Wan Yan Lou stood on the south bank of the Qing River, looking at the long string of wooden fences on the north bank and the neatly arranged Qi army behind it.

He started selling and regretted letting Wanyan Yinshu stay in Fuzhou, and he led troops to rescue Gaizhou.

In order to improve mobility, he only brought 5,000 cavalry who stayed in Liaodong to ambush the Qi army and 1,000 people who could be given to him by Wanyan Yinshu, all of them were real Jurchens and all of them were cavalry.

The purpose was to seize the brief opportunity of the Qi army's dispersion and unrecovered to quickly defeat the main force of the Qi army.

However, Wanyan Lou's attack did not go well, and they were detected by the Qi army's scout cavalry shortly after they arrived near Yulinpu.

Wanyan Lou originally wanted to quickly clear out the Qi army's reconnaissance cavalry, which was not high in quantity and quality, but he didn't expect Xu Shiyang to actually scatter all the regular cavalry.

In this way, it is impossible to quickly remove 5 or 6 hundred cavalry without a trace, and everyone in the cavalry of the Qi army has flintlock pistols, and the combat effectiveness is not weak with the blessing of firepower, and the Jurchen cavalry did not have the upper hand in the first battle.

As a last resort, Wanyan Lou Room could only send thousands of elite cavalry to expel the Qi army's reconnaissance scene, so that although the enemy army was likely not to know the situation of the troops on his side, the suddenness of the cavalry's high-speed attack was also gone.

Wanyan Lou's room could only enter the strong attack that he didn't want to fight the most.

The strong attack on the Qi army set up a position, the Jin army had too many painful memories, not to mention that there were no slaves as cannon fodder this time, there were only real Jurchens in the hands of Wanyan Lou's room, and all of them were elites drawn from various Bo Jilie's tents, if the loss was big, Wanyan Lou Room himself didn't know how to explain to the three princes in power.

It's a pity that he can't turn around and avoid the war, because Gaizhou is the last checkpoint for the hilly areas of southern Liaoning to enter the Liaozhong Plain, and now that he has lost the golden brigade Changsheng, Gaizhou is also the largest and last salt field in the hands of the Jurchens.

Gaizhou is so important that now Wanyan Lou can only choose between desperately protecting Gaizhou and losing Gaizhou to protect people's lives, and then go all the way to the dark.

Wan Yan Lou Room clenched his teeth, and the hideous color on his dark face gradually rose.

Since you have to fight for your life, what is there to hesitate about?

"Living girl!"

The Jurchen commander called his eldest son, who was most trusted by him.

"Father."

A heroic Jurchen young man stepped forward and stood beside Wan Yan Lou's room.

"You lead the team to supervise the battle, dismount, and attack!"

"Huh!" The Jurchen young man didn't say a word, and with a wave of his hand, a thousand armor soldiers of Lou Room dismounted at the same time, and then waded into the river with their shields, putting on a posture of strong attack.

"The one who crosses the river first appreciates the land, three cows, and five Ahha!"

The eldest son of the Jurchen commander walked at the back of the line with a sword, and as he walked, he shouted loudly:

"Whoever breaks through the fence first will be rewarded with one Ding Zhuangzi and twenty silk satins!"

"Those who fall behind this general will be beheaded on the spot!"

"Kill!"

Thousands of Tartar armor soldiers howled in unison like wild beasts, and the sound shook all over the wilderness, and even the river produced slight ripples, and the momentum was very amazing.

But the Qi army position on the opposite side did not move at all, as if it had not been affected in any way, and there was a red flag hunting and fluttering at every distance on the position, and then some low-level officers whispered:

"Remember your usual training, don't be nervous, don't fire privately, wait for orders!"

After all, Gaizhou has been occupied by the Tatars for decades, and they still know a little about the water situation of the Qing River, so the Jurchen soldiers accurately chose a section of the river with relatively gentle flow as the forcible crossing site.

Qi soldiers have also done tests, and this section of the river is up to the waist of an adult man.

It's just that no matter how slow the water is, this is also a river after all, as soon as the Jurchen soldiers wearing heavy armor enter the water, their movements immediately become a lot slower, and in the eyes of the Qi soldiers, the speed is as slow as a slide.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Wanyan Lou personally ordered, another Jurchen thousand-man team dismounted, took out a thick step bow, struggled to pull the bowstring, and threw light arrows at the Qi army behind the fence 70 steps away.

The arrows fell like rain, and the soldiers of the Qi army directly erected a tower shield made of thick wooden planks on the fence, and the sound of the bell bell sounded intensively, and light arrows could not penetrate these thick wooden planks, and it was difficult to cause effective damage.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a thunderbolt-like explosion shook the eardrums of the soldiers on both sides, and a ten-pound iron projectile with a sharp whistling sound crossed the sky, flying several meters above the head of the Jin army at a high speed, smashing into the open space behind Wanyan Lou's room with a bang, and then jumping up five or six times in a row like a rabbit, and finally embedded in a small dirt slope, exhausting kinetic energy and stopping.

Wan Yan Lou's eyelids jumped: This cannonball is so powerful! It was much more powerful than all the Qi cannons he had seen on the banks of the Yellow River.

"Bad things ......."

Wan Yan Lou muttered in a low voice.

As if in reply to his speculation, a flash of lightning and thunder suddenly sounded on the dozen or so artillery positions specially made of sandbags in the Qi army array, and a large cloud of white smoke quickly covered the entire Qi army array, and the iron balls were like monsters gushing out of the illusion, tearing through the white smoke and rushing towards the Jurchen armor soldiers on the other side of the river!

"Master, be careful!"

A few pro-soldiers were quick and directly pulled Wanyan Lou Room off his horse and pressed him to the ground, and then 6 or 7 loyal armor soldiers climbed directly on Lou Room, pressing him almost out of breath.

Crawling face down on the ground, all you could hear was the clatter of cannonballs bouncing on the ground, the tooth-aching creaking of severing bones, and the desperate screams of Jurchen soldiers and the neighing of horses.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the dust stirred up by the cannonballs flying in all directions, and occasionally a few armored soldiers dancing through his eyes, and Lou Mu's armored chest could feel the dense vibrations coming from the ground, mostly made by the footsteps of soldiers and horses' hooves, but there were also a few more powerful and advantageous strikes, which must have been the terrifying cannonballs of the Han army opposite.

Wan Yan Lou has been in the army for more than 30 years, and he has seen any terrifying opponent, but this is the first time that he feels a completely powerless emotion filling his heart.

What is this?

God's ridicule?

The first Jurchen general struggled to push away the personal soldiers who were guarding him with his body, and stood up in the midst of the artillery fire.

What is this?

He raised his eyes and saw that the nearly 5,000 Jurchen elite armor soldiers left on the south bank of the river were all in chaos in the dense continuous shelling, some people were lying on the ground with their heads in their hands like Han dog cowards, some people were galloping wildly on their horses in a panic, more horses were screaming and spinning in panic, and some fell off their horses, trampled by their own mounts, and lay on the ground convulsing like rags.

The rain of blood and the dust that smashed into the ground from the shells cut through the human body obscured the view of the Jin army, which further exacerbated the confusion of the Jurchens, and many of them could not bear the weight of the shelling and tried to flee screaming.

But in the chaos, many people actually chose the wrong direction to escape, and jumped directly into the Qing River, the horses held their heads high, the panicked ash only screamed, splashed a large splash, and people kept falling into the water, the heavy armor pressed these unlucky eggs to the bottom of the water, and the river could easily kill an elite Jurchen armor soldier in just a few minutes.

"What the hell is this!?"

Wan Yan Lou looked at all this, and howled in despair:

"Is this a war!?"

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