The fourth volume of the sharp blade out of the sheath Shenzhou moves

At dusk at night, at the head of the Wafangdian city, Ao Bai looked at the people who continued to work under the city and was worried.

Today, all day long, he witnessed the difference between this Ming army, and at the same time, he also deeply understood that Wafangdian could not hold it at all.

Dolgon's plan to hold off the Ming army for three days was doomed to failure.

In the evening, after the neat attack of the Ming army, a large number of defenders on the city wall were forced to go down the city, leaving only a small number of archers to shoot guerrilla arrows at the head of the city, and the effect was very poor.

A large number of people poured down the city, and the urn city was full of armored soldiers and herdsmen sitting cross-legged, regardless of the old, weak, young and strong, all of them looked deeply attacked.

It turned out that the Mongols could not attack the city, and it was still impossible to defend the city.

They were scattered by the artillery fire of the Ming army, and they were beaten under a neat platoon, and the city was full of corpses and severed arms.

There were even human entrails and shattered heads, black blood and intestines dripping from the ground, and flies flying in clumps with a buzzing and disturbing sound.

It's like hell, and they can't escape from it, it's a nightmare that they can't wake up from.

The Mongolian taiji did not bring water or food to the herdsmen.

When it gets dark, people are so hungry that their mouths can't open their mouths, and most of them can only swallow dry saliva and barely nibble on cold wheat crackers or dried cheese.

Wafangdian is indeed a very standard Ming style city, and the three-zhang high city wall is also a standard height, when I used to stand at the head of the city and look down, I felt that it was high and safe.

In fact, the Mongols did not pay much attention to the construction of cities, because they usually lived in water and grass.

Even tribal lords like Taiji migrated with the herders, and the city was a place of pleasure and trade, as well as a place to worship Buddha.

The Taiji had a mansion in Wafangdian, but it did not mean that they wanted to live in the city to feel safe, which was completely different from the noble gentry of the Ming Dynasty.

For the Mongols, it was safest to be on a horse and with a bow and arrow in hand, and the city did not make them feel better.

But the thick and tall walls do give people a certain sense of security.

Now everything is ruined.

On the opposite side, there were still a large number of infantry waiting in formation, and it was strange that the soldiers did not seem to know that they were tired.

Their armor leaves shone in the light of the torches, and they were still standing straight in heavy iron armor, armed with shields and sharp knives.

The spearmen were also wearing armor, and the spears in their hands were held diagonally upward, and the large pikemen formed a forest of spears, and the tips of the spears were shining one by one, giving people an unreal and illusory feeling.

Those firecrackers were still changing shifts back and forth, and there were one or two thousand gunners below, each of them less than three feet apart, and the firecrackers in their hands were well dressed, and each of them was staring at the city.

The firearms of the Ming army on the opposite side were completely different from the other Ming armies in memory, and the people who hit each round of bullets like a torrential rain couldn't raise their heads.

The city was overturned by a lot of people every time, and the city walls were densely packed with bullet holes, and those round bullets carried huge kinetic energy, hitting the city head, and the broken masonry fragments would bring serious injuries to people.

Ao Bai carefully observed for a long time, so far, he has not seen a single explosion, even if the rate of mute fire is amazingly low.

Each time a salvo of hundreds of firebolts is fired, at most three or five will not hit, and then the firecracker will directly step back and deal with the firearms.

After the cleanup, the next time it will generally be fired. Such a dense shot is obviously much more powerful than an arrow.

The archers at the head of the city had long since lost their self-confidence, and the arrows they shot were more likely to kill the enemy than to comfort themselves.

Of course, the most threatening thing for Ao Bai is, of course, the mound.

The mobilization ability, coordination and organization ability of the Ming army on the opposite side, as well as strong logistics and abundant manpower, all of these together created this miracle in front of us.

It was not uncommon for the besieging party to build wooden platforms and suppress the head of the city with bows and crossbows in a condescending manner.

Or a wooden platform with wheels, which can not only shoot arrows from top to bottom, but also push them to the edge of the city wall and jump down from the top to attack the city.

Piling earth is a stupid method, which is generally used in battles where the manpower is sufficient, and the besieging side is ten or twenty times that of the defending side. There are also limitations in the terrain environment, so it is not as easy to use as expected.

The ant-attached siege is the most tragic, and it is the most used siege method from ancient times to the present.

Because there was no obstruction, the high platform outside the tile shop was piled up very smoothly.

When I looked at it, the high platform that was more than 200 steps long and more than 100 steps wide was already more than a zhang high, that is to say, it was piled up to half the height of the city wall.

Some of the gunners were already standing on the high platform and aiming, and as soon as someone showed up, they would shoot, and the people in front of the city did not dare to show their heads at all.

It is conceivable that once the high platform is piled up at the same height as the city wall, or higher than the city wall, hundreds of gunners stand on it to shoot in turn, and then put a few small cannons, how many people can stand under the more than a mile long city wall of the entire southern city?

At that time, it is inevitable that the city defense will be broken in an instant.

Ao Bai slowly walked down from the city with a sad expression, and he couldn't think of any way.

Even if he led his troops out to kill now, he couldn't boost any morale at all.

Inside the city walls, groups of Mongols resting on the ground, with dazed eyes, chapped lips and empty bellies, fought for a day without any encouragement or reward.

How could such an army be able to rush out on horseback and fight against a fiercely armed enemy with their companions dead above and below the city, and without even the men who collected their bodies?

The 300 parts he brought with him had the power to fight, but that was the capital to save his life, and he didn't let them participate in the war today.

The preoccupied Ao Bai decided to go to Mongol Taiji immediately, and now it is impossible to hold the city, and the only solution is to break through at night.

And as soon as possible, it seems that the Ming army on the opposite side is going to work overtime to build a high platform, and it may start attacking the city tomorrow morning.

The number of soldiers on guard outside the city is not large, there should be a considerable number of troops resting, tomorrow morning or at the latest noon, the army will attack the city by two methods, high platforms and ant attachments, and the defenders of the city have no chance.

The horses walked on the streets far from the city gates, and the roadside was a brick and stone building, and the horses' hooves made a crisp sound on the bluestone pavement, and a group of guards followed the bow.

The sound of horses' hooves shattered the silence here, and many herdsmen resting along the streets woke up from their sleep, looking at Ao Bai and the others in great confusion.

Ao Bai could not see any morale in their eyes, the Mongols were not good at siege and defense battles, their strength was cavalry archery, and it was field warfare.

Thinking of this, Ao Bai's thoughts about running are even worse.