3,000 soldiers? To fight against the twenty thousand cavalry of the Mongolian army?
In the eyes of the weak soldiers of the Great Ming Dynasty, this was no different from suicide.
"Eunuch Xia, think carefully. I'm not asking you to simply defend the city. I want you to stall the enemy. At the very least, you have to stall until we recover Guyuan!”Xiang Zhong said.
Three thousand against twenty thousand Mongolian cavalrymen, was the difference very big? Xia Jian didn't think so.
Although the Mongolian army was good at riding, their cavalry used outdated cold weapons.
A cold weapon against a fire weapon. The difference between the two was so great that Xia Jian could not believe that he could not defeat a group of barbarians.
"Don't worry, I said 3,000, so be it. But I have a request, I want all the bows and arrows in Qingyang City to be transferred to my 3,000 soldiers.”
Three thousand crossbowmen? The crossbowmen were good at defending the city, but how could these three thousand people defend against the twenty thousand cavalry of the Mongolian army?
"Alright, we'll do as the supervisor says. All the bows and crossbows in Qingyang City will be handed over to your three thousand soldiers.”Xiang Zhong said.
"Lord Commander, you can't, Lord Commander!”
When these Ming soldiers who had been defeated by the Mongolian army saw Xiang Zhong taking the initiative to attack, they were all scared out of their wits.
Even though they were going to ambush them from the back, the 3,000 soldiers that were left behind in Qingyang City would definitely not be able to withstand the 20,000 Mongolian cavalry.
Moreover, these 20,000 cavalry should only be a vanguard under Mao Li Hai. Even if they recovered Guyuan City, what if they couldn't eliminate these 20,000 cavalry?
When the Mongolian army arrived, he would not be able to make dumplings, and it would cause the Mongolians to blossom internally and externally.
It could be seen that the Great Ming Border Guards were scared of the Mongolian army.
"Hmph, I've already made up my mind. Whoever dares to say anything else will be subjected to military law.”
"Pass on my order. Transfer 3,000 soldiers to the Military Supervisor. The rest of you, follow me out of the city and bypass the Mongolian cavaliers that are about to arrive. Our target is Guyuan City!”
Xiang Zhong's order was passed down. He was the commander, and all the border guards in the surrounding cities had to listen to his command.
The soldiers of the other cities could not move because the other Mongolian soldiers were watching them like tigers eyeing their prey. If they moved, they would definitely lose the city.
Xiang Zhong led the army out and took a detour towards Guyuan, avoiding the Mongolian cavaliers.
After the large group left, Qingyang City became empty.
Xia Jian stood on top of the city wall and looked at the departing army, deep in thought.
"Pass on my order. 3,000 soldiers, hold your weapons and close the city gates. All craftsmen in the craftsman camp, hold your guns and follow me to the city gates to meet the enemy!”
The guns made by the craftsmen were relatively new compared to this era. The 3,000 soldiers still didn't know how to use them, and there were only a limited number of guns. Other than the craftsmen, only 100 soldiers were equipped with one. Xia Jian had the craftsmen teach them how to use it step by step.
The original handgun was aimed by one person, loaded by another, and used by two people.
Just like that, he might not even be able to fire a single bullet in a minute. The efficiency was extremely low.
After the modification of the handgun and hunting rifle, one person could complete the task of changing ammunition and aiming. In addition, the handgun was much lighter and easier to carry.
As for speed, if one was familiar with it, it would not be a problem to fire ten shots in a minute.
There were 200 people in the craftsman camp, and with these 100 soldiers, there were 300 people.
300 soldiers equipped with hunting rifles were still not enough to face the 20,000 Mongolian soldiers.
"Are the catapults ready? Where are the mines near the city?”Xia Jian asked.
"Military supervisor, everything is ready!" The deputy general said.
Xia Jian was relieved. Xia Jian's trump card wasn't the modified guns, but the mines.
The level of landmine development in the Ming Dynasty was at the leading level in this world. Once, when Zhu Di, the King of Yan, launched a coup, Emperor Jianwen used landmines to defend himself, making him suffer.
According to Xia Jian's guess, the Mongolian cavaliers could easily step on the detonation device of the mines.
These mines contained flint and steel wheels. As long as one stepped on them, they would ignite the gunpowder and explode.
Xia Jian had come up with the idea of creating this landmine based on a type of firecracker he had played when he was a child.
The only thing that was unclear was how powerful the weapon would be in actual combat.
After a few hours, Xia Jian could finally hear the sound of horses galloping.
Standing on top of the city gate and looking into the distance, one could vaguely see the silhouettes of 20,000 Mongolian cavaliers.
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"Mao Li Qiu, do you see that? The city in front is Qingyang City of the Ming Dynasty!”said one of the Tartars.
Maoli Qiu, the arrogant Tartar, was certain that he could easily take down this city.
"The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty are very weak in combat, but the women of the Ming Dynasty are all fresh and beautiful. Later on, when we take down the city, we'll get a few more women to play with!”Maoli Qiuda laughed, his eyes were filled with lust, and his saliva was about to drip out.
"Attack, can you imagine how fast Da Ming's woman is galloping under his crotch? I can't wait any longer."
When the Tartar beside Maoli Qiu heard this, he shouted,""Warriors, the lord has spoken. As long as we break through Qingyang City, you can play with the women inside.”
"Warriors, raise the scimitars in your hands, raise your horsewhips, and attack this city!”
The deputy general shouted at the top of his voice, causing all the soldiers to charge towards Qingyang City with high morale.
Barbarians were barbarians. They were simple-minded and weren't afraid of being ambushed.
When the 20,000 cavalrymen of the Tartars were about 500 meters away from Qingyang City, they panicked.
There were mines everywhere. The moment the warhorses moved, they would explode. Furthermore, the Mongolian cavaliers were charging at a breakneck speed. They could not stop for a moment.
These mines weren't just gunpowder. Xia Jian had also mixed gravel into them. As long as they exploded, gravel would fly everywhere. The nearby Tartars would be pierced through by the gravel.
What was even more dangerous was that the warhorses would not die even if they were injured. The injured warhorses would start to riot, and a stampede would occur. People would trample on people, and horses would trample on people. This caused the Mongolian army at the front to suffer heavy losses.
By the time the Mongolian cavaliers broke through the mine belt, they had already lost close to 5,000 soldiers.
Many of the Tartars were not directly killed, but they were seriously injured and lost their ability to fight.
"Damn it, these cunning people. Warriors, don't panic. We've already rushed past the explosion zone. Get into formation.”
"Charge!"
Mao Li Qiu's eyes flashed with viciousness. This had caused his cavalry to suffer heavy losses. If his brother Mao Li Child King knew about this, he would definitely punish him.
"Damned Ming army, when we break through the city gate, kill all the men in the city and play with all the women until they die!”
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