Chapter 393: The first to win

After hearing Mao Da’s words, Mao Wenlong nodded and said, “Yes, we were showing weakness before and deliberately led the Tartars to attack, so many methods were not used. However, this time, it is different. Many methods must be used, and what should be taken out must be taken out…”

When the generals saw Mao Wenlong talking about serious matters, they also put away their laughter and began to listen to Mao Wenlong talking about things seriously.

"..., it is right to use the Folang machine to deal with the arrow tower. The Big Folang machine can take two or three hundred steps, or even farther away, and is quite powerful. The arrow tower is just made of wood. For the Big Folang machine, it is no different from paper. Once it hits, it will become powder. It has not been used before. The Tartars thought that our Zhenjiang Fort had only the past ruined houses. This time, we should give the Tartars some fierce things. Mao Da, and move the hidden Big Folang machine into the arrow tower. Prepare. When the Tartars' arrow tower is almost built, when they approach to test, give him a fierce one, concentrate several Folang machines to hit an arrow tower, and make that arrow tower into powder for me. I will give the Tartars eyes to me and know what ferociousness is..." Mao Wenlong observed the scene of building an arrow tower in the distance for a while, and then said disapprovingly.

After hearing this, all the generals felt that the generals had changed. Although they used firearms and also brought them to fight, they were also cunning, but now, there was a little more fierce and violent. What was the effect of several Folang machines hitting an arrow tower? Fortunately, the generals could think of it, this was completely a warning to the monkey.

"Yes, father-in-chief..." Mao Dahuan agreed happily. There were no such many good guys in Dongjiang Town before. In the past, they fought with the Tartars with blood. As now, they took advantage of the Tartars. Now, many methods are emerging in Zhenjiang Fort, and they are waiting for the Tartars to come and experiment one by one. The ones that have been tried, such as grenade defense, have been confirmed. These new things, new guys are particularly good at fighting the Tartars, and Mao naturally has no choice but to be happy.

"...Staff Secretary Zhang, can those new artillery be prepared?" Mao Wenlong said to Staff Secretary Zhang again.

"...Master, don't worry, I guarantee that it will not be misleading. Two red cannons and ten thousand kilograms of Folang machines are in place. Those gunmen who operate the cannons have been trained in His Majesty's new army. Just the cannons will be fired, and they are all old gunmen. At that time, wherever the cannon is pointed, the cannon will be fired. We must let the Tartars taste the taste of this cannon..." Staff Zhang hurriedly replied that he, an outsider, can gain a foothold in Mao Wenlong's Zhenjiang Fort and become a core figure, and that is also a reliance on it. At least, the salary of Dongjiang Town was paid by the emperor. Then, the emperor

The people sent here will naturally not embarrass him. Those who eat others are short-spoken and soft-hearted, right? However, what really makes Zhang Heng stand firm is the secret weapons. Not to mention, the gunners who just fired more than a hundred times and let them go. In other words, in order to train these gunners, they have to scrap a brand new cannon, and even use a few cannons to feed them. This alone has suppressed the people in Dongjiang Town. Now, they can easily obtain nearly a thousand heads with grenades, making everyone completely convinced by this "outsider".

"...Okay, then I'll have to help Zhang. However, it's not appropriate to use the cannons now. The Tatars feel that there is hope for siege. If the Tatars feel that they have more force, they can capture the city. In this way, the Tatars will waste time in Zhenjiang Fort. Hehe, I'll wait for the Tatars to attack. When necessary, sprinkle a handful of salt on the Tatars' wounds..." Mao Wenlong looked at Zhang Heng and smiled. The reason why Mao Wenlong dared to trek in the Jedi was also relied on, not that he was so angry that he came to die.

"It depends on the command of the Grand Marshal... By the way, Grand Marshal, in addition to the original two red cannons and eight thousand jin Folang machines, His Majesty will also send a batch of new cannons, with a total of four red cannons and sixteen thousand jin Folang machines. Together, there are six red cannons, twenty-four thousand jin Folang machines, and a total of thirty worries in Zhenjiang Castle... Grand Marshal, there are so many artillery, which is already more than Jinning back then. Haha, Grand Marshal, this time it will definitely make the Tartars fall into a big flaw..." Zhang Heng said with a smile again.

Mao Wenlong smiled and nodded constantly, his beard touching his hand, squinted his eyes, thinking that he had completely surrendered to the emperor and followed the emperor. It seemed that he had chosen the right choice. Following this emperor, let alone anything else, Mao Wenlong could never shorten his salary. Now he has new things one after another, which is dazzling. He doesn't have to meet Tartars. Mao Wenlong felt it worth it and felt satisfied. He could get the appreciation of a wise king and give him a wise king a life, but it is rare to meet him.

Everyone was extremely happy to hear that more than a dozen new cannons were sent. These new cannons were shot far and accurate. They had seen the "magnificent" scene of ten cannons firing together. I think there are thirty new cannons now. When they think of the scene of these cannons firing together, they felt pitiful for the Donglu on the opposite side. How can people compete with these things?

"...Okay, it seems that the other things don't need to be moved out for the time being. Haha, when there is a need, I will trouble Staff Zhang..." Mao Wenlong narrowed his eyes and said to Zhang Heng.

"You are polite, you are fighting for Your Majesty, so why bother with each other? If you have any questions, the commander will just give orders, and the officials will be unavoidable." Zhang Heng said hurriedly.

As he was talking, a breeze blew over.

Mao Wenlong sniffed it and said, "Why is it still smelly?"

"When the father and the men have cleaned it up several times, but the smell is really big and it's pretty good now..." Mao Da said helplessly. This smell was left by the Tartars a few days ago when they attacked the city. In order to keep the Tartars and to anger the Tartars, his commander hangs the corpses whose heads had been cut off outside the city wall. That night, he started to smell that night. The next day, he had to throw away these headless corpses. However, although the corpses were thrown away, the dirty blood that seeped into the cracks of the wall on the city wall was difficult to wash away for a while, so that the rotten smell of dead corpses has always existed in the past few days.

"... Oh, it hasn't been washed off yet? In the future, there will be Tartars' bodies. Dispose of them first and then hang them. Don't hang them directly. Before they hang them for a day, they start to smell..." Mao Wenlong complained.

"Yes, Father and Commander, but our medicine is only enough to deal with the head. If the corpse is to be dealt with, I'm afraid it won't be enough!" Mao said in a dilemma.

"Oh, that's it?... In this way, if you get the Tartars' body in the future, you will clean it up and marinate it with salt and then smoke it with firewood. In this way, if you hang it outside, it won't rot in ten or half a month. This day, the body will just dry it into dried meat, and it won't rot, and there will be no strange smell..." Mao Wenlong said so.

"Vomit...", although the generals came from the sea of ​​blood, when they heard Mao Wenlong's statement, some of them couldn't help but feel disgusted and started to retching after hearing what Mao Wenlong said.

After hearing Mao Wenlong's "method", Zhang Heng felt goosebumps all over his body and was disgusted. Mao Wenlong didn't know how deep he had to hate the Tartars, so he even had to use such a method. When he thought of the corpse that was hanging all over the city walls and dried, Zhang Heng retching again. However, considering his identity, he resisted the retching. Although he felt uncomfortable, Zhang Heng also knew that Mao Wenlong's approach was definitely a good thing to attract the Tartars to attack the city. Anyone who could calm down after seeing this "thing" was really "not human".

"What? I'm afraid of being like this just by talking? Isn't that thing for you to eat? What are you afraid of?" Mao Wenlong smiled and teased: "...By the way, the thing was pickled, smoked with firewood, and then dried under the sun. I guess it tasted good..." Mao Wenlong saw some people holding back the dry retching, so he added some ingredients to these people.

"vomit……"

"Vomit..." The few followers couldn't help but vomited, and hurriedly covered their mouths and ran to the side to vomit.

"Hahaha..." Mao Wenlong burst into laughter when he saw his intimidated appearance.

Although some of my relatives couldn't help but retching, some of them turned a blind eye to what Mao Wenlong said, as if these things were commonplace and were normal. How could people who didn't crawl out of hell leave these things in a clear way?

...

The Grand Camp of the Later Jin Dynasty.

Handsome tent.

Huang Taiji defeated Lin Danhan on the grasslands in western Liaoning, and hurriedly led his troops to Zhenjiang Fort. Huang Taiji could not believe that the Ming army would not hurt one person and the death and injury of the Dajin two thousand were killed or injured, and he would never let Mao Wenlong leave easily. If Mao Wenlong was let go because of difficulties, what next time? Will you continue to let go? Then, what next time? After so many times, the morale of the Dajin will definitely fall to a low point, and the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty will definitely have no fear of their Dajin. In this way, the other will increase, and it will be difficult to fight in the future. Therefore, for Zhenjiang Fort and Mao Wenlong, they must be cleaned up before they can be quick.

"This battle is urgent. Ben Khan came in a hurry and only brought 10,000 troops first. The brigade was still behind. In addition to the large amount of food and grass, there were also cannons, which were specially used to attack the city. With these cannons, don't worry, Zhenjiang Fort will definitely be able to capture it. Mao Wenlong won the battle and did not run away quickly, and stayed in Zhenjiang Fort to die. This time, I made Mao Wenlong regret not running..." Huang Taiji had just arrived at the camp outside Zhenjiang Fort and immediately promoted the tent to discuss matters.

The people of the Later Jin Dynasty were so beautiful. Although they were nominally surrounding Zhenjiang Fort these days, they actually did not attack the city, but they just confronted Zhenjiang Fort because they did not have weapons to attack the city. Since they could not capture the city, why waste their morale in vain?

"The Khan is wise, and he will definitely kill Mao Wenlong this time, and he will be ashamed of having one blood..."

"Great Khan, that Mao Wenlong is shameless, hangs the body of my Great Golden Warrior on the city wall..."

"Shan, Mao Wenlong's grenade is powerful, I can't wait to get close to you. This time, Dashan brought the cannon, and Mao Wenlong is dead..."

The people of the Later Jin Dynasty began to complain to Huang Taiji one after another.

"...Okay, Ben Khan already knows a little about what you said, and he has also thought of some countermeasures. Because the cannon is heavy, it is still on the way to come, but we can't count on the cannons, second brother, how are those arrow towers doing?" Huang Taiji asked Amin.

"According to the instructions of the Khan, I have made hundreds of them, each of which is much higher than Zhenjiang Castle and can be condescending. Although the grenades in Zhenjiang Castle are powerful, they can only be thrown forty or fifty steps at most. If they are suppressed by the arrow tower from seventy or eighty steps, they can have miraculous effects." Amin said hatefully.

"Okay, since the Arrow Tower can suppress Mao Wenlong, then tomorrow I will suppress the Arrow Tower and try to attack the city. However, I think that Mao Wenlong will definitely not have only these methods, and must have hidden a lot of methods. By the way, second brother, can it be seen that Mao Wenlong uses cannons?" Huang Taiji suddenly asked. Huang Taiji was preparing to attack the city with cannons, so he became sensitive to cannons. Suddenly, he remembered that since he could seize the Ming Dynasty cannons, Mao Wenlong should also have cannons. Therefore, he asked with special attention that at that time, it was very likely that the two cannons were bombarded.

"Khan, except for siegeing the city that day, he has never siegeed the city these days and has no way to get close to the city wall. Wouldn't it just increase casualties..." Amin said.

"Well, okay, I'll know if you try it tomorrow anyway... Let's take a break today and wait until tomorrow to attack the city, let's see what to do." Huang Taiji thought for a while, and said that he had cannons, so Mao Wenlong had no reason not to have cannons. It seems that he had to think of some solutions.

"Zhe!" Everyone returned.

...

the next day.

The horns were blown up early, and the horns that urged people on the ground dozens of miles away could be heard.

Mao Wenlong also got up quite early, carrying a telescope and climbing the city tower with a wooden expression.

All the generals and their close followers also followed.

"The Tartars are here, it's Huang Taiji. The news from the General Staff is indeed correct. Huang Taiji beat Lin Danhan in western Liaoning and defeated Lin Danhan. Now, he came to beat us again. Humph, I thought we were the soft boy Lin Danhan, so I was so good to squeeze. This time, I will make the Tartars knock off their mouths..." Mao Wenlong said after looking at it with a telescope for a while.

"Master, listen to this horn, I'm afraid I'm going to attack the city today." said a general.

"That's right, Huang Taiji arrived yesterday, and he will definitely come to attack the city today... Mao Da, boys, are you all ready?" Mao Wenlong agreed, and then asked his dear general.

"The father and the men are ready, just waiting for the Tartars to approach and fight the Tartars..." Mao Da responded quickly.

"Okay, the Tartars built a lot of arrow towers this time. It seems that they were used to suppress them when they were preparing to attack the city... Hehe, Mao Da, what I told you the day before yesterday, are all those large Folang machines ready?" Mao Wenlong asked.

"Don't worry, the father and commander, you have prepared a long time ago. This time, let the Tartars see what it means to turn into powder." Mao agreed with a big smile.

"Okay...boys, brothers, let's take your place. This battle is about to begin..." Mao Wenlong's lips curled up, and he announced loudly with a smile.

...

"Hey, hey...hey, hey..." A group of Hou Jin soldiers pushed an arrow tower and leaned forward. This arrow tower was much higher than the city wall of Zhenjiang Castle. It had a roof cover and had wooden boards on all sides. There could be seven or eight people standing on it. If someone with extraordinary arm strength stood on it and shot arrows far away, it could easily suppress the people on the city wall so that they could not move.

Amid the sound of "Hey Yo", thirty or forty arrow towers were arranged in a line in front and back, confronting Zhenjiang Castle from afar. This line, obviously after careful measurement, was about seventy or eighty steps away from the Zhenjiang Castle wall.

"Khan, the Arrow Tower has been in place..." A knight rushed to Huang Taiji to report.

"Okay, let's start. Don't try your best yet. Let's see how Mao Wenlong deals with it first." Huang Taiji ordered.

"twitter!"

Amid the sound of "whimpering", the Later Jin, who had not attacked the city for many days, began to attack the city wall of Zhenjiang Fort again.

...

"This Tartar is still the same! It's really nothing new." Mao Wenlong looked at the actions outside the city wall and commented contemptuously.

"Haha, that's, Grandmaster, do you think that the Tartars are just barbarians. How smart do you expect the barbarians to be?" a follower joked.

"Be careful, the Tartars' arrow tower is very close to here. There are people in the Tartars who are good at using bows and arrows..." another person in person reminded.

After hearing this, Mao Wenlong immediately bent down, squatted down, took a periscope and continued to observe the situation outside.

Outside Zhenjiang Fort, the arrow tower has begun to shoot arrows in a mess.

"Master, the Tartar's arrow tower is still moving forward..." A young player who was specifically responsible for observation reported.

"Well, I know, there are so many people in the Tartars who are not afraid of death! Mao Da asked him to open fire and shoot the arrow tower recently, making it into powder, and opening his eyes to the Tartars..." Mao Wenlong kept holding the periscope to observe the situation outside, and said without looking back.

"yes……"

Mao Da was carefully preparing a gift to the Tartars in the arrow tower above Zhenjiang Fort.

"Brothers, have you heard it clearly? The Grand Marshal wants to attack the arrow tower closest to us. Hehe, what Grand Marshal means is to let all the Folang machines here fire at an arrow tower, and keep changing the guns until the Tartars arrow tower is powdered. Note that the Grand Marshal said that it is about to be powdered. Do you understand?" Mao Da said excitedly to the Folang players on the arrow tower.

A group of people laughed and agreed lively.

Outside the city was the horn of the Later Jin Dynasty's siege, but it had not yet attacked the city, and it was only suppressed by arrow towers and shot arrows from afar. However, since there was no one on the city wall, these arrows were also sparsely released and had no results in battle.

Some people on the Arrow Tower saw that there was no response in the city, so they urged the soldiers below to move the Arrow Tower a little further so that they could be more confident.

"Go ahead a little further, go ahead a little further..." The elite Hou Jin on the arrow tower shouted loudly.

Huang Taiji felt frightened when he looked at this strange siege scene. He had never seen such a strange siege scene. He used to only hear others mention it in the letter, but now after experiencing it personally, he felt that the empty Zhenjiang Castle was simply a monster that swallowed people. No wonder he mentioned it in the letter, and Er Beile Amin suddenly fell to the ground for no reason.

On the battlefield, there were only shouts from the siege, while the defenders were silent, as if they were empty.

"...Okay, go a little further, so that you can shoot more accurately. Those soft-footed sheep from the Ming Dynasty, this time, grandpa wants you to know what it means to hit every shot..." The elite Later Jin on the arrow tower saw that the people guarding the city had no reaction, so he boldly urged the soldiers below to push the arrow tower forward for more than ten steps, and was only fifty or sixty steps away from the city wall of Zhenjiang Castle. It can be said that he had approached Zhenjiang Castle.

"Bang……"

"Bang……"

"Bang, bang..."

"Bang bang bang..." A dense and continuous gunfire sounded from the arrow tower of Zhenjiang Fort.

The sound of the arrow tower closest to Zhenjiang Fort was the sound of the broken wood and the broken wooden boards overshadowed the shouts on the battlefield and the noise on the battlefield.

The soldiers of the Later Jin Dynasty looked at the arrow tower that was made into powder by Ming Dynasty soldiers in horror. The arrow tower "crunched" and was shaking, and the soldiers around them fled one after another.

The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty seemed to have a grudge against this arrow tower. They put dozens of arrow towers around them and specifically hit this arrow tower. This arrow tower was hit by continuous gunfire. The broken wood and pieces, accompanied by flesh and blood, fell from the sky, and then fell to the ground with a bang. Although they fell to the ground, the gunshots of the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were still ringing. The pile of arrow towers that collapsed to the ground were even aroused by the guns, and in a blink of an eye, they turned into a pile of fragments...

Close to the other arrow tower, the "warriors" on it looked at the horrified scene in horror, and they swallowed involuntarily. If they hit their own arrow tower, they would be afraid that they would be exactly the same as the scene in front of them, and they would only let go by the Ming Dynasty soldiers.

Everyone around the Arrow Tower stopped and looked at the shocking effect in horror, so that the battlefield gradually became quiet.

Huang Taiji watched the battle from a distance and saw that the Ming Dynasty soldiers were fighting him an arrow tower until they beat him into powder. He felt that his heart was beaten hard.

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Chapter completed!