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On the seventh day of the sixth lunar month in the seventh year of Xuanwu, the Tashan camp stretching for ten miles was like a barrier, lying on the only way to the hinterland of Bohe.
The location of this camp is very steep, with only a 100-meter-long and three-meter-wide ramp leading in and out, making it impossible for the army to concentrate its forces to launch an offensive.
The seven-meter-high wooden wall is made of multiple layers of thick wood that are tightly connected from front to back, making the wall astonishingly thicker than four meters. It is also tied repeatedly with chains, tough tendons and hemp ropes, making it extremely strong.
In addition, the wooden walls are densely packed with crossbows with a range of about three hundred meters, making it even more of a nightmare for attackers. .
After defeating Lun Qinling's army on the plain, Lun Qinling led 9,000 Multi and more than 5,000 Bohe soldiers back to defend the main camp, intending to use this as a basis to continue the confrontation with the Han army.
Boom~
A burst of gunfire echoed in the sky, breaking the cold and silent atmosphere.
An 18-pound artillery shell landed hard on the sand outside the wooden wall of the military camp. The huge lifting force directly caused the defense line surrounded by solid wood to shake like waves of wheat, and incidentally knocked away several Bohe defenders on the wooden wall.
More artillery shells roared out from the artillery position two miles away like a violent storm, and all the twelve to eighteen-pound cannons poured on the wooden wall one by one.
In an instant, the Bohe soldiers guarding the military camp hugged each other and cried.
These foreigners living in the plateau have never seen the shock caused by industry. Some even knelt on the ground and prayed for the Buddha's blessing.
In the main tent, Lun Qinling looked gloomy, listening to the roaring gunfire outside the military camp, and quietly stared at a map of mountains and rivers on the screen behind him.
After losing nearly 20,000 horses, he understood that the Han army's field combat ability was also outstanding, and with its well-equipped equipment, the Bohe cavalry was completely at a disadvantage in the duel with them.
Now that the planned plan was completely ruined, Jinchuan should stop thinking about it. Defeating the Han army was undoubtedly a dream. The plan for now was to do everything possible to delay the Han army until they were willing to negotiate peace and demarcate territorial boundaries.
Unlike Bohe's other generals, he had a very clear understanding of the military power of the Han Dynasty.
Especially those firearms and equipment, Lun Qinling also knew some about them, and with the limited military intelligence, he was able to roughly deduce how terrifying the Han army's firearms were.
Maybe Qinling still doesn't understand what technology is and what industry is, but he knows that the Bohe cavalry has no chance of winning in a head-on battle against such a powerful firearms force.
Based on Bohe's current situation, the best outcome is to negotiate peace with the Han army to ensure that no war will break out between the two countries in the next thirty years.
However, if Qinling is willing to negotiate peace, will Liu Ce be willing?
Even if Liu Ce and Lun Qinling were willing to negotiate peace, would the noble chieftains and royal families in Sara and Zhaoqin be willing to surrender to the Han Dynasty?
Not everyone is as self-aware as Lun Qinling. On the contrary, the Bohe people have the impression that the Central Plains people are weak and can be bullied. This understanding is engraved in the bones of almost every Bohe people.
They believe that the people of the Central Plains are just a group of profit-seeking businessmen and a group of helpless sheep. The men are timid and do nothing, while women are the most delicious trophies.
They believe that the Bohe people are the real masters of the Central Plains. The food grown by the Central Plains people should be enjoyed by the Bohe people, the wealth of the Central Plains people should be owned by the Bohe people, and the land in the Central Plains should be managed by the Bohe people.
Even the lowest-ranking Bohe herdsmen, who are living in precarious conditions all day long, will straighten their bodies bruised and beaten by the chieftains and landlords, raise their heads, and express heartfelt pride when they mention the glorious history of Bohe.
If they want them to change this arrogant idea, it is only possible to experience the power of the Han Dynasty personally, and only to survive under the iron hoof saber of the Han army.
But Qinling has no time to change the minds of the Bohe people. If this military stronghold and more than 50,000 of Bohe's most elite troops in the military stronghold cannot stop the Han army's march, then wait for Bohe to Human life will only be a more tragic life.
"Your Majesty!"
Angda, his subordinate, rushed into the tent with a disgraceful face. When he saw Lun Qinling, he immediately shouted: "Your Majesty! You should come up with an idea quickly? The enemy's firearms were extremely violent, and the warriors suffered heavy casualties.
Whether to fight or to retreat, we should hurry up and give the order. If this continues, we will almost go crazy from being tortured by these firearms! "
Lun Qinling replied expressionlessly: "My military order, everyone must strictly adhere to their posts and are not allowed to leave without permission. Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!"
Onda: "Your Majesty! What's wrong with you? Do you want the warriors to just be beaten without fighting back? Please lead the troops out of the camp and show those Han dogs some color!"
"presumptuous!"
Lun Qinling suddenly turned around and struck Onda in the face with a whip.
"Onda, don't you even listen to my orders? Teach them a lesson? If there is even a slight possibility, will I still be angry here?
Even Murte can't defeat that Han army. How can we fight like this with our current state? Are they all going to die? ? "
Onda endured the pain of the whipping, his cheeks kept twitching and replied: "I don't understand, those Han dogs are just relying on the power of firearms. As long as our cavalry rushes into their firearm array, they will definitely be slaughtered to death." !”
"idiot!"
Lun Qinling gave him another whip.
"How do you charge? Tell me how you plan to charge? Just from the roar of the artillery, how much stimulation can your horse withstand?
What's more, the Han army was not prepared? Just waiting for you to rush in vain? ! Onda, you really disappoint me. If you continue to mess around,
This king will punish you with military law! "
Angda looked at Lun Qinling with dissatisfaction, and replied for a long time: "My lord, don't be angry, it's my servant's fault, please calm down."
"Go back, anyone who dares to speak out again will be killed without mercy!"
"yes!"
Onda left with an unconvinced expression, and after leaving the military camp, he glared at the handsome tent again.
"Speaking of Qinling, don't think that since you are now the second king, I will obey your words. You'd better not fall into my hands, otherwise you will die without a burial place!"
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The artillery fire is still roaring. It has been going on intermittently for three hours from the first cannon to the present. Several sentry towers collapsed under the ravages of artillery. Several parts of the wooden walls of the military camp have been changed beyond recognition. There are also nearly four soldiers who died in the artillery. number of digits.
When the Han army was in formation, Liu Ce silently watched the artillery fire ahead, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This Lun Qinling is worthy of being a famous general on the plateau. He was forced to build a military stronghold until it was impregnable.
It's a pity, as long as there is a cannon, your military camp is just a decoration. "
Of course, this is just Liu Ce's inner complaint. The cannon's chamber pressure is not something that ordinary gun barrels can withstand.
In fact, he already had a strategy to defeat the enemy. This strategy was originally intended to be used in the battle to regain Jinchuan.
However, it was not used in the end, but it is not a bad idea to use it in this place.
Now, he could only wait, wait until it gets dark, wait until the wind direction changes, and wait until the best time comes.
Boom~~
Another huge roar echoed, but it was an 18-pounder artillery that accurately hit the foundation outside the wooden wall of the Bohe military camp.
The moment the shell hit the ground, dozens of wooden piles embedded in the mud were raised high, and a dozen Bohe soldiers guarding the place were also thrown into the air.
Just when Wang Zongsi thought that the wooden wall had been breached and was about to lead his army to attack, the wooden stakes in mid-air fell to the ground again and were rooted back to the ground. They were even more solid than before, and it seemed that there was no sign of collapse at all.
"Alas~"
Wang Zongsi shook his head angrily, and was shocked for the first time by the military stronghold built by the Bohe people.
This is simply more difficult to chew than those watchtowers on Jinchuan!
