Looking at the army that could not be seen at a glance, Lin Weiye gasped and muttered, "How can there be so many people? Isn't it said that the Tartar population is small? ”

Ma Wei explained: "Lord Commander, there are not many real Tartar people, there are really not many. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info but they have a lot of help, here is only the Han Baoyi and Yu Ding, the Han army and the Eight Banners of Mongolia, if they fight in the Liaodong area, they may also mobilize Koreans to help, there will be more people. ”

"What do you mean by Bao Yi and Yu Ding?"

"Baoyi is a slave, there are Han people and North Koreans, and Han people are the majority." Ma Wei replied, "Yu Ding is not a banner man who is not a soldier. The Tatars are known as the Eight Banners for the army, and for the people when they enter, and the army and the people are one, but in fact, not all the flag people are soldiers. When the old slave was said to be two Ding draw one, in the hands of Huang Taiji changed to three Ding to draw one, the soldier is the 'armor man', and the one who is not a soldier is Yu Ding. Yu Ding did not fight because of compulsory orders, but voluntarily followed and robbed, and brought his own weapons and armor. ”

Lin Weiye understood, the so-called Yu Ding is the reserve, and the armor man is the active service. In the old time and space TV, the pigtail drama always said that the distribution of the army Ningguta and the armored people were slaves, and this stalk came about like this. But this coated minion made him a little angry.

"Are the Han people so spineless, volunteering to be slaves to the Tartars?" Lin Weiye thought angrily, what is the difference between this and the traitors during the Anti-Japanese War?

Ma Wei sighed: "This is a long story, and it is difficult to explain in one word. Those who make coatings are not necessarily voluntary, some are for glory and wealth, and some are just for survival......"

"Just to survive, you can find a chance to escape! I heard that there are many Han people who escape from Liaodong every year, so it can be seen that there may not be only one way to kneel and lick the Manchurians. Lin Weiye interrupted him and came to a conclusion to Bao Yi, "Once you become a slave, life and death are in the hands of the slave owner, and the master can be executed if he is unhappy. It can be seen that these people are all cheap and do not deserve sympathy. ”

Ma Wei didn't know why this nominal general soldier was so hostile to Bao Yi, but he was a Shangguan, and he spoke reasonably, so he couldn't say anything more, so he kept his mouth shut.

They were discussing, and Su was not idle, staring at the approaching army, estimating the distance, and judging the best time to fire. Looking at the boundless army, his palms were a little sweaty. Although he has a future to fight with a knife and a gun, he has the experience of defending the city with both the experience of Bofu and the defense of the city alone, and he has rich combat experience, but after all, the army of the Tartars is not the Ming army in Guangdong, nor is it a rabble like the Liukou, it is the strongest opponent he has ever met in his life, and it is false to say that he is not nervous.

Although the army of the Tartars was not as neat as the array of the Qiong navy, it was much stronger than the Liukou, with the lightly armored archers in front, the armored infantry in the back, the auxiliaries on the side, and the white-armored soldiers pressing the formation, which was clearly divided and orderly.

Su Rough Leg guessed that the tactics of the Tartars may be to use the archers to suppress the firepower on the city wall, and then the cannon fodder troops take the lead, and the armor soldiers go into battle to break through the wall at a critical time, so the main force of the siege should be these armor soldiers, killing and wounding them as much as possible, which is the key to the defense of the city - in fact, the siege warfare in the era of cold weapons is much the same, the routine is almost the same, the Houjin army is stronger than the Liukou and other forces, but the fighting will, military discipline and execution are stronger, and there is no breakthrough in tactics, Su Rough Legs' guess is basically correct.

Su Thick Legs thought for a moment and gave an order: "The artillery fires three rounds, and then hides on the spot to avoid being injured by the bow and arrows, and the rest of the people hide behind the battlements, and after the archers finish shooting the arrows, put the armor soldiers in and under the wall, and wait for my order to fire." ”

The soldiers looked at each other, what kind of tactic is this? Although most of them are new soldiers, but even the storyteller knows the way of defending the city, it is nothing more than the attack and defense of the two sides of you come and go, one desperately wants to climb the city wall, the other desperately wants to drive the other party off the city wall, what rolling stones, sassal wood, wolf teeth shoot together, kill as many as you want, how can there be no reason not to fire a shot to put the enemy down the city?

Lin Weiye couldn't help but walk up to him and asked in a low voice, "Thick legs, what do you mean?" The closer the enemy gets, the more passive we become? ”

Su Rough Legs explained: "My lord, there are two reasons why I did this: first, those armored people are the main force of the siege of the city, and they are also the core of the Tartar army, find a way to kill more armored people, the Tartars will hurt their muscles and bones, and the pressure to defend the city will be smaller, after all, the archers are only auxiliary, and it is unlikely that they will be the main force to attack the city, so we don't need to engage in a war of attrition with the archers; Second, our independent regiment is a newly trained recruit, and if there are large casualties in the process of shooting with the archers, it will shake morale, so it is better to recharge and wait until the Tartars enter our pockets for a thunderous blow. You designed this stone fort yourself, and you know that the angle between the two fort faces is the most suitable position to destroy the enemy......"

Lin Weiye slapped his thigh, yes, the fortress is a concave polygon, unlike a flat city wall, and the tactics of defending the city are different.

Ordinary cities must kill and injure the opponent as much as possible at medium and long distances, otherwise the opponent will be under the city, and weapons such as artillery will lose their effectiveness due to the reason for shooting dead angles, and the front-loading smoothbore gun cannot shoot vertically downward, so it can only use cold weapons to fight hand-to-hand with the enemy who climbs up. The bastion is different, theoretically there is no dead angle for shooting, and the enemy has to face crossfire from different directions at the angle of the groove between the two convex corners, and the pressure is greater than at medium and long distances. Didn't the wave of Han troops who didn't have the cover of archers just now be beaten in this position and couldn't take care of themselves? Moreover, this tactic made full use of the strengths and avoided the weaknesses, fully taking into account the characteristics of the large number of recruits of the independent regiment who had not been tested in battle, and avoided the impact of premature casualties on morale.

He couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Rules are dead, people are alive." The fortress I designed can only be used by someone like you who is willing to use his brain. ”

Under the deployment of Su Thick Legs, the soldiers hid behind the battlements, waiting for the order to be given. From below, it looks like an empty city with no one to defend.

Sitting on his horse, Galtu moved slowly forward surrounded by Bayala. He frowned and looked ahead, what kind of play is this the enemy, is it an empty city plan? When the Han army attacked the city just now, where did the people who were full of pits and valleys go? He didn't think that such a strong opponent would make low-level mistakes, and there must be deception.

"Boom, boom, boom", one after another cannon sounded, proving that this is not an empty city plan. Seeing the swarthy cannonballs with the trajectory formed by the burning gunpowder piercing the sky and flying towards the army, Galtu breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that this was a normal siege battle within his cognitive range.