Lan Yu followed the strategy of the commander of the artillery battalion, which was to use artillery suppression, combined with conventional siege methods.

However, soon a new problem arose.

"By the way, can our artillery hit that high?"

"We won't hurt our own people when we fight, will we?"

The two questions thrown by Lan Yu were directly rectified by the commander of the artillery battalion.

Because whether it was in the Ming Dynasty or in the process of attacking the Northern Yuan, they had never encountered this kind of problem.

There was no war inside the Ming Dynasty, and they didn't need to siege the city. There is a demand in the Northern Yuan, but the Northern Yuan has no city!

"This ......"

"Is there any good way for General Lan?"

As soon as Lan Yu heard this, he immediately became angry.

"Special mother, now it's Lao Tzu who asks you, why do you even ask me!"

The battalion commander said aggrievedly when he heard this.

"I don't know what to do, I have only shot cannons on flat ground, and I have never fought such a tall city at all!"

For a while, the siege battle was deadlocked, and although Lan Yu besieged Samarkand, he could not think of a suitable siege method.

If the city is attacked according to the convention, the casualties will be heavy, not to mention whether he can pass this level, at least Zhu Yunxi's side will definitely be happy.

But if it is not attacked, Samarkand will not be able to be defeated at all with the existing firepower of the Ming Dynasty.

In any case, Samarkand was the capital of the Timurid Empire, and after decades of construction, both the height and thickness of the walls were the highest in the Western Regions.

Trying to make a gap in such a city with artillery is tantamount to a dream.

Although it was explained that he could not be moved, Lan Yu still gave the order to attack after a day of struggle.

Fortunately, he always remembered Zhu Yunxi's order, and did not use his life to fill it, but ordered the artillery battalion to fire as much as possible at Samarkand under the protection of his own soldiers.

The commander of the artillery battalion, after adjusting the elevation angle to the maximum, finally succeeded in hitting the shells into the city. But the shells that hit the city walls failed without exception, and only broke a few layers of bricks.

Lan Yu saw that the artillery battalion had been bombarded for a day, and he couldn't help Samarkand at all, and the scouts reported that there were scouts and cavalry dozens of miles away, and he was worried that Timur would lead his troops back to help and let himself suffer from the enemy.

Therefore, after only one day of fighting, he ordered the artillery battalion to stop the fire and summoned a few veterans to renegotiate the solution.

"The old man is out of line, the old man has never attacked the city much in his life, which of you has a way to talk about it?"

Feng Sheng pretended to be dead directly when he heard this, and he was not good at this.

Fu Youde had some experience in defending the city, and then thought backwards and put forward several constructive suggestions.

"Why don't we dig a tunnel and dig through the ground......"

Lan Yu shook her head when she heard this.

"This trick doesn't work, the old man asked the local captives, and they said that the city of Samarkand is very spacious, and there is a large vat under the city wall to listen to the tunnels, let's dig over here, and we will soon hear the movement over there."

"When the time comes, throw some fierce fire oil into the tunnel on the other side, or put some poisonous smoke or something, and our tunnel will be dug in vain!"

When Fu Youde heard this, he activated his brain cells again.

"Why don't we build engineering equipment, such as ladders, rushing cars, or something?"

Lan Yu pointed to the bare plain outside the barracks.

"Look at the trees around here?"

"This ......"

This time, Fu Youde didn't have a rut, and he pretended to be dead like Feng Sheng.

Fu Youde stopped talking, and Li Jinglong and others contributed a few more immature suggestions, and then they were rejected by Lan Yu one by one.

Just when Lan Yu was irritable and wanted to scold her mother, Chang Sheng ran over and handed over the latest telegram.

"General, this is Your Majesty's latest telegram!"

Lan Yu scolded angrily when she heard this.

"You quick-talking guy, don't forget to tell this!"

Chang Sheng smiled awkwardly when he heard this.

"How can this be a whistleblower, this is to ask Your Majesty for instructions, so that Your Majesty knows the real-time movements of our army!"

Lan Yu sighed secretly when she heard this, and then opened the telegram and looked at it.

However, as soon as he took a look, his eyes lit up.

"In the end, it's our niece and grandson, this head melon is good!"

"There's a way!"

"Tell the little ones to get up and work for us, and let's go to Samarkand to drink in two days, hahaha!"

Fu Youde and the others looked at the telegram in Lan Yu's hand in surprise when they heard this.

"What did Your Majesty say?"

Lan Yu generously threw the telegram to a few people, and several people hurriedly stretched their necks to look, only to see that there was only a short line of words on the telegram.

"Heaps of earth into mountains, mountains and cities are level. Artillery suppression, soldiers siege the city! ”

When several people saw the method given by Zhu Yunxi, they all applauded.

"Your Majesty is really talented, and only Your Majesty can think of such a way!"

"This is still a simple report from Your Majesty listening to Chang Sheng's goods, if Your Majesty comes to the battlefield in person, he may think of how to fight on the first day!"

Several people praised Zhu Yunxi for a while, and then each returned to the camp to prepare to pile up the mountain.

Piling up mountains is a big project, but no matter how big the project is, it can't hold up many people.

400,000 people, even if one person and one basket of soil, can easily pile up a mountain of earth outside Samarkand.

It's just that the distance between the dirt and the mountains should be mastered, and if you get too close to Samarkand, you may be hit by trebuchets in the city.

Fortunately, the range of the Daming artillery is not comparable to that of trebuchets at all, so they have considerable room to play.

While Sapphire ordered his soldiers to pile up the mountain, Misharan in Samarkand was looking out from the city walls. When he saw that Lan Yu was no longer attacking the city, and instead ordered the soldiers to start picking up soil, his face changed dramatically.

"It's over!"

"Samarkand is finished!"

"You take advantage of the fact that the Ming Dynasty is not in a hurry to attack the city, hurry up and break out and tell your father, just say that Samarkand is about to be broken, let him hurry up and find a way!"

Several of the guards around Misharan hurriedly persuaded when they heard this.

"Your Highness, Da Ming is just digging the soil, what does it have to do with the siege of the city, why do you say that our city is going to be finished?"

Misaran said angrily.

"Can't you even see this, the Ming army is going to pile up a dirt mountain as high as us, and then pull the artillery to the dirt mountain to hit us!"

"Their artillery hits far away, and when it falls to the ground, it can explode and blow up our trebuchet!"

"As long as they pile up the dirt mountain, we will lose this battle!"

When the guard heard this, he persuaded.

"Your Highness, why don't we lead our troops out and stop the Daming Dui Mountain......"

Misaran smiled helplessly when he heard this.

"You're so naïve......"

"If we really have the strength to fight against Da Ming, why are we cowering in the city?"

"You run with the main force, and I will take the rest of the people to live and die with Samarkand!"

What Misharan said was very tragic, and he was ready to die for his country.

Because with his knowledge, he was powerless to stop the siege of the Ming Dynasty.

Two days later, when Lan Yu succeeded in piling up the earth mountain, before he could begin the siege, the gates of Samarkand opened, and 100,000 cavalry rushed out from it, charging towards the west as if they were dying.

Lan Yu deliberately left a gap when besieging the city, and it was the idea of missing one of the three to besiege the city.

After all, he was here to occupy the city, not to kill people.

Therefore, the 100,000 cavalry that escaped from the city of Samarkand fled without much resistance.

Lan Yu didn't immediately attack the city after these escaped, but shot a few letters to the defenders in the city, telling them that if they didn't surrender, they would attack the city!

After receiving the letter, the defenders of the city did not respond, and Lan Yu immediately ordered the siege of the city.

With a hundred guns fired in unison, the city of Samarkand was suddenly ablaze.

The people ran helplessly in the streets and wailed, and the soldiers defending the city lost their fighting spirit and hid in the hiding caves and did not dare to come out.

After firing a few rounds of artillery, Lan Yu immediately ordered people to climb the city wall and open the city gate.

After a simple battle, the Ming army occupied the west gate and successfully put the Ming army into the city.

At this point, the capital of the Timurid Empire fell.

Misharan sat on a throne in the palace, sipping red wine and watching the beautiful women left to her by her father dance.

He's done his best, and he's worthy of the empire.

But the Ming Dynasty is too strong, and it is no longer something that any country in this era can resist.

Now he only hopes that the Ming Dynasty can be civilized and not slaughter the city at every turn like Genghis Khan's army.

When Misaran poured poison into the wine and was about to die for his country, a group of Ming soldiers broke into the palace.

When the dancing beauty saw the soldiers who suddenly broke in, she was frightened and fled in all directions.

Just when Misharan thought that the Ming soldiers would go after the beauties and then do some beastly things in front of him, he didn't expect the Ming soldiers to just guard the palace gate, and then they didn't pay attention to themselves and the beauties in their palaces.

To Misharan's surprise, it was not the same as what he understood to be the ruin of the city.

After a while, several gray-bearded old men led some of the city's merchants in.

One of the old men pointed to himself, and then ordered the merchant next to him to question him in Persian.

"Who are you, and why are you sitting on the throne of the palace?"

"I ...... I am Misharan, the third son of Timur the Great......"

"Prince!"

Lan Yu suddenly realized when he heard this, and then said to the businessman on the side.

"You tell this prince to let him come forward to calm the people in the city, and tell the people in the city that our Ming army is a righteous army and never burns and loots!"

"But our Ming soldiers have come all the way, and we can't go back empty-handed, so let him organize the rich people in the city and prepare three million dinars of gold for us!"

The merchant hurriedly translated to Misaran after Lan Yu finished speaking, Misaran was quite surprised when he heard the previous paragraph, he didn't expect the Ming army to be so civilized, and when he heard the latter paragraph, he instantly realized that it was not that the other party was civilized, but that the other party didn't want to do it, and wanted to let himself take the initiative to give his belongings.

But that was not bad, at least a massacre was averted.

"Misaran is willing to serve!"

Lan Yu and the others couldn't help but laugh when they heard the merchants' translations.

"What did he just say, he said he was willing to serve?"

"Hahaha!"

"I didn't expect that Timur's third prince was a wonderful person, even if this kind of person is put in our Ming Dynasty, he is a talent!"

"Chang Sheng, you send a few people to protect the three princes, and you must let the three princes serve us well!"

"No!"

The next thing is simple, Misaran was invited into the barracks by Blue Jade, and the palace was sealed by Blue Jade, and he was only allowed to enter but not leave.

Only leave a small door to send in some food and water every day, so as not to starve the beauties inside.

He has fully learned the lessons of the early years, for fear of leaving a bad impression on Zhu Yunxi, the new emperor.

After Lan Yu defeated Samarkand, he immediately sent a telegram to Zhu Yunxi to report the victory, and said very proudly that he not only did not touch Timur's woman, but also sealed Timur's palace.

Zhu Yunxi read the telegram and showed a wry smile.

"Alas!"

"Our uncle has finally grown up!"

Yang Shiqi burst out laughing on the spot when he heard this.

"Your Majesty, General Lan is more than sixty people, if you hear this, you will probably be angry, hahaha!"

"It's okay, even if he dies of anger, I can revive him!"

"Send a commendation order to Lan Yu, and get more good words to praise him!"

"My uncle has a good reputation!"

"After praising him, I sent a telegram in Ming, replying to Duke Lanyu, and enshrined him as the Duke of Liang!"

"No!"

"Your Highness, since General Lan has conquered Samarkand, you don't have to go to the Western Regions, right?"

"After all, the Western Regions are thousands of miles away from the Ming Dynasty, and Weichen still recommends that you stay in the capital......"

Zhu Yunxi smiled mysteriously when he heard this.

"Go!"

"Of course I have to go!"

"If I don't leave, can those of my clansmen rebel with confidence?"

"Huh?"

Yang Shiqi instantly realized when he heard this.

"Wechen understands!"

"Weichen will order someone to prepare the honor guard for His Majesty's trip, and it must be loud and well-known!"

Zhu Yunxi nodded when he heard this, and then began to bury his head in the folds.

Although he has now left the capital, he has always been firmly in his hands on political affairs.

The capture of Samarkand by the Ming Dynasty is nothing new to the people of the Ming Dynasty, after all, many people don't know where Samarkand is, let alone what the significance of this city is to the Ming Dynasty.

But for the shock of the entire Western Regions, it is like the sky has collapsed.

In the city of Begosalai in the Golden Horde, the Khan of the Golden Horde, Tokhtamysh, was convening the princes and ministers of the Khan to discuss the matter.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Ming Dynasty has captured Samarkand, where is our Golden Horde going, we must discuss a strategy today!"

When Hughroot heard this, he stood up and made a statement.

"Khan!"

"Weichen thinks that we should quickly make an alliance with Timur and deal with Daming together!"

As soon as Hu Groot's words came out, the entire tent suddenly remembered a voice of approval.

The Golden Horde and the Timurid Empire were at war many times, and after it became clear that they were not the opponents of the Timurid Empire, two factions suddenly appeared within the Golden Horde.

One faction is the death war faction, and the other faction is the compromise faction.

Hughroot was a compromiser, and he was the kind of compromise who was closer to Timur.

However, Tokhtamysh was very unwilling, always wanted to restore the glory of his ancestors, and was unwilling to become a vassal of Timur.

And from the bottom of his heart, he looked down on Timur very much, believing that he was not worthy of calling himself Timur, let alone deceiving in the name of his ancestor Genghis Khan.

Therefore, after Hugroot's proposal was approved by the majority of the princes and ministers, Tokhtamysh pulled down his face on the spot.

"Don't you have any other suggestions?"

As soon as Tokhtamysh said this, there was a moment of silence in the big tent.

Just when Tokhtamysh thought that his men were all capitulators, a different voice suddenly came out.

"Khan, Weichen thinks that we have to fight with Daming and Timur!"

Tokhtamysh's eyes lit up when he heard this, this was what he wanted to hear the most.

It's just that before he could make a statement, the compromisers led by Hughroot erupted en masse.

"Eh, you shit doesn't understand, what nonsense are you talking here!"

"Our Golden Horde is now an enemy on all sides, and the domestic taxes have not been collected for a long time, so why do you want us to start a war on both sides?"

Seeing that so many people were opposed, Edi muttered unwillingly.

"Even if we can't beat us, we should show our attitude!"

"Besides, now it is Timur begging us to form an alliance, not us begging him!"

"Since he is sincere in forming an alliance, does he have to return the land he robbed us of?"

Tokhtamysh laughed happily when he heard this, and it was almost to his heart.

"Ben Khan thinks he should be right!"

"An alliance is possible, but the occupied territory must be returned, otherwise the alliance will not be discussed!"