The soldiers from Kaiyuan stepped onto the pontoon bridge and marched to the south bank in battle formation, with orderly formation and solemn military appearance.
Mao Wenlong couldn't help but sigh:
"The orders and prohibitions are followed, and it is indeed the demeanor of a strong army."
Last night, before the Xiangbai Banner launched its fifth attack, Mao Wenlong led the remnants of his troops to the city from the east gate. Under the cover of the Kaiyuan Cavalry Battalion rushing into formation, they crossed the river overnight and retreated to the north bank.
The bloody battle in Hunhe made the Liao Town military leader numb to death. When Mao Wenlong witnessed his fourth brother's heroic sacrifice for the country and Xiong Jinglue being beheaded by Jiannu, he was also prepared to die in battle.
However, when he saw Liu Zhaosun leading the cavalry battalion to attack the pontoon bridge and fighting the two yellow flags in a bloody battle, he was like a moth fluttering into the fire, regardless of death.
The bloody bravery shown by the Kaiyuan general soldier rekindled the raging fire in Mao Wenlong's dead heart.
He chose to live and keep fighting.
"Commander Liu, last night, General Kai's soldiers were brave and good at fighting, far superior to ordinary servants. I wonder how you train your troops?"
Mao Wenlong had heard about the achievements of the Kaiyuan Army for a long time. When he was in Kuoyang, he heard that Liu Zhaosun's soldiers were not afraid of death. They defeated the Xianglan Banner in the Hunjiang River, exchanged lives for lives in Kaiyuan, and defeated four of the eight banners.
He was very interested in the Kaiyuan Army. At first, he thought they were servants recruited by Liu Zhaosun with a lot of money. However, when he saw that there were three to four thousand soldiers, he rejected this idea.
If 3,000 people are all servants, how much money will it cost to raise them? It should be noted that when Li Chengliang was at his peak, he only raised 3,000 servants.
Liu Zhaosun looked up at Mao Wenlong. He didn't know much about this controversial figure in the history of the late Ming Dynasty.
It is said that there is an inextricable love and hatred between this man and Yuan Chonghuan.
I thought that a few hundred years later, a group of keyboard history enthusiasts were divided into two groups, arguing over who was right and wrong, Mao and Yuan, and wanted to kill each other.
Liu Zhaosun decided to have the opportunity to let these two people work together to see what magical things would happen.
"There is nothing special about my military training. I just provide the soldiers with adequate food and pay and strict military discipline. I am a servant. I will charge into the battle every time I fight. Only when all the soldiers are looked at can they move forward."
A fishing boat full of arrows arrived at the river beach on the south bank first. Two long card players jumped towards the river beach under the dense rain of arrows, and a group of Yuanyang Formation soldiers followed closely behind the long card players.
The Ming army, which was the first to arrive at the south bank, received intensive care from the archers on the south bank. A hail of arrows immediately shot out from the river bank, which was more than one person high away from the river beach, covering the thirteen-man mandarin duck formation soldiers.
The Houjin soldiers from Niulu who were responsible for the defense of this section of the river included Baoyi and Zhenyi. They were affiliated with Zhenglan Banner.
At present, each banner has insufficient troops, so Bao Yi is assigned to each Niulu to assist his masters in defense.
After several rounds of rocket attacks, they suffered heavy casualties and their morale was low. There are less than a hundred Houjin soldiers who can still fight.
A dozen soldiers with their necks hunched, wearing armor pulled from the dead, holding knives and sticks in both hands, looked nervously at the Ming troops who landed.
In comparison, their masters were a little better. As soon as the boat docked, the Zhenyi armored soldiers raised their rifle bows and fired a burst of heavy arrows.
Under the cover of long cards, the first wave of soldiers who came off the battlefield suffered no casualties and quickly approached the Houjin soldiers on the river bank.
The soldiers fired two waves of heavy arrows, but found that they had no effect, and then threw another wave of dense flying axes.
The flying ax hit the long card, making a dull banging sound. The two long card players fell back and were held up by the arms of the Tao Palladium player behind them.
The spearmen quickly approached to within ten paces. The archers in the front row on the shore dropped their rifles and ran around like ants on a hot pot.
The spear pierced the figure shaking in front of him. Two Houjin archers screamed and fell to the ground. A spearman climbed up the slope and was hit by two heavy knives. He screamed and fell down. The spearman behind continued to stab and killed a spearman. After the name, he was killed by the golden sword and shield hand.
As soon as he climbed up the slope, he was attacked by two Hou Jin soldiers. After stabbing one of them, he was quickly killed by Hou Jin soldiers.
Then a sword and shield soldier climbed up from the river bed. He used his shield to block the siege of two Houjin soldiers.
This young man of fifteen or sixteen years old had a nimble body and could dodge left and right. Three barbs could not kill him for a moment.
Soon, a tall palladium hand jumped up. He was originally a miner and had great strength in his hands. While screaming, he danced the seven-foot-long palladium in his hand like a tiger.
Facing this violent thief, the three Bagas were unable to get close for a while.
Soon, another fire gun soldier climbed up. Before he could see what was going on above him, he raised the loaded three-eyed gun above his head and pulled the trigger in the direction of the gold soldier behind him, making a loud bang.
A Ba Ya La was hit in the lower abdomen. The distance between the two sides was only five steps. Within this distance, the armor was no different from paper.
He covered his stomach and rolled around on the ground. With a roar, the palladium hand suddenly stabbed Ba Ya in the neck with the palladium. Ba Ya couldn't dodge, and half of his face was stabbed by the palladium teeth, which were torn off. The Jurchen warriors let out a shrill howl.
The two Ba Ya Lai swung their maces and charged towards the Tao Palladium hand. A spearman climbed up from behind, followed by a sword and shield man. The four formed a three-talent formation, forcing the two Ba Ya Lai back a few steps, and fired. The gunslinger reloaded, hid behind the long card, and pulled the trigger again.
As the remaining fourteen fishing boats docked, more than thirty Yuanyang Formation soldiers quickly boarded the river bank.
At this time, more than 400 soldiers who landed on the shore had already formed a small position on the shore, and the long card players used long cards to form a shield formation.
They pushed forward towards the pontoon bridge on the south bank against the swarming rear armored soldiers.
The pikemen and soldiers stood behind the shields, constantly thrusting at the dense Houjin soldiers at the front.
The fire gunner had given up on slow reloading and threw the stone mines he carried into the sky one by one.
Zhenglan Banner, which had 13,000 Zhenyi armored soldiers, lost more than 2,000 people in the fighting last night. Just before the Ming army landed, a rocket attack killed another thousand archers and injured another thousand armored soldiers. There are only 8,000 armored soldiers left who can still fight.
There were about 3,000 people surrounding the shield formation, and the remaining 4,000 armored soldiers of the Zhenglan Banner were responsible for guarding the pontoon bridge.
Three thousand Zhenyi armored soldiers surrounded the 500 Kaiyuan legion. In the front row was a group of Bagas armed with large axes and heavy knives. They wielded their swords and slashed at the shield array, trying to break a gap.
The long card players behind the shield formation leaned over to hold the long card tightly. The spearmen and the spearmen crossed the long card and stabbed towards the opponent. The bagaras on the opposite side also had long knives to chop down the long cards that came forward. Gunner.
The short, agile sword and shield hand lowered his body, burst out from the gap at the bottom of the long card, and chopped at the calf of Bagala running around outside.
The stone thunder exploded like fried beans on the south bank position. Each explosion could take away the lives of seven or eight rear Jin soldiers around the explosion point.
Hou Jinbing, who was hit by stones and porcelain shards, fell to the ground and rolled around, and was soon trampled to death by his panicked companions.
By the time each fire gunner had thrown all the five stone mines he carried, the shield formation of the warriors had been shrouded in white mist. The injured Houjin soldiers were running around like headless flies. Many of them were pushed down by their companions and stepped on the ground. , there were shrill screams everywhere.
The Jin soldiers behind the perimeter were a little frightened when they saw the miserable situation around the shield formation, and no longer dared to charge here.
There were only a group of fierce armored soldiers and Bagara stabbing each other across shields and spearmen, brutally exchanging lives.
At this time, the auxiliary soldiers and gunners who crossed the river in fishing boats also came ashore.
Ten gunners, under the cover of a group of Yuanyang Formation soldiers, quickly moved the five tiger squatting guns to a pile of sand on the shore.
The three long card players blocked the heavy arrows flying from the east, west and south. The auxiliary soldiers quickly dug out five large pits more than three feet deep with shovels. The pits were surrounded by a circle of large pebbles more than a foot high.
The artillerymen squatted in the pit and began to fire at the Houjin soldiers who were approaching the shield formation fifty steps away.
This distance is just within the shooting range of the Crouching Tiger Cannon. Kaiyuan Workshop designed the shells of the Crouching Tiger Cannon to resemble warheads like the Divine Fire Flying Crow. Every time it explodes, hundreds of deadly shrapnel will be shot out, falling into the dense crowd. One shell was a dense rain of blood.
Later, the Jin army had no artillery to fight back, and it was difficult for the heavy arrows to break through the stone walls and hit the artillery in the pits.
The five squatting tiger cannons were like the god of death. They continued to harvest the lives of the golden soldiers at the speed of one shotgun blast per minute, turning the already chaotic Zhenglan Banner formation into a pulp.
Despite the continuous bombardment, the shield array was still stuck more than 200 paces from the south bank of the pontoon.
Bagala and the Zhenyi armored soldiers held the wounded and coated soldiers in front to block the approaching long shield array. More and more Houjin soldiers were killed, and finally a ring formed around the shield array. , the body submerged the long card player's calf.
The shield array was blocked in a circle of corpses and could no longer move. Bagara drove the corpses on the ground to form a hill. The archers stood on the corpse mountain and shot arrows at the unarmored gunmen in the shield array.
At this distance, fire guns had no advantage over bow and arrow shooting. With bursts of screams, most of the fire gunmen who could not escape were quickly shot to death, and hundreds of Bagalas were killed by them.
Without long-range attacks in shield warfare, the combat effectiveness dropped sharply. The soldiers could only carry long cards, step on the corpses on the uneven ground under their feet, and endure five times the enemy's attack on the spot.
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