Chapter 95: The Battle of Crossing the River: King Khan Beats the Drum
Update time:2012-11-10
The artillery fire was so exciting, it was really enjoyable, and the sight of the Ming soldiers flipping over was a pleasure for anyone to watch. However, while they were enjoying themselves, they didn't notice that the medicine was gone.
A cannon without medicine is useless! A fire stick can still be carried around. Can this thing that weighs several kilograms be carried around?
Tong Tulai was so angry that he grabbed Zhang Guochen, the artillery battalion commander, slapped him twice, and cursed: "You bitch slave, we brought so many medicines, how could we use them all up!"
Tong Yangxing was also shocked and angry. Seeing the cannons unleashing their power, Dajin was about to win the battle, but he didn't expect that the myrrh incident happened at this critical moment. Wasn't this a deliberate attempt to make him embarrassed in front of the Khan?!
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He was so angry that he took out his saber, put it on Zhang Guochen's neck, and said fiercely: "Say, if you can't tell me, I will chop you with a knife!"
The knife was held on his neck, and his face was covered in black and blue. Zhang Guochen was so frightened that he trembled and stammered: "My brother-in-law, please spare my life, my brother-in-law, please forgive me!..."
"Let me ask you, where is the medicine?" Tong Yangxing was too lazy to listen to Zhang Guochen's nonsense. He kicked him to the ground and took a step closer. This time the tip of the knife touched his chest directly.
Zhang Guochen took a breath of air and said hurriedly: "I don't know, my brother-in-law, we in Dajin do not produce medicine ourselves. The medicine was purchased from Shanxi merchants in Mongolia. The original price was 10,000 kilograms, but
Shanxi could not supply so much at one time, so they only shipped 3,000 kilograms, and the rest will not be cleared until next year. When the cannon was first built, hundreds of kilograms were used to test the cannon, and all the remaining slaves were paid.
The consort’s intention was conveyed, and now it’s all gone, I really can’t blame the servant!”
Hearing this, Tong Yangxing was startled, and then he remembered that he was in a hurry. He was responsible for purchasing gunpowder from Shanxi merchants, and he had agreed to give it to Qing Dynasty in batches. Now that the gunpowder is not enough, how can he blame Zhang Guochen?
them.
There is no medicine and the Ming army wants to cross the river again. What should they do?
Tong Yangxing looked at the rows of cannons and was at a loss. Bronze cannons were easy to pull, but the cannons of the generals in red weighed more than three thousand kilograms. It took a lot of effort to pull them from Shenyang.
, how can we pull it away immediately? If we don’t pull it away, the Ming army will rush across the river soon, and the cannon will definitely fall into their hands!
From the bottom of his heart, Tong Yangxing regarded these cannons as a pain in his heart, and he really couldn't bear to abandon them. But it was too late, and if he did not withdraw, not only would the cannons be gone, but the more than a thousand gunners would also fall into the hands of the Ming army. By then,
, what will he use to cast the cannon, and who will be asked to build the cannon after it is built?
"Uncle, what should I do?" Tong Guolai was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. The Ming army on the opposite side had already crossed the river. If uncle didn't get a charter, it would be too late!
Looking at the artillery and the Ming army, Tong Yangxing's face changed suddenly, and he finally made up his mind and gritted his teeth and said: "Leave the artillery, let's withdraw!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Twelve Bel Azig leading a group of generals with red flags running over, "Sir, please arrange for someone to take the cannon away immediately. It must not fall into the hands of the Ming army!"
Tong Yangxing was stunned and blurted out: "Twelve Baylor, the Ming army is about to cross the river. We can't move away with this cannon!"
"What are you afraid of!"
Azige became fierce and roared: "My son-in-law is only responsible for firing cannons. I will lead my men to stop the Ming army! As long as I hoist the red flag and have one soldier left, the Ming army will not be able to cross the river!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he shouted again: "Erke, Tunbulu!"
"The slave is here!" Erke and Tunbulu responded in unison.
Azig didn't even look at them. He waved his hand, turned over and got on his mount. He said, "Lead your slaves and follow me!" With a whip of his riding whip, he led the Goshikhas towards Ming who was crossing the river.
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"Protect the master!"
Hu Li was worried about Azig's safety, so he called out and led his more than two hundred white-armored men to follow him in a hurry.[
There were still more than 3,000 remnant soldiers with red flags who had retreated across the river. Thanks to the majesty of their own cannons, their morale was restored. Seeing that the flag owners were taking the lead, they all rushed towards crossing the river with blood, howling like ghosts.
The Ming army.
Seeing this, Tong Yangxing did not dare to delay, and hurriedly ordered Tong Guolai, Zhang Guochen and others to quickly arrange for someone to fire the cannon.
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Xiaoling River, also known as Jinshui, is fifty or sixty miles long. Its upper reaches meet the Daling River and its lower reaches run toward the sea. The widest point is nearly two miles, but the narrowest point is only more than 100 meters. It flows through this section of Changshan Mountain.
The water area is not too wide, about a mile long, and the river is not deep either. The deepest point is only about half waist deep. There is a stone bridge on the river, which is supposed to connect the two banks and make it easier for people to cross. However, neither of the Ming and Jin warring parties has it.
Cross the bridge. Because the bridge is too narrow and cannot accommodate many people. If you cross the bridge, you will die in vain. The people in front will not be able to cross, and the people behind will not be able to get over.
No order was needed at all, the Ming army all descended into the Xiaoling River. The bridge was empty, not a single man or horse crossed it.
They were no longer threatened by the Jin army's artillery fire. Although I don't know why the Jin army stopped firing artillery fire, the Ming army became more courageous. Zhang Chun assessed the situation and sent an order to discard the damaged tanks, and gathered more than a thousand tanks to reposition in front of the formation.
More than 20,000 firearms and repeating crossbowmen crossed the river like a tide.
As the art of war goes, strike when you are halfway across.
To prevent the Ming army from crossing the river, the Jin army had to attack halfway across the river.
Without Huang Taiji's order, Azig knew that his red flag would have to be crossed across the river to intercept it.
After the horses' hooves entered the water, there was a splash. As more and more cavalry entered the water, the Xiaoling River suddenly became chaotic. The fish and shrimps in the river scurried around like frightened rabbits. From time to time, you could see a few carp jumping up.
water surface.
"Jiannu is coming, brothers, get ready!"
Wang Zhiku spat and tightened his grip on the sword in his hand. In his sight, the soldiers who had finished loading had already raised their firecrackers.
When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!
The Jin Army and the Ming Army once again staged a battle between brave men on the Xiaoling River, which was less than a mile wide.
The Ming army was too numerous to be stopped by the red flag alone, nor could it be stopped by big arrows. Azig's only way was to open the Ming army's mouth again and force them to collapse as before.
This requires courage and courage.
Azig was not a reckless person. He determined that everyone must have been frightened after the Ming army was bombarded by artillery. He would just hold on to his words and charge them at all costs as long as he put up a red flag. The Ming army would not be able to cross the river.
The momentum must be effectively contained. As long as Zhenglan Banner and Zhengbai Banner catch up, the Ming army will definitely retreat!
"Wow uru!"
The war horses finished accelerating, and more than 3,000 cavalrymen followed the flag master's banner and thrust it into the Ming army.
"Dong dong, dong dong"
Suddenly, the sound of passionate war drums sounded behind him. Azig subconsciously looked back and saw that two miles away, the banner of King Khan was marching towards here. The sound of drums obviously came from the big tent.
Without thinking, Azig shouted excitedly: "King Khan has beaten the drum for us, King Khan has beaten the drum for us, warriors who are not afraid of death, charge forward!" [
"King Khan beats the drum for us, King Khan beats the drum for us!"
The sound of the drum vibrated in the heart of every golden soldier with a red flag. The war horse beneath him ran faster, and the long sword in his hand was held tighter.
Two miles away, under the big drum carried by sixteen big men, Huang Taiji looked forward with pride, and beat the drum hammer sonorously and forcefully one after another.