Dozens of torches swayed on the grassland, the long and penetrating Humai song mysteriously spread far and wide, there was a copper tambourine in the middle, dozens of big shamans wearing cow ghost masks, wearing embroidered mysterious patterns like a big god dancing like a wind, and many great lamas shaking the wheel and chanting sutras.

The Mongolian tribe's shepherd dogs and Mongolian mastiffs are unlucky, this time they were frightened, in order to stabilize the morale of the army, Huang Taiji is no matter what shaman lama or Taoist priest, and at the same time slaughtered more than 100 roosters, more than 100 black dogs, rooster blood and black dog blood splashed on the rails.

Not to mention, these things condense, corrode and rust, and they really can't bring some safety hazards to Dongjiang trains in the future.

However, this night of tossing and turning finally stabilized the nervous military spirit.

The next day, April 24, the sixteenth year of Chongzhen, early in the morning.

More than 100,000 Qing troops were all instigated early, according to the ranks of the eight banners into eight formations, and the two wings were pressed by the Mongolian light cavalry, although there were repeated setbacks, but also had to admit that this was the strongest armed group in Northeast Asia before the birth of the Dongjiang River, with banners lined up, cannons glaring, knights like walls, and the fences placed with logs in front were also layered.

In Sun Chuanting's grim waiting, like all army commanders, Huang Taiji also opened his speech before the war, and he didn't know if it was because of the excitement brought by the war, and it was still what it was.

I don't know when I learned to amplify the copper horn with Mao Jue, and his voice is also loud and loud.

"Soldiers! Sons of my nation!"

"The first Khan raised troops with eight hatreds, first through Sarhu, then open the iron, then hit Liaoshen, and then hit Guangning! Led the Oh Miao descendants to seize the flat and rich Liaodong of the Ming people, and our division was prosperous in martial arts, crisscrossing several provinces of the Ming Dynasty, invincible! Killed millions of Ming people, and also formed a blood feud with the Ming people!"

"Now, they have come for revenge! Cut off our Beiling wilderness, and seized our white mountains and black waters! And now they still won't let us go! It's approaching the land of Liaodong that Xian Khan bought with his blood!"

"If you don't win this battle! How did our clan slaughter the Liao people back then, Dongjiang Mao Jue vowed to double the slaughter and come back! If you don't want your Ama Eniang to fall under the butcher's knife of the Dongjiang River! I don't want my wife, son and daughter to become the coat of the Han people, and live like a pariah mud, so let's fight desperately! ”

"No matter what the background of the person who cuts the Dongjiang River, appreciate the future! Those who retreat and flee will be beheaded on the spot, regardless of their origins, and their families will be assigned to wear armor as slaves!"

It is true that there is no way back, it is rare to encounter it in ancient times, the Han people actually occupied their ancestral land from the north, or launched an attack from there, if Liaodong is lost, the Jianzhou Jurchens really have nowhere to go, in the hoarse voice of Huang Taiji, thinking about their own brutality, the Qing army is afraid of each other, but also full of murderous steaming.

It is because of the brutality that I am particularly afraid of the resistance and revenge of the victims.

"Kill all these bright dogs!!"

The atmosphere of the entire army began to be dispatched, and the roars one after another were overwhelming, and the spectacular brutality made Huang Taiji finally nod with satisfaction.

"Tell me the will! Attack!"

The heavy war drums shook the earth, although there were few, but the dozen or so Hongyi cannons that could barely be dragged over were also the first to open their anger, and the steel balls hit the concrete city wall of the Dongjiang River and splashed the fragments, accompanied by the sound of cannons, thousands of Qing troops rushed up like a desperate flood.

In the sound of clicking, the wooden trestle was fiercely built on the moat, carrying the tiger's head shield, and the dead soldiers wearing three layers of heavy armor took the lead in rushing across the trestle, and on the towering acropolis, the Dongjiang army also opened fire, but the invincible cone bullet also lost some power against the heavy armor soldiers who were several times thicker than the elephant's skin, and a large piece of gunsmoke erupted on the Qing army in the march, but only a dozen turned over and fell to the ground.

But then, they are not so lucky, no matter how thick the armor, the leg armor is also average, otherwise it will affect the action, this era has already had mines in the Ming Dynasty, how can Mao Jue not use it, outside the city of Wula, Jilin, the touched mines are like firecrackers set off during the New Year, and a large explosion has set off a lot of dirt, and the Qing army with a broken leg with a huge impact is rolling on the ground in pain.

However, the dead barracks were originally to attract firepower to go to the mines, these Han Eight Banners, Meng Eight Banners and even the clothed minions died Huang Taiji was not distressed, behind them, pushing heavy carts, the Qing army of the brigade was close behind, but at this time, the artillery fire of the Dongjiang River was also opened to the throat, Mao Jue left Sun Chuanting more than 200 heavy artillery, most of the artillery powder and gunfire of the entire battlefield, although Sun Chuanting had few people, the reserve was simply cheating, and countless shells fell in the Qing army town like money.

Bang~

Click!

The wooden bridge was broken, and the Qing army pushing the cart screamed and fell into the moat, and a moment later there was a burst of bright red floating on the water, and there were sharp piles under the river, which were specially used for killing, and if they fell, they would not want to come up alive.

The heavy cannonballs could not withstand the onslaught of the twelve-eighteen-pound guns, and the solid cannonballs slapped on the shield, and even the thigh-thick wood cracked with a click, and the sawdust blew up the Qing troops hiding behind, and the heavy oars fell down.

But even so, the dying wolves are still the most terrifying, these forest wolves and steppe wolves are under artillery fire, even if the floating corpses are piled up, they are constantly building bridges and advancing, and the blood is already dripping along the way, the corpses of the dead Qing army floated in the moat, and the towering ladder is still on the satellite city of the Dongjiang circular fortress.

"Kill!"

The Jianzhou swordsman monkey with a knife in his mouth and red glasses climbed upwards, while the Dongjiang army used a special hook and sickle to hook the ladder and push it outward.

However, I also have to admire the Jianzhou Jurchen, who was born as an old hunter, and the archery method even has some sniper rifle effect.

Puff~ A Dongjiang infantry who was shooting had an arrow in his neck, turned over and fell, and the Dongjiang army that went to replace him only showed his head, and a feather arrow also hit his head, this is still the main city.

Over the Acropolis, the dense arrows were like flying locusts, suppressing the Dongjiang sergeants and not even raising their heads, and finally, at about two o'clock in the afternoon, the first group of Qing troops climbed the wall of the southeast Acropolis and started a hand-to-hand combat with the defenders at the head of the wall.

And under the wall, more or less with the traces of broken under the artillery bombardment, those wooden fences are still densely erected, below, the Qing army frantically digging out the mound trenches, watching Sun Chuanting, who was standing at the head of the city watching the battle, couldn't help frowning, but still silent.

The tragic battle was fought until five o'clock in the afternoon, the remnant sun was like blood, when the sun set in the west mountain, Huang Taiji ordered Mingjin to withdraw the troops, and the two border forts were still not breached, but in the forward position of more than 300 meters under the city of Wula, Jilin, several annular trenches with wooden fences were still excavated, so that the Qing army had a fast passage to attack the city, and did not have to face the artillery fire directly.

However, even this little achievement is bought by blood! At night, the corpses of the Qing soldiers in the moat even blocked the river, and some were washed downstream along the Songhua River, and the bloody Qing soldiers screamed and were helped down by their comrades and sent to the wounded barracks behind the camp.

And Mao Jue's attack idea is not to pursue slashing, he can kill you at once, and he will definitely kill you at once! If you don't die, you'll have to cripple you! The Qing army did not have as perfect battlefield medical care as Dongjiang, and it was already approaching May, and the weather was beginning to warm, mosquitoes and insects were breeding, and a large part of these sergeants who had left blood would be infected and died.

"How much did you lose in battle?"

In the night, stopping Ning Wan after running before and after, Huang Taiji asked solemnly, this question made Scholar Ning obviously stumble.

"Baoyi ......, Baoyi didn't count, the Han Eight Banners were killed 1,003 and 2,070 wounded, the Mengbaqi was killed 800 and 1,001 wounded, the national nation was killed 400, and 900 ......were injured."

Plus, plus, plus! Attack the city in one day, and the small 10,000 horses will be gone! The army was reduced by one-fifteenth, and this casualty made Huang Taiji can't help but tremble violently, and the blood in his nostrils once again flowed on his beard.

He couldn't help but put his attention on the rushing Songhua River again, looking at Huang Taiji's expression, Ning finished my interest and hurriedly bowed and reported.

"Zilharangbel has already started building a dam upstream! As long as it takes ten days, when the flood rushes down, the Dongjiang thieves will definitely be guilty!"

Attacking the city along the river, water attack is indeed a good way, just like flooding the city of Kaifeng, but Huang Taiji is still rigid.

Even if the water attack was successful, destroying the city of Jilin Wula, but the city's heavy supplies were also lost, this year's Qing war burned from the Songhua River to the Liao River, and only the newly conquered Liaoxi Corridor and the supplies of the Dongjiang River were also very important to Jianzhou.

Besides, I didn't say more than ten days, nineteen days is also more than ten days, and what he lacks most now is time, once Mao Jue's army is surrounded and then under the fortified city, his army will be over.

Irritable, Huang Taiji carried the horse, wandering aimlessly in the camp, unconsciously walked to the end of the camp, a few miles upstream from Jilin Wula City, the mighty Mongolian army is still crossing the river to the south and converging with the Qing army, but here are more sheep than people, these little beasts walking on the pontoon bridge, hooves are like beating drums.

Looking at these sheep, Huang Taiji suddenly thought thoughtfully.

(End of chapter)