At noon, the 19th Cavalry Division had already crossed the Great Wall with artillery, and Zhu Youjian also followed to the outside of Shengjing.
Hong Chengchou met Zhu Youzhen outside the West City Gate.
"Chengchou, how is it? Have you checked the terrain on all sides?"
"Your Majesty, I will clean up this morning with a horse rider. This Shengjing City is close to the Hun River in the south, and the terrain is not wide enough. It is difficult for the army to display freely. The west and north sides are leaning on the Great Wall of Liaodong. When erected, the terrain is also uneven, and there are many boulders in the mountains. According to the generals, the best place for siege is outside the East City Gate."
"Okay, I will go to look outside the East City Gate, Gus'er, first transport all the artillery outside the East City Gate... Chengchou, is there anything happening in the city? Is there any sign of Huang Taiji breaking through?"
"Your Majesty, not yet. The people in the city are panicked and crying from time to time, but the soldiers who build slaves seem to be in no confusion. Up to now, the guards at the head of the city have not shown any restlessness."
"This Huang Taiji is really calm, wait for me to fire a few shots, and then see how he reacts."
Before leaving, Zhu Youjian specifically explained to Hong Chengchou that he must be optimistic about the city gate no matter the day or night, and never let Huang Taiji run away.
The artillery was too heavy and transported very slowly. By the time Zhu Youjian arrived at the East City Gate, it was already close to dusk, and it was obviously impossible to attack the city today.
Wang Mujiu was in a daze in the camp. Seeing Zhu Youjian, he immediately refreshed, "Your Majesty..."
"Mujiu, is there any movement at the East City Gate?"
"Your Majesty, no, Shengjing has been surrounded by Tuan Tuan. This Huang Tai Chi can really calm down."
"Calm down?" Zhu Youjian smiled, "Does he have any tricks?"
Zhu Youzhen's expression suddenly changed: "According to the order, mines and ambushes were buried outside the four gates, especially the Nancheng Gate."
Wang Mujiu's eyes became flickering: "Your Majesty, is Huang Taiji going to break through?"
"Huang Taiji shouldn't. We suddenly surrounded Shengjing. How would you give up Huang Taiji without a fight? Besides, Shengjing is the capital of slavery. There are not only a large number of concubines and important officials of Huang Taiji, but also all of them. If he wants to break through the siege, he will give us everything here.” Zhu Youjian shook his head, but his eyes drifted to the city’s head: “But it’s hard to say for others. Huang Taiji will probably send cavalry. , Ask Hauge for help."
Wang Mujiu suddenly became nervous: "Your Majesty, if Hauge returns to the army and meets the inside and outside, then don't we get the enemy?"
Zhu Youjian laughed: "So, we must first deal with the Jurchen cavalry in the city and consume the vital power of Huang Taiji."
Wang Mujiu is still not as relaxed as Zhu Youjian, "Your Majesty, even if we wipe out this cavalry, the message of our siege will be spread. There are so many herdsmen and people outside the city..."
On the surface, Zhu Youzhen is still relaxed, but in his heart, he is also a little anxious, "So, we have to take Shengjing and Mu Jiu as soon as possible, how about the terrain outside the city? Can the artillery be used?"
Wang Mujiu's gaze began to look bright: "Your Majesty, the outside of the city is very open, very suitable for shelling."
"Is there a tiger stalking on the top of the city?" Zhu Youjian asked casually.
"We have carefully observed that there should be tigers stalking at the head of the city, but there will not be too many."
"Mu Jiu, be prepared, we will start the attack from Nancheng Gate tomorrow morning."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Although the Ming army besieged Shengjing for a day, they had been mobilizing troops and had no time to attack the city. The two sides were in peace.
At night, the garrison on the city’s head lit a torch, but it was soon extinguished. In the Ming army’s camp, the lights were very sparse. By the second shift, the lights were no longer visible. The city was up and down. It was all silent.
A Jurchen cavalry, with a single head and a horse picking a bell. In order to reduce the vibration of the horse's hoof on the ground, all the horse's hoofs are wrapped in thick cotton.
The southern city gate opened silently, and the cavalry went out of the city gate without a sound.
Everything, as they expected, was unconscious.
"Hurry up, heading south. As long as we cross the Hun River, the Ming army will not be able to catch up with us." Jiala Ezhenkule urged his soldiers as soon as he left the city gate.
"Boom boom boom..."
Although the horseshoes are wrapped in cotton cloth, so many horseshoes step on the ground, the night is still very shocking.
"Uh really, how come there are so many torches in the west? There weren't there just now."
Kulle raised his eyes and saw that there were a lot of torches in the southwest. The night wind blew the flames wildly, but the torches didn't move. "It must be the sound of horse hooves that alarmed the Ming army. They adjusted their direction and moved toward the southeast."
The Jurchen cavalry followed Kulle and changed direction slightly. The Ming army at the torch did not chase over. Obviously, they knew their horses were not as good as the Jurchen's horses, so they simply gave up chasing.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
A chaotic sound, accompanied by a brief firelight, clearly illuminated the situation of the Jurchen cavalry falling from the horse.
"What's the matter? Is there an ambush of the Ming army?" Kulle's eyes were bloodshot, and he had already pulled out the scimitar, but the darkness had returned to the outside, and he couldn't see anything.
The Jurchen cavalry stopped, and the sound ceased, and the fire was gone. As long as they ran again, the sound of fire would appear again, and the soldiers would fall from their horses.
Only the wounded were groaning on the ground, and Kulle became impatient, "Hell here, hurry up and pass."
The firelight is like the eyes of Changshengtian. In the dark night, you can see the details. As long as the Jurchen cavalry runs forward, the firelight always appears in front of them.
The Jurchen cavalry stopped and walked for a quarter of an hour within a distance of less than a hundred steps.
Kulle discovered that something was wrong, and if he went on like this, the Ming army would catch up sooner or later. They were tasked with special tasks assigned by a sweat, so there must be no mistakes.
"Warriors, for the sake of sweating, for the Great Golden Kingdom, we must rush over, even if the knife mountain and the Red Sea are in front of us, as long as you pass this area, you will be the Hunhe River. After crossing the Hunhe River, the Ming Army will have wings and chase after it. Not on us anymore."
"Da da da… "
"Boom boom boom..."
The sound of horseshoes and the explosion of landmines seemed to be at the speed of the game. In this quiet night, no one came to bother them for the time being and let them have a fair game.
The Jurchen Cavalry finally defeated the mine by virtue of their numerical superiority, and they almost crossed the minefield.
Kuler had no time to count the casualties of the soldiers, nor the wounded soldiers tumbling and screaming on the ground. He wanted to leave this unlucky place as soon as possible.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
This time, the sound did not come from underground, but from mid-air.
Countless flintlocks, in a place half-person high, sent out a little spark, and the Jurchen cavalry kept falling under the little spark.
The fire was so weak that Kulle couldn't see how many soldiers had fallen from their horses or how to avoid the flintlock bullets. When he was dazed, the flintlocks never stopped firing.
Kulle looked up to the sky and sighed. Is it true that Changsheng’s innocence will not let him complete his mission of sweating
"boom."
In the darkness, a flintlock bullet penetrated into Keller's left chest without warning, within a finger's distance from the heart.
Kuler felt his left chest numb. He reached out and touched it. A sticky liquid touched his fingers. He put his fingers under his nostrils and smelled the strong bloody smell.
"Ah? I was injured? What bow and arrow did the Ming army use?"
Kulle hadn't figured out the answer yet, more bullets roared into his body, and he felt like countless ants were biting on his body.
Kuler wanted to ask the soldier next to him, but his throat was no longer sound, and a thick liquid came out of his mouth. He swayed on the horse for a while, and finally couldn't support it, and fell down on the horse's back.
The flintlocks gradually thinned out, but did not stop until there were no more Jurchen cavalry on horseback.
"Light a torch, make up for the wounded soldier, then go back to sleep, and clean the battlefield during the day tomorrow."
The soldiers lit up torches, like ever-bright lights, to see off the dead Jurchen soldiers, but not long afterward, the torches were extinguished again, and the tranquility of the night was restored outside the South City Gate.
In the early morning, the sun has just emerged, and the dew on the grass, under the nourishment of the sun, is emitting the last and most shining brilliance of life, crystal clear.
The Ming Army has gathered three divisions outside the East City Gate. The Royal Second Division and the Royal Third Division were stationed here yesterday. Gusir’s 19th Cavalry Division has just been mobilized here. If the South City Gate is breached , They will be the first troops to enter the city.
Eighty artillery pieces of the Left Army of the Northern Expedition were all concentrated outside the Nancheng Gate.
The Jurchens set up a tiger cannon at the head of the city, with a range of eight or nine hundred steps. After the solid bullet hits the ground, it will jump forward for a certain distance, generally reaching a thousand steps. Therefore, the artillery of the Ming army was set up at a distance from the city head. One thousand and five hundred steps.
At this distance, solid bullets did not pose any threat to the Ming army’s artillery, while the Ming army’s flowering bullets could freely plunder the South City Gate.
Eighty artillery pieces stood quietly outside the South City Gate. The gunner had already uncovered the gun jacket, and the black hole muzzle was facing the direction of the South City Gate.
The Jurchen soldiers on the front of the city had already noticed the movement of the Ming army, but the artillery of the Ming army was beyond the range of the tiger cannon, they could only stare.
However, they have adjusted the range of the Tiger Cannon to the maximum. If there is a chance, they will fire a few shots at the Ming army, even if it is a demonstration.
Zhu Youjian was behind the gunner. He was silently observing the movement of the defenders on the city head. The Jurchen soldiers probably knew that the Ming army was going to attack from the east city gate. A large number of soldiers went up to the city head, passing through the parapet. Watching the movement of the Ming army under the city non-stop.
"Your Majesty, the artillery has been erected and can start shelling at any time."
"Ready to shoot, the target is the defender on the head of the city."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The gunners have already adjusted the muzzle according to visual inspections. The real adjustments still have to wait for the first wave of shooting, and then accurately adjust them according to the drop point of the bomb.
The gunners loaded the flare into the barrel, then lit the torch, stood on the side of the gun, and waited to ignite the fuse.
"fire!"
Zhu Youjian finally gave the order to bomb Shengjing.
"Boom... Long."
"Boom... Long."
"Boom... Long."
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Eighty blooming bombs cut through the sky one by one, squeezing the air in front, and flew towards the south of Shengjing.