To be honest, the Uighur army was no match for Zhu Ao in terms of long-range combat capabilities, because Zhu Ao not only had archers but also a large number of firearms, and although the Uighur army also brought in a few cannons, neither the quantity nor the quality could be compared with the firearms of the Su army.

The firearms manufacturing technology, which was at the forefront of the world at that time, was a very valuable property given to him by Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Yuanzhang, the old son of Zhu Ao.

In addition to the archers rushing to the front and the Uighur army across the trenches, the Su army also used powerful firearms to suppress the opponents, and the firearms in the Ming army at this time, except for the firearms used by individual soldiers, basically far exceeded the range of bows and arrows.

All artillery was used to clear key structures in the Uighur camp at a targeted rate, and against the Uighur archers, it was necessary to carry guns. The gun is powerful and has a long range, and it is definitely the nemesis of the infantry.

"Raise the gun, get closer, and let those Uighur cubs who don't know the height of the sky suffer a little!" Qu Neng waved the treasure knife in his hand and shouted loudly at the spear-carrying team.

Zhu Ao next to him was closely watching the situation of the war, without saying a word, Zhu Ao knew very well his positioning, he was the king, and the king was only in charge of strategic things, as for these specific commands, he would not interfere under normal circumstances, otherwise it would be too cheap.

The spear-carrying team of the Su army quickly came into range, and this range was such that they could hit the opponent's archers well, and the opponent's archers could not attack them.

Seeing that everything was ready, the commander in charge of commanding the spear-carrying team, after getting Qu Neng's permission, waved the flag and shouted at the top of his voice: "Release!" Give Lao Tzu the majesty of our gun-carrying team! ”

In an instant, thousands of guns roared in unison, shooting lead bullets that could pierce armor at the enemy troops on the opposite side of the trench, and they were put into one piece in an instant.

A Uighur archer is following the established operation process, drawing arrows, putting on the bow and preparing to shoot at the opposite Su army array, he actually has no target, and he does not know who to shoot, the forward battalion of the Su army is hidden behind the shield, no one can shoot, but the commander asked him to shoot hard, he can only obey his fate, so the arrows he shot before are completely to complete the task, no matter where they are shot, they will be pulled after shooting. This time, he was thinking of repeating his old tricks, shooting the shield or air in front of him, so as to perfunctory his commander and cope with his errands.

However, just as he drew his bow, a buckshot sped forward and hit him right in the shoulder. "Ahh With a scream, the Uighur soldier was knocked to the ground by the tremendous force of the impact, and a hole in his right shoulder was as big as a bowl, almost removing his entire right shoulder, and the bright red blood flowed incessantly, and no one could see it, and death was only a matter of time.

Before the other Uighurs could take care of their grief, they fell into the same fate as him, and rows of buckshot came at them, instantly bringing down a group of Uighur soldiers, and the power of these buckshots was too great for their shields to stop, and they were directly pierced.

"Quick! Push the carts over! The deputy general in charge of commanding the battle on the Eastern Front also couldn't see this kind of scene, and shouted anxiously, he had underestimated the strength of Su Guo before, and he didn't expect that Su Guo would have so many big killing weapons, and he left all the chariots in the direction of the siege, and now he was late and suffered a lot.

When the Uighur soldiers heard the commander's order, they immediately turned around and pushed the cart to the east to guard against Zhu Ao, because no one could see that the Hami army in Turpan was already a toothless tiger and could not make any big waves, and the biggest enemy of the Uighur army now was the Su army from the east, as long as the Su army was defeated, the Hami army in Turpan would no longer have the courage to continue fighting, and could only choose to surrender.

"Quick! Put the car on the front, their firearms are too powerful! When a Uighur centurion saw several soldiers pushing a cart near him, he immediately waved and shouted that it was now the key to their lives.

Who knew that he was not protected by someone, as soon as he finished speaking, before the cart was pushed over, a lead bullet from the gun that I don't know which one hit his calf, and the huge impact force directly broke his calf into two sections.

"Ahh The Uighur centurion fell to the ground with a terrible cry, holding his left leg, crying out very bitterly: "My leg! My leg! ”

"Centurion." "Centurion." Ignoring archery, two Uighur soldiers grabbed him by one of his shoulders and pulled him behind the cart, blood drawing a long red mark on the ground.

"My legs! My leg! The Uighur centurion's eyes widened in horror and he looked around in a panic, like a child who had lost his most beloved toy.

"Centurion, centurion, calm down. You've lost a lot of blood right now, and we'll bandage you right away. The two soldiers under the centurion were also very anxious when they saw his centurion like this, his whole leg was cut off alive, and the blood was gushing like a spring, and if he did not stop the bleeding quickly, his life would definitely be in danger.

"Bandaging? What to bandage? Hurry up and attach my legs, you put bandages on me and I won't be able to connect my legs. The centurion shook the two Uighur soldiers in front of him with all his might, as if he feared that they would not hear, and he searched for his severed right leg with wide, terrified eyes.

"There, there, I saw it!" The Uighur centurion suddenly noticed his severed calf, and as if he had found a treasure, pointed his hand at his broken leg, and said to his two men in a rage: "See? It's right there, you hurry up and get it back for me, and I'll have a big reward! ”

The two Uighur soldiers looked at each other, no one could speak, they never thought that this Uighur man, who was very brave on weekdays and always taught them to be brave, would be so lost today, really like the woman he had always despised, the matter did not fall on his head, anyone could speak righteously, once something happened to him, he was afraid that any ugliness would come out, this was a human instinct, and there was no shame.

When the two Uighur soldiers saw that their commander's blood was constantly pouring out of the broken leg, they were very anxious, and they could not let him fool around at this time, but must stop the bleeding immediately, and immediately shouted: "Centurion, calm down! You should know that if you can't get your broken leg back, if you move around and delay the bleeding, your life will be in danger! ”

"Why can't you pick it up! Why! You help me get it back, help me, I don't want to be a waster! Don't be a waster! The Uighur centurion grabbed one of the Uighur soldiers by the shoulder in one hand and shouted hoarsely. In ancient times, there was no universal medical insurance program, especially for ethnic minorities, who always paid attention to practicality, no matter what you did before, once you abolished, it will become a burden to the country, and your old age must be miserable. That's why the Uighur centurion insisted on his men to help him tie his legs, because he had seen with his own eyes what life the Uighur wasted people lived, and he didn't want to live that life anyway, even if he died.

The two Uighur soldiers immediately stopped talking nonsense with him, one holding him from behind, while the other began to help him stop the bleeding in the same way that their Uighurs did. The Uighur centurion struggled at first, but gradually became honest, and then he remained motionless and completely silent.

In the end, it still didn't help. The two Uighur soldiers looked at each other and shook their heads. The soldier who had put his arm around the centurion from behind, closed his eyes as wide as bells with his right hand, took a deep breath, and his face showed obvious grief and indignation, how could he not be sad and angry that the Uighur centurion was usually kind to them, but today he died like a poor worm in this place? With angry flames in his eyes, he said to the other companion, "You cover me!" With that, he grabbed a shield and ran out.

"Hey! What are you doing? The other Uighur immediately guessed his intentions and asked himself, "Are you crazy?" Trying to stop it, but it was too late, the Uighur soldier could only pick up the hard bow beside him and fire two arrows indiscriminately in the direction of the Su army's formation, although it didn't make any sense, but he thought it was what he had to do.

The Uighur soldier who rushed out covered himself with a shield and ran to the place where the dead Uighur centurion had broken his leg, retrieved his broken leg, and ran back again. It can be said that he was very brave, for the last wish of the commander, braved the rain of bullets of the Ming army, and took back the commander's broken leg, of course, his luck was also very good, the Ming army's gun did not hit him, only two arrows fell on the shield he was holding, unless there were two pleasant metal impacts, it did not play any role.

The Uighur soldier who had stayed behind to cover him saw the madman running back, put down his bow and arrows, hid behind the cart, and scolded with a tiger face: "You don't want to live? What's the point of your trip? ”

The Uighur soldier who rushed out did not answer his words, but sat down on the cart, his breath had not yet evened out, and he seemed a little frightened to see this, so he took a deep breath, then raised his head and exhaled slowly, raised the broken leg of the Uighur centurion in his hand, and said to his comrade with a disgruntled face: "If you have the opportunity to leave, don't forget to take this with the corpse." ”

"Are you crazy? Does it make sense for you to do that? People are dead! The Uighur who remained behind to take cover said with anger on his face that he really did not understand the actions of his teammates, and that in his opinion it was a completely pointless act of death.

"You don't want to be crippled, do you. This was his last wish. The Uighur soldier who rushed out ignored his teammate's expression of eagerness to eat him raw, picked up a straw in his mouth, looked up at the sky, and said thoughtfully.

The Uighur soldiers who had stayed behind to take charge of the cover heard his words, and the corners of their mouths twitched several times, trying to say something, but they swallowed it back and threw themselves into the battle once more.

Every country has its own warriors.

The fierce battle between the two sides continued, and the roars of people, horses, and artillery fire were intertwined, composing a magnificent chapter of the war.

Generally speaking, the battle situation is still dominated by Zhu Ao's side, because the two sides are completely separated by a trench and do not need hand-to-hand combat, so the Ming army equipped with firearms still has the advantage.

"Deputy General, the defense of the Ming army is too tight, and our bows and arrows can't hurt them." A Uighur commander ran to the Uighur lieutenant general, who was in command of the battle, and complained angrily. In his opinion, the cowardly and weak Ming army would only hide behind and attack them with firearms, and if it was hand-to-hand combat, the warriors of the Uighur army would surely kill them without leaving a single piece of armor behind!

"Go, pull up all our things, we can't let Zhu Ao'er look down on us." The deputy general was also anxious by the artillery fire of the Su army, everyone has a temper, who wants to let others always press and fight? At this time, I don't give you some color to see, I really think Lao Tzu is muddy?

"Yes!" The Uighur commander suddenly felt a rush of anger rise in his heart, and he said with a tiger face. He is the kind of person who doesn't suffer a loss when he dies, and he has three feet of waves when there is no wind, and he has to kick three feet when he sees a tree, how can he endure this evil breath that Zhu Ao gave him? Although there is not as much artillery fire on his side as theirs, he must also be beaten back, there is no way, this is Lao Tzu's temper!

One of the Su's soldiers was hiding in a makeshift bunker made of their chariots and shields, chatting with his battle leader, the upstart non-commissioned officer of the Suguo. The soldier was also on the battlefield for the first time, but after such a period of fighting, he had adapted to the atmosphere of the battlefield, and began to be nervous before, becoming relaxed, leaning on the plank of the chariot, sitting with one leg straight and the other leg bent, with a weed in his mouth, and said in a bored manner: "I look at the Uighurs and this is the only ability, I heard that Feng Sheng, the Duke of Song back then, was afraid of them, I thought they were so powerful?" Let's just hide here, wait for their arrows to run out, and rush over in one fell swoop, and we'll definitely kill them without a single piece of armor. ”

The so-called arrogant soldiers will be defeated, and this is what we are talking about. When the non-commissioned officer heard that the sergeant under his command actually had such a careless attitude, his heart burst into flames, and he slapped him on the head and scolded: "Do you think it is really that easy to fight? Now both sides are just tempting, and no one is serious, if you go to the battlefield with this mentality, you will definitely be the first to die. ”

The boss of the soldiers of Su Guo was dissatisfied, and he "cut" a sound, relying on his usual familiarity with his combat team leader, spread his hands, and said with a complaint: "Big brother, even if you don't agree with my idea, you don't need to curse me to death, I have invited you to drink several times." ”

The non-commissioned officer of Su Guo slapped him on the head again, slapped him in anger, slapped him twice, and scolded with a tiger face and bared his teeth: "Who the hell cursed you to death?" Your proud army will be defeated, you know? Sooner or later, you think that the Uighurs are all wood, and they stand there and let you chop them? They are also highly trained. If it weren't for the sake of those wines, do you think Lao Tzu would be too lazy to remind you? Pull it down if it's dead, it's my! ”

After that, he leaned back on the chariot in a huff, and paid no attention to his subordinate who always made him angry, and it was useless to say anything to him now, and when the time came, he would understand how right his words were.

At this moment, just listen to "duang! With a bang, the chariot they were leaning on was smashed, and the head of the non-commissioned officer was smashed by the undiminished lead bullet, and his brain burst immediately, and without a word left, he died and could not die again.

"Big brother! Eldest brother! The soldier who was still hanging just now was nervous, he and the non-commissioned officer of the Su Guo usually got along well, they were both brothers, and now he saw with his own eyes a big living person who had just been fine died in front of him like this, his heart was greatly shocked, and he threw himself up desperately, shaking his shoulders vigorously, staring at the big eyes of great horror, and calling his name hoarsely.

"Get out of here! He's dead, go! Another seasoned veteran saw the new recruit's appearance and knew that he was doing it purely for the sake of death, so he immediately ran over and dragged him to the back of another chariot. At that moment, rows of sharp arrows shot from the gap in the pink chariot, shooting the body of the dead non-commissioned officer of the Suppression into a hedgehog.

After death, the nerves can still operate to a certain extent, and a few sharp arrows happened to shoot at his nerves, and the stimulating corpse twitched a few more times, and the scene was very miserable.

The soldier who was still taking it lightly just now was already crying silently when he saw this scene, tears and sobs alternated and mixed up on his already distorted face, and he couldn't tell the difference.

At this moment, he finally realized the cruelty of war, his combat team leader was more skilled than him in martial arts, more experienced than him, or died next to him without saying a word, nothing can be said on the battlefield, sometimes, life and death, success or failure, it all depends on luck.

"Okay, don't be sad, we will fight later, kill a few more Uighurs to avenge him." Another veteran patted him on the shoulder and comforted him sadly.

"General, they've pulled up the cannon!" The commander of the forward battalion of the Ming army, who was commanding at the front, shouted at Qu Neng.

Needless to say, Qu Neng had already seen them push dozens of black hole cannons to the designated position, and immediately snorted coldly, with a very disdainful look on his face, turned his head and said to the herald beside him: "Tell the commander of the firearms battalion to teach these Tartars how to use cannons?" ”

"Yes!" The herald bowed his hand to Qu Neng, with a command flag on his shoulder, turned and galloped in the direction of the firearms battalion.

Seeing that the Tartars dared to show off the dozens of tattered things, the commander of the Ming army firearms battalion made Chu Tiecheng couldn't help but be furious, the most angry thing in this world is always the people who don't know how many catties and taels they have, after receiving Qu Neng's order, he immediately ordered all the gunners under him: "Give me the dozens of scrap iron pipes aimed at them, and teach them how to behave!" ”

In the Ming army, in addition to the general cannon, which is very heavy and difficult to move, the other giant artillery basically adjusted the firing distance and aimed at the artillery positions of the Uighur army.

In addition, the Ming army had a large number of artillery pieces, and they roared together, which immediately suppressed the momentum of the dozens of artillery pieces of the Uighur army, and also smashed many of the Uighur army's artillery.

"Adjutant General! They have too many cannons, and we will suffer if we continue to fight like this! One of the Uighur commanders, who was commanding at the front, ran to the adjutant general and spat on the ground, puffing out of breath. His artillery team has been pressed and beaten by Zhu Ao's artillery team, and he has long been holding his breath, eager to fill in the trench by himself, rush to the opposite side and kill the soldiers of Su Guo on their backs.

"Win the first battle! In the first encounter, you can't be suppressed by the enemy's arrogance. Go, gather all our stone throwers. He couldn't take a stand, looking at the rows of black cannons of the Ming army opposite, and his heart was also very unhappy. The victory of a big war is rarely a success in a battle by seizing a mistake in the place, because this kind of opportunity is too rare, most of them are fought with a knife, accumulated step by step from small victories, and only after the opponent's troops are almost consumed, and their own strength is opened, will the first battle be successful. This is the same as fighting the glory of the king, you always have to work hard to get a few more heads, and after opening up the economic gap between the two sides, you will have the opportunity to overthrow the other party's crystal, steal the tower or something, the probability is too low.

He is also a battle-hardened veteran, and he will definitely not put all his chances of winning on the opponent's mistakes, God knows if the other party will make mistakes, and Zhu Ao's name has been heard, in his eyes, this is not a two-pole who will make low-level mistakes, always waiting for the other party to make a mistake before making a move, that is, he made the mistake of waiting for the rabbit, and sooner or later he will be crushed by the other party.

Fighters are all looking for them little by little, and if you want to defeat your opponent, you must pay attention to every battle and accumulate small victories into big victories.

"Deputy General, the range of our trebuchet is too close, I'm afraid it can't fight the artillery of the Ming army." As soon as the Uighur commander heard this decision, he lost his confidence, and he was still very clear about the gap between the stone thrower and the artillery.

"What can I do? Do we have any other ranged weapons? Turpan City is no longer good, and now they are all relying on the reinforcements of the Su State, as long as the Ming army is defeated, the Hami army in the city will naturally surrender without a fight. We don't have to attack the city at all, what are we doing with those big guys? He was so angry with his stupid subordinate that he glared at him angrily, reprimanded him with a straight face, and almost whipped it.

"Yes, my subordinates obey!" In order to avoid the leader being in a bad mood and scolding him again, the captain immediately ran away in a hurry after saluting, urging his men to prepare a catapult convoy.