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On the city wall of Ningxiawei, Ning Zhiyuan has been waiting for a long time, according to the news, those people from the Tumut tribe should come today.

God is very face-saving and blows the north wind, so those Mongolians are going to rush against the north wind at the moment, Ning Zhiyuan felt a little comforted in his heart, which can be regarded as his reward for waiting here for so long.

The sound of whirring horses' hooves made Ning Zhiyuan's heart move, as if he had thought of something, and showed a smiling face.

"Mr. Sun, is the cannon ready?" Ning Zhiyuan reminded Sun Yi.

The last time he used those two old-fashioned cannons to bombard the three thousand people who didn't know which tribe came from, he kept an eye on it, but he didn't expect to find Xu Guangqi for a long time, and the most outstanding one was Xu Guangqi, so he asked Xu Guangqi for four to come, or the Hongyi cannon that Sun Yi said, produced by foreign countries.

Sun Yi nodded, a little helpless when he heard Ning Zhiyuan's title, the two still maintained an unfamiliar relationship between superiors and subordinates, but there was no way, he was not the original team of Lord Ning.

"The Hongyi cannon can hit five miles away, the previous one was only three miles, and it is easy to explode, why did my lord let me fire those old-fashioned ones first?" Sun Yi was a little puzzled in his heart, but as a soldier, Sun Yi felt that he agreed with a theory put forward by this adult, it is his duty to obey orders, and it is good to obey them yourself, and it is not a mess after all.

After half a ring, the black piece stopped two miles below the city, in their consciousness, no bow and arrow can shoot so far, cannons, they have heard of it, but they have not seen it, naturally they will not think about it so much.

When Zammer saw the city wall in front of him, his first feeling was very strong, he would not be stupid enough to attack the city, but it was customary to scare under the city, and then go to fight guerrillas.

The soldiers at the head of the city must have seen such a spectacular scene under the city for the first time, and Ning Zhiyuan felt the shock in their hearts, fortunately, it was not fear.

And in the same way, Ning Zhiyuan's last time was effective, at least, the people in the city were shocked or a little frightened when they knew what was going on outside, but they were not panicked, after all, he couldn't ask these people to be the same as the soldiers.

The Mongols under the city stretched neatly from Erli, and Ning Zhiyuan did not see the tiredness of the long journey in their eyes, he believed that it was masked by the excitement in his mind.

The leading Mongol seemed to be sending someone forward to say something, Ning Zhiyuan couldn't help but think of the group of tragic Mongolian cavalry last time, and this time, Ning Zhiyuan didn't want the Mongols below to speak.

"Fire, fire." Ning Zhiyuan said.

The artillery has already been prepared, and under the order of Ning Daguan, two shells were fired and fell three miles under the city, because there were many people underneath, so in the middle of the crowd, it seemed that there was not even a little aftermath, or killed or wounded some Mongolian soldiers.

Two shells fired again, two shells fired again.

Six shells landed at the same distance and in different places, and they really hit it, after all, there were many people on the other side.

After all, there were a lot of people, although Zammer reacted at the first time and gave the order to retreat, but the rear team changed to the front team, turned around and retreated, and for a while, they were all huddled together.

Two shells were fired, and two shells were fired again.

Fell in the same position as before, although it was killed before, but when retreating, the ground that was blown up was filled with men and horses again, so it was solid again, and the soldiers on the wall were very excited.

Ning Zhiyuan was also happy, but he knew that there were not many people who were really killed. Ten shells, but the dead and wounded were definitely not more than two thousand people.

Zat is a very good general, so for a while, he began to kill, under the shock of absolute force, the Mongolian soldiers began to calm down, began to retreat in an orderly manner, before Ning Zhiyuan's twelfth shell was fired, ran out of the range of the shell, Ning Zhiyuan believed that they would definitely make a comeback, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, he waited.

A piece of jubilation at the head of the city, a piece of jubilation in the city, Ning Zhiyuan smiled, at least at this moment, these hundreds of thousands of people are happy, and they brought it to them.

If Sun Yi didn't know Ning Zhiyuan's intentions at this moment, he would not be worthy of being the chief soldier of Ningxia, the enemy army was 30,000, and the black was tengteng, but it was already very reluctant to line up from two miles to five miles, not to mention that the damage was not big, and it could not cause them an effective shock.

The physical injuries are terrible, and the spiritual fear is even more terrible.

Sun Yi couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, this kind of thing didn't seem to be difficult to think of, but he just didn't expect that he would want to use this with advanced artillery.

This teenage adult is indeed remarkable, Sun Yi thought, although he had seen it more than once before.

And for Ning Zhiyuan, making such a decision is just a matter of course, if he is a Mongolian, how will he stop in what way and at a distance, everything is logical.

"Chen Biao, I asked you to prepare the ground thorn built by Lu Chip before, and you can use it at any time." Ning Zhiyuan instructed that he himself wanted to stab their horseshoe on a whim, but Chen Biao told them that the existence of the horseshoe was raised in the Yuan Dynasty, which really made him ashamed, but he still built it, because the use was not only to hinder the cavalry, but also to hinder a large number of marches.

Today's Mongolian soldiers, when the sound of horses' hooves came, he had a premonition, and after a general glance, he found that all of them had horseshoes, which made him happy and had new ideas.

Chen Biao was ordered to retreat.

In the Governor's Mansion, Ning Daguan put a girl in his arms, making Shang Jingwei stare at her unhappy on the side, she herself didn't run into Ning Zhiyuan's arms very much, but Ning Zhiyuan would take the initiative to hug her, and now Brother Ning would not hug her.

"You won the battle today." Da Yu'er said happily that Xitumut is also from the Mongolian tribe, but she is no longer in the same grassland with them, so she doesn't even feel the slightest sadness.

"I'm going to always win." Ning Zhiyuan said, enjoying the wonderful feeling in his arms, today is actually a few shots in the city, not to mention any victory.

But history has inadvertently shifted its original trajectory.

At the place where the Tumut tribe was encamped, Zammer was confronting several people.

"Turchi, you've just arrived, do you want to leave?" Zamer's face was gloomy, and he looked at the four people opposite, he was the leader of the 30,000 people in Tumut, but the real lineage was only 10,000, and the other 20,000 were all in the hands of these four people, cobbled together by various small forces.

Tumut is a very large tribe, occupying more than half of the territory outside Kansai, so the structure is also very complicated, he knows that if the battle situation is not good, it will be scattered, but he didn't expect that this group of people was scared by a few cannons just when they came, well, in fact, he was also scared, but he must not just go back, he didn't even see the city wall.

"You said it lightly," said a big man with a black face, "half of my five thousand warriors died today, and you have nothing to lose," Turgchi felt that he was going crazy, and his men were standing in the middle, so most of the people killed today were his men, and even he himself was lightly injured by the waves of qi.

The rest of the people were a little gloating, but they were really bombarded by the artillery and had the intention of retreating, no matter how many people couldn't hold back the fire, it was really scary.

"We have been running for nearly ten days to get here, so we will go back, are you worthy of the dead brothers?" Zammer said coldly, if the tribe is close to him, he has no objection to going back, but he can't afford to lose this person after a long journey and being bombarded by someone.

"But to stay any longer is to find death."

"yes, yes," several chimed in.

"You don't know how to use your brains, do you?" Zammer suddenly felt a little proud, but he still had a cold face, and with his outstanding military talent, he quickly discovered the loophole in the cannon.

"The range of this shell is fixed, and it is extremely complicated to load, otherwise we would have been bombed to death a long time ago, and the losses would not be so small."

"So as long as we stop farther away, we'll be fine."

"So what's the point of us stopping farther away?" Turchi sneered, "It's better to go back if you don't dare to move forward." ”

"I just want to say that their artillery has a lot of weaknesses." Zammer said coldly, "Who said that we don't dare to move forward when we stand." ”

"We must not only move forward, but move forward thoroughly."

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