Four shirtless golden drummers boarded the drum cart and beat the marching drums with all their strength. The majestic tap drum beats resounded on both sides of the Hun River.
One hundred and thirty soldiers of the last flag team of the 3000 headquarters quickly passed the pontoon bridge and entered the battlefield on the south bank.
Amidst the exciting sound of war drums, the mandarin duck formation composed of Kaiyuan soldiers on the south bank began to expand rapidly.
The 3,000-man Yuanyang formation swallowed spears and palladium along the way, sprayed lead bullets and stone mines, and crushed all living creatures in its way.
It smashed the Zhenglan Banner formation on the verge of collapse into pieces, leaving behind dense corpses of Zhenyi armored soldiers. Amid the horrified screams of the wrapped Aha, the Yuanyang formation was like a violent steel beast, moving forward indomitably. The east gate of Shenyang was knocked down.
On the north bank of the Hun River, Liu Zhaosun pointed his sword at the south bank under the 16-foot-long General Military Order, and a blue marching flag was immediately raised in front of the cavalry battalion.
The last 1,300 elite cavalry composed of Ye He Cavalry and Kaiyuan Cavalry Battalion, led by Bur Hanggu, deputy battalion officer of the cavalry battalion, rushed onto the pontoon bridge like a black torrent with unstoppable force.
The cavalry, in groups of four, quickly ran towards the south bank.
The rumble of horse hoofbeats soon resounded on the south bank of the Hun River. Burhanggu rushed across the pontoon bridge and had no time for the cavalry to line up, so he immediately rode on horseback to kill the Zhenglan Banner armored soldiers.
Haixi City was captured and the Yehe clan was annexed by Hou Jin. It was not only Jierhalang's Xilan Banner who contributed to it, but Zhenglan Banner also played a key role. Mang Gurtai killed many Yehe people at that time.
Yehe Jurchen met Jianzhou Jurchen, and the enemies were extremely jealous when they met.
The training methods of the Yehe cavalry under Burhanggu are basically the same as those of the cavalry battalion, and the weapons and equipment are exactly the same as those of the cavalry battalion.
Stone thunder and flintlock guns are indispensable.
The cavalry slashed and killed along the gap opened by the mandarin duck formation in front. After Burhanggu cut off a waist knife, he ordered the cavalry to stop the dog fight and formed a formation to charge and strangle the chaotic Zhenglan Banner formation.
"No more dog fights! All battalions form formations! Send more people from Jianzhou to see the eternal life!"
Burhangu, whose face was stained with blood, shouted excitedly, rode his horse up to the commanders of each battalion, and shouted at them loudly.
He killed more than ten Zhenglan Banner armored soldiers in a row. His power was exhausted, and his front hooves were soft and he fell to his knees.
Burhanggu slipped off his horse, threw away the broken waist knife, knelt down on the ground, ignored the shouts of killing all around, kowtowed to the west (Jurchens value the west), and shouted loudly:
"The omnipotent God of Immortality! Help me chop off half of Nurhachi's body today! Avenge my father and brother!"
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Liu Zhaosun looked at the messy and chaotic battlefield on the south bank, and faintly heard the sound of ringing gold coming from the other bank. He judged that the Zhenglan flag was completely cold this time.
Mang Gurtai's sudden and violent death caused Zhenglan Banner to fall apart and fall into a state of chaos without a leader.
The five Jia La foreheads below were really constraining each other, and they were not convinced by each other. They only maintained a superficial harmony in front of the Great Khan.
The Xianglan Banner was consumed in the past few days. First, it was beaten by the white pole soldiers, then strangled by the cavalry battalion, and finally the ground was washed away by the flying crows of divine fire.
After three rounds of attacks, more than 6,000 of the 13,000 men were lost, leaving more than 6,000 defeated troops.
The Great Khan of Hou Jin didn't know where he got the confidence and courage, and he wanted to count on the six thousand defeated soldiers to stop Kaiyuan's army.
After defeating the Zhenglan Banner, we still have to deal with the Two Yellow Banners and the Bordered White Banner.
The three flags combined still have at least 20,000 people, especially the white flags. The main force has not been damaged, and their strength cannot be underestimated.
However, Liu Zhaosun believed that his soldiers could break through all obstacles.
Thinking of this, he decided to cross the river in person to supervise the battle and boost the morale of the troops. Then he ordered drum chariots to cross the river with the army to cheer up the army.
"My lord, I have asked you to cross the river and fight. I think there is nothing to defend on the north bank. If the south bank is defeated, the north bank will not be spared either!"
Mao Wenlong made a military salute to Liu Zhaosun and loudly invited him to fight.
More than 500 Liao Town soldiers gathered around Mao Wenlong. They fought bloody battles at the east gate for three days, leaving more than 2,000 dead brothers behind, and fled back to the north bank overnight.
At this moment, they want to go back for revenge more than anyone else.
Liu Zhaosun noticed that the eyes of these Liao Town soldiers were shining with revenge, and many of them kept looking towards the Shenyang City Wall.
Seeing Liu Zhaosun's silence, Mao Wenlong thought that he did not agree to cross the river by himself, because according to the previous battle plan, their Liao soldiers were responsible for covering the rear of the north bank to prevent the invasion of slave reinforcements.
"Sir, many of my brothers, their family members, relatives and friends are still on the other side of the city wall! They are just watching the Tatars murder people in the city!"
Liu Zhaosun patted Mao Wenlong on the shoulder and said firmly:
"General Mao Shen, let's go, I will cross the river with you!"
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Liu Zhaosun walked slowly on the pontoon. Although no one on the other side was shooting arrows here anymore, the two guards still held up long signs and carefully walked to the front to cover him.
The bridge is less than a mile long, and Liu Zhaosun seems to have walked away for a lifetime.
Most of the corpses of the Ming army on the bridge had been moved back by the auxiliary soldiers. Only some of the corpses that were burned by fire and it was unclear whether they were the enemy's or ours were still there.
As we got closer and closer to the south bank, we could hear the screams of the golden soldiers on the other side and the roar of the Barasa.
Under the guard's whispered instructions, Liu Zhaosun took a few steps forward, and a section of the bridge deck that was burned to black appeared in front of him.
A piece of carbon-black debris was pushed to both sides of the pontoon, and may have fallen into the Hun River.
The soldiers and cavalry had just stepped across the bridge, and they had neither the intention nor the ability to care about the remains of their companions.
The auxiliary soldiers behind could not tell whether they were Tatars or their own people, so they ignored them.
Liu Zhaosun, who was wearing armor, knelt on the bridge with difficulty, staring at the burned remains of the soldiers with red eyes.
He found an unburnt long card among the ashes, and he didn't know which long card player had left it behind when he put out the fire.
At this time, there was a rapid bamboo whistle from the other side, and the soldiers had begun to move forward.
Liu Zhaosun grabbed the bowl-sized long card and stuffed it into his chainmail regardless of how hot it was.
Then he stood up, followed the two guards, and walked quickly down the pontoon.
Liu Zhaosun, whose eyes were lowered and his steps became heavier and heavier, were still close to the place where the shouting and killing sounds were.
Setting foot on the land on the south bank of the Hun River, Liu Zhaosun felt like he was back on a familiar battlefield.
Looking around, from the Hun River to the foot of the North Gate of Shenyang, within a radius of several miles, the corpses of Hou Jin soldiers were everywhere, with some Kaiyuan soldiers and Ye He cavalry lying in the middle.
Liu Zhaosun was used to seeing mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and he was already numb to the scene before him. He quickly counted the number of corpses at his feet and roughly estimated that the ratio of battle losses between Kaiyuan soldiers and Houjin soldiers was about one to five.
The river section on the west side of the pontoon is where the fishing boats landed. On the slope connecting the river bank and the river bed, the bodies of the war soldiers and Hou Jin soldiers had submerged the entire hillside.
Three hundred paces away, on the top of the Wengcheng wall, Hou Jin's soldiers were running around like headless flies. Liu Zhaosun couldn't see which flag was on the opposite side.
The two guards felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, fearing that a cold arrow would suddenly come from somewhere and hit Mr. Liu.
At this time, the auxiliary soldiers transporting war drums also caught up. Seven or eight auxiliary soldiers shouted and moved the five-foot-high golden drum from the bridge. Under the command of a general, they transported the drum cart to the battlefield on the south bank. .
Seeing that General Liu was also on the south bank, General Manager hurriedly came over to give a military salute and said with concern:
"My lord is injured, why did you cross the river, and..."
He looked at the two guards beside Mr. Liu and felt that there were too few guards. He immediately waved his hand behind him and called in a few more soldiers.
Liu Zhaosun patted the boss on the shoulder and smiled at him:
"Don't worry about me, the other guards have been sent to charge into the formation. I'm here to boost the morale of the army. Quick, set up the drums!"
The general was still worried, so he arranged for two soldiers and then directed the auxiliary soldiers to set up the drum.
"Sir, where is the golden drum placed?"
"Get closer to the east gate. I want all the soldiers to see the war drums!"
Liu Zhaosun looked eastward and saw that the Yuanyang Formation advanced more than 500 steps eastward from the south bank and was blocked by a group of Houjin soldiers. Their position was less than two miles away from the Zhejiang Army Car Camp at the east gate.
Liu Zhaosun relaxed a little and was about to follow the army to the east when Pei Dahu's voice came from behind:
"My lord, Miss Jin is awake and keeps asking me where my lord is. She wants to come find you."
He felt warm in his heart, looked up to the east, and followed the leader carrying the golden drum towards the front line.
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