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"It's spectacular, it's spectacular."

Zhang Yongan and Wu Bohe stood by the river, watching the river surging and the Mongols on the opposite side.

This time, the army did not choose a detour or a sneak attack, but at the mouth of the Xiaohei River in the straight plate and Qingcheng, on the left side of the flank is the Naturalization Fort, and on the right is the Xiaohei River Fort, although it is on the territory of the Mongols, in fact, it already has a solid rear support.

This time about 15,000 soldiers were mobilized, three infantry regiments and one cavalry regiment and an artillery regiment in the front, an infantry regiment and a cavalry regiment in the north, the total number of soldiers and auxiliaries was more than 33,000 people, plus more than 30,000 people, this time the Qingcheng Campaign mobilized nearly 70,000 people, and you have to count a cavalry regiment and an infantry regiment in the western defensive state and the baggage team that cooperated with the defense, the defensive regiments and baggage troops of Xinghe Fort and Guihua Fort, the total mobilization exceeded 100,000 people, and eight infantry regiments and three cavalry regiments were mobilized. One and a half artillery regiments and more than 40 baggage brigades can be said to be a large-scale mobilization far beyond the imagination of the Mongols, and earth-shaking changes have taken place in terms of strength.

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

"Such a powerful army has set foot on this land for 200 years. And it's really worth it for us to be standing here and seeing it happening right in front of our eyes. ”

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

"If Lord Zhang's inscription, which we discussed with the people of the Attendant Division last night, is written, it can really be drunk."

Zhang Yongan and Wu Bo said a word to you, and both of them were very emotional.

People who read poetry and books are easy to be reminded of some scenes when they read books, and many poems flow in their hearts like the black 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." Zhang Yongan said suddenly: "I don't remember very clearly, it is the text of Xingshi's crusade against the Turks, and there are two sentences in it that are very suitable for the current situation: Fuxing's division in June, its hundred-year fortune!" ”

"That's good." Wu Bo and Zhengse said: "Lord Zhang's writing, intentions, intentions, and affection are all 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." Zhang Yongan didn't speak, looking at the river.

Many civilian officials had no errands on this battlefield, and like Zhang Yongan, Wu Bohe and others, they stood on the unobstructed high slope by the river with strange thoughts, looking at the magnificent battlefield in front of them.

The Mongols on the opposite side also knew that the time for war had come, and they sensed danger, and many of the Mongols were looking for the location of the cavalry, and they were more impressed by the lancers and cavalry than the infantry of Heyusheng.

They did not see the cavalry, which had already made a detour from both sides and penetrated deep behind.

More than 30,000 soldiers and civilians, led by 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 very deep and fast, and you can see a lot of swimming fish and aquatic plants in the river, but after people flock down, the fish and aquatic plants are gone, and the water becomes a little muddy, and some people feel that the water is very cold, so they feel the skin on their bodies and drink two sips of wine issued by the military commander in advance.

In the grasslands, even in summer, the rivers and seas are not as comfortable as those in the interior.

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 people and the soldiers stood in the rapids, assisting the sappers to fix the pontoon bridges together, and at the same time there were three pontoon bridges built together, each hundreds of paces apart, almost in a distance visible to the naked eye, and the three bridges extended together to the center of the river.

He Yusheng's movements were too fast, and although the Mongols knew yesterday that He Yusheng's men were going to cross the river by force, they never expected the opposite side to move so fast.

There were also noisy shouts on the opposite bank, the neighing of horses, the barking of dogs, and the sound of drums and trumpets, the cavalry of the brigade gathered together, dozens of Taiji's banners were erected, many armored cavalry gathered on the bank, and 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 bank of the river were all black and oppressive crowds.

Although Xi Lingse had already been frightened and cowered in Qingcheng with most of his subordinates, there were also quite a few Mongolian Taiji who led their own troops and horses to the river to defend this last line of defense.

The bank of the river was very wide, and the Mongols took bows and arrows and did not shoot, and they also deliberately hid three or four hundred paces away from the river, and the distance between the river and the riverbank, and Yusheng's artillery was almost useless.

However, the logistics staff and officials of the river were shouting and cheering, and the trumpets of the soldiers and people in the river came and went.

There are Zhao Wen, Li Shanxin and other captives full of them, they are lucky not to have the task of going down the river, just to do auxiliary work on the shore, at this time a good voice is the best help.

There are Zhang Yongan and Wu Bo and such officials.

There are also grassland Han businessmen like Zhang Ziming and Fu Qingming.

There were also Han businessmen such as Ma Chaoren Zhang Dalin who rushed over from the mainland, and after they heard about the war, they put aside the business and things at hand, and also ran over to shout and cheer.

There are also close attendants around Zhang Han like Zhou Rui and Wu Qi, who are also shouting desperately, regardless of shouting until their voices are hoarse and their voices are dark.

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!"

The artillery commander Tang Wangzong held a long knife in his hand, and he was majestic.

Artillery can't bombard close range, of course, but at this time it is possible to extend the trajectory and bombard the Mongols in those places further back on the riverbank. Just now they hid close to the maximum range, and the effect of the shelling was very poor, and even now the bombardment was somewhat remote, but as soon as the artillery rang out, the pressure on the Mongols was as great as a mountain.

More than a hundred artillery pieces lined up in a long line, and after Tang Wangzong gave the order, the gunners lit the fire rope.

"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.

More than a hundred projectiles flew to the opposite shore and went straight into the Mongol array.

Quite a few projectiles landed on the ground and did not bounce, only slammed heavily on the unlucky ghost's body, and only a few shells fell in the crowd, and the huge kinetic energy penetrated the rows of armored horsemen and herdsmen, smashing out countless blood, brains, bone fragments, internal organs, and everything that could be shattered on people's bodies.

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

The Mongols felt that it was dark, and they were forced to move on, and quite a few were even forced to stand in the water. At this time, they understood that the closer they were to the pontoon, the safer it was, and the people behind them were guarded by the warlords and did not dare to flee, 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 Mongols shot fast and accurately, but the bow power was smaller, and the Qing bow did not pay attention to the range and rate of fire, the most pursuit of the bow force of the shooting method is different, the shooting method of the northern captives is fast and accurate, if you encounter an armored army such as the merchant army, their bows and arrows are of little use, and at this time when shooting at the people and soldiers in the river, 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.

This kind of bow and arrow, which was regarded as a toy by the armored merchant soldiers, exerted its deadly power at this time, and the arrows hit the chest, head, and shoulders of people, and the blood instantly overflowed, staining the turquoise and clear river water.

A group of gunners rushed up the half-section of the pontoon, and they knelt down, squatted, and began to fight back with firearms.

The sound of thumping fires and crumbling bows and arrows came and went, mixed with the screams and wails of people, and on the miles of the Black River, there was a mixture of spectacle and tragedy.

Everyone knows that this is the critical time, Wang Yikui, Li Laibin and others are on the front line, waving their swords to command the gunners and infantry forward, under the blows of the gunners, the pontoon bridge is still stretching forward one by one, there are still people in the river who are constantly hit by arrows, and the Mongolians on the other side are also constantly hit by shells, blood is splashed, and the screams are high-pitched.

On the battlefield, human life is originally an ant.

The long arrow was in the air, the wind was bleak, and the blood bloomed like a flower, and then quickly withered and dilapidated.

The arrows continued to rain down, and the men kept falling from the arrows, and the blood soaked into the river, and the river became redder and thicker, and the dead men or soldiers fell down the river and went down the river, this time the soldiers downstream set up small boats and kept fishing the corpses or seriously injured people into the boats.

The soldiers began to fight their way in front of the people, some of them wearing armor, others not wearing armor, but only gray military robes. At this moment, the men in military uniforms should regard themselves as soldiers, not ordinary people and people, and they fought to wade through the water, and a large number of soldiers quickly stopped in front of the people, shouting trumpets at first, and then singing military songs.

In the murky and black-red water, the military song is loud, the pontoon continues to move forward, bows and arrows are raining, the artillery is roaring, and the gunners are constantly firing their firearms, trying to suppress the Mongol archers on the shore, and around them are the soldiers who are anxious and fiery, and they can't wait for the moment when they get close to the shore.