Bang! Bang! Bang...

Wei Wenweng quickly fired three bullets and knocked down three enemies!

Of course, three shots!

The hit rate of 10 shots is unimaginable. Wei Wenweng was more than this level when he was 10 years old.

If Wei Wenweng, who was only 10 years old at the time, could not use a smoothbore gun, he would score more than 6 of 10 in 100 steps, and would be beaten and even hungry.

Such perverted family rules are not only available in Qiongzhou Wei family. Who is not like this in the imperial examination families in the Western Song Dynasty?

A 10-year-old boy cannot win 6 of 10 within 100 steps. When he grows up, how can he become a scholar? How can he be a juren? How can he be a ancestral son in the morning and ascend to the emperor's hall in the evening? How can he sing a name outside Donghua Gate? Isn't this a waste? Can he be good without a hard lesson?

Wei Wenweng was beaten a lot when he was a child, and he still beaten 7 of 10 and 8 of 10! His parents didn’t look good either. He could only get a compliment when he was 10 of 10, and he could still eat a piece of fat meat during supper.

If you can only get 10 out of 10, why are you still there? Will you be able to rely on your parents in the future? Let’s kill you as soon as possible!

Therefore, Wei Wenweng's current shooting skills are half of the rifled rifle invented by his brother Wei Leweng, and half are shot by his parents with a cruelty to use the stick head.

Moreover, he is now a veteran who kills people like a lot of people, his heart is as hard as stone, and there is no problem of being nervous and not daring to kill people. Within 100 steps, it is definitely accurate to kill every shot, whether it is burying or burying.

There are not only Wei Wenweng, a murderous demon who was cruelly educated by sticks since childhood. There are at least 10,000 people here in Yiliebao! But the methods of killing are different. Some people can shoot guns, some people can not only shoot guns, but also shoot arrows and are good at hand-to-hand combat... Even scholars, juren, and Jinshi are so hard. Do military families who are professions dare to be lazy? Do those small military families still want to have a happy childhood? It is impossible. They are all grown up with sticks and undergo various harsh military training.

This Western Song Empire has survived under the attack of two "RMB players" with mines at home until now, it is really hard! Otherwise, it would have perished long ago!

The Western Song Dynasty's sense of crisis when facing the Eastern Song Dynasty and the Great Zhou Dynasty was incomparable to the Song Dynasty when it met various Tartars in its early years.

Especially when it comes to Dong Song, who is the same surname as Zhao, it is life-and-death and there is no room for peace.

In order to survive, the Western Song Dynasty court had a bunch of "Huashan Sect" advisers who could not do anything?

So this time Temujin really hit the granite head-on.

Fortunately, Temujin was from the Oishi Guards and the Daburishi Academy. If Temujin, who only knows how to bending the bow and shooting eagles, would probably be beaten to annihilate this time.

Another attack organized by military scientist Temujin was defeated by the opponent's precise musket shooting.

And unlike the last few times, this time there was a group of armored infantry fighting out of the "bungalon area". They were not brave, but were all crazy! They were not afraid of accidental injuries, but they actually screamed and charged when their gunmen opened fire!

Not to mention the Persians, even the Mongolian Qiexue army was frightened by them and their faces turned blue.

Charge with his back to his side's muskets that kept firing... Even if Qie Xue Jun dared not imagine such a crazy thing! Don't want to live? That's fate, your own fate!

Such a crazy enemy, such accurate shooting, how can you fight? Isn’t this a death sentence?

Another wave of charges led by the warriors of Cyxue and dominated by Persians were repelled without any suspense.

Apart from the increase of thousands of casualties, Temujin got nothing.

"Father Khan, these Song people..."

Tuo Lei had already seen something wrong at this time, his head and face were covered in sweat. No wonder his elder brother Shu Chi shot someone black! No wonder Shu Chi's men were so dead and injured!

It turned out that he met a group of lunatics who were so accurate that they were desperate to fight and were desperate to fight!

Cold sweat also emerged from Temujin's forehead. He had thought that Shu Chi was useless before. He killed so many people in a scout fight, and even his life was sent.

Only now did he realize that the military power of the Western Army was so powerful!

Then he called out luck again.

Fortunately, I didn't go to war with Zhou State, and the Eastern Song Dynasty started a war. The Western Song Dynasty was so terrifying, but it was the defeated general of Zhou State, and the Eastern Song Dynasty. If the Great Mongolian went to war with Zhou State, and the Eastern Song Dynasty, wouldn't it be too stagnant?

In fact, Temujin overestimated the Zhou Kingdom and the Eastern Song Dynasty. The navies of these two countries had nothing to say, and they would just pull a squadron out to beat the whole world (except for the Zhou Kingdom and the Eastern Song Dynasty, there was no more territory left in the world). But their army was really not stronger than the Western Song Dynasty, otherwise they would not have fought two or one in the last Central Plains War. After so many years of fighting, they could not have destroyed the Western Song Dynasty.

"Father Khan," Tolei whispered, "No! These people are so powerful, let's respond with a strong wall and clearing the world."

He didn't say anything about besieging the city and fighting aid.

It is still possible to siege the city now. After all, Temujin has many soldiers, but it is impossible to attack aid, and it is certain to be defeated by aid.

If the main force of the Song army emerged from the Ili River Valley was the same, Temujin's 200,000 army would be seriously injured, and it would be difficult for one-third to return to the West alive!

"War another night battle!" Temujin was still unwilling to give up.

He led an army of 200,000 from Persia to avenge his son. When he came, he was very aggressive, but after a morning of slaughtering retreat.

Isn't this just a laugh?

So Temujin thought about it and decided to fight the night battle.

Your muskets are powerful during the day, right?

Well, I only started to attack when it was dark and didn’t hit the torch. You can’t see anything!

"Stop using Persians," Temujin said again, "Let our Mongolian men go up... change to maces and maces, and fight with them."

"Then let the child lead the troops!" Tolei immediately asked for the fight.

"No!" Temujin waved his hand immediately, "Let Bor suddenly go.

You have something else…you brought people to burn all the wheat and grass around you!”

"What?" Tuole was stunned, "Father Khan, you want..."

"You'll leave after the fight tonight!" Temujin was decisive, "No matter whether it wins or loses!"

Tonight's night battle is just to find some place. After finding the place, it's time to pat your butt and leave.

So he simply destroyed the wheat fields and pastures around Yilie Fort, and let the Song army, who were busy with farming, work in vain.

Although they would not force them back, they could also delay their counterattack against Saiye. Now it is confirmed that the Great Mongolia could not defeat the Western Song Dynasty. Whether it was fighting for cavalry or positional battles, they were not opponents of the Western Song Dynasty, and they would still be beaten. If they really wanted to defeat, they would not even have Mao.

Now Temujin plans to delay time. As long as the Song people cannot recover Shattered Leaf within five years, he will have the chance to take Constantinople.

Once Constantinople is taken down and the door to Europe is opened, it will be able to completely destroy the Western Regions!

As long as the Western Regions were destroyed into a ruined desert and the Song army relied on military farms to retreat, they could only stop at Fergana and Shuye.

Thinking of this, Temujin breathed a sigh of relief and ordered his left and right: "Go and call Boerhu, Boerhu, Zhelemu, Subutai, Kubi comes to see me!"

...

"Shishou, the Mongolians seem to be burning our wheat fields and pastures!"

During lunch, Yang Tiexin was in a happy mood and thought he had won a big victory. Suddenly, he received bad news that made him very depressed.

"Shishou, there are fires and smoke everywhere on the south bank of the Yili River... It seems that the arson area is very large!"

Jiyi continued to report.

It is autumn now, the climate is dry, and crops and grasslands are easily ignited.

And a bumper harvest is imminent!

After working hard for a year, I waited for the autumn harvest. If the Mongols burned it, the fruits of labor will be gone. The plan to advance to the Suye Valley next year will also be greatly affected.

According to the original plan, the harvest in the Yiliebao military farming area will be used to support military farming in the Suye Valley area. If the military farming in the Suye Valley area has profits, it will be able to support the army to go south to Chachi. After capturing Chachi, the road to Xinliang Mansion will be opened.

Now the Kingdom of Xiliang is still guarding their last base, Xinliang Prefecture (Fergana Basin), which is a treasure land, with fertile land and abundant resources, and there is no flood or drought disaster. It is enough to support the 200,000 Western Expedition Army...

But now, these Mongolians are useless. After only one morning fighting, they began to destroy the wheat fields and pastures outside the city! They are going to run away! Otherwise, why are you destroying the pastures? There are so many Mongolians who don’t eat grass anymore?

"Temujin is going to run?"

Li Bi, who was a Jinshi in the battle, also really understood military affairs and immediately knew Temujin's intentions.

"I definitely won't stay in Yilie Castle for a long time!" Yang Tiexin said, "Temujin's army relies on the cattle and sheep that they accompany him to replenish supplies. What should we eat without so many cattle and sheep in the pasture? If all around Yilie Castle is burned, he will not be able to siege the city. If he doesn't siege the city, he will not be able to attack the aid... He really wants to withdraw!"

"Catch or not?"

Yang Tiexin shook his head, "That's Temujin! It won't be that simple, there must be a trick!"

"What should we do? Watch the Mongolians run away?"

Yang Tiexin hummed a few times, "You can't be so cheap for them... and there are many brothers who have not got the chance to make meritorious service!"

...

Of course Temujin has a look for it later, and it is tied up one by one.

Burning the wheat fields in the pastures was not only to disrupt the Song army's advancement, but also to paralyze the Song army's thoughts.

While burning down the pastures and wheat fields, Temujin also ordered the Persian infantry to retreat with great fanfare.

Because the Western Song army set up a watchtower on Yilie Fort, the Persian infantry had just begun to retreat when they were clearly seen by the sentries on the watchtower.

Moreover, while the grasslands were burned down and the Persian infantry retreated, the frontier of the Mongolian army also began to shrink. The musketeers had broken into contact with the Song army since dusk. Only dozens of cannons were left behind, bombarding the bungalow area guarded by the Song army two or three miles away, which was clearly covering the retreat.

The sky gradually darkened, and the northwest wind hangs stronger and stronger from the afternoon. The smoke and ashes on the grassland spread out, covering everything in a bit of choking smoke, and the visibility was very low. This was not a weather suitable for attack, but it could cover the retreat well. The Mongol scout cavalry stopped their activities since the evening, and the musketeers and artillery on the battlefield in the bungalow area seemed to have begun to retreat. The cannons that roared all day long, and finally the fire was extinguished.

On the Mongolian army side west of the Pingtung District, 5,000 of the most elite warriors of Qiexue were fully prepared to attack. They chewed the dried salt-grained beef strips in silence and drank the horse wine. Apart from the sound of chewing and swallowing, they made almost no sound.

The calmness and silence before the war alone is enough to show that they are one of the most powerful warriors in the world.

Tonight, they will step out of the low chest wall made of sandbags and rush into the bungalow area that was held by the warriors of the Western Song Dynasty. They will either kill the madman who killed the Western Song Dynasty or be killed by the madman.

On nights with extremely poor visibility, there should be no need to worry about the Song army's precise musket shooting. However, when the Western Song infantry who dared to expose their backs to the coercion that kept firing, the Mongolian warriors had an ominous premonition.

On the Mongolian artillery positions, because the night and smoke had completely covered the signs of troops' activities. A large number of shells were transported to the front line by mules and horses. Within an hour, each cannon received twenty shells and black powder that were enough to fire them. The black powder used for firing was all high-end goods imported from Egypt (produced by the Great Zhou Republic)!

Temujin's nephew, the Mongolian army's artillery director, patrolled the artillery positions with a slab, checking the preparation of artillery pieces one by one. Not only did he check the positions of shells, gunpowder and cannons, but he also had to check whether the artillery soldiers had prepared hammers and nails to nail the fire door.

Because tonight's attack by the Qiexue army will be carried out according to the principle of "one blow is unfavorable, escape is gone".
To be continued...