The heavens start from saving Daming

Chapter 56 You Trust Me~~~
Morale on the Tartar side was not high.

I was tossed up in the middle of the night, and I was so dazed that I didn't even eat food.

At this time, the cold and hungry were forced to charge, and the morale was high.

Hou Jin also urgently got some rice ball meat for something, so he could eat some.

But the herdsmen of the various ministries were miserable. They really went to the battlefield hungry.

Hundreds of Tartar bannermen were sprinkled among seven or eight thousand grassland herdsmen to supervise the battle, rushing forward like a swarm of bees.

Aya is an ordinary herdsman of the Naiman tribe. He was summoned by his own Taiji in a ignorant manner, saying that he was following the Great Khan to rob the Han people.

He has seen Han people, and every year, Han people drive caravans to the tribe to do business.

The things of the Han people are really good. The iron pot that every herdsman is eager to own, the cloths of various colors that the tribal girls like most, the jewelry that Su Rina misses, and the things that only the tribal leaders are eligible to enjoy. They stand by Take a sip and feel the fine wine that makes the pores of your body feel comfortable.

Their things are really good, but their hearts are more ruthless than the most cunning wolf on the grassland.

A hairpin will exchange a sheep!

When he bought hairpins for Su Rina, it really made him feel bad for a long time.

When following the Taiji nobles to send troops, Aya came with red eyes.

He wants to rob Han people, rob iron pots, rob jewelry, rob cloth, rob women!No matter what it is, he wants to grab it.

The poor and crazy herdsmen can't wait to dig out the soil on the ground and take it away.

In the end, he was disappointed. The Han people didn't grab it, but they were dragged to the river to fight against the Han army!

Looking at the iron-clad Great Wall opposite, which was shining dazzlingly in the sun, Aya's calves were cramping.

The Taiji master of their tribe also has an iron armor that is said to have been passed down from their ancestors.

Spike arrows can't hurt at all, and it can only knock out sparks when hacked with a knife, which is really enviable.

But now on the opposite side, the densely packed Ming soldiers were all wearing iron armor.

It can't be beat at all.

Aya subconsciously wanted to run away, but before she could turn her horse's head, she heard the screams of her companion Ajixi from behind.

Turning his head to look over, he saw that A Rixi, who had turned his horse and ran backward, was cut off by a post-gold supervisor.

The overseer was short, fat and strong, with a full face.A pair of yellowed triangular eyes swept over, making Aya's heart twitch.

He subconsciously wants to find Taiji, why can he kill our people casually.

But when he saw Taiji, his heart was full of despair.

Master Taiji was surrounded by several Houjin white armored soldiers, and the knife was almost on Master Taiji's neck.

Originally, from Huang Taiji's point of view, he would not do this kind of thing.

But now it has come to a life-and-death juncture, of course the hypocritical attitude of the past must be thrown away, forcing the cannon fodder to fill their lives.

Anyway, as long as you can win, you can say anything.

The shrill horn sounded again, and the tribal cavalry began to speed up.

It is impossible not to increase the speed. Dajin Banner Ding, who is supervising the battle behind, has already brandished his weapon and started to chop people. Only the dead are left behind them.

Just like that, Aya was surrounded by the people around him, and kept speeding up and slammed into the opposite Great Wall of Steel.

The sound of thunder-like cannons rang out, and scorching shells flew over, crashing into the crowd and immediately pulling out a blood gourd.

Continuing to charge forward, the sound of dense firecrackers sounded, and the tribal cannon fodder fell to the ground in rows.

Aya, who was in a hurry to control the horse to avoid the people and horses on the ground, suddenly felt that his eyes were empty, and all the people who stood in front of him were gone at this moment.

A hundred steps ahead, there is a forest of spears slanting out from the Great Wall of Steel of the Ming Army.

The survival instinct made Aya subconsciously want to rein in the horse, but the sound of crackling firecrackers sounded again from the opposite side, and he felt that his body was suddenly hit by a heavy hammer and fell off the horse's back.

Before the huge horseshoe behind him stepped on his face, the last thought in Aya's mind was.

'Su Rina, I can't go back~~~'

The turbulent cavalry slammed into the spear array of the Shenshu camp.

In an instant, countless people were killed and injured.

Looking at it from Li Yunze's side, it was as if a raging ocean wave crashed on the embankment.

He lowered his eyelids and picked up the jug, pouring wine into the glass in front of him.

"Fusang has a lot of gold and silver, and rice. We have to find a way to make them call Dad."

At this point in the battle, there wasn't much Li Yunze could do. Sitting here and being the magic needle for stabilizing the army's morale was his biggest role right now.

Not far from him, more than a dozen cannons brought in urgently, with the elevation angle adjusted to the maximum, are desperately pouring firepower into the distance.

Thousands of gunfire soldiers from the Shenji Battalion in front stood on benches and wooden boxes, and fired at the Tartar army in turn with the classic three-stage shooting.

Three-stage shooting is not an imported product. As early as the Hongwu period, Mu Guogong Mu Ying used this shooting method to maximize the advantage of firepower.

The new firecrackers of the Ming army are made of seamless steel pipes that Li Yunze bought from the modern world, which is far from comparable to the original firecrackers wrapped in layers of iron sheets.

The most notable advantage is that it can withstand continuous shooting.

Under rounds of intensive shooting, gunpowder smoke filled the eyes.

The morning breeze blows, and there is a pungent smell everywhere.

Li Yunze sat quietly with a wine glass in his hand, silently watching the tragic battlefield in front of him.

Layer after layer of Tartars collided with the Great Steel Wall, like waves crashing on the shore.

Clausewitz's war theory said that a morning's strategic decisive battle can determine the fate of a country.

In the fight between the main forces of both sides, the winner will get everything.

Whether it is the Tartars or the Ming army, they are all fighting for victory at this time.

The corpses at the intersection of the battle lines were piled up like a mountain, and the Tartars behind couldn't get through, so they simply got off their horses and turned over to kill them.

Abate, who was forced to go to the front line, led a group of Ba Yala with a sharp axe, and jumped into the formation of the Ming army with a roar.

The huge ax in his hand slashed wildly, knocking down several Ming soldiers one after another.

The Ming troops in the first few rows were all armed with long spears, and they were not capable of close combat.

A burst of gunfire passed, and Bayala, who followed Abatai over the mountain, fell down in a row, and the rest seized the opportunity to rush in and assist their master to open the gap.

This elite force successfully disrupted the nearby battle lines.

Behind the Ming army array, drums and generals roared.

The spearmen in the front row retreated quickly, and more soldiers with shields in one hand and pumpkins, or hammers, in the other stepped forward to fill in the gaps.

Both sides are wearing heavy armor, ordinary knives, guns, bows and arrows can do nothing, only those with sharp axes and heavy hammers can cause damage.

An ax struck Ming Jun's neck in front of him, and the huge impact directly broke Ming Jun's neck.

But after the Ming army fell, there were still densely packed iron cans in front of Abate.

"Why, why didn't the Ming army run away?"

Abate, who was out of breath, felt unbelievable.

In the past, it was not that they had never rushed through the Ming army's formation, but when the casualties reached such a level, the Ming army should have run away long ago.

Why don't you run away!

A hammer slammed down on his head, and Abate raised his ax to block it.

The heavy force of the impact made his hands numb, and his jaws were torn apart.

Before he could make the next move, another hammer swept over and hit his waistband.

With this blow, his waist was smashed to pieces.

Under the severe pain, Abate's legs became weak involuntarily and he knelt on the ground.

The Bayalas around frantically wanted to rescue their master, but it was already too late.

With a whistling sound, the hammer hit Abate's head.

Relying on the instinctive reaction cultivated in battle for many years, Abate moved his body desperately, and the hammer landed on his shoulder.

This blow shattered his shoulder blade.

Abatai fell to the ground, desperately raised his head, and through the messy figure, he saw the big banner fluttering in the wind in the distance.

He understood that the reason why the Ming army didn't run away was because their emperor was right behind them!

A heavy hammer fell and hit Abate's head directly, his eyes fell into eternal darkness.

"Old Ba!" Dai Shan rode over with a livid face, "We can't charge any more, let's withdraw."

The horrific loss at the front of the battle line really scared Daishan.

Even when he was on the bank of the Hun River, he didn't suffer such a heavy loss.

"Withdraw? Where to withdraw?" Huang Taiji, with bloodshot eyes, smiled coldly, "At this time, where can we withdraw?"

"This..." Looking at Huang Taiji in front of him, Dai Shan was even a little afraid, "We can go back to Shenyang City first, repair it and then ambush the Ming army."

"Second brother." Huang Taiji, who was looking at the battlefield ahead, was silent for a moment, and then calmly responded, "I can't go back. The soldiers and horses have already been thrown in. If you withdraw your troops now, the whole army will collapse immediately. At that time, the cavalry of the Ming army After chasing and killing them all the way, how many people can return to Shenyang City alive."

Dai Shan sighed, "Old Ba, I know what you're thinking. But today, the Ming Army is too difficult to chew, and I can't move it."

Huang Taiji sneered, "If you can't chew it, don't chew it? Then why fight, the whole army escapes together, and it would be better to go back to Baishan Heishui to go fishing and hunting."

"Second brother." Huang Taiji said sincerely, "I know you mean well, but we have no choice. We won't fight here today, and we will have to fight elsewhere in the future. It will not be like this now, and the main force of the Ming army will be isolated Great timing on the other side. By then, we won’t even be able to see the banner of the Ming emperor!”

"If you fight early or late, you have to fight. Even if you want to stick to Shenyang City, you will have no food and grass. You can either flee back and be a savage, or throw the warriors here, and the world will be settled in one battle!"

He looked at the big banner in the distance with some fanaticism, "It is not necessary to completely defeat the Ming army, as long as we can capture that big banner and take down the Ming emperor, we will win. Second brother, you believe me~~ ~"

Looking at Huang Taiji who had fallen into madness, Dai Shan felt palpitations.

Old Ba is possessed by a demon, and he only wants to take down the emperor of Ming Dynasty, but he is not a stone, so he can run away when he can't beat him.

Shaking his head helplessly, Daishan rode his horse back to find his son Yuetuo.

The soldiers and horses of Zhenghong and Xianghong began to move forward, filling the terrifying meat grinder.

The battlefield, which was already fierce like a fire cooking oil, became more and more hot.

There is no way out for both sides, so they can only fight to the bottom.

Li Yunze on the viewing platform narrowed his eyes.

"The soldiers of the two red flags, don't you want to fight?"

(End of this chapter)