Lead pellets and feather arrows shuttled in the air, Khalkha's Batter stood up with his sword drawn, and groups of Mongolian herdsmen launched attacks on the mountains again and again.
The cavalry of the Marshal's Mansion came in the distance and split into two lines from the flanks of the battlefield. Gao Yingden held a spear and led 600 horsemen straight to the Mongolian artillery transport team in the center of the battlefield, moving forward without hesitation.
Under the Bajiao City, the two thousand Mongolian cavalry rushing to the city's rescue also rushed towards the central artillery at this time, vowing to take the twelve bronze heavy cannons back into the city.
Zhang Tianlin's cavalry and Gao Yingdeng separated in the gallop and galloped toward Tushan. The cavalry dispersed into two earth dragons in the smoke and dust, trying to encircle the Mongolian troops besieging Tushan.
The cavalry behind them was galloping faster and faster, and the Mongolian herdsmen on the mountain were attacking more fiercely. It was not that they could not see the danger coming behind them, but they had only one goal - the red-bottomed Liu-character banner seventy steps away, and the banner under it. The head of the young general who held a bow and oversaw the battle.
People only have one belief, break through the defense line in front of them and seize the big flag.
Seize that big flag, or even just let the big flag hide away from the back hill. The enemy on the battlefield can't see the commander's flag, and this war of being trapped in the strange city wall and waiting to die will be over. .
They will be able to get endless green salt, countless wealth, fertile land that has never been seen in the desert, and a coveted place to stay!
But the red flag refused to retreat even a step, even facing arrows, bows and knives, approaching step by step condescendingly.
Liu Chengzong suddenly lowered his body, held up his shield to block the arrow, and then straightened up. There was no trace of fear on his face. Instead, he grinned slightly, showing a crazy and malicious smile, eager to try.
At seventy steps, Chooktu's vanguard of the robber camp was only seventy steps away from his Chinese flag, but the soldiers from Changhe West formed the most solid formation and stood between them, preventing the Mongolian soldiers from advancing even an inch.
If you retreat, you will lose everything, and if you don't break through quickly, you will be defeated. Both sides have been filled with great anger from the siege over the past few days, and their eyes are red.
The herdsmen formed a formation with scimitars, spears and even hooks and sickles, but they were unable to get close at all. The chieftain heavy infantry in the west of the Changhe River used thick and strong spears five to six meters long to form a square formation and push them back again and again.
When the hooks and sickles were entangled with the spears, the Mongolian infantry wearing fur coats and wielding swords and shields rolled under the spears and launched an attack. They were blocked by the layers of spear formations. Many of them were even approached by three large crossbows. Distance shot into a hedgehog.
There was back and forth between the two formations. The soldiers on both sides gathered on both sides of the mountain road could no longer tell who broke up first. The Mongolian skirmishers stood sideways and held bows and arrows at people's faces at close range. The chieftain soldiers also gave up their spears. The huge shield and the big crossbow were running barefoot on the hillside, throwing the javelins away.
But Liu Chengzong believed that the two sides could not continue to stalemate like this. For a while, no one could do anything to the other. Some people did not even know that they were injured. When they fell unconscious, it would be difficult to save them. The casualties would be much greater than in a defeat.
He turned around and said: "Sanlang, go help."
Fan Sanlang, who was carrying two muskets, heard the words and responded. He raised the muskets and ordered the guards around him. He led 30 guards to divide into two teams, occupied two small highlands beside the mountain road, lined up in three rows, and ordered to launch an attack on the enemy's formation. shooting.
There were several bangs, and gunpowder smoke spurted out in front of Liu Chengzong's right side.
The five guards all retreated, passed two rows of ten guards, stood at the end of the line, put the blunderbuss at their feet, cleaned the blunderbuss without looking away, bit open the cartridge and poured gunpowder into the blunderbuss.
The two rows of ten guards at the back each took a step forward. The five in the front row fired their cannons again and retreated in unison. The last row of guards stepped forward again and fired at the enemy formation based on their height advantage.
After the small horizontal formation on the right finished shooting, Fan Sanlang, who was standing in front, raised his arm to give instructions to the left, and the same guard formation on the left also started shooting at the enemy formation.
During the period of the Lion Camp, the soldiers of the Guards were once the most valiant and proficient warriors under Liu Chengzong. However, with the westward migration and southern expedition, they experienced several blood changes, and now his Guards have almost completely changed.
The former guards either studied in the Chinese Military Camp or went to Xining Academy, where they served as cultural students and military instructors, or served as township officials in local areas or corps managers in the army.
But now these guys are a group of low-level officers who have made meritorious service in the Southern Expedition and are waiting for promotion.
Although they only had thirty muskets, they commanded the terrain and fired methodically at the rear of the military formation at the foot of the mountain.
But the most eye-catching thing was the artillery that emerged from the camps on the flanks of the hillside.
This group of artillerymen was very courageous. Not only did they engage in close combat with knives, but some even carried guns and charged. At this time, their organization became weapons with enhanced firepower.
Liu Chengzong alone saw three of them. Their gun-carrying group followed the infantry and charged in groups. Two of the guns were filled with loose iron slag, and one was filled with large lead. They were carried and charged towards the enemy under the cover of their comrades. enemy position.
A few steps closer, there was a person holding a sword, shield and musket in front. He raised his hands and knelt down on one knee. He tied a cloth tightly around his shoulders and raised his gun. The gunman behind him fired his gun at an approximate location where there were no friendly troops.
The scattered iron slag mixed with gunpowder smoke spurted out for several feet, injuring more than a dozen people, leaving them with bloody wounds and loss of combat effectiveness in exchange for wailing.
The sound of the big lead was like a thunderbolt, and it penetrated the nearby people's cave coats, killing four people on the spot, and frightening more than ten people around them to be helpless and terrified.
The military formation that was still very strong just now was directly opened. Then it came to Liu Chengzong's artillery's specialty, determined not to let the commander distinguish what kind of arms they were.
The chief dropped his heavy musket to the ground, and the gunmen followed suit, drawing their Yanling knives from their waists and pointing them directly at the enemy formation, forming a column and charging.
There were only wounded soldiers rolling on the ground in front of them, and there were no annoying spears anymore.
Seven or eight artillerymen made a close-combat charge, cleanly crushing the Khalkha infantry formation composed of thousands of people from the side.
Liu Chengzong saw the enemy's formation collapse on the hillside. The soldiers were running in panic on the mountain road, swarming towards the climbing team behind them, triggering a new wave of rout. People hit each other on the hillside, lost their feet and fell, rolling violently, like rolling stones and trees. Screaming and rolling down the mountain.
The soldiers climbing at the foot of the mountain only lowered their heads and paid attention to their feet. They were unaware of the loud shouts coming from the front line. When they suddenly looked up and saw the rout, they were frightened and lost half of their souls. They fled towards the slope where the horses were, regardless of the military order. .
The horse team led by Zhang Tianlin galloped for four miles. Each horse shook its big head violently while running, and sprayed droplets from its mouth with every step. It was already at the end of its strength, but it arrived at the foot of the mountain at just the right moment.
Zhang Tianlin stood up on the back of the galloping horse. The saber on her waist was already raised above her head. She turned to give instructions to her flankers to rush towards the enemy's horse camp. In the blink of an eye, the 600-horse team once again emerged from the unharvested wheat field. It is divided into two teams.
One group was chasing the horses left behind by the Khalkha army at the foot of the mountain. The other group, led by Zhang Tianlin, turned around and pursued the broken troops at the foot of the mountain. They raised their sabers and shouted in skilled Mongolian to surrender.
Chaotic horse hooves stirred in the dust at the foot of the mountain. Many defeated soldiers were frightened by the sudden snowball-like large-scale collapse of their own side. At this time, they just ran away and did not care about surrender. When the galloping cavalry passed by, they still ran forward with their heads shaking for several seconds. After a few steps, he realized that he was covering his neck and fell to the ground.
At this moment, when the four thousand-man troops who attacked the camp were swept away and defeated, Gao Yingden also rushed to the artillery in the middle of the battlefield with his spear.
The collapse of the front line left the two thousand-man troops behind them without any intention to fight. At this time, they abandoned their artillery and fled outside the south gate in embarrassment. Gao Yingdeng also did not even glance at the twelve artillery pieces, and only let his subordinates The dozens of war horses that were dragging the cannons were untied and swept towards the south gate again.
Liu Chengzong's front line only had artillery and artillery shells, but no gunpowder. The artillery was just a valuable and heavy bait.
The generals all knew that Chuck Rabbit was frightened by this thing and would definitely send troops to rob it.
In fact, the Mongolian cavalry transporting these twelve cannons was not as fast as the siege ladder led by Ah Liu, and was even slower than Liu Chengzong expected.
In Liu Chengzong's expectation, these artillery should reach the moat at the south corner of the west city and be intercepted, just enough to bombard the battlements at the south corner of the west city.
The gunpowder is on the ladder truck.
Ah Liu's Yongning chieftain soldiers first sent an elite group to protect the unattended artillery. Those soldiers wore various types of armor, including the iron ring armor that they changed after entering Baili, and the Ming armor from the early years when they were under She Chongming's command. In military armor, everyone wears black robes outside the armor and walks quickly with a ring-headed sword.
Protected by them were dozens of artillerymen under Huang Shengxiao. After occupying the artillery, they immediately adjusted the muzzle, took down the gunpowder from the ladder truck site and started filling it.
This time they did not have ammunition bags wrapped in silk, so they relied entirely on hand charges, and immediately launched a bombardment on the enemy troops who had climbed onto the Western Wall.
With the enemy attacking the mountain defeated, the crisis on Tushan had been resolved. Liu Chengzong ordered Gas, who was covered in blood, to reorganize his team at the foot of Tushan, and put up a telescope on the mountain to look at Bajiao City.
The enemy troops in the city were like a group of frightened birds. They even sent a small team from the west gate to try to take advantage of the chaos outside the city to demolish the pontoon bridge. However, before they could cross the trench, six thousand-man troops from Khalkha outside the city were defeated and frightened them. You have to flee towards the city gate.
Seeing that the gates of the city were closed tightly by the guards, even though the nobles on the city yelled and yelled, it was of no avail. The soldiers sent outside the city fled south of the city along the road between the city wall and the sheep and horse wall.
With the roar of cannons, a row of cannonballs hit the west wall. In fact, the cannonballs either flew over the city head or hit the west wall. None of the cannonballs hit the defenders on the city, but they suddenly hit the wall. The southwestern wall and the north wall of the city were scattered, leaving the west wall without the protection of battlements.
This made Liu Chengzong smile and let out a long sigh of relief.
He could remember that on the first day of the siege, the soldiers of Khalkha could stand behind the battlements of the western city wall and receive the baptism of six hundred cannonballs like the bravest soldiers of this era.
Even on the second day, the observers of the catapults could still stubbornly guard the three lonely battlements to provide instructions for the firing angles of the catapults.
Even the last three battlements were gone, and they still dared to lie on the west wall. At that time, people were not as panicked as they are now.
Based on their performance at this time alone, Liu Chengzong knew that the six-day siege had entered the final stage and his soldiers could board the city.
Looking back, at the Chinese military commander's tent on Tushan Mountain, two small holes were pierced by arrows on the Liu-shaped commander's flag, but it was still fluttering in the wind.
The sound of horns sounded on the top of the hill, and the guards beat the war drums. Huang Shengxiao and Shi Chengwo, who were hiding on the other side of the hill, also climbed up the hill. Countless artillerymen were tying ropes to the cannons, shouting the trumpet in unison. They put their treasure on the door panel and slowly lowered it down the mountain.
Huang Shengxiao looked at the top of the city and shook his head at Liu Chengzong, smiling and saying: "Commander, the enemy has no intention of fighting anymore. I'm afraid they won't be able to use this treasure."
Liu Chengzong nodded. This siege made him think and learn a lot. He also gained a personal understanding of the tactics of war that he could memorize in the past.
"When we attacked Zhenyuan, I thought that only when the army climbed up the city was it called an siege. Everything before was just preparations for siege." Liu Chengzong shook his head and said, "I know this time. All the preparations are very important during the siege." Important Charter.”
While talking, the trench truck had passed the pontoon bridge and lowered the folding bridge plank on the trench. Then the ladder truck drove into the outside of the city wall. The defenders tried to fire arrows at the soldiers beside the ladder. They had just pulled their bows once or twice when they were fired at by three artillery pieces. He was so frightened that he ran down to the city.
The ladder was successfully put up to the top of the city. The chieftain soldiers of Ah Liu and Gas gathered under the city. Their men climbed up the city one on the left and the other on the right, and started fighting against the defenders.
All preparations are for this moment.
Liu Chengzong had too many insights. When a city seems united and can be defended, it cannot be attacked by force; but when every means is used to show one's own advantages, destroy the enemy's confidence, divide the enemy's power, and make the enemy unable to trust each other and full of suspicion, the city It seems impossible to hold on.
A city that cannot be defended can be attacked.
Maybe this is what our ancestors said about focusing on the heart.
Liu Chengzong smiled at the people on Tushan Mountain and said: "Many of them didn't sleep last night. I don't think those people could stop Ah Liu and Gas. Believe it or not, even if She Chongming was still alive, he never dreamed that his soldiers could follow them. The Khalkha Mongols fought against each other and even attacked the city.”
Shi Cheng and others laughed, and Huang Shengxiao laughed and said: "How can She Chongming compare to the Marshal's unconstrained imagination?"
Liu Chengzong pretended to be angry and said: "What's wrong with me? I just want to do whatever I want?"
"Didn't the Marshal always say that we must have a battle with the Donglu? Who would have thought of this." Huang Shengxiao stood beside Liu Chengzong with his hands on his hips, watching the three-layer mortar made of copper being dragged by a yak He carried the shipment to the front line with a very proud look on his face, then changed to a look of anticipation and said: "It makes me always think that when the general sweeps the world and has a fight with the Donglu Tatars, I will use this to blow him up!"
"It's good that you think so. As long as we don't die, it will be a matter of time."
Liu Chengzong snorted heavily. After this battle, he should have established a foothold in Qinghai. Anyone who wants to invade his territory should carefully consider it.
Now, he felt that he could develop the crafts on his territory, organize his army, and gradually improve his regime.
At this moment, new changes occurred on the battlefield. A Mongolian cavalry of nearly a thousand troops from the south of the city rushed out and collided with Gao Yingdeng, who was chasing the defeated troops outside the city. However, Liu Chengzong could clearly see that the cavalry on both sides seemed to be They were all stunned for a moment and slowed down.
Then the cavalrymen of that cavalry team dismounted one after another and were taken elsewhere by Gao Yingdeng's horsemen. The two troops formed a formation on the spot and actually launched a blockade against the defenders who rushed out of the city.
After two battles, the defenders retreated into the city. Not long after, Gao Yingdeng's men led several horses towards Tushan.
Upon seeing this, Liu Chengzong waved to everyone and said, "Let's go down and have a look."
When the cavalry came over, they dismounted and saluted him, and then said: "Commander, this man said his name is Ahai Daiqing, and he is the one who drives the oxcart in the river valley. He took more than a hundred surrender letters, and several more He said he wanted to see the commander to receive the reward."
Is anyone actually receiving the reward?
Liu Chengzong was only surprised in his heart. He turned to look at the majestic Ahai Daiqing, and saw that he had taken off his helmet and there was still a layer of helmet, which was shiny and dazzled by the sun.
Liu Shishi thought in his mind, why is the helmet so bright? Taking a closer look, he turned out to be bald.
I saw Ahai Daiqing kneeling forward very obediently, banging his four heads from his hairy waist, and then kowtowed three times without saying a word, pretending to be a master.
Gao Yingdeng's cavalry soldiers came forward and explained: "This Tatar can't speak Chinese. The one on the far left is Chuoketu Taiji, and the remaining three are all from Nayan nobles. This Nayan killed Taiji." Ji, he also killed that Nayan, and in the end the two Nayans were fighting each other, and they were both killed by Ahai Daiqing."
After saying a long sentence, the cavalry soldiers themselves were confused, but after a while, they continued: "Ah Hai said that he also avenged Taiji, and felt that there was no need to continue fighting, so he went out of the city and surrendered. I hope everyone will Shuai can bury his Taiji well."
Liu Chengzong crossed his arms and looked at Ahai Daiqing. He felt that there might be nothing wrong with the fighting process, but there was no need for such pretentious loyalty to Chuoke Rabbit Taiji.
"Let him get up and follow me carefully. For the sake of his surrender to me, I will bury Chuck Rabbit Taiji properly..."
After Liu Chengzong finished speaking, the horse soldiers who understood Mongolian language translated, but Ahai Daiqing didn't react at all. He just knocked his head again and still didn't raise his head.
Liu Chengzong understood, he nodded and said: "Bring these heads to me, I will not treat you badly, and the rewards will be given to you."
Before she could be translated, Ahai Daiqing raised her head, with those expectant eyes, there were almost stars in her eyes.
Liu Chengzong just said, he is so loyal, who has nothing to do but stuff more than a hundred surrender letters into his crotch?
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