"Boom!"

A cannonball flew high over the parapet wall and landed in the Qi Guoshang Station, probably hitting a clearing, so it did not cause any reaction. Mahmoud put down his binoculars in disappointment, and his face became unusually ugly. These cannons fired seven or eight rounds, and only a few shells could hit the city wall, posing a deadly threat to the merchant station. Either it crossed the parapet high and smashed inside, or the kinetic energy was insufficient, and it fell in front of the city wall, making the Qi people laugh.

The former army commander Amanullah Khan was also a complete fool, in the battle of Gulnabad, in order to vent his anger, he slaughtered all the captured Persian artillerymen, and even those Qi artillery instructors were beheaded by him. So much so that although they have now captured more than a dozen artillery pieces, there are few qualified gunners, let alone blasting through the strong and tall walls of Isfahan, and even breaking this small trading post, it is particularly difficult.

A few days ago, Abdul Hakim, who took the initiative to invite Ying to come to attack the Qi State Merchant Station, saw that the opponent was well guarded and the city defense was strong, and did not even launch a tentative attack, so he immediately sent people to him for reinforcements, hoping to get more reinforcements, and also suggested that it was best to carry a few artillery pieces in order to blast through the opponent's city wall and cover the army to break the city.

Although he was extremely dissatisfied with Abdul's passive avoidance of the war because he did not want to consume his own strength, Mahmoud decided to personally lead a large army to support. In addition to wanting to quickly break through the Qi State Trading Station by thunderous means, so as to deter the Persians who were still sporadically resisting and attacking them outside the city, it was also necessary to knock those half-hearted military forces, and not think that if the Persians were defeated, they would think that the big thing was enough to reap the wealth of the entire city of Isfahan in peace.

Why were we, the Girzais, able to defeat the Persian army with less than half the strength of the Persians, and then besiege Isfahan?

While the Persians fought on their own and intrigued with each other was an important reason for their defeat, the tenacity and warlike character of our Kyrzai people, as well as their unwavering and indomitable bravery, were the key factors in victory.

While Isfahan is within reach, Mahmoud doesn't want his troops to have a risk-saving mentality right now. At this time, the Safavid Empire still had a strong influence, and although most of the governors of the local provinces were hesitating, as long as their Gilzai showed a little weakness or suffered heavy losses, it was believed that those local powerful factions would gather a large army, surround them in all directions, and strangle them under the city of Isfahan.

Mahmoud mounted his horse and ran towards the artillery position in front, and more than a dozen guards immediately followed.

Dozens of gunners of the original "Little Hornet" are scrambling to clear the chambers, reload gunpowder and projectiles, and prepare for the next round of firing. Mahmoud rushed to them in a rage, and his eyes were full of gloom when he looked at them, which immediately made everyone nervous.

These captured artillery, both in terms of model specifications and firing power, far exceed the "little wasp cannons" they operate on a daily basis, and naturally their operation process is also relatively complicated. Even the gunpowder that was attached had to be divided into several specifications, and they could only try it little by little.

As for the sighting tools on the artillery, they didn't understand it at all. When firing artillery, it is only possible to use the experience of operating the "Hornet" in the past to aim and fire in a general direction.

Seeing that the artillery was about to be fired, Mahmoud subconsciously reined in his horse and took a dozen steps back. As everyone knows, it was this act that saved his life. A gunner may have forgotten to extinguish the spark that had burst into the chamber of the gun the last time he fired, or he could have mistakenly put in too much gunpowder, and shortly after he lit the fuse, the gun suddenly exploded.

The thick barrel of the cannon was suddenly blown open, and deadly metal fragments burst out in all directions, killing the gunner and several people nearby on the spot, and more than a dozen people were wounded and fell to the ground, making the entire artillery position a mess and mourning.

But fortunately, Mahmoud was unscathed.

"God bless us!" He drew his scimitar, looked at the soldiers around him with frightened expressions on their faces, and immediately shouted loudly: "Brave warriors, in order to obtain the honor and dignity you deserve, I order you, hold on to the weapons in your hands, and attack the fortress ahead!" The riches there will be at your mercy, and the women there will be at your mercy. Attack, warriors, and get out of the castle all the Qi people who claim to be powerful and noble, and become our poor captives! ”

"God bless us!"

"Kill it!"

"Rush in and take them prisoner! …… Kill them! ”

“……”

Under the gaze of Mahmud, Abdul Hakim led more than 1,000 tribal warriors to launch a decisive charge towards the Qi State Merchant Station in front. In the other direction, the Zoroastrian Mujahid, with more than 800 tribal warriors, was also ordered to attack.

This Qi State Commercial Station, looking at the radius of only more than two hundred meters, there are certainly not many armed personnel stationed there, and its parapet wall is low, the height is no more than three meters, and you can jump up with a simple wooden ladder. Nearly 2,000 tribal warriors besieged on several sides, paying some casualties, maybe they could break it in one go.

Li Yanliang looked outside, and saw countless Afghans holding their swords, shouting, shouting, and trotting all the way to the merchant station. They had no other siege equipment except for a dozen ladders, and they wanted to break through the merchant station in such a primitive way of attacking the city with ants.

You guys look down on people too!

Just as the Afghans were about 300 meters into the commercial station, more than 20 sniper rifles (mini guns) opened fire one after another, causing the charging Afghans to be shot and fell to the ground.

Looking at their companions who fell to the ground from time to time, all the Afghan tribal warriors suddenly felt frightened.

My true god, the people of Qi can shoot a projectile that is enough to kill people at such a distance!

When the distance was more than 100 meters, and it was about to cross the shallow trench, the target of the sniper rifle began to aim at the Afghan officers and archers in the formation to attack and break the morale of the Afghans.

"Ready!"

The Afghans rushed to the front of the trench, erected several wooden ladders on the trench, and quickly climbed over them, then struggled to climb the small dirt slope on the edge of the trench.

The tribal warriors with bows and arrows in their hands have already tightened their bowstrings and are ready to rush under the parapet with all their might, and they will shoot their feather arrows at the Qi people.

The warrior wielding a scimitar had already reached the top of the slope, stared at the musketeers on the parapet with their muzzles raised, gritted their teeth, shouted and ran forward with all their might.

"Put!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ……”

Li Yanliang pulled the trigger, didn't care about watching the effect after shooting, directly handed the musket that shot into the air to his companion below, and took a musket with a good gunpowder projectile and put it on the wall again.

"Ready!"

"Put!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ……”

The battalion commander, Yan Shaowu, stood on the high platform and watched indifferently as waves of Afghan tribal soldiers fell to the ground, and then continued to charge forward feverishly, one after another, but under the continuous volley of muskets, he stopped in vain forty or fifty meters outside the parapet. They didn't even have a chance to put a wooden ladder on the side of the parapet before they were shot along the way. The few feathered arrows that were fired only caused minor injuries to two soldiers and three trading company mates.

A few hours ago, when the Afghans launched several artillery pieces from the formation, Yan Shaowu was so shocked that he almost gave Yin Shenghui, the head of the black-clothed guard who said conclusively that the Afghans did not have heavy artillery, to enforce military law on the spot.

Although, from a distance, those guns are only light army guns with a caliber of 55 mm (4-pounder) and 65 mm (6-pounder), but with the thin parapet wall of the merchant station, a few rounds of bombardment can break a hole in you. As long as people are patient enough and a few more rounds of bombardment, they may be able to knock down all the parapets.

At that time, thousands of Afghan tribal soldiers will rush in, waiting for their final fate, either all of them will die or surrender in humiliation.

However, after several rounds of shelling by the Afghans, Yan Shaowu's nervous mood relaxed again.

What kind of cannon is this? There was no accuracy at all, and after seven or eight rounds of bombardment, only two or three shells hit the parapet, and the bullets were scattered outrageously.

Co-authored, these Afghans don't know how to shoot at all!

As an artillery piece exploded for some reason, making the Afghans angry and hurriedly launching this full-scale attack, Yan Shaowu's heart became even more convinced, as long as the opponent's artillery could not pose a threat, even if thousands of your entire army launched a fierce attack, it could only be a head.

Sure enough, the Afghans hurriedly left hundreds of corpses behind and quickly retreated to their starting positions after being strongly blocked by the Qi people and the soldiers were killed and wounded in large numbers.

Mahmoud watched coldly as the defeated troops withdrew, and without saying a word, turned his horse's head and drove slowly towards the makeshift camp.

The people of Qi are really sharp-armed with firearms, and relying on a small trading station, they can easily repel the siege of the army from several sides, and they have caused me a lot of losses.

"Baradar, you lead your troops to stare at the people of Qi State. Hmph, I don't believe they can stay in there forever and never come out! ”