Chapter 66: Attacking the Village (Part II)
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The shouting of killing began when it was ugly, and it did not stop until dawn.
The two sides kept rotating the fighting soldiers, and dozens of corpses were left on the walls of the Hanzhai gate.
Amur's expression became more and more serious, these people were not like horse thieves, whether it was the way of fighting or the armament was more like a well-trained army.
The white horizon in the east gradually expanded, and the tall figure of Hanzhai was finally completely revealed in front of Amur. He rode around the mountain for half a circle, which was a separate mountain. If you want to break through this village, you must either attack from the waterway of the Tumao River, or there is only one way in front of you. Two newly built earth and stone towers stand in the way of the rugged mountain road, these earthen walls are not strong fortresses in themselves, but they are impregnable with the cliffs on the left and the cliffs on the right.
Amur felt a retreat in his heart, "Can the Great Khan spare me if I retreat like this?" ”
At the foot of Hanzhai Mountain, five thousand Chahar cavalry were pressed in black, and Zhai Zhe gasped clearly when he saw it on the top of the mountain.
"I didn't expect so many Chahars to come!"
"These people are not easy to deal with, they are all brave and ferocious." Lei Yanqian had a deep understanding after a night of fighting, and he had just switched guards with Zuo Ruo and returned to the cottage.
"The Jurchens are coming soon, we only have to hold on for a few days!" Zhai Zhe cheered up the people around him.
Xiao Zhiyan was supervising a large number of people in the open space next to the warehouse to mix the saltpeter, sulfur and charcoal bought back in the early stage into gunpowder according to the proportion, and packed them with skins, crockpots and cans. Two craftsmen who can make firearms are busy.
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"How many people can match you with archery? Isn't it looking for death when you compare archery with the Mongols? ”
"Therefore, the future of my Ming army still depends on firearms, and people like me who have practiced bows and arrows for more than 20 years know the difficulties." Xiao Zhiyan, whose archery skills are like gods, does not even respect bows and arrows, so Zhai Zhe has some exceptions.
"Have you read General Nantang's two military books? He also values firearms! It's just that the quality of the firearms made by my Ming officials and craftsmen is too poor, and they are easy to burst and hurt people, so the soldiers don't like to use them. Xiao Zhiyan saw Zhai Zhe's somewhat surprised expression and explained.
As he spoke, the shouting and killing at the foot of the mountain sounded again, and Zong Mao hurriedly ran over to report: "The Mongols have begun to attack the mountain again!" ”
Xiao Zhiyan and Zhai Zhe walked to the mountain pass of Hanzhai and saw nearly a thousand Chahar archers standing at the gate of the mountain, a hundred steps away. A dense rain of arrows rushed diagonally into the sky, drawing graceful arcs and falling from the sky.
"Projectile!" Xiao Zhiyan's face changed slightly.
The accuracy and lethality of the thrown bow will be much lower, but the number of Chahars makes up for it. The Mongol warriors who were preparing to attack the city approached the gate with their wooden shields held high, followed by a small number of sharpshooters with accurate archery, dealing a fatal blow to the soldiers who dared to rise from the tower.
"Raise your shield!" Zuo Ruo shouted loudly, and the horse thieves who had just passed through the defense of the city were obviously undertrained, and their shields were sparsely held at different angles.
A dense rain of arrows fell in the air, and someone screamed under the shield.
The besieging warriors began to climb to the tower, and the Mongols' arrows were very well controlled, and the landing points of the bows and arrows were almost all a foot away from the earthen wall. The samurai who did not climb the castle wall was accidentally injured in the back.
The first samurai to climb the wall did not rush forward, first blocked his upper body with his shield, observed the position of his opponent on the wall, turned back and shouted: "Twenty steps!" "This is exactly how far the horse thieves are from the city walls.
The archers under the mountain gate extended their bow attacks according to the distance calculated by their companions at the head of the wall, and the long black arrows flew into the sky and fell to the heads of the defenders of the Han Village, and the pikemen who had been prepared were shot down because of the lack of protection from their shields.
If the casualties continue like this, Zhai Zhe gritted his teeth and said to Xiao Zhiyan beside him in an inquiring tone: "Withdraw!" ”
Xiao Zhiyan looked at it carefully for another moment, and nodded hesitantly.
Zong Mao took the order and left.
"Retreat!" The heralds rushed and shouted
The Mongolian warriors began to go up the wall, and if they were slow, they might be bitten, and Zuo Ruo commanded his subordinates to retreat to the second mountain gate in an orderly manner, and personally led dozens of people to break the back.
The Chahars who had climbed the walls of the city burst into cheers, and the gates barricaded with huge logs were finally opened. A small number of Chahars who rushed up the earthen wall first chased after Zuo Ruo and the others, who were retreating.
During the pursuit, a shout was shouted from the top of the mountain: "Release!" Several large rocks came down from the wall with a thunderous force, and one stopped right in the middle of the mountain path, and the pursuing Chahar warriors were hit, crushed into pulp with screams.
The walls of the second gate were full of archers, most of them Tumuts under the command of Chefeng, who were so skilled in their arrows that the Chahars were forced to retreat after dropping a few corpses.
Zuo Ruo suffered setbacks before he fought, and he was depressed. The injured soldier was placed on the flat ground in front of the principal's mansion and bandaged by Lang Zhong, and the injured Yan zhòng could only be carried to a secluded place by the people to wait for death, Zhai Zhe did not feel good in his heart after inspecting, Hanzhai was just starting, and there was a lack of various talents.
As the gate fell, Amur's face showed a hint of contempt.
"Horse thieves are still vulnerable after all!" It's just that the narrow mountain road in front of me is really annoying, and the horse thieves on the top of the mountain can block it unscrupulously.
To gain the trust of Lin Dan Khan, Amur is not a reckless person, on the contrary, he is a rare wise man among the Chahars. The Chahars quickly removed the earthen walls of the first gate, hoping for wider roads to facilitate access.
On the top of the mountain, all the leaders in the Han village are watching.
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Such Mongolian cavalry was also chased by the Jurchens for most of the grassland, and Zhai Zhe's heart was more dignified than his face.
After breaking open the narrow mountain gate, Amur sent his troops.
More than a hundred samurai marched towards the second gate with their wooden shields in hand, making a tentative attack, trying to find the weak point of the cottage.
Zhai Zhe could see clearly from the mountain that the Chahar people were sparsely formed, apparently learning the lesson from the stone that had just been thrown from the cliff.
A soldier on the edge of the cliff looked down and couldn't help but push down a large rock beside him, and the huge stone smashed the outside of the mountain path with the sound of the howling wind, smashing a samurai into a pulp, and then rolling down the mountain. Even Amur, who was standing in the distance, felt the ground tremble. There was a panic among the advancing Mongol warriors, such a death was too bloody.
"Who told you to throw stones!" Zuo Ruo rushed over and slapped him, "Stones and trees must be spared, and no one is allowed to move without an order!" "It will take a long time to train scattered horse thieves into forbidden soldiers.
The muddy flesh of the road made the Chahar warriors lose the courage to move forward.
Amur ordered the soldiers to retreat, if there were a large number of boulders on the mountain, and the retreat of the attacking soldiers was in danger of being cut off, the most suitable way to attack such a dangerous terrain would be to sneak attack at night, and take the last mountain gate in one fell swoop while they were unprepared, as long as they could rush up to the cottage, those horse thieves were not worried.
After planning the attack plan, Amur stepped up his efforts to send scouts from the north, and once the traces of the Jurchens were immediately reported, his vigilance was raised to the extreme after the lessons of the Junzijin Ferry.
"The Tumuts of the Monan Grassland!"
Amur did not forget about this opponent, and if the Tumuts dared to come to the rescue of the Han horse thieves, he would not mind giving them back an ambush. In a face-to-face duel, he was completely sure that he would wipe out the remnants of the Tumuts, and he would rather have a field battle on the steppe than a siege war.
No matter what strategy he came up with, the initiative was still on the side of the Tumuts, and the Jurchens were almost there.