Early in the morning, just as the sun showed his red face, Dodor broke into Azig’s big tent, "Twelfth brother, why don’t you assemble the soldiers?"
"Oh, it's still early, the river is too cold," Azig yawned lazily. He thought most of the night last night, and now his brain is still groggy, "When it's almost noon, the river won't be too cold. Up."
Duduo refused: "No, Brother Twelve, I can't wait for a moment."
Aziger had to get up and get dressed, "Dodo, have you ever had horse milk tea?"
"No, I can't eat anything." Dudor's tone was very blunt, as if Azig was his enemy.
"How can it work? Duduo, you go back first, have a cup of horse milk tea, and have something to eat. Today's battle may last a long time."
Although Dodor was impatient, he returned to his account under Aziger's persuasion, and he waited until it was over.
Fifty Niulu Jurchen soldiers have been lined up on the north bank of the Prince River, waiting for the military order to cross the river.
Duduo hit the horse and came to Azig, "Twelve brothers, are we going to cross the river now?"
"Yes, I thought about it all night last night. The Ming army’s firearms are too powerful, so I plan to let all the troops cross the river at the same time. We are too crowded and the Ming army has no time to shoot. As long as we get ashore and get close to the Ming army, they The firearms of the people lost their effect."
In Dudor's eyes, he finally regained his spirit: "Brother Twelve, you promised me last night and let me take the lead."
Azig looked away and glanced at the wide river. "Dodo, there are so many soldiers crossing the river, it is inevitable that there will be some confusion. Please bear with it for a while, and when our soldiers come ashore, you will cross the river again."
"No!" Duduo's voice immediately rose by five degrees, "How can you go back on what you promised? Twelfth brother, are you lying to me?"
"Duo, Li Xing, don't worry," Azig didn't know what to say. Yesterday he saw ten Niu Lu soldiers, but they disappeared in a blink of an eye. He had lingering fears, and he didn't worry about letting Duo play a forward. Come on, I will let your Zhengbai flag start."
"No, I must personally lead the Zhengbai flag to start. I want the Ming army to see that the Zhengbai flag has no spoils. I will also show Brother Fourteen. I will rescue him personally."
"Dodo..."
"Brother Twelve, don't say anything," Duduo waved his hand to Azig. "You also said that there will be casualties if there is war. I don't believe that Changshengtian doesn't care about me so much... I have nothing to regret for destroying me."
Seeing that Dudor was extremely determined, Azig had to recruit Dudor’s personal soldiers: "You must protect Lord Belle. No matter what time, someone must guard him in front of him."
"Yes, Lord Baylor, we are all broken bones, and we must protect Lord Baylor!" The soldier kneeled to Azig with one leg, which was his guarantee.
"Okay," Aziger showed his admiring eyes, and he immediately walked to the side of the army: "Nuzhen warriors, cowardly Han people, only dared to hide behind and attack us. Now, let's kill them and take these Ming army tofu. All the army stomped to feed the wolves!"
"Yes!" He replied neatly, and even the water of the Prince River was shaken by microwaves.
The microwave soon disappeared. The Jurchen cavalry at the forefront had already stepped into the Taizi River. They collectively rushed to the opposite bank on the river with a width of a thousand steps.
Dodor rode his beloved bay red horse and was at the forefront of the team. However, he was not in the first position. He was in the first position. He was guarding him.
Tens of thousands of war horses moved together, and even the water in the Prince River changed the direction of flow. They flowed leisurely downstream, but now they are squeezed by a large number of horse-legged soldiers, but they are flowing to the opposite bank.
Tide, the real tide, the first wave rushed over. When the south bank was blocked by the embankment, the tidal head crossed the embankment and rushed over the top of the Ming army.
"So many cavalry?"
The Ming army gunmen on the south bank changed their colors, "Jurchen is no more than 10,000, and there are no more than 10,000 Jurchen cavalry." They are now 15,000 Jurchen cavalry. They have used the water from the Taizi River to give the Ming army one before they go ashore. Get off the horse.
Yuan Chonghuan did not expect that as soon as the Jurchen cavalry came up, they sacrificed all their cavalry. He hurriedly issued an order to the artillery: "Fire the artillery immediately, and the target is Taizihe."
"Boom... Long..."
"Boom... Long..."
"Boom... Long..."
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The First Army and the Third Army had a total of 80 artillery pieces, and they flew towards the Jurchen cavalry in the river with a faint red line. In the river water, the flower bomb is more powerful. In addition to shrapnel that can injure people, shock waves can injure people and horses. Even the huge explosion sound is also a weapon to kill the enemy. Once the Jurchen soldiers fall from their horses, they will be washed away by running water.
After two rounds of artillery bombardment, the flower bombs had been positioned correctly, and the Jurchen cavalry was almost scattered across the river bed. As long as the flower bombs fell in the river, they would basically not miss.
In front of the bullets, the Jurchen cavalry did not have any ability to counterattack. They would only lower their heads and beat their horses desperately, looking forward to coming ashore soon.
The river is getting more and more crowded, and besides the original Jurchen cavalry, there are still limbs and broken arms.
The corpses of the dead people and horses temporarily sank to the bottom of the river and acted as slings. The cavalry ran and ran, taking one step carefully, and might trip over the corpses under the water.
"boom."
"boom."
"boom."
…
The flintlock also started shooting, and the soldier who rushed to the front had already entered the range of the flintlock.
Although the sound of the flintlock is not as terrifying as the artillery, it is more powerful when blocking the cavalry. Many soldiers are only hit by a bullet and may not necessarily fall from the horse, but they cannot withstand the collision of the horses from all directions and the rush of horses. With the impact of the current, if you are not careful, you will fall into the river.
Moving forward in the river, the speed of the Jurchen cavalry is not as fast as the infantry on the land, but they are large in number, and after paying a lot of casualties, they are gradually approaching the range of the bow and arrow.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
The bows and arrows of the Jurchen cavalry began to fight back, and the arrows faced the flintlock bullets and shot towards the Ming army gunmen in the bunker.
The Ming Army felt the threat of life, and they began to avoid the bows and arrows shot at them, and the flintlocks began to mess up. The Jurchen cavalry who had been suppressed just now suddenly lost their pressure, and the rate of casualties also showed a downward trend.
The Jurchen cavalry stepped forward, and the front was almost close to the embankment.
In the forward position of the Jurchen cavalry, there was a young man riding a bay red horse. His arrows shot very far, and several gunmen had been injured.
The gunmen had long regarded him as a target, but every time they took aim, other soldiers would stand in front of him intentionally or unintentionally. There were no fewer than 30 Jurchen soldiers who died beside him, but he was unscathed. .
There have been two occasions when the flower bomb fell by his side. The distance from him was only ten steps. As long as he was a little closer, he might fall into the water, but Changshengtian took care of him twice.
The young man shot arrows in front, and the soldiers following him used horsewhips to help him beat the horses. The group of people kept almost the same speed and was about to climb the river bank.
Yuan Chonghuan asked the soldiers next to him: "Are all the Jurchen soldiers in the water?"
"Commander, almost all of them are in the water. There are only a few people on the shore, probably their officers."
"Okay, set off fireworks."
"Yes, Commander." The soldier trot away and left.
While they were talking, the Jurchen boy riding a red horse had already gone ashore. He was surrounded by dozens of Jurchen cavalry.
The number of Jurchen soldiers coming ashore gradually increased. The young man couldn't restrain his excitement, and rushed towards the Ming army's position.
"Wow... La..."
Upstream of the Taizi River, there was a sound of a waterfall falling to the ground, but there were the roar of artillery, the sound of horses treading on the water, and the cry of wounded soldiers on the battlefield. This clatter was inconspicuous, and the Jurchen soldiers basically didn't notice it.
"Huh? Why is the river rising?"
"My horse..."
"what… "
When the Jurchen cavalry in the heart of the river discovered that the river was rising, it was too late, and the river suddenly increased by more than a foot.
The horseshoe can't reach the ground in the heart of the river, it's all on swimming skills.
Only the ability to swim is not enough. The flood of upstream river water suddenly accelerates the speed of the water. The horses in the river are washed away by the water, and the soldiers on their horses are also caught in the rushing river.
The Jurchen soldiers were in chaos. The river was full of Jurchen soldiers who were fluttering. They were not injured, but after being choked with a few sip of water, they soon sank to the bottom of the water and remained motionless.
Some of the Jurchen soldiers near the north and south banks responded quickly. They climbed the river bank and climbed up from the north bank. There were more than a dozen Niu Lus. Near the south bank, there were fewer Jurchen soldiers, plus those who had come ashore. , But more than a thousand people.
The young man riding a red horse was already close to the Ming army's position. He opened his bow and arrows all the way and shot several Ming army soldiers. However, what happened behind him made him stunned. The bow and arrow in his hand fell involuntarily. On the ground.
His eyes were fixed on the river surface, not only did the water surface rise, but the speed of the water flow also increased sharply, flushing the Jurchen cavalry on the river surface cleanly.
Just now, thousands of people were vying for the first place, and in a blink of an eye, they have changed into tens of thousands of people vying to flee, vying to be overtaken by the eternal life.
The Ming army in the trenches was also stunned. The large number of Jurchen soldiers in the river just now disappeared in a blink of an eye, and they all forgot to shoot.
The battlefield was in a temporary ceasefire, and even the artillery of the Ming Army was also misfired.
"Asshole, it is the Jurchen soldiers who died, our enemy, what do you lament?" Yu Chongxiao shouted at the soldiers, "Hurry up and shoot the Jurchen soldiers on the shore, they are about to kill."
The gunmen on the shore felt like a dream, but the Jurchen soldiers were right in front of them. They had no reason to tie their hands, and the flintlocks made a messy "pop" sound.
"Bang, bang, bang."
Three bullets hit the back of the unsuspecting Jurchen boy almost at the same time, penetrating into the body. The boy touched his back with his right hand, and he turned his head desperately, wanting to see the source of the bullet.
His neck has only turned halfway, and people can no longer hold it.
With a sound of "gudong", the boy drove onto the outer ridge of the river embankment and rolled down the river embankment again.
"Master Belle..."
A stern exclamation echoed for a long time on the south bank of the Prince River.