Desert Eagle Suletan Khan

Chapter 511 Thousands of Miles of Yellow River Flowing (Part )
"Humph, I don't know whether to live or die!" Guards veteran First Class Turpan Marquis and Qinghai Ten Thousand Household Chang Xi Rimo sneered as they looked at the densely packed sheepskin rafts and boats on the Yellow River. Tuoli, the governor of Gansu and Qinghai Province, originally allocated him 35,000 elite troops. Later, he sent 10,000 Ming troops from Xining Bo Qi Tingjian, Mizhi Bo Wang Yongzhen, General Soldier Ji Jiao, deputy generals He Keliang, Liu Hongcai, Liu Denggou and Xie Rude. The remaining troops were reorganized and transferred to his command, increasing the number of troops in his hands to 45,000. Although the number was only half of the Qing army, most of them were veterans with experience in fighting in battle, and they were all brave men.

There are many veterans, the danger of the Yellow River, and a full two hundred cannons collected from Gansu, Qinghai, and Shaanxi. This is the confidence that no one in the West dares to despise the enemy. This head of ten thousand households was famous for his skill in using artillery when he was in the Huite tribe. He arranged these artillery pieces according to their range and built dozens of forts on the shore, which could effectively block the river.

The melodious horns floated in the river wind, the enemy was coming, and the river was full of sheepskin rafts.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~" the heavy artillery roared; "Boom~Boom~Boom~" the small cannon roared.

Since the Qing army mostly used sheepskin rafts, even shells fired from small cannons would overturn the rafts and kill people as long as they were hit by one shot.

A large artillery shell passed over Zhang Tianfu's head and hit a sheepskin raft, which immediately overturned. All four people on the raft fell into the rolling Yellow River and became food for fish and shrimps.

"What a risk!" Mr. Zhang wiped the sweat from his forehead and exclaimed secretly.

"Woo~wu~wu~" The horn on the Pingxi throne ship sounded in the distance, blowing the marching horn. The prince was of high status, so the ship stopped outside the range of the cannons on the shore. The marching horn was blown to the troops in front.

Seeing Wu Sangui supervising the battle in person, Zhang Tianfu gritted his teeth and ordered people to hoist the "advance" flag on the warship he was on.

Today, the Yellow River is beautiful and there are no big waves. With the efforts of the paddlers, the sheepskin raft and the small boat rowed towards the west bank. Although they could not withstand the shelling, due to the small number of people on board, the sheepskin raft could only hold four or five people, and the small boat could only hold more than ten people. Even if it was sunk, there would be no casualties. Not big either. After suffering about a thousand casualties, they finally docked one after another.

"Array up, quickly form up!" Zhang Tianfu roared, unable to contain his excitement, the military exploits that shook the sky were so close before his eyes!

His subordinates lined up one after another. A calf is not afraid of tigers. In order to claim credit in front of his father, Zhang Qilie led a thousand men from the front battalion to rush to the front.

"Yeah!" Someone stepped on the iron caltrops and rolled in pain; "Boom~boom~" Someone stepped on the explosive cannon. This kind of land thunder has been around for a long time. It has little power and cannot kill people, but it can make people lose their fighting ability in pain. force.

"Don't stop." Zhang Qilie pulled out his long knife as if he hadn't seen him. Seeing that his son's front camp was advancing rapidly, Zhang Tianfu gritted his teeth and led the Chinese army to keep up.

"I thought it was difficult to cross the Yellow River, but I didn't expect that Zhang Tianfu was the only one who managed to reach the shore." Seeing the flag with the word "Zhang" moving forward, Wu Sangui, the king of Pingxi on the ship, became confident of successfully crossing the river and waved the flag. , ordered Wu Zhimao to lead five thousand elite soldiers and follow Zhang Tianfu to land slowly.

"Kill~kill~kill~"

The Wu army came roaring in and rushed about half a mile away. They were blocked by a deep trench, behind which were filled with musketeers and archers of the Guards. The most terrifying thing is that there are trenches behind the trenches, one after another, as many as six.

"Filling the trenches", Zhang Qilie ordered his men to fill the trenches while letting the gunmen and archers in the army shoot at each other.

What he encountered were 4,000 Qinghai Turhut soldiers led by Qianhu Geertu and Tuocha, deputy capitals of the Guards. These Mongols are all good at shooting, and the number of archers far exceeds that of the Qing army.

"嗖 嗖 嗖 嗖 嗖 嗖 嗖 嗖 嗖 嗖 嗖 嗖 嗖 嗖 嗖 嗖 嗖 嗖 嗖 嗖“ ““ ““ “to the Qing army.

"Ah!" A feather arrow hit Zhang Qilie's forehead. When Zhang Tianfu arrived, his son, who had been alive just now, had become a corpse.

"My son!" The mayor burst into tears. A strong big hand touched his back, but it was Wu Zhimao, a general of the Wu Army and a simple and honest man, saying, "Mr. Zhang, please rest your sorrow for a while. The army is still waiting for us to clear the way."

After hearing this, Zhang Tianfu stopped crying. The military sentiment was so fierce that it could not tolerate the love between children.

"Brothers, follow me to kill." Mr. Zhang, who had just experienced the pain of losing his son, walked forward bravely with a shield in his left hand and a knife in his right hand. He wanted to avenge his son! Wu Zhimao also urged his men to move forward. The general fought tooth and nail, the three armies fought bravely, and at the cost of more than a thousand lives, they captured three trenches in a row.

"it is good!"

Wu Sangui on the ship was overjoyed and ordered Gao Dejie and Wu Guogui's 6,000 troops to land.

"It is said that if there are not even ten thousand Jurchens, they will be unbeatable." It is indeed well-deserved." On the high platform of the guard camp, Xi Rimo put down his telescope and praised him repeatedly. Seeing that the enemy on the opposite side was very fierce, he didn't know it was Wu Sangui's Guan Ning Army, but thought it was the Manchu and Mongolian Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty. He couldn't help praising the enemy's bravery.

"Chief Wanhu, the enemy has penetrated deep into the river beach. Do you want to light a fire? Please tell me," Du Qianhu Wanjin asked.

This Tibetan general fought bravely and won the trust of Xi Rimo. Seeing him asking, Lao Wanhu took a deep breath and slowly said three words, "Let's get started."

"Chirp ~ chirp ~ chirp ~" Several signal arrows shot into the sky.

The first three trenches captured by the Qing army were filled with corpses, some of which were actually "pretended" corpses. The dead man pretending to be a corpse took out the flint and lit the fuse.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~"

With three loud noises, the pre-planted explosives were detonated, and smoke billowed out from behind the Qing army's formation. The unlucky ones were blown to pieces, and the lucky ones lost the courage to continue the attack.

"Kill~kill~kill~" The guards Rama Dash, Wan Jin, Qi Xingzhou, Wang Yongzhen, and Ji Jiao all came out one after another.

"No, there is an ambush, retreat quickly!" Generals Gao Dejie, Wu Guogui, and Wu Zhimao ran back.

Zhang Tianfu also wanted to escape, but he was at the front and was surrounded by the roaring guards. Just as he cut down a guard, another burly man came head-on, hitting him like a mountain with the mace in his hand. With just one blow, Zhang Tianfu, the commander-in-chief of Han Qiang, burst into pieces.

Gao Dejie and Wu Guogui's troops landed last, and most of their troops withdrew. Wu Zhimao's troops suffered more than half of their casualties, and Zhang Tianfu's troops were almost completely wiped out.

On the high platform of the Qing army camp on the east bank of the Yellow River, Tun Qi, who was holding a telescope to observe the dynamics of the battlefield, saw clearly and had no choice but to order a retreat. Countless small boats and sheepskin rafts returned one after another, and countless people fell into the water in the panic. After the war, the men and horses were counted and a total of eight thousand people were lost. Seeing that the casualties were so heavy, and all of them were his own soldiers and horses, Pingxi King Wu Sangui called Chong Tianqu on the spot and refused to serve as a vanguard again.

Tunqi had no choice but to comfort him with kind words while thinking hard about good strategies. Just as he was worried, Han Dai crept in, with a worried look on his face, "General, the emperor did not let us go to war with the guards. It would be easy to win if we won, but now we are defeated. What if someone in the court joins us?" What should I do if I'm provocative?"

"Who said we were defeated? Let's go to Jinglu Guards." Tun Qi tapped his finger on the map.

(End of this chapter)