Although there was only one Divine Invincible General Cannon, the addition of this terrifying weapon to the battlefield quickly decided the outcome of the battle. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As bags of silk-wrapped gunpowder were filled into the barrel, and as granite shells were stuffed into the muzzle, the giant cannon continued to spew flames at a five-minute rate, and the granite cannonballs with a diameter of half a meter continued to hit the walls of Maquanzi City like meteors.

The Qing troops attacking from the periphery watched this scene in despair, and continued to storm the Ming army in vain, constantly falling in the light of the explosion of shells.

At this time, the Ming army that landed had exceeded 10,000, and a new spear phalanx stepped forward, Rulin's spears gradually filled all the gaps, and the entire landing field was like a huge hedgehog-like spear array squeezing the Qing army's activity space, and even squeezed them to retreat and then expand the landing field.

And behind these spear arrays, the small warships of the sailors that had been prepared for a long time also began to move forward, these warships were all sand boats, the superstructure had been dismantled, leaving only the hull and the mast, they went to the barrage and stopped, and they were connected with ropes, relying on the huge chains that stretched across the river to keep them from being washed away by the river, and in this way, more and more sand boats came forward, lowering the sails and being a pontoon bridge that gradually extended to both ends.

At this time, the Qing army was still on the offensive.

Even their reinforcements continued to brave the artillery fire of the Ming army.

In fact, they have given up the defense of Tsushima Circle City, since the Shenwei Invincible General Cannon joined the battlefield, the defense of this castle has lost its meaning, it is an inevitable result that it will be blasted open, and the rammed earth wall cannot stop the nearly 400 pounds of cannonballs. Just when the third shell hit the city wall, the city wall had already been smashed into a small gap, and all that remained was when to expand the gap to a large enough size, as long as this cannon did not stop firing, it would collapse the entire western city wall without any pressure, since this is better to simply use field warfare to solve it.

Almost all of the nearly 8,000 defenders in the entire horse circle city were thrown into the battlefield.

The Ming army also crossed the Liao River continuously.

The battle for the ferry turned into a final battle between the two sides.

"Let's go, cross the river!"

When the fierce battle lasted until near noon, Yang Feng looked at the pontoon bridge below that had basically crossed the river, threw the drumstick in his hand and said.

Immediately after that, he pulled out the huge Mo knife inserted on the side and rushed down the city wall, and quickly jumped onto his black horse, at this time the heavy cavalry of the Jinyi Guard had also completed the assembly, and five hundred soldiers wearing chain armor were waiting with spears in the city of Hewanpu.

"Jinyiwei, go with me to kill the enemy!"

Yang Feng pointed forward with the Mo knife in his hand and shouted.

Then he rode out of the city gates.

Behind him, the torrent of heavy cavalry surged, and the appearance of twelve dragon flags outside the city made all the Ming troops who saw this scene burst into cheers, whether they were crossing the river or had already set foot on the east bank, they all roared and frantically forward.

The emperor has finally made a move!

The twelve-faced dragon figure in a red dragon robe was like their sun, piercing the smoke that filled the battlefield, shining warmth on them, and then the morale of the Ming army in all the bloody battles suddenly skyrocketed, and as the figure rushed onto the pontoon bridge that had just been completed, and the pontoon bridge continued to advance towards the east bank, the frenzied cheers resounded through the battlefield.

In the midst of this cheer, the twelve dragon flags soon appeared on the east bank.

The landing Ming army that was assembling quickly separated to both sides, and in the shouts of the mountains on both sides, Yang Feng, who was like the god of war descending, held high the giant Mo sword, as if holding high a glorious banner, galloped through the crowd like the wind, and rushed straight to the fiercest battlefield with the torrent of iron horses.

Under the frightened gaze of the Qing army, he instantly crashed into a group of cavalry, and the giant Mo knife immediately turned into lightning, slashing through the air with a white arc of light.

Then four Qing soldiers were beheaded at the same time.

"Hooray!"

In a Ming army phalanx where the flank was originally fighting fiercely with the Qing army, all the soldiers who watched this scene burst into cheers.

Then everyone began to squeeze forward.

And Yang Feng led his Jinyi Guard Iron Cavalry to stab the battlefield like a sharp blade, the giant Mo knife in his hand waved wildly with a white arc of light, cutting off all the Qing troops in front of him who dared to block, and the five hundred Jinyi Guard Iron Cavalry followed him forward, stepping on the thunderous sound of horses' hooves and knocking over all obstacles. As they moved forward, more and more spear formations that had already begun to dominate also followed forward, and Rulin's spears gradually connected into a wall across the battlefield, following the twelve dragon banners, piercing all the Qing troops that had been rushed away by their emperor, and then stepping under their feet.

Walk through with overwhelming momentum.

The twelve dragon flags in front of them are the guidance of all the soldiers, and at this moment, all the soldiers have forgotten their fatigue, their fears, their fears, their deaths, and there is only one belief in their hearts......

Follow the emperor forward.

The rout of the Qing army finally began.

As Yang Feng's Mo sword slashed his hundredth opponent on this battlefield, all the Qing cavalry in front of him screamed in horror and turned around and fled, like a collapsed sand dune, the collapse of this one point instantly became the collapse of the entire battle line, and all the Qing troops, whether cavalry or infantry, turned around and fled desperately in the plague of fear.

But where to flee?

"Kill!"

Yang Feng looked at the horse circle city that had been blasted out of a huge gap and shouted.

"Kill!"

Behind him were countless shouts.

When his horses stopped, the Ming army, which had already numbered more than 20,000, surged through both sides.

The victory of this bloody battle has been decided, and there is no need for His Majesty the Emperor to make any more moves, in fact, the Ming army, which was closely chasing the Qing army, rushed into the gap of Maquanzi City after a few minutes, and the Qing army did not continue to defend, but opened the east gate and fled from this castle desperately, fleeing to Niuzhuang City in the distance.

In fact, there was also a fierce battle there, the Dangkou Brigade and the Fourth Town of the Left Wing from Gaizhou were attacking Niuzhuang City in a restrained manner, and more than 10,000 active Baoyi and slaves were also fighting with them, and when the Qing army withdrew from Haizhou, they symbolically left these people to defend, and captured some large numbers of their families as hostages in Liaoyang.

But it didn't work.

As soon as the Ming army arrived, they immediately defected.

After Maquanzi City was conquered by the Ming army, the remnants of the Qing army took advantage of the fact that the Ming fleet had not yet entered the Taizi River, and abandoned Niuzhuang as quickly as possible, and then withdrew to Liaoyang by boat.

The meaning of Niuzhuang City is to protect the flank of Maquanzi City, now the protection target is gone, it is meaningless to continue to hold on, although this city is the largest port in Liaodong, but in the face of tens of thousands of Ming troops in two directions, the original four thousand defenders and less than three thousand people who fled from Maquanzi City, in front of the Shenwei invincible general cannon will definitely not last a few days, in vain to bury the seven thousand precious eight banners, it is better to simply give up and concentrate on defending Liaoyang.

Gushan, who guarded Niuzhuang, immediately issued an order to retreat.

The Ming army was exhausted by the Battle of the Sancha River, and they didn't expect them to run so decisively, and finally missed the opportunity to completely annihilate this enemy army.

The losses of the Ming army in this battle were not small.

Although the final victor was them, there were also 5,000 Ming soldiers who died in Hewan Pucheng and the Liaohe crossing, of which 3,000 were killed at the Liaohe crossing, if the total casualties of the wounded were more than 10,000, even a little more than the casualties of the Qing army, of course, the vast majority of the Ming army's wounded could be saved, and the Qing army's wounded were only a dead end.

"Long live, the minions have confessed, among the Tartars captured in this batch, the highest is the puppet auxiliary prince Gurmahun, he is the grandson of Shuerhaqi, the son of Amin, who was originally deposed with Amin for his crimes, this time it was resealed, and there was also a Li Shutai who was captured in the Han army below him, he is the Han army of the Zhenglan Banner, and he is the second son of Li Yongfang."

In the reorganized Niuzhuang City Guard's Mansion, a former Bao Yi lay in front of the new master and said.

In fact, it is not the same as Yang Feng thought, for his own slave from the banner man to the slave of His Majesty the Ming Emperor, instead of becoming a free citizen like those slaves, these surrendered Baoyi do not have any dissatisfaction, and even they are proud of it, it is obvious that for them, being a slave is the supreme honor. Although they will repair the emperor's mausoleum in the future, the mausoleum is not to be cannon fodder on the battlefield, and they are really going to be cannon fodder when they follow the Tartars, so these surrendered coats are extremely hard at serving the emperor, and of course, selling their old masters is also extremely hard.

"It's not decent!"

Yang Feng said dissatisfied.

Gurma Hun is just an auxiliary prince, and Li Shutai is just a Mailer, and now it is difficult for a Qing army general of this level to satisfy the emperor's appetite.

"Long live, most of the main forces of the Tartars were taken to the pass by Dolgon, and there were not many people left outside the pass, they were also very afraid of death, Your Majesty is invincible, and those who dare to block Your Majesty are dead ends, like Zilharang, Daishan, of course, they don't dare to run to death, but there is no sign in this kind of thing. So these people who originally had no power and backstage, but whose identities belonged to the wild boar skin family would be sent out, but the really high-ranking and powerful princes Baylor were hiding in Shenyang City! The minions had heard that the Tartars were repairing the city of Hetuara and were preparing to go there to survive when His Majesty's heavenly power came! ”

The wrapper said with a smile.

"Well, they also have self-knowledge, and they will send a decree to cut off that Gurmahun and Li Shutai together! As for the other captive Jiannu, they all had their heads cut off and sent to Xiping Fort to pile up Jingguan, and I like to pile Jingguan! ”

Yang Feng said happily.