When the hundred-thousand-strong army led by Feng Sheng arrived beneath the walls of Samarkand, Timur immediately frowned. Although he had repeatedly seen reports of the Ming Army's formidable combat strength before this,
he was still dumbfounded when he witnessed it with his own eyes.
Looking out, every Ming soldier wore exceptionally sturdy armor and carried a Flintlock Musket. Behind the Ming formation stood densely packed Red-Clad Cannons.
Before Timur could react, Feng Sheng had already given the order to attack the city.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In an instant.
Cannon fire filled the sky.
The shells fired by the Red-Clad Cannons struck Samarkand's walls with precision, immediately killing and wounding several defenders.
Right after that.
As more cannon fire crashed into the city walls, the defending soldiers had already fallen into complete chaos.
They scattered in flight!
Timur panicked the moment he saw this scene.
He could not believe that such devastating weapons existed in this world.
It completely overturned Timur's understanding...
"Meet the enemy!"
"Fight them now!"
"Fire the arrows! Don't let the Ming Army take the city!!"
Timur roared himself hoarse. He even picked up a bow personally and fired arrows at the attacking Ming Army like a madman.
But.
After striking the Ming soldiers' armor, the arrows simply bounced away, utterly incapable of inflicting any damage.
In other words.
The soldiers defending the city had no means whatsoever of harming the Ming Army.
Perhaps at that moment.
Timur finally understood why his army had collapsed so quickly.
This was a complete crushing advantage.
Bang!
At that moment, accompanied by a deafening explosion.
Samarkand's gates were breached by the Ming Army. Countless soldiers surged into the city, and another fierce battle erupted!
This was a one-sided massacre.
Even though.
Every defender fought desperately with his life on the line,