Chapter 769 Jumping to the North of the Yellow River

The unprecedented fixed-point bombing lasted for nearly an hour, and the Ming soldiers on the hot air balloon lost all their hands before the fire ran out. Ray bombed dozens of eagle cannons into waste. The hands and feet of the soldiers were still fast, and the people carried horses to hide seven or eight cannons, which avoided the serious consequences of being cleared.

When he woke up in the tent, another bad news was waiting for him. The deployment area of another eagle cannon 30 miles downstream was also bombed by the Ming army, and all ten cannons that had nowhere to hide in the field were blown up.

The bald Ke shouted, "They are going to cross the river. Hurry up and reinforce the north bank downstream."

Urus hurriedly said, "I have mobilized troops and horses to reinforce me. Father Khan, I will discuss something with you."

said fiercely, "What will happen later? Help me get up and put it on. Without the obstruction of the eagle cannon, the Ming army will succeed in crossing the river, and we must fight immediately. Order all the soldiers and horses to immediately reinforce the downstream crossing of the river and fight to the death with the Ming army.

Urus hesitated, smashed the camel down pillow that could be picked up**, and scolded, "Why don't you hold on? What are you doing?"

Urus frowned and said, "Father Khan, the general situation has gone. The Ming army has successfully crossed the river. The third brother Bars and Batu Vanhu are blocking their attack. The minister is here waiting for Father Khan to wake up and escort Father Khan to retreat."

"Retreat? Where to retreat?" The baldness can roar.

"Father Khan, for today's plan, we can only return to the north of the mountain pass. We will set off immediately and cross the Hara River in the evening. I have ordered the Urat flag soldiers and horses to come to pick up. When it comes to the north of the mountain, the Ming army does not dare to attack the mountain pass. In addition, the heavy snow is about to fall, and they are even less likely to catch up with us.

"B bastard, what should I do here? What about Linhe County, Wuyuan, Guyang and Urat? What about the pasture fields we have been managing for decades?

"I can't help it." Urus lowered his head and said, "I can only give in. Father Khan, there is a saying that there is a saying that you don't have to worry about burning firewood when you keep the green mountains. Our retreat at this moment is to preserve our strength. Father Khan is the hope of our Taters. Father Khan is safe, and we will return here one day. Therefore, Father Khan, please be sure to leave and let the minister escort Father Khan to leave safely after breaking off for you.

"I won't leave, I won't leave." Swing your bald and weak hands like a child who is unwilling to fail.

Urus persuaded bitterly, but he didn't listen. He struggled to get out of bed, put on his armor with difficulty, and heavy armor on his upper body, which made his footsteps stagger, but he still gritted his teeth, stepped out of the tent, loudly called for the guards to pass the order, and gathered all the soldiers and horses in the city.

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At the downstream crossing of the river, when the eagle cannon on the opposite bank was bombed, the construction of the covered bridge was also proceeding quickly; hundreds of covered bridges were quickly connected, winding all the way on the river and extending to the shallow area on the other bank. The Tatar soldiers knew that the bridge could not be connected, and the soldiers and horses who guarded the palace tried their best to shoot arrows at the strange corridor bridge, making the place close to the river bank a dead zone full of locusts for more than 20 steps; the last dozen sections of the covered bridges could not be connected to the shore at all.

The soldiers and horses of the Shenshu Camp were responsible for the attack. The whole corridor bridge was full of soldiers preparing to rush to the opposite shore with the progress of laying, but they were compressed in the covered bridge like sardine cans. Ma Ming jumped and scolded angrily, watching hundreds of taxis who built the last dozen sections. Soldiers and craftsmen were shot and killed. He knew that it was not a way to wait like this. Tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in the rear were waiting to pass, and the general was probably scolded on the rear shore.

"Wade and charge." Ma Ming gritted his teeth and shouted. While talking, he jumped from the opening and jumped down the beach. The cold and bone-piercing river reached his chest, and he was so cold that he almost suffocated. Dozens of arrows hit the head, and Ma Ming struggled to raise the wooden shield to block his face. There was a burst of explosion. More than a dozen arrows were immediately nailed on the wooden shield, and then his arm hurt and he was hit by a feather arrow.

But after Ma Ming jumped into the water, dozens of soldiers crowded in the covered bridge behind him also jumped into the cold river water. Dozens of shields formed a wall, and the soldiers behind him pushed Ma Ming's stiff body forward. The opening of the corridor bridge was like a magician's treasure chest, and soldiers kept pouring out. They jumped into the ice water without hesitation. Their cold faces were black and their bodies were stiff, but they rushed to the shore one by one with huge shouts.

Arrow rained rounds of shooting, and people were constantly killed by arrows in the water on the shore. The red blood was churning in the river, and the cold and stiff bodies were floating in the water. The scene was terrible. However, the number of Ming soldiers constantly pouring out is increasing. After more than 2,000 casualties, under the eyes of nearly 10,000 people's Tatar archers, these wet and cold-war soldiers finally rushed to the river bank.

Immediately followed by a more cruel hand-to-hand battle. Both were placed on the gentle river bank, on the dam, and on the withered grassland. At first, the Ming army suffered more casualties, but with the subsequent landing of soldiers and horses, within two hours, nearly 30,000 soldiers and horses from Shenshu Camp, Yangwei Camp, Yan'anwei and Ningxia Zhongwei successfully crossed the river. The situation was quickly reversed.

The total number of soldiers and horses guarding Linhe County in fact is only 27,000, which is all the available soldiers they can mobilize north of the Yellow River, and there are tens of thousands of people, but that has nothing to do with the outcome of the war. There are still 10,000 cavalry left in Linhe County, which was left by Urus as the main guard against the Great Khan. The soldiers and horses here are only more than 16,000 soldiers and horses led by Bars, the third son Barth and the general manager of Wanhu. The ratio of the two sides is almost two-to-one, which obviously has an advantage for the Ming army.

When Song Nan and Wan Zhi led a thousand soldiers and horses to join, the whole war situation was actually coming to an end. The Ming army divided the Tatari soldiers into several pieces and was slowly strangling them.

Song Nan saw a salam general rushing back and forth with blood. At least dozens of Ming soldiers died under his machete and couldn't help frowning and asked, "Who is that man?"

"That man is bald and fierce, and the ten thousand households of the charla are in charge of Batu." Someone replied.

Before Song Nan opened his mouth, Wan Zhi had run out. He was afraid that Song Nan would engage in personal heroism again, so he simply fought in advance. Besides, in recent years, he has been suffoted to death and has never had a chance to go to the battlefield. At this moment, he can't stand the big scene of fighting.

Wan Zhi rushed to Batu's side. Batu was roaring and wiped the machete from the neck of a Ming army soldier, and the hot blood spewed out of his face, but he stretched out his hand indifferently and opened his blood-red eyes to find the next target. Suddenly, an embroidered spring knife was right in front of him, and a tall man dressed like a groom in a big red armor was standing in front of him and staring at him fiercely.

"Are you Song Nan?" Although Batu did not take a picture with Song Nan, he looked at the man's dress in front of him, which was the official's clothing of Jinyiwei, and subconsciously thought of Song Nan.

"Do you also deserve Lord Song to take action? I'm your grandpa Wanzhiwan. I'm going to die. Wan Zhi shouted and scolded.

Batu sneered and said, "Unknown, you are not Song Nan. For me, you are no different from the corpses all over the ground. I don't care who you are."

Wan Zhi scolded angrily: "Arrogant." His footsteps moved and came to Batu in an instant, and the embroidered spring knife in his hand quickly and unparalleledly cut into Batu's door.

Batu took a sip and blocked the embroidered spring knife on the machete. Wan Zhi did not collect the knife, but pressed it with both hands. Batu only felt that the manpower in front of him was infinite. He quickly gritted his teeth and carried it. It turned out that it was not a flashing struggle between the two, but a brute force with only one move. Although brute force is used, it is more dangerous than a real fight. Whoever does not have enough strength will be directly pressed into the blade into the body by the other party. It seems to be a struggle, but it is actually a life-and-death struggle.

The two people were equally popular and stalemate for dozens of breaths. Gradually, the embroidered spring knife took the upper hand and pressed the machete to Batu's chest. Batu's face was full of blood, and he could not see his red face. However, seeing that his strength was not low, he suddenly shouted, pushed his arms forward hard, and his body jumped back. Wan Zhi did not allow him to get out easily, jumped up, and the embroidered spring knife drew an arc and stabbed Batu with a huge wound on his chest and abdomen.

Batu shouted and the blood in front of him gushed out with a machete, but he gasped and laughed, "Is it Wanzhi? If my strength hadn't been consumed by my strength, you would not have been as strong as me.

Wan Zhi took the knife and stood up and nodded, "That's the case."

Batu's eyes showed joy and said, "Do you admit that? Good man."

Wan Zhi said, "You are also good."

The smile on Batu's face slowly converated, and his eyes gradually became gray. He suddenly knelt down to the west and said hoarsely, "Shan, Batu tried his best... Batu went to Changshengtian first to be happy."

After saying that, his head and neck drooped and died silently.