Ten heavy cannons and forty "Tuotuo Cannons" began to roar, blasting the foundation of Liu City's walls, sending dirt flying.
This was a city built of earth and stone, not as sturdy as the imposing cities in the Central Plains built with bluestone.
After a round of fierce bombardment, it immediately became a mess.
"Mm, Harik's artillery battalion is well-trained, and their aim is quite accurate," Sultan Sulitang nodded, and calmly ordered, "Attack the city!"
"Woo~ woo~ woo~" The bugle horns sounded melodiously, and Sabir, Bolu Zhi, and Adili began to assemble their subordinates, with five thousand troops ready to go.
The Huit Tribe's fierce general and Du Qianhu, Narisong, held a Mongol saber in his hand, radiating killing intent, with two thousand fully armed supervisors by his side.
"The Great Taiji has ordered, if Liu City is not taken, then die in Liu City!"
"The Great Taiji has ordered, if Liu City is not taken, then die in Liu City!"
"The Great Taiji has ordered, if Liu City is not taken, then die in Liu City!"
Upon hearing the order, the generals Sabir, Bolu Zhi, and Adili were all terrified in their hearts and resolved to fight to the death.
As soon as the cannons stopped and before the smoke had cleared, the Mongol Army charged out.
This was a tactic often used by the Great Taiji during military exercises, known as infantry-artillery coordination.
Siege carts, Shield Carts, ladder carts, goose carts, and battering rams were followed by dense ranks of infantry.
The few bronze small cannons on the city wall were blown apart by the dense rain of shells, and the moat beside the city wall was not wide, so it was filled in by siege carts in just one hour.
"Bang~ bang~ bang~"
The muskets fired, hitting the thick Shield Carts, only able to shoot small holes.
As ladder carts were propped up against the city wall one after another, the brutal siege battle began.
As soon as Musa Lang shot down a Mongol soldier with an arrow, he saw the Mongol thousand-household, Sabir.
Breaking the city might not lead to death by the enemy, but not breaking the city would certainly lead to death by law!
Therefore, Sabir fought desperately, with a shield in his left hand and a saber in his right, hacking and slashing everywhere, killing several people in a row.
Musa Lang was furious and thrust his heavy sword forward.
Sabir slammed his left hand shield against the heavy sword, which deflected and pierced his left shoulder, but he ignored it completely and used the saber in his right hand to cut off Musa Lang's head.
"Rumble~"
Under the excavation of the goose carts, a section of the earth wall that had already been left teetering by the cannons collapsed, creating a breach.
"Kill~ kill~ kill~"
Bolu Zhi and Adili led their troops, shouting, and rushed in through the breach.
"It seems stone cities are indeed sturdier!" Sultan Sulitang shook his head and ordered the entire army to attack.
The true Mongol generals, Ba'er Si, Tuoli, xi rimo, Luo Bu Zang, Suhe, Alatan Cang, and others, charged out upon receiving the order; military merit was the greatest love of Mongol men.
The Turpan army was defeated, and prince Babai and prince Ismail died tragically in the chaotic army.
Hu Bofeng protected prince su li tang as he broke through the encirclement, his large iron hammer spear striking with such force that flesh and blood flew everywhere.
"Go to hell!"
After smashing down a Mongol hundred-household blocking his way, he stabbed several more people in succession, and behind him, over a hundred cavalry pursued again.
"Your highness, retreat quickly, Your servant will stop them," Hu Bofeng roared and charged towards the enemy.
Prince su li tang fled in panic, with only two personal guards left by his side.
His battle robes stained with blood, Hu Bofeng was captured when his strength gave out.
His muscular and imposing appearance greatly pleased Sultan Sulitang, who asked kindly, "General is truly valiant, are you willing to surrender to this Great Taiji?"
"What kind of person is Your servant Hu Bofeng, how could Your servant surrender to you, a jackal?" Hu Bofeng smiled dismissively.
"Since ancient times, good birds choose trees to perch on, General~"
Sultan Sulitang still wanted to persuade him, but suddenly heard a "spit," and a dark mass landed squarely on his face; it was Hu Bofeng spitting a thick wad of phlegm.
How disgusting!
Sultan Sulitang was furious and roared, "Men, shoot him to death with arrows!"
In the Chiting Oasis in the Han Hai Desert, prince su li tang met a long-lost friend, his former defeated opponent, King Muhammati Xia of Hami.
That year he had sent him fleeing in terror, and today he hoped for his large army to come to his aid.
"Greetings, your majesty," prince su li tang bowed to Mu Hanmaitixia.
"Oh? Prince, why are you in such a state?" Mu Hanmaitixia's eyes darted around.
"The Huit Tribe of the Mongol have captured Turpan and Liu City and are now marching towards hami.
Your majesty, the Huit Tribe has wolf ambitions, please send troops to suppress them," prince su li tang said with a choked voice.
"Haha, Prince is overly worried, one thing is enough to ensure peace in hami," Mu Hanmaitixia smiled slightly.
"Oh, what thing?"
"Your head," the small boat of friendship capsized just like that, the king of hami's eyes flashed with fierce light, and he sneered, "Take him down!"
"Mu Hanmaitixia, you fool, if you kill Your servant, the fall of hami is not far away!" prince su li tang cursed loudly.
It was useless, his head was quickly cut off.
When Sultan Sulitang arrived at bican city in the Han Hai Desert, he happened to meet Mu Hanmaitixia who had come to offer gifts.
Seeing Sultan Sulitang's head, he was overjoyed, "The king of hami is truly a man of his word!
He presented a memorial acknowledging his submission the other day, and today he sends a head, truly meritorious!
Men, prepare wine, Your servant wants to entertain the king of hami in the military camp."
The drinking session was enjoyable, and both host and guest were somewhat drunk.
Sultan Sulitang suddenly asked with a smile, "Since the king of hami presented a memorial acknowledging submission, why did you rebel?"
"Rebel?"
Mu Hanmaitixia was so scared his drunkenness vanished completely, "Where does the Great Taiji get this idea? Your servant is absolutely loyal to you!"
Why does a wolf need a reason to eat a sheep?
Sultan Sulitang's eyes flashed with fierce light, and he smashed the wine cup.
Ambushers immediately appeared and hacked Mu Hanmaitixia to death with swords, and the unprepared hami army was quickly disarmed.
The Great Taiji always liked to act with the flow of events, and since the momentum was like breaking bamboo, he would follow the bamboo downwards, winning victories all the way and heading straight for the rich hami city.
Upon hearing the news, prince ebeidullah of hami, disregarding the pain of losing his father, while recruiting able-bodied men in the city to defend it, also sent requests for help to the leaders of the Uyghur and Qarā Hūj tribes.
"Great Taiji, hami is prosperous, and its city walls are built strongly.
Your servant just ordered someone to scout, and there are over thirty cannons of various types alone, it may not be easy to take, one must be careful and cautious," the old minister Nasutu suggested.
Sultan Sulitang was not in a hurry, he said with a smile, "Grand academician, don't worry, try this dome melon.
This place hami is good, the melon is sweet!"
He was not in a hurry, but someone else was.
Prince ebeidullah was very anxious, sending wave after wave of requests for help to the leaders of the Uyghur and Qarā Hūj tribes, but few responded.
Just as he was troubled, it was suddenly reported that Taiji Abah Huo Zhe of the Qarā Hūj tribe had arrived with two thousand troops to help.
Ebeidullah was overjoyed, personally welcomed him, and hosted a banquet.
As a result, that very night, Abah Huo Zhe led his troops to scatter the guards, seize the south city gate, let the Mongol Army into the city, and captured ebeidullah who was in his dreams.
"My father and Your servant have not treated your tribe badly, why did you betray us?" Ebeidullah was both shocked and angry.
Abah Huo Zhe replied with a smile, "Because our Qarā Hūj tribe is originally a branch of the Oirat Mongol, Your servant's surname is Choros, the same origin as the Dzungar and Durbet tribes.
"You handled this matter very well!" Sultan Sulitang praised the military intelligence thousand-household Hada, and then ordered someone to summon Taiji Abah Huo Zhe of the Qarā Hūj tribe.
"Your servant greets the Great Taiji! Your servant wishes the Great Taiji a long life and good health," Abah Huo Zhe's etiquette was very thorough.
Sultan Sulitang was very satisfied with his obedience and gave him a sweet reward, "Mm, Taiji Abah Huo Zhe has worked hard and rendered meritorious service, Your servant permits you to lead an Otok and continue to graze outside Jia Yu Pass, with your descendants serving as Otok Zaisang for generations."
This was actually an acknowledgment of the Qarā Hūj tribe's original territory.
"Thank you, Great Taiji!" Abah Huo Zhe's voice was clear and strong.