On the ninth day of February in the twelfth year of Daming Jingtai, Jizhou City.

The sky was faint, and the sound of the stirring horn had suddenly broken the silence of the dawn. Accompanied by the sound of the horn, it was the Mongolian camp of the garrison more than ten miles outside the city of Jizhou, and the rows of cavalry had quickly advanced and killed the city wall in the north, and behind them, there were many Mongolian soldiers who moved forward on foot, carrying many wooden planks and other things, which should be used to attack the city. This means that the real offensive and defensive war is about to start.

The defenders of the city were naturally prepared, and when the horn sounded, thousands of soldiers had gathered at the head of the city, they were armed with bows and arrows, or knives and guns, although their eyes still flashed with a little fear, but their expressions were resolute, because everyone knew that it was their duty to defend Jizhou.

Lin Lie was in the middle of it, and after looking around left and right and finding that everyone was quite calm, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he and Lu Jin's encouragement last night still played a role.

Yesterday, after taking the cavalry that had fled back to the city, it was found that this time it was indeed a heavy casualty, and more than 1,000 people failed to return to the city, and nearly half of the people who came back were more or less wounded, which made the defenders naturally more afraid of the Mongols.

Seeing this, Lin Lie hurriedly spoke out to boost morale: "The reason why this general does not agree to take the initiative to go out of the city to attack the enemy is because he is worried about such a result. But we also have our own strengths, which are the various tactics of holding the city, and the fact that the city is so strong and the variety of weapons. I believe that as long as we hold out and obey my orders, the Tartars will not succeed. ”

Although there is some truth in what he said, the Ming army is still a little vague, after all, Mengren's performance just now is too amazing. Fortunately, with Lu Zhen by his side, he said loudly again: "Do you remember the battle more than ten years ago? At that time, my Ming Dynasty was exhausted, and the Tartars had already broken through the border pass and killed me directly under the city of Beijing, and the momentum was like a rainbow. But didn't they still meet under my Beijing city and break the bloodstream, and they suffered heavy losses, but they could break through any of them? Although my Jizhou is not as good as Beijing, but today's Tartar is definitely not as good as the original, can't we stop them? ”

These words combined with him being one of the people who experienced the battle at the beginning, and its persuasive power was quite not small, and sure enough, the uneasy mood of the whole army was calmed down somewhat, and many people shouted: "We will swear to defend the city to the death, and not let the Tartars enter my Jizhou and harm my people!" ”

At this time, the words were still in the ears, the first wave of the enemy's offensive had already been killed, looking at the thousands of Mongolian cavalry galloping towards them, many people's hands were clenched tighter, and some crossbowmen had already raised their bows and crossbows and aimed ahead.

"Don't worry, it's not too late to wait for them to come into range. Don't be intimidated by their momentum! Lin Lie hurriedly reminded loudly. He knew very well how fast the enemy was, and if the first round of arrows missed, it would be easy for them to take advantage of the position, and the defenders of the city would face the enemy's bows and arrows to counterattack.

But just as everyone was holding their breath, calculating how long it would take for the enemy to enter the range of the bow and crossbow, suddenly the rushing cavalry team stopped, and only a dozen people walked forward slowly, without any weapons in their hands.

This made Lin Lie not easy to order someone to take action immediately, so he raised his hand and said, "Wait a minute, let them come over." "The two countries are at war without slashing, and the Ming Dynasty is a state of etiquette, so it is naturally impossible not to let the other party come forward to speak.

The more than ten people soon came to the city, rushed up through the moat a few zhang wide, and shouted: "Is it Lin Lielin's general soldier who commands the troops above?" My master has a few words to say to you. ”

Lin Lie pondered for a while, and then pulled a sergeant with a loud voice to say something to him, and the latter also came to the city and shouted below: "Yes, it is General Lin who is defending the city, I don't know what to say first?" ”

"General Lin Bing, now my Taishi personally led an army of 100,000 people, and his army is even more powerful than ten years ago. I think that at the beginning, hundreds of thousands of troops in your Ming Kingdom were killed by tens of thousands of my troops and fled, and today you are only 50,000 people in Jizhou, and you will definitely not be able to defend it. I hope you will listen to a word of persuasion, and it will be a wise move to open the city and surrender as soon as possible, and submit to my master. If not, once the city is broken, the soldiers and civilians of the city will be wiped out, and it is all your fault! ”

"First of all, you don't have to bother with this tongue, I, Lin Lie, am deeply favored by the imperial court, how can I turn my back on the Ming Dynasty. Not to mention that now I still have Jizhou Jiancheng to defend, and there are still 50,000 loyal and elite soldiers under my command to use, even if I only fight alone, it will never be possible to submit to you such blood-drinking Fortress Tartars! ”

"Mr. Lin, those who know the times are Junjie, don't choose the wrong path and regret it in the end!"

"If you want to fight, you will fight, why bother talking nonsense!" This sentence was said by Lin Lie himself, and then he suddenly raised his hand and raised his bow, and a sharp arrow had already whistled out, and it went straight to the head of the messenger who still wanted to continue to persuade.

It came down too quickly and too suddenly, and when he saw the arrow coming, he had no time to dodge, and could only let out a roar of despair. Then he felt a chill on the top of his head, and the arrow did not hurt him in the slightest, but only shot it off with his helmet.

At this time, Lin Lie's voice came from the city again: "Because you are a messenger of the Mongolian people, I don't want to hurt you with this arrow." But if you make noise again and try to mess with our army, the next arrow will be hard to say! As he spoke, a row of arrows lit up at the head of the city, densely packed, so terrifying.

The other party had already made his attitude clear, and he had also seen through his own strategy, and these people finally did not dare to linger any longer, so they turned their horses' heads and went back stupidly. After a while, the cavalry, which had been stationary, rushed again, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed through more than three miles, and they were already within range of the defenders.

Without any hesitation, Lin Lie had already ordered loudly: "Release the arrow!" ”

"Boom, Boom......" Hundreds of arrows rang out in unison, flying towards the enemy below the city with a scream that broke through the air. At this time, the Mongols fully demonstrated their mastery of horsemanship, even when they were rushing forward at full speed, they were still able to flexibly display various movements on the back of the horse, whether they leaned forward, or leaned back, or rolled over, and even hung only one foot on the stirrup, but the body completely fell under the horse to dodge the rain of arrows.

As a result, the lethality of the Ming army's arrows was naturally greatly reduced, and only more than 20 people were shot, and even the momentum of the enemy's forward rush could not be weakened much. Seeing this scene, the hearts of all the soldiers were even tighter, and they hurriedly drew their arrows and continued to aim downward.

By this time, the Mongols had already rushed to their best position to attack the defenders of the city, and as soon as they sat down on their horses from the dodge movement, they stretched out their bows and arrows in their hands, and then drew their bows and arrows at a speed far faster than the defenders, and shot the arrows towards the city.

Even if the Ming army was in a high place and occupied the geographical advantage, the opponent's arrows could still shoot at the head of the city through various angles, posing a threat to them. A few archers who were in a hurry to continue killing the enemy had just shown half of their heads when they were shot by an arrow and fell down screaming, which made the movements of the other crossbowmen who were still trying to come out suddenly slow down!

"Shieldman, come forward and block it!" Fortunately, Lin Lie had already prepared for this, and immediately ordered a defense. The shield-bearer, who had been waiting behind, strode forward, holding his long shield diagonally to the battlements of the wall, and blocked the gaps tightly.

In this way, the arrows of the Mongols under the city could only be shot on the thick shields, and the sound of tuk-tuk was constantly sounded, but it was difficult to hurt the soldiers in the rear.

Just when this burst of movement like a torrential rain suddenly stopped, Lin Lie quickly ordered: "Shield hand, retreat!" Crossbowmen, put! ”

At his command, the shield-bearers hurriedly removed the long shields that were placed at the head of the city, and then the crossbowmen, who had been ready to attack, immediately poked their heads out and rained down the arrows they had prepared on the cavalry below.

This time, because the distance was quite close, those cavalry could no longer dodge, and could only draw their swords in their hands to parry, but under the dense array of arrows, how could they completely block these arrows, and suddenly there was a scream in the middle of the team, accompanied by people constantly falling from their horses.

Seeing the Mongols constantly falling off their horses, the original nervousness of the defenders calmed down a lot, and they realized that the Tartars under the city were not so terrible, and they would still be injured and die in the face of their arrows.

Once they had confidence in their hearts, their movements became even more swift, and they continued to release arrows towards the enemy, so that they could only ride their horses and retreat slightly to avoid causing more damage.

Seeing that he had finally repelled the enemy, the defenders cheered even more, and the movements of their hands became more and more skillful and fast.

But the good times didn't last long, and the Mongolian people were not beaten alone, and soon they fired arrows at the head of the city again, and forced the Ming army to shrink temporarily, after all, in terms of the ability to shoot, the Ming army was still inferior to theirs.

If this is the case, you and I will continue to shoot at each other in a rain of arrows on both sides, and there will be damage in a few battles, but the Mongolian people under the city are obviously more injured.

Just when the soldiers began to overcome the fear in their hearts, Lin Lie's expression changed: "It's not good, I've been attracted by them!" For when he looked ahead, he found that a large number of Mongolian foot soldiers who had been following behind this cavalry had disappeared.

He immediately understood that the other party's persuasion just now had another purpose, that is, to verify that he was at the head of the northern city, so that the cavalry dragged the main force here, and the real siege focus was placed in other directions!

At the same time, a shout had been faintly heard from the direction of the west gate, and the real target of the enemy was actually in the west!