Early in the morning, as soon as the sun showed its red face, Duoduo broke into Azig's big tent, "Brother Twelve, why don't you reorganize your troops?" ”

"Oh, it's still early, the river is too cold," Azig yawned lazily, he had been thinking about it for most of the night last night, and his brain was still drowsy, "and by noon, the river won't be too cold." ”

Duoduo didn't follow: "No, Brother Twelve, I can't wait for a moment." ”

Azig had to get up and get dressed, "Dordor, have you ever drunk mare's milk tea?" ”

"No, I can't eat anything." Dord's tone was stiff, as if Azig was his enemy.

"How's that going to work? Duoduo, you go back first, have a cup of mare's milk tea, and eat something, today's battle may continue for a long time. ”

Although Dordor was impatient, he was persuaded by Azig to return to his tent, and he waited until the time was up.

Fifty Jurchen soldiers of Niu Lu had already lined up on the north bank of the Taizi River, just waiting for the military order to cross the river.

Duoduo beat his horse and came to Azig, "Brother Twelve, is this about to cross the river?" ”

"Yes, I thought about it all night last night, the firearms of the Ming army are too powerful, so I plan to let all the troops cross the river at the same time, there are many of us, the Ming army has no time to shoot, as long as we go ashore and get close to the Ming army, their firearms will lose their effect."

Duoduo's eyes finally regained his brilliance: "Brother Twelve, you promised me last night, let me take the lead." ”

Azig looked away and glanced at the wide river, "Duoduo, so many soldiers crossing the river will inevitably be a little chaotic, you should be patient for a while, and when our soldiers come ashore, you will cross the river again." ”

"No way!" Immediately, Dodor's voice rose five degrees, "How can you go back on what you promised?" Brother Twelve, are you lying to me? ”

"Duoduo, Li Xing, don't worry," Azig didn't know what to say, he saw ten Niu Lu's soldiers with his own eyes yesterday, and they were gone in a blink of an eye, he had palpitations, and he didn't worry about letting Duoduo play the striker at all, "That's it, I'll let your white flag take the lead." ”

"No, I must personally lead the Zhengbai Flag to the head, I want to let the Ming Army see, the Zhengbai Flag has no seeds, I also let the Fourteenth Brother see, I personally rescued him."

"The ...... of Dord"

"Brother Twelve, don't say anything," Duoduo waved his hand at Azig, "You also said that if there is war, there will be casualties, and I don't believe it, Immortal Heaven does not favor me so much—if Immortal Heaven destroys me, I will have no regrets." ”

Azig saw that Duoduo was extremely resolute, so he had to recruit Duoduo's personal soldiers: "You must protect Lord Belle, no matter when, someone must protect Lord Belle in front of him." ”

"Yes, Lord Belle, we are broken bones, and we must protect Lord Belle!" The pro-soldier Ezhen knelt down on one leg to Azig, which was his assurance.

"Okay," Azig showed an appreciative gaze, and he immediately walked to the front of the side of the army: "The Jurchen warriors, the cowardly Han people, only dare to hide behind and sneak attack us, now, let's kill them and stomp all these Ming tofu troops to feed the wolves!" ”

"Yes!" replied neatly, and even the water of the Taizi River was shaken by the microwave.

The microwave was soon out of sight, and the Jurchen cavalry at the front had already stepped into the Taizi River, and they collectively rushed towards the opposite bank on the river with a width of 1,000 paces.

Dodor rode his beloved red horse and was at the forefront of the group, but he was not in the first position, but in the first place, it was his own soldiers who guarded him.

Tens of thousands of war horses acted together, and even the water of the Taizi River changed its direction, they originally flowed downstream, but now they were squeezed by a large number of horses and legs, but they flowed to the opposite bank.

The tide, the real tide, the first wave rushed over, and when it encountered the embankment on the south bank, the tide crossed the embankment and poured over the head of the Ming army#.

"So many cavalry?"

The gunners of the Ming army on the south bank had their faces discolored, "The Jurchens are not more than 10,000, and there are no ones who are invincible", but now they are 15,000 Jurchen cavalry, and they have not yet gone ashore, they have already used the water of the Taizi River to give the Ming army a dismount.

Yuan Chonghuan didn't expect that as soon as the Jurchen cavalry came up, he sacrificed all their cavalry, and he hurriedly issued an order to the artillery: "Open the cannon immediately, the target is the Taizi River." ”

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

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

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

……

The First and Third Armies, with a total of eighty artillery pieces, flowered shells with a faint red line, flew towards the Jurchen cavalry in the river. In the river water, the power of the flowering bullet is greater, in addition to shrapnel can hurt people, shock waves can hurt people and horses, and even the huge explosion sound is also a sharp weapon to kill the enemy, once the Jurchen soldiers lose their minds and fall from their horses, they will be swept away by the flowing water.

After two rounds of shelling, the flowering shells had found their position, and the Jurchen cavalry was almost spread throughout the riverbed, and as long as the flowering shells fell in the river, they would basically not miss.

In front of the flowering bullets, the Jurchen cavalry did not have any ability to fight back, they would only keep their heads down and beat their horses desperately, looking forward to going ashore early.

The river is getting more and more crowded, and in addition to the original Jurchen cavalry, there are also stumps and broken arms.

The corpses of dead men and horses temporarily sank to the bottom of the river, acting as a stumbling rope, and the cavalry ran and ran, and if you were careful, you might trip over the corpses under the water.

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Bang."

……

The flintlock pistol also began to fire, and the soldiers who were in the front were already within range of the flintlock pistol.

Although the sound of the flintlock pistol is not as terrifying as that of the artillery, it is more powerful when blocking the cavalry, and many soldiers are only hit by a bullet, and they may not necessarily fall from their horses, but they cannot withstand the collision of war horses from all directions, and the impact of the water surging by the horses, if they are not careful, they will fall into the river.

Advancing in the river, the speed of the Jurchen cavalry was not as fast as the infantry on land, but they were numerous, and after paying a large number of casualties, they gradually approached the range of bows and arrows.

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

The bows and arrows of the Jurchen cavalry began to return fire, and the arrows met the bullets of the flintlock pistols and fired at the Ming gunners in the bunker.

The Ming army felt the threat to their lives, they began to dodge the bows and arrows fired at them, the flintlock pistols began to mess up, and the Jurchen cavalry, which had been suppressed just now, suddenly felt a great reduction in pressure, and the speed of casualties also showed a downward trend.

The Jurchen cavalry advanced step by step, and the front was almost close to the river embankment.

In the position where the Jurchen cavalry burst forward, there was a young man, riding a red horse, and his arrows shot very far, and he had already wounded several gunners.

The gunners had long regarded him as a target, but every time he aimed, other soldiers would stand in front of him, intentionally or unintentionally, and there were no less than thirty Jurchen soldiers who died beside him, but he was unscathed.

There had been two occasions when the blossom bullet had landed beside him, and the distance from him was only ten steps, and as long as he got a little closer, he might have fallen into the water, but Changshengtian favored him twice.

The boy shot arrows in front, and the soldiers who followed him helped him whip his horses, and the group maintained almost the same speed as they saw that they were about to climb the river embankment.

Yuan Chonghuan asked the soldiers around him: "Have all the Jurchen soldiers gone into the water?" ”

"Commander, almost all of them have been launched, and there are only a few figures on the shore, presumably their officers."

"Okay, set off fireworks."

"Yes, Commander." The pro-soldier trotted away.

Just as they were talking, the Jurchen boy riding a jujube red horse had already gone ashore, and dozens of Jurchen cavalry were surrounded by him.

The number of Jurchen soldiers ashore was gradually increasing, and the young man couldn't suppress his excitement and rushed towards the position of the Ming army.

"Whoa...... ......"

In the upper reaches of the Taizi River, there was the sound of a waterfall falling to the ground, but there was the roar of artillery, the sound of treading water of war horses, and the shouts of wounded soldiers on the battlefield.

"Huh? Why is the river rising? ”

"My Horse ......"

"Ah......?"

When the Jurchen cavalry in the middle of the river found that the river was rising, it was already too late, and the river suddenly increased by more than a foot.

The horse's hooves can no longer reach the ground in the middle of the river, and it is all about swimming.

The ability to swim alone was not enough, and the flood of water from the upper reaches of the river made the speed of the water increase sharply, and the horses in the river were swept away by the water, along with the soldiers on horseback, and were also swept into the rushing water.

The Jurchen soldiers were in chaos, and the river was full of fluttering Jurchen soldiers, who were not injured, but after being choked on a few mouthfuls of water, they quickly sank to the bottom of the water and remained motionless.

The Jurchen soldiers close to the north and south banks of the river, some of them reacted quickly, or climbed up the river bank, and climbed up from the north bank, there were more than a dozen Niu Lu, near the south bank, there were fewer Jurchen soldiers, plus there were more than 1,000 people who had already gone ashore.

The young man riding the jujube red horse had approached the position of the Ming army, he had shot several Ming soldiers with his bow and arrows all the way, but the changes that happened behind him made him stunned, and the bow and arrow in his hand fell to the ground involuntarily.

His eyes were firmly fixed on the surface of the river, not only did the water level rise, but the speed of the water flow increased sharply, washing away the Jurchen cavalry on the river.

Just now, thousands of people were vying to be the first, and in the blink of an eye, it has changed into thousands of people vying for the crossing, vying to be surpassed by the Immortal Heaven.

The Ming army in the trenches was also stunned, a large number of Jurchen soldiers in the river just now had been scattered in a blink of an eye, and they all forgot to shoot.

The battlefield was in a temporary ceasefire, and even the artillery of the Ming army was dumb.

"Bastard, it was the Jurchen soldiers who died, our enemies, what are you lamenting?" Yu Chongxiao yelled at the soldiers, "Hurry up and shoot the Jurchen soldiers on the shore, they are going to kill them." ”

The gunners on the shore were suddenly like dreams, but the Jurchen soldiers were right in front of them, and they had no reason to tie their hands, and the flintlock guns made a chaotic "thump" sound.

"Bang, bang, bang."

Three bullets, almost at the same time, hit the back of the unsuspecting Jurchen boy, piercing through the body, the young man touched the back with his right hand, and he turned his head desperately, wanting to see where the bullets came from.

His neck was only half turned, and the man could no longer support it.

With a "bang", the boy was carried to the outer ridge of the embankment and rolled down the embankment.

"Lord Belle ......"

A poignant exclamation echoed on the south bank of the Taizi River for a long time.