"Roy, now you can't find anyone to send this letter back, and Timur will never agree to let us leave the camp of the army, what are you still writing to His Majesty?" Seeing Calaviyo put down his quill pen, another man with brown-black hair and brown-green eyes smiled at him.

"Alonso, even if you can't find anyone to deliver the letter, it's best to write down what you've seen and heard these days, otherwise you'll probably have forgotten the details of what happened when you return home." The man, whose full name was Roy Gozelez de Claviyo, responded with a smile as he put on his coat.

Even so, it can be written in your own diary instead of in a letter. I wrote down everything I had seen and heard in my diary. ”

"I'm used to writing letters, and even writing a diary is in the form of a letter to myself, so these manuscripts change their names a little and become my diary."

"Okay, okay," said a man named Alonso Don Quihano, "Roy, do you think the army of the Timurid Khanate will be able to capture Hami today?" ”

"If Timur's judgment of the city's fortifications was accurate, he should have been able to capture the outer city. However, even if Timur's judgment was accurate, the Ming army in the city must not be unprepared at all, and it is unlikely that the inner city will be captured. Calaviyo thought for a moment and said.

"I think so too. After he conquered the outer city, he had to fight the inner city. However, it was heard that reinforcements from the country were about to arrive, and if he could not capture the inner city at a huge cost, Timur would fall into passivity. Gihanno also said.

As the two of them spoke, they stepped out of the tent and walked towards the place where they usually observed the battle. As they were walking, a man flashed in front of them, and Calaviyo hurriedly greeted him in Khorezm: "Good morning, Fu An." ”

Fu An, who was dressed in Turkic-style robes, heard someone call him, turned his head to see that it was the two of them, and also responded in Khorezm: "Hello, Karaviyo, Jihano." ”

"Fu An, didn't you sleep well last night?" Karaviyo looked at his haggard face and said, "Fu An, even if the Timurid Khanate is attacking your homeland now, you don't have to do this. In my opinion, both the Timurid Khanate and the Ming State are very powerful countries, Timur cannot destroy your motherland, and the war will end in negotiation in the end, and you will be able to play a great role at that time. ”

Fu An smiled reluctantly and did not speak. These days, he also had a general understanding of the situation of the Castilian kingdom from which Calavio and Gihano were born, and the culture and customs were completely different from those of the Ming Dynasty, and they could not understand it when they explained it themselves.

He could only say casually: "It's hard to say." And he said, "Are you here to observe the battle?" ”

"Yes, yesterday Timur said that he would be able to capture the outer city today, let's see if it can be realized." After saying this, Karaviyo thought to himself that Fu An, as a member of the Ming Kingdom, should be more familiar with how the domestic army fights, and asked: "Fu An, do you think that the army of the Timurid Khanate can capture the outer city today?" ”

"The defenders in the city are Song Sheng and Song Xiang, veterans who have been guarding the northwest for nearly 20 years, and they will definitely keep in mind that the equipment for defending the city is about to run out, and they must be prepared, it is impossible for Timur to seize the inner city!" Fu An first made a categorical judgment, and then said: "It's just that this city defense equipment can't be changed, so the outer city probably can't hold it." ”

Calavio had already heard Fu An boast about Song Sheng, so he only paid attention to the main point, and nodded after hearing the last sentence: this is about the same as the judgment of the two of them.

"It looks like the outer city is about to fall. It's just that I don't know if the inner city can be captured before the reinforcements of the Ming Kingdom arrive. Calavio switched to Castilian and Gijuano said.

"So it seems. It was hoped that Timur would be able to capture the city of Hami without a hitch. Gihanno said. They did not support either side of the war, but they did not want the Timurid Khanate to lose too much because it was somehow an ally with Castile against the Ottomans.

While the two of them were still talking, they heard a voice from the front: "Calaviyo, Gihano, do you two want to watch the fall of Hami with me?" ”

Karaviyo hurriedly looked up and saw Timur standing not far away, smiling as he looked over.

"Good morning, Great Khan." Calavio and Gihano hurriedly bowed three times.

"Good morning." Timur returned the salute, said a few more words to them, turned his head and said to Fu An: "Fu An, I remember that you are a native of Henan Province in the Ming Kingdom, and these killed Khitans will not have your relatives and friends, or even fellow villagers, there is no need for you to be so unhappy." ”

"In the future, when I conquer the headquarters of the Ming Kingdom and crown Shaharu as the king of the East, I will appoint you as the prime minister and assist him in ruling the vast land and the large population, and your power will be far greater than your current power in the Ming Kingdom."

But even after hearing Timur's words, Fu An didn't show any special expression. There was no superfluous expression on his pale face, just a salute and an answer.

Seeing this, Timur stopped talking and continued to the high platform.

After a while, he came to the place where he usually observed the battle situation, and gestured to Jesbourg. Jesbu bowed and proclaimed, "Siege!" ”

Hearing this command, the Semu man, who was originally standing loosely at the front of the formation, straightened his body and raised the sword and gun in his hand.

Standing behind them, the Samarkand team raised their spears and walked forward, forcing the Lusts in front of them to leave. Many of the people were reluctant, but could only move forward.

As in the previous days, when they reached a distance of about sixty feet from the city, there was a "whoosh" sound at the head of the city, and the crossbows with a long range began to fire arrows; When they reached a distance of about thirty feet from the city, the sound of "swish" sounded, and the archers began to wield their might.

The people of color also held their shields in their hands, and they raised them above their heads at this time. But they were still charging, forming a dense formation, and from time to time someone was hit by an arrow, screaming and falling to the ground.

But the rest of the people still kept charging. First, the team behind them would not allow them to retreat, and secondly, Zhu Shangbing, whom they hated to the core, was in the city, and they all wanted to enter the city to capture Zhu Shangbing alive, and then torture him to death with the most cruel punishment, so even if the casualties were not small, their morale was still not low, and they rushed towards the city wall.

The cannons in the back also roared, bombarding the city walls. Although Yiwu City was built according to the capital city in the interior, after all, the time was still short, and the manpower was insufficient, the height of the city wall was enough, but the thickness was not enough, and the bombardment of more than ten days had made the city wall potholed, and even if there was no ladder or rope, it could climb up for a while.

The Semu man, who rushed to the edge of the city wall, immediately threw away his shield, bit his sword in his mouth, climbed up, and then poured boiling water or boiling oil on his head, and immediately could not hold it anymore and screamed, and fell to the ground.

The archers of the Samarkands began to shoot their bows and arrows at the head of the city; The Ming archers at the head of the city also gave up attacking the infantry and fired at the archers in Samarkand instead.

The pressure of the besieging infantry was greatly relieved, and most of the second group of besiegers came to a very close place from the city, and began to build a ladder to the top of the city and climb up to the city.

The artillery of the Ming army also sounded at the right time, most of them were returning fire at the artillery of the Timurid Khanate, and a few were firing scattered shells. Small pebbles were fired from the muzzle of the cannon, covering a range of tens of feet, and all the people next to them fell screaming. Some people died in mid-air, some fell to the ground and died, and only a handful survived.

Calaviyo and Gihano stared at the situation in front of them. Although they have been watching this situation for more than ten days, they are amazed by the scale of the war every time.

In Europe, it has been a long time since the end of the Crusades there has been a war of this magnitude. Now the Zorussians in the East are at war with the Mongols, the Polish-Lithuanian United Kingdom is at war with the Teutonic Knights, England and France are at war on and off, and their native Castile is joining forces with the Venetians and Genoese against the Ottomans at sea. But these wars are at most tens of thousands of troops in a single campaign, and even wars of a few thousand people are also big wars.

What they saw in front of them was that tens of thousands of people were fighting at the same time, and there were hundreds of thousands of people waiting to fight behind them.

"If His Majesty Enrique III (King of Castile) can send hundreds of thousands of troops at a time, like Timur or Emperor Ming, no one in the whole of Europe, North Africa or even West Asia will be able to stop him, and His Majesty will restore the glory of the Roman Empire and become the greatest emperor in all of Europe since Basil I!" Calavio thought to himself.

But he was just thinking about it in his heart. Not to mention that Castile simply could not supply so many soldiers with food, and even if it could, the entrenched nobles in the country would do their best to prevent the king from having so much power.

As he was thinking in his heart, Gihano said, "Roy, look, the speed at which the Ming army in the city fires arrows is significantly slower, and there are still fewer cannons roaring. ”

"Could it be that the barrel is overheating?" Karaviyo glanced enviously at the cannons of the Timurid Khanate not far away. The power of these cannons is so great that most of the bastions in Europe cannot withstand the bombardment of the cannons.

"I've been observing the frequency of the cannon firing at the head of the city for the past ten days, and now it's definitely not to the point where most of the barrels are overheated. It must be that the Ming army did not have enough arrows and shells. Gihano said confidently.

At the same time, Timur also smiled and said: "It must be that the Ming army's fortification equipment is not enough." Pass my order, double the total strength of the siege, and break through Hami City! ”