On July 4, 1009, after more than three months of preparation, the Mongol vanguard launched an attack on the Norman Empire's absolute defensive circle deployed in Moscow, marking the official beginning of the war between the Norman and Mongol empires, the two most powerful empires in the world.

Although it was only a tentative attack. Although it is just a group of cannon fodder who are involuntarily, have a low will to fight, have low morale, and are forcibly conscripted. However, when they saw the countless people who were densely packed all over the mountains, the Norman soldiers on the front line still felt their scalps tingle. Even, there were quite a few peasant soldiers who were also temporarily conscripted, trembling with fear, and they could not exert their due strength at all.

The vanguard of the Mongols threw in 30,000 Persian slave soldiers in a single attack. These soldiers were disorganized and did not have enough weapons and siege equipment. But the amount is sufficient.

"Don't be afraid! They're just a bunch of slaves! Look at the tattered clothes they wear, look at the poor equipment they have in their hands! Just teach them a lesson, and they'll run away like rabbits! Do you cowards listen to me?!" At that time, in the wooden fort of the front, the Norman officers, and the noble knights from Hungary, Moscow, and Austria, cheered for their subordinates. Scolded and kicked with boots. Draw your saber and threaten. Coercion and promise, the soldiers who use these means against them, make them loyal to their duty and fight hard!

And when the slaves reached the perimeter of Moscow's absolute defensive circle, their speed began to slow down. A wooden fence stopped them in their tracks. Some tried to climb over, others held weapons in their hands, or simply used their hands to knock down the fence. And many more are stopped, overwhelmed.

Because these people didn't want to die for the Mongols. So, though, despite the fact that all that stands in their way is a wooden fence. But they felt that since something was in their way, they could just stop. No need to keep charging forward. Fought the enemy.

Of course this is not possible.

"Attack! Attack! Don't let me say it again, you trash! or I'll cut off your heads and kick them as balls!!" the Persian slave soldiers hesitated behind them. To be precise, the five Mongols, or Kazakh, Uzbek, Uyul, or other steppe tribes who were behind each hundred-man squad would scold like this, of course. What they say may not be understood by the Persians. But there is a language that even a slightly more intelligent chimpanzee can understand.

The nomadic soldiers of the steppe chopped off the heads of a few of the people closest to them, pulling at their loose hair. Lifting their heads up, they roared loudly with their scimitars and pointed their fingers at the Norman lines not far away.

Now you understand, right? It's impossible not to understand?!

As a result, the slave soldiers, who had just had a little hesitation, had no choice but to move forward under the supervision of the steppe nomads' warlords. And the 30,000-strong army got serious, and even if a fence was strong, it was useless, and the fence was quickly bulldozed.

"Soldiers! Hurry! City Defense Crossbow!!" The Norman engineers designed the fortress very scientifically. The first wooden barrier wall. It is located right within the effective range of the large city defense ballista. These crossbows, capable of firing a spear-like bolt, are a bit outdated compared to artillery. But just like Aurora said back then, the crossbow is still the mainstream long-range attack weapon of this era. A highly lethal crossbow gun, against a tattered enemy who wears it on top, has no armor at all, and the result can be imagined. ...,

It's like a gourd with sugar. The experienced engineers aimed at the opposite side, where the enemy was most numerous and dense, and then pulled the trigger with both hands. A two-and-a-half-meter-long crossbow spear pierced the bodies of four enemies in a row at once. And they didn't hit the fatal vital point, so that these enemies kept wailing, and the wounds were shocking and bleeding. Several men struggled to pull the ballista out. But in the midst of this severe pain, and chaos, the four of them simply could not work together. So there is nothing else to accomplish except to make the wound bigger and bigger.

The soldiers wailed loudly, and looked painful and terrible. It made the morale of the soldiers around him drop a lot. And the same thing happened at the same time elsewhere in the Mongol army. Front row. On top of the twenty wooden forts arranged in a zigzag pattern, a total of one hundred and twenty heavy crossbow machines opened fire at the same time. It was not an ordinary shock to the Mongols.

A salvo of city defense ballistas. The Persian slave troops, these cannon fodder suffered nearly 200 casualties. And look at the time they reached the outer defense line of the Norman Empire, to now, fifteen minutes have advanced no more than five meters. If we continue to calculate according to this ratio, then I am afraid that before they can rush ahead of the Normans, these people will all die.

"If we fight like this, our army will suffer heavy casualties. Isn't it a little adjusted?" In a high ground not far from the battlefield, beside the Mongolian vanguard general Subutai, there were hundreds of Mongolian households under his command who asked.

"There is no need at all, anyway, the purpose of the existence of these slaves is to consume the enemy's bows and arrows and supplies. Wouldn't that be nice? Subutai, this Mongolian general with wolf-like eyes and countless murders, looked at the flesh and blood of his slave soldiers in front of him, not only did he not feel uncomfortable or disgusted, but he showed a cruel smile as if he had seen some beautiful scenery.

"However, if you form such a dense formation, the enemy will also kill us even more. Even if we want to consume the opponent's arrows, I think we should use a looser formation. Next to him, the hundred-man continued to offer advice.

"You don't understand. Those slaves were very timid. If they are not allowed to use dense formations and let them see that there are enough companions around, their morale cannot be guaranteed. I'm afraid that if there is a little bit of wind and grass, it will collapse. Subutai explained.

"I see, you're really amazing. Know so many things. That hundred households suddenly realized.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little lucky, I've been following the Great Khan longer and have experienced more wars. Subutai laughed and said this - in fact, there was another reason why Subutai did not say it. It wasn't that he was out of his way to reduce the casualties of these slave soldiers. In doing so, he was actually deliberately trying to weaken the power of the Persians. This was also one of the tasks given to him by Genghis Khan. After all, the Mongols were conquerors, aliens, and treated the Persians and other races as slaves. They didn't want the conquered races to slow down and bite them back.

"So weaken them...... Let them and the Normans consume each other. And the Mongols reaped the benefits. Worthy of Genghis Khan. Thinking of what Genghis Khan said after summoning him alone, Subutai secretly sighed. Then look at the past. Then I saw that the tens of thousands of Persian slave infantry had advanced a little more, and entered an area full of traps, thistles, and trenches.

In this area, the Persian slaves could not move an inch, their advance slowed down, and the casualties increased considerably. Or you can step on the air and fall into a trap full of sharpened wooden stakes, or you can fall into a three-meter-deep trench to avoid arrows. Some of them stepped on thistles and screamed in pain. ...,

After a while, they were also within range of the Norman crossbowmen. On the front line, Norman heavy crossbowmen armed with pulley crossbows fired a volley, and a blood mist was created among the Persians. The speed of a turtle crawling, the extremely low morale and tactical literacy, and the rudimentary equipment that could not be more rudimentary...... Hundreds of Persian slaves died under the rain of arrows.

Collapsed, finally collapsed. When those slaves were in chaos, few dared to move on. The Norman officers at the front decided to give them the final blow - a dozen torsional catapults equipped with this iron cannon were aimed at the chaotic enemy group under the operation of the Norman engineers, and then the Norman engineers stepped forward and cut the tight ropes. The catapult "boomed" and threw the iron cannon out. Immediately after that, a loud rumbling sound sounded in the enemy group. It became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The Persian slaves, whose morale had been reduced to the point where they could not be lower, could not bear the pressure. Crying, as if you are crazy, turn around and run. In this way, this tentative attack ended in failure. The 30,000 Persian troops began fighting at nine o'clock in the morning and fought for more than three hours in total. As a result, the Normans didn't even touch a single hair, and they were beaten to pieces......

"Kill the first 100 heads who can escape the fastest! Gather those wastes again, and then organize a second slave army to attack!" Seeing the slaves who had escaped from the battlefield, Su Butai snorted coldly. Such an order was given. The nomadic warriors who oversaw the war quickly gave the order, swords in hand, and cut off the heads of the Persian slaves who had fled to the front. stacked together. Subutai used this to intimidate the other slaves. Panic the rest of the people who fled back. At the same time, it also made the second group, also 30,000 Persian slaves, even more desperate.

So, at one o'clock in the afternoon, the second attack of the Persians began. Trembling as always, as always, under the threat of the Mongols and the Mongols' nomadic allies, as useless as ever......

Indeed, as Subutai thought, these guys had no effect other than consuming the defenders' supplies and draining the opponent's physical strength......