Chapter 357: Artillery and Great Bow

The second wave of attacks did not wait for the next day, and after a few hours, the second wave of Tile Thorn cavalry slowly approached.

The Taer River valley crosses the remaining veins of the Xing'an Mountains, the river valley is a flat land that can be passed, and the troops of the tile spur cavalry have to enter the reclamation area outside the pass, which is the nearest road, if you take other similar river valley roads, it will be the Mohe Heilongjiang area.

However, the Mongols did not have so much time and conditions, and when they arrived at Mohe, the weather was already extremely cold, so they were actually looking for their own death.

In the river valley, the place where Jiang Feng chose to camp is also one of the few flat land that can let go of about 10,000 people, under his estimate, the place where the army of the tile spur camped should be five miles away from him, Jiang Feng arrived two months earlier than the other party, and the tanma had already surveyed the terrain of the Taal River valley almost, Jiang Feng blocked this place, and the sixty or seventy thousand people of the tile spur could only be scattered into a dozen places to camp.

Moreover, in the river valley, the width of the river valley determines that the number of troops sent each time is not too large, and in a relatively narrow space, the advantage in numbers is not so obvious.

However, Jiang Feng didn't feel that he had taken any advantage, as long as the Mongol army entered the river valley, if it wasn't for the bloody flow, it would not have retreated to the grassland from the Taer River valley at all, and if nothing was caught, it would return to the grassland with a loss of soldiers. So this so-called Bandi Khan does not need to continue to be the leader of the steppe, the key to the question is what is the degree of blood flow in the army of so many people, is it a death of 10,000 people, or a death of 20,000 people?

A hard battle is definitely inevitable, Jiang Feng is already ready, but supporting for two days is not a simple task, what he can rely on is a wooden fence and the firearms in his hands, the veterans are only two thousand, and the firearms and ammunition are not so sufficient.

Reinforcements are still on the way, everything is not so certain, it is not impossible to say that it is two days, that is, three days or four days later. But now is the time not to care about these things at all, because the second attack of the Tartars has already begun.

This attack was extremely cautious, Jiang Feng's soldiers would definitely not go out of the wooden fence to fight, but the cavalry of the tile spurs obviously had a wealth of experience this time, and when they were about two hundred paces away, they had already stopped their horses and dismounted one after another.

Three hours had passed since the last battle, and the sun could not be seen in the valley, and it was quite cold, but the fire that burned the corpses was still burning, and the slaves put a lot of firewood and grass on the pile of human corpses in order to burn it thoroughly, and the Mongol soldiers did not care about the burning corpses, and dismounted and slowly advanced forward.

After a hundred and fifty paces, apparently the soldiers who had fled back last time explained the situation, a large column of Shingle Mongols stood in front, all of them holding large bows that were nearly half a man high, rather than the horned bows of the kind that were used to shoot arrows on horseback.

The Mongols' reputation for good archery was never achieved on horseback, and their coverage and long-range shooting were done with such large bows, and the longest range could reach about 200 paces, and within 100 steps could penetrate the armor, which was extremely powerful. The Mongol officers shouted, and the spurs drew their bows neatly.

After seeing the scene on the opposite side, the officer behind the wooden fence of the Jiang family army couldn't help but be stunned, now it is outside the effective range of the arquebus, what should I do! The officer in charge of giving the order only hesitated a little and opened fire. The arquebuses began to shoot one after another, and the archers on the opposite side shook one by one.

But then it was found that the arquebus was within this distance, it was simply a blind cat and a mouse, of course, it was not a soldier without injuries, four or five archers were shot in the calf by lead pellets, but there was no danger at all, seeing this situation, the morale of the archers was shocked, the bowstring collapsed, and a row of big arrows was shot.

After the first round of shooting, the arquebusiers of the Jiang family immediately stopped firing and returned to the back of the shield, but the curved shot of the big bow could not hurt the arquebusiers behind the wooden fence and covered by the shield, and the killing range of these bows and arrows was in Jiang Feng's camp.

The arquebus soldiers who were waiting for the rotation raised the wooden rafts that had been prepared for a long time and were tied up, which was simple to say, a dozen small trees with a thickness of four or five inches were tied with straw ropes, which was the so-called wooden rafts, which also knew that the Mongols mainly used bows and arrows in their battles.

Four or five people put one end of the wooden raft against the ground, and the other end was lifted, and the sound of clanging and the big arrows were nailed to the top of the wooden raft, and they could not penetrate at all. But many people who couldn't react were pierced by the big arrows, and they were immediately nailed there, and for the first time in the wooden fence, there was a screaming sound when the battle began.

Jiang Feng looked at the battle in front of him surrounded by the big shields of the guards, and the opponent's big arrow shot over, and he could see that there was already a panic here, and no one reacted, so he was immediately furious, and shouted there:

"What are you doing there stupidly, with a cannon, with a cannon!"

Jiang Feng's angry shout immediately made these people react immediately, and the officer next to the wooden fence began to order the artillery to prepare, there are only about four two-pound and two one-pound small cannons here in Huifeng Manor, and the storage of cannonballs and gunpowder is not much, so it is also doubly cared for.

According to Jiang Feng's words, it should be used in key places, but as a result, Tie Dan sent people to build six movable wooden houses behind the wooden fence to cover the cannon, which is quite a simple artillery fortification, and Jiang Feng couldn't smile bitterly when he saw it.

And since it is a key place to use again, then it is difficult to grasp what is critical and what is not critical, most of the officers brought by Jiang Feng here are middle and low-level officers, and only a few senior officers in the Jiang family army who have been garrisoned have experience in the command and use of artillery.

And Jiang Feng's troops generally had a superstitious attitude towards arquebuses, believing that this would end the battle, so it wasn't until Jiang Feng's roar that the artillery began to act.

The preparation time of the big bow of the Tile Thorn people was slower than that of the horn bow, but by the time the cannon was ready, they had already shot the third round, and in Jiang Feng's camp, all the people were hiding in shields and bunkers, and from time to time there was a scream of a big arrow piercing through the shield.

The solemnity on the face of the Mongolian officer on the opposite side has turned into a smile, it seems that this hard bone should be taken down like this, the other party's arquebus has no movement after it has been fired once, and the next round can be close to ten steps to change the rocket, the environment of the Taal River valley determines that the materials of various fortifications can only be wood-based, it is autumn now, the weather is dry and dry, as long as it is set on fire, it will inevitably collapse.

When the archers opened their bows and arrows, the wooden fence suddenly opened a few openings the size of a person's arms, the sharp whistling sound suddenly sounded, the neatly arranged three rows of archers suddenly fell a piece, the ground size of the river valley is more stones, the metal cannonball falls on the ground and bounces stronger, in this era, the killing of artillery mainly relies on ricochets to achieve, almost at the same time as the whistling sound of the artillery, the team behind the archers and archers of the tile spur sounded, there was a broken 'click' sound.

Then there was a heart-rending scream, the two-pound metal iron ball easily waded out of the bloody space in the crowd, and the smile on the face of the tile spur officer suddenly froze on his face, the people who fought under the border wall of the Ming Dynasty were all until the artillery was powerful, and the military discipline of the Mongolian Tatars was far from being rigorous.

The archers did not hesitate to run to the back, even the bows and arrows were thrown on the ground, and the officer in charge of the command was just about to restrain them, when the second wave of shelling came, watching their colleagues around them be hit by cannonballs, and even men and horses fell to the ground with flesh and blood.

The officers were not slow at all, and hurriedly ran towards the back, the soldiers last time were fired by the arquebus in six rounds because of hesitation, and this time the soldiers of the spurs reacted quickly, but the range of the shells was much farther, and this time a lot of corpses were dropped here in the valley.

In order to save ammunition, after leaving the killing range, the shelling stopped, but the slaves did not go out to sort out the corpses, because there was also a mess inside the wooden fence, and the dead and wounded needed to be dealt with, and although the Watters were retreating this time, there was no chaos.

And it retreated out of the range of the artillery, and then stopped there, and in the center of the Jiangfeng camp there was a towering wooden building, this wooden building was far beyond the range of bows and arrows, and the lookouts above could clearly see the movement of the Mongols on the opposite side, and the lookouts above shouted below:

"The Tartars are cutting down trees."

The guards below immediately shouted back at the top of their voices:

"My lord asked, are you going to go up the mountain!!"

"No, they're preparing something out of wood!!"

The answer was revealed when it was completely dark, the Tile Thorns tied out the raft with leather and wooden nails, ready to rush down the river, the lookout loudly reported the movement of the Mongols, and after a few moments, there must be nothing to see, after hearing this, Jiang Feng laughed out loud, showing a rare ease, and said to the officers of the guard beside him:

"Remove the pontoon, let them come, let's close the door and beat the dogs!"