Flanking and harassing cavalry and shooting is a man's housekeeping skill, and Ortai is no exception, and this set has long been familiar with it. The centaurs drew their bows and arrows under Ortai's call, and only waited for an order to shoot the first round of arrows.

In their eyes, these inexperienced and clumsy infantry were targets made of meat, and the slowness of these people was simply outrageous, and they showed no sign of responding to the situation where the flanks were almost completely exposed. Are their commanders too stupid, or are the people too stupid to command? This is the same as the combat quality shown during the siege of the city that day, which is simply like heaven and earth.

Immediately, Ortai was stunned. I have long heard that the southerners are good at defending the city, but they are clumsy in field battles, but I didn't expect it to be so disparity.

Seeing that his opponent was the virtue in front of him, Ortai sneered, Akzia has been defeated in the hands of this group of pig-like fools several times, it is really a shame for the banner people, and he is embarrassed to claim that he is a person from the Xinjueluo family, if he had been in favor of Yintu, he would have expelled this person who has affected the reputation of the family from the door wall. Of course, these thoughts were only fleeting in Ortai's mind. The flanks and rear of the Minzhuang Heng are already close at hand, so when will it not be necessary to give the order to attack at this time?

"Everyone, prepare!"

Ortai was the first to pull back the feathered arrows that had already been placed on the bowstring, and the riding bow was immediately drawn from the bowstring into a full moon. Then the tense muscles of the arm suddenly relaxed, and the "roar" of the feather arrows accompanied the horse's hooves on the ground and left the string, and the rain of arrows suddenly exploded. What followed was not the screams of the Nanren after being hit by the arrow, but a deafening explosion. Ortai's first reaction was the southern ** cannon, and then he only felt a cold left side of his face, and when he raised his hand to touch it, it turned out to be a hot and wet piece of blood, and the explosions were heard one after another, Ortai tightly pressed the saddle, for fear that the horse would turn himself to the ground after being frightened. Obviously, his worries were superfluous, the horse had no chance to be frightened at all, the violent explosion broke the front legs of the war horse, hundreds of pounds of war horses fell to the ground and rolled forward, Ortai's left foot was stuck in the horse pedal, and he was carried forward by the huge war horse, and he only felt that the bones of his whole body had been broken apart.

The horse team that followed behind Ortai suddenly fell into panic and chaos, with stumps and broken arms flying blood, and the huge and continuous explosions startled the war horses and scurried in all directions. A burst of applause erupted from the construction site, and the people clapped their hands, as if to see off the fleeing Tartar cavalry.

Ortai had a great life, and miraculously survived under the kicking of the horse, and he finally got rid of the stirrup that was stuck in his left foot with great effort, and got up, not bothering to check whether there were any missing parts on his body, and ran away, but his whole body fell forward as soon as his feet were weak, and he didn't know anything when it was dark in front of him.

Ao Bai on the hillside saw the tragic scene outside Xicheng clearly, and he had a different understanding of this compared with Ortai and others. Ortai and his horse team thought it was a Nanren cannon, but Ao Bai clearly saw that there was no cannon at all, and the explosion seemed to have rushed out from underground. Although he has been fighting since he was a teenager, and he has fought hundreds of battles in large and small battles, he has never seen such a strange event as today.

What kind of secret weapon is this? At this moment, Ao Bai felt that he still despised Sun Chengzong, the good minister of the Ming Dynasty. Just a thousand people came to attack the city where he was in charge, although it was a small city, isn't it a little too much!

The Qing attack had to be halted by the appearance of a secret weapon in Gaoyang City, and Ao Bai gathered several soldiers who had escaped back to the barracks to inquire about the situation carefully, and all kinds of descriptions came together, and he was keenly aware that this secret weapon was apparently coming from the ground and triggered by a stampede.

"Landmines? Good name! Li Jiaoxi can always surprise the official! ”

Lu Zhifan looked at the iron lump on the ground in the blacksmith shop in the west of the city, and carefully looked at the uneven lines on the surface of the iron lump, and the middle was still hollow. His eyes were full of excitement, with this thing Tartar wanted to get close to the city wall, it would not be so easy. Imagine the fate of stepping on a landmine and dying in the face of the unknown, who can fearlessly charge forward?

Therefore, Lu Zhifan's excitement was not only because he saw his lethality, but more importantly, he saw the psychological deterrent power of the weapon of landmines to the enemy all the time.

"Although this thing is good, the raw materials are not as ubiquitous as cement, and flint and iron, which is the main raw material, are very scarce!"

There were half-finished mines on the wooden shelves, and Lu Zhifan casually picked up a bamboo tube that was drawn out as a fuse, only to see that the bamboo pipe was sealed with wax throughout, and then turned to look at Li Xin.

"This is the fuse?"

Li Xin nodded and said, "Exactly!" ”

"Can't flint be replaced by something else?"

"Of course you can, clay pots, real pots can replace this iron lump, but flint is not more easily obtainable to replace it!"

In his previous life, as an avid fan of military history, Li Xin naturally knew more than one method of making fuses from various forum posts, and only flint was the easiest material to obtain during the Ming Dynasty. In addition, the core principle of using flint as a fuse is also very simple, and it is roughly equivalent to that of later flint fire machines. Fix a flint in the bamboo tube, put sulfur powder and an appropriate amount of black powder, and then probe a reed that is only half the length of the bamboo tube into the bottom of the bamboo tube, and finally put an iron rod with a file pattern on the surface close to the flint half, and put it on top of the reed, so that it can bear a certain pressure, so as to prevent misoperation. Once the fuse is triggered, the file-covered iron rod moves inward and rubs against the flint, causing sparks to ignite the highly flammable sulphur powder.

The principle is not difficult, but in practice, it has encountered many problems that were previously ignored only by theory. The biggest point is that the soil is damp, and it is easy for the fuse to fail due to moisture. In the end, it was the old ironworker who proposed to use wax seals to prevent moisture, which solved this problem.

Li Xin's words disappointed Lu Zhifan, and he sighed and said: "It is a matter of life and death in Gaoyang, no matter how difficult it is, it must be overcome, and this official will go back to mobilize the people of the whole city to donate iron and materials." Then he gave a fist to the old ironworker. Here, I ask the old man to do his best, and always make as many mines as possible before the next siege of the Tartars. ”

The old ironworker's cloudy old eyes flashed with excitement. "Adults say that the life and death of this Gaoyang City fall on the old man, and the old man will fight for this old man's life, and he will count enough of this thing!"

The next day, the Tartars did not attack the city again, and the camp was surprisingly calm. Lu Zhifan took this opportunity to lead people to lay mines on a large scale outside the construction site in the west of the city overnight, and he really persuaded the rich families in the city to donate their ironware, pottery, and porcelain. How many shops there are. The renovation of the city wall in the west of the city is related to the life and death of Gaoyang, so he had to make mines and bury mines regardless of the cost. For three days, thousands of them were buried. This time, Lu Zhifan had some confidence in his heart, and one person and one thunder also killed those dog tartars.

So from the third day, a large number of people began to go out of the city for construction. Previously, the Tartar burned some wood, but the fire was relatively short, so the loss was not large. Except for some of the wood carbonized on the surface, most of them are intact, and everyone is full of energy, and the progress of cement and stone pouring is actually ahead of schedule. At the same time, a team of 1,000 people was sent to practice outside Xicheng in turn every day, not only to protect the people, but also to give them confidence.

For another three days in a row, Gaoyang City was safe and sound, and the Tartars outside the city were a little too quiet. Li Xin began to be suspicious, Ao Bai this person is by no means a brave and unscrupulous person, he has not moved for three days, he will never be afraid, or helpless, how will he move next? Li Xin didn't know anything about this, and as time went by, his heart went up and down like a bucket, and this feeling of apprehension became more and more intense.

Just when Li Xin was full of doubts, Sun Chengzong sent his second son, Sun Ji, to see him and brought good news.

"Tomorrow, the county government is going to officially give Minzhuang his name, and my father specially ordered Sun to come and ask Brother Li if he has other opinions."

This is really good news, once Minzhuang has an official status, the pension for the dead and wounded in the war will have a corresponding system to follow up, which can also save them a worry.

Li Xin had previously learned in detail about the military system of the Ming Dynasty. In the early Ming Dynasty, the military households under the guard system were the main source of military soldiers, but the Jiajing guard system gradually collapsed, and the recruitment system began to be adopted again. The most fundamental difference between the guard system and the conscription system is not the way it recruits, but the status. The status of the warriors of the Ming generation is low, and the military household under the Wei system is hereditary, although it is not a lowly status, but the low status is comparable to a lowly status, how can the children of ordinary good families be willing to join the army?

However, the conscription system is different, and soldiers are free to come and go without joining the army, which opens the door for good families to join the army. Even if you can't get an official after the war, it's a big deal to continue to go home and farm. It was based on the above two points of understanding that Li Xin proposed to formally reorganize this Minzhuang team into the Gaoyang Army.

"Does the Cabinet have a charter?"

Li Xin first greeted the courtesy, and then did not answer the rhetorical question, this matter involves too many issues, and people who are not weighty and responsible cannot pick it up on one shoulder, and Sun Chengzong meets both of these points.

"Since it is implemented one by one according to the imperial court system, the others will only be reported to the imperial court after the war!"

is worthy of Sun Chengzong, so bold, Li Xin secretly praised. The so-called report is nothing more than to ask the imperial court to ask the brigadier to make the temporary dispatch official, but don't underestimate the scale of these thousands of people, once calculated according to the system of the imperial court, there are more than a dozen military attachés such as the general manager of the seventh grade and the thousand general manager of the sixth grade.

Suddenly, a soap Li hurriedly came to report: "Li Jiaoxi, Master Dianshi, please go to Xicheng." ”

Li Xin raised his eyebrows, and an ominous premonition arose.

"But an enemy attack?"

Soap Li's tone was hesitant.

"It's not like it, you can see it when you go to the teaching!"