Chapter Twenty-Eight: I'm Willing to Raise My Head to See!

Nurhachi has been paying attention to the movements of the Ming army, although the general cannon at the head of Shengjing City is constantly roaring, but his face is getting worse and worse.

Half of the general's cannon at the head of the city had been blown up, and the gunners had already killed and wounded more than 20 people. If it weren't for the sword and axe men behind to supervise the battle, it is estimated that they would have rebelled long ago.

However, the Ming army's car formation was intact and there was no change. It's not that the Ming army's vehicle formation is strong, but that the hit rate of the artillery is too low.

Originally, the Ming army's vehicle array was at the limit of the general's artillery, and it was impossible to ensure the hit rate at such a distance. Even a gust of wind may deflect the shells elsewhere.

So the hit rate is really low, and the occasional hit can't do any damage. Unless the gunner is unlucky, successive hits to the same position can cause damage to the car formation.

So the gunners cupped, and more than half of them were killed and wounded and failed to destroy the car formation, which was a huge blow to their morale. At this time, the gunners also began to be lazy, and began to charge less while the knife and axe hand was not paying attention, so as to reduce the explosion as much as possible.

As for whether they can hit or not, it's none of their business, so don't look at the excitement of the fight, there are not a few real hits at all.

Just when Nurhachi's patience was about to run out, someone suddenly came to report.

"Report ~~ King Khan! The Ming army cut off the pontoon bridge, and the Ming army camp on the south bank showed signs of pulling out the camp and leaving! ”

What the? Nurhachi couldn't believe his ears! Are these Ming troops on the north shore crazy? They are on their own way to survive at this time, this is to fight to the death with themselves to buy time for the withdrawal of the army!

The artillery at the head of Shengjing City also stopped bombarding, and Li Yongfang ran over with a rolling belt. "Report! Master! The artillery is already too hot, you must stop to cool down, otherwise the gunpowder will explode when it is poured in! It's really not that a minion doesn't have to do things! ”

To Li Yongfang's surprise, Nurhachi did not blame him, but waved his hand to make him retreat. Li Yongfang didn't know the situation and didn't dare to ask, so he had to retreat into the crowd and bow his head and remain silent.

After a while, Nurhachi asked an irrelevant question. "Where are all the other members of our flags?"

When Daishan heard Nurhachi's question, he stood up and said, "Go back to Amma!" The nearest armor soldiers from all over the country are only 15 miles away from Shengjing, and they can be reached immediately! ”

"Let them take a detour to intercept the Ming army brigade, and leave your Zhenghongqi armor soldiers to me to nail the Ming army on the north bank. Li Yongfang led the Han army banner to guard Shengjing, and the others went with me to meet the Ming army on the south bank for a while. "With Nurhachi's order, the Jurchen tribes moved.

They quickly divided into two parts, and the 2,000 remnants of Zhenghongqi's defeated army would stay 1 mile away to monitor Zhang Dou's forward battalion. The rest of the Jurchens mounted their horses one after another, and they were going to make a detour across the river to attack most of the Ming army.

Zhang Dou paid close attention to the movements of the Jurchens, and finally breathed a sigh of relief after discovering that they had divided their troops. If the Jurchens really fought them to the death regardless of the casualties, Zhang Dou believed that they would not hold out until dark before the entire army would be annihilated.

When the explosives pack runs out, that's when they fall. Fortunately, Nurhachi did not lose his mind and did not choose to fight him to the death, but took a detour to attack the Ming army on the south bank.

This gave them a glimmer of hope of survival. He secretly worried about Qi Jin and them in his heart, if they were caught up by the Jurchens, it would be more auspicious to surround them.

Chen Ce and others were on their way back to Liaoyang, and he was in high spirits at the moment. The old man can still get such a big credit when he comes to Liaodong, and God really has a good thing to drop the pie.

They were having, and suddenly there was a night that did not receive the report. A large number of Jurchen cavalry were found in the front, as many as several thousand. Chen Ce didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly ordered the team to stop and camp on the spot to prevent a sneak attack by the Jurchens.

At this moment, Chen Ce was not worried about the Jurchens, because just now he had already contacted the governor Yuan Yingtai. Yuan Yingtai's army of 30,000 was now camped 10 miles away from them, so Chen Ce was not worried about the siege of the Jurchens at all.

The Jurchen who came was Nurhachi, and he chased all the Jurchen soldiers all the way and finally blocked this Ming army.

He decided to destroy this Ming army at all costs, and he wanted to defeat the courage of the Ming people. To make the Ming army flee as soon as they see his army, and his grandson Du Du is still in the hands of this group of Ming people.

He wants to get Du Du back, even if it's a corpse. The Aixin Jueluo family can't afford to lose this person, and he must recapture Du Du.

After catching up with the Ming army, he launched a fierce attack, and Chen Ce immediately ordered Qi Jin to command the Zhejiang soldiers to fight back, and Zhou Dunji commanded the white pole soldiers to assist Qi Jin in defending the camp.

Qi Jin's artillery battalion had more artillery than the forward battalion, and they fired continuous shells that knocked the Jurchens on their backs. had to dismount and fight on foot, and the firecrackers in the Zhejiang soldiers did not show weakness, and almost every gun had to kill a Jurchen.

The battle between the two sides began to heat up. The Jurchens approached the artillery battalion after paying heavy casualties, and they were all terrified of being attacked again by explosives packs.

But their shaman seemed to have heard their prayers, and the Ming army didn't use the explosive package.

Now the courage of the real people came up, and they rushed up and desperately destroyed the side van that blocked them. Some Jurchens are not afraid to be hit by firearms, especially the vans.

Finally! Their madness paid off. A partial van finally couldn't be chopped and collapsed all at once. The Jurchens screamed excitedly, and they rushed into the gap with their blades.

Nurhachi, who was watching the battle outside, couldn't help but clench his fists, and it was finally done. According to their previous experience, as long as they fought hand-to-hand with the Ming army, the Ming army would definitely collapse.

So they rushed in, but as soon as they entered, they were dumbfounded. What's the situation? Standing in front of them was the strange spearmen who had killed them on the banks of the Hunhe River in the morning, and they were bleeding profusely.

The strange spears in the hands of these spearmen are so easy to recognize, and they will never forget the spearmen who can stab, cut, hook and smash.

The Jurchens who rushed to the front saw that it was a white pole soldier, and they turned around and wanted to escape, but the Jurchens who followed up with the bee chrysalis behind didn't know! They were still rushing in, and the two groups of people were in chaos at the gap.

They were in a mess, and the Zhejiang soldiers and the white pole soldiers would not be polite. The tiger squat cannon of the Zhejiang soldiers could send out a hundred gravel at a time, and hit the Jurchens, and after a burst of smoke, a piece of people fell out of the gap.

The white-pole soldiers were defeated in the morning, and if it had not been for the artillery bombardment, they would not have lost so badly. Even the chief and deputy commanders died by the Hunhe River, and they rushed up with a white pole with a belly full of anger, and when they saw someone, they were stabbed to death with a shot, and then repeated the action of assassination in their hands.

The Jurchens were unlucky, they piled up in the gap and couldn't get in or out, and became a live target. At this time, the Ming army killed it so much.

Nurhachi, who was watching the battle from the rear, felt that something was wrong for a while, and he was just about to send troops to reinforce the gap, when he saw the Jurchens retreat like a tide.

He grew his mouth in surprise, he had already attacked the enemy line and could still be beaten, this was the first time he had encountered it. Just as he was about to kill Liwei, a Jia Lazhangjing ran over in a panic.

"Report! ~~~ King Khan, there is a Ming army 2 miles ahead, the minions don't dare to fight, hurry back and ask the King Khan to decide! When the man had finished speaking, he fell to his knees, and his body trembled like chaff.

Nurhachi was so happy that he didn't dare to fight, but he was obviously frightened by the Ming army and fled back. And the face said that it was to ask for your own decision? "Yasong! You've been in charge of the White Flag for 3 years! Nurhachi's calm words stirred up Yasong's spirit.

He didn't dare to raise his head, and replied in a low voice: "Master, the slave has been following you since he was 16 years old, and it has been 10 years now. Please read it for the sake of the minion before and after the saddle, and spare the minion this time! ”

"I can spare you! Daikin's military law can't tolerate you! Someone, behead this cowardly Yasong who is afraid of death and escapes from the battle to show the public! ”

In Yasong's plea for mercy, Yasong's head was brought up in a short time. Now all the Jurchen generals are scared, this is Jia Lazhangjing! Say chop it, it's too scary!

At sunset, the sunset reflects half the sky. The fields outside Shengjing City shouted to kill the sky, and the bright red blood stained the earth, and the sunset on the horizon complemented each other, forming a unique contrast.

In the distance, on the horizon, there was a dusty fly, and at first glance, a large group of cavalry was approaching rapidly.

Nurhachi frowned at this, his subordinates were besieging the Ming army's chariot formation. For a while, he really couldn't spare manpower to resist the reinforcements of the Akito, and he was thinking about whether to take the white armor of his own guard to the top when he came to his horse alone.

"Amma! Yasong is a subordinate of his son, and his son's royal majesty is not strict, so that the Ming army can approach. The son is willing to lead the guards to kill the Ming army! "It was the White Flag Lord Emperor Taiji who spoke.

Nurhachi looked at this son, and among the many sons, he was very optimistic about Huang Taiji. This son is brave and resourceful, and he is a rare talent, the only thing that makes him dissatisfied is that this son is very obsessed with Han culture.

He would be followed by some Han people all day long, and in the long run, he was worried that the foundation he had worked so hard to lay would be destroyed in the hands of Huang Taiji.

Therefore, he still had doubts about establishing Huang Taiji as his heir, and seeing that Huang Taiji took the initiative to ask for battle, he couldn't help but say: "Old eight! There are only 800 people in your personal guards, and there are as many as 3,000 Ming troops here, and there are 30,000 people in their brigade behind you, how are you their opponents? ”

"Amma! There are definitely not many Ming troops as difficult as in front of them, and my son believes that the Ming army must be a group of rabble. The son is willing to make a military order, and if he can't break the enemy, he is willing to come to see him! ”