"Charge, warriors, raise your scimitars and slaughter this bunch of Ming Dynasty trash. As long as we cross this wall, we can play with the women inside, take the wealth inside, and choose the food we want.”
Mao Liqiu raised the scimitar in his hand and used words to provoke the wildness of the Tartars.
The team was quickly reorganized. The formation was not as dense as before to prevent stampedes.
"Warriors, follow me. Charge!”
Maoli Qiu took the lead, and the Tartars behind him also rushed forward with strange cries.
On the gate tower of Qingyang City, the Great Ming guards saw that the group of Tartars was about to charge over and were so scared that their legs went soft.
"Sir, the Mongolian cavaliers are charging over. What should we do? Why don't you run!" The trusted aide said in a panic.
This trusted aide was just a small eunuch in the palace. When he was six years old, he was sent to the palace by his cruel parents. He had never seen such a war.
Xia Jian slapped him across the face and said,""Shut up. If you keep making noise, I'll throw you down.”
He glared at his trusted aide. If it wasn't for the fact that this trusted aide had been following him for a period of time, Xia Jian might have chopped him up with a sword instead of a slap.
"Listen to my orders. 3,000 archers, each 100 people will form a small team, led by your original centurion. The 100 soldiers from the craftsman camp and the guns were divided into teams of 10. Hurry up, don't dawdle."
Because the 3,000 archers were originally divided into 100 or 1,000 households, there was no need to split them up again. Only the 300 soldiers with guns were needed to join.
Defending the city was done in units of 100 households, and in each 100 households, there were 10 gunmen.
This was the simplest configuration. Each unit could fight independently, and their combat strength would be greatly increased.
Initially, Xia Jian had planned for the soldiers to use the three-stage gun. The soldiers who had finished firing would squat down, and the soldiers who had loaded would stand up and fire.
However, seeing that the formation of the Tartars had suddenly become very scattered, the damage caused by the concentrated bullets became very limited.
These Mongolian cavaliers were used to fighting, and it was not the first time they had attacked a city. They naturally knew to avoid arrows and arrows.
However, the Mongolian cavaliers had yet to rush over, and Xia Jian had already activated his second defensive measure.
"Catapult, blast it hard!”
These catapults were made by the carpenters in Xia Jian's Craftsman Camp. Of course, the blueprints were designed by him. They were small catapults, not very big, and had a range of two to three hundred meters.
The main reason was that he didn't have that much time to make large catapults. This small catapult was very fast to make, and there were enough of them. There were about 15 of them.
Because the catapults were relatively small, they could not project large objects, like those boulders.
If the stone was small and had no power, it might not be able to kill a person even if it hit.
However, what Xia Jian wanted to throw out was not a rock, but a manufactured landmine.
There were fixed catapults with heavy objects on one end and mines on the other.
Xia Jian ordered his men to light the matchsticks on the mines and then shouted,""Release!"
The ropes on the 15 catapults were cut off, and the ignited mines flew out.
Fifteen mines flew in the air with ignited fire ropes, like Halley's comet trailing its tail.
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The violent explosion frightened the Ttar warhorses again, and countless Ttar soldiers were thrown off their horses.
Against the Mongolian cavaliers, the catapults could only be used once. There was no time left for them to reload.
The Tartar cavalrymen who didn't fall off their horses continued to charge forward.
During the Chenghua period, there were cannons, such as bowl-mouth cannons, copper muskets, and iron cannons.
However, due to the corruption and greed of the border guards, these cannons had not been replaced for many years and had long rusted.
Xia Jian didn't dare to use these cannons. He didn't want to blow up his own base camp if he didn't fire a single shot.
Moreover, these were things used by Ming Chengzu Zhu Di. Xia Jian was not very satisfied with their range and power.
The warhorses galloped very quickly, and the Tartars in the front had already reached the city wall.
Every Tartar would carry an iron hook that hung upside down from the ditch. Then, they would skillfully throw it onto the city wall. After hanging it, they would climb up like monkeys.
He glanced at the soldiers with guns and realized that they were so flustered that they had forgotten to load their guns and shoot.
Xia Jian knew that cursing was useless at this time, so he picked up the gun in the hands of the soldier beside him and loaded it with gunpowder. After aiming, he pulled the trigger. There was a bang from the barrel of the gun, and a white smoke hat rose. A Tartar who was climbing the wall fell down.
Xia Jian didn't expect that he would hit the target with his first shot. He was prepared to fire a few more shots before he could hit the target.
"Do you see that? Let's fight like this. We have such powerful weapons. Why should we be afraid of the Tartars?”
"Archers, don't just stand there, shoot!”
Under Xia Jian's demonstration, the soldiers began to defend themselves. Although there were only 300 modified flintlocks, the sound was so loud that it instantly drowned out the shouts of the charging Tartars.
The Tartars still had 10,000 cavalrymen with combat power. Just 300 crude hunting rifles were not enough.
Therefore, the main point was still to rely on the three thousand archers. Without these three thousand archers, Qingyang City could not be defended.
However, the lethality of a bow and arrow was much lower than that of a gun. Sometimes, even hitting someone might not necessarily kill them.
Xia Jian had never expected that the quality of the bow would be bad.
The border guards of the Ming Dynasty dared to embezzle the expenses on firearms, so of course they could also embezzle the manufacturing fees on bows and arrows.
"Damn it, this group of corrupt officials are greedy for money. No wonder every time there is a war, the Great Ming Army loses several times its strength.”
Some soldiers had only pulled their bows a few times before the string loosened or broke. Even the entire bow broke.
The bow was broken, what was the point of shooting!
Out of the three thousand archers, less than five hundred arrows could be used!
Xia Jian suddenly understood why those commanders wanted to kill Commander Jiao Zheng.
Jiao Zheng must have discovered the problem with the soldier's weapon during the war, or he had evidence of someone embezzling public funds.
Without bows and arrows, without weapons, the soldiers immediately panicked.
"Milord, let's retreat. If we don't, it'll be too late.”The voice of his trusted aide sounded again.
"F * ck you!" Xia Jian kicked this trusted eunuch off the city wall and bumped into a Tata who was climbing the wall. The two of them fell to the ground and fainted.
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