At noon on December 15th, Jiannu's army arrived in Zhuozhou.
Due to the possible fierce revenge of Jiannu, Zhao Lie did not send out troops and stayed overnight.
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The bloodline of a king, the royal family of the Kingdom of Jin died here, he believed that Jiannu would take violent revenge, but Zhao Lie did not want to lose precious manpower.
He spent countless money, food and hard work to train Ye Bushou in the Zhuozhou battle. and the cavalry suffered heavy losses, which made Zhao Lie feel heartbroken and bleed.
When Li Heng, An Yongde, Zhao Lie and others received the report that the slave-building army was several miles away from the city, they hurriedly got up and headed to the north city.
Standing on the gate tower of Tongji Gate in Zhuozhou, looking from a distance, the cold light of soldiers and armors flashed everywhere.
The Jiannu cavalry covered the whole north of the city within sight.
The dazzling cold light of soldiers and armors was everywhere.
The nearest cavalrymen arrived.
More than half a mile away from the city, their ferocious faces were faintly visible.
At this time, Li Heng was sweating through his clothes again.
It is said that winter clothes are not thin, but Mr.
Li couldn't bear the sweat.
He didn't know where the sweat came from.
Even his forehead was covered with sweat beads.
The momentum of the slave formation this time was not comparable to that of Tabai's troops last time.
The formation of more than 20,000 people and the cavalry crowded the plain north of the city.
Various Baylor, Gushan Ezhen, Mele Ezhen, The flags of Jiale'ezhen and Niulu'ezhen were fluttering in the wind, and more than ten bright yellow flags and canopies were erected at the back of the military formation.
That was where Huang Taiji was.
Zhao Lie raised the monocular and looked into the distance where the canopy was.
He could faintly see a tall figure wearing bright light armor, surrounded by a group of Jiannu army generals.
He must be the current King of the Great Golden Khan, Huang Taiji.
Zhao Lie estimated the distance.
It has to be five miles away, so there is no need to worry about our own six-pounder cannon and nine-pounder cannon.
Insufficient range.
"Francisco, can this cannon hit there?"
Zhao Lie asked.
Most of the ten cannons brought by the Portuguese were 12-pounders, with only two 18-pounders.
In order to defend Zhuozhou, they are now placed on the four city walls.
Among them, two 18-pounders, two 12-pounders and Five nine-pounder and six-pounder marching guns were placed at the north gate.
"Master Zhao.
The eighteen-pounder cannon and the twelve-pounder cannon can hit the enemy chief.
However, there is no crosshair."
Before Francisco could answer, Lu Ruohan replied in his weird Cantonese.
Zhao Lie didn't expect the smoothbore cannon of this era to have any sight, but he must not make Jiannu feel comfortable.
He ordered the Portuguese gunners to bombard the canopy.
These guns were treasures of the Portuguese.
In order to further open up the Ming market, the Macau Assembly Hall decided to donate them to the Ming court.
Therefore.
The Portuguese attached great importance to it and would not allow Zhao Lie's gunners to handle it.
It could only be operated by Portuguese gunners.
After a stick of incense preparation, the Portuguese gunner finally took aim and loaded the ammunition.
Fire artillery bombardment.
The dull sound of the boom spread, and a large plume of smoke rose above the city.
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Four projectiles rushed into the air under the firing of the propellant, followed by a howl that broke the air.
Huang Taiji was discussing the siege of the city with Mang Gurtai, Azig and other Baylors.
Suddenly they heard the roar of artillery on the city top.
Even the Ming Dynasty did not have many artillery.
Most of them were in the navy.
Most of the artillery on land were in Jiubian, especially in Liao Town and the capital.
Since they entered the customs, they had encountered the Ming army's big Flangji in Sanchatun.
Most of the other cities were just small Flangji bronze cannons and tiger squatting cannons.
They were now five miles away from the city.
Of course they didn't expect that There was still a huge cannon in a small state city, and I was silently surprised for a while.
Four projectiles landed two hundred steps behind Huang Taiji.
As the men and horses neighed miserably, more than ten Mongolian men fell to the ground and struggled for their lives.
Huang Taiji's inner guards broke out in cold sweat.
They hurriedly stepped forward to protect Huang Taiji and then turned back.
Just kidding, if the king of Dajin was hit by a cannon from the Ming army, these guards would not even think about it even if most of them had meritorious service.
Stay alive.
Huang Taiji sneered at the top of the Zhuozhou city.
Well, he really dared to fight.
Since entering the pass, many Ming army defenders did not even dare to make a sound as long as the Jin army did not attack the city first.
Zhuozhou city did not wait for the Jurchen army to set up camp.
I couldn't wait to start the bombardment, and it was really amazing.
Huang Taiji stubbornly did not turn back.
After a few hundred breaths, the second cannon was fired.
This time, three projectiles landed nearly a hundred steps behind Huang Taiji and others.
More than ten people and horses threw themselves on the ground, struggling and howling.
Extremely harsh.
This time, the guards on both sides pulled the bridle of Huang Taiji's black horse, turned the horse's head, and rushed back.
When they turned back for more than a mile, artillery roared again at the top of Zhuozhou City, and four projectiles chased after them.
This time, they fell on Huang Taiji.
Waiting a hundred steps behind others.
The projectile stumbled forward to a place forty steps away from Huang Taiji, and even knocked two of the imperial guards off their horses.
This was the most dangerous moment.
Mang Gurtai lamented how such a Nikan could be so inaccurate.
Woolen cloth.
After that, everyone galloped up their horses and did not stop until they were ten miles away.
Huang Taiji's face was as dark as water.
If he hadn't taken the face of the king into consideration, he would have burst into anger.
Huang Taiji suppressed his anger and ordered a large camp to be set up here.
He did not plan to attack Zhuozhou until he found out the true situation of the Denglai army in Gu'an.
It’s not that he is worried about Gu’an’s aid to Zhuozhou.
There are not a large number of cavalry who are here to die when their troops encounter Jurchen cavalry on the Gyeonggi Plain.
What he is worried about is that the losses in the attack on Zhuozhou will be too heavy.
The Ming army in Gu’an is also like the Ming army in Zhuozhou.
With strong fighting power, something unexpected might happen.
The Zhuozhou Guardsmen on the top of Zhuozhou City cheered, and the king of the Jin Kingdom was blown away by the cannon.
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The cannon was so powerful that the original nervousness was relieved.
Even Li Heng, the newbie in the battlefield, and Magistrate Li were looking around with a smile, twirling their beards, looking at the scene of cheering soldiers, and felt relieved.
Zhao Lie, Huang Han and other soldiers of the Polu Army below were silent.
They had experienced many fierce battles with Jiannu.
This thing is really not worth mentioning.
This cannon is just like this.
It doesn't have too high accuracy, but it is still solid.
Bullets, limited destructive power.
As for the cheers, it’s better to skip it.
Where is this?
If a few cannons can repel the Jian Nu, why did Liao Town, which had so many artillery pieces, be beaten by the Jian Nu and lose its city and territory?
I can only say that the soldiers of the Zhuozhou Guards We really have never seen the world, and we are all beginners on the battlefield.
At noon, both armies began to bury pots and make rice.
Things inside and outside Zhuozhou temporarily became quiet.
Li Heng also returned to the official office.
There were also many gentry in the city who needed to calm down.
These people were waiting near the official office, and everyone was anxious and uneasy.
They knew that if they built slaves and destroyed the city, their money and women would not be good.
Now they got together and discussed paying for labor to keep the city intact.
They were all waiting outside the official office for the prefect Li Heng.
In addition, every time there is an accident, some snakes and rats take the opportunity to cause chaos, and the government officials in the city are also running around, which requires Li Heng to return to the official office to take charge.
After lunch, Jiannu's brigade began to build a camp ten miles away.
Since the Ming army almost never dared to take the initiative to attack, Jiannu's camp was just so-so.
Towers were a must, and trenches were dug by coating, that is, The depth is only one foot, and the width is only one foot.
If the Ming army has the courage to come and attack, this is what Jiannu wants.
Nurhachi sent ten Niulu to capture the Ming people in all directions.
This was already the old Jurchen method of attacking fortified cities.
They drove the Ming people to attack the city, consuming the defenders' baggage and shaking the morale of the defenders.
Finally, the armored soldiers came down with a drum.
Fang Ximen scolded a group of Han soldiers to dig deep trenches.
This is the job of being a slave.
Whenever they set up camp, the Han soldiers and Baoyi have to do the most tiring work.
In the words of the Jurchens, Nikan is timid and cowardly. , If you don't wait for the battle formation, what's the use if you can't even dig trenches well?
Fang Dongmen and Lu had a hard time digging through the frozen soil.
Fortunately, they only needed to dig out three feet of frozen soil, and it was much easier to dig below.
Of course, it was extremely laborious to dig out the frozen soil, and the two of them only dug for half an hour.
He was already out of breath, but he had only dug half a man deep.
Fortunately, Fang Ximen gave the order to rest for a while, and the two of them fell down in the ditch, breathing heavily.
Even in the winter, they were sweating all over their bodies, and white steam came out of their heads from the rising sweat.
This was the case for the entire Han army.
"Brother Fang, how come the Jurchen gentlemen have been so bad-tempered these past two days?
They whip themselves at every turn and chop people with their waist knives.
It's really scary."
Lu You looked around with lingering fear.
The Jurchens we encountered in the past two days were all very violent.
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The people in the Han army were not as good as they wanted.
They were whipped in the lightest way, and hacked to death in the worst.
Several Han soldiers had been killed for no reason, and dozens of Han soldiers had been whipped.
Now the Han soldiers Everyone in the military is in danger.
"Hiss, be silent," Fang Dongmen looked around carefully, "What do you know, kid?
The six sons of the old Khan King were killed in battle a few days ago.
This army is here to take revenge.
You kid, be careful, don't let Master Jurchen catch you.
If you live in the wrong place, huh, you may die or lose your skin."
Lu You's small triangular eyes widened to their maximum size and he looked at Fang Dongmen in disbelief.
Who is the sixth master?
This master is the sixth son of Lao Zhuskin.
He has been leading the troops in Liangxiang.
He was killed in battle after not seeing him for a few days.
Okay, no wonder the Jurchens all jumped up.
The road is a bit narrow, so I try to walk around the Jurchens in recent days, so as not to take the anger out on myself.
"Boy, don't talk nonsense.
My brother secretly told me this, you know."
Fang Dongmen glared at Lu You.
"Brother Fang, don't worry.
I, Lu You, have always been strict with my words and never spread random words."
Lu You said with a flattering smile.
Fang Dongmen nodded, Lu You was quite tight-lipped, otherwise he wouldn't have mentioned this kid, but he saw that this kid was extremely good and didn't want his life to be ruined in vain.
After resting for a while, a group of Han soldiers continued to work, digging trenches in this winter.
Their bodies were hot and their hands and feet were cold.
This is the torture of this work.
In the evening, Han people were being escorted back one after another.
Their wails and cries echoed on the road.
Some Jiannu soldiers couldn't bear their children's cries and the adults ordered them to kill them directly with swords and guns.
The smell of blood filled the air, and there were almost no cries. , blood threatens everything.
Fang Dongmen and Lu You lowered their heads to work, not wanting to see the miserable conditions of the Han people.
Although they had seen such scenes many times since entering the customs, they still had not adapted to it.
After all, they were also Han people.
Seeing the Jurchens killing Han people wantonly, They really couldn't bear it, so they had no choice but to look or hear, out of sight and out of mind.
Of course, they had another job at night, guarding the Han people.
This was a lucrative job, but it also required ruthlessness to do it.
After all, the Han people hid some money secretly in order to eat well, stay warm, and not die of cold and hunger.
It was used to bribe the Han army, and those who had no money or food were exchanged for women, so that people like Han Laoliu could be like a fish in water again.
To be continued.
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