Not necessarily.

No need to toss, no need to rush, no need to take risks, no need to ......

But there is no need to assume.

Too many things, even if the dust has to settle for tens or hundreds of years, future generations can judge the merits and demerits, and they often have different opinions.

At this moment, my choice is the same, and so is Zhu Houxi's choice.

Everyone is not a mediocre person, and they all seem "unwise" at the moment.

Outside Jining City, tonight is extremely tragic.

Dark night was indeed more conducive to the Tatar attack, at least under the cover of night, the Ming army would be a little less accurate.

The Tatars, on the other hand, had a clear target for impact, throwing arrows into the rain, suppressing the city as much as possible, and then rushing in desperately.

As long as you can climb the city wall and stabilize a passage, you will be surrounded by a tidal wave that will pour into the city and slaughter wantonly.

War is often attrition of the highest intensity.

Material and human life are one thing, the physical strength and will of the living are another, and the stable state of the ordnance that can be used is also the same thing.

Another rough but heavy ladder arced through the air and smashed into the wall, and at the other end was a rain of arrows fired by dozens of horsemen to force the defenders back.

The defenders had shieldmen among them, and their shields were held high to cover the arrows as much as possible, but they could not carry the ladder that had been smashed over.

In ancient times, if the enemy could build a ladder to the head of the city, it was often an extremely dangerous situation.

This must not be allowed only if there is a considerable disparity in strength between the enemy and the enemy, and there is no way to build another line of defense outside the city to form depth, and there is no way to prevent the enemy from approaching the city walls.

At the bottom of the city walls, whether it is digging out the roots of the wall or making a ladder, it is a great threat to the defenders.

This is a sign that the attackers are close to success, and in order to end the fierce fighting as soon as possible, the attackers will let a steady stream of soldiers storm the walls. Once you have successfully climbed the city walls, you will build a passage like a beach, and then a tidal wave will pour into the city and go on a killing spree.

And once the ladder is on the wall, theoretically don't even think about pushing it down.

Because it is laborious and inefficient.

If it is a very serious engineering ladder, a strong iron hook will be installed at the top of the ladder to bite the city wall when it hits the wall. Secondly, it may be covered with iron thorns, coated with very slippery oil or even poison, making it difficult to start. Again, now that there is a breakthrough, how many archers and soldiers will keep an eye on the top of that ladder? Whoever comes out on top is the first target to be attacked.

But it was from under the wall, and it was taken up by a ladder; And the ladder of the Tartar is not a very strong and well-made ladder.

"Don't be afraid, come again!"

It is a ladder that has been lowered from the dirt slope opposite, and is made in a hurry. The wood was not treated and they themselves did not have good carpentry.

It is no longer the first ladder to be overturned, pushed under the city walls, or cut down by the Ming army.

"Left and right, put!"

Tartars began to rush over the ladder again, and some even ventured to ride horses directly towards them, and the sound of the wings on the walls sounded again.

The reason why the other side has to go this way is to make them feel that they have the hope of success and are confident that they have the means to deal with this siege method.

"Sharp axe, wrestler!"

Under the suppression of guns, arrows, and small cannons, every attack and defense around the ladder becomes an effective attrition.

But you can't let a ladder sit steady for too long, after all, the waves of defensive firepower will also create gaps.

The wrestlers lifted the end of the ladder and shouted in unison.

It's not a ladder that's too big or too heavy, and there's no hook or thorn, so you can try to push it down and cut it.

But it was no easy either, for the opposite slope was already above the wall, and many horses were already swooping up on the ladder, and the distance they could focus on was very short.

At the same time, there were soldiers with long axes that kept chopping and chiseling, shaking the wrestlers and their own.

"Get up!"

Another pair of ladders was first moved by the wrestlers, and they erupted and pushed away diagonally.

In the midst of the chaos, the last thirty or fifty paces of different widths between the city wall and the dirt slope were like an abyss, and I don't know how many captives had swallowed up.

"......"

With the hot water and hot oil being dumped, I don't know how many souls have returned to immortality in the miserable screams.

From the south side of the east side of the city to the north and then to the north of the city, a total of seven siege slopes are similar.

"It's almost time." I replied and looked into the distance, then looked up at the night, and said in an indifferent voice, "Push it over!" After resting for so long, it's your turn to go. ”

"Yes!"

The former general of the local Mert Department is now naturally in command of the most elite forces under my command.

And what I said was pushed over is really good guys.

The army arrived first and besieged Jining, and it was not so easy for the reconnaissance forces on the periphery to pass the news to the city.

It is true that there are not many craftsmen under the command of Alda, but after all, they have accumulated so many years. In the process of the western expedition, how can there be nothing?

Now, after several days of reassembling the ladder here, more than 20 ladders have finally been pushed out of the back of the mountain bag where I am located in the night.

They were not pushed up the dirt slopes, but along the passages between the dirt slopes, as if they were about to start a three-dimensional siege.

The usual ladders that were shoddy before were all bait and deception.

The battle has already entered this state, and if you adjust your defensive strategy, it will be chaotic for a while, right?

"Whether it's a gun or a cannon, if you use it for a long time, if you use it too often, there will definitely be problems!" I replied to boost morale, "Now, the warriors who have returned to the embrace of the Immortal Heaven are almost filling those roads!" Their lives will be compensated with the lives of Han dogs! Did their artillery scatter these roads? No matter where the bombardment is scattered or collapsed, we can fill it with one heart! ”

Of course, we must give full play to the benefits of being outnumbered.

Those divine cannons that resounded in the sky were indeed powerful, but the pure accumulation of dirt slopes could not be easily erased.

What's the point of being slow? A little dirt slope, can't you climb it with your legs?

In the night, the Tartars still rushed towards Jining City like an ant tide.

And at this time, from the view that the telescope was not too clear in the night, the guard finally discovered something unusual.

"General Staff! There are real ladders! ”

Mao Bowen was not afraid: "How could there be no defense against this?" Get the thunderbolt ready. Don't care about it for now, wait for all the ladders to be attached to the wall, and the Tartars under the ladder will gather, and then blow them up together! ”

Jining is taking risks, but this is a strategic need.

As a tactical point to strategically contain the Northern Captives here, Jining City must wander on the edge of being broken but not broken.

In other words, for the sake of strategic success, Jining City can be broken.

Then before that, it is natural to consume as much of the living force as possible in the north.

Everyone has their own means and preparations.

What Daming is preparing here is a more different and abundant firepower.

At this time, the Ming Dynasty still relied on artillery, guns, bows and arrows on the city, and other ordinary means of defending the city.

After all, in Mao Bowen's view, it is not a general offensive at the moment, but a tug-of-war stage before the general offensive.

The dirt slopes and ladders were too narrow for more soldiers to spread.

But once the last stretch is filled up by the corpses and the dirt that the people braved to carry on their backs, and it is easy to step on, then the real general attack will be.

The Tartars used the corpses of slaves and even their own clan to make graves on the spot, so that the Jining city wall no longer became a line of defense.

The fight is really ruthless, and it really has the momentum of breaking the kettle.

However, I don't know much about today's Daming, and Mao Bowen doesn't feel that he can't keep it now.

In several houses in the east and north of Jining City, there are five people in each house.

Now one of them pulled a thread in his hand and looked at the person who looked at the door from time to time worriedly: "Head, you said, the movement of the Tartar is so big, if you pull the rope and there is no movement......"

"Leave it alone! Since it was rumored that the royal driver was going to Xuanfu, we had been preparing for a few months. The enemy news of the sand well arrived, so it was buried. I tried it when I buried it, and the rope could be passed over, what were you afraid of? ”

"But the Tartars are digging a mountain of dirt, and maybe they will dig up the ......"

"It's not just us! Even if it's really dumb, it's fine, it's buried! Besides, if it had been really dug up, it would have been heard earlier......"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud muffled noise, and a lot of dust shook off the room.

Several people looked at each other.

“…… It's moving, right? ”

“…… Can't be wrong. ”

"Leave it alone! The military order has not arrived, just keep waiting! ”

In the direction of the city gate, there was a loud bang just outside the city.

Now, the men and soldiers who had escaped for their lives around that area were all terrified, and their eyes were staring at a huge crater over there.

"And bigger guns?"

Broken limbs were everywhere, and there was a terrible howl, and someone looked at the purgatory-like scene there, and then looked back in the direction of the city wall, and then muttered to himself.

The sound of artillery was continuous, and they didn't hear a particularly loud sound, but suddenly a particularly large crater was blown up here.

For the time being, the movement here only chilled the nearby Tartars, but everyone couldn't see the difference.

On the contrary, the people who were still carrying the soil next to them felt that something was wrong.

Isn't the artillery of the Han people now mainly aimed at the earthen slope leading to the city wall that they piled up? How can you deal with the flat land that is mainly people's men and does not have too many soldiers? And it's so far away, constantly threatening the first time.

The attacking Tartars were at the peak of their morale at this moment, because at the sound of the trumpet, a huge ladder finally appeared in a place where the front lines of both sides were visible to the naked eye.

The blindfolded ox pulls in front, and in the carport reinforced and defended by leather, is a strong man with his head bowed and pushing forward.

Ladders slowly but surely leaned towards the city wall.

And before and after them, it was the elite who were superb in cavalry and archery to cover first. To the left and right of the ladder, there are also marksmen who are ready to shoot those on the city wall who want to destroy the ladder.

On the city wall, with the help of telescopes, it is at least possible to determine in advance where the ladder will be erected.

The tense moment is coming, and then there are those dirt slopes and these ladders, two high-altitude offensive fronts with a total of nearly thirty roads.

"Resist first!" Mao Bowen said coldly, "Pass it on!" What's good in the city, what has been prepared, the big guys know! If you haven't started using it yet, you have to lose the enemy's courage in one fell swoop! In this battle, everyone's military merits can be boundless! ”

He had to wait for the northern captives to gather more, thinking that victory was in sight.

There is only one such good opportunity.

Even if the city wall is really broken through a few places, it will not hesitate to fall into a bloody battle temporarily.

Heralds shouted along the ramparts, boosting the morale of the defenders in the face of the new situation.

It's been the middle of the night, and no one is not tired.

But there are too many enemies, they can attack in turns, and someone always gets rest.

The defenders were much smaller, and even if there was rotation, they could only go to fill their stomachs and rest for a while.

Now, the sound of "sudden provocation" sounded one after another outside the city, cheering and cheering, shouting to kill and shake the sky.

The more their companions were killed or wounded, the more bloody they were, like brute beasts.

"What are these Tartars dozen? Fill that hole without fear of death? ”

“…… Whatever, they've already killed Red-Eye anyway. If they really let them attack, we will all have to die. ”

A group of soldiers resting under the walls of the city looked at each other, and then asked the leader, "How is it?" Do you still have cramps in your calves and arms? ”

He was answered by a shout from above: "The General Staff has a life!" What the city has in store for the Tartars, the big guys know! It's useless now, just don't be afraid! have withstood it, this battle, everyone's military achievements are boundless! ”

"The General Staff has an ......"

The voice gradually spread away, and someone among the resting soldiers said, "Yes, how many good guys have been transported over there in Huailai?" The loud noise in the north of the city before, was it accidentally dug up by the Tartars? ”

"Head, go and ask for orders to go up the city wall! I want to see that! ”

“…… Rest for a while, don't be in a hurry, just wait for the order from above. ”

The leader was the veteran, who knew that the next step would be even more dangerous.

It's not a fear of war, it's just ...... The military merits are boundless, and it is better to have a life to enjoy.

When the order came, it was natural to go up and take over.

The order hasn't come yet, so let's take a break.

In the distance, hearing the news that the ladder was only a few dozen horses away from the city wall, I turned over and rode on his warhorse.

"Blow the horn!"

The Great Khan moved, and from where the Great Khan was, the dull sound of a trumpet was heard.

At the darkest hour just before dawn, the Tatar army finally launched a general offensive to the east and north.

This did not mean that the captives on the south and west sides of the defenders were relaxed, but they echoed them with the sound of their trumpets.

At this time, the reconnaissance cavalry on the periphery of the captive cavalry in the south hurriedly patted their horses, and then some of them also went around to the east to look for Meda.

In the chaotic and orderly battlefield, the east and north have now entered the most white-hot stage.

In the leather-reinforced carport, the Tartars finally pushed a dozen ladders under the city wall and erected the city wall.

The door panel with the iron spear head was pulled by the Ming army with iron chains in the back. Through the pulley, smash down the ladder, then lift it up again, and smash it again.

The marksmen below couldn't break the chain, because they were pulling it with a pulley, and they couldn't see the soldier pulling the doorway behind them.

Occasionally shooting a few soldiers who ventured to poke their heads out to correct the position of the door panels could not change the general trend of this thing smashing people down the ladder.

"I'm coming!"

They understood that a tall man had been hit by the thing when he had climbed a ladder, and although his back was dripping with blood, he was crying and cried.

It turned out that he was hunched with his head down.

"Push me up!"

When you are desperate, there is always someone who can burst out with incredible vitality and strength.

Above, stones, hot water, and hot oil were tilting downward, and the ground was already on fire.

In the sea of swords, mountains and fires, the Tartars had no way to retreat, and the Ming army had no way to retreat.

“Hurree！”

“Hurree！”

Scenes of struggling to be the first and falling into battle are everywhere.

In some places, there were indeed people who broke through the city walls, and the scarlet bloodthirsty eyes began to fight desperately after staring at the opponent.

It's just a little bit there.

Jining City is about to break!

At this time, some of them saw a pile of things behind the sword player, and a nervous Ming army with torches next to them.

On the city walls in the east and north of Jining, many people are anxiously waiting for the special drum beat.

In many houses in the city, there were also people who listened with bated breath.

When the sky was faintly bright, Mao Bowen put down his binoculars at the top of the tower in the east of the city, and his eyes were fixed in one direction.

It was close to about five hundred distances from the eastern wall, and there he had just seen the Great Drum of Alta.

"Drumming!"

"Knock knock...... Knock knock knock...... Knock ......"

A rhythmic drum beat sounded, and the drum beat was gradually transmitted by the relay.

"It's coming! Thunderbolt cannon, ignition! ”

On the city wall, under the city wall, there are swing-like ones, and there are trebuchets in the shape of trebuchets.

The version with a larger charge than the grenade is called the Thunderbolt Cannon.

The firearms of the Ming Dynasty are not only guns and artillery?

And in those rooms, the squad leader also heard the drums, and immediately ordered: "Pull the line!" ”

"Let's go!"

In the middle of the room, a special thin thread is wound around the pulley that stands in the room.

The three of them pulled the thread together and circled it, and the end of the thread disappeared into a bamboo tube on the ground in the corner of the room. The bamboo tube goes deep into the ground, as if there is a shaft, and at the bottom of the shaft is a pulley, which turns horizontally and leads to the distance outside the city.

In the past few months, more than 100 bamboo tubes have been dug up around Jining City.

The bamboo tube will eventually fester, but after all, this is only a killing move prepared for this battle.

At one end of these lines are the mines that had been discussed at the military council.

It is safe until these special mines, which have large quantities, are planted and the leads are connected.

And now, the lead is pulled.

First, under the city walls, the thunderbolt cannons that were thrown and thrown away caused the first round of bombardment.

Soon after......

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

To the east of Jining City, the sun has not yet illuminated this side from behind the mountains, but the huge roar and firelight that rise and fall one after another add color to the dawn for a while.

About a circular arc of lines, flowers bloomed in the soil among the northern captives, and the earth shook.

I shook my horse for a while, and looked around a little distracted and dazed.

The nearest place was only twenty or so breaths away from him.

I felt a huge shock, and suddenly felt the strangeness of the Ming army.

Why did the place that was originally very safe suddenly explode with huge earth flowers and blood flowers?

If there may be no safety anywhere under your feet, how can this battle be fought?

In the north and east of Jining City, the ladders under the city wall were bombarded by dense thunderbolt cannons, and none of them survived.

Although the degree of damage varies, this method of siege is temporarily useless.

The ends of those dirt slopes are stronger and flatter, and now it seems as if they can be rushed through.

You can really rush through, and the walls no longer need ladders or ladders to climb, just a little bit.

But suddenly there were deafening shouts on the city walls.

"Daming Wansheng!"

"Daming Wansheng!"

In response to them, there were more and more neat shouts from the south of Jining City.

"Daming Wansheng!"

"Daming Wansheng!"

Mao Bowen looked over there in disbelief.

In the telescope, a faint line and a piece of dark red slowly spread over.

After a while, a herald had arrived from the south.

"Report to the General Staff! In the south of the city, you can see the flag of the Wing Guo Gong, and the Beijing camp comes to help! ”

As he spoke, someone rushed over again, and his voice was excited.

"Report to the General Staff! In the south of the city, you can see the dragon flag of the Son of Heaven, and your majesty will drive to the south of the city! ”

Mao Bowen stood up abruptly, and asked in a trembling voice, "What did you say?" Did you read that right? ”

"Don't dare to talk nonsense! General Staff, Your Majesty is really here, and the captives in the south of the city are already turning their horses and waiting for the south! ”

At this time, the scouts riding in the south finally arrived in front of Alta.

I looked over there in disbelief.

Where is the Son of Heaven of the Ming Dynasty? In the midst of the army outside the city? In the wild? Only less than ten miles?

Jining City seems to be able to be captured, but it is always a little short, and the round of artillery fire and mines just now is making his subordinates suspicious.

I answered that my throat was thirsty.

How to decide? Do you want to give it a go?

(End of chapter)