"Now the leader of the Junggar people is Harahu Ci. The leader of the Heshuote tribe is Gushi Khan. The leader of the Durbot people is Dalai Taishi. The leader of the Torgut tribe is He Orlek. However, I heard that they moved westward. I don’t know who led the people in the Torgut tribe who did not move westward,” Zhang Wudian said.
"Is their alliance leader still Gushi Khan now?" Yang Fan asked
"It should still be the case, but in the face of the Junggar people's ambition, he is increasingly unable to do what he wants." Zhang Wudian said.
"However, despite their many internal conflicts, the Oara people can unanimously deal with the outside world when encountering powerful enemies. This has been proven repeatedly in history." Yang Fan touched his chin and looked at the internal disputes that aroused among them. too easy.
However, it doesn't matter, I am cheating. Doesn't this touch their home base? The grain and horse feed they collected from Central Asia were stored here.
As long as this place is burned, they will be in chaos. Because in winter, when the pastures dry up, they are prepared to use the savings in this city to live off their lives.
If they burn this place today, they will be at a loss as long as they persist until winter.
"Sir, the rockets are ready. The cannons are ready to fire at any time." Huang Hao came over to report.
"Then let's get started. Let's see how our rocket performs." Yang Fan said with a smile. This is the first time that the Kangaroev rocket has been used on a large scale.
Yang Fan didn't know how effective it would be. Although there is no less fighting in the proving ground. But this is the first time such a large-scale launch has been launched.
"Uncle Dingyuan, what kind of weapon is this? Why does it look like a flying monkey to me?" Zhang Wudian asked curiously.
"You really have a keen eye. This is the Sky Monkey, just a big one. This thing is a kind of rocket. The warhead is loaded with gunpowder and explodes to kill the enemy. The projectile body is loaded with propellant and is responsible for propulsion. That bamboo pole is It is used to stabilize ballistics, just like the arrow shafts and wings of bows and arrows."
"This is interesting. Does this thing have a long range and how powerful it is? But there is no wind today, so it is a good day for launching." Yang Fan sighed in his heart, Jiang is still hot.
Zhang Wudian discovered almost all the key elements after a few glances. In particular, the effect of wind speed on such uncontrolled rockets was noted.
Yang Fan said: "The range is within four miles. It is launched at an angle to the sky and follows a parabolic trajectory. As for the power, you will see it soon." At this time, a hundred launch ramps have been arranged on the five ships. rail.
It is a semi-circular groove punched out of iron sheet. Two soldiers were carrying a rocket and placing it on the slide.
As soon as Yang Fan waved his hand, the soldiers immediately used torches to light the fuses of the rockets. Immediately, the black gunpowder mixed with sugar burned fiercely, and these rockets sprayed gas and flew into the sky.
The launch site was suddenly filled with thick smoke. Zhang Wudian, Huo Shi, and Zhang Fengyi looked at the spectacular sight of a hundred rockets being launched in amazement.
Each rocket has a long bamboo tail, spraying the gas expanded by burning gunpowder.
Like meteors, they flew into the sky, drew parabola, and hit Linhe City. Because there is no control system, the spread area will be very large at a distance of one thousand meters.
Just like the rocket launchers of later generations. This thing is a surface-based anti-personnel weapon. It must be used in large quantities and in a covering attack to achieve good results.
If one or two were used alone, God knows where they would end up. Anyway, it will definitely not land on the target you originally aimed at.
"Keep firing, don't stop, don't observe the results. There is no wind today, so you can't go anywhere. Shoot out all 5,000 rockets." Yang Fan said.
The city is divided into four parts. The Junggar people, the Heshuote people, the Durbot people, and the Turgut people who have not left have divided the city into four areas and lived in separate areas.
The people living in this city are all the leaders of various tribes and Taiji. No one else is eligible to live here.
The hero of the Junggar people, Harahu Ci, was sleeping soundly. He was not worried about enemy attacks. The cavalry came closer and they could hear it through their pillows.
Moreover, this is the rear area, and the Ming army will face hundreds of thousands of people when they attack here. This is almost impossible.
As for Yinchuan in the south, those Ming troops were cowards and had turned a blind eye to the Mongols crossing their defense zone for almost two hundred years.
I just imitated the ostrich and stuck its head in the sand, silently saying in my heart, you can’t see me, you can’t see me. However, he was awakened by a dense scream.
These rockets have whistles installed on their bodies to scare the enemy. Every time a flying fireball hits the ground, there will be a violent explosion.
If it makes a whistle when it flies in, it will give the enemy's men and horses a strong psychological hint and frighten it a few times.
Not only him, but all the Mongols inside and outside the city woke up. They all ran out to see what was going on.
As a result, they saw a magical scene that they had never seen before in their lives. Countless rockets flew towards the city in parabolas like meteor showers.
Although they didn't know what these were, their intuition told them that this was definitely not a good thing. Countless smoke trails pointed out that these meteors came from outside the city.
They were very surprised. That was the Yellow River over there. Could it be that it was launched from the water? These things look huge.
But they are in Central Asia all year round, and they also have rockets and other weapons there. They didn't feel too panicked.
I just feel that the power of such a big rocket will definitely not be small. Soon, they won't have to guess.
Because the first batch of flying fireballs fell to the ground. A soldier of Gushi Khan's eyes widened when he saw a one-meter-long rocket stuck in the sand in front of him.
Half of it was inserted into the sand, and half of it was still exposed. He saw that the rocket's three-cylinder-thick projectile butt was still emitting black smoke.
He was about to touch this strange thing with his hand. His eyes lit up when he saw it. Then there was a bang, and he was broken into countless pieces in the fierce white light in front of him, flying everywhere.
In the early morning of this summer, a batch of one hundred rockets screamed and smashed into this city of only four square kilometers.
No one knows how much this kind of uncontrolled rocket will deflect. Where it falls. Even its designers don't know.
Rocket after rocket landed, delayed slightly and then exploded. Half of the city is occupied by grain stores and fodder yards.
What remains is accommodation divided into four parts. Except for some houses that have not collapsed, there are densely packed yurts.
These houses are either wooden or have mud walls and thatched roofs. Yurts are also flammable and rich in grease.
Suddenly, a violent explosion ignited the combustible materials in the city. Every time a rocket hit the ground, it exploded into a sea of fire.
Before the Mongols could react, all five thousand rockets had been fired.
