Sixty-two goose carts slowly moved forward in two horizontal columns, with about 4,000 Mongol temporary infantry acting as cover around the goose carts.

The "temporary infantry" is not the official Chahar Great Khan's escort army, but the herdsmen of small Mongolian tribes and some Han people who fled north in the vicinity of Tumen Khan's cavalry in the past five or six days.

Due to the obvious presence of Han Chinese among them, Gao pragmatic hesitated slightly before giving the order.

It's not that his heart has a seizure, but that he himself doesn't regard ordinary Han people who have fled north as traitors. In his opinion, this group of people was nothing more than being oppressed so hard in the Ming Dynasty that they couldn't get by, so they fled north to Tumut to survive, and they were completely different from Zhao Quan and others of the White Lotus Sect at the beginning.

Moreover, these ordinary Han people who fled north accelerated the sinicization of Tumut, and to a certain extent, it still promoted his high-level pragmatic plan a little bit.

If the following were White Lotus Sect careerists like Zhao Quan who intended to lead the Mongols to invade the south, Gao Pragmatic would not have the slightest hesitation, but for these ordinary Han people, he hesitated.

Just when Ma Gui's face changed slightly, and he was about to open his mouth to persuade him, Gao Pragmatic said himself: "The honor guard of the Son of Heaven is humiliating!" Whoever enters the former is the enemy of our army, and he will be punished! Ma Zongrong, you command this battle on behalf of the Ben Qin envoy, if there is any blame in the court afterwards, it will be borne by the Ben Qin envoy, you just have to let it go. ”

Ma Gui was in high spirits and replied loudly: "Wow! Obey the orders of the envoys! ”

Ma Gui didn't understand the intention of the first word of Gao Pragmatic's words, but he was quite satisfied with the decisiveness of Gao Pragmatic's authorization, and even a little moved, and immediately hugged his fists to receive orders, stepped aside and began to give orders, and command the battle.

Being a civil official in the Ming Dynasty is of course relatively cool on the whole, but everyone can't completely betray their class, and Gao Pragmatic also needs to follow some civil official traditions.

For example, at this time, some of the government and opposition people may praise him for "dealing with decisively", but there must also be some people who will accuse him of being "perverse and tyrannical", so he has to put on a righteous name for himself first.

This title is his current status as an envoy. The emperor's plenipotentiary envoy naturally has a guard of honor on behalf of the Son of Heaven, so he emphasized the sins of these Han'er under the city, and he showed the sword soldiers against the honor guard of the Son of Heaven, which is a great rebellion.

I killed them, not because I was cruel, but because they were "disrespectful."

Loyal to the word to protect the body, at least there will be no trouble.

As for granting Ma Gui the power to command this battle with full powers, there is no need to explain much, he can make do with pre-war planning in a pragmatic manner, but if he commands this kind of thing in battle, he doesn't want a layman to lead an insider, and there is no one who does this kind of thing throughout the ages who has not paid the price of blood.

Ma Gui's command is more complicated than Gao Pragmatic's imagination, almost every five steps or so of the enemy's army, Ma Gui will issue a military order, and his orders are very detailed, such as "gun commander aiming", "gunner charge", "gunner loading", "gunner ignition", "artillery clearing" and so on, almost with "decomposition action" to order.

Moreover, he not only commanded artillery, but also "grenade preparation", "divine fire flying crow preparation", "fork rod preparation", etc., according to the distance used against the enemy, and each of them received orders one after another.

Of course, no matter how loud he is, he can't command the entire city wall, so every once in a while, heralds will repeat his orders loudly, lest anyone mess around without hearing clearly.

These are the first time that Gao Pragmatic has seen in the first time in defending the city, even if Gao Pragmatic does not know how to command in battle, he can also see that Ma Gui has rich experience in defensive warfare.

It's not surprising that when Gao Pragmatic first met him, wasn't he just a fort garrison? This is a professional counterpart for him.

Compared with the defensive level of the Ming army, the siege operations of the Mongol army were somewhat amateurish.

These goose carts and temporary infantry were first baptized by artillery fire on the walls of the Ming army.

The first wave of artillery fire was actually a test firing, the main role was to correct the accuracy of the shells, in fact, it was indeed not very accurate, a salvo of dozens of guns just hit a goose cart like a blind cat hitting a dead mouse.

However, the power of this cannon did not directly hit the goose cart, and the hardwood board and cowhide above the body of the goose cart obviously could not prevent such a solid cannon, and it was directly pierced by a cannon, and the inside of the body was smashed to the point of blood gushing, and I don't know how many people died.

In fact, it is very remarkable that such a solid cannon can kill ten people, but the psychological deterrence caused by this cannon is very strong, especially this group of temporary infantry is not an army at all, and I thought that the hardwood and cowhide of the goose cart looked quite strong, who knew that it could not stop the artillery fire at all.

At this moment, the cart soldier and the helmsman of the goose cart immediately panicked, and directly abandoned the cart and fled, because the goose cart was still pulling the cart with oxen in the front, but continued to move forward, but after the helmsman was gone, the direction was chaotic, and suddenly began to deviate from the normal straight line, and went diagonally to the side.

To make matters worse, several goose carts near this goose cart were also shocked, some of the carts and the people covering the goose carts ran away, and some of the temporary infantry in the body also jumped out and fled, and soon five goose carts lost control one after another.

Seeing this, Tumen Khan, who was pressing the formation in the rear, was furious, and waved his hand with a cold face, and the overseer team acting as the Chahar cavalry directly sent a rain of arrows on the spot, directly killing and wounding most of the people who fled back.

The improvised infantry were in a dilemma, and most of those who escaped death had to return to the goose cart to die.

Good things can't be expected, and bad things can't be sent away. Death came as scheduled, and the second volley was a worthy shot.

This round of artillery fire was much better than the previous one, destroying three goose carts, wounding four, and sporadically hitting the makeshift infantry platoon accompanying the goose carts.

Ma Gui was secretly happy when he saw it, he couldn't imagine that after only two rounds of artillery fire, the casualties of the other party would be about 100 people, it seems that as long as this battle can be won, the military merits will definitely be amazing!

However, as in the past, the Mongols killed while defending the city may not be able to get the head, but they only hope that this battle will be fought to the end, and the Tumen will not have the ability to take those heads away.

The effect of this round of shelling was much better than the previous one tested, and in addition to the direct losses, it caused a greater uproar, which once again caused a new round of abandoned cars and fled.

Tumen Khan still had a cold face, and waved his hand again unmoved. The Great Khan's guards of the Chahar tribe showed no mercy to their compatriots, and once again sent a rain of arrows.

"Tumen, what kind of Mongol Khan are you! In the name of the Immortal Heaven, I curse you not to die well! In the sn, an old Mongolian man who was at least in his fifties shouted and scolded.

This voice may have shouted out the hearts of many people, and all of a sudden there were scoldings, all of which were scolding Tumen for sweating.

These herdsmen from small tribes, originally under the leadership of Tumut, lived a good life, as long as they could take out enough cattle, sheep, horses and related goods, they could exchange anything they wanted from Zhangjiakou.

What kind of bullshit sweat is this? What kind of bloodline of the Golden Family, descendants of Genghis Khan!

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