no training. They haven't received military pay for a year. It's surprising that soldiers can work hard."
"In other words, Heiyunlong squeezes the two hundred servants raised by the military households, so it still has some fighting power. My subordinates estimate that as soon as we climb the city wall, they will flee in all directions."
An Sanxi threw down the pencil and sighed. Said: "In the past two years, we have indeed won some battles and fought some tough battles. Many people fought bravely to kill the enemy and are now officers. However, we must not underestimate the enemy. This will suffer a big loss."
