Uliva's eyes suddenly widened wider than the eyes of his warhorse#: "What? Running out? It's only been a day! Then you go ahead and build it. ”

"Ezhen, how could we make such iron lumps? These are all left by the Liaodong Ming Army before. ”

"Can't make it?" Uliva was a little frustrated, and finally relied on the Tiger Cannon to gain an advantage, and now it was the time when it was needed the most, but there were no solid bullets, "What then?" Why don't you borrow something from the No. 2 account? ”

"Ezhen, the No. 2 tent just sent someone to borrow it from us! When we saw that there were not many solid bullets, we didn't agree, and they must have borrowed them from the No. 1 tent. ”

Uliva furrowed his thick and thick # stiff eyebrows: "Without solid bullets, how can I stop the Ming army from crossing the river?" ”

"Ezhen, don't we still have bows and arrows?"

"Bows and arrows? But...... But......" Uliva can't either, the solid bullet can't be transported tonight anyway, "Okay, prepare more bows and arrows, don't the bows and arrows run out by then!" The Ming army waited for us to slaughter, but we did not slaughter the scimitars of the Ming army, then it would be a pity. ”

"Don't worry, we have bows and arrows."

Uliva quickly forgot about the unpleasantness just now, "That's good, prepare more torches, and keep an eye on the Ming army on the opposite side for me." ”

"Yes, yes."

After nightfall, the Sancha River was covered with water, and the Jurchen soldiers lit a large number of torches on the east bank, but on the surface of the Sancha River, the figure of the Qingming army was still not visible.

On the pontoon bridges in the middle and upper reaches, the clanging sound of the Ming army was heard from time to time, and it was estimated that they were taking advantage of the night to step up the repair of the pontoon bridge damaged by solid bullets.

As long as the sound was louder, the Jurchen soldiers would fire a few cannons, and later, when there was not a single solid bullet, they would release arrows into the center of the river, and the arrows would fall into the water with a "bang", but every time the bullets and arrows were fired, the Ming army would stop for a moment.

But as soon as the solid bullets and arrows stopped, it didn't take long for the Ming army to make a strange clanging sound in the center of the river.

The game of cat and mouse was staged almost all night, fortunately, the Jurchen soldiers were cats, although they consumed flowering bullets and arrows, but there were no casualties, the Ming army was an authentic mouse stealing food, it is estimated that they have a lot of soldiers, and they have been buried in the Sancha River.

In the lower reaches of the Sancha River, the pontoon bridge built by the Ming army is steadily advancing.

The night was deep and misty, and the Ming soldiers who were building the pontoon bridge were extremely cautious, and the attention of the Jurchen soldiers on the opposite bank had been attracted by the sound of artillery in the upper and middle reaches.

A large amount of timber, tied together with ropes on the ground, almost a hundred paces, was transported to the soldiers who built the pontoon bridge with the buoyancy of the water, and the pontoon bridge seemed to have wings, and was rapidly extending towards the opposite bank.

"Be careful, it's only two hundred steps from the other side." The soldiers in charge of the observation were both excited and excited, and the commander's method of "repairing the plank road in the open and Chen Cang in the dark" achieved the purpose of "hiding from the sky and crossing the sea" at once, and it was ridiculous that those Jiannu were fooled by the bells on the pontoon bridge in the upper and middle reaches for the whole night.

"You know, we've been careful." The soldiers who built the pontoon bridge even spoke in a very small voice, for fear of alarming the Jiannu on the opposite side.

"Poof!" On the east bank, a faint flash of fire suddenly streaked through, followed by hysterical cries.

The Ming soldiers who built the pontoon bridge couldn't understand it, and the Jurchen soldiers shouted, "The Ming army has crossed the river!" ”

It turned out that the Jurchen soldier had a cold, and he got up in the middle of the night to have diarrhea, and when he came out of the tent, he not only heard the movement in the river, but also seemed to hear the sound of people talking.

The Jurchen soldiers in the tent, who didn't even have time to put on their leather armor, rushed out of the tent in a swarm, holding their precious bows and arrows tightly in their hands.

When the Ming soldiers heard a sound on the shore, they knew something bad was coming.

The soldier at the front quickly unhooked the five-clawed flying hook wrapped around his waist and threw it to the opposite bank, and the flying hook hooked the stones or grass roots on the ground, and he pulled hard, and found that it was quite firm, so he tied the other end of the rope to the pontoon.

The pontoon bridge was temporarily fixed, although there was still a few pieces of wood from the opposite bank, but people stood on the pontoon bridge and tightened the ropes on the flying hooks so hard that they could barely get close to the shore, and the artillery could hardly pass through guò, and people could still go ashore if they waded into the water.

The soldiers who built the pontoon, none of them carrying flintlock pistols, jumped into the river to make way for the gunners behind them.

The Jurchen soldiers kept shouting loudly until the Jurchen soldiers in the tent came to the riverbank.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

Now that it has been exposed, the flintlock pistols of the Ming army naturally opened fire.

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

Not to be outdone, the Jurchen soldiers fired their bows and arrows, with the help of the faint light reflected on the water, at the Ming army on the pontoon bridge.

The light was too dim, and the hit rate of both sides was not high, but the Jurchen soldiers hid in the darkness on the shore, while the Ming soldiers could only be fixed on the pontoon bridge, and the advantages and disadvantages of both sides were very obvious.

The pontoon bridge is being built and has not yet passed, so the Ming gunners who followed the bridge to protect were only one hundred and ten people.

The gunners gritted their teeth, silently reloading and shooting, they could not see the number of Jurchen soldiers on the opposite side, they could only rely on their own instincts and habits, fighting to the death with their opponents.

Every time the gunner falls, the soldier who has just built the pontoon bridge will pick up the flintlock pistol and join the gunners.

On the west bank of the Sancha River, the reinforcements of the Ming army had already stepped on the pontoon bridge, and as long as they held out for a moment, they would wait for the arrival of reinforcements.

"Boom...... Long ......"

The Jurchen soldiers opened their artillery, although the accuracy of the solid bullet was not large, but in the boundless night, the sound and fire of the tiger cannon were still quite terrifying.

"What should I do?"

"What to do? Spelled. ”

"Boom...... Long ......"

"Boom...... Long ......"

More and more solid bullets fell on the pontoon, and the pontoon shook violently, interfering with the gunners' loading and aiming.

"Boom, boom!"

The rope that bound the wood, under the violent impact of the solid bullets, finally could not bear it, and after two faint sounds, finally broke, and the pontoon was disconnected from the middle and front.

The loose pontoon bridge, pushed by the river, quickly drifted further downstream.

But both ends of the pontoon bridge were fixed to the shore, and the pontoon bridge overturned.

"Puff, puff......" The soldiers who had just stayed on the bridge all shook and fell into the water, and they were soon swept further downstream by the river, either by being killed in the belly of a fish, or by following the current into the sea.

Only a very small number of soldiers who were particularly lucky, because they had already reached the shore when they fell into the water, either grabbed the pontoon bridge, or the rope that tied the wood, or the dead trees and wild vines on the shore, and they were able to escape.

"It's a failure!" Yuan Chonghuan looked up to the sky and sighed in the dark, he had calculated well enough, Dolgon's attention had been successfully attracted to the upper and middle reaches of the Sancha River, who knew that being spoiled by a Jurchen soldier with diarrhea would ruin his big deal.

Since the sneak attack failed, Yuan Chonghuan had no choice but to attack, but before the pontoon bridge was built, the artillery could no longer be used on the pontoon bridge at all, and he could only rely on flintlock guns.

After several duels between the two sides, the Ming army has not been able to take advantage.

Hearing that the army crossed the river from downstream, Dolgon broke out in a cold sweat, "This cunning Yuan Chonghuan! The Han people are really cunning! He even wondered if the envoys sent by Zhu Youzhen to the Dajin Kingdom for peace talks were deliberately deceiving them.

Dolgon didn't have time to scold any more, and Yuan Chonghuan was always downstream to threaten his defensive formation. He immediately sent reinforcements to the No. 1 Horde, in addition to one Niulu each who was transferred to the No. 2 and No. 3 Horde, all of which were returned, and two Niulu were also transferred to the No. 1 Horde, the No. 1 Horde, which was now the focus of Dolgon's defense, and the defenders had increased to five.

Zhengbai Banner originally had twenty-eight Niulu, but the eight Niulu stationed on the west bank of the Sancha River had been completely wiped out by the Ming army, and Dolgon now has only twenty Niulu left.

In addition to the eleven Niu Lu of the three defensive tents on the east bank of the Sancha River, there are five Niu Lu in Liaoyang, an important town in Liaodong, and in Dolgon's hands, there are only four Niu Lu that can be maneuvered.

Of the last four Niu Lu, Dolgon squeezed out two as mobile cavalry to patrol the front line of the Sancha River from time to time, and the other two Niu Lu were stationed in four cities from Anshan to Gaizhou.

There are only two Niu Lu stationed in four cities, and Dolgon really has no soldiers, but fortunately, there are many Han people in these four cities, and Dolgon selected eight Han Niu Lu from them.

These eight Niu Lu, while training in archery, mixed in with the Jurchen soldiers to help them defend the city, and Dolgon promised them that if they helped defeat the Ming army, they would be abolished and they would become free people of the Dajin Kingdom.

Despite the temporary election of the Han army, Dolgon still felt that his forces were already insufficient in the face of the Ming army.

On the one hand, he sent a military report to Huang Taiji, and at the same time asked for reinforcements from Shengjing, and on the other hand, he sent people to ask for help from the blue flag of Jierharang, compared with Shengjing, the blue flag of Jilharang was closer, and the reinforcements could reach the Sancha River faster.

The Ming army fought several fierce battles with the Jurchen soldiers on the east bank of the Sancha River along the half-section pontoon bridge.

The solid shells of the Tiger Cannon had been used up by the Jurchen soldiers, and they relied on bows and arrows to block the landing of the Ming army.

On the shaking pontoon bridge, the numerical superiority and firearms superiority of the Ming army could not be brought into play at all.

The artillery was on the pontoon bridge, and it could not be fired at all, and the flintlock pistol was on the shaking pontoon, which not only reduced the range, but also greatly reduced the hit rate, and once the Jurchen soldiers learned to lie on the embankment and fire arrows at the Ming army, their casualties were almost negligible.

The Jurchen soldiers were on the river embankment, but their bows and arrows were extremely fierce, and the disadvantage of insufficient range was also offset by the shaking pontoons.

After several fierce battles, plus the soldiers who were washed away by the flowing water after falling into the water, the casualties of the Ming army were far greater than those of the Jurchen soldiers.

Yuan Chonghuan was at a loss, Du Wenhuan asked for orders several times, asking for his second army to attack, Yuan Chonghuan was worried that the casualties of the soldiers would be too large, and he never agreed.

Yu Chongxiao's Third Army had already passed through Xipingbao, and the 100,000 troops of the First Army were blocked on the west bank of the Sancha River by Dolgon's 20 oxen.

It seems that the only thing to do is to turn to the North Sea Fleet for help.