This time, Mao Jue launched a large army and led a total of 250,000 people south to attack Qing, but these 250,000 people were not all the troops stationed in Dongjiang.

After repeated immigration, the population of Dongjiang has reached about 2 million. Under the extreme signs of the extreme, those veterans between the ages of 35 and 50 can still raise more than 100,000. After the spring plowing was over in May, the farming work was free, and more than 10,000 people put on armor under the battleship in Dongjiang and carried steel guns, took the train to go south to fight side by side with their children.

Moreover, Dongjiang was not fighting alone, and Mao Jue had vassal state troops to mobilize. In May, the Li Korean troops, who were also rushing to complete the spring plowing, completed the assembly under the command of Li Shanhai, and 30,000 troops advanced eastward.

The Japanese samurai who had gathered to go out to sea since April also completed the assembly at this time, with a total of more than 40,000 people, composed of daimyos such as Nagazo, the Maori family, the Shimazu family, the Kuroda family and other daimyos. Among them, Mao Jue's command was the first time that the family emblem of the Tokugawa family's beautiful 18-petal chrysanthemum was lit up.

Finally, with more than 10,000 troops settled in Dongjiang, there were 80,000 troops heading south along the railway line.

The first phase of the battle was almost a battle of tough battles, and they were all elite! These low-morning and decadent troops had no effect except for consuming food, but instead increased the logistics pressure on Dongjiang. Therefore, when they sent troops in November last year, Mao Jue did not summon the vassal vassal army. It was not until March when he decided to go south to attack Kaiyuan that he issued a convening order.

It is obviously not cost-effective to fight Dongjiang's elite in the siege and attrition, and it is time for these cannon fodders to appear.

However, these cannon fodders obviously did not have the awareness of being cannon fodder. Yesterday, they learned that outside the Wula City in Jilin, there were several large camps of Mongolian tribes united, with millions of sheep and hundreds of thousands of cattle and horses. The two commanders Li Shanhai and Tokugawa Nobushe were climbing and rushing to the battlefield at night. The Japanese soldiers directly attacked the Mongolian tribe's camp despite their fatigue.

The entire night sky north of Songhua River seemed to be dyed red by the fire of war. The roar, shouting and fighting sounds were heard clearly in the Jilin Ula City on the other side of the river. The Japanese warriors and Mongolian cavalry, after Kublai Khan's conquest against Japan four hundred years ago, collided fiercely on the Songhua River.

But I don’t know if these little dwarfs are born to be nemesis of Mongolian warriors. This second confrontation was still the Japanese warrior Dafari City. The night sky full of fire lights kept echoing with the fierce and hideous laughter of the Japanese.

"Hahahaha, Bagana! Kurusta is on the road!"

The big bow made of bamboo was bent over, and the sticky blood beads flowed down the antlers on the helmet to their faces. Several Eastern warriors walked out of the felt bag with satisfaction, and turned around and placed the arrow that lit his head on the bow, trying to burn the felt bag.

But at this critical moment, several sharp arrows in the darkness suddenly shot out. With the sound of thumping, there was an extra trembling armor-breaking arrow in the vests of the three warriors. The eyes were wide open and they fell to the ground in a daze. The last warrior left turned around in horror and lifted his bow up to fight back, but he was destined not to shoot the last arrow. In the flash of lightning, the Mongolian horse had already rushed to the front, and with a loud snatching knife, it directly cut the terrifying and ugly face and the beard in half.

Mongolian cavalry has never been good at defense, not to mention that the camps scattered on the vast plains are invincible! Moreover, most of the more than 60,000 Mongolian cavalry were detained as cannon fodder by Huang Taiji, and there were only a few thousand cavalry left here. Even if the old and weak in fifty or sixty years old were tossed, the number was only 10,000 or 20,000. They were penetrated by as many as 40,000 Japanese warriors. The tribes at a disadvantage could only run back and forth in the camp to take advantage of the chaos and kill and injure the invading Japanese troops.

But the price paid is blood!

After chopping down the last Japanese warrior, the Mongolian man didn't even look at the body. Instead, he turned over and dismounted in an impatient manner and broke into the yurt. The curtain he lifted opened just out of a corner of the tent. Next to the fire, the young woman wearing a bead crown was wide open and she lay silently in the pool of blood beside the fire. Around the fire, several children were also lying down everywhere, and hideous knife wounds filled their young bodies.

The next second, the curtain fell, and the tent was filled with a shrill howling sound of beasts.

In the Central Plains, the Mongolian cavalry who had been involved in the tigers behind the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry had created many blood karmas, and there were no one who had fallen under their swords. This time, they were on the road to attack Dongjiang, but it was their turn to destroy the family, and the pain was also so painful that it was too painful to be alive.

The dense footsteps sounded at the door, and then the fierce cracks collided with a crisp sound. Physical constitution, the meat-eating Mongolian cavalry was indeed much stronger than the Japanese samurai, but there were no people. The Nota knife that was slashing across the head was just blocked, and the narrow and long samurai sword had penetrated straight into the thighs of the Mongolian rider. Then, in the sound of a sniff, four or five samurai swords pierced from the back, from the ribs, and from the waist.

The Mongolian rider's loyalty to Anda is also worthy of admiration. He spits blood in his mouth and waves the grassland scimitar with his right hand to block it weakly. In his mouth, the Mongolian man was still shouting at the yurt anxiously, wanting the Mongolian leader who entered the tent to escape quickly.

"Baga barbarians who are enemies of Dongjiang!"

He has personally experienced the Osaka Mitsunomi Formation! The commander of this Japanese group, the funny beard of Tadara Honda, who was once loyal to the shogunate, raised his face upwards with disdain and pity, and then waved his face down fiercely.

The next moment, the rocket that had not been released just now shot out from the big bow like a meteor shower and landed on the felt bag. In the crying of pain and thunder, a huge fire rose again in the messy Mongolian tribal camp.

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Several Mongolian horses were running over the edge of the fire. The rider riding a horse was full of messy hair and his braids were already gray-haired. He had just let go of his hands when the Japanese warrior was rushing towards the rushing towards the fire, but the war horse under his crotch screamed and carried forward, throwing the man heavily to the ground.

He let go of the Japanese gun that was blocked by the tripping horses in his hand, and squatted in the shadow of the tent, and surrounded it like a dozen Japanese warriors and ghouls. He smiled and waved his hands in horror, and pulled the samurai sword hard, and blood splattered on the ugly faces.

On the other side, several women shouted in fear, while rabbits hid in the yurt beside them, while the Japanese army chasing behind them had slack belts, and shouted with a slutty and ugly smile on their faces and crawled in. After a moment, the horrified and desperate shouting heard the men riding horses nearby with red eyes.

But there is nothing we can do!

The situation changed so dramatically. This evening, before Katyusha showed his power, these Mongolian cavalry were still following their Eight Banners masters to Wula City in Jilin, and bloodied the more than 30,000 Hegang troops under Sun Chuanting, and then killed them on the Heilongjiang Plain, killing them into a sea of ​​corpses and blood. However, after only three hours of turning back, their family members turned to become the spoils of others. There were bloody massacres everywhere, and this scene was clearly reflected in the telescopes of Sun Chuanting and others on the top of the city.

"It's not the time!"

Putting away the telescope and not looking at the tragic situation on the battlefield, Sun Chuanting shook his head helplessly.

But he heard this and his hands were wrapped in bandages. Yuan Dabao, the general who was leaning against his personal soldiers, immediately turned his head unwillingly.

"Mr. Military Chief! You didn't see that when the Tartars were in trouble in the Central Plains, the people of the Central Plains caused them to harm them! They deserved it! If they don't herd cattle on the grassland to beat our Dongjiang, they deserved it! Mr. Military Chief, why do you still sympathize with them?"

"I'm not a corrupt scholar!"

After being despised by a reckless man, Sun Chuanting immediately blew his beard and stared at him, shouting in anger: "Mao's army drove the tigers and wolves into the army, thinks that the minions! It's time to put some flesh and blood to these Japanese pirates and ghosts! I mean, they came at the wrong time! The army of the army arrived first, and they arrived again, and they happened to join the siege. They arrived first, but the army had not arrived. If you were still stupidly trapped under the Wula City of Jilin? I'm afraid that Huang Taiji would run away with the main force of the Tartars!"

These words really woke Yuan Dabao up. He slapped his dislocated slap on his thigh, but he stretched himself out and grinned. This guy shouted with an ugly face.

"What Mr. Jun said! Why did you forget this? Yuan Liu and Yuan Ba, hurry up and mess up all the brothers and watch these Tartars! After losing so many brothers these days, when you collect thirty taels, you can't let the Tartars run away!"

He yelled and rushed down the city, but Sun Chuanting looked at it and was only intriguing. When he was about to win a great victory, he could not let the other party fight back with a low blood.

But when the words reached their throat, they were swallowed by Sun Chuanting.

Behind the city, one big array after another had arrived at the city, and could drive into the city along the railway bridge at any time. Moreover, the morale of the Qing army has also been hit and hit, so it should not be able to move. It would be a good thing for Yuan Dabao to watch.

Under his feet, the brigade of soldiers and horses rushed out along the battlefield during the day. Looking at them, Sun Chuanting was really moved.

The court clearly has a beautiful country in the pass, but when he was under the court, he lacked food and clothing, and had to raise his own military pay. He was a coward. It is said that in the small land of Dongjiang and the bitter and cold place, Mao Jue waved his hand and had hundreds of thousands of troops. Although the war was hard this month, none of his brothers were hungry for a day and had meat every meal! He worked hard for such a lord, even if he had fought hard for a day, the young men were still full of the end with just one order.

With such a powerful force, what else can stop Dongjiang?

If you follow Mao Jue into the pass..., change the dynasty and generation..., follow the dragon's merit!

The belief that I have always adhered to has actually collapsed bit by bit since I joined the 19th Factory. This thought suddenly arose, like wild grass, spreading uncontrollably in Sun Chuanting's heart. He picked up the telescope again, but his attention was no longer on the battlefield.

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The Jiangbei was full of fun, and Sun Chuanting had tossed up. The Qing army, who had also entered Wula City in Jilin, naturally could not have known it. The one who distributed the ghost painting talismans to the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty. Ning Wan, who received the news, ran to the Qing army in a hurry.

"Urgent report! Emergency military information! Minggou is coming to reinforcements again! The old slave wants to see the emperor on the horse!"

But even though he shouted and was guarding the Central Army, the sarcoma on his neck was already big, Tu Lai, who was sick, was weak and blocked him tightly.

"Mr. Ning, the emperor is asleep, go back!"

"But the emergency military situation, Minggou is already in ***Beijing..."

"Don't you understand yet? Lord Ning, the emperor is asleep, go back!"

After all, I am not a stupid person. According to Huang Taiji's style, there is already a lot of noise. How can he not know? The emperor is asleep. Tu Lai has already explained the matter clearly. In an instant, Ning Wan, I was like a skinny dog ​​who broke the spine. It seemed to have been drained from all my strength. My eyes were dull and I staggered back. After walking a few steps, my feet became soft and I fell to the tent next to me.
Chapter completed!