The movement of the huge stone throwers on the battlefield was so obvious that as soon as they turned the corner, the sharp-eyed Ming troops discovered this huge threat and immediately warned each other: "The Tartar stone thrower is coming, the Tartar stone thrower is coming." ”

"Boom!" With a loud bang, a large mortar gunner fired another huge buckshot, this time with good luck, and struck the three Uighur soldiers who were transporting the wounded at once, killing or wounding the wounded, and saving the wounded medical expenses.

"You're blind! Where to fight? When the little flag officer of the iron mortar gunner saw this scene, not only did he not praise him, but slapped him on the head fiercely, and scolded him with hatred: "Hurry up and blow up the Tartar stone thrower to Lao Tzu, if you kid wants to be smashed into meat sauce, stay away from Lao Tzu and smash you to death!" ”

After such a scolding from his own small flag officer, the iron mortar gunner understood the priority of the matter, what is it to blow up a few small soldiers, anyway, across the trench, they can't come over, don't hurry up and smash the opponent's catapult before it enters the firing range, waiting for the overwhelming boulders to fly over the trench, the soldiers of the forward battalion have to greet all the eighteen generations of his ancestors.

The mortar gunner immediately visually measured the range of the catapult that was slowly pushing towards the eastern front, felt that the distance was almost there, and licked his lips, which were slightly chapped from the long run, and his eyes instantly closed together, shooting forward like a torch, aiming at the large stone thrower. While watching its every move intently, he slowly adjusted the cannon body with his own experience. At this moment, he is like a tiger that has found its prey, although the outside world is noisy, but it has nothing to do with him, and only this mortar cannon and the enemy's stone-throwing locomotive are left in his world.

"Quick! Cannonball! Feeling that the fire was almost over, the mortar gunner immediately shouted at his assistant that there was no chance to be missed, he had estimated that the time and distance were just right, and if he delayed for a while, the shells might hit the rear of the enemy.

The mortar gunner's assistant quickly loaded the shell and flashed it to the side.

"Ignition!" The mortar gunner took out a fire breaker and lit the cannon mortar cannon as he warned his companions. Because the cannon at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty had a very serious problem, that is, it exploded, once it exploded, not only could it not hit the other party, but it was also possible to get into it. Therefore, when ignition, it is necessary to remind teammates to leave a safe distance.

"Boom!" With a thud, the mortar let out another roar of its own, sending a huge lead bullet into the air. The lead bullet sliced through the air in a perfect parabolic arc before slamming into the feet of a Uighur soldier pushing a catapult. The Uighur soldier was taken aback, but then calmed down, knowing that the artillery at this time was all solid shells and could not be blown up, as long as he was not so unlucky and was hit by them.

The Uighur army, pushing the catapult chariot, continued on as if nothing had happened.

"You're fucking crooked, keep firing! Hurry up and blow up that stone thrower! The commander of the mortar gunner stomped his foot in anger and yelled at the mortar gunner. The catapult is about to enter the firing range, if the huge stones in it are allowed to fall, the soldiers of the forward battalion will definitely suffer a lot of losses, they are all their own robes, brotherhood, how not to hurry?

"Quick! Clean the barrel! The mortar gunner was also anxious, and shouted at his assistant. The artillery of the early Ming Dynasty also had a fatal drawback, that is, the rate of fire was too slow, and it took several minutes to fire a shot.

Sure enough, after paying the price of the destruction of more than a dozen stone throwers, dozens of Uighur stone throwers still entered the predetermined position, although they still could not hit the Ming army's firearms battalion, but it was not a big problem to hit the forward battalion in front.

Under the control of the Uighur army, the catapult chariots threw huge stones at the forward battalion of the Su army, showing their anger and strength.

In an instant, the forward battalion of the Su army in front suddenly felt a lot of pressure, and many soldiers were killed or injured by the boulders falling from the sky, wailing and scolding, one after another.

"Fuck! What is the firearms camp for? How can you let such a big target slip over, what a bunch of rice buckets! "Lao Tzu was bombed in the front, but they enjoyed Qingfu in the rear!"

The soldiers of the forward battalion suffered a lot from the Uighur army's stone throwers, and they were all filled with righteous indignation and scolded one after another.

Zhu Ao, who was supervising the battle in the rear, also noticed this scene, according to his judgment, the other party got so many stone throwers this time, it was a bloody capital, since this is the case, the king had no choice but to call you blood to me, and shouted at the herald next to him: "Tell the commander of the firearms battalion that this king will give him half an hour to solve the tartar stone thrower, otherwise he will come to see him!" ”

"Honorable Order!" The herald gave a military salute to Zhu Hao, turned around and left, and ran to the firearms camp to convey Zhu Ao's order.

The officers and men of the firearms battalion knew that this stone-throwing machine was the greatest threat to their side, and before Zhu Ao's order came, they had already spontaneously organized forces to bombard the Uighur army's stone-throwing convoy.

Huge lead bullets rained down on the Uighur army's catapult convoy, smashing many of them on the spot, and the nearby soldiers were not spared, missing arms and legs, and were either killed or wounded.

"Well done!" "Well done!" "Stoned those bitches!" At this time, not only the soldiers of Su Guo, but even the soldiers of the Hami army standing on the head of Turpan City began to cheer loudly, they had suffered too much from the stone throwers of the Hui Hu army, and this time they were like paper tigers being eliminated at a fixed point, not to mention how refreshing it was.

"Quick! Go and bring Lao Tzu's wine! I want to have a few drinks! "Seeing this great battle under the city, Captain Bahu Wanfu is also quite happy, he has fought bloodily for so long, and he has never been so happy as today. Today, he's going to drink a little wine and eat peanuts — and if anything, watch the show.

"That, sir. Your wine has just been taken away by Captain Tokotai. One of the Captain's personal soldiers said cautiously, then lowered his head and said no more, for he knew that another storm would come.

"What?! Daughter-in-law and child, he actually dared to rob Lao Tzu of wine to drink? "Captain Bahu Wanfu was so angry that he scolded, holding a machete in his hand, and went to find the theory of Captain Tuokuotai with a tiger face, there is such a good-looking scene below, how can it not be accompanied by wine?

At dusk, the Uighur army's stone throwers were almost cleaned up by the Ming army, and the fire gradually ceased on both sides, and they began to return to their camps to rest, because it was very inconvenient to fight at night, and everyone had been fighting all day, and they were tired, and it was time to rest.

Zhu Ao stopped the firearms battalion, he used the firearms battalion to bombard people just to give the other party a dismount, and he didn't think about beating the other party away with these solid bullets. Good steel should be used on the blade, although the ammunition of Zhu Ao's belt is sufficient, but it can't withstand unrestrained squandering, and the firearm is still waiting for the final break to give the opponent a psychological deterrent.

Both sides withdrew their troops and returned to their camps, and there was a long-lost tranquility on the battlefield. Although Zhu Ao showed his forward battalion, he had no intention of attacking, because they could not cross the trench yet. The trench had to be filled in like a Uighur moat before it could be crossed. It is impossible for Zhu Ao to find so much sand in such a short period of time. Fortunately, he did not fill in the trenches, his troops were already very tired, and the meaning of this artillery battle with the other party just now was to tell the other party that Lao Tzu was not afraid of you, so as to deter the opponent, so as not to launch a surprise attack when they were not on a stable foothold.

Night gradually fell, the two sides of the camp fighting lit piles of bonfires, except for the soldiers standing guard, the rest of the soldiers should eat, should sleep, should sleep, sleep and can't sleep gathered at the fire to chat, a comfortable and peaceful atmosphere, seems to have long forgotten that they are in the battlefield everywhere is dangerous.

Zhu ordered the soldiers to set up camp, set up a stable camp, and set up many barricades and obstacles around the camp to prevent the enemy from sneaking attack, although he was the attacking side, but who could guarantee that the other side would not come out of the camp to sneak attack? Zhu Ao, who is stable by nature, will not take this risk.

After arranging everything, Zhu Ao convened the first high-level military meeting, summoned all the generals above the command and envoy, and in order to win over King Hami, he also let him attend this meeting. The main content of the discussion at the meeting was how to defeat the 150,000 Uighur army and relieve the city of Turpan.

The generals discussed each other for a while, and no one came up with a clever plan, it was obvious that the other party had dug a trench around his camp, but he didn't plan to come out, what else could he do at this time except to fight?

The former general Qu Neng stood up, made a gesture at Zhu Ao, and said: "Your Highness, the minister thinks that we only have to fill in the trench and rush into this road, and the last general will let the soldiers prepare sandbags tonight and attack the village tomorrow." ”

Zhu Ao can't think of any good way at the moment, looking at the other party's posture, he will definitely not be able to deceive, after all, everyone is an old fox, so there is no need to play this set of pediatrics, it seems that he can only be stunned, but he doesn't want to attack tomorrow, so he waved his hand to stop Qu Neng and said: "Don't worry, you let the soldiers have a good rest tonight." Prepare sandbags tomorrow and attack the city the day after tomorrow. ”

Hami King Nahuli was anxious to relieve the siege of Turpan, there were all his soldiers, all his capital, rescue one more, he would have more confidence to speak in Suguo in the future, did not stand up, sat in place and hurriedly said: "Virtuous son-in-law, Nazha is still in the city, wait for one more day, one more day of danger." ”

How did Zhu Ao not know the little Jiujiu in the heart of King Nahuli of Hami, it seems that he still has not given up his ambition to continue to be the king and hegemon, no wonder, which man can resist this temptation? Zhu Ao deeply understands this, but he will not accept it, he will not allow a country within a country to appear in his territory, but after all, he still needs him now, he can't tear his face, smiled slightly, and said very kindly: "King Hami, this king is also worried about Nazha, but our army is running for a long time, and it is too dangerous to rashly launch an attack if we don't rest." We are the last hope of the Hami army in the city, and if we are defeated, they have no choice but to surrender. ”

"Yes, King Hami, if you want to hurry, you can't do it, just now we had an artillery battle with the Uighur army, the purpose of which is to deter them first, so that our army can win a chance to breathe." Qu Neng was naturally able to comprehend the leader's intentions, but now this Hami King was also half of Zhu Ao's father-in-law, and he couldn't be rude to him no matter what, so he could only help Zhu Ao refuse his request with this soft tone.

"Yes, King Hami. Our army is tired, as you can see, and it is too dangerous to attack without resting. With us, the Uighurs will not attack the city again, they are safe in the city. ”

"yes, yes. Your Hami army is also very tired, and I have seen several of them today. You should let them rest. ”

The generals of the Su State persuaded him with nonsense. Directly said that King Hami had no temper at all. Meetings and wars are the same thing, and only when there are more people on your side will you have the advantage.

If King Su is displeased, his 100,000 tiger and wolf army can chew up his remaining 20,000 soldiers in an instant, so he can only pursed his lips, squinted his eyes, snorted coldly, and said: "I have attached myself to you, you can do whatever you say, just please don't forget, your woman is still in the city, and it is not easy for her to hold on until now in order to wait for your support." ”

A sneer flashed in Zhu Ao's heart, now he knows that he feels sorry for his daughter? Why didn't he think about his daughter when he had to marry her to the Uighurs despite her will, but he still had a kind and kind smile on his face, and said slowly: "Please rest assured, King Hami, Nazha has a deep affection for me. I, Zhu Ao, will definitely not disappoint people who are good to me. I will definitely defeat the Uighurs this time and rescue her. ”

Zhu Ao's words were not only for the Hami King Nahuli, but also for the generals in the account, so that they could understand that as long as they followed themselves and worked hard, they would never treat them badly.

After that, the meeting was to discuss some inconsequential details, and after everything was deployed, Zhu Ao announced the dismissal of the meeting, and the generals went back separately, resting and resting, preparing for preparation, patrolling the night of the night, and in the camp of the Suguo, there was an orderly atmosphere, and the division of a hundred battles, but that's it.

Zhu Ao was also tired, although he often exercised, but such a long time of long-distance running still made him unbearable, stretched a big lazy waist, and said to the guards beside him: "Come on, give this king a wide coat." A guard immediately stepped forward and took off the armor on Zhu Ao's body, and after Zhu Ao sat on the ground, he took off his boots, and the whole movement was skillful and orderly, and he looked like a veteran who had been with Zhu Ao for a long time.

Zhu Ao was dressed in a cloth robe, suddenly feeling relaxed, leaned on the stool, put his feet on the table in front of him, and said lazily to the guard, "Go and pour a glass of wine for this king." ”

The guard seemed to hate Zhu Ao's temper, and before Zhu Ao finished speaking, he poured him a full glass of wine, held it in front of Zhu Ao, knelt on one knee, held the wine to Zhu Ao, and said, "Please drink your highness." ”

Zhu Ao didn't reply to his words, took the wine glass from his hand, drank it all, and then said to the guard very casually, "You go down." ”

The guard sang a "no" and bowed back, but instead of going out of the tent, he stood at the door, because it was the day he was supposed to be on duty.

Zhu Ao lay on his marching bed, put his hands on the back of his head and pillowed up, and crossed Erlang's legs to enjoy the leisurely time he had never had in the past few days. You little girl, in order to save you in the past two days, you can exhaust this king, and when this king gets you, you have to serve this king hard, otherwise you will be too sorry for this king's tiredness.

Zhu Ao thought about it, stretched his waist again, turned sideways, he was used to being served, and he really felt uncomfortable when he returned to the time when no one was serving, although there were also guards in the barracks, but how could they be more careless than their beautiful wife and concubine.

As soon as he thought of the three beauties who were left behind, Zhu Ao's heart was like a cat's claw, it was nothing to be busy a few days ago, this time I was idle, I really felt empty, lonely and cold, it seems that I will have to get a few women to serve in the military camp in the future, and make a woman of his own to guard the army, otherwise this big night will be too difficult.

Zhu Ao has this idea is not too much, most of the ancient generals will bring a little wife to send loneliness when they fight, although the war is tense and exciting, but there are also free times, the ancients have no TV and computer to play, they always have to find something to do in their free time, and women have become their best playthings.

Sighing softly, Zhu Ao's heart flashed a wry smile, now that the enemy is present, he is actually thinking about this matter in his head, and it is embarrassing to spread it, he smiled and shook his head to himself, no longer thinking nonsense, and fell asleep, preparing for the big battle after tomorrow.

This is the first time that this king has played against a powerful country in the true sense of the word, and he must win no matter what!

The next day, the positions of both sides were relatively quiet, even if the two armies were facing each other, not all the time was fighting and killing, everyone also needed to rest, and there was also time for peace to mend the sword, although there was no fighting on this day, but it was important for both the Su army and the Uighur army.

The Soviets were busy preparing sandbags, cutting down trees to make ladders, and preparing to cross the trenches. The Uighurs were busy organizing their ranks and rescuing the wounded, and after the siege of the city in the past few days, as well as yesterday's artillery battle with the Su State, they also suffered a lot of losses, many soldiers were wounded, and many weapons were damaged, and everyone knew that the Su army was about to attack, so everyone hurried to prepare. Because they knew that Su was different from Hami, it was a strong country in the true sense of the word, and they had already appreciated the strength of Su from yesterday's artillery battle alone, and the long-range strike force of the Uighur Army, which had been standing on the upper hand for the past few days, suddenly fell behind, so no one dared to take it lightly.

Zhu Ao stood next to the big tent, looking at the busy scene of his army, and felt very relieved in his heart, as long as his national army always maintained this spirit of hard work, instead of advocating mouth cannons like the Donglin Party in the late Ming Dynasty, then his hard-working Su Guo will definitely flourish and not be afraid of any challenges.

Di Linaza stood at the head of the city of Turpan, watching the reinforcements outside the city preparing for battle, and couldn't help but rejoice in his heart, the army he trained was different. As early as when she went to Su Guo before, she was shocked by the enthusiasm of the whole country to prepare for war, which completely subverted her values. In her previous concept, the Han people were afraid of war and were trying to evade military service, but the soldiers and civilians of Suguo were very fond of war, and when they heard that there was going to be a war, everyone was busy, and even children were helping adults to work to contribute their own strength.

It was precisely because of seeing this scene that she was completely relieved of Zhu Ao, thinking that the Ruyi Langjun she was looking for was fully capable of protecting her, which made her spare no effort to persuade King Hami to take refuge in Suguo.

At this moment, Di Linaza saw a person standing under the banner of the general of the Su army, wearing bright armor, standing next to the big tent very mightily and commanding the busy Su army, although the distance was very far away, and it was not very clear, but Di Linaza still felt his heart move, judging from the domineering aura exuded from that person, he was the person he had been waiting for for the past few days.

Dirinazar was tempted to yell at him, then waved her hand and told him that she was waiting for him here, but she knew that she would not be able to hear him even if she yelled at him, and that it was better to stay in the city and watch him defeat the Uighurs and save herself than to trouble him while he was busy.

Standing under the banner of the general, Zhu Ao also looked at the head of the city in Turpan, hoping to see his woman safe and sound, instead of being beaten by the enemy with a missing arm and a broken leg, but the distance was too far, and the other party was above the city, blocked by a city wall, and he really couldn't see it.

The two waited for news from each other in their respective positions, and although they were very close, they could not see each other, because there was a great chasm in front of them—the Uighur army.

But Zhu Ao is still glad that God made him the king of Su, not the Cowherd, and he has the ability to break the horizontal ditch between the two, instead of washing his face with tears all day long like the Cowherd.

In the evening, all the preparations for the suppression of the country were almost done, and Zhu Ao ordered the herald to convene the generals to discuss the matter, this time it was an absolute pre-war military meeting, so everyone was solemn and did not dare to have the slightest contempt.

Zhu Ao sat on his marching horse, pointed to the map on the ground, and said to the generals in a serious tone: "The general of the Uighur army, Borhu, dug a trench outside their camp to block our army, intending to block our army outside the city of Turpan, and built a road to transport grain. His purpose in doing this is obvious, he wants to drag us down. This place is very close to their territory of Gaochang, but far from our territories of Dunhuang and Hami, as long as we drag it until our grain and grass supply is not available, we will have to withdraw our troops, and then Turpan will become their bag. ”