"Then, uncle, Samur go back and see Jeddah!"

"Okay, you go, don't worry, leave the war to your uncle and Eseku, you can take care of Jeddah!"

"Well, Samuel is leaving!"

"Go ahead!"

After Samuel left, Dibaonu was silent for a while before ordering the construction of siege equipment to begin preparing for the siege.

At the sound of the order, the Mongols immediately went into action.

......

Seeing that the Mongolian army was divided into two groups, one to the east and the other to go into the mountains to cut down trees, Mo Tingyuan's heart became heavy. The cavalry to the east was clearly blocking the retreat and meeting reinforcements, and it seemed that the Mongols had come prepared, and probably numbered in the tens of thousands.

Mo Tingyuan froze, then looked back at the soldiers around him, and found that they were all a little frightened. In order to boost morale, Mo Tingyuan ordered the city head to open fire.

The cannon rang out at the head of the city, and the Mongol soldiers retreated like a tide, so that the pressure felt by the head of the city was immediately much less.

Seeing that the morale of the soldiers had improved, Mo Tingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately ordered martial law in the city, sent people to check the households in the city, and all those who came from unknown sources were detained, and those who resisted were killed.

Mo Tingyuan also sent people to count the artillery, gunpowder, guns, food and other materials in the city, and strengthened the guards to prevent the enemy from sabotaging.

Listening to Mo Tingyuan's orderly order, the soldiers under his command had peace of mind and immediately took the order.

Most of the Mongol army withdrew five miles away, leaving a small number of rangers to harass and exhaust the enemy army at the head of the city. In the face of harassment by the enemy, Mo Tingyuan ordered that no one except for the marksman should be allowed to fire, and those who violated the military law would be punished.

......

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out at the head of the city, and a cavalryman who was playing tricks on the city head more than two hundred steps away shook it, and then fell off his horse, and the city was full of cheers, and the cavalry around the wounded immediately scattered, and left this dangerous place, only one cavalry rushed over, and shouted: "Brother! ”

Then he saw the knight fly off his horse, pick up his wounded brother, and then hide behind the horse, but he did not dare to get on the horse, but dared to move back a little.

The gunfire rang out again at the head of the city, but it missed, and there was a sound of disappointment at the head of the city.

The knight glanced at the city, then at his brother, whose face was pale and bleeding from the corners of his mouth, gritted his teeth, put his brother on his horse, turned over on his horse, and ran to the rear team.

The gunfire at the head of the city did not go out again.

"Su He, how is your brother?"

"My lord, my brother is injured, let the doctor take a look!"

"Well, okay! Come on! Come on! ”

The doctor quickly rushed over, cut the wounded's leather armor, found that the wound was on the chest, touched it with his hand, but found that there was nothing on the surface, the doctor carefully checked it again, and found that the corner of the wounded's mouth had begun to flow blood, and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Doctor, save my brother, he is a warrior of the Great Mongolia!"

"It's useless, the Ming army's musket has penetrated your brother's internal organs, and there is no help!"

"Ahh Su He cried and knelt beside his brother and held his brother in his arms: "Brother, brother, wake up!" ”

"Ahem! Cough! Cough! The elder brother coughed suddenly, and the blood from the corners of his mouth was even more, and he said in an extremely weak voice: "...... Su He....... Other...... Don't cry, ...... Shine...... Take care of ....... Mom......"

"Brother! Brother! ”

Su He's heart-rending cry sounded on the grass, and the surrounding cavalry was also sad.

The Mongols are not afraid of death, they have always been proud of dying in battle, and ashamed of being old in bed, but it is really unacceptable that a strong warrior fell with a gunshot two hundred paces away, like just now.

"The Great Khan has arrived!"

Everyone looked back and quickly knelt down, and Su He, who was holding his brother, was no exception!

Surrounded by the generals, Di Baonu walked to Su He's side and helped him up: "Child, don't cry, your brother is a warrior of the Great Mongolian Kingdom, he died in battle, it is Batyr, Ben Khan will take care of your family!" ”

"Xie Da Khan!"

"Su He, Ben Khan promoted you to the head of a hundred households, rewarded ten sheep, two iron pots, and fifty taels of silver, I hope you can inherit your brother's will, open up territory for my Great Mongolia, and fight bravely to kill the enemy!"

"Thank you Great Khan for your grace, Su Heding should do his best until he dies!"

"Well, Suhe, go see your new subordinates, Ben Khan wants people to see the cause of your brother's death."

"But ......"

Su He hesitated for a moment, he understood the meaning of this sentence, since the Great Khan returned to the grassland, he brought many novel practices, such as dissecting corpses......

"Don't go yet!"

One of the generals beside Di Baonu snapped.

"Yes!"

Su He bowed his head and answered, and ran into the distance with a crying voice.

Dibaonu glanced at the corpse on the ground: "Do it!" ”

"Yes!"

.......

"Great Khan, this is it, killed our warriors!"

"So small?"

Dibaonu looked at the irregular grains in the bowl, which were not much larger than soybeans, and said with some confusion: "How can such a small thing hit so far?" ”

"I don't know about this," the doctor shook his head with a wry smile, and continued, "I only know that there was only one wound on the deceased's leather armor, and there was only this wound on his body, and this thing pierced through the leather armor and penetrated into his liver, and it was already very surprising that he was able to persist in saying a few words to his brother." ”

"Well, so what the hell is this thing?"

"I don't know, I've never seen it, but this thing is soft, very soft!" The doctor poured the projectile on the table, pressed it with the bowl, and then moved the bowl away, and the particles turned into round cakes.

Dibaonu and the general Si Ribo beside him were dumbfounded, how could such a soft thing kill people?

......

For the sake of this projectile, a military council was held, but no one knew what it was and how to protect it.

Eventually, the Dibaonu decided to have the rangers in armor and improvised wooden shields to continue harassing, essentially allowing them to experiment and collect the secrets of the enemy's mysterious guns.

At the end of the meeting, the faces of the generals were not very good-looking, and the land protection slaves were no exception.

......

The harassment continued, but the Mongol cavalry lost their former sharpness, and became cowering, hiding behind their shields as much as possible, and not daring to get too close.

After an afternoon of testing and losing more than twenty knights, the Mongols initially knew the performance of this firearm, its range was at least about two hundred paces, it could easily penetrate leather armor and wooden shields, even the armor did not have much effect, unless an extremely rare plate armor was used, which was all from the Eseku, which was said to be provided by the Ming Kingdom, and the number was very small.

Except for plate armor, other armor had no effect, and even when wearing plate armor, cavalrymen were often shot off their horses by projectiles, so there were no fewer wounded.

The only thing that makes people feel relieved is that there are not many such guns in the city, about ten, and the firing interval is very long, so in a large-scale charge, it should not play a big role.

After testing this, the faces of the Mongolian generals were still ugly.

Because no one knows if the Ming army at the head of the city is hiding? What if there are a lot of them in the city? What if the interval between launches was not so long, and the Ming army was just deliberately covering up?

Also, is it possible that the Ming Dynasty had more of these weapons, but they were not transported to Tongliao City?

A dark cloud of defeat began to loom over the Mongol camp......

At the head of the city, Mo Tingyuan was overjoyed, and patted Lou Jiang, the captain of the marksman team, on the shoulder: "That's good, boy, your marksman team has made a great contribution this time!" ”

"The colonel has passed the award, and it is all due to His Majesty's Tianwei!" Lou Jiang was also a little excited, but still replied respectfully.

"Not bad! Not bad! You are our Tongliao baby bumps! Let's go down and get some rest! When the enemy army attacks the city, you will have to make great efforts! ”

"Yes! Captain! ”

Looking at Lou Jiang's straight back, Mo Tingyuan had a doubt, why did these guys with their nostrils facing the sky not take credit at all, but "Your Majesty Tianwei" one by one?