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Although in the Battle of Changping and the Battle of Dzungaria, the side that used Checheng was the last loser. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 But no one can deny that this way of fighting with big carts and cities and battalions has no effect in the slightest. To a large extent, it is even this kind of car city that delays the time for the winning side to achieve the final victory.

In the battle of Changping, Zhao Kuo failed to break through several times, in order to prevent Wu Anjun Bai Qi from using cavalry to assault, Zhao Kuo had no choice but to surround the cart as a formation, so that Bai Qi looked at the prey close at hand and had nowhere to go, so he adopted a long-term siege, which made Zhao Kuo's army hungry, and finally had to raise his hand to surrender.

In the Battle of Dzungaria, Emperor Kangxi, who was once touted as the "Emperor of the Ages", was also at a loss in front of the camel city of Dzungaria, and the Qing army suffered defeats one after another. In the end, Emperor Kangxi also had to move out the heavy artillery bombardment, and blasted the camel city into a gap.

For the Tianxiong Army's car formation, these two shortcomings are actually not in the scope of consideration at all. The specially modified light vehicle can easily open and close freely, and even as long as the drill is skillful, the entire vehicle formation can move continuously, similar to the camel city of Dzungaria, so as to avoid the possibility of being trapped by the Mongol army.

Of course, with the number of Mongolian cavalry that can be sent now, it is okay to block and ambush the Tianxiong army, once the Tianxiong army throws a lone bet and breaks through the siege with a posture of breaking through the net, the Mongolian cavalry has no capital to stop it, after all, the Ming Dynasty does not have only one main army, and the number of Mongolian cavalry left is not much, this pros and cons The Mongolians certainly calculated more clearly than the Ming Dynasty.

As for the problem of artillery, there was no way to make the return artillery of the Mongol Tatars aimed at the target, and the real artillery was in the hands of the Ming Dynasty. The artillery mounted on the cart was not a sharp weapon to break through the cart formation, but a talisman for the Mongol cavalry.

"Lian Zhen!" On the sand dunes, Zhang Jue directly waved the order flag.

The iron cables straightened violently, and all the carts slowly trembled. And the soldiers quickly loaded the shells and explosives packs.

The black iron stream in the distance was getting closer and closer, and seeing that it was about to enter the range of the artillery, all the cavalry suddenly separated to both sides, as if an invisible force came from the darkness, splitting the black wave in half. The cavalry constantly urged the horses to gallop beyond the range of the artillery. These days, there are a lot of people coming down in Dunhuang City, and it is obvious that these Mongolian cavalry have also figured out a lot of ways.

A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Jue's mouth, and the command flag in his hand did not swing down, but directly raised it and pointed forward.

On the left and right flanks of the car formation, there were still two large carts with straw that had not been taken, and seeing the command flag on the sand dunes falling, the soldiers who had been waiting for a long time suddenly lifted the straw at the same time, and one after another fire dragons came out of the water and lined up neatly on the launch racks of hundreds of tigers rushing arrows, revealing their hideous faces to the enemy who was wandering back and forth outside the range of the artillery.

The craftsman in charge of controlling the arrows of the hundred tigers was a little hesitant, but he still gritted his teeth and ignited the fuse directly. All the leads are actually tied together, and lighting this one lead is actually setting fire to the stack of leads that are tied together.

The flames of light danced, sparks burst out, and everyone's eyes were focused on the scattered leads. If there is anything to describe the scene in front of you, I am afraid that "fire tree and silver flower" is the most suitable. Several craftsmen of the Ministry of Industry all clenched their fists nervously. This was actually the first time they went to the battlefield, the first time they faced the rolling Mongolian cavalry, and the first time they had personally ignited the arrows of the hundred tigers they had poured too much effort into. In order to prove the immense power of the firearms they invented, these craftsmen did not hesitate to use the lives of their enemies as examples.

Now it's up to these fire dragons to come out of the water to fulfill their duties.

Success or failure, in one fell swoop!

The lead ignites to the end in this moment.

The whole air was somewhat abruptly dull, as if all the gas had been burned by the flames. Dozens of rockets slammed out of the launch pad at the same time, dragging long flares of light behind their tails. The yellow sand desert, the figures near and far, and the blades and guns like a forest all became wrinkled, blurred, and even unclear in the light and flames.

The Mongol cavalry paused in surprise.

The Ming sergeant subconsciously took a breath.

All the arcs fell slightly when they flew half the distance from the Mongol cavalry, and the Mongol cavalry also breathed a sigh of relief. Obviously, these southern barbarians have come up with new firearms, but unfortunately, the range of this firearm is obviously not even comparable to artillery.

However, the pupils of the Mongol cavalry contracted sharply in the next moment.

Because all the rockets seemed to be pushed hard by something in the air, more dazzling flames of light suddenly gushed out, and half of the rockets had fallen to the ground weakly, emitting green smoke in the yellow sand, and what frightened all the Mongolian cavalry was that the remaining half of the rockets seemed to absorb the power of the half rockets and jumped forward again!

The declining momentum that had just fallen had dissipated at this moment, and all the rockets took off again, once again crossing the dazzling arc of light.

Smashed directly into the panicked formation of the Mongol cavalry.

Between heaven and earth, it was covered by a strong and dazzling firelight.

Standing on the sand dunes, Zhang Jue and Gundam gasped.

Standing under the sand dunes, countless Ming soldiers subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of spit.

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There are tens of millions of camps and a lonely city.

On the fourth day of the Battle of the Siege of Dunhuang, the bright moon hung alone, illuminating the entire Gobi Desert.

The wind on the desert seems to be able to blow away all the dark clouds that cover the moon, and the clear moonlight sprinkles on the yellow sand, splashing the heavens and the earth with mysterious colors.

For the Mongolian army, although now is a good time to siege the city, but in a few days of siege battles, the Mongolian losses are equally serious and can even be said to be heavy, the original prepared eight ladder cars were all destroyed by the Ming army, but Mongolia is not without progress, relying on several city walls that were smashed down by the return artillery, the Mongolian army once rushed to the city, but unfortunately in the end it was still the Ming army defending the city with a very high fighting spirit and fearless spirit to kill back.

After all, fighting in such a place as the city wall has nothing to do with the formation of an army or the commander's ability to command, in the final analysis, it still depends on the courage of the soldiers and whether the front-line grassroots generals can lead the army to the front at the first time.

It turned out that the Mongol army was obviously far inferior to the Ming army in this regard. Decades ago, the steppe iron cavalry that had become more and more frustrated and courageous had been exhausted in years of fighting, and there were fewer and fewer cavalrymen who could rise up the courage to follow the wolf banner of the Temujin family, and the Mongol foot soldiers who could storm Diaoyu City without fear of life and death in order to be able to triumph in front of Möngke Khan have finally worn out their minions.

The current Mongolian army is no longer the unstoppable Mongolian iron cavalry that crisscrosses the north, south, east and west, and is no longer the invincible wolf army. The current Mongol army, in the face of an enemy that is strong enough, will also feel fear and helplessness, and will also feel a sense of defeat and decadence in the heart. Especially as the Ming Dynasty took the initiative on various battlefields and marched all the way, the Mongols retreated step by step, and the last resistance fighting spirit gradually collapsed.

Especially during the day today, the Ming soldiers fighting with hideous faces on the city wall, as well as those cannonballs and arrows flying all over the sky, came into the eyes of every Mongolian soldier, and in an instant they even felt that the huge ladder carts and rows of trebuchets behind them could not give them enough safety, and even felt that the entire Dunhuang City was rushing towards them, covering all the Mongolian soldiers.

The fluttering red banner danced proudly in the wind, and endless flames burned beneath the banner, burning the entire city to ashes.

It is as if the weak army that was beaten by the Mongol iron cavalry decades later has been reborn in Nirvana after being tempered by the fire of hell and has once again descended into this world.

Everyone's face is hideous and terrifying, like the mythical yaksha of hell.

And it's getting closer······

"Yikes!" Ashina Tumen woke up from his sleep suddenly, and he didn't know that his forehead was already full of beads of sweat. At this time, Ashina Tumen realized that what he had just done was just a big dream, and reached out to rub his temples.

The Ming army and the countless red flags seem to have no way to forget in this life.

"Centurion." A chief stretched his waist and walked to Ashina's side.

When I woke up, the cold wind blew, and the cold sweat on my forehead and spine was tingling cold.

He was standing under the wall of the entire camp at this time, because he was too tired from the siege battle during the day, so he leaned against the wall just now and felt that he was asleep. Glancing up at the position of the moon in the sky, Ashina Tumen couldn't help but sigh Fortunately, he didn't sleep for a long time, and it was his henchmen who came over and woke him up, otherwise if he was seen by the rest of the soldiers or directly seen by the superior generals, I am afraid that he would inevitably be punished.

The camp behind him was not large, but it was located in the middle and rear of a large number of Mongolian camps outside Dunhuang City, under heavy protection. In addition to the Huihui artillery camp in the other direction, the status of this camp is the most important. Because this camp was stocked with a large amount of fire oil used by the Mongols for siege.

The Western Regions are rich in black oil, and it will be natural when it encounters fire. Mongolia put this kind of fire oil on the ladder car, when the time comes to use the water dragon to spray out the fire oil, and then release rockets or throw torches to ignite, in the daytime battle, this way of attack once tore the hole in the defensive line of the Ming army, but unfortunately later the artillery was concentrated at the ladder car salvo, resulting in the follow-up Mongolian soldiers did not have time to jump on the city wall, the ladder car has been destroyed.

But these fire oils still proved the value of their existence after all, after all, there is no melee weapon that can force the Ming defenders back among the current Mongolian siege methods, and on the contrary, the Ming army's fire thistle terrestris and fire guns are matched with high and low distances, coupled with the cooperation of the divine arm crossbow, which can firmly lock the Mongolian soldiers' road to the city.

Even if the Ming army is now on guard, it will pay more attention to the ladder carts equipped with fire oil, and the Mongols do not plan to transport these dangerous fire oils away, after all, according to the performance of the Ming army in the battle of Chengdu, most of the Mongolian generals agree on the fact that even if the city walls and city gates are breached, the Ming army will rely on the walls in the city to defend to the death, in the battle of Chengdu, the Sichuan and Shu army almost operated the entire Chengdu city into a fortress, resulting in Mongolia after paying a heavy price has been unable to move an inch, It is conceivable that the Shence Army must also be copying such a city defense system.

At that time, fire oil will be the only powerful way that Mongolia can use, or even the only way to attack the fortifications.

Ashina Tumen is a Turkic, and the surname "Ashina" can be used shows that he is also a nobleman among the Turks, otherwise Mongolia would not let him be a centurion to lead this hundred-man team composed of Semu people. After all, Mongolia is now in dire need of troops, and the number of soldiers who are not large will be divided between Kublai Khan and Haidu, resulting in the number of Mongolian cavalry is far from enough, and even Kublai Khan has begun to recruit 14 to 48-year-old laborers on the steppe, which has far exceeded the age range of 18 to 36 years old in the Ming army, which shows the lack of Mongolian soldiers.

The Mongolian cavalry is still like this, not to mention the Mongol infantry, and now the Mongol infantrymen who are besieging the city can no longer even find the Mongols, and there are not even enough centurions to lead the soldiers, so in desperation, the Mongols have to buy the nobles among the Semu people to serve as grassroots generals. And Ashina Tumen is a typical representative.

The name Ashina Tumen is inherited from the distant ancestor of the Turks, who also had this name hundreds of years ago, single-handedly created a huge Turkic empire, and it was not until the Tang army attacked the Turks that the Turks moved westward that the fall of this huge empire was announced.

And now Ashina Tumen is just a small and inconspicuous centurion.

But because of the camp guarding behind him, it looks a little unusual.

At least it shows that his personal ability is still recognized by his superiors.

Just as Ashina Tumen yawned and was about to patrol with his spirit, a sharp roar suddenly woke up the entire peaceful wasteland Gobi.

The explosion sounded suddenly and sharply, and soon on the other side of Dunhuang City, flames suddenly rose into the sky, and the entire canopy was rendered red.

"Boom, boom!" Even if the explosive package thrown by the flying thunder cannon bursts in the sky, the sound still gives people a shocking feeling.

"Centurion!" Shi Chang was stunned for a moment, and Huo Ran turned his head to look at Ashina Tumen.

"The Southern Barbarians want to destroy the return artillery." Ashina Tumen slowly drew his knife.

The surrounding camps were constantly sounding intermittent horns, and it was clear that all the Mongol troops were alarmed by this sudden change. It's just that perhaps because of too much nervousness, the trumpets of these Mongolian soldiers can't even be heard.

The sound of footsteps sounded, and the shouts of centurions and thousand-necks could be heard continuously, and even the sound of horsewhips whipping flesh could be heard. The Mongol infantry of the brigade was hurriedly assembled, most of them were not even fully armoured, and some of them did not even have a sword.

Looking at the scene close at hand, Ashina Tumen couldn't help but sigh softly. If such an army wants to pull it out to deal with the Ming army, how can it be so easy. Fortunately, the army has been prepared for a long time, otherwise once it is really broken by the Ming army, Mongolia's biggest dependence, the return artillery, will be destroyed in one fell swoop. Even Ashina Tumen doubted that if it was not the most elite Mongolian cavalry who were ambushed there, but the troops in front of him, would he be defeated by the Ming army even if he waited for work.

"Don't worry about it so much, do what you have to do." Ashina Tumen commanded in a low voice, although the chief was not a brave and fearless man—it seems that there were few such people among the Mongol foot soldiers—but he was clever and clever, and knew who to listen to, otherwise Ashina Tumen would not trust him.

The chief nodded, beckoning his men in the distance to follow.

And a Mongolian commander rode a horse to Ashina Tumen, squinted at him, and said coldly: "Take your people to show Lao Tzu a good camp!" ”

Ashina Tumen seemed to be a different person, his face was full of flattering smiles, and he nodded again and again: "The subordinates must live up to their mission." ”

"If it weren't for the fact that your subordinates are the most powerful, and this oil is the most important, it should be your people who should be the first to kill the enemy now." The commander shook his head with some regret, regretting that there was no way to use the strongest team under his command.

And Ashina Tumen waited until the commander left, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

His men gathered cautiously.

The bleak moonlight and the jumping firelight illuminated the young and immature faces flickering and dimming.

Ashina Tumen slowly clenched his fists, staring at the sky in front of him, which was rendered red by the fire, without saying a word. (To be continued.) )