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Li Laiheng smiled: "Thinking of my grandfather's friend Ma Shouying, he and you are also from our own family." In terms of seniority, this clan still has to call him grandpa. It's a pity that General Ma Lao died early and couldn't see today's camp and westward expedition. In terms of age, this domain can also be regarded as the elder of General Ma Xiao. ”

Ma Shouying is the old man who broke into the camp back then.

"The last general is willing to recognize Dashuai as his father-in-law!" Ma Shouzhen hurriedly turned over and dismounted, knelt on the ground and bowed.

"Good!" Li Laiheng nodded with a smile, jumped off the horse, and helped Ma Shouzhen with both hands, "You righteous son, this clan has recognized it!" I hope that the Hui soldiers under your command can be like the army under the command of General Ma Lao back then, and make contributions to my camp! Lay down the vast Western Regions for this domain! ”

After Ma Shouzhen recognized Li Laiheng as his father-in-law, he commanded his white-hat soldiers even harder to supervise the Turkic cannon fodder siege.

The drums of war rumbled, and the mighty sea of Turkic cannon fodder poured towards the city of Yarkand. However, there are not many large-scale siege weapons, and in the desert Gobi region, there is a lack of wood, and in addition to ordering the construction of some nest cars and watchtowers for sharpshooters, Li Laiheng and Galdan only prepared simple ladders and the simplest shield carts for the cannon fodder.

When the crowd of Turkic cannon fodder approached to the point that they were only two hundred steps away from the city wall, only a row of fire was heard from the city wall, and the Russian artillery of the Turks roared, and a row of shells smashed into the crowd with a piercing whistling sound.

With a loud sound of wood breaking, a six-pound iron ball hit a simple shield cart, the wooden plank shattered, sawdust flew sideways, the iron ball was mixed with shrapnel-like sharp wooden boards, swept through the crowd, bursts of blood, stumps and broken flesh sprinkled and fell, accompanied by a terrifying sound of fractures, four Turks pushing the shield cart were shot, one of them was hit in the waist by a cannonball, and the whole person was cut in two by the waist; Another man was grazed from the shoulder by a shell, and his entire arm disappeared at once; The other two were hit by broken wooden planks and turned into sieves all over their bodies.

Anival was a little frightened, and his pace as he pushed the shield cart slowed. Several of his companions also had this thought, God knows when a shell hit the shield car, and the rudimentary shield car simply could not stop the bombardment of Russian artillery.

However, a white-hat soldier who was supervising the battle behind him ran up, his steel knife shining brightly, which frightened several Turks into shrinking their necks, and they hurriedly quickened their pace and continued to push the shield cart forward.

The Turkic gunners at the head of the city hurriedly loaded the shells and ignited the artillery. Russian-made three-pounder and six-pounder guns erupted in a series of fires, and rows and rows of shells smashed into the crowd of Turks besieging the city. The cannonballs pulled out irregular alleys of flesh and blood in the crowd, the cannonballs lifted the severed limbs into the sky, and the cannonballs with blood flowers continued to collide in the crowd, and the blood was everywhere, screaming and screaming, and countless Turks fell in pools of blood and wailed.

The counterattack of the coalition forces soon began, and the sharpshooters standing on the nest car and watchtower pulled the trigger, and looked from the top of the city, only to see that the towers in the coalition formation were constantly spewing fire, light blue gunpowder smoke curled up, and rifled gun bullets drilled into the city as if they had eyes, and the Turkic gunners appeared in bloody holes with green smoke.

The rifled gunners on camels drove the camels, overtook the shield carts, approached a hundred paces below the city, and pointed their muskets at the head of the city. With the sound of gunshots like fried beans, sparks splashed everywhere at the head of the city, and a scream came from behind the female wall battlement.

Although the Turkic gunners in the back were replenished in time, there were only more than 20 guns in the city, and there were thousands of rifled gunners in the coalition army. The guns swept indiscriminately, the Turkic gunners suffered heavy casualties, the loading of the artillery was interrupted from time to time, and corpses were already piled up next to several gun emplacements.

Although the rifled gunners suppressed the Turkic artillery, as the cannon fodder approached, the Turkic musketeers and archers at the head of the city came into play.

Arrows rained down, and Anivar saw with his own eyes that the people around the shield cart carrying improvised ladders were shot one after another by arrows, hit by bullets, and fell in large numbers in a scream. Then there was a row of gunshots like fried beans at the head of the city, and the flames were in a row, and bullets rained down.

The rifled gunners of the coalition forces outside the city nervously loaded the bullets, stuffed the Mini bullets to the end with the strip, compacted them, and then pulled out the strips, picked up the loaded rifled guns, and pulled the trigger on the remaining Turkic gunners at the head of the city.

After a short time, all the Turkic artillery was beaten dumb, although the cannon is still there, but the gunner is a technical branch, and most of the Turkic gunners are trained by Russian instructors, which is extremely valuable. The gunners were exhausted, and ordinary infantry came up to operate the artillery, and it was impossible to accurately hit the target.

After suppressing the Turkic gunners, a large number of smoothbore gunners and breech-loading rifled gunners marched to the city in a neat formation. The smoothbore gunners lined up fifty paces below the city, and the breech-loading riflegunners lined up eighty paces away.

"Put!" Galdan gave an order.

Guns rang out from below, screams and blood splattered from the city's head, and the Turkic musketeers and archers who were shooting arrows fell.

Under the cover of the powerful fire of the coalition forces, the Turkic cannon fodder team finally approached the city walls. Castles in arid desert areas had no moats, only a moat. Under the supervision of the white hats, the Turkic cannon fodder team dropped sacks of sacks, and the moat was gradually filled.

After filling in the trenches, the Turks carried improvised ladders to the wall, and groups of Turks began to climb. At this moment, the rolling wood and stones on the top of the city fell down, and the wolf's fangs slapped with the sound of whirring wind, and rolled down the improvised ladder, and a series of people were tied into a hornet's nest. Then the Turkic soldiers at the head of the city pulled the winch and retracted the wolf's tooth racket. Just when the Turkic soldiers were recovering the wolf's tooth slapper, a few roaring gunshots sounded, and the Turkic soldiers who were collecting the wolf's tooth slap were beaten into a sieve.

The fire oil cans and lime bottles at the head of the city fell like rain, and the rockets shot down with them, and the city was ablaze with fire, and many members of the cannon fodder team were on fire, crying and wailing in the sea of fire.

One ladder broke, and another ladder was erected. The corpses under the city were piled higher and higher, and many cannon fodder teams carrying sacks were shot under the city, and the corpses fell together with the sacks and piled up into a hill under the city.

Anivar was also struck by a falling stone, a rounded stone, which bounced around the city after falling from the top of the city, crushing those who fell into it. When the stone slammed into Anivar, he couldn't dodge, and the stone grazed his leg, tearing his entire left leg off his body.

Then a barrage of feathered arrows came, and Anival was shot like a hedgehog and fell under the city.

The hill of Turkic corpses and sacks approached the city, and at this moment, Ma Shouzhen drew his sword and pointed forward: "Brothers, it's time for us to go!" ”