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The snow-capped Helan Mountains witnessed a magnificent air raid, with three hundred hang gliders, ten at a time, swooping down obliquely to bomb the fleeing enemy troops on the west bank.
Fireballs rose up from the ground, and raging shrapnel shot in all directions amidst the flying mud. The Mongolian soldiers who were blown into the air were torn into pieces of flesh and flew like rain.
Facing such a fierce attack from outer space for the first time, the 10,000-strong Mongolian army was terrified and defeated.
There were countless "big birds" soaring in the sky with their wings spread, swooping down in batches after the fleeing soldiers on the ground. It was certain that there had never been a war so special, and there had never been a war with such gorgeous scenes, so beautiful that people almost didn't think it was a war, but a beautiful fireworks show.
After each batch of hang gliders launched rockets, they would immediately turn around, reload, and take off again. Their take-off point was only a mile away from the east bank embankment, and given the width of the river, it didn't take long to make the round trip.
On the mighty Yellow River, batches of "big birds" were seen flying back, while batches of "big birds" loaded their ammunition and flew to the other side again. In the sky, a spectacular picture was interwoven, making people's hearts follow these "big birds" into the blue sky.
Yan Xiaoman and his 182 small boats successfully reached the other side without any obstruction. However, due to the impact of the river water, it was impossible for them to cross the river in a straight line. When they reached the other side, they had already slanted half a mile downstream.
Looking at the enemy soldiers running away crying, Yan Xiaoman shouted, "Quick, flip the raft onto the mudflats! Quick, quick, the enemy is running away!"
"General, don't those birdmen in the sky know to wait?"
"That's right, damn it, can't we wait until we are closer to the shore before firing? Now... Damn it, damn it! I don't know if we can catch up."
"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and get ashore. His Majesty is watching us from the other side."
"oh oh... ... ."
The limelight was completely stolen by the "birdman" in the sky. Yan Xiaoman and his men were filled with resentment. Some of the Qin soldiers on the boats were responsible for rowing hard to prevent the boats from floating away, while others were responsible for flipping the long bamboo rafts onto the mudflats. They were very busy;
As the ice and snow had just melted, the river level rose and the mudflats on the shore were almost submerged. Some soldiers could even moor their boats directly to the river bank. Soldiers immediately put on their rifles and climbed up the river bank.
There were only one or two people left on the boat, responsible for rowing the boat back to the east coast. When they rowed back to the east coast, it had drifted down for more than a mile.
Qin soldiers were already waiting on the east bank. They quickly lifted the boat onto a tow board and then towed it back with war horses.
Afterwards, 182 small boats, except for the seven that were overturned and swept away on the return journey, were divided into two groups, with 80 boats continuing to ferry people. 80 boats were used to build a floating bridge;
The water flow here was relatively gentle, and Su Jin had made sufficient preparations beforehand. Almost all of the 20,000 Qin troops were in action. They were busy and tense in an orderly manner.
Small boats were rowed down one by one, and wood was quickly laid on them and tied up. Planks were laid on them. Near the shore where piles could be driven, wooden piles were quickly driven down to support the floating bridge.
In the sky, the "big birds" were flying farther and farther away, still trying their best to chase and bombard the enemy. Looking across the river, one could see balls of fire rising from the ground from time to time, shaking the Helan Mountains.
The enemy troops had all fled, and Yan Xiaoman and his men didn't even care about the Huaitou position. The 700 men who had assembled, holding a large Qin army flag high, chased after the fleeing enemy troops.
No one dared to disperse and pursue. Firstly, if they dispersed, the Type 69 flintlock rifle would not be able to fire in volleys, and its great power would not be demonstrated.
More importantly, those hateful "birdmen" in the sky are still bombing indiscriminately. If we disperse, we might be accidentally bombed by these "birdmen", which would be more unfair than Dou E's life.
When Yan Xiaoman and the others had just boarded the ship, Qitate thought Qin Jun was crazy, but now, he felt that he was going crazy.
The big bird in the sky kept chasing him, and the first rocket killed his horse. Fortunately, he escaped before his death. However, his ears were shocked and bled a little, and they were buzzing all the time. His hearing was greatly reduced and he almost became deaf.
After the guards helped him up, he quickly climbed onto his warhorse and rushed out ten feet when another rocket came flying at him and exploded violently more than ten steps away from him. The horse was frightened and threw him off the horse again.
This time he fell into a puddle and was immediately covered in water and mud. It was March at the foot of the Helan Mountains and even with his clothes wet, he was still shivering with cold.
But in order to escape, Qitate didn't care about many things. The big birds circling in the sky had sharp eyes and were specifically looking for people who looked like generals to bomb. This was one of the reasons why the 10,000-strong army was defeated. No general dared to step forward to gather the troops.
Among them, Kitate was of course the one that the big birds paid special attention to. No matter where he fled, there would always be big birds chasing him and blowing him to pieces.
Finally, Qitate discovered that the personal soldiers who followed him closely were the culprits of the artillery shells. Just imagine, with hundreds of personal soldiers following him closely, compared with the other defeated soldiers who were like scattered sand, his group of people were too obvious a target.
"Scatter, scatter everyone..."
Only after Qitate's hysterical roar did the soldiers around him disperse.
But for some reason, the big bird in the sky still found him accurately. Boom! Boom! Boom! The terrible rockets kept chasing him, scaring him so much that he kept whipping his horse and running with his tail straight.
It was really a lucky fate for Qitate. Although the birdmen in the sky kept chasing and bombarding him, the hang glider was affected by the wind, and it was not easy for him to control the angle of preparation. The rockets heading towards Qitate often passed by him. Although they knocked him off his horse many times and affected his escape speed, they never took his life.
Li Chongyang, who had returned to the battlefield for the second time, swooped down again. Seeing that Qitate was becoming more and more cunning and began to turn his horse's head and move in a curve, Li Chongyang rushed very close this time before pulling the trigger.
Chirp! The rocket under the tripod spewed flames and flew away. As a result, at this time, Qitate turned again, and the rocket landed three meters away from him again.
boom!
This time, Qitate's horse was hit by the flying shrapnel and fell to the ground with a bang. Qitate himself also fell flat on his face and lay on the ground, his life or death unknown. Li Chongyang circled up and when he looked down again, he saw that this guy was actually stumbling to his feet again.
"Damn it, I don't believe I can't blow you up." Li Chongyang was so angry that he really wanted to pee in the air for Qitate to have a taste of it. "Come here, do you see that guy? That's Qitate, blow him up, blow him into pieces, quick!"
Li Chongyang's roar was torn by the wind and could not be heard clearly. With the help of several personal soldiers, Qitate on the ground climbed onto a warhorse and fled desperately into the distance.
Qitate, who had already lost most of his soul, looked back hastily while running away. It would have been fine if he hadn't looked back, but when he looked back, he was almost furious.
Why do you think so? It turns out that among the few personal soldiers following him, one of them was even holding his general flag. Oh my god, no wonder he escaped. The big bird in the sky always came back soon. Aren’t you marking a target for the birdman in the sky
Qitate was so angry that he was like a Buddha being born and two Buddhas ascending to heaven. He slowed down his horse a little and waited for the soldier to come up. Without saying a word, he chopped down the soldier holding the flag with his sword, knocking him off his horse.
Only then did he let out a long sigh of relief and continued to lie on his horse, running away desperately.
The chaotic soldiers on the ground were like ants, a dazzling sight. Without the commander's flag as a target, Qitate was able to quickly escape the pursuit of the big bird in the sky this time.
On the east bank of the Yellow River, Qin Mu put down his telescope and asked the leaders of the tribes around him, "What do you think?"
Teng Jitai immediately said with a charming smile: "Your Majesty is not a human being."
"Um?"
"You are a god. Your Majesty is a god. You are the greatest god I have ever seen. I am willing to be commanded by Your Majesty in my lifetime and will never dare to be disrespectful."
With a thud, Teng Jitai fell to his knees on the river bank and kowtowed repeatedly.
Seeing him do this, none of the other tribal leaders dared to stand and they all knelt on the ground.
"Your Majesty, if we dare to have second thoughts from now on, we will be punished by heaven and earth!"
"Whoever dares to disrespect His Majesty, I will kill him!"
"Your Majesty, can I have someone paint a portrait of you and take it back to worship?"
“Your Majesty… … ..”
On the river bank, a large group of people knelt down, kowtowed continuously, and the voices of flattery continued. At this moment, no one, including the Junggar envoys, had the slightest thought of resisting.
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