On the first boat, on the bow stood Bai Jia and Hui Tu, both of whom were Niu Lu Ezhen of the Yellow Flag. This time, one of the five ministers appointed by the Great Khan, Dong E, Wenshun Gong He Heli, led the fleet, and they were in charge of the lead.

"Bai Jia, how can I see that there is a light in front of me, my eyes are not very good, you can help me take a look, I won't meet the Ming army," Huitu said with some doubts.

"What nonsense, it's a cold day in the middle of the night, and those guards are still willing to leave the warm quilt, besides, there is no sailor in Liaodong, and the sea ships can't drive into the Hunhe River, and the water here is shallow." Bai Jia said disapprerovingly.

But soon his eyes widened, and a searchlight suddenly lit up on the mast of a slender black warship, with a huge headlight with a diameter of fifty centimeters, with a snow-white lamppost began to strafe in all directions, and at least half of the more than a hundred ships saw this strange situation. The ships of the Eight Banners Army quickly became chaotic.

Their boats are not large, they are all ordinary river paddle and pole boats, which are generally only two or three meters wide and more than ten meters long. Most of them are open-air, and a few have sheds made of reed mats. Only Ho Ho Lee has two decks and a wooden house on the upper deck. If the ships of the Ming army had cannons, they would have nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide. What's worse is that they are all landlubbers, climbing mountains, and if you want to swim, there are basically few who can swim, not to mention that there are occasional ice cubes floating in the glacier in early spring, and if you fall into the water, I am afraid that you will freeze.

"Quick, hurry up and report to Lord He," Bai Jia shouted hoarsely. Immediately afterwards, the gong rang out. Hui Tu quickly ignited a small tiger squat cannon, and a loud bang echoed in the night sky.

Li Jing's fleet quickly approached the fleet of the Eight Banners, looking at Bai Jia and Huitu's two faces that had become distorted due to fright, Li Jing ordered all the calcium carbide spotlights on the deck to be turned on, and Li Jing's flaming phoenix flag was raised, and with a wave of Li Jing's hand, the round 24-pounder cannon fort at the foot of the wheelhouse burst out with a flame.

40 kilograms of shotgun sprayed out, at a distance of 30 meters, 1,200 steel balls weighing one or two (about 33 grams in the Ming Dynasty) swept across this wooden boat less than 20 meters long, this completely open-air boat, the board is less than two inches, and the wood is not a hardwood, all are temporary requisitioned old boats for fishing, and the better ones are old transport ships. The tattered wood of the hull of the ship was directly broken by the steel balls, and the Eight Banners who were sitting or standing on the ship were even more flesh and blood.

In front of the shotgun of the twenty-four-pounder gun, the cloth armor or triple armor is a layer of window paper, and the heavy artillery that the battleship can penetrate is like a mosquito, beating them into powder. Those who didn't hit were directly swept off the boat by the air waves. Plop and fall into the icy water.

The armor-piercing soldiers sank directly to the bottom, and the cotton-clothed slave Aha and the forcibly recruited boatmen fell into the water and struggled desperately to swim to the shore.

Li Jing looked at the effect with satisfaction, and ordered: "Reduce the speed, go up the river from their side, and the boats are free to shoot."

The rumbling cannon began to roar, the bottom bin heard the command of the brass pipe, slowed down, the person in charge of the simple gearbox, carefully adjusted the gear gear, controlled the speed, because the two sides were opposite each other, the Eight Banners were downstream, the relative speed was very large, the ship of the Eight Banners was small and short, and it was easy to pass by.

One transport ship after another was set on fire, shrapnel smashed personnel and supplies into the water, and the river was full of people struggling and shouting. The first ship did not sink the second, the second ran out of shells and was being loaded, and the third. It didn't take long for Li Jing's leading ship to reach the center of the fleet.

He Heli anxiously ordered all the fleets to dock immediately, lean to the right bank, and if it really didn't work, they would run aground on the shore, at least to keep the supplies. The personnel fled to the bottom of the river embankment to avoid the attack of Li Jing's fleet. The Eight Banners have never had a sailor, nor can they fight in water, and they can't even swim, in such a dark night, frightened by the rumbling cannons, there is chaos, and no orders can be transmitted, and they have not agreed on the handling of various emergencies in advance, and now they can only do it in a hurry.

Li Jing looked at the largest two-story wooden boat, knowing that there must be big fish inside, "Open the roof in the middle, shoot at close range with a 600 mm mortar gun, the gunner immediately filled the silk medicine bag into the gun chamber, cut open a bag of one hundred and fifty one-pound spherical cast iron bullets, quickly turned the gun muzzle to aim at the two layers of painting boats opposite, and poked the red-hot iron drill into the ignition port, with a loud bang, Li Jing's eardrums were almost deaf, he covered his ears in pain and squatted down, scolding in his heart, damn, next time I must buy an artillery headset on the platform."

He Heli's lieutenant general saw Li Jing's boat rushing up, opened the roof on the side, and a thick/short huge steel cast cannon was exposed, the muzzle of the cannon rotated to aim at his own ship, and his heart tightened for a while, such a big cannon was simply terrifying, and he could get into it.

Fortunately, he and Lord He were not wearing armor, but just wearing fox fur, so he quickly pulled He Heli and jumped off the boat. Then there was a deafening loud noise, and he didn't know that the speed of the sound coming from the air into the water would increase by a factor of 4-5. He felt like a sledgehammer slamming into his chest. A mouthful of blood spurted out, the water in front of him was blurred, and then it was quickly washed away by the current, he grabbed He Heli out of the water, and struggled to swim towards the river.

He Heli's ears were bleeding, and he couldn't hear anything, allowing himself to be dragged away by the deputy general Yilegan, he saw that the painting boat behind him had been completely destroyed, the rectangular hull, a huge V-shaped gap in the middle, the remaining parts were full of holes, and the bright lights of those damn black boats were shining through, and rows of dense holes shone through, illuminating the river as bright as day. At the same time, the river was pouring into the hull of the ship. The water is full of struggling human heads.

On those damn black boats, one by one muskets were firing, the speed was amazing, and the Eight Banners soldiers did not let go of falling into the water, and they were killed on the water one by one, and even worse, they directly threw a cylindrical thing with a long stick, followed by a column of water that rushed to the sky, and the soldiers who swam around were directly shocked to death by the shock wave, drifting like dead fish and trying to rush downstream. Almost no one was spared.

The 20,000 people of the vanguard clearly heard the sound of cannons from a distance of thirty miles, and Abahai and Mang Gurtai looked at each other in surprise, this is not the cannon of the Eight Banners, and the Eight Banners only have a few small Franc machine guns, even the big blowouts are not much. The most are the Tiger Squat Cannon. Such a huge cannon sound is probably a giant cannon, and only the legendary red-coated cannon can have this power.

"Let's take the cavalry to hurry to reinforcements, otherwise the food, grass and siege weapons will be exhausted." Mang Gurtai shouted anxiously, "Send someone to inform the Khan as well." Aba Hai said.

Nurhachi slept in a Mongolian tent cart drawn by twenty-five oxen, in a row of five oxen, pulling a large cart in a square, with a yurt on it, and armoured soldiers with bows and swords stood on the sides and horns. There are also cavalry guarding all sides. The rumbling sound of cannon came from afar, and although it was not loud, it woke him up. He walked out of the tent in surprise, stood in front of the car and held the car, looking at the sky in the distance that was red by artillery fire and fire, his hands were bruised, and he clung to the railing.