Chapter 521: The Battle of Beijing (1)
As the jade rabbit sets in the west, the golden crow rises in the east, and a new day comes again.
When the bright autumn sun shone on the earth, a mournful and long horn sounded outside Beijing, followed by a stirring drum.
When the drums sounded, the Mongolian camp was already full of neighing horses, sitting on the back of a black horse, with a gloomy face, he immediately pulled out his saber at his waist, raised his hand and pointed obliquely at the magnificent city in front of him, and gave the order for the final attack: "The whole army is attacking, surrounded on all sides, I want to see how many available soldiers there are in this Beijing!" ”
As soon as the order was issued, the flags trembled, the shouts continued, and then the drumbeat became more and more urgent. But soon, the sound of the drum was completely drowned out by the denser sound of tens of thousands of horsemen galloping at the same time.
Hundreds of thousands of horses' hooves galloped on the land outside Beijing, so dusty that the entire land trembled, as if the earth dragon was about to flip over and completely destroy this thousand-year-old city. Its momentum is several times stronger than when it besieged the main force of the Ming army before.
Rushing forward, the Mongols quickly dispersed and pounced on their different targets. As Ye Xian ordered, this time, they completely deployed their military forces, and attacked the nine gates of Beijing in all directions without distinguishing between priorities and priorities.
This is indeed a pretty good siege strategy. Since the Ming army has lost most of its elite in the battle of Tumubao, the number and quality of the soldiers and horses left here must be insufficient. If only one or a few of them were attacked, the Ming army could still concentrate its forces in the city to resist. But now, the Mongols are launching a fierce attack on the nine gates at the same time, which will inevitably make the opponent's defense stretched. In this way, any mistake or omission could become a breakthrough for total collapse, and the current strength of the Mongolian people is enough to afford such a risk.
In the roar of people and horses, the Mongolian people rushed like a wave, which made the hearts of the Ming army defending the city hang high. They had never seen such a ferocious assault on the city, and if it weren't for the urging of the generals, many of them would have dropped their weapons and fled down the city.
But even if they didn't run, the faces of these soldiers were a little pale, their hands were still trembling slightly, and some of the archers who were ready to shoot their arrows were trying to hold steady, and it was difficult for them to aim their arrows at their targets. What's more, a few people relented and shot the arrows gently. However, this arrow did not carry any strength at all, and just flew out of the city, it had already fallen sharply, and at this time, the team of Mongolian people was still more than a mile away from the city.
It wasn't until a few generals shouted loudly to boost the morale of the troops and remind them to obey orders that these soldiers who had just come to battle calmed down a little, but their faces still had a little trepidation and uneasiness.
Only the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion in front of the ten guns seemed extremely calm at the moment, even if there were thousands of horses galloping outside the city, it was difficult for their hands to tremble, and their eyes were even more fixed on the line of troops that the enemy was approaching, calculating the distance between the two sides, to see when they could light the cannon to give the enemy the greatest damage.
At this time, the artillery was not only bulky, but also not too lethal. The bigger problem is that the range of these guns is actually not much farther than that of ordinary bows and crossbows, and at most they can hit a mile of land. Therefore, the sergeant of the Shenji Battalion who operates the cannon must calculate the distance between the enemy and the city, and ignite the fire at the moment when the enemy steps into the firing range, so as to maximize the damage of these shells, and this is obviously only possible for those who are most familiar with the performance of artillery.
Fortunately, Zhu Qizhen's royal expedition did not bring these artillery that could not provide much help for field operations, so the gunners in the Shenji battalion did not accompany them. At this time, those who were ordered to guard the nine gates were all good players.
Their eyes were fixed on the enemy's line below, and their mouths were full of words, and as the enemy approached, the torches in their hands were already in their hands.
But at the moment when the cannon was about to be ignited, variables suddenly appeared.
The movement of the Mongol cavalry, who were moving forward with all their might, suddenly stopped, and immediately, from behind them, a large group of ragged men, women, and children were hobbled towards the city wall like cattle driven by them. And those cavalrymen who were still showing off their might just now were like cowards at this time, and they actually just followed behind these people, completely slowing down.
"This is ......" The defenders of the city were stunned for a moment, and quickly recognized the identities of these people who stumbled in front of the Mongolian army - they were all ordinary people of the Ming Dynasty, and they were prisoners who fell into the hands of the Mongolian people!
"Despicable! Shameless! These tartars, as expected, are no different from beasts, and they actually use the innocent old and weak as their shields......" For a while, the shouting and scolding of the city resounded, and the panic in everyone's hearts turned into anger and hesitation at this moment, and even those gunners stopped moving, and the torches in their hands failed to really ignite the fuse at the muzzle.
One or two hundred years ago, the Mongols were able to sweep across the entire Eurasian continent and kill countries with almost no power to fight back, in addition to their tactics being really good and the cavalry being elite enough, the key to their continuous victory was the use of all means on the battlefield.
Whenever the Mongols wanted to attack a city, they would always capture the inhabitants around it, and then when it was time to attack the target, they would pioneer the captives close to the city walls. These captives often intersect with the defenders of the city, and once they see these acquaintances appear under the city, the defenders will naturally hesitate when they make a move, and they can't even bear to shoot down with arrows, arrows, wood, stones and other weapons.
And in this way, it naturally gave the Mongolian people the opportunity to quickly approach the city wall, and take the ladder to attack the city!
Of course, there are also people who will say, what if the defenders who are determined to give orders to attack regardless of the lives of the people? For such an outcome, the Mongolian people will not have any loss or burden, at most, this strategy cannot be fully implemented. On the other hand, the defenders are likely to bear the burden of killing their own compatriots, and thus something will go wrong in the next battle.
As a Ming dynasty who has been dealing with the Mongolian people for a hundred years, he naturally has already figured out the other party's path, so this time, after learning that Bauhinia Pass was lost, he quickly moved the people in the villages and towns outside the city into the city for temporary shelter. However, the Bauhinia Pass to Beijing is hundreds of miles, how can it be moved cleanly?
Therefore, during the journey of the Mongols all the way south, they collected and captured thousands of innocent Ming people, and now they put them in front of them and became the vanguard of their attack on Beijing.
No matter how the defenders of the city scolded, the situation in front of them could not be changed. Although the people staggered slowly, they were still approaching the walls, and it was not long before the Mongols were able to reach their advantage and preemptively suppress the city's defenses with bows and arrows.
What to do? Everyone's faces were filled with panic and confusion, though a single command was all it took to temporarily resolve the threat. But this order means that countless innocent people will be killed by their own hands, which is a crime that no general dares to bear.
On the Xizhi Gate, Liu Ju, who had a white face, had turned red at this time, and his appearance was even more distorted, his right hand was tightly gripping the hilt of the sword, and he couldn't blurt out a command to his mouth.
Although the people under the city are not familiar with them, they are compatriots of the same country after all. Didn't they serve as soldiers, eat rations and receive salaries, just to protect these people from being harmed? But now, he ordered the killing of these people who should have been protected by him, and he really couldn't say it.
"General...... What to do? They are less than a mile from the city, and if they walk a little further, we will all be within range of the Tartars' bows and arrows! One of the soldiers stared at the city with a grim face and muttered.
At this time, the situation of the other eight gates is also similar to that of Xizhimen, with the Mengren sacrificing this killer move, the Ming army has become extremely difficult, those arrows that have long been on the string, moved to the wood and stone at the battlement, but at this time can not be beckoned.
No matter how much you hesitate like this, not only will the city gate not be able to defend it, but the people inside and outside the city will fall into the hands of the Tartars, and they will not escape death at that time!
Gritting his teeth, Liu Ju only heard a sentence from his former boss, the British Gong Zhang Fu, who had mentioned in his ears: "Ci is not in charge of the army, what the generals have to consider is how to achieve victory, not other justice and justice." Kill 10,000 people and win, then go and kill these 10,000 people! ”
Suddenly, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and a line of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, which was to bite his lips under the condition of clenching his teeth hard. But this time, he had already made up his mind, and there was no longer the slightest hesitation: "Fire!" Shoot the arrows! Whether it is the Tartars or the common people, as long as they dare to approach my Xizhimen, they will all be killed! ”
After hearing this command, several gunners, who were already tense, reflexively brought their torches forward, and the fuse sneered. In the blink of an eye, the firelight flashed, the cannon body shook, and in the boom, one after another the shells flew straight down the city and landed among the people and the Mongolian army who had just walked into the firing range.
At the same time, those archers also subconsciously let go of their arrows, and countless arrows flew out like raindrops, and also fell on the target under the city. For a while, the screams rang out under the Xizhi Gate......
And after the Xizhimen side made a brazen move, it seemed that it was inspired or influenced, and there were rumbling cannons at the other eight gates.
A big war related to the survival of the Ming Dynasty was completely started, but the first batch of people who shed blood and died for it were not the soldiers on both sides, but the innocent Ming people who were captured by the Mongolian people.
At the moment when the fire and arrows were fired, most of the thousands of people had already fallen......
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