But he had to help his grandfather to resist the god-like army. If Mingren attacked the city, he would definitely kill him... Every time he thought about this, the fear and unwillingness in Alitaz's heart continued to grow, making him Every night, he could see the ball flying in the sky in front of his eyes, and the roar of the Ming army's cannons could be heard in his ears... Under the influence of uneasiness, he often couldn't sleep.
This uneasiness and unwillingness reached its peak yesterday. .bμν.
Yesterday, Alitaz accompanied Timur, who was patrolling the city, and came to the city wall during the cannon bombardment. The power of the cannon was so terrifying that this section of the city wall had actually collapsed. However, under Timur's iron fist, he roughly repaired it using materials dismantled from the houses of civilians in the city. shape. It was on this city wall that Alitaz saw two flags.
It was a flag belonging to two people who were very familiar to Alitaz: Ma Heima and Khalil.
These two grandsons of Timur, with more than 10,000 troops gathered, helped the Ming army to surround the entire city of Samarkand. They also continued to send people to the city to persuade them to surrender, shouting the same old words, saying that the Sultan was actually dead, and Ulug Beg and others did not mourn in secret. The Sultan in the city was someone else that Ulug Bet found to pretend to be...
Under the pressure of the Mamluk guards, no one dared to surrender to the Ming army, but they still tried to persuade them to surrender over and over again, not knowing whether they wanted to persuade other people in the city or themselves.
In short, Timur was so angry when he saw that they actually led people to help the Ming army besiege the city.
Alitaz's heart was also vibrating, but unlike Timur, he was not angry because his two cousins, Mahema and Khalil, surrendered to the Ming army. On the contrary, he felt angry in his heart. It is the emotions of envy and jealousy that are growing. They are envious that Ma Heima and Khalil can climb onto the golden thigh of the Ming army.
His grandfather was already declining. As Timur's bodyguard these days, Alitaz had no doubt about this matter. It was almost certain that the Ming army would conquer Samarkand.
When the time comes, Mahema and Khalil, the two who were the first to defect to the Ming Dynasty, will definitely be reused... According to Alitaz's own guess, the Ming army is very likely to support one of these two people to become the sultan.
This is Sudan! Alitaz's eyes were red with jealousy.
As the grandson of Tamerlane, Alitaz had not never dreamed of ascending to the throne of Sultan. But why did his two cousins have such hope even though they had suffered miserably at the hands of the Ming army, while he could only wait to die beside his grandfather?
Alitaz was unwilling to give in, very unwilling.
"Sultan, the pellets have been sent." In the corner behind Timur, Alitaz's thoughts were wandering. In front of him, the craftsmen who made muskets had already sent pellets to Timur. All his attention was on the projectiles, and he didn't notice Alitaz's dark and uncertain expression.
"Quick! Load it for me!" Timur loaded the projectiles very excitedly.
Alitaz watched all this with cold eyes, dismissive of Timur's excitement and desperate measures: It is true that Akito's muskets are very powerful. If they are equipped with them for the empire's army, the army's combat effectiveness will definitely be improved to a higher level. .qgν.
But Alitaz still doesn't believe that the Imperial Warriors can defeat those terrible Akito.
No matter how powerful the musket is, what happens next? The current Ming army has suppressed Samarkand in all directions. Even if my grandfather could equip all the imperial warriors with muskets in a short period of time, how could the Ming army with high morale be defeated by the same equipment? The angry emperor?
What's more... even if a musket can be imitated... what about the artillery? And what about that big ball flying in the sky? That big ball is flying in the sky, and even the farthest bow and arrow cannot hit it. If the Ming army sends flying balls again, how can the empire resist it?
Moreover, what if grandfather wins? It still does no good to myself at all. He will not gain military exploits, nor will he be eligible to inherit the Sultan.
The outcome will still be bleak, and nothing will change at all.
On the contrary, if we can help the Ming army...
Alitaz's heart was alive for a moment, and then fell silent again: Grandfather doesn't
Will give myself a chance.
Unless he was captured by the Ming army just like Ma Heima and Khalil.
While Alitaz was thinking about it, Timur had already loaded the projectiles and gunpowder. During the Mongolian period, there were also fire blunderbuss inherited from the Southern Song Dynasty's muskets, but they were very crude. Therefore, it was not that Timur had never seen this thing before. He He raised the firecracker, which was carefully imitated by the craftsmen, and aimed it at the target in the distance. He believes that he has the blessing of his True Ancestor, and these fire blunderbuss will definitely help him regain the victory that should belong to the empire...
The trigger was pulled, and the igniting flint fell.
"boom!"
"ah!"
Ziyao did not fire with a bang, but with a bang. The fire gun in Timur's hand suddenly exploded.
Neither Timur nor anyone else expected the sudden explosion in the barrel. The yellow gunpowder full of impurities exploded, immediately sending up a large cloud of thick gunpowder smoke, covering Timur's body inside. .qgν.
"Sultan!" Alitaz was suddenly startled, and out of reflex, he got into the smoke with a grandnephew of Timur named Arutu.
"Ah! Ah! Help me quickly! Ah!" Timur's cry of pain came from the thick smoke. Fortunately, the yellow gunpowder was not powerful enough. Although it exploded in front of him, Timur was not killed for a moment. Alitaz and Arutu quickly lifted up Timur who was lying on the ground. The arms and face of Tamerlane, the conqueror of the first generation, were already bloody.
"Ah! I'm going to kill you all! Kill you all!" Tamerlane, who couldn't open his eyes, shouted like a madman. Although he knew that his grandfather should be talking about the craftsmen, Alitaz still shuddered in his heart.
Looking at the struggling Timur and the terrified craftsmen, Alitaz felt extremely bored. He finally put Timur on a chair and sat down, but his face was scratched many times by Timur unintentionally while he was struggling. When Timur reluctantly opened his eyes, he saw his grandson who had helped him up. However, he did not encourage him to act loyally. Instead, he immediately said angrily: "Alitaz, I want you to kill him." After them, what are you waiting for?"
Alitaz bit his lip and pulled out the scimitar from his waist. What he saw was the alert and desperate expressions of the craftsmen.
