These two small islands in the center of the river have become thoroughfares, and the dense fiber pulling team pulls the boats upstream along the Jiangxin Island, and the scene is extremely spectacular.

Although the rain has been much lighter, no tartar dares to rush out again.

The warships of the Ming Dynasty still emitted a huge sound of cannonballing, smashing all the enemies who dared to show their heads.

Zhenjiang Fort.

It's the cheers, the laughter, and the high morale.

Mao Wenlong has been standing on the city wall and watched the entire process of reinforcements. The scene of hundreds of cannons firing together made Mao Wenlong unforgettable for the rest of his life, no one could fight against the ferocious artillery, no army could continue to fight under that kind of artillery, and the Tartars were no exception, looking at the Tartars who were beaten up and fled frantically, Mao Wenlong just smiled, watching his own warships drive up little by little, Mao Wenlong's face was full of smiles.

On the wall of Zhenjiang Fort, there was already a cry of earth-shattering and laughter.

Mao Wenlong's entourage and generals seemed much calmer.

"The two Qincha are so powerful, such a sharp battleship, so many cannons, it is really unforgettable, hehe, our generation, old ......" Mao Wenlong smiled, looking at the warship that was getting closer and closer, and said with a smile.

"Thanks to Your Majesty's Shengming, the soldiers use their lives, and even more so Lai Dashuai does not hesitate to take his body as bait, Dashuai, we won this battle" Zhang Heng stood beside Mao Wenlong, facing the rain, and said with a smile.

"Hehe...... by the way, Staff Officer Zhang, the warship is about to dock, send the order down, let everyone be ready to respond, cannons, big and small Franc machines are pulled to the east and south, in order to assist the warship to block the passage and transport the supplies as soon as possible,......" Mao Wenlong saw that the warship was already about to dock, and immediately said.

Mao Wenlong smiled and led everyone, standing in the rain, welcoming the arrival of the warship from afar.

……

The scene of hundreds of cannons firing has already left a deep impression on Houjin, although the rain has become lighter, but watching the Ming Dynasty warships dock and transport people down, no one dares to rush these Ming Dynasty officers and soldiers who have gone to the west bank. On the riverside, there have been many Ming Dynasty warships, and the black hole of the cannon has made everyone frightened.

"Quick, unload the things......" Lei Dayong commanded everyone and unloaded the boatload of things.

Between this river and Zhenjiang Fort, there was a distance of one mile, and soon, in between, the horses were erected to resist the horses, and the Tartars were used to attack the transport team.

Soon, one by one, the horse-drawn carts began to send the reinforcements to Zhenjiang Fort. Looking at a carriage, a carriage of things was sent to Zhenjiang Fort, Zhenjiang Fort broke out again with a shocking shout, and the people in the besieged city were most eager for reinforcements.

……

"I've seen Mao Dashuai" Lei Da saluted Mao Wenlong who came to greet him with a solemn salute, using a gesture of respect.

"I've seen two Qincha" Mao Wenlong also hurriedly returned the salute, although these two do not have the name of Qincha, but it is obvious that they are doing the business of Qincha, and they have a lot of power.

"Dashuai" Shang Kexi shed tears and also saluted Mao Wenlong, he wanted to kneel, but when he remembered something, he just raised his hand.

Mao Wenlong looked at Shang Kexi, this young man under his former command has now become half of his life-saving benefactor, and he felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

"Yuanji, they are all adults, don't cry like this, now that your reinforcements have arrived, this is a great joy, how can you cry?" Mao Wenlong said to Shang Kexi with emotion.

Shang Kexi stopped crying, his eyes were red, and the tears were mixed with the rain, and he couldn't tell them apart.

The generals behind Mao Wenlong are also in tears, in this Zhenjiang Fort, what they are most looking forward to is reinforcements, hovering on the edge of life and death, and now that the old man is goodbye, it is inevitable that he will feel a little emotional. …,

……

The drizzle was still falling.

From Zhenjiang Fort to the river, there is a dense transport team and defense team, on the river, there are shuttle boats, and on the island in the center of the river, there is a dense fiber pulling team, which extends to Linjiang Village, and drags up the warships and transport ships downstream one by one.

The material passage of Zhenjiang Fort has been through, and the men and horses of Houjin are trembling in the wind and rain, hiding behind the valley, not daring to show their faces, watching in horror the warships of the Ming Dynasty to transport supplies to Zhenjiang Fort, and they no longer have any courage to attack Zhenjiang Fort and the warships.

……

"Let go of ......, let go of ......, I tell you to let go of ......" In the Houjin camp, a crazy voice shouted madly.

"Master, you can't go, you can't go, the cannons of the Ming Dynasty are too sharp, go out, it's all about going to die" A slave hugged Amin's leg tightly and didn't let Amin go out, and Amin, who was already crazy, wanted to take the men and horses to rush the transport team of Zhenjiang Fort.

In this noisy tent, no one gnawed, Huang Taiji vomited blood, still in a coma, Amin who was already in a state of madness was the biggest, no one could control him, but he was going to rush the transport team of the Ming Dynasty, but no one echoed him, Amin wanted to go by himself, but was dragged by one of his own minions.

Everyone in the big tent dodged one after another, squinting at Amin who was already crazy and the slave who was begging so hard.

"Dog minion, I told you to let go...... Amin couldn't hold back any longer, and pulled out his saber casually, slashing the dog slave who dragged him to death.

Blood splattered Lao Gao and sprinkled it on the tent, and everyone in the tent was suffocated. Fan Wencheng's eyes tightened, and his heart twitched, the person who was crying with Amin's leg just now, he knew, just like him, they were all Han people, and they were all more famous strategists among the Han people, but he didn't expect to kill him with such a knife, just like killing a dog. Fan Wencheng's eyes contracted sharply, would he also end up like this? Turning to Daikin may be the wrong one......

Amin withdrew the knife expressionlessly, kicked away the dead body that was still holding his leg, and walked out of the tent without looking back.

……

The cannons, which had been silent for a while, suddenly opened fire violently. The crowd who were greeting was startled.

"What's going on?" Mao Wenlong was greeting Shang Kexi, Lei Dayong and others, when he suddenly shook his ears at the violent sound of cannonballing, and immediately asked.

The soldiers on the city wall immediately said: "Back to the commander, the Tartars have sent troops......

"The Tartars still dare to send troops?" Mao Wenlong asked in disbelief, and after speaking, he hurriedly climbed the city wall, and everyone followed the city wall.

A Tartar cavalry frantically rushed out of the valley and rushed towards the Zhenjiang fort and the reinforcements, apparently towards the convoy.

"Tartar, what's the matter? Crazy? Mao Wenlong said with some surprise, on the river, hundreds of large and small cannons, the Francophone is guarding, at this time to rush, it is simply to send death, not to mention the muddy ground, it is inconvenient to charge, besides, there are also horses on both sides of the transport road, and there are guards, is it so easy to break through?

"Dashuai, I'm afraid it's a crazy fight of the Tartars" Zhang Heng looked at this almost moth to the flames, and said very indifferently.

"Dashuai, the lower official will retire first, and I want to go back to preside over it......" Lei Dayong first said goodbye, Lei Dayong still called himself a subordinate official in front of Mao Wenlong, although he was called a Qin cha by Mao Wenlong, but Lei Dayong knew that he did not have any appointment of a Qin cha, so he always called himself a subordinate official.

"......" Mao Wenlong didn't speak, just nodded, the Tartar brigade is rushing into battle, and there is really a need for someone to sit on the river. …,

In fact, at this time, the cannons on the river warship and Zhenjiang Fort were already firing. "Boom, boom, boom, boom......" kept ringing.

The Tartar cavalry, which had rushed out of the valley, ran wildly in the muddy rain, and was constantly plowed into the bloody passage by the successive cannons.

To the south of Zhenjiang Fort, there is a moat, which is transformed from the original stream, which was originally a stream, and the water is not much and not deep, but after the rain, the stream also rises and becomes turbid, and the numerous bridge boards that were originally erected on the moat are washed away by the water, and some are broken by cannons.

A stream that he didn't care about at all before has now become a roadblock, a man-eating demon, and the Tartars, the cavalryman who rushed out, after being plowed over and over again by the cannons, was helpless in the face of the widening, deepening, and muddy stream, some knights jumped their horses and crossed it, while others plunged into the stream, and the muddy water immediately burst out of the bright red. The attacking team was immediately intercepted by this creek, and the cavalry who crossed the creek looked at a few people chatting around them, and looked at the dirt that did not live around them, and no longer had the courage and courage to rush forward.

Facing the small ditch that used to be nothing more than a horse's hooves, but now it is a man-eating ghost, Amin who has become crazy has become even more crazy, constantly shouting slurred words in his mouth, roaring and urging people and horses to cross the river.

The attendants around Amin couldn't help it, and they were bombarded by the cannons of the Ming Dynasty on their heads, but they were blocked by this stream, and it was impossible to rush the transport team of the Ming Dynasty.

A crazy impact that looks like a brave one, but ends like a joke. On Zhenjiang Fort, on the warship, there was a shocking laughter.

……

"Tartar is really crazy" Mao Wenlong watched Tartar's whole performance, and smiled contemptuously, this kind of headless, brainless, and unintelligent behavior, isn't Huang Taiji crazy?

"Hehe, Tartar is like this, it looks like it's really crazy......"

"Hahaha......" everyone laughed.

……

After this farce, the Tartars completely lost the idea of attacking Zhenjiang Fort, and hid behind the valley "quietly", quietly watching the Ming Dynasty people transport things to Zhenjiang Fort.

The rain has stopped.

The sky is getting darker, and the night is falling.

In the night, countless fires were lit on Jiangxin Island, and the team of pulling fiber was still shouting "yo ho, yo hey...... "Yo ho, yo hey", the cannon had already stopped, and only the earth-shattering horn had been resounding in the heavens and the earth.

On both sides of the transportation road from Zhenjiang Fort to the riverside, countless fires were also lit. The carriage kept going back and forth to transport the supplies to Zhenjiang Fort.

……

"A Yiren?" Mao Wenlong asked differently.

"Hui Dashuai, yes, is a Yi person, he said, he has something important to find Dashuai." A herald lieutenant said.

Mao Wenlong has no prejudice against the Yi people, on the contrary, he still has a good impression of the Yi people, this Franc machine, this red-clothed cannon, and the cannon that fired today, a considerable part of it is from the Yi people, so Mao Wenlong still attaches great importance to the Yi people, but to say that he does not entertain these two Qincha, and goes to see a Yi people, he is not willing.

"Dashuai, that should be Deng Yuhan, Master Deng, he is His Majesty's guest, he is doing things for His Majesty, and now, he has taught a group of apprentices who study medicine......" Shang Kexi hurriedly introduced this Yi person, this Yi person is already very familiar with him, and asks him every day when he will go to Zhenjiang Fort, it is the person in Dongjiang Town who is more anxious to go to Zhenjiang Fort than him, so when he talks about Yi people, Shang Kexi can probably guess who it is.

"Okay, then see you," Mao Wenlong said without hesitation.

After a while, a bearded Yiren came to Mao Wenlong, and after some greetings, this Yiren took out a "letter of introduction". …,

After Mao Wenlong took it, he looked at it, then closed it with a strange face, didn't say anything, and then agreed to this Yiren's request. This Yiren also knew that Mao Wenlong was very busy, so he didn't say much, so he left.

After this Yiren walked away, Mao Wenlong said in a strange tone: "Everyone, you have all written down, from now on, all the corpses of the enemy will be under the control of that Yiren, what he wants to do, how to dispose of it, you don't care, understand?" ”。

"Obey" Everyone didn't understand what Mao Wenlong meant, but since he said it, then obey the order.

"Yuanji, this Yiren is a doctor?" Mao Wenlong asked in disbelief, the "letter of introduction" just now gave him too much surprise.

"Hehe, Dashuai, that's right, he's a doctor, a doctor who specializes in opening stomachs, so he needs corpses to practice, and there are hundreds of apprentices under him, all of whom follow him to learn how to open their stomachs, hehe, this matter is still allowed by His Majesty......" Shang Kexi said with a smile.

"That's ......" Mao Wenlong has never seen a doctor who broke his stomach at the beginning.

"Dashuai, in fact, this is all for your majesty's good, on our battlefield, the sword and gun have no eyes, maybe they will be injured that day, this knife wound is not like anything else, it is likely that they will have stumps and broken arms, saw hands and feet, or open their chests and abdomen, they are now practicing with the corpse of the tartar, it is better than practicing on us when the time comes, right?" Shang Kexi said with a smile.

Everyone listened for a while, and Mao Wenlong nodded thoughtfully.

……

In the dark night, dense torches still sent supplies to Zhenjiang Fort.

Lei Dayong and Shang Kexi both returned to the ship.

Lei Dayong looked at the torches and the noise not far away, and remained silent. The joy of successful reinforcements during the day gradually fades at night with the endless flow of torches.

"Dayong, I want to ask you for something." Shang Kexi said.

"What's the matter? Just say, hehe, now that the reinforcements have entered Zhenjiang Fort, we have won this battle, what else is going on? Lei Dayong said with a smile, today is a happy day.

"Da use, I think, leave some cannons for Zhenjiang Fort, so that they can defend it more easily,...... Useful, you see? Shang Kexi whispered, the scene of hundreds of cannons firing together to kill the enemy during the day today gave Shang Kexi a considerable shock, isn't the Tartar known as a strong force? Isn't it claimed to be invincible? In front of these hundreds of cannons, not even a fart.

"Yuanji, do you mean to dismantle the cannons on the warship and load them to Zhenjiang Fort?" Regarding Shang Kexi's history of dismantling the cannon, Lei Dayong quickly understood what Shang Kexi said.

"Hey, yes, big use, what do you say?" Shang Kexi couldn't see his face clearly in the dark, but he must be very embarrassed, there were twenty cannons in the aid, not that he wanted to leave some cannons as he said.

"This ......, Motoyoshi,...... Alas, Yuanji, in fact, we can come to preside over the reinforcement of Zhenjiang Fort, relying on your Majesty's loyalty and Your Majesty's trust, except for this, we have nothing, this, do you understand? ”。 Lei Dayong didn't directly answer Shang Kexi's words, and turned to this.

"Dayong, I understand what you said, without His Majesty's trust and support, how could we be where we are today? To Your Majesty, I am still happy that I can only be loyal, only obedient, and have no other words......" Shang Kexi said solemnly, what does all this rely on, where does it come from, of course he knows that without the emperor's trust, he cannot be the Qincha who is responsible for support, without the emperor's support, he cannot have so many supplies, it is impossible to mobilize so many manpower, and it is impossible to mobilize hundreds of cannons,...,

"Okay Yuanji, it's good if you understand, I also hope you can remember what I said today......" Lei Dayong finished speaking, and then continued: "...... Actually, Yuanji, in this battle, His Majesty has long said that he doesn't care about any gains and losses, doesn't care about losing land, doesn't care about cities, doesn't care about winning or losing, doesn't care about gains, doesn't even care about defeat, etc., as long as he can fight Tartars, he can ignore ......, if you want to dismantle the cannons on the warship and send them to Zhenjiang Fort, you can dismantle them if you want to, but you have to wait for the things to be almost shipped,...... Your Majesty shouldn't count this cannon ......," said Lei Dayong.

"Okay, then thank you very much," Shang Kexi said happily.

……

After the Golden Khan Tent.

Huang Taiji, who was sleeping, felt that he was in a noisy downtown and wanted to sleep, but he couldn't sleep, the whole person was groggy, and finally the city was not noisy, so he slept peacefully.

Outside the Khan's tent, there was the news that Houjin and the big and small Baylors, the generals, and the Great Khan had woken up, so they immediately rushed over, but they were all stopped outside.

Inside the account.

There are only a few henchmen of Huang Taiji, and Fan Wencheng is one of them.

"Xiandou, what's the situation outside now?" Huang Taiji's spirit has improved a lot.

Fan Wencheng was very bitter and said: "Great Khan, now, I'm afraid I can't fight anymore, in the two days that the Great Khan was in a coma, the Ming people have transported all the things into Zhenjiang Fort, and now the soldiers of Zhenjiang Fort are full of food and high morale, and they can't fight it down at all, and they are not afraid of besieging the city." Fan Wencheng said bitterly, in this war, they Dajin lost completely.

"Oh, why can't you fight anymore? After a while, the river should also be closed, let's go to North Korea to arrest people, we should be able to empty the ...... of Zhenjiang Fort, as long as it is empty......" Huang Taiji saw Fan Wencheng's bitter face, and asked again: "...... Oh, why does Kento say that he can't fight anymore? ”

"Great Khan, now, the cannon on Zhenjiang Fort has been placed like a hedgehog......" Fan Wencheng said bitterly, now Dajin is up and down, he has been extremely sensitive to artillery, and when he hears the fight, he no longer has the heart to fight, and his first reaction is to immediately find a ravine or trench to hide, the scene of hundreds of cannons firing two days ago has given Dajin a deep impression on everyone, and now Zhenjiang Fort is like a hedgehog full of thorns, and he wants Dajin to go down and attack this city, Fan Wencheng doesn't feel much certainty.

"Oh, is it?". Huang Taiji pushed everyone away, took a staggering step, and went out.

Zhenjiang Fort is indeed as Fan Wencheng said, like a hedgehog covered with thorns, and Zhenjiang Fort is full of cannons.

Huang Taiji didn't go far, he was already out of breath, and a servant hurriedly put a cloak on him, Huang Taiji looked at the people who came with him, and asked, "Where is the second brother?" ”

The crowd that came with them dodged.

"Great Khan, Erbeile, he's crazy......" Fan Wencheng whispered.

"Oh, crazy?" ……，