Two Jurchen soldiers, riding high-headed horses, slowly drove into the Taizi River, the war horses stepped on a large area of water, fortunately the river was not deep, they drove all the way to the opposite bank, and the river did not submerge half of the horse's belly.

The two Jurchen soldiers turned back the same way and came to Azig's side, "Lord Belle, the river is not deep, and the war horses can easily cross it." ”

Azig is still not at ease, "continue to test the water and expand the scope." ”

The two soldiers returned to the Taitra River, where they parted from the middle of the river and sailed to the sides, where the water was about the same depth, and at the deepest point, they did not drown on horseback.

"Brother Twelve, the river is really not deep, can you cross the river now?"

Azig nodded, he knew that Dodor would not be able to hold it back.

"Okay, my white flag will pass first, and I'll go to reorganize the army." Dordor whipped his whip and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" Azig stopped Duoduo, "We can find the location of this river crossing, and the Ming army can also find it, the Han people have always been cunning, who knows if they have ambushes on the other side?" Be careful, send ten oxen across the river first. ”

Duoduo nodded, "Okay, then I'll take ten cows and try it first." ”

"No way!" Azig flatly refused, "You are the owner of the banner, the commander of the banner, and you must not take this risk." ”

"That'...... Okay, I'll start by ordering all ten cows. ”

"Well, go ahead, I'm just here watching."

Duoduo quickly lit up ten bulls with white flags, three thousand Jurchen soldiers, plus war horses carrying supplies, a total of six thousand war horses, and laid them out at the crossing point.

"Start crossing the river!" Azig gave the order.

This time, Duoduo was not willful, he and Azig stood quietly to the side, watching the ten soldiers of Niul cross the river in front.

Most of the war horses, the river only flooded the belly of the horse, although they could move freely, but the resistance of the water was great, and the war horses could not run like on land.

Seeing that the cavalry in front had crossed the center of the river and began to enter the shallow water, and there was still no movement on the opposite side, Azig frowned: "Is there really no Ming army on the other side?" ”

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Bang."

……

As if in response to Azig's questioning, before his words fell, the sound of dense flintlock muskets rang out on the opposite bank.

The Jurchen soldiers, who had crossed the middle of the river, immediately fell from their horses and fell crookedly in the icy water.

The clear river water, dyed by the blood of the Jurchens, became a blooming cockscomb, and the cockscomb was crushed by the flowing river water and disappeared in an instant.

The ownerless war horse craned its neck, not knowing whether to continue crossing the river or return to the starting point.

"Brother Twelve, there is indeed an ambush of the Ming army on the other side." Duoduo admired Azig even more, he had always only admired the fourteenth brother Dorgon, and for the Azig of Mune, it was more of a brotherhood, and today he finally saw Azig on the battlefield.

"Sure enough, there are ambushes......," Azig muttered as if in reply to Dord.

"Brother Twelve, what should I do?" Looking at the soldiers with white flags, constantly falling into the river, Duoduo's heart ached.

"What else can I do? Sooner or later, we will have to cross the river, let them speed up, and once they are on the shore, they will be able to give full play to the speed advantage of the cavalry. Azig frowned, although he had a lot of experience on the battlefield, but when Bandu was hit, he didn't have the slightest way.

"How can a horse speed up when it's in the water?" Dodor replied in passing.

"Let them abandon the war horses carrying supplies, march lightly first, and then go ashore." Azig was also dizzy, and in the face of death, the Jurchen cavalry had long given up the war horses that carried supplies.

"Yes, give up the supplies first," shouted Duoduo at the soldiers, "return fire, fire the arrows!" ”

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......"

Although the Jurchen soldiers could not see the Ming army, their bows and arrows still fired, and they headed towards the shore in front, regardless of whether the bows and arrows could kill or injure the Ming army.

The Ming army dug three trenches on the ground, only half of their heads were exposed, and they shot condescendingly, and the bows and arrows of the Jurchen soldiers were fired upwards and upwards, which basically did no harm to them.

When the Jurchen soldiers released arrows with both hands, the horses could not be controlled, and the speed became slower, and more and more soldiers fell into the river, and even the soldiers who did not cross the center of the river were shot down into the river by the Ming army.

The Jurchen soldiers who fell in the water, whether they died or not, were swept downstream by the river, and after a few rolls in the river, the wounded soldiers were also choked to death.

The two sides shot at each other, but the lethality was completely different, the Jurchen soldiers who rushed through the center of the river were all shot down by the Ming army into the river and floated away with the river, and the Jurchen soldiers behind did not enter the firing range, and the bows and arrows could not reach the Ming army at all, and they fell on the periphery of the river embankment.

The Ming army simply walked out of the trench and deliberately exposed their bodies in front of the Jurchens.

The Jurchens clearly saw the body of the Ming army dangling in front of them, which was bigger than their usual arrow target, but the bow and arrow were out of reach.

It's like a first date, the beauty is obviously obedient, but her hands can't untie her clothes and pants.

The Jurchen soldiers screamed angrily, and they desperately urged their horses to get into the range of their bows and arrows.

The river had already flooded most of the horse's belly, and no matter how hard the horses were, they were slower than the infantry on land, and the closer they got to the embankment, the easier it was to become a target for flintlock muskets.

The soldiers of the Ming army were snickering: the Jurchens were competing to die.

The sound of flintlock pistols finally disappeared on the south bank of the Taizi River, and the ten bulls with white flags had all fallen from their horses and drifted downstream, and the gunners lost their shooting targets.

"Brother Twelve, my ten Niu Lu are just gone?" Dodor was already crying.

Azig looked at the corpses on the surface of the river, slowly floating downstream, his face gloomy, in front of the flintlock gun, he was also helpless: "Let the soldiers search along the river, maybe you can find some wounded soldiers." ”

"But they have been injured and soaked in the river, and even if they are recovered, they will not be able to save them." Duoduo shook his head slowly, his body not moving at all, his eyes staring blankly at the corpses that rose and fell on the river, or the wounded soldiers who were about to become corpses.

“……”

"Twelve Brothers......

"Duoduo, I now realize what a difficult situation your fourteenth brother is in the face of the Ming army's firearms, if it weren't for the Ming army's possession of these powerful firearms, with your fourteenth brother's ability to command troops, he would never be trapped in Liaoyang City by the Ming army."

"Brother Twelve," said Duoduo, whose eyes remained motionless like a child who had lost his soul, "I will cross the river now, and I will avenge the ten oxenmen who died in battle." ”

"Duoduo, don't be rash, fight, how can there be immortals?" Azig leaned closer to Duoduo's side, "The Ming army was once in Liaodong, lost its division and lost its territory, and the Ming army annihilated by Amma was no less than 500,000, right?" Isn't the Ming army making a comeback? ”

Duoduo clenched his fists tightly, and his teeth clenched loudly, "Brother Twelve, if I cross the river, I must break the Ming army on the opposite side into thousands of corpses, crush bones and ashes, and cut them with thousands of knives, let them feed the wolves, let them make cattle and horses for me, and let Changshengtian knock them down to the eighteenth layer of hell......"

"Yes," Azig also clenched his fists, "the losses brought to us by the Ming army, we will find them tenfold, hundredfold, thousandfold and thousands of times to get them back." ”

Duoduo was silent for a long time, his eyes were already rolling, "Brother Twelve, can we get to the Prince River?" ”

"Surely," Azig raised his clenched fist, "we'll set up the tent first, and I'll be thinking about countermeasures at night." ”

"Hmm."

By the time Azig and Duoduo left the embankment, the ownerless horses in the river had already gone clean, and most of them had returned to the north bank where they had set out, and some of the horses had fulfilled the master's unfulfilled ambition, and they had crossed the Taizi River and entered the position of the Ming army.

The blood flowed completely downstream, and the crooked stretch of the river that had been fought just now had been completely clear, as if there had never been any killing.

Rivers can forget all bloody memories, but humans don't and can't.

When Dordor returned to his tent, he sat in a daze on the mazar, and even the mare's milk, which he was accustomed to enjoy, had completely lost interest, and the mare's milk wine had been placed in front of him, cold and hot, hot and cold.

Duoduo's own soldiers, knowing that he was in a bad mood, no one dared to provoke him, and every time he heated the mare's milk wine, he put it directly in front of him, and then silently retreated.

It wasn't until Azig entered the Great Tent of Dordor that there was one more silent man in the Great Tent.

Unlike Dordor, after Azig entered the tent, he grabbed a stuffy jar of mare's milk and handed the bag to Dordor.

Dodot took the mare's milk and poured half a bag of mare's milk in one go, tossing the bag aside.

"Dordor!"

Duoduo was still stuffocated, not even responding to Azig's call.

"Hey, hey!" Azig laughed dryly, and he, who was not good at words, had to accompany Duoduo in a daze.

"Duoduo, your fourteenth brother is in Liaoyang, and he is still waiting for us to relieve the siege!" After a long time, Azig broke the silence, and he finally found a word that moved Dord.

"Tomorrow across the river, I'm going to take the lead." At last, Dodor spoke, and it was the first thing he said when he entered his tent.

"Okay!" Azig patted Dordor on the back, "Rest early, we'll cross the river tomorrow." ”

On the south bank of the Taizi River, Yuan Chonghuan was sitting in his camp, he was discussing with Yu Chongxiao, how to deal with the large-scale crossing of the Jurchens during the day tomorrow, Du Wenhuan opened the curtain and came in.

"Commander, I heard that you shot ten Niu Lu of Jiannu?"

"Well," Yuan Chonghuan nodded, "Wen Huan, sit, why did you come here?" ”

"Let me take a look, there are a lot of Jurchen cavalry here, do you want the Second Army to help?" Du Wenhuan sat down on a small stool opposite Yuan Chonghuan.

"Second Army?" Yuan Chonghuan glared at Du Wenhuan, "You give me a good look at Liaoyang first, and beware of Dolgon's breakthrough again." ”

Du Wenhuan picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, "Commander, don't worry, the four city gates, I am surrounded by iron, and there are cavalry patrols, Dolgon wants to break through, unless he grows wings." ”

"I heard that Dolgon broke through two days ago, how is it going?"

"Dolgon has broken through three times in total, and they have all been beaten back, and each time he breaks through, his soldiers will have one less Niulu, and now there are only six Niulu at most around him."

"Well, we must not let Dolgon escape, otherwise, our plan to surround and send reinforcements will be in vain." Yuan Chonghuan stopped Du Wenhuan's words, "As for our side, you don't have to worry about it." ”