The soldiers could not stop Li Hongjun, so they had to turn around and return and protect Li Hongjun's surroundings.

As soon as I stepped into the Xizhai Gate, there were three corpses on the ground.

The first corpse, lying on the ground, seemed to have been hit by shrapnel in the lower abdomen, the flesh and blood were blurred, and even the leather armor was cut several pieces, Li Hongjun thought his right leg was gone, but after a closer look, he found that his right leg was covered by the fallen earthen wall;

The second corpse was shot in the waist eye, and the blood hole could be seen on the waist eye, and there were large blood stains on the ground near his body, it was estimated that he was not dead for a while, constantly rolling on the ground, and there was a blood hole on his forehead that was the thickness of a small thumb, and the blood had coagulated, obviously a wound left by the flintlock pistol.

The third corpse, perhaps in the center of the explosion of the flowering bomb, the leather armor on the chest and abdomen was blown open, and inside the leather armor, a fist-sized blood hole faintly appeared, and what was even more terrifying was his calf, a large piece of skin and flesh on the side was cut off, probably because the leg bone was too thick to block the shrapnel, but the muscles on the leg bone, along with the blood, were all scraped off, and the white bones of Sen Sen were exposed.

Li Hongjun smiled: "It's a little terrifying, but after many battles, the division commander can't scare me with such casualties." He also stretched out his riding boots and kicked the third body hard, kicking the body that was lying on its back to its stomach.

"Teacher's ......"

"Let's go, look ahead." Li Hongjun waved his hand and took the lead in walking towards the center of the fort.

I don't know if it's a haystack or a grass house, it was obviously destroyed by a flowering bomb, and there was a violent burn, and the ground was gray-black, Li Hongjun found that there was a corpse, the upper body got into the black ash, and it had burned to the same level as the surrounding environment, a black piece, but the lower body of the corpse was outside the ink, but the leather armor was slightly yellow.

The corpse happened to be in his way, and Li Hongjun could have stepped over, but he wanted to see what this charred half corpse was like, so he pushed the upper body of the corpse with his toes.

Where the toes touched, pieces of soft charcoal fell off the corpse, and Li Hongjun frowned: "How can this person's corpse, after burning, be similar to a tree?" ”

He put some strength on his toes, ready to turn the corpse over and look at its back.

"Whew!"

The corpse was completely disconnected from the waist and hips.

The upper body has been completely carbonized, and the lower body still has some blood that has not condensed, and the blood slowly flows to the black charcoal along the place where the corpse is broken.

Li Hongjun was startled, on the same corpse, there was a double heaven of water and fire.

"Master, let's go back! Jiannu's body, let the brothers bury it! ”

Li Hongjun also had the idea of retreating, but what he said just now was too much, and he didn't want to go back now, "It's nothing, as the division commander, I want to personally inspect the battlefield to see how powerful the flowering bullet is and what kind of tragic situation it has caused to Jiannu."

They came to a barracks, where multiple flowering shells, perhaps exploded at the same time, and the bodies lay on the ground.

At the edge of the corpse pile, there was a corpse, a pumpkin-sized hole was blown out of the lower abdomen, even the skin armor with flesh and bones, was gone, and half of the intestines were exposed at the wound, and the other half of the large intestine was blown into pieces, and the snowflakes were scattered in the surrounding open space, and only a few flying marks were seen.

There was also a corpse, from the top of the lower abdomen, which was blown in two, except for the uneven wound, as if it had been cut in two by a sword, and the blood and water mixed with the excrement flowed into a puddle of blood on the ground......

Li Hongjun felt that his body suddenly became hot, and his stomach was like boiling water, and he began to roll up and down, and he pressed his stomach with his hands.

"Wow......"

A soldier who followed Li Hongjun finally couldn't control his churning stomach, and after vomiting, his body was still churning.

Li Hongjun retreated slightly, avoiding the filth # that the soldier vomited.

"Poof!" As soon as he was careless, he stepped on a soft object on his right foot, and the thing broke, and the blood splashed in all directions, and the boots of the soldiers near the left were stained with purple-black blood stains that were close to coagulation.

Li Hongjun's right foot slipped, his body tilted, and he almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, the soldiers around him helped him.

He lifted his right foot and looked down, "Huh? Heart? ”

A complete heart has been trampled into a big pie by Li Hongjun.

"Wow......"

The churning "boiling water" in Li Hongjun's body finally found a breakthrough, and blood spurted out of his mouth like a bloody sword, shooting into the chest of the soldier in front of him.

"Wow...... Wow......"

More soldiers began to vomit, and the filth# almost covered up the blood stains on the ground.

A large number of soldiers in the first division vomited and were tired, and Yuan Chonghuan had no heart to cross the Sancha River for the time being, so he mobilized a large number of personnel to appease these vomiting soldiers.

Although the Ming army was equipped with specialized doctors, these doctors were trained and were good at surgical bandaging or something, but they would not comfort these soldiers from the heart.

Yuan Chonghuan asked the officers of various units, veterans who had been on the battlefield, to show up to the soldiers of the first division, and Yuan Chonghuan also went deep into the soldiers.

After two days of tossing, the soldiers' feelings improved, but they were all soft, and they had no strength at all, even if they were flintlock pistols, they couldn't hold them.

Yuan Chonghuan asked the staff officers of the military department to think of a way.

Several staff officers finally unanimously decided: to hold a report meeting to accuse Jiannu of his crimes, so that the soldiers can arouse hatred against Jiannu, so as to alleviate the guilt in their hearts.

Yuan Chonghuan didn't know what the effect of the report would be, and when there was no way, he had no choice but to agree with the staff officers.

After a total of five days of delay, it was in these five days that Dolgon had established a complete defensive system on the east bank of the Sancha River.

Three large defensive battalions have been deployed, each with three Niu Lu soldiers, and ten Tiger Cannons previously captured from the Ming army.

In the lower reaches of the Sancha River, the river surface is very wide, and the river is also several people deep, and it is very difficult to build a pontoon bridge.

Where there were no gaps in the defense of large battalions, Dorgon also had a large number of rangers.

Yuan Chonghuan had already sent soldiers to find a suitable place to cross the river on the west bank of the Sancha River, and the soldiers recommended three to him, one each in the upper, middle and lower reaches, of which the crossing point in the lower reaches of the river, although the river surface is wide, but the water flow is slow, and the terrain on the west bank is also very flat, which is very suitable for the army to cross the river.

This river crossing site is just east of the Sancha River Fort, that is, the location of the pontoon bridge that was destroyed by the Ming army's flowering bombs.

Yuan Chonghuan thought twice and decided to cross the river from downstream.

In order to confuse Dolgon, he built pontoon bridges from three locations at the same time, and at night, the downstream crossing points were forbidden to be lit up, while the upstream and middle river crossing points were brightly lit, illuminating the vicinity as if it were daylight.

If Dorgon had been on the other side, he would have noticed that the lights on the west bank were faintly flickering, and it was clear that many soldiers were carrying materials for the pontoon bridge overnight.

Little by little, the pontoon stretched to the opposite bank, and after two days, the pontoon bridge had crossed the main channel in the middle.

Dolgon had been wondering if the Ming army was really crossing the river from both the upper and middle reaches at the same time, or was it setting off smoke bombs? The Han people are cunning and must be done with care.

For two nights in a row, the Ming army was building pontoon bridges from the upper and middle reaches, and Dolgon couldn't sit still, so he transferred two Niu Lu from the No. 3 big tent downstream, and joined the No. 1 big tent in the upper reaches and the No. 2 big tent in the middle respectively, and also transferred five tiger cannons to the No. 2 big tent.

But in order to prevent accidents, Dolgon still left a bull and five tiger cannons in the third horde, and at the same time, the rangers sent to the third horde did not decrease at all.

The pontoon bridge is already very close to the east bank, and although there is a vast mist on the water, the pontoon bridge can still be seen with the naked eye when viewed from the east bank.

"The Ming army is really going to cross the river from upstream!"

"The Ming army is really going to swim across the river from it!"

The No. 1 and No. 2 tents of Jia Lae Zhen discovered the pontoon bridge of the Ming army almost at the same time.

They couldn't help but say that concentrating the tiger artillery and aiming it at the pontoon bridge was an artillery bombardment.

Under the impact of the huge momentum of the solid bullet, the rope that bound the wood was broken, and the first few sections of wood drifted downstream with the flowing water.

The soldiers of the Ming army who are building the pontoon bridge, there are also a few people who fell into the water, the upper and middle reaches of the Sancha River, the water flow is relatively rapid, once the soldiers fall into the water, they are quickly washed away by the river, and the soldiers who are particularly lucky can hold the remaining pontoon bridge, or a piece of drifting wood, and there is a little hope of escape.

The soldiers were furious, but the Jurchen soldiers were on the opposite bank, they couldn't cross at all, and although the Ming army had artillery with a longer range, the artillery was too heavy to get on the pontoon bridge until it was completely built.

The soldiers could only watch as Jiannu's tiger cannons were ravaging them, "If the pontoon bridge is built and look at our flowering shells, then you will have no place to bury." ”

However, the pontoon bridge has not yet been built, and the Ming army is just full of hope.

"Dut...... "......The brass trumpet of the Ming army sounded, which was a signal to retreat.

The soldiers left the pontoon bridge one after another and returned to the shore.

There were no Ming soldiers in sight, and the tiger guns on the opposite bank also stopped firing.

When the Ming army got on the pontoon bridge, the tiger cannon would sound again until the Ming army completely withdrew from the pontoon bridge.

The two sides are like cats and mice, playing a game of life and death on the Sancha River.

The Jurchens were cats, and they took the initiative and could send a few solid bullets to the Ming army at any time; The Ming army can only be rats, and before they cross the river, they are destined to be bullied.

The two sides were in a stalemate for most of the day, until it was close to dusk, and the Ming army left the pontoon bridge and never came up again.

After repelling the Ming army, Jiala'e Zhen Ulliwa, who guarded the No. 1 tent, looked particularly excited, and he wiped his hard beard: "Prepare more solid bullets, the Ming army may come to build a pontoon bridge at night." ”

"Oh really, the solid bullet is running out."