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Qin Mu's black flag accelerated again, constantly tearing through the gloomy rain curtain, and rushed straight towards the enemy with a vast black iron stream.
The strong wind bent the flag and almost broke the flagpole. The raindrops as big as beans hit people's faces, making their skin crack.
The mountains and rivers on all sides were filled with a chilling and solemn atmosphere. The gloomy wind and rain seemed like the heavens were weeping for this tragic massacre. The birds flew high and the beasts fled far away.
The sound waves caused by the countless iron hooves were like the surging waves of the sea. The majestic murderous aura destroyed mountains and poured out into the sky. Even the fish in the Han River were shocked and jumped out of the water, scrambling to swim away.
Closer and closer, the Tartar's burly body, ferocious face, sharp white teeth, defiant eyes, and bulging blue veins were all within sight.
The Qin cavalry, who had just ravaged the Tartar infantry, held their swords and spears tightly, squeezed their horses' bellies, and urged their horses with all their might, with a silent and indifferent courage that disregarded life and death, and with a spirit of going without return, and charged! Charge forward!
In a flash, the two rushing iron streams collided like comets, and the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. The attack was so swift, like thunder and lightning, and the blood splattered in the wind and rain. The sound of fighting shook the mountains, rivers and city walls.
The fallen horses screamed and rolled, the sabers that had fallen out of their hands stabbed straight into the air, and the seriously injured soldiers still stood up and bit the fallen enemies until they had used up the last bit of strength in their bodies;
Qin Mu was covered in black armor, looking cold and grim, with only a pair of icy eyes showing outside.
He swung the giant sword vigorously. This sword was definitely not made of ordinary brass. It must have been mixed with other unknown minerals. It was thick and sharp. With full force, it could penetrate the enemy's armor. Bang! Even the sturdy white-armored soldier in front of him had his arm cut off by him. The scarlet blood sprayed all over the black armor, turning it dark purple.
Niu Wanchuan leaned forward with his strong body like an ox, roaring "Whoever stands in my way will die!"
A Tartar general rode his horse and rushed over with a fierce smile, slashing down with his long sword. Niu Wanchuan raised his round shield and shook off the Tartar's long sword with all his strength. The huge golden mace in his right hand swept out like lightning, "bang!" The Tartar's breastplate was shattered, his chest cavity collapsed, his spine was broken, and his entire upper body was almost broken. Blood gushed out of his mouth like a fountain... ...
Niu Wanshan even smashed the enemy's horse's head with his long spear. With murderous aura and the force of thunder, he smashed through the enemy's formation fiercely, splitting flesh and blood everywhere, and the momentum was extremely frightening, even some fierce Tartars were frightened and fled away.
When in Wuchang, Sima An secretly told Niu Wanshan that even if Qin Mu was forcibly tied up, he could not let him go out of the city to fight in person.
But Qin Mu seemed to have anticipated this and drew his sword before he could even make a move on the city wall.
Before going to battle, he had to alternate between his brothers, one on the left and one on the right. No matter what, they were not allowed to leave Qin Mu's side.
The two were highly skilled in martial arts and as brave as tigers. With their hard fighting, Qin Mu defeated his warhorse. He kept charging forward, and the black flag kept cutting into the enemy formation.
The roar of the golden swords and iron horses was like an explosion, and the flashes of swords and sabers were dancing like snow. The sand flew into the ground, and the sharp arrowheads pierced the bones. There was blood and flesh flying everywhere, and corpses were everywhere. Throats were broken by shouting, and blood had flowed like a river.
But the Tatars were not a chaotic army that would collapse at the first blow. They were as strong as tigers and as ferocious as wolves. This fierce battle was destined to be a feast for the god of death.
From the moment the war began, the gates of hell were opened.
In the brutal slaughter on both sides, wailing sounds pierced the sky, limbs flew everywhere, people fell off their horses and died, and blood poured into the earth.
The corpses scattered all over the place slowed down the speed of both sides. In addition, the heavy rain continued and the ground was muddy. The two armies had gone from a fierce charge to a fight on the spot.
Countless horses' hooves trampled forward and backward, and the cavalry lost their speed. They were not as flexible as the infantry, so some people tried to stand up straight on horseback, hoping to cut down the enemy from a high position.
The two armies were engaged in a fierce battle, drums and horns were echoing, war horses were neighing, blades were clashing, precious swords were breaking, every man was fighting in a bloody battle, every man was swinging his sword with all his might; the master fell to the ground dead from exhaustion, and the defeated horse neighed sadly to the sky.
You kill an enemy at this moment, but it may be your turn to be utterly destroyed the next moment;
Here, regardless of the division of soldiers and generals, all lives were treated as worthless, and the scene was tragic and intense. The shores of the huge harbor were filled with corpses, and the caves in the city walls were filled with blood.
Although the Tartars had fewer soldiers, they were all strong and sturdy, with ferocious faces and roars like wolves. Fortunately, the Qin army had also been training hard for nearly two years, chopping off countless wooden stakes, and their arm strength and swordsmanship were no less than theirs.
Now everyone had lost their speed, and with heavy rain falling, the Tatars' best riding and archery skills could not be brought into play. The two armies fought on equal terms, with equally heavy casualties.
What is being tested at this moment is perseverance and the determination to die. Whoever gives up first will be defeated.
The sound of the pipa on the top of the city wall had stopped because the strings had broken and her fingers had been cut. Li Xiangjun stood on the city wall, staring at the battlefield motionlessly, blood dripping from the middle finger of her right hand, but she was completely unaware.
The figure in black armor could no longer be found, and even in the wind and rain, his black battle flag could no longer be seen clearly. The sound of rain-like hooves could no longer be heard, and only thunderous shouts and gushing blood remained. The water of the Han River had turned scarlet, the sky was gloomy, and the cold rain was miserable.
As a woman, Li Xiangjun saw such a tragic war scene for the first time, not to mention that her lover was fighting in it without hesitation. She clenched her fists unconsciously and her body trembled inexplicably.
She wanted to scream, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something.
So this is what war is. War is not about standing on a flower boat and shouting: "With a feather fan and a blue silk scarf, the masts and oars will be reduced to ashes."
War is a bloody battle of life and death, iron and blood. It is cruel beyond your description. It is the nightmare of the cowardly and the graveyard of the brave.
Staring at the battlefield where blood and flesh were flying everywhere, Li Xiangjun fell into a state of frenzy.
Just below the city wall where she was standing, although the Tartar siege infantry had been ravaged by Qin Mu's cavalry and suffered casualties everywhere, after discovering that the two cavalry units were stuck in a fight, they began to gather together under the organization of the Qing army generals, preparing to join the ranks of encircling and killing Qin Mu's cavalry.
When Liu Yongzhi on the top of the city wall discovered the Tartars' intention, he was terrified. Qin Mu and his men had already lost their speed and it was difficult to determine the outcome. Once these Tartar infantry joined in, the consequences would be disastrous.
Liu Yongzhi shouted angrily, "Quick! Anyone who can hold a weapon, follow me and charge out of the city. Kill!"
The Qin army often practiced rapid response to unexpected events, and in this respect, it could be said that they were invincible.
As soon as Liu Yongzhi gave the order, generals at all levels immediately organized their soldiers, rushed down the city wall quickly, shouting, and rushed out of the city like a tide.
At this time, the cavalry of both sides were caught in a chaotic fight, and the infantry who rushed out of the city soon fought each other.
The scene was in extreme chaos. However, the effect of the Qin army's two years of hard training was reflected at this moment. Although there was no formation to follow in the life-and-death battle between the two armies, the Qin army was still able to maintain a small group structure of one five and one ten, cooperate with each other, and work together to kill the enemy.
This is extremely valuable in a chaotic battlefield.
The Tatar soldiers could not do this, as they were used to riding and shooting. Cavalry did not have a very strict formation in combat, and now that they had become infantry, they immediately fell into a state of fighting on their own.
The Green Camp soldiers who had just surrendered to the Qing Dynasty were even worse. They were poorly trained and were just pretending to be powerful. When they saw the Qing army was in a tough battle, they were scared.
The Qin army became more and more skilled in coordination. Under the leadership of the squad leader, the soldiers of each squad worked together in unity and closely, marching forward. Soon, the squads began to coordinate with each other, constantly attacking the scattered enemies from left and right.
In the fierce fighting, there was no hope of victory. The Green Camp soldiers were the first to collapse and began to flee. This also affected the morale of the Manchu and Mongolian Tatars, and they began to retreat.
The scales of victory tilted towards the Qin army little by little. The rain in the sky gradually stopped, but the killing on the earth continued. One by one, the Tartars were hacked to death in the mud, and their howls echoed through the sky.
The Qing army commander, Jituo, wanted to eat alive those fleeing Green Camp soldiers. Seeing that the situation was irreversible, he could only order a retreat while fighting. The horns sounded one after another, and the Tartar soldiers began to retreat unwillingly.
The Qin army chased for two miles, but since they were also exhausted, Qin Mu had to order the enemy to give up the pursuit.
When the people in the city heard the news, they rushed to the top of the city walls and cheered enthusiastically. There was no doubt that this was a great victory.
The rumor that if there are less than 10,000 Jurchens, they are invincible if there are more than 10,000 can be put to rest.
They don't have three heads and six arms. Although they are brave, they are still flesh and blood and can also win.
Defeating an enemy that is said to be stronger than oneself, even if it was only a narrow victory, is definitely something to be proud of.
The Qin soldiers were still bleeding, but they all had smiles of victory on their faces.
The clouds cleared and the rain stopped, and the bright sunshine shone on the smiling faces of the soldiers, so brilliant.
For the victory of this first battle, all the sacrifices are worth it. Its boost to morale is greater than anything else. In the future, when the Qin soldiers face the Tatars, they will no longer be afraid and will have the confidence to win.
There was cheering from both inside and outside the city. Under Qin Mu's order, the soldiers chopped off the heads of all the Tartars and built a tall Jingguan in the north of the city.
In ancient times, the victorious army used Jingguan to show off their military achievements; now, Qin Mu wanted to use it to intimidate the enemy.
Yes, he wanted to use bloody facts to tell the Tartars not to come, or else he would chop off your dog heads.
The people lined the streets to welcome the triumphant warriors. They were so excited that they didn't know what to say. They just cheered and expressed their emotions to their heart's content. The whole city of Hanyang was filled with cheers.
Seeing the huge black flag and the figure in black armor, Li Xiangjun lifted her skirt and rushed out of the city gate tower regardless of everything, floating down the steps of the city wall like a white cloud.
The people had kind smiles on their faces and made way for her. Li Xiangjun ran to Qin Mu's horse and called out "Qin Lang..." with tears in her eyes, then she choked with sobs.
Qin Mu took off his helmet and said with a smile: "I heard it. The song "General's Order" is the voice that inspires me to keep moving forward. Soldiers, did you hear it?"
The soldiers behind him suddenly shouted loudly: "I heard it!" Their voices were filled with the joy of victory.
Qin Mu's eyes swept over the people who lined the streets to welcome him, and he shouted, "I have also heard your voices and your prayers, praying that our brave soldiers will win a great victory. Now, they have not let the elders and villagers down. They have used their victory to prove that the rumors that Jurchens with less than 10,000 men are invincible are all bluffing. Folks, please welcome them with the warmest cheers!"
When people heard this, they were so excited that tears welled up in their eyes. In an instant, cheers were like the surging waves of the sea, rolling up thousands of layers and rising straight into the sky... ... ...
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