The gunmen accelerated their advancement and rushed towards the Jurchen cavalry.
The Jurchen cavalry didn't notice Li Changshan's Ming army at all. All of their energy was on the Ming army around them until the Ming army's flintlock rifle started shooting.
Tuoman Saharan has been slaying ungratefully. The leather armor on his body has already been stained blood red. I don’t know if there is his own blood in it. He hasn’t done this for a long time until his soldiers are shot. It took dozens of people before he discovered the arrival of Li Changshan. Looking for the desperate Ming army, wait for me to kill the Ming army here first, and then I will reinforce you. "
More than two hundred Jurchen cavalry left the battlefield and rushed towards Li Changshan. The soldiers of the First Brigade were suddenly under pressure, but they still could not withstand the impact of the Jurchen cavalry, and the number of casualties was still rising sharply.
The two hundred Jurchen cavalry who pounced on Li Changshan were like a water drift and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Tuoman Sahar was shocked. The two hundred cavalrymen were gone in a blink of an eye, but why couldn't the Ming army be able to kill them
He abandoned Hou Wenxing's First Marine Brigade, took the remaining Jurchen cavalry, and rushed to Li Changshan's position again. He wanted to avenge the Jurchen brother who had just died.
"Brigade seat..."
Hou Wenxing had fallen in a pool of blood. In addition to the arrow wound on his body, he was also chopped twice by the Jurchen. Fortunately, it was not a fatal part, but the blood flowed a little bit more, and he fainted temporarily.
The soldiers hurriedly dragged Hou Wenxing onto a gentle slope, then tore his clothes, bandaged the wound, and stopped the blood for him first.
The last two hundred Jurchen cavalry, including Tuoman Saharan, slammed into the muzzle of the flintlock rifle.
They chose the road by themselves. They collectively fell under the flintlocks. Either they were pierced by the flintlocks, or after being injured, they were cut open by the Ming army's sabers.
On the east bank of the Sancha River, calm was temporarily restored.
The sea breeze blowing from the sea has a hint of salty taste, like a woman’s slender fingers, gently stroking the sweaty and even bleeding limbs of the soldiers, the blood-stained sun and moon flag, on the east bank of the Sancha River Uncertainty, all this seems to indicate that the Northern Expedition of the Ming Army is entering a new stage.
This sea breeze, mixed with the smell of blood in the air, made the Ming army surviving after the catastrophe all feel vomiting. They did not have the joy of victory. They just wanted to take a hot bath early and get a good night's sleep. , When they woke up, all cruelty had passed away.
The Ming army captured Jurchen’s No. 3 tent and annihilated all the Jurchen cavalry nearby, but their own losses were also very large.
There were more than 1,200 soldiers in the Marine Corps who died in the battle, and more than 1,000 wounded soldiers. Even Hou Wenxing fainted on the battlefield. If Li Changshan hadn’t come here in time, I’m afraid he would lose his life. .
Li Changshan looked at the stumbling soldiers. He didn't know whether his rash advance was worth it. Although he won the No. 3 tent at the lower reaches of the Sancha River, his soldiers also paid thousands of casualties.
"Da da da… "
The sound of dense horseshoes came from the far north, and the faces of all the soldiers changed color, as if suddenly, the sky had turned whiter.
Li Changshan looked at the soldiers who were almost collapsed. He was already powerless to return to heaven. However, he still had a glimmer of hope: "Could it be that the cavalry regiment is back?"
Countless eyes are staring at the north, and even Li Changshan has forgotten. First, we must organize a defensive formation. What if it is the Jurchen cavalry
The cavalry was getting closer and closer, and the line that was formed just now can now be distinguished one by one.
"Master, with white flags, Jurchen cavalry!"
Li Changshan sighed up to the sky: "God, is it really going to kill me the First Marine Division?"
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The messy footsteps came from the river bank, interrupting Li Changshan's sigh.
Before Li Changshan had time to look back, the soldiers around him had already exclaimed: "Our people, the division seat, the First Army has crossed the river!"
"The First Army? The army of Commander Yuan?" Li Changshan looked back and saw that the Ming Army had already gone ashore, and was crossing the Jurchen's No. 3 tent, leaning towards him. The three pontoons on the river were crowded. A large number of cavalry with horses.
"God finally bless us!"
The soldiers of the Marine Corps also cheered, completely forgetting the Jurchen cavalry to the north.
"Brothers in the Marine Corps, you have worked so hard. Leave this to us!" Du Wenhuan ignored Li Changshan's separate greetings, but turned to his soldiers: "Brothers, make a good formation, these Since Jiannu is here, let them taste the bullets of the flintlock, and don't let down the blood sacrifice of the Marine Corps brothers."
The soldiers of the Second Army quickly established a line of defense with a thousand people to the north of the No. 3 tent. The soldiers behind were quickly added to the back of the queue. The second and third rows were also the gunmen of the thousand.
Du Wenhuan looked at the Jurchen cavalry on the opposite side. He narrowed his old eyes and looked indifferent: "There are only more than a thousand people. It seems that Dorgon has no soldiers to mobilize."
"Da da da..." The Jurchen cavalry unscrupulously pressed toward the Ming army, and their hands were already hitting the bow and arrows, ready to shoot at any time.
On the three pontoons, the infantry and cavalry of the Ming army were continuously crossing the river. They were fighting for time with the Jurchen cavalry.
Du Wenhuan looked sideways. There were already more than a thousand cavalry guards on the left and right sides. He relaxed. In order to prevent accidents, he set up a second line of defense eighty steps behind the gunmen.
"Military seat, we haven't shot yet, how can there be blood on Jurchen's body?"
"Blood?" Du Wenhuan took a closer look, and there was indeed some blood stains on the Jurchen's body, which glowed bright red under the reflection of the sun.
"Did they just take part in the battle?"
Du Wenhuan knew that there was no Ming army to the north. "Could it be the Dongjiang army?"
No one can answer Du Wenhuan's question, the battle is about to start, and no one needs to answer this question.
Du Wenhuan remained silent. His gaze was already fixed on the Jurchen cavalry in front of him. In addition to the banner of the white flag, there were also a variety of flags, but he didn't know the Jurchen script, and he didn't know if Dorgon was here.
"Military seat, the Jurchen has entered the range of the flintlock!"
"Shoot!" With two simple words, short and powerful, Du Wenhuan ignited the beacon on the battlefield.
"boom."
"boom."
"boom."
…
The high-speed Jurchen cavalry, like encountering a horse-strap, more than one hundred Jurchen cavalry, like autumn leaves, bounced into the air lightly, fell heavily to the ground, and rolled forward after landing.
The Jurchen soldiers at the back continued to press up, just hitting the guns of the soldiers in the second row.
The same story, the same time, the same number: Jurchen soldiers lost more than a hundred more.
After the Ming army completed two waves of shooting, the Jurchen cavalry had fallen to 700 or 800 people. The ground was full of quiet corpses and rolling wounded soldiers. The blood was flowing everywhere, like a poultry slaughterhouse without a sanitation permit. .
The soldiers of the First Marine Division, who were watching the battle from the side, craned their necks, opened their mouths, and opened their eyes. How come this First Army looks like butchers
Dorgon riding a big white horse found that the situation was not right. His soldiers had been damaged by more than half, but they still did not enter the range of the bow and arrow. They did not shoot a bow and arrow. So far, the Ming army has not suffered any casualties.
More and more Ming troops crossed the Sancha River, and now it is no longer possible to stop the Ming troops from crossing the river.
"what happened?"
Dorgon remembered the fiasco of Yue Tuo and Mang Gurtai, "Does this kind of tragedy also fall on my Dorgon?"
The flintlocks have been shooting, and the Jurchen cavalry has been falling.
"Can't attack anymore, stop advancing."
Dorgon was unwilling to do anything, but he could only stop the attack. He already felt that if he continued to attack, his cavalry would soon die out. Even himself, I am afraid that he will become the Sanchahe. Patron saint.
Upon receiving the message from Yaozhou City, Dorgon immediately took the only two mobile Niu Lus in Haizhou City and rushed to the No. 3 Big Tent. Because he was worried that the troops would be too small, he made a special turn and turned the No. 2. The three Niu Lu of the big account have all been brought.
Even if he encountered the Cavalry of the Ming Army, Dorgon was full of confidence. Sure enough, more than a thousand Cavalry of the Ming Army were recorded cleanly by his five cattle. At that moment, his self-confidence was extremely high. Swell.
But in the face of the infantry of the Ming army, he only had to be slaughtered, and he was only half soaking in the urine. His elite cavalry had already lost more than half, and he hadn't even touched a single hair of the Ming army.
The gunmen did not stop shooting. They gave full play to the range advantage of the flintlock. Some of the Jurchen soldiers who held back the horse were within the maximum range of the flintlock.
"Withdraw." Dorgon finally gave the order he was least willing to give.
"Chasing." Du Wenhuan issued a chase order to the cavalry on both sides.
"Da da da… "
On the east bank of the Sancha River, a torrent of two horses was set off. This time, the weak Ming cavalry was rarely pursued.
In terms of quantity alone, the cavalry guarding both sides of the Ming army far surpassed the rest of Dorgon’s soldiers, but Du Wenhuan knew the combat effectiveness of the Ming army cavalry, they were infantry on horseback, judging from the combat effectiveness Compared with the Jurchen cavalry, they are like junior high school female students who have met the gangsters of the underworld.
Fortunately, the soldiers of the First Army had war horses. Du Wenhuan sent another infantry brigade, all riding war horses, to meet the chasing Ming army.
After the Second Army completely crossed the Sancha River, Du Wenhuan did not wait for Yuan Chonghuan to cross the river, nor did he wait for the artillery and grain behind him, he immediately took all the soldiers of the Second Army and pursued northward with all his strength.
More than 30,000 soldiers of the Second Army all mounted their war horses and chased them north for three days and three nights. They were like a broken bamboo along the way. Not only did the Jurchens stand on the east bank of the Sancha River, the No. 2 and No. 1 tents were destroyed and even defended. The empty Yaozhou, Haizhou and Anshan were all taken down by the Second Army.
Dorgon retired and then retired, and finally retreated to Liaoyang. Five Jurchen Niulu stationed in Liaoyang accepted him into the city.
When Yuan Chonghuan came to Liaoyang, Du Wenhuan's Second Army had already surrounded the entire Liaoyang city regiment, and he did not give Dorgon a chance to escape.
"Wen Huan, don't chase the poor, you chasing like this is not only dangerous, but the soldiers will also be overwhelmed?" Yuan Chonghuan scowled. Although Du Wenhuan did not defy his military orders, he was chasing the Jurchen cavalry in such a desperate manner. .
"Commander, I also know the danger, but I really can't swallow this breath." Du Wenhuan not only did not apologize, but also stared and blew his beard, as if he was the commander of the First Army.
Yuan Chonghuan frowned: "Wen Huan, what's the matter?"
Du Wenhuan's eyes widened, as if it was not Yuan Chonghuan standing in front of him, but Dorgon, "Commander, originally I was just taking the lead, and by the way, I can see if I can win two cities, but Dorgon. Massacred a whole cavalry regiment of the Marine Corps."
"what… "