When all the troops were on board, the thunderous sound of horse hooves was heard from the direction the Ming army was coming from. This time, everyone understood that it must be Jianlu's pursuit. Just from the sound of horse hooves, it was known that it was not Cao Bianjiao's army half a day ago.
The sound produced is comparable.
The sailors quickly pushed the boat away from the shore, away from possible danger. All the soldiers faced the shore, watching the pursuers appear.
It didn't take long to wait, and Jianlu's figure appeared on the mountainside not far away. There was no probing horse to explore the road, but the forward appeared directly.
Or they didn't need to send out scouting horses in advance at all, because there were so many of them that even if they were ambushed by the Ming army, they could still burst the Ming army's stomach.
Groups of Jianlu soldiers rushed straight to the bank of the Yalu River. Unfortunately, there were only horse corpses left on the bank for the Jianlu soldiers. As for the Ming army officers and soldiers, not even Mao was left behind.
Jianlu on the shore looked at the Ming fleet that had rowed towards the center of the Yalu River. He had no choice but to curse loudly. At the same time, he also felt very regretful. If he could have arrived a little earlier, he could have captured these Ming troops!
Jianlu were still emerging from the other side of the mountain, and more and more Jianlu were gathering on the shore. Some Jianlu were unwilling to fail like this, and even began to draw bows and arrows, no matter whether they were of any use or not.
Shoot at the Ming army ship.
All the officers and soldiers of the Ming Army felt frightened when they saw the number of Jianlu. As long as it was just a little later, even if the New Army's firearms were ten times more powerful, they would not be able to stop the number of Jianlu.
They were suddenly very grateful to Zhongxing Hou for allowing them to spare no effort and sacrifice so many war horses to escape this disaster.
Seeing Jianlu shooting arrows, the soldiers of the Ming army were not afraid. Except for a few strong bows that might be a bit of a threat, the others were fine.
Although the soldiers of the Ming army were very tired, no one went to rest. They looked at Jianlu's angry, anxious and helpless look on the bank, and they all pointed, commented, and laughed with their comrades.
At this time, Azig arrived first. Seeing this situation, he suddenly shouted an order to attack with rockets.
These chasing Jianlu were their regular troops and their main field force. Although they were lightly armed in pursuit, they also brought a lot of things with them, including some rockets.
After some panic on the shore, Jianlu, armed with rockets, began shooting arrows in an attempt to ignite the Ming fleet.
Zhong Jinwei looked at more and more Jianlu, and saw that Jianlu was unwilling to fail. Suddenly he remembered something, and he immediately became a little pale and said: "Not good!"
Lu Xiangsheng, who was riding on the same bow as Zhong Jinwei, had sharp ears. When he heard what he said was not good, he immediately said: "Don't worry, Lord Marquis, even if Jianlu uses rockets, it will be of no avail. This boat is far enough away from the shore.
Even if a few rockets are fired onto the ship, they can be put out quickly."
Zhong Jinwei still had a serious look on his face. He turned to look at Lu Xiangsheng and said, "I'm not worried about this. I'm worried about the Liao people who are walking downstream along the Yalu River."
When he said this, Lu Xiangsheng's face became serious. So many Liao people went downstream, and the traces they left behind must not be hidden from Jianlu's scouting horses.
Although they may not know who left the traces, where they went, and what the current situation is like. But as long as they are interested and send people downstream to find out, the Liao people will be in big trouble.
"The people of the Liao Dynasty finally returned to the Ming Dynasty after a lot of hard work. We can't fail, we have to find a way." Zhong Jinwei frowned, his nose slightly flared, and he said worriedly but resolutely.
Lu Xiangsheng also nodded. There were so many captives on the shore, and their follow-up troops were even appearing in a steady stream. As long as some of them separated, they would not be able to be resisted by the Liao people.
Zhong Jinwei looked up at Jianlu on the other side, then turned around and suddenly had an idea.
He immediately sent an order for the fleet to send a clipper to go downstream. Then he ordered the ship to stop in the middle of the river, and asked the Ming army soldiers to shout in unison to the Jianlu on the shore: "The slave chief tried to rob Ming's grain and lost his wife."
He also lost his troops. The slave chief had delusions..."
At first, the officers and soldiers of Zhong Jinwei's ship shouted together, then the officers and soldiers of the Ming army on the nearby ships also shouted together, and finally all the officers and soldiers of the Ming army shouted together.
At this time, the sound became very loud and spread throughout both sides of the Yalu River.
The Jianlu on the shore couldn't understand what the Ming army said, so they were a little curious, so they asked their companions on the side; some Jianlu understood the Ming army's words, but didn't understand the meaning. They were also curious and didn't know why the Ming army would do this.
Shouting these words; those Jianlu who understood the words felt like vomiting blood.
Azig himself couldn't understand, but the understanding people around him would naturally explain it to him. Upon hearing this, he was extremely angry, but he had no choice but to help the Ming army. On the verge of rage, he ordered the bows and arrows to be used vigorously, regardless of whether he could shoot or not.
To greet the Ming fleet.
After the Ming army shouted for a while, they stopped shouting again. All the ships started moving again, forming a line and heading towards the shore.
What is the Ming army going to do? There is such a question mark in the minds of all Jianlu.
Jianlu's archers fired for a while, and when they stopped to rest, seeing the Ming army's fleet approaching, they started shooting again.
I saw that the Ming warships also began to shoot arrows towards the shore, but the arrows were very weak and most of them fell into the water.
When Jianlu saw it, they all laughed at the poor strength of the Ming army. But soon, they stopped laughing.
I saw a sudden puff of gunpowder smoke coming out of the Ming army's ship, and then heard the "ping ping ping ping ping" sound of muskets, and some unlucky Jianlu fell down.
Immediately afterwards, several louder sounds were heard from the Ming warships. The experienced Jianlu immediately understood that these were the sounds of artillery.
Although Jianlu was an elite, well-organized and disciplined man, under such circumstances, he began to panic, and they all wanted to escape or leave the shore.
Zhong Jinwei looked at this situation and couldn't help but regretted: "It's a pity that it's not a battleship, and there is no extra space on the ship to place artillery to fire, otherwise Jianlu would have cried to death."
Not only was Zhong Jinwei watching the battlefield, but there was also someone watching the situation on the mountainside not far away. This person was another slave chief, Jirharang.
He was a little surprised why the Ming army didn't leave immediately after escaping on the ship. Instead, they shouted insults and did some useless work. Although the artillery was a threat, the number was too small. Dai Jin's army retreated slightly.
Basically there is no danger.
Ji'erhalang didn't think that the Ming generals were just trying to take credit for killing a few Dajin soldiers. People who had even captured Shengjing by them should have a much higher outlook.
Besides, it was almost getting dark, so it would be hard to see clearly by then, and it would have some impact on the Ming army's return voyage.
Jierhalang frowned and wondered what the Ming army was doing. This was obviously unreasonable.
At this time, a scout came over to report that he had found traces left by a large group of people heading downstream.
Jirhalang is a careful person, not a rough guy like Azig. He immediately understood that this fleet was so abnormal, maybe it was to cover the brigade going downstream. As for what brigade it was, it was very strange.
It’s easy to guess, they must be Han slaves disguised as Ming soldiers.
"Send the order, the army will rush downstream immediately."