Nanming: I can build wonders

Chapter 637 The psychological defense line has been breached (please subscribe!)
"Among them is Fu Bowen, a military doctor. He is the reincarnation of the Medicine King Bodhisattva. He treats the wounded regardless of whether they are high or low, regardless of whether they are Tibetan or wise.

Medicine King Bodhisattva is also known as the "Emperor of Medicine", "King of Medicine" and "First Doctor" in Chinese folk beliefs. God is also the god of medicine believed by Chinese folklore.

According to folklore, Emperor Shennong was the manifestation of the Medicine King Bodhisattva in the world. Emperor Shennong tasted all kinds of herbs and wrote "Shen Nong's Materia Medica", which is the earliest surviving monograph on Chinese medicine.

"Thanks to Dr. Fu's bodhisattva heart, I, Zhuoma, surrendered to the Ming army. I hope that all compatriots, whether you follow the instructions of the Buddha or for your own family, please submit to the Ming Dynasty!"

"Boom boom boom" sounded several times, and it was the Tibetans on the city tower who were forced by the Mongolian nobles to fire and raise their guns with knives, so as to interfere with his speech.

Lifting the gun is the most advanced weapon that the Heshuote Mongols can obtain.

Lifting Gun, also known as 'Nine-Headed Bird', is a large shotgun. The picture of it was first recorded in Tiangong Kaiwu in the Ming Dynasty. It is equipped with a tripod bracket and a rotating device. It is three meters long and weighs 1.2 kg. It has an effective range of 200 meters and is powerful. , used to deal with targets that are difficult to penetrate with ordinary firecrackers, and the range is tens of meters farther than ordinary firecrackers. It is an absolute artifact, even the chariots at that time could not resist it.

Unfortunately, they just couldn't reach Dolma.

Now the Tibetan soldiers have been completely shaken.

If it was the people of Ming Dynasty who shouted, they would still be skeptical.

But Dolma is one of his own, and he is well-known, and those who have been with him all think that he will not lie.

And after Dolma told everything, he worshiped the Buddha devoutly.

The Tibetan soldiers here are very pious, and what they have said before the Buddha cannot be faked.

If he tells a lie, he will fall into Avici Hell after death, and he will never be able to recover!
The Tibetan soldiers on the top of the city were completely confused. Should they listen to Dolma and Buddha, or the Mongols?
Zhuoma and Buddha are the truth, while the Mongols are butcher knives.

Today's political offensive has come to an end, the morale of the Tibetans has been completely disintegrated, Qamdo's psychological defense has been breached, and Xu Xianwu ordered a retreat.

Lord Heshuo watched Fude Gongbu from the tower, and his face turned ashen.

He's afraid it's bad luck.

In the past, when the Heshuote Khanate took refuge in the Qing Dynasty, they had also heard of the Ming Dynasty, but at that time the Ming Dynasty had already perished, and the fighting power of the Ming army was belittled by the Manchus in various ways.

After today, he re-acquainted with the word Mingjun.

Heshuo is not a vegetarian either. He has rich experience. He joined forces with those great lamas at the first time to confuse the soldiers: Ming people are extremely cunning and have bad intentions. Don't believe what they say!The Ming people came to the snowy plateau to destroy the Tibetans and the Buddha. These heretics are demons and ghosts. We must resolutely kill them!
The big lamas said things that they didn't believe, and they barely confused the [-] Tibetan soldiers and continued to hang out with the Heshuote Mongols.

If those big lamas don't come out to help, Fude Gongbu will have to choose to commit suicide, because the fight can't continue.

Xu Xianwu looked at the high city wall shrouded in clouds and mist, his face was full of relief.

As a military champion of the Qing Dynasty, he knew that if the Qing army were to attack this fortified city with [-] defenders, it would be impossible to defeat it without leaving tens of thousands of corpses.

Daming is different. Various long-range weapons emerge in endlessly. If the rifled guns are not too heavy to carry too many guns, it would be easier to attack Qamdo.

But the lightweight mortar and the Black Whirlwind rocket tube will suffice.

Xu Xianwu glanced at the black whirlwind rockets erected on the side. They are solid in appearance, and the most important thing is that they sound scary!
It is just right for superstitious Tibetans.

The city walls of Qamdo were constantly attacked by black whirlwind rockets that made strange screams of "Jie Jie Jie".

The Heshuote soldiers on the top of the wall were helpless.

Coupled with the precise sniping of the trigger rifle and the fixed-point bombing of the mortar, the number of Heshuo special soldiers on the top of the city continued to decrease.

The situation is stronger than people, the Ming army continued to bloodletting the Heshuo special soldiers, the quantity turned into a qualitative change, and the Heshuo special soldiers suffered heavy losses!
If the Heshuo special soldier is a boss with blood bars, then the blood bars will drop down.

In contrast, the losses of the Ming army were very small. Pan Aqiang gave full play to the power of the Ming army's firearms, and the place where he could send bullets was definitely not good for anyone!

Secondly, when dispatching elite troops to attack, they don't go all out, and there are always a large number of reserve troops for fire support or emergency.

The Ming army's offensive was fierce and fierce, but every attack would not spare any power, and the extra spare power was used to prevent the violent surprise attack of Heshuote soldiers.

Pan Aqiang really wants to win, but he is not in a hurry, the prey has already been caught in the net, he just needs to slowly draw the net.

Like the most patient hunter, he slowly pushed his opponent into the abyss of despair.

Pan Aqiang's idea is not to seek a quick attack, but to increase the pressure on the troops bit by bit with the refueling tactics. He would rather spend more energy than give the enemy any chance.

The Ming army was a little tired after fighting in Qamdo. Even after adapting to the altitude sickness, their various military capabilities were not as good as before.

It's better to fight slowly and give your troops some breathing room.

Wouldn't it be beautiful to let the Great Monk of the Central Plains and the surrendered Tibetan soldiers persuade them to surrender after every attack!
Under Daming's double offensive, every night, Tibetan soldiers would sneak out and surrender.

As time went by, more and more Daming National Defense Forces came to Qamdo, and the main force to attack the city gradually changed from the Guards to the National Defense Forces.

Pan Aqiang thought this was a good opportunity for training, so he asked the National Defense Forces to take turns.

It happened that the Tibetan soldiers who surrendered belonged to the National Defense Forces, so let them take the Tibetan soldiers to attack the city, and their own people beat their own people, so as to put more psychological pressure on the Tibetan soldiers in the city!
Outside the city wall, Pan Aqiang asked people to set up a tea stand to enjoy buttered tea from the snow-covered plateau.

Legend has it that there were two tribes on the snowy plateau, and they had feuded due to an armed fight.

Mei Meicuo, the daughter of the chieftain in charge of the tribe, fell in love with Wen Dunba, the son of the chieftain of the Nu tribe, in labor. When Dunba held the cremation ceremony, Mei Meicuo jumped into the flames to die in love.

After the death of both parties, Mei Meicuo went to the mainland to become tea leaves on tea trees, and Wen Dunba went to Qiangtang to become salt in salt lakes. Whenever Tibetans made buttered tea, tea and salt met again, which was triggered by tea customs. The story has a strong artistic appeal.

It is a good experience to enjoy butter tea in the plateau.

Based on the mentality that it is better to have fun alone than to have fun with others, Pan Aqiang led several senior military officers to sit and drink tea together, and take a look at how the children are playing!
(End of this chapter)