"It's thundering! It's thundering!"
Outside Xuanfu Town.
Duoduo, who was lying in the central army tent, was awakened by the thunder and the shouting of his personal soldiers.
He quickly stood up, walked out of the tent and looked at the sky in the distance.
The sky, which was clear just now, was now covered with dark clouds. Thunder rumbled from far away and the air was suddenly filled with a damp smell.
"Tenth Prince, we haven't attacked the city for several days. Are we going to attack the city today?" asked a personal soldier.
After three days of unsuccessful siege, Duoduo ordered the entire army to rest on the spot and not attack the city for the time being.
There was no way out. With the help of various firearms, kerosene, grenades, and rolling logs and rocks, the entire Xuanfu town was impregnable!
Although the casualties in these three days were not many, they were still quite a lot.
The Han and Mongolian Eight Banners suffered more than 4,000 casualties, and the Manchu Eight Banners also suffered hundreds of casualties, with the total number approaching 5,000!
If these five thousand people were all from the Eight Banners of Han and the Eight Banners of Mongolia, he would not feel any pity.
(Before the Qing Dynasty entered the Pass, most casualties were counted only in the Manchu Eight Banners, and casualties in the Han Eight Banners and the Mongolian Eight Banners were not included in the statistics.)
but...
The casualties of the Eight Banners were too much for him to bear, especially for the death squad members wearing double armor. Every death was one less.
They are all Sauron soldiers, the real sharp sword of the Eight Banners!
The Solon people in the late Ming Dynasty refer to the indigenous people living in the forests and grasslands in the middle and upper reaches of the Heilongjiang River. If divided by tribes, they belong to the Wild Jurchens, the Donghai Jurchens and the Sheng Jurchens.
Due to the harsh living conditions and primitive lifestyle, their physical strength, endurance and physical fitness are much stronger than ordinary people.
In order to expand the population and military strength, Jiannu often went north to capture the people of the Jurchen tribe and other tribes, and brought them back as slaves or soldiers. They even made them wear double armor, called them "dead soldiers", and drove them as vanguards.
Because the Solon people were uncivilized, after being abducted by the Jiannu, they were willing to accept their new life, accept the rewards from the Jiannu, and obey their orders.
"How many death warriors are left in the Bordered White Banner?" Duoduo shook his head and asked the personal soldier beside him.
"Replying to the Tenth Prince, there are 974 people who can fight."
"Hmm..." Duoduo nodded, and his heart finally settled down.
These people are his confidence!
With these people charging ahead, we will definitely be able to capture the small town of Xuanfu.
The Ming army defended the city by relying on strong fortifications and using cannons.
Now that heavy rain is coming, can the Ming army's artillery still defend the city as before?
joke!
Even if the Ming army's artillery had measures to protect against rain, their artillery could not perform to its usual strength.
More importantly, the Ming army’s fire attack method would be completely ineffective in the rain!
Although the rain and slippery weather were not conducive to siege, they had a great advantage over the Ming army!
"Order all units to gather their troops and prepare to attack the city! Heavy rain is coming, so there is no need to bring firearms!"
After receiving the order, the personal guards did not dare to stay and ran away to pass the news to various departments.
Not long.
Upon receiving the news, troops from various groups began to gather and prepare to attack Xuanfu Town.
The pontoon bridges and ladders prepared in advance were pushed out one after another by the Eight Banners soldiers and placed at the front of the army formation.
Teams of Eight Banners soldiers, holding flags, shields and swords, stood behind, ready to go.
In front were the siege soldiers, behind were the covering archers, and further back were countless Eight Banners soldiers lined up, ready to take over at any time.
In Xuanfu Town.
Yan Yingyuan stood on the city wall, holding a clairvoyant in his hand, his expression becoming increasingly solemn.
What you fear will come to you.
He had been praying that it wouldn't rain in recent days, but he never expected that the rain would actually come.
Lieutenant General Li of the Fifth Army Camp held the same clairvoyance and had a similarly solemn expression on his face.
Guerrilla General Ding Yi's face was also extremely ugly. He looked at the Rumi gun in his hand and felt powerless.
When there is no rain, this is a sharp weapon; when it rains, it is a fire stick.
"Lord Yan, how are we going to defend today?" Ding Yi asked with a worried look on his face.
Yan Yingyuan knew that he could not panic, as he was the backbone of Xuanfu Town.
If he panics, the defenders and the people will panic too.
Once the defenders and the people panic, the entire Xuanfu town will fall into chaos.
"Order to move thirty small and medium-sized cannons to the city gate. The defenders on each wall should immediately set up tents above the cannons, cover them with oilcloth, raise the inside, and prepare more gunpowder and projectiles."
People invented oilcloth (rainproof cloth) in the Spring and Autumn Period. The production process is very simple. Tung oil is applied on the fabric and then dried to make rainproof cloth.
"Wait..." Yan Yingyuan felt something was wrong.
Setting up the tent at this time is equivalent to telling Duoduo where he should focus on defending.
"Notify the defenders on the east, west, and south walls to set up the tents in the shortest possible time. The fewer artillery pieces there are, the more tents we should put up. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir."
As Yan Yingyuan's order came out, the defenders and the people immediately got busy.
These are all supplies prepared in advance. You just need to take them out, tie them up and fix them on the city wall.
Duoduo used his clairvoyance to see the densely packed tents on the city wall, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.
At this moment, he felt like he had no desire to live.
Who is this Yan Yingyuan?
No matter how he attacked the city, Yan Yingyuan would find a way to break it.
I waited so long for the rain to come, but I didn't expect that the other party had prepared a large number of tents.
But the arrow is on the string and must be shot!
Duoduo was riding on his horse with a calm look on his face.
He is waiting.
Waiting for the wind to come, waiting for the rain to come.
When it rains and storms, it is the best time to attack the city.
The bugler behind him and the soldier in charge of signaling flags stood quietly on both sides, also waiting patiently.
call--
The north wind began to howl.
The general's flag behind Duoduo fluttered in the wind.
He tightened his clothes and looked into the distance.
Dust was flying in the strong wind, and dark clouds with drizzle began to approach from afar.
Duoduo could no longer conceal the joy in his heart. He looked at the city that was gradually becoming blurred in the distance and laughed wildly in the wind.
"Hahaha! God help me!"
On the distant city wall, Yan Yingyuan was wearing black armor.
The skirt armor under him, the red tassel on his helmet, the flag and tent behind him were flying in disorder in the howling north wind.
The defenders and civilians behind him held shields, bows and crossbows, spears and various swords, and stood in the wind, ready for battle.
Swish, swish, swish!
The drizzle hit my face, making it so itchy that I couldn't help but scratch it.
The dry city wall was soon moistened by the drizzle and began to become slippery.
As the north wind grew stronger, the drizzle turned into heavy rain.
As the wind and rain grew stronger, their vision became increasingly blurred.
Just when everyone thought that the Jiannu had given up the siege, a sharp-eyed Ming soldier shouted, "The Jiannu are coming, they are attacking the city."
boom!
Nine red cannons hidden in the tent fired at the same time, destroying a pontoon bridge and a ladder at the same time.
The Jiannu soldiers hiding inside were killed or wounded, and the blood instantly dyed the ground red.
However, more pontoon bridges and ladders were accelerating towards the city walls.
Yan Yingyuan drew his bow and arrow, his eyes wide open as he shouted, "Gentlemen, let's kill the enemy together today, and fight to the death!"
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