Chapter 305: A Solid Bastion
People, after all, are not pigs, and not every soldier can quickly adapt to the killing on the battlefield. On the contrary, if this hundred households were given a choice, he would not be willing to do so.
He is only twenty years old this year, but since he was seven years old, his grandfather was taken away by the Tartars, and in more than ten years, he has lost nearly ten relatives.
Uncles, aunts, cousins, uncles, fathers, brothers, sisters-in-law, and nephews under the age of one...... Every year, the Tartars went south to fight in the grassy valley, and they plundered, killed, and did all kinds of evil.
In their eyes, the people of the Ming Dynasty are the crops in the field, and they can come to harvest them at any time, and as long as they rob the people of the Ming Dynasty, they can maintain their lives. These people don't feel guilty at all, since they do this, don't blame the warriors of the Ming Dynasty and kill them like pigs and dogs!
More than 100 Tartars, under the continuous fire of firearms, left behind more than 30 corpses and fled in confusion.
Baihu climbed the ladder to the top of the fortress, took out a clairvoyant, and looked into the distance. Even with Wang Yue's arrogance, he can only do every fortress and a clairvoyant.
Before the completely transparent glass was fired, crystal could only be used as the material, and the price was nothing, but the worst thing was the process, which was really troublesome.
Hyakhe held clairvoyance, which was more valuable than the same weight of gold, and looked into the distance, and the Tartars had already run far away, and they didn't know if they would come back......
Baihu gritted his teeth, "Go, follow me out of the castle!" ”
He led the soldiers to rush outside, and the corpses everywhere were not just a pile of useless protein...... "Chop off their heads!" ”
Frankly speaking, the soldiers were hesitant, but Baihu had already grabbed a sharp axe and slashed down...... The blood clotted, and the cold weather turned the corpse into a popsicle, and the beheading was unexpectedly smooth, like chopping wood.
Baihu lifted the head of the person with hideous eyes and spat viciously!
"Seeing that there is no such thing as this, these animals are not afraid of living, and they are afraid of death."
The soldiers, whose faces were flushed, cut off their heads as they were told, and they were not polite, piling them on the roof of the castle, and even piling up the headless corpses and turning them into a low wall for defense.
When Tang Shunzhi appeared in Xiaobao, he found such a scene, and his stomach was not so comfortable.
"Do you have any difficulties?"
Baihu immediately said: "My lord, we have a small fort, only fifty people, if the Tartar is within a hundred and ten people, maybe it can be stopped." But hundreds, thousands, or even more...... It was inevitable to rush to the front of the fortress. ”
"They're rushing over, what are you going to do?"
"Fight!"
Baihu agreed very simply, "Our fortress is very strong, as long as the Tartars can't find any flaws, we can keep attacking until we kill them all!" ”
"But what if the Tartars break through the fortress"
"Then, then we will fight to the end!"
"No!"
Tang Shunzhi finally shook his head, "It's good to have the courage to sacrifice in bloody battles." But don't forget, we have other forts, as well as Dushan Fort, and there is Xifengkou behind it...... We are a whole, we are the robes and brothers who are fighting together, and the Admiral has just arrived at Xifengkou. He told the big guy that every soldier who has undergone the baptism of war is the most valuable treasure! In the future, sweep the steppe and destroy all the Tartars, and it will depend on the big guys! ”
Hearing this, many people were stunned, what, the Admiral has also arrived
Just for their little fort
What a blessing!
The soldiers immediately mustered up their fighting spirit, swept away their fatigue, and prepared for the next round of attacks.
They didn't know that it was not only Wang Yue, but the eyes of the whole world were on the eleven large and small fortresses with Dushan Fort as the core......
It was almost noon, and there was a dull sound from a distance, like thunder, and the big guy subconsciously looked up at the sky, and there was nothing unusual.
It's a tartar!
The main force of the Tartars is coming!
Despite a small victory, no one dares to be careless, and perhaps the real test has just appeared.
Soon, thousands of Tartar cavalry, half the tide of the tide, assembled in the distance, the horses pacing impatiently, and the faces of the people became frantic at the sight of the low wall of corpses.
What an arrogant Ming army!
It's been so many years, and no one has dared to do that.
"Great Khan, let the ministers kill these damn Ming dogs!"
Bu Chi's face was gloomy, and he couldn't see his joy or anger.
If others think that Wang Yue uses soldiers, it is a joke, but Bu Chi does not dare to think so. A few years ago, he carefully laid out, and with the help of Zhu Houzhao's death, people's hearts were confused, and the Datong Mutiny was caused.
To be honest, Bu Chi didn't want to enter the capital and restore the infinite scenery of the Great Yuan Dynasty.
He had only one purpose, that is, to hurt the Ming monarchs and ministers and force the Ming Dynasty to agree to the tribute trade.
It's that simple!
But the simpler it is, the more cumbersome it is.
Those stupid Ming people thought that they could buy off the Mongol Khan with a little money, they were so stupid!
What the Mongols wanted was not to restore the status quo ante, but to be able to open up a field and trade.
But Bu Chi was unwilling to do business honestly, so he had to beat Wang Yue, but he couldn't kill him, because only Wang Yue could change the national policy of the Ming Dynasty......
"Go ahead, remember not to take them all, keep one or two, and give Wang Yue a little face."
This one said it lightly, as if he was holding it in his hand, and everything had to develop according to his vision...... It seems that this is indeed the case, just a few fortresses, in the face of a full 30,000 iron horsemen, not even a wave, a charge, easily drowned.
Although dozens of people were lost before, it didn't matter, in front of absolute strength, any tricks were useless.
Rush!
The overwhelming cavalry, shaking the heavens and the earth, poured down.
There were so many of them that several small forts, at the same time facing the onslaught of the enemy. Through the observation hole, you can clearly feel the arrogance of these Tartars. While charging, they performed a variety of dazzling movements, and some archers threw indiscriminately at the small fort to suppress the resistance of the Ming army.
Although they lacked siege weapons, they were not worried about the Ming Dynasty's cities. It's just some sturdy turtle shells.
Those Ming troops hiding inside, archery skills are not as good as the Mongolian warriors, and the fire gun is even more of a toy, which cannot hurt the enemy, but will only kill themselves.
Such a Ming army is really not worth mentioning!
"Kill!"
The man raised his scimitar, and the small fort was not far away, and he was about to rush in and kill.
At this time, the small fort, which had been silent, launched a counterattack, and it was three fortresses at a time, spewing out lead pellets, constituting an astonishing crossfire.
Although the arquebus is not high, the distance is very close, and the enemy is in a dense formation, as long as you shoot out, it is difficult to miss!
The Tartar who was confident one second was crying for his mother the next second.
In just an instant, nearly 100 people were hit and fell off their horses.
Enraged, the Tartars drew their bows and arrows and launched a counterattack towards the fortress.
But they soon found out that bows and arrows were useless.
Each small fort is covered with a thick layer of tortoise shells. The only flaw is the shooting holes.
You can shoot an arrow on horseback, and if you want to accurately enter through the shooting hole, the difficulty is almost as high as threading a needle at a speed of 100 meters. If it could be shot, it would be weird.
The cavalry charged rapidly, and the firepower inside counterattacked more sharply.
People turn on their backs, corpses are shattered, and the scene is several times more ferocious than before!
In a hurry, some lucky ones dodged the shots and rushed to the back of the fortress.
Now it's okay, and I can finally show my skills.
It can't be so scary in the future
For these guys, the Ming army only wants to give them two words: stupid fork!
If you only attack the front, it's fine, but if you go around the back, it's 360 degrees, no dead ends, and it's completely strangled.
In an instant, the back corner of the fortress also erupted with flames, and two more later fortresses joined it, and in all directions, the lead pellets were fired, and in an instant, these people were beaten into a sieve.
After a gust of wind, in front of the fortress of the Ming army, there was only a mess left, hardly a single Tartar still alive, and the war horses that had lost their masters were either stupid or galloping.
There was also a war horse, whose stomach was shot by a fire gun, and when he ran, his internal organs gushed out and hung on the side of his body, dripping with blood, so it was not terrifying!
"Wang Yue! Yours is it! ”
Bu Chi stood on a high place and could see it clearly, he thought that no matter how powerful the fortress of the Ming army was, it would be just a charge, and it could be taken. But as a result, one charge, the other party was unscathed, but it was them, corpses everywhere!
What to do
Still fighting
After a brief moment of silence, Bu Chi raised his scimitar...... The Mongol warriors voluntarily abandoned their horses, and the warriors in armor were in front, with maces, axes, and shields in their hands.
The courtiers of the Ming Dynasty often liked to say that the Tartars were unparalleled in riding and shooting.
In fact, their infantry combat ability cannot be underestimated, at least they can fight several times the Ming army.
The guy at the head was the one who asked Bu Chi to fight, he was wearing three layers of armor, carrying a hammer, and rushed to the front!
"Kill, knock on the king of the Ming dog!"
The overwhelming Tartars rushed up again, and at this moment, in the small fort, the soldiers had some fist-sized iron bumps in their hands......
"Since the Tartars are not afraid of death, let's play with them!"