my days with tyrants

Aksu.

Amid Aunt Wang's singing, Ambassador Yang leisurely crossed his legs and sat on his homemade rocking chair. While tapping the rhythm of the music on the armrest, he watched the enemy troops advancing outside the city.

There are also a few beautiful girls waiting on the side.

Those who handed him grapes, those who fanned him, those who beat his legs...

This feeling is what I want.

Even if there are heavy armor on the legs, it is more like knocking on a wooden fish.

Outside the city, after a month of preparations, the enemy army finally started to attack, sweating profusely pushing counterweight trebuchets, siege towers, ladder carts, and stubby stone-shooting cannons, of course. Yes, and there are countless people carrying flying ladders.The materials used for these siege equipment are basically directly demolished houses from Baicheng, Quxian and other places that were massacred. Although there are actually Populus euphratica trees that can be cut down along the coast, Hudaida still proposed to demolish those houses. Very cherished.Anyway, Qu Xian, the cities of Baicheng are also empty, and those houses just happened to be demolished to make siege equipment.

Then transport it by water.

The Tarim River in this season can be completely transported by water.

In fact, the supplies for the 15 troops were also transported from Kashgar by water. Although Kugeda was in pain, he had no choice but to do his best to search for food and livestock in various cities, and then sent them to feed him. Mu'er is a huge army like a bottomless pit.

As for Timur supporting war with war...

Where can I grab it?
In a sense, Qu Xian is simply an empty city.

Yang Feng's group of hungry wolves had already snatched it up.

Not to mention livestock and food, women and children were snatched away and sent to Chalishi. Only the unlucky ones in Baicheng were washed out with blood, but there were [-] young and strong women in Baicheng and some women who gave them to Yang Feng, and they also brought food with them. Prior to this went fork force loss.

The reason why Timur slaughtered Baicheng is probably because of insufficient supplies.

There is some grain and livestock there.

but……

The population there also has to be consumed.

If he snatched them all away, they would definitely not agree. Since they were not given a way to survive, they would of course have to work hard.

In this case, it is better to simply kill the foodless people.

As for fork force loss...

Tamerlane slaughtered Baicheng, and if Chali lost the city lord, of course the bloody battle to the end.

Moreover, they were originally Gaochang Uyghurs who were forcibly converted, but now they are generally called Sari Uighurs. Although this name originally refers to the Yellow-headed Uighurs, Gaochang died long ago, so they are basically mixed up.Including the miscellaneous names in Turpan, Huozhou and other places in Bieshibali, the entire east of Tiemenguan is counted, the northern Xinjiang is Mongolia, the western part of southern Xinjiang is the Dugrat tribe, and the middle part, including the lower reaches of the Tarim River, is full of Sari Uighurs .

In fact, they were forcibly converted to the faith only a dozen years ago. Under the current circumstances, of course, they are not willing to allow Timur to continue to be enslaved.

If Timur didn't slaughter the city, they might consider kneeling again.

Tucheng would stop kneeling.

Then the strength of the fork was lost, Turpan and other cities quickly united, pieced together the remaining young and strong capable of fighting, and quickly reached the iron gate to deploy defenses.

And ask Song Sheng and Hami for help.

Timur's vanguard cavalry tried to attack after reaching the iron gate.

But failed.

And it is difficult to resupply at too far away.

Now all of Timur's supplies have to be transported from Kashgar and Yarkand, and it is nearly two thousand miles away from the iron gate. Such a transportation distance cannot support a large-scale attack there, so his army stopped by iron gate. The door closes.

"Because of your torment in the Western Regions, the population has been halved at least!

How cruel! "

Like him, Zhang Fu sat leisurely on the same rocking chair and sighed with emotion.

Of course, he changed his words in Holi.

He has been in Longquanwei for so long, of course he can speak the languages ​​of those tribes.

But what he said is also true. This war has caused the population of the Western Regions to drop sharply, and most of the dead are young and strong. Of the [-] troops they brought across the iron gate, less than half are still alive. There is still one-third of Ugqihashha's troops left.

It's just on their side.

As for the enemy army, more young and strong died.

And the war is not over yet, it can only be said that it is halfway through.

Next, Timur will withdraw his troops, and Yang Feng will definitely hunt down Hugeda, Kashgar, and Yarkand. These cities will have to face a war. The death of the war and those who were taken away will eventually leave the entire southern Xinjiang. The lower third of the population is not bad.

"How can you blame me?
Shami Chagan and his sons are here to solve their power ministers and restore the authority of the Great Khan. On the contrary, I am helping them. This is what they invited me to come.Tuli Timur is to help their brothers of the same family in the golden family, and also to plunder, and they thank me for giving them the opportunity to escape poverty.As for those newly attached troops, the Great Khan who followed them belonged to them and devoted themselves to the country.

This is their duty.

As for Ugzihashha, he did it in order to get his pardon from the Ming Emperor.

Neither of them was forced by me, or cheated by me.

It's all voluntary.

As for the current result, how can there be no surprises in this war? Could it be that I will have a foretelling and know that Timur will send troops?There are risks in fighting a war. We are all adults and we must be responsible for the choices we make.

As for the massacre of Timur, it was because he was cruel by nature. "

Yang Feng said in the same language.

Then he straightened up...

"Tamerlane, you cruel devil, I condemn you, the spirits of the people in Baicheng will not let you go.

You will go to hell. "

he shouted.

Then he lay down again.

"Look, I condemn him!"

He said.

Zhang Fu was speechless.

"Ambassador, their catapults are in position."

A Ming army officer came over and saluted and said.

Yang Feng lazily straightened up again...

"I'm going out to pretend again!"

He said.

The next moment he jumped up, and amidst the cheers on the city wall, he grabbed a log standing beside the city wall in an instant, flew out with the whole body, and thrust the log into the moat in mid-air, just as he fell to the river. At the same time, the log pestle reached the bottom of the river. The buoyancy of the water and the buffer of the silt allowed him to obtain a certain buffer, and then fell to the opposite bank by the length of the log.

There was an excited roar on the city wall, and even the sound of drums and horns sounded chaotically.

Ambassador Yang put on a half-centimeter-thick iron mask.

Then he pulled the log out of the moat, and immediately raised his hand upwards.

A specially selected soldier on the city wall immediately threw a gourd at him.

Ambassador Yang caught it without looking back.

Then he unplugged the plug and poured the gasoline inside over the log as if enchanted.

His own distillate.

In Aksu City and Wushi City, there are a lot of crude oil used for city defense. This thing is widely used in cities in the Western Regions, because Kuqa has it. There is a stream of crude oil emerging from the northwest mountain, which should be from the modern Baicheng Oilfield. oil seedlings.As for the distillate, it is even simpler. Get a closed cauldron, put a pipe covered with iron sheet or copper sheet and immerse in water, boil the crude oil and then condense the steam. It doesn't matter what kind of oil these are now.

It's easy to use.

In fact, it should be a mixture of kerosene and gasoline.

When Ambassador Yang finished enchanting, the cavalry on the opposite side had already rushed out of the formation.

This is the Kashgar cavalry.

It can be seen that Hugeda is behind, and the leader of the team should be the general of his family. They can be said to hate Yang Feng, and the good life has become like this, all because of this demon.

The corpses of their brothers of the same clan were strewn across the field, the city was reduced to ruins, and their families were still starving to save food for Timur's army. It can be said that everything was given by him.These cavalrymen want to kill him the most now. After all, if they spend one more day here, their relatives in the rear will have to feed the 15 army for one more day.

They are all starving to death now.

15 troops, how much food do they have to eat a day!

There are only [-] households in Kashgar, and Yingjisha, Yarkand, and Khotan will not exceed [-] households.

One family is not enough to support one.

I can't afford it.

In fact, at this time, Yaerqiang and other secrets had already begun to be dissatisfied with Kugeda.

"Where's Khuda?
I knew this, why should I be at the beginning?
At the beginning, I just asked you [-] young and strong to work for me with a year's worth of food, and I even gave them back wages, but he refused. Now you have killed more than [-] people, and the price you paid is more than that year's price food?

Combining the 43 county railways in six states, we can't make a mistake for this! "

Yang Feng admired the logs in his hand and said as if admiring a work of art.

At the same time, he took out his lighter.

Just as the cavalry on the opposite side roared and began to charge, the front end of the log burst into flames instantly.

Then he raised this solid poplar wood with both hands like a Hellboy holding a flaming sword...

"Suffer to death!"

He roared.

Then he galloped forward to meet the cavalry.

At the moment of collision, the log turned into a long whip of flames, sweeping across the cavalry's horse legs, and then the horses fell down one by one. At the same time, the horse hair and the cloth on the cavalry were also ignited. The war horses that did not come, and the cavalry on horseback struggled in the flames, but they burned in the struggle.

Although the gasoline on the log was almost exhausted, the log itself was already burning.

Yang Feng swung this terrifying weapon and flew through the flames below like a pole vault. While the cavalrymen were chaotically dodging, it landed directly among them and then swept around.

There was a sea of ​​fire all around.

There was a mad roar on the walls.

Surrounded by screams of burning fire.

He held a flame sword more than seven meters long in the raging fire.

Then he flies again.

The cavalry below dodged to the sides in horror.

After landing, he still jumped up again like a pole vault.

After a few strokes, he was already behind the cavalry.

In front of him, there are counterweight trebuchets that have just been put in place. A Khorasan general is instructing the soldiers to prepare to reload. His sudden appearance made this guy feel at a loss. Out of thousands of cavalry.But then he came to his senses, and the infantry who formed the formation immediately moved forward amidst his roar, but Yang Feng's speed was too fast, and these counterweight trebuchets were at the forefront of the formation, and in a blink of an eye, this catapult was more than seven meters long. Here comes the Pillar of Fire guy.The general hurriedly led the soldiers forward, and Yang Feng stabbed the logs like spears among them, scaring the soldiers to dodge quickly, then Yang Feng swept left and right, and all the soldiers in front dodged.

This is instinct.

After all, no one wants to touch a burning log.

The general was very brave, holding up his shield to protect himself, he slammed into the log fiercely, trying to push it away and force him in front of Yang Feng.

but……

He is a little late.

The log burning with raging flames hit his chest all at once.

He screamed and flew backwards.

"Unbelievable!"

Yang Feng said contemptuously.

Immediately afterwards, he put the log pestle in his hand into the stone bombs piled up next to him. These stone bombs were all poured with crude oil. With one pestle, he immediately turned into a blazing fire, and then he threw stones towards the side like a billiard ball. With a thrust of the machine, the burning stone bullets rolled over immediately, and Yang Feng leisurely shot all the stone bullets over.

The huge counterweight trebuchet immediately burst into flames.

Then he moved on to the next one.

At this time, the infantry swarmed over, and he casually shot a stone bullet over.

Hundred-jin stone bombs crashed into the soldiers with burning flames in an instant.

The latter screamed.

Yang Feng happily ran to the second trebuchet, ignited the same pile of stone bombs, and then kept hitting them with the burning logs in his hand like playing billiards, letting them crash into the unlucky soldiers with flames.The poplar log was strong, and although it had been burned for a while, it was still not completely burned, and he could happily continue his game, lighting the counterweight trebuchet, and using these stone projectiles to hit the attacking infantry.

A total of six counterweight trebuchets were set on fire by him soon.

And the same flames rose among those unlucky soldiers...

On the war elephant in the distance, Timur was still silently watching his performance.

But Sultan finally sighed.

Then he waved forward.

"Siege!"

He said.

The officer beside him waved a flag.

In four directions, 15 soldiers who had lined up and waited for a long time pushed the ladders, siege towers, battering rams, and carried a flying ladder, and started a full-scale attack on Aksu City.

Yang Feng looked at him in the flames.

He also looked at Yang Feng.

"Timer, you don't want to know, where is King Yan going now?"

Yang Feng shouted with a smile.

Calculated according to the time, Zhu Di had almost arrived in Talas by this time. Even if Timur retreated immediately, it would take a month to reach Khujand, but he almost happened to meet Zhu Di.

He spoke in Mongolian, so Timur froze for a moment.

Clearly he was aware of this neglected issue.

Of course, it’s not that he’s old and faint, but that the Ming army has always belonged to another world to him. His thinking has become inertial, and he habitually ignores Zhu Di’s army, even though he already knows that Zhu Di is Jinshan. It is also difficult to pay attention to this issue when considering the situation.

but now……

He seemed to be in real trouble.

"Good luck, Sultan!"

Yang Feng said with a smile.

Immediately afterwards, he ran towards the city of Aksu, and soon reached the bottom of the city, grabbed the rope thrown from the city, and climbed the city at the fastest speed...

"Prepare to fight. If you persist for half a month, you will win. King Yan's army has already gone to attack Samarkand."

He shouted to the soldiers around him.