The fourth volume of the sharp blade out of the sheath Shenzhou moves

This time, the army did not choose a detour or a sneak attack, but at the mouth of the Dengsha River, they put up a dignified position.

This time is the time to test the cooperation of 8,000 recruits and 2,000 cavalry, and it is a key battle since Qin Haoming formed the Dingnan Army, and naturally a tough battle is needed to test.

Therefore, when Li Xiang's night team heard that there were Tartar cavalry in front of him intending to attack halfway, Qin Haoming and Zhang Yun invariably chose to press up and crush them.

With 10,000 soldiers, 20,000 auxiliaries, plus 20,000 people recruited from Lushunkou, more than 50,000 people can be said to have done their best, and the purpose was to decide Jinzhou in World War I.

In war, the ultimate competition is strength.

"Since Emperor Chengzu and Emperor Ren and Emperor Xuan, there has never been such a situation on the Liaodong Peninsula."

"Such a powerful army has set foot on this land for 200 years. And it is really worthwhile for us to be able to stand here and see all this being born in front of our eyes. ”

"Yes, it's a pity that there is no alcohol."

"Last night, we discussed with the people of the Attendant Division, if Lord Qin Du's inscription is written, it is really okay to drink."

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Huang Zongxi and Wang Fuzhi said a word, and both of them were very emotional.

People who read poetry and books are easy to be recalled by some scenes, and many poems flow in the hearts of the two like the river in front of them.

Of course, the easiest thing to emerge is the Tang people's poems, but at this time, both of them knew in their hearts that no matter what kind of poems, there was no way to compare with the actual situation in front of them.

"I think of an essay from the time of Tang Zhongzong." Huang Zongxi said suddenly: "I don't remember the specifics, it is the text of Xingshi's crusade against the Turks, and there are two sentences that are very suitable for the current situation:

The division of Fuxing June, the luck of its hundred years! ”

"That's good." Wang Fuzhi said: "Lord Qindu's writing, intentions, intentions, and affection are impeccable. I think that in the future, hundreds of years and thousands of years later, it will also be a famous article that has been widely circulated. ”

"Here we go." Huang Zongxi said softly and looked at the river.

Many civilians in the chamberlain had no errands on this battlefield, and like Huang Zongxi, Wang Fuzhi and others, they stood on the high slope by the river with strange thoughts, looking at the spectacular battlefield in front of them.

This is Qin Haoming's meaning, let these literati in the Governor's Mansion feel the war, and always remind them that the war is just around the corner.

Perhaps, in this way, in the future when they grow up, they can understand the cruelty of war and the bravery of the soldiers, and the balance between civil and military is the king.

The Mongol Tatars on the other side also knew that the time had come for war, and they roared excitedly, wanting to show off their great prowess.

The baggage soldiers and civilians, led by the combat engineers, began to build pontoon bridges.

Both the people and the soldiers had air in their waists and were sucked with airy animal urine bubbles, which could make people float in the water.

In summer, the water is deep and fast, and you can see a lot of fish and aquatic plants swimming in the river, but after people flock down, the fish and aquatic plants disappear and the water becomes a little muddy.

Others felt that the water was cold, so they felt the skin on their bodies and drank two sips of the wine that had been distributed in advance by the military intelligence office.

Suddenly, several people were swept away by the torrent, causing an exclamation on the shore, but soon a soldier stretched out a long pole downstream, and the man who fell into the water grabbed the long pole and was slowly dragged ashore.

Dozens of big drums sounded, and the small boats were connected by the sappers, and the men and the soldiers stood in the rapids, assisting the sappers to fix the pontoon bridge.

At the same time, three pontoon bridges were built together, each hundreds of paces apart, almost visible to the naked eye, and the three bridges stretched together towards the center of the river.

The movements of the Dingnan army were too fast, and although the Mongols were prepared, they never expected the other side to move so quickly.

Sure enough, it was the troops along the coast of the south of the Yangtze River, which were different from the border troops in the north.

Then there was a noisy shouting of horses, the barking of horses, the barking of dogs, and the sound of drums and trumpets, and the cavalry of the brigade gathered together, and dozens of Taiji banners were erected.

A large number of armored cavalry gathered on the bank, and the regiments of cavalry were piled up like hedgehogs, spears were raised to the sky, bows and arrows were taken in their hands, and along the banks of the river were full of black and oppressed crowds.

The river bank was very wide, and the Mongol Tartars did not shoot their bows and arrows, and they also deliberately hid three or four hundred steps away from the river, plus the distance between the river and the riverbank, so that the Ming artillery was almost useless.

It seems that they are all veterans of playing experience.

The pontoon bridge finally crossed the middle of the river and began to move closer to the north bank.

As if in an instant, a large number of Mongolian armored people abandoned their horses and walked straight to the river.

This distance is still a distance that artillery cannot fire, because the Mongols are too close to the river, and it is easy for them to bombard the river with one shell and injure their own people.

"Put!"

Artillery commander Liu Xinyu held a long knife in his hand, majestic and majestic.

Artillery cannot, of course, bombard close range, but at this time it is possible to extend the trajectory and bombard the Mongol Tartars in the back of the riverbank.

Just now they were hiding close to the maximum range, and the effect of the shelling was very poor, even now the bombardment is somewhat remote, but as soon as the artillery is fired, it can put some pressure on the Mongols.

More than twenty artillery pieces lined up in a long line, and after Liu Xinyu gave the order, the gunners lit the arquebus.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The muzzle of the cannon spat out tongues of fire, and for a moment it seemed that the light between heaven and earth had dimmed, only the fire of the muzzle of the cannon was so bright and gorgeous, so eye-catching.

Dozens of shells flew to the opposite bank, straight into the Mongol array.

Quite a few projectiles landed on the ground and did not bounce, only slamming heavily on the unlucky man's body, and only a few shells landed in the crowd.

The tremendous kinetic energy pierced through the rows of armored horsemen and herdsmen, smashing out countless blood, brains, bone fragments, internal organs, and everything else that could be shattered on the human body.

The herdsmen screamed, the horses screamed, and the hounds were frightened and lay on the grass with their tails between their legs.

The Mongol Tatars felt that the sky was dark, and they were forced to move on, and many of them were even standing in the water.

At this time, they realized that the closer they were to the pontoon, the safer it was, so they could only huddle forward, and the people in the river were forced to lean back, trying not to be pushed deeper into the river.

The first few rows were all armoured soldiers from various divisions, and they began to draw their bows and shoot arrows.

The arrows of the Mongolian Tatars shoot quickly and accurately, but the bow power is smaller, which is different from the shooting method of Jiannu, which does not pay attention to the accuracy of the range and pursues the bow power.

The archery of the steppe tartars was fast and accurate, and if they encountered Qin Haoming's armoured army, their bows and arrows were of little use, and when they shot at the people and soldiers in the river at this time, the dense bows and arrows instantly brought huge casualties.

The soldiers and men who were trying to build a bridge in the river felt that the sky was dark.

People subconsciously looked up and saw that the sky was covered by arrows, and countless arrows flew like locusts.

In an instant, hundreds of people were hit by arrows, and although the sappers and soldiers in cotton armor were in front, many people were also hit by arrows, hundreds of people screamed, and many fell into the river in an instant.

The arrows hit the chest, head, and shoulders of the person, and the blood instantly overflowed, staining the turquoise and clear water of the river red.

Under the command of Zhang Yun, a group of gunners rushed up to the half-section of the pontoon bridge, and they began to fight back with firecrackers on their stomachs, kneeling, and squatting.

It can be seen that these gunners are the same as other armies of the Ming Dynasty, and they are not using new flintlock pistols developed by the Fuzhou Military Bureau, and sharp weapons are not suitable for dispatch at this time.

The sound of thumping fires and crumbling bows and arrows came and went, mixed with the screams and wails of people, and the miles of river were a mixture of spectacle and tragedy.

Everyone knew that this was the key point, Zhang Yun, Li Xiang and others were on the front line, wielding their swords to direct the gunners and infantry forward.

Under the blows of the gunners, the pontoon bridge still stretched forward one by one, and there were still people in the river who were hit by arrows, and the Mongols on the other bank were also constantly hit by shells, blood splattered, and screams were high-pitched.

On the battlefield, human life is originally an ant.

The long arrows were in the air, the wind was bleak, and the blood bloomed like flowers, and then quickly withered and dilapidated.