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The Tatars are now like a group of wounded beasts. In order to survive, they cannot help but commit some bestial acts.
After thousands of Tatars swam across the river, they could not get clothes because the fire on the pontoon bridge had not been put out. So they just rode their horses naked, waving their sabers, and rushed towards the Qin army's battle formation.
This ugly scene formed a sharp contrast with the battlefield of blood and fire, creating a strong visual impact and leaving people stunned.
Qin Zuoming's army was the target of this ** army's attack. He seemed to be greatly insulted and shouted with a knife: "Shoot! Shoot these beasts to death!"
In the Qin army formation, a rain of arrows immediately rose into the air and shot towards the naked Tatars.
These naked guys had no ability to defend themselves. Arrows suddenly rained down from the dark sky. They couldn't even block them with their swords. The powerful arrows pierced their flesh and bones. Blood was flying like rain. Those who fell off their horses screamed in pain and were trampled into mud by the iron hooves.
Two rounds of arrow rain dealt a heavy blow to the ** army. When the news reached the north bank, Duoduo shouted in grief: "Don't take off your armor, cross the river! Cross the river! Kill the enemies on the south bank, cross the river!"
Thousands of Tatars, under Duoduo's strict orders, rushed into the water, carrying their horses across the river. The fire on the pontoon bridge was finally put out. The Qing army drove new wooden stakes and replaced the burned bridge section with huge logs and door panels.
On the south bank, the Qin army had arrived with a force of 40,000. The remaining 2,000 cavalrymen regrouped and, led by Qin Zuoming, fought back again.
Qin Zuoming and Qin Zuoming are the grandsons of Qin Liangyu. Although they are not very young, they have been fighting since they were young. After being transferred to Jinling by Qin Mu, this is the first time they have the opportunity to participate in the war. The two brothers cooperate skillfully, with infantry and cavalry coordinating, and constantly approaching the Qing army's beachhead.
The number of Qing troops who successfully crossed the south bank through various means had reached 10,000, and the sound of killing was like a tide within a radius of several miles.
Liu Meng divided his troops into two and advanced along the riverbank from the east and west, attacking the Qing army's beachhead like two iron fists. In addition to the giant shield and the two-meter-long spears used to block the cavalry's charge, the Qin army also brought a lot of chevaux de frise.
This type of chevaux de frise is very simple. Each log has a row of cross holes drilled into it, and ten iron spears are inserted into it, forming a roughly "大" shape when viewed horizontally, with the spear tips extending diagonally forward as long as ten feet.
The length of each pole was not fixed. The number of iron spears inserted into it was also not fixed. Usually, two soldiers could carry it and move it quickly.
Relying on these movable chevaux de frise, the Qin army not only blocked the multiple rounds of fierce attacks by the Qing army's cavalry, but also steadily advanced forward, gradually compressing the Qing army's beachhead position.
For the Qing army, if they could not break through, they would be completely annihilated.
Therefore, everyone rushed forward without hesitation, and in the darkness of night, in the wind and snow, the battle was extremely brutal. The Qing army was like a wounded beast, roaring and snarling, rushing towards the battle formation of the Qin army, with rain of horse hooves, hot blood, and arrows like locusts...
Snow dances in the sky, thousands of horses neigh in the west wind. The night is dark and full of murderous spirits, the firelight reflects blood red. The sound of drums still shakes the mountains, and the rain of arrows covers the sky. The generals died in hundreds of battles, and the sound of killing penetrated the nine heavens. Corpses spread across the plains, and blood waves flowed eastward.
Although swimming across the freezing cold river came at a heavy price of losing one-fifth or even one-quarter of the troops each time, in order to turn the tide of the battle, Duoduo accepted Ning Wanwo's suggestion and sent 3,000 men each from ten miles upstream and downstream to swim across the river, carrying their war horses, in preparation for attacking the Qin army on the south bank from behind.
Fortunately, Liu Meng was a man of rough but meticulous character. Although the beachhead battle was in full swing, he did not relax the patrols in other places. The Qing army's actions were discovered in advance by scouts, who urgently reported to Liu Meng.
Liu Meng quickly divided the remaining 2,000 cavalry into two and rushed to block the enemy. As a result, the battlefield became larger and larger, and the situation became extremely complicated. If one was not careful, he might lose everything.
After the pontoon bridge was rebuilt, the Qing army's speed of crossing the river suddenly increased. Duoduo, Ning Wanwo and others also successfully crossed the south bank, leaving less than 7,000 people on the north bank.
At this moment, a flame suddenly shot up into the sky from the north, stretching for several miles, forming a sea of fire that illuminated the night sky, as if thousands of troops were charging towards them.
The north wind was howling, the snow was flying, and in the night there were bursts of singing, the singing was like the raging waves of the sea, passionate and moving, rising straight up into the clouds and echoing in all directions:
The old Qin is strong and will recover our land.
The war will not stop until the blood is shed and the people die.
How can there be peace when the world is in turmoil
Qin has sharp warriors and their swords are sharp.
The energy blows up the moon, and the force shoots at the wolf in the sky.
Clothed in black and wearing dark armor, sweeping across the world!
Hearing this song like waves, the Qin army that was fighting bloody battles on the south bank cheered, "Reinforcements have arrived!" "Reinforcements have arrived!" "The Qin will win!" "Long live the Qin!"
After a round of cheers, the Qin army on the south bank also roared in unison. The song "Qin has sharp warriors and sharp swords" echoed from north to south, shaking the heavens and the earth.
Every Qin soldier felt his blood boiling. A huge evil spirit condensed into a formation, which blew up the moon and shook down the stars.
In contrast, the Qing army was all terrified and panic-stricken. On such a snowy night, the troops were divided into the north and the south and were suddenly attacked from both sides. There was no army that was not panicked.
In particular, the thousands of troops who failed to cross the river had no desire to fight anymore. Zu Dabi, who was in charge of the rear guard, risked his life to organize two or three thousand people to turn back and stop the enemy.
The remaining three or four thousand men no longer obeyed orders and rushed into the river in a disorderly manner, holding their horses, pushing and shoving each other, trampling on each other, and countless people were swept away by the icy river water.
Qin Mu was dressed in black clothes as hard as iron. He kept urging his horse forward, pointing the Juque sword in his hand forward and shouting, "Kill!"
Four thousand iron cavalrymen, braving the wind and snow, rolled forward under the firelight, with singing stirring and murderous aura everywhere. The strong wind made the battle flags seem to be broken, the endless wind and snow hit their faces like knives, the sound of hooves was as majestic as waves, and the blood waves in the Chu River were surging.
Zu Dabi came hastily with two or three thousand Qing troops. Everyone was holding torches and could not shoot arrows. The two seas of fire flew towards each other and finally collided with each other with such force that it was as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting apart. Dust flew and clouds surged, and a fierce battle broke out in an instant.
"Here!" Hongniang's long whip flew and entangled the arm of the Tartar who rushed over from the opposite side. Qin Mu exhaled and shouted, and the heavy Juque sword chopped out with lightning speed. Puff! The enemy's head flew into the sky and rolled to the ground.
"Ying'er, to the left!" Qin Mu shouted while swinging his sword.
"You're looking for death." Hong Niangzi shouted delicately, whipped her sword and whistled! The enemy was whipped in the face by her whip, and felt dizzy for a moment. Then Hong Niangzi's sword swept out and easily cut the enemy's throat.
The cavalry were fighting all around, and the weapons were heavy. Qin Mu had Hong Niangzi on his left and Niu Wanshan on his right, and was constantly charging into the enemy camp. Suddenly, he heard a roar of thunder from the front, and saw a giant man like a black iron tower, like a bear riding a tiger, wielding a pair of giant axes, extremely brave, and all the Qin soldiers he met were chopped off their horses and died without a complete body.
This man was Zu Dashou's second brother, Zu Dabi, nicknamed "Zu Er Fengzi". He loved to shout and yell in battle, like a madman, wielding a pair of giant axes, with a bushy beard, and extremely ferocious.
It is said that he once fought with Aobai, who was known as the bravest warrior of the Qing Dynasty, for a whole night, and killed Aobai so hard that his hands and feet were weak. Later, it was Huang Taiji who tricked Aobai and allowed him to escape.
When Qin Mu saw his black iron tower-like figure, he immediately shouted, "Quick, capture him!"
Niu Wanshan was the first to urge his horse forward, and he struck out with his long lance with all his might, directly destroying Zu Dabi's horse's head.
Zu Dabi howled like a black bear: "Where did this ignorant thing come from? How dare you come after my grandfather?" Zu Dabi roared and swung his axe. With a clang, he split Niu Wanshan's horse spear in half. "What a pleasure! Finally I met someone who has some strength. Why don't you report your name and come to die!"
"Your grandfather's name is Niu Wanshan, kill!" Niu Wanshan rushed out ten steps, then turned his horse's head and rushed forward.
Just as Zu Dabi was about to answer, a long whip whizzed towards him. Zu Dabi was unable to block it and suddenly lowered his head. The whip hit his head and knocked off his helmet.
Although Zu Dabi was not injured, he was so angry that he screamed and threw his huge axe with all his strength. "Whoosh!" There was a thunder that frightened the gods and ghosts, just like Bolangsha hitting Qin.
"Ying'er!" Qin Mu exclaimed in surprise.
Good Lady Hong, at this critical moment, she pressed the horse's back, flew up as light as a swallow, and her red cape fluttered like clouds. With a bang, the huge axe hit the horse's back, and Lady Hong's mount was knocked over and fell, crying in agony.
Hong Niang staggered to the ground, tapped her feet several times, and turned to avoid a charging enemy horse. When Qin Mu wanted to rush up to save her, she whipped another enemy and jumped to grab the horse.
The madman Zu Er missed his attack and yelled in anger, "You are lucky, little girl... Who has the guts to fight your grandfather for three hundred rounds?"
"Your Grandpa Niu is here!"
Niu Wanshan attacked again, and his long horse spear swept towards Zu Dabi with a force as powerful as thunder and lightning...
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ps: I write very slowly, and I have updated at least twice a day in the past two months, often staying up until 12 o'clock at night, which is really tiring. Unfortunately, the subscription volume has been very bleak, and for me who makes a living by writing, it is really a lonely boat in poverty and illness.
Today is the 28th. I'm shameless enough to ask for some monthly tickets and rewards... ... ... Thank you.
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