"Er Zhen, it's the artillery of the Ming army." Wuli didn't finally have some insight, and he could tell the cause of the fire in the tent from the sound.
"Artillery? How could the Ming army have this kind of artillery?" Sukhbaru looked at the soldiers scurrying around. He was completely awake from the kumiss, but his mind was blank.
"Well, don't worry about the artillery, let the soldiers get on their horses, and run away from the flames!" Oribu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. At this moment, he hated the mare cumin.
Sukhbaru was smoked by the fire just now, and he had never seen the blooming shells of the Ming Army’s artillery. For a while, he was confused. After various reminders, he suddenly understood. He shouted at the soldiers in the fire. Shouted: "Hurry up and break out, leave the kumiss alone."
His voice was quickly overwhelmed by the explosion of artillery, but Jiannu’s cavalry was well-trained. They grew up on horseback and knew the importance of war horses, even if they couldn’t hear Sukhbaru’s shouts. Sound, the soldiers who escaped the flames still grabbed the horse's rein, leaped on the horse's back, and rushed out desperately.
The undecided slave soldiers finally rushed out of the fire and surrounded Sukhbaru. They looked at Sukhbaru one by one with horrified eyes.
Unfortunately, they were really not sure what happened. He was about to ask his soldiers, but seeing the faces of the soldiers, Sukhbaru knew that his question was unnecessary.
Sukhbaru sat on his horse, frowning, looking thoughtful.
"Er true, the Ming army is there." The soldiers looked away from Sukhbaru's face, and then they found a large number of Ming army.
"Ming Jun?" Sukhbaru's eyes immediately showed light, and his pupils were congested with excitement and anger: "In the wild, on horseback, it is my Jurchen's world, rush! Kill these Ming dynasties. Tofu Army."
Sukhbaru did not wait for the soldiers, he took the lead in swinging his saber, urging the horses, and rushing to the Ming army's position.
"Kill Guangming Chao Tofu Army!" The soldiers followed Sukhbaru, their fears and doubts, under the temptation of bloodthirsty, have long since disappeared.
But they had just escaped their lives from the sea of flames, and there was no time to get the shield. Some soldiers didn't even have time to put on the leather armor.
More than two hundred war horses set off a hurricane on the ground, and another typhoon rushed toward the Ming army's position.
"Only more than two hundred people." Li Hongjun sneered, "Stop the shelling, prepare for flintlock, enter a 100-step range, and shoot immediately."
The gunmen held the flintlocks in their hands tightly, and stared at Jiannu's horses in front of them.
"Shooting." Li Hongjun's voice was low and powerful.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
…
Sukhbaru, who rushed to the front of the team, had more than a dozen bullets in his body. His fat body swayed on the horse and barely stabilized his body. However, the horses behind could not stop the trend of forward rushing. When the horse hit, he was very unwilling to fall from the horse.
The soldiers closely following Sukhbaru also fell from their horses one by one. The bodies of two soldiers were tightly covered with Sukhbaru's body like shields.
Without Sukhbaru’s withdrawal order, both the Jurhin soldiers and the Mongolian soldiers are brave warriors.
One hundred steps is the death line, and more than one hundred Jurchen and Mongolian soldiers fell on this death line.
In the last mediation of the team, I remembered the scene under Ningyuan City.
"Stop the attack."
Oribu pulled the reins and slowed down. The last fifty or so soldiers who followed him stopped outside the death line.
"Why? Sometimes Jiannu dared not attack?" Li Hongjun smiled and whispered to the soldiers beside him.
"Master seat?"
Li Hongjun thought for a while, "The corpses of the slave soldiers and horses blocked the sight of the gunmen. Go and move the bodies away. All the slave soldiers, whether dead or not, will be cut off to the head."
"Yes." The soldiers agreed to go.
It seems that the war is over, or the Ming army treats the people in Ori as corpses directly. They dragged the horses that fell directly in front of the gunmen away, and all the soldiers, whether dead or not, had their heads cut off.
"Zalan Zhangjing, the Ming army is slaughtering our wounded soldiers, and Ah Zhen is still ahead." The voice of a Jurchen soldier rang in Wulibu's ear.
"Yes, Er Zhen is still in front, you take ten soldiers to grab Er Zhen back, to see people alive, and corpses to die." Oribu's teeth gritted straight.
The soldier hesitated for a while, and seeing that Yori's face was not somber, it didn't seem like a joke at all, he gritted his teeth and ordered nine soldiers casually.
"Rush up and grab the forehead back." He flicked the rein, and took the lead to attack the death line.
"Bang, bang, bang."
The ten Jurchen soldiers, together with their war horses, all fell on the death line, without even a single cry.
Wuli didn't still sit on the horse, but his mount was anxiously kicking the ground with his hoofs, shaking his ears, and even raising his head to the sky with a long neigh.
"Brothers, you have already seen that Er Zhen can't get it back again. The Ming army has new firearms. In order to avoid more casualties, we must go back and report to the flag owner."
All the soldiers lowered their heads, looking at their horsebacks, no one dared to propose to take back the truth.
"Uh really is dead, you follow my order and immediately withdraw to Jinzhou." Yilibu glanced at the death line one last time, and estimated the range of the flintlock rifle. Sukhbaru's body is no longer visible, it should have been cut off by the Ming army.
Ori didn't turn his horse's head, raised his hoof and headed north. The more than forty soldiers around him were also fighting for the first place.
"Master, Jian slave ran away."
"Run?" Li Hongjun was delighted, "There are only so few remaining slaves, where else can we go? We eat meat, should we let the second brigade have some soup?"
"Bang, bang, bang."
There was intense gunfire from the north, and soon returned to calm.
The second brigade and the third brigade slowly withdrew back to Ningyuan with nearly 400 Jurchen and Mongol heads.
Yuan Chonghuan convened a meeting of division and brigade commanders to summarize the combat experience of the flintlock gun, and then feed it back to the Ministry of War.
"Ning Yuan is stable for the time being." Jinzhou's slave-building and reinforcement army was destroyed, and Yuan Chonghuan's heart finally returned to his chest.
"Military seat, will Jinzhou's Jian Slaves send reinforcements?" Wu Bing was full of expectation. He took more than 3,000 soldiers and trudged through the high mountains for most of the night, but only waited for dozens of Jian Slaves to come. The appetite has just been lifted.
Li Xing smiled: "Reinforcement? There are only two Niu Lu left in Jinzhou. Where did the reinforcements come from to build slaves?"
Yuan Chonghuan was surprised: "They only have two cattle recorded? How did you know?" If it is like Li Xing said, then Jinzhou is the fat on his lips, and he will never let this fat from his mouth. While slipping away.
"The army seat was said by'Ha Dongqing'." Li Xing briefly said about the secret letter left by'Ha Dongqing'.
"This Costin, where is he?" Yuan Chonghuan stood up from his seat, pinched his chin with his right hand, and the elbow of his right arm with his left hand, pacing back and forth in the hall.
Everyone knew that Yuan Chonghuan was thinking about problems, and no one disturbed him. They were thinking about their own thoughts. The venue was so quiet that the heartbeats of several teachers could be heard.
"Master Ning, your second division hasn't fought yet?" Yuan Chonghuan suddenly stopped beside Ning Xianlong, squinting at Ning Xianlong who was sitting quietly like a Buddha.
"Yes, Army Seat, my subordinates request the Army Seat to give the Second Division a chance." Ning Xianlong stood up from his seat "suddenly", perhaps because he was too expectant, he did not dare to look at Yuan Chonghuan's face.
The other two commanders did not conceal the loss on their faces, especially Liu Yuzha. After his third division arrived at Shanhaiguan, they had not fought with Jiannu.
"Haha, Commander Ning, there is an opportunity right now, I don't know if the Second Division is competent." Yuan Chonghuan looked at Ning Xianlong, he didn't even notice the expressions of Li Hongjun and Liu Yusuo.
"Please make it clear from the army seat." Ning Xianlong had faintly guessed that Yuan Chonghuan was about to fight Jinzhou.
"Master Ning, haha, I'm afraid your heart has gone to Jinzhou, right?" Yuan Chonghuan faced Ning Xianlong, his fingers almost touching his face.
Ning Xianlong stayed still, "Please allow the army seat to allow the second division to capture Jinzhou." His words were short and powerful, and loudly.
"Okay, let's take a look at how to attack Jinzhou." Yuan Chonghuan was also a little excited. He returned to Liaodong. How long will it take not only Ningyuan, but also Jinzhou, to return to Daming's embrace." "Mr. Ning, you can talk about it first. your thoughts."
"Military seat, everyone," Ning Xianlong suppressed his excitement, "Ning is far away from Jinzhou, but two hundred and eighty miles away. The 2nd Division has all horses. If you set off lightly, you can reach Jinzhou in one day."
Ning Xianlong saw that everyone was silent, so he could just continue his one-man show: "If you leave at noon, you should be able to arrive at around noon tomorrow. There are only 200 slaves defending the city, and the second division can conquer Jinzhou in half a day."
Yuan Chonghuan smiled and said: "You have more than 10,000 soldiers. If you can't defeat Jinzhou, don't be the division commander. The problem is not Jinzhou, but Guangning. Yuetuo, the banner owner of Xianghongqi, is in Guangning. ."
Liu Yushu observed the marching map for a while, "Guangning is far from Jinzhou, a little closer than Ning to Jinzhou. If Yuetuo sends reinforcements and builds slave cavalry, he should be able to reach Jinzhou in less than a day."
"So, the key to attacking Jinzhou is not Jinzhou, but Guangning. We don't know yet, maybe Guangning has sent reinforcements to Jinzhou, doesn't Yuetuo still know that Ning Yuan has been lost?"
Ning Xianlong nodded silently. He was excited just now because of receiving the task, and completely ignored Guangning. "Does the military seat mean heavy troops or to prevent Guangning's reinforcements?"
"Yes, there are only two hundred slaves built in Jinzhou City. Even if Yue Tuo's reinforcements have entered Jinzhou, the number will not be too much. It does not require 10,000 soldiers to attack the city. The key is to give full play to the advantages of the Daming firearms ----- -But heavy soldiers must pay attention to reinforcements in the direction of Guangning."
"Subordinates understand." Ning Xianlong saluted the officers present one by one, "Military seat, subordinates are going to leave early tomorrow morning and arrive at Jinzhou in the evening."
Yuan Chonghuan was taken aback, and then he woke up: "Are you planning to attack?"
Ning Xianlong nodded. He remembered Li Xing's sneak attack on Ning Yuan. Although there is no Han army to respond internally, a sneak attack at night is always easier than a strong attack.
"Okay, I will let Liu Yushu later reinforce you, and the third division will delay its departure for half a day, carrying artillery and enough grain and grass."