The terrible sound of the horn conveyed the earth, the Mongols were about to seize the city, Bashan and others rode horses, with escorts, circled in front of the phalanx, and agitated the soldiers everywhere.

The fall of the Qing Dynasty was also a crushing defeat for the Mongols, and the nascent Mongol Khanate desperately wanted a victory to boost morale and keep the Mongol nobility in their interests.

For ordinary herdsmen, they took refuge in the Ming Dynasty, and generally speaking, it was still a bitter herd, but for the Mongolian upper nobility, it was impossible for the Ming Dynasty to let them control the tribe anymore.

If they can't control the tribe, can't exploit the herdsmen, enjoy privileges, and satisfy their **, this will violate their interests, and they will inevitably fight against the Ming Dynasty to the end.

Most wars are fought because of the greed of a few, and then inciting some people, and finally passively involving innocent people in the war, which is not a good thing for ordinary people.

This battle was important for Korqin, and it was also important for the leaders of the Tumut tribe.

Bashan rode a horse to boost morale, and Bier Tahar also joined in, and began to promise that after taking Shenyang, there would be many rewards, gold and silver, silk, and food, and there would be no shortage of beauties.

The Mongols inquired very clearly, the Ming Dynasty was ready to relocate the people to fill Liao, rebuilt the Daning River, Jinzhou, Fushun and other cities outside the Guan, and transported a large number of food and materials to Shenyang to settle the Han people who migrated to Shenyang, so Wu Keshan said that there were so many tribal leaders willing to follow Shenyang.

Most of these Mongol tribal leaders had the mentality of robbing once, but when Bumu Butai suggested that Wu Keshan attack Shenyang, he actually wanted to prevent the Ming Dynasty from immigrating to Guanwai.

The trumpets sounded one after another, and the morale of the Horqin warriors who listened to the promise was high, and the shouts were wave after wave, as if they were preparing to do a big job.

On the city wall, the Ming soldiers were waiting for the battle, and Xie Qian led a team of generals to walk on the city wall according to the handle of the knife, and the armor rattled.

"Governor, it's on!" A general gave Xie Qian a place, pointed to the Mongols advancing outside the city, and said urgently.

The Mongols' horn continued, Xie Qian hurriedly walked to the edge of the city wall and looked out of the city, the Mongol artillery group walked in front this time, he immediately turned his head and said: "Let the enemy and the brothers on the horse face retreat first, and then order the artillery team to aim at the Mongol artillery herd!" ”

The enemy platform and horse face caused great trouble to the Mongols besieging the city, and this time the Mongols prepared to bombard the city walls with artillery carts and destroy the fortifications of the city before launching a major attack.

At this time, the front end of the Mongol running group had already entered the range of the Ming army's Foliang machine gun, and these Mongols learned from the previous experience, assembled the artillery cart, and directly dragged it with horses, which could be bombarded soon after being shelled, reducing the assembly time.

The Franc cannon at the head of the city began to roar, dozens of iron bullets whistled towards the Mongolian running group, the horses pulling the artillery carts were beaten and rolled, flesh and blood flew sideways, and the neighing sound resounded throughout the field, a cannon truck was hit by a cannonball, the huge artillery cart suddenly exploded, sawdust flew wildly, and the surrounding soldiers were stabbed and fell to the ground.

Shells were fired into the crowd, snowflakes were flying, and terrible screams were heard, but the Mongols did not determine, and soon their artillery was close to the firing distance.

The Mongols began to pull down the throwing rod and put a boulder in the leather pocket, only to see the live hook fall off, and the throwing rod bounced up suddenly, and dozens of catties of artillery stones rose into the air.

When a cannon stone hit the horse's face, the masonry shattered instantly, and the city wall was instantly dented by the cannon.

The ancestors of the Mongols relied on this kind of stone throwing machine to capture the cities of the Jin Kingdom and the Southern Song Dynasty and become the overlords of the world.

To this day, this weapon is still very powerful, but the bombardment of the Ming army quickly paralyzed these artillery trucks one after another.

These behemoths, with huge targets and wooden structures, were useless after the advent of artillery.

More than 300 years ago, the Mongols used this weapon, and more than 300 years later, they are still fast horse scimitars, and there is no progress and development with this weapon.

Seeing that the artillery cart was almost destroyed, the Mongol soldiers began to move forward, and with a wave of Xie Qian's hand, the Ming troops who had avoided the artillery attack returned to the fortifications one after another.

The Ming troops of the brigade returned to the wall, raised their self-made firearms, and aimed at the rushing enemy troops under Chengxia.

The Ming army watched from the top of the city, and the soldiers could see that the Mongols were overwhelming, pouring up like a river bursting its banks, and the Mongols pushed ladders, cave houses, and shield carts, leaning forward, pushing the equipment hard, and pressing towards the city wall.

Xie Qian looked at the equipment, being hugged forward, and couldn't help frowning, the Mongols this time they made a lot of money, and they also learned to be obedient, and made a large number of equipment cover, so as not to expose a large number of soldiers to the firearms of the Ming army.

These wooden shield carts could be pierced by the muskets of the Ming army, but the scattered bullets fired by the Franc machine, especially the iron sand, could be blocked by most of them.

The Mongol army advanced at the sound of the horn of attack, and this time the warriors of Korqin took the lead, and rushed ahead of the soldiers of the Tumut tribe.

The sound of "bang, bang, bang" on the city wall rang out, and a rain of bullets roared, and the planks of the shield cart were pierced by the guns, and a scarlet blood flower bloomed on the soldiers behind them, and they were put down by a gun.

The Mongols in the front row kept falling to the ground, and the huge ladder was hit by a cannonball and suddenly broke, and the soldiers below immediately panicked and died.

The warriors of Korqin tasted greatness, but with the Great Khan personally supervising the battle, they could only charge forward.

As the Mongol army advanced, the Mongols came within range of their bows and arrows, and at last they could not be beaten all the time, and they stood fifty paces away from the wall, hiding behind shield carts, and shooting at the head of the city.

The Ming army lowered its guns from both sides of the battlements, but the Mongolian arrows could not penetrate the city wall, but the Ming army's guns often pierced the wooden shield wall and killed the Mongolian soldiers behind.

But after all, there is a shield wall, better than nothing, the Mongols with the advantage of numbers, shot a black arrow net to the city, the casualties on both sides are relatively heavy, there are constantly Mongols like mowing grass to be knocked down, and there are constantly Ming troops screaming arrows, falling down the city wall.

Under a large web of bullets and arrows, the Mongols, armed with scimitars, began to resist the ladder and approach the city wall.

The Mongols hiding in the cave also poured out, climbing up the ladder that set up the city wall, and the entire northern city of Shenyang, the Mongol soldiers were like ants.

Once the Mongols reached the foot of the city, they climbed the ladder with a long ladder, while the rest hid at the base of the wall, which was the dead end of the defenders' attack overhead.

At this time, the role of the horse face and the enemy platform at intervals in the city was highlighted.

Because they are a part of the city wall that protrudes from the city wall, much like the part of the western corrugated fort, they can attack the enemy army that climbs the city and the enemy under the base of the wall.

The Ming army shot the Mongols who climbed the city on the shooting hole of the horse's face without interruption, and the Mongol soldiers who climbed with ants fell one after another like jujubes.

Approaching the city wall, at this time it was full of corpses of Horqin warriors, all kinds of postures, and they were miserable to see.

The climbing corpses kept falling, the corpses gradually piling up, and the blood slowly collected into small streams that flowed through the white snow, melting into a thick scarlet line.

The tragedy of the Mongols at this time was also the tragedy of the whole nomadic herd.

"!" Seeing that the warriors under his command had fallen one after another, and could not climb the city wall, he remembered his promise to Wu Keshan, and in a hurry, he couldn't help but roar, and suddenly rushed forward, rushing up from a ladder.

There were people in front of him who were constantly being killed, and the screams were incessant, but Tarthaar turned a deaf ear, and just rushed forward with all his might, showing his bravery.

However, when he rushed to the city not far away, the city suddenly dropped a black and flickering thing, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat, his mind did not react, his body jumped directly off the ladder, directly grabbed a long ladder on the other side, and heard an explosion next to him, and the ladder next to him had collapsed!

These huge weapons that once made great contributions to the cold weapons can now be destroyed with a single earth-shattering thunder.

Biltahar didn't care so much, there was a rain of bullets all around, and to stop was to wait for death, so he scurried up the ladder, but before he could get to the ground, there was a spear on the city gun, which stabbed against his body, and he immediately grabbed it, and then used his strength to leap over the city.

Biltahar, who has been eating meat for many years, is extremely strong and strong, and he is a warrior of Horqin, but the scene in front of him makes him frightened.

He jumped on the top of the city, and the dense Ming army waved his gun and fired, and he rolled and dodged most of the attacks, but he was still hit by a few bullets.

The guards who followed the city of Biltahar hurriedly ascended the city through the long ladders on both sides after the ladder was bombed, but they were overturned one by one.

There was no follow-up support, and the son of the Great Khan, who was very strong, powerful, and full of desire for victory and glory, was soon forced into a corner, wielding a scimitar weakly.

He was the first to go to the city, but soon fell into a desperate situation, the Ming army first gave him a few guns, and then rushed up, instantly stabbing him into a blur of flesh and blood.

The Ming army didn't know his identity, and the corpse was used as a rolling stone by the people, smashed down the city, and was discovered by the warriors of Horqin, and the morale of the army was suddenly discharged.

Ba Shan is commanding his subordinates to attack, there have been several ladders on the city, the Mongolian warriors rushed up frantically, the city from time to time there are earth-shattering thunder falling, the battle is bloody and tragic, but gradually there are Mongolians to kill the city.

Xie Qian's reserve forces had all been invested, but at this moment, a hurried sound of Mingjin withdrawing troops sounded under the city, "Dang!" While! While! ”

The bell was very harsh, and the Mongols under the city did not understand why, but they still retreated, and the Ming soldiers took the opportunity to leave all the Mongols who had not had time to retreat from the city.

Under the city walls, the defeated Mongol soldiers dragged their weapons and retreated like a tidal wave.

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