The heavens start from saving Daming

Chapter 54 Crossing the River!cross the river!
When Huang Taiji left the camp with his personal guards, there was already a dense sound of firecrackers coming from the river bank.

He was in a hurry and rushed to the nearby small high ground.

The surrounding guards held torches in their hands, and quickly illuminated the small high ground in the night.

Huangtai Jize stepped forward immediately, nervously checking the battle situation on the river bank.It was a fierce battle between the Ming army crossing the river and the Tartar guards.

"How is it possible that the bridge was built so quickly?"

Huang Taiji, who was greatly shocked, unexpectedly saw a series of fire lights on the bank on the other side of the river.

There was a terrifying 'whimper' sound, Huang Taiji didn't even react, and was thrown off the horse by Ao Bai beside him.

"Sweat beware!"

'Puff puff puff~~~' At least twenty solid bullets landed on this high ground.

Some are too high and fly away directly.

Some fell low and crashed directly into the mud, splashing mud and rocks.

There are also good angles, hitting the ground and bouncing up, directly crashing into the people and horses.

There are also several accurate ones that directly penetrate Huang Taiji's personal guards.

It's just a moment of effort, and this highland is like turning a horse on its back.

Those who were hit by high-speed shells on their arms and legs were directly broken.

Those who were hit by the body, let alone smashed to pieces.

After a round of shelling, Huang Taiji's personal guards suffered heavy losses immediately.

Oboi and others, who had rich experience in battle, hurriedly carried Huang Taiji, whose nose was bleeding from the fall, down the high ground.

Sure enough, without much effort, another round of shelling fell to this side.

A dead horse whose head had been cut off by a shell before, was hit by a shell again.The hot shells flying at high speed directly blasted out the rain of blood fragments flying all over the sky, and scattered them all over everyone.

Huang Taiji led his troops to explore the opposite bank on this high ground every day, and Li Yunze's drone could take pictures every time.

At that time, he wanted to engage these guys.

Pushing cannons to the river bank during the day will be noticed, and now is a good time to cross the river at night.

After two rounds of shelling, the harvest was pretty good.

Huang Taiji, who hurried all the way back to the camp of the Chinese army, his face sank like water, "Who is dead?"

"Soto and the others died eleven." Obai paused, "Suksaha's leg was knocked off, I'm afraid it won't last till dawn."

Those who follow Huang Taiji are all his confidantes, each of whom is focused on training and will be the core layer to help him rule the Daikin in the future.

But in such a short period of time, more than a dozen were killed.

Huang Taiji's gloomy heart at this moment can be imagined.

"I knew the cannon in red was powerful, but I didn't expect it to be so terrifying." After getting angry, Huang Taiji's first reaction was, "Good stuff, I want it." '

But the second thought was "absolutely don't let the Ming army come over."

"Oboi, you personally bring the three hundred balas to the pontoon bridge, and go now." Huang Taiji gritted his teeth and ordered, "It must be burned!"

"Father Khan." After Oboi led the order to go out, Hauge stepped forward and asked in confusion, "Why do you use two yellow flags on Baya La?"

In the current situation, the pontoon bridge must be the focus of the desperate struggle between the two sides.

Of course, there is no need to say much about Bayala's combat effectiveness. This is the servant of the Tartars.But if you want to rush over and burn the pontoon bridge, you must pay a heavy price.

Because the first batch of Ming troops to cross the river must have been the elites who dared to fight.

At this time, what Huang Taiji can really grasp is the two yellow flags. Using his elite to fight this kind of battle that is doomed to heavy losses, Hauge, who regards himself as his heir, is reluctant.

"Confused."

Huang Taiji, who was busy with armor, explained patiently, "The pontoon bridge on the other side is facing the camp of the Chinese army, and our side is the closest. You go out to see the sky, how can you mobilize the rest of the flags in the dark? By the time they rush over, the Ming army might already have tens of thousands of horses over there."

"If you want to do big things, don't count small profits." Raising his hand on Hauge's shoulder, Huang Taiji said earnestly and earnestly: "If you lose this time, you will lose even the big gold. Worrying about small profits at this time is killing you." way."

The south bank of Daling River.

Li Yunze, who rode his horse and stood on the bank, saw the firecrackers carrying benches and boxes in front of him stepping onto the pontoon bridge mightily, and watched the many cannons continuously bombarding the opposite bank, and he was obviously a little excited. Fight here!"

There are three must-do things to travel through the Chongzhen Dynasty.

Hit the civil servants, sweep Guanning, and destroy the Tartars!
The root cause of Ming Dynasty's demise lies in these three things.

For the first two things, Li Yunze felt that the rice porridge was already cooking on low heat, and the heat was almost done.

Now there is one last thing to do, to eliminate the Tartar bandit group.

The reason why they chose to cross by force at night, and the reason why they chose the location opposite the Chinese army camp of the Tartars, was to hold the Tartars back and prevent them from running away.

Li Yunze knew very well that once this battle was won, it would be almost impossible for the Tatars to regroup for such a large-scale decisive battle in the future.

We must seize the main force of the Tartars and not give them a chance to escape. Huang Taiji's Chinese army is the best chance.

"Man Qing." Li Yunze smacked his mouth as he withdrew his thoughts, "You guys are also ready to go."

"The minister obeys the order."

Man Gui responded, turned his horse's head and galloped towards the Fifth Army Camp with his own soldiers.

He will take the Fifth Army Battalion and the cavalry of the Guanning Army to cross the river to block the retreat of the Tartars.

Just as Man Gui left here, it didn't take long for the general meeting, when there was a fierce fighting sound from the bridgehead on the other side.

Many Tartar soldiers with torches roared and rode their horses straight to the bridge.

"Long live." Cao Bianjiao subconsciously wanted to persuade Li Yunze to stay away from the shore.

But at this time Li Yunze simply got off his horse, took the horse that Wang Chengen handed over, and just sat on the bank to watch the battle.

"You go to command the battle yourself, I don't need to worry about it here."

Ao Bai, who was several hundred meters away, was experiencing the most tragic battle in his life.

Three hundred Ba Yala elites were enough to break through an army formed by thousands of Ming troops in the past.

But today, the Ming army on the opposite side is exceptionally elite.

When the Ba Yala who did not suffer from night blindness charged, none of the musketeers who only wore leather armor escaped, and no one fired in advance.

This performance of the Ming army made the young Oboi feel chills.

He remembered the story his elders had told, the Zhejiang soldier on the bank of the Hun River.

Aobai was not afraid, on the contrary he became more and more excited.

They killed all the Zhejiang soldiers back then, and it must be the same this time!And this promise of great credit will fall on him, Oboi.

As the Bayalas approached quickly, the dense sound of firecrackers finally rang out.

Not only the firing range of the Ming Army's firecrackers has been enhanced, but their power has also been greatly increased.

Even Ba Yala, who was wearing three layers of armor, fell down in an instant.

There was nothing much to say at this time, Oboi yelled, holding a torch in one hand and wielding a saber in the other, he patted the rear of his mount and screamed sharply, "Rush over!"

Round after round of firecrackers sounded like fried beans, and when three hundred elite Ba Yala rushed to the square of the Ming army's heavy armor, there were only a hundred or so riders left.

Contrary to the impression, the main combat method of the heavy armored soldiers of the Tartars is not to charge into the formation on horseback, but to dismount after rushing to fight, relying on the heavy armor and sharp ax to break through the army formation.

This time, Oboi didn't have time, so he directly led the rest of the people into the formation of Ming soldiers.

It took too long to anchor the piles on this side of the bank to stabilize the pontoon bridge, and the number of Ming troops who really came here at this moment is not many.

The soldiers only listed a few rows.

After paying a huge price, when Aobai broke through the formation and jumped onto the pontoon bridge, there were only twenty riders left beside him.

The oil tank on horseback was still smashed on the pontoon, and the torch was thrown on it.

Oboi, who had just taken a breath, suddenly froze.

Through the blazing fire, he saw the bridge deck under his feet, which was actually made of iron!
"This is an iron bridge?! This is impossible!"

While Aobai was still in a daze, the firecrackers on both sides had already pointed their guns at them.

After a series of dense sounds, Oboi's strong body swayed, with doubts and reluctance, he fell heavily into the river.

The Ming army carrying sandbags quickly stepped forward, poured the soil in the sandbags on the flames, and quickly extinguished the flames.

More Ming troops rushed to the shore through the pontoon bridge like a tide.

Time passed slowly, and finally a white belly appeared on the far horizon.

Its daybreak.

The sky was bright, and the Tartar soldiers and horses that had been prepared for a long time rushed out of the camps from various camps like a tide, and went straight to the pontoon bridge.

At this time, there were tens of thousands of Ming troops crossing the river.

The heavy armored soldiers of Shenshu Battalion are in front, forming a thick array.

The firecrackers of the Shenji Battalion were behind, and the dense gunfire continued to output.

On the south bank of the Daling River, hundreds of artillery pieces were almost pushed into the river, roaring continuously to provide long-range support to the opposite bank.

The Tatar soldiers and horses of each battalion were rushing towards the pontoon bridge, but they were a little chaotic due to lack of organization.

Sporadic impacts could not shake the Ming army formation, but there were almost no large-scale impacts.

The banner owners of the various banners of the Tartars are veterans who have fought in battles. Looking at the dazzling array of soldiers of the Ming army, one knows that a forced charge will inevitably cause heavy casualties. .

It was not until Huang Taiji came in person that the Tartars really started to exert their strength.

The first thing Huang Taiji went to was the Taiji nobles from various tribes in the grassland, exchanged pleasantries, laughed, hugged and saluted.

Relying on his personal charm and deterrence, he successfully persuaded the tribes in the grassland to take the lead.

Tens of thousands of prairie cavalry huddled together, shouting and charging towards the Ming army.

Thousands of horses are galloping, the momentum is amazing.

When facing other Ming troops, it might even be possible to scare the Ming troops into flight just by relying on this momentum.

But today, the Ming army on the opposite side did not move at all.

The Mongols were not stupid either, they just threw a rain of arrows when they flattered their horses, and they didn't rush their horses directly into the forest of spears at all.

On the grassland where iron pots can become family heirlooms, most bows and arrows are made of spikes, and the soft bows used for riding horses are not powerful enough. , casualties are almost negligible.

The counterattack of the Ming army's gunfire soldiers can cut off a layer every round.

Huang Taiji's face sank behind him, seeing more and more Ming troops coming from the other side, he immediately looked at Mang Gurtai.

"Fifth brother, you rush in with the Zhenglan flag!"

Mangurtai and Huang Taiji looked at each other, and after a while they rode out without saying a word.

I still have the awareness to exert all my strength at this critical moment.

Thousands of soldiers from the Zhenglan Banner immediately rushed forward, driving the prairie cavalry into the Ming army formation, and the battle became fierce in an instant.

The fighting power of the Tartars far surpassed that of the tribal cavalry, and their joining obviously made the Ming army a little shaken.

At this moment, the Ming army in the rear burst into shouts like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

Huang Taiji raised his binoculars and looked into the distance, and he saw that the big banner with dragon pattern had already boarded the pontoon bridge.

Thousands of Ming troops shouted in unison.

"Cross the river! Cross the river!"

(End of this chapter)