The Mongolian cavalry has approached the fort wall of the pier.
The hand behind the perforation held the cold gun body and waited quietly for the order to set off the gun.
Thousands of cavalry were running outside the fort wall, and the soldiers behind the fort wall felt the slight vibration coming from the wall bricks.
"beat."
At an order, hundreds of muskets protruding from the perforations were fired one after another. At the same time, the sound of the four-pounder cannon and the crouching tiger gun were mixed in with the sound of the muskets.
Countless lead pieces and iron sand were like fine raindrops, weaving a large net to catch the oncoming Mongolian cavalry.
The Mongolian cavalry rushing in the first two rows were caught in a large net made of lead and iron sand, and the men and horses were beaten into a sieve. In just a few breaths, many Mongolian and war horse corpses appeared on the ground.
The blood turned the grass beneath his feet red.
There was still fresh blood dripping from the leaves of many weeds.
The disgusting smell of blood instantly filled the air, squeezing into every nostril that could still breathe.
The charge of the Mongolian cavalry came to an abrupt end.
The corpses on the ground hindered the charge of the Mongolian cavalry, and also frightened the Mongolian cavalry who followed behind.
The corpses of hundreds of Mongolian cavalry and war horses lay in front of them.
The previous two rounds of shelling caused more casualties to the Mongolian cavalry than the casualties caused by gunfire this time.
The difference is that the four-pounder cannon fell into the 3,000 Mongolian cavalry, causing casualties in more than one place. This time, the firecrackers and tiger squatting cannons inflicted damage on the Mongols concentrated on the Mongols who were at the forefront of the charge. On the cavalry.
Although the scattered casualties can make people panic and nervous, for the three thousand Mongolian cavalry, at most they only know that a few or a dozen people around them were killed or injured by the cannons.
But this time it was different. Hundreds of people were killed and injured all at once, and right before their eyes. The impact on their souls was far more shocking than the casualties caused by the previous artillery fire.
At first, some frightened Mongolian cavalry wanted to retreat and escape.
There were more Mongolian cavalry behind them who could not see the situation in front and were still charging forward.
Those who wanted to retreat could not retreat, and those who wanted to charge forward could not continue to charge. Thousands of Mongolian cavalry stopped at a place about a hundred steps away from the Dunbao.
"Replace all four-pounders with iron balls and continue shooting." the artillery team captain behind the fort wall ordered.
The Mongols were no longer charging, giving him the opportunity to reap the lives of his enemies.
More than a dozen four-pound cannons were replaced with iron balls, and under the control of the gunners, they fired again.
After all, the range of a four-pounder gun loaded with iron sand is limited. Unlike replacing the cannon with an iron ball, it can hit a target several miles away.
The sound of artillery sounded, and the lives of the Mongolian cavalry outside the fort began to be harvested.
Iron balls smashed into the Mongolian cavalry team one after another, taking away lives one by one.
The Mongolian cavalry, which had almost stopped charging, smashed the camp in an instant. Some galloped forward, some retreated, and some Mongolian cavalry galloped towards the grass on both sides of the team, trying to escape from the battlefield.
The chaotic Mongolian cavalry team began to stampede and squeeze, and the casualties suddenly increased. Many Mongolians did not die from the cannons, but died at the hands of their companions.
Boom! Boom... boom!
The four-pounder guns behind the fort wall did not stop because of the confusion of the Mongolian cavalry. The gunners continued to fire round after round. Even though the Mongolian cavalry outside the fort wall had been defeated and fled, they still chased and fired.
"Hold it." Xiao He took a long breath and relaxed his clenched fists.
"Yes, we repelled the Mongolian attack and defended the fort." The artillery team captain on the side said excitedly.
Gulu!
Xiao He covered his stomach with his hand, grinned, and said, "I suddenly feel hungry."
"I suddenly wanted to eat steamed buns with meat. I took one bite and my mouth was full of oil. It was so delicious." The artillery team leader closed his eyes and said with enjoyment.
Xiao He swallowed subconsciously.
At this moment, a soldier ran over quickly from a distance.
When he came to Xiao He, he said eagerly: "Commander Xiao, it's not good, the civilian camp has mutinied."
Xiao He's expression suddenly changed when he heard this, and he asked hurriedly: "What's going on? Wasn't everything fine before? How could there be a sudden mutiny?"
"I don't know. I just know that at first there were more than a dozen people clamoring to leave. Later, many civilians started to make trouble together. They asked us to open the fort and they wanted to leave." said the soldier who delivered the letter.
Xiao He's face sank and he said: "Don't they know that without the protection of our Tiger Flag at this time, if they leave the Dunbao, they will only fall into the hands of the Mongols?"
The soldier standing opposite said nothing.
Xiao He said again: "Come on, take me there. I want to see who is secretly instigating the people in the people's camp."
The Mongolian army has been coming for several days, and the civilians in the Minfu Camp are all aware that nothing happened these days. However, when the Mongolian army began to attack the Dunbao, something went wrong in the Minfu Camp. If there was no one behind the scenes, he would not believe it at all.
Before leaving, Xiao He gave a few words to the captain of the thousand-man team and the captain of the artillery team here at the fort wall, and then followed the soldier to the civilian camp.
Because of the Mongolian army's attack, only one squadron of soldiers originally stationed at Minfu Camp was left, and the remaining soldiers went to the fort wall to resist the Mongolian attack.
Before reaching the Minfu Camp, Xiao He heard the quarrel coming from the Minfu Camp.
This made him walk faster and faster.
"What do you mean by the Tiger Flag? We are here to work for you, not the prisoners you imprisoned. Get out of the way. We want to go back to Datong." A big man with hanging eyes shouted at the Tiger Flag soldiers blocking the front.
"Let us out quickly, or we will go to the government to sue you."
"Why do you tiger-character flags detain us? We want to get out and go home."
Several men behind the big man with hanging eyes were shouting.
In front of them was a group of soldiers holding firecrackers, their bright bayonets pointed directly at the civilians who wanted to attack the camp.
The captain of the warrior squadron standing opposite the civilian husband said with a serious expression: "There is a Mongolian army outside. If you leave here now, you are seeking death. Do you think the Mongols will let you leave safely?"
"Stop lying to us here. The Mongols are flying your tiger-character flag. It has nothing to do with us working people. You just want to trick us into staying. You want us to join you in resisting the Mongolian army. Tell us You, we won’t be fooled, don’t you think so?” The stern-eyed man turned around and shouted at the other peasants.
"That's right. The Mongols are here to fight against your Tiger Flag. We are just common people here to work. They will not harm us common people."
"The people in the Tiger Flag want us to die with them. Don't believe what they say. As long as we rush out, we can go home safely."
Someone in the crowd of civilian ladies said something to confuse them.
More and more civilians began to crowd out of the civilian camp, and they started to push closer to the cordon of the soldier squadron.
