The Divine Arm Bow has a long range and strong lethality, although it cannot be played on a horse, but it is more than enough for defending the city.

Hundreds of years ago, the Jurchens and Mongols who attacked the city suffered greatly.

After the Mongols destroyed the Song Dynasty, the Han people were classified as fourth-class people, and fourth-class people could not own weapons, so the manufacturing process of the divine arm bow was gradually lost.

By the time of the Ming Dynasty, firearms were gradually used on a large scale, and the imperial court gave up the idea of restoring the divine arm bow.

The Jurchens called themselves the Houjin, of course, they could not forget the glory of the previous dynasty, at that time, the Dajin occupied half of the Han people, forcing the Song Dynasty to pay tribute every year, and later if it was not for the Mongols who were born, maybe the Jurchens would have sat in the world.

Bogut didn't know much, but he had also heard of the power of the Divine Arm Bow, and this sharp weapon was born back then, causing great damage to the Jurchen warriors.

Right now, if the Ming people really restored the Divine Arm Bow, it would be a huge threat to the entire Houjin army.

"Retreat?"

The Houjin army has always advanced and retreated on the battlefield, and if it retreats this time, Bogut will face tremendous pressure.

No, it must not be returned!

Without Han people as cannon fodder, what can you do even if you retreat?

After some consideration, Bogut suddenly turned on his horse and roared loudly: "Dajin warriors, rush over and let these Han dogs see how powerful our Jurchens are." Those who bravely move forward will be rewarded heavily, and those who dare to retreat lightly will be killed! ”

The guards beside Bogut repeated the order aloud: "Those who bravely move forward, reward, those who dare to retreat lightly, behead!" ”

The Jurchen sergeant loudly agreed.

It's just a small military fort, and it can't stop a ferocious blow!

There were not many archers in Dinghe Fort, and the first wave of arrows only achieved the effect of killing or wounding five or six people.

When the Jurchens were on guard, it would be even more difficult to achieve results.

The Jurchens had sufficient experience in attacking the city, and they raised their huge shields and rushed forward as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

It didn't take long for the Tartars to come within a hundred paces.

"Salvo"

The longbowmen's stamina can only support six volleys, and after they finish shooting, they will run out of stamina.

However, at this point, there is no need to hide it, you have to use any tricks.

After receiving the order, Tong always confronted the enemy and shouted: "Prepare for a volley of archers, a hundred steps." ”

The commanders at all levels shouted one after another: "There is an order for inspection, the longbowmen are ready to fire a salvo, a hundred paces due north!" ”

The tartar was getting closer and closer, and Tong Cheng suddenly waved his arm, and his voice was like thunder: "Shoot!" ”

"Shoot!"

"Shoot!"

A powerful longbow and precise arrows make people's hearts flutter.

It stands to reason that with such a sharp weapon, the Tartars should be unable to resist it, but what happened in the next moment completely suppressed the townspeople in the fort.

The Tartars don't know what kind of armor they wear, and even if an arrow falls on them, it will be difficult to damage them.

Wang Teng saw with his own eyes a Tartar who had been hit by an arrow in his chest, and after pulling out the arrow, he was still charging and shouting.

That's an exaggeration, isn't it?

Tong always "spitted", "Damn Tartar is wearing cotton armor, and the arrows can't penetrate it at all!" ”

Wang Teng tried his best to keep his composure, "How is the musket?" ”

Although Wang Teng's army had fifty muskets, only five were made by Blacksmith Zhang, and the rest of the guns were bought from various warehouses.

How powerful are muskets?

Zhang Tiejun was also unsure, "Let's try it."

The Tartar was unexpectedly fierce, and no one dared to say too much.

Eighty paces, this distance has reached the range of the musket, Wang Teng, who has long been unable to hold back, looked back and shouted: "Where is the musketeer?" ”

"In"

"The Tartars are under the city, salvo!"

"Whoa!"

The use of fixed gunpowder greatly increased the efficiency of the musketeers.

In a very short time, twenty gunners completed the preparation of the shooting.

"Bang, bang, bang", for a while, there was a lot of gunfire in the city.

Compared to the longbow, the musket obviously dealt more damage to the tartars.

After a volley, more than a dozen Tartars lost their combat power.

The Tartars who had been hit by the lead bullet did not die for a while, and they screamed hysterically there, but when life and death were at stake, no one cared about their life or death, and all the Tartars were charging forward with their lives. Sixty paces, fifty steps, thirty steps, ten steps, the fastest group of Tartars finally crossed the moat and approached the city walls.

At this time, the Jurchens escaped from the range of the muskets, but their real nightmare had just arrived.

The boiling boiling water splashed down on his face, and the middle man screamed again and again, his flesh and blood were blurred, and there was even a faint smell of cooked meat.

If it were an ordinary rogue, they would have already rushed to the dogs by this time, but after all, the Tartars were fierce, and the tragic situation of their companions did not frighten them, but aroused their ferocity.

"Kill, kill all the Han people!"

After paying the price of more than 30 casualties, the 300 Jurchen soldiers gradually approached the city wall, and occasionally one or two ladders were built on the city wall, but the climbing tartars could not withstand the boiling hot water after pot.

It wasn't until all the boiling water in the city was exhausted that the speed at which the Tartar climbed the ladder increased.

At this time, it would be nice if there were a few hundred catties of white lime, and if you just sprinkle it like this, keep it so that the thieves can't eat it and walk around, thinking so in your head, suddenly Wang Teng came up with a wonderful idea, there is no white lime, it is not bad to have plant ash, he asked urgently: "Come on, hurry up and let someone find some plant ash." ”

At the moment when the fight was in full swing, no one knew what Wang Teng wanted the grass and trees to do, but Huang Degongqiang couldn't hold back his curiosity and ordered first: "Quick, didn't you hear what the inspection said?" Go find some plant ash, be sure to hurry! ”

"Whoa!"

After receiving the order, Huang Degong asked, "My lord, what is the use of this plant ash?" ”

Wang Teng said with a smile: "The Tartars must be inseparable from their eyes when they attack the city on their backs, but what if we paste their eyes with plant ashes?" ”

Huang Degong high-fived and shouted: "What a clever plan, when the boiling water is finally exhausted, but there are many in the grass and trees in the gray city, haha, why didn't I think of it before?" ”

While the two were talking, ten ladders had already reached the top of the city, and at the bottom, dense Tartars were clustered up the ladders.

Xiang Yong did not panic, they mostly used a structure and sickle to cut off the upper half of the ladder, so that the ladder would lose its effect due to the lack of height.

Kuru dodged the arrows, screaming and screaming as hard as he could, while on the other side, Bogut held his breath, his reins clenched so tightly that his palms were drenched with sweat.

The Jurchen sergeants all had a shield in their hands, and at this time, they hid under the shield and shouted fiercely.

If it weren't for the city walls, even if the defenders doubled, they would never be their opponents!