On the Daliao River, Jinghua's gunboats ran amok. Both sides of the bulwarks were lined with elite Ming army servants wearing mandarin duck war robes and Gao family servants wearing brown thick cloth. What they had in common was that they all held the same Wanli weapons.
A bayonet-style rifle was firing continuously at the panicked Mongolians in the river.
As for the cannons on the ship, after they first rushed into the battlefield and cut off the Mongolian troops crossing the river, they took the initiative to turn off the fire to avoid damaging their own ships. After all, they were now approaching the stage of close combat. Although the Mongolian rafts were still wide, they were very low.
It is short and not suitable for close range bombardment with cannons. Now it relies on rifle firepower.
The Mongols are said to be invincible in cavalry and archery, but that is on horseback. Now that landlubbers are in the river, and are shooting at a steady stream of muskets from the Jinghua fleet, this kind of cavalry and archery power is not enough.
Either they were unsteady on their feet due to the waves raised by the big ship and were unable to shoot accurately at all, or they managed to shoot the arrow but did not know where it flew. Even the most skilled Mongolian soldiers among them could only shoot.
Only a few of the arrows reached the hull or bulwarks of the gunboat and eventually hit the deck.
"A battle between water and a boat", it doesn't matter who first said this sentence, but it is indeed correct most of the time.
For example, now, Jinghua's gunboats are taller and have bulwarks. Compared with the Mongolian army's rafts, which are almost on the water, the height difference is nearly two feet. Under such a situation, upward shooting is obviously extremely disadvantageous, and
The Ming army, which was shooting from a high position, was completely at the advantage of "beating a dog in the water".
The Mongolian troops in the river were in a mess. Not to mention that they had lost any command, and they couldn't even talk of fighting on their own. They were just being beaten on their own.
"What to do? What to do? What's going on downstream? Aren't all the gunboats of the Chinese Army on patrol? Are they all patrolling? The patrol came more than a hundred miles away?" Tumen was spinning anxiously on the north bank. In such a
On a late autumn morning, he was actually covered in cold sweat.
Part of the cold sweat was because the situation was out of control and critical, and the other part was fear. If Burihatu hadn't felt something was wrong just now and forcibly persuaded him to stay, he would have been beaten on the river now.
As far as the situation on the river is concerned, countless Mongolian athletes have fallen into the water and how many people have drowned. Tumen dare not count them. Think about it if they were also on the river. At this moment... Tumen Dahan is also a
Landlubber!
Fortunately, Chaohua Taiji can't chat with him now, otherwise this guy is probably going to make him crazy.
Burihatu's face turned livid at first, and now it turned a strange blood red. Whether it was anger or shame, I'm afraid even he couldn't tell clearly.
Although he finally stopped Tumen Khan and saved a little face and the Khan's trust in him, he still blamed himself very much - he was still not too pragmatic!
At first, when he heard that Gao Pragmatic himself appeared at Sanchahe Pier, he felt a little uneasy, but he still couldn't figure out the source of this uneasiness. Now he understands: Gao Pragmatic is so cautious that he is almost timid.
, if it’s not a sure thing, how could he be willing to go to the front line in person!
In other words, when Gao Pangshi appeared at Sanchahe Pier, he had already indicated that he was about to take action, and this "action" should be foolproof in his own opinion!
Burihatu was heartbroken: When an extremely cautious person thought everything was infallible, I actually thought I had a chance to win. I just felt that it was difficult to catch a high-minded and pragmatic person alive. I never thought that I was being set up.
that……
What am I thinking? What am I arrogant about? What blinds me? Hatred, or jealousy?
Whatever!
Gao pragmatic, I admit that you are still the better one today, but you might as well wait, one day, I will come back to compete with you again!
"Great Khan." Burihatu calmly called to Tumen Khan who was shouting and cursing randomly, stopped his incompetent and furious behavior, and said with a serious face: "My lord...please ask the Great Khan to withdraw his troops immediately."
"What?" Tumen Khan thought his ears were broken, and shouted with wide eyes, "You told me to withdraw my troops immediately?"
When people are in a hurry, they don't even bother to say "Ben Khan".
Burihatu pointed at the Jinghua gunboats in the river that were fighting with lions and rabbits, and said with a gloomy expression: "There are not many warriors in the river... There are not many warriors in the river anymore. Although the form on the other side is not clear, since the Ming army has an ambush, I'm afraid
The situation at Chaohua Taiji is not going to be too good either. There is a high chance that we won’t be able to wait for him...
However, after all, Chaohua Taiji brought nearly ten thousand warriors. Unless Li Chengliang's main force returned to the Ming army's ambush, it would be impossible to wipe him out in a while. But Khan, because of this, the south bank is now likely to be divided between the enemy and us.
They are in a melee situation, so the next move of the Ming army's gunboats will not be to attack the south bank. After they finish beating our troops on the river, they will inevitably turn to the north bank to launch artillery attacks. By then... Khan, what happened now, this final
We must bring back all four to five thousand troops and their tails."
Tumen Khan originally wanted to scold him, but when he heard the last sentence, a shiver ran down his spine.
Yes, if these four to five thousand remaining soldiers cannot be brought back, the throne under his butt will become even more unstable.
Tumen Khan's expression suddenly changed, he forced out a smile with difficulty, and said to Burihatu: "I am lucky to have a wise general like you, otherwise the great thing would not have happened..."
His words have two meanings. First, Burihatu reminded him in time, and secondly, fortunately Burihatu gave him a hand before. Not only did he not let him go first in person, but he also took the first batch of people across the river by the way.
The unlucky guy is the flower frying department.
So the current situation is that the Chaohua tribe crossed the Daliao River and landed with seven or eight thousand people, including Chaohua Taiji himself; in the part of the river, both Chaohua and Tumen troops were present, while the Chaohua tribe still had
A little more than that, the remaining four to five thousand are all on the river - most of them are feeding fish now.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Tumen's Chahar Division also has more than 3,000 people on the river, and now it seems that not many can come back.
In the end, there were about 5,000 people left on the north bank, which was the group that Burihatu said must be brought back in full.
"I'm ashamed." Burihatu sighed with a guilty look on his face.
But Tumen patted him on the shoulder, then turned around and shouted sternly: "The thieves are obviously powerful, and the river is not the place for our Mongolian warriors to fight! All the ministries were prepared immediately and followed the Khan to other places. No one was allowed to fight.
mistaken!"
"Great Khan! Please be merciful to the Great Khan. Most of the warriors of my tribe are still in the river..." A Mongolian general was so frightened when he heard that the Great Khan said he would leave now that he quickly came up to plead for mercy.
"You..." Tumen Khan frowned slightly. The general in front of him can be regarded as his direct descendant. He has been with him for more than twenty years. He has worked hard both in front of him and behind the horse. There is no credit but hard work. Indeed, 70% to 80% of his men have already fallen.
However, they entered the river relatively late. After being attacked by the Ming army fleet, many people had already rowed back with all their strength, and even a few who knew how to swim had already jumped into the water and swam to the shore.
"General Amuhe, you can stay if you want, but the Great Khan must leave first... You don't have to glare at me, but let's see what the Ming gunboats in the river are preparing to do?" Burihatu stood up and said.
Amuka turned around and saw that there were already several Jinghua gunboats with no living Mongolians nearby. Now they had begun to turn, and the black muzzles were pointing towards the north bank.
If the Ming army's artillery had been pointed at him more than ten years ago, he might not have taken it seriously, but it is no longer the case. The Ming army's artillery is not only becoming more and more powerful, but it also does not explode as easily as in the past.
Or fire off a squib.
A cold air rushed from the bottom of Amuka's back to his forehead. He swallowed and said with difficulty: "Khan... It's wise to retreat first."
Chaohua Taiji, who was fighting bloody battles in Nan'an, didn't know yet that he had been completely betrayed by Tumen Dahan.
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