Some people are fighting hard in the river, and more people have been washed away by the river. In less than a quarter of an hour, hundreds or thousands of people have disappeared in the river without a trace. Only a few of them have a good water nature swam on the shore. They are still in shock and are shining. Not to mention weapons and armor, there is not even a single robe left. Please search Pinshu.com to see the most comprehensive and fastest updated

Someone around Yang Yi cried out. In the eyes of some new recruits, the things in front of him were too terrible, almost beyond their tolerance. There were people fighting on the battlefield and some people died. But seeing so many companions washed away by the river, there was nothing to do here, and this feeling was really bad.

"Cry your mother's cry."

A military officer who looked like a thousand-president rode his horse by, whipped a few crying recruits and beat them. After a few whips, the crying disappeared, leaving only begging for mercy.

"This is like this bird when fighting. If you don't have good luck, you will die first. If you are not careful, you will die. Everyone will cheer up and kill the enemy with General Du to make meritorious contributions."

Mr. Qian shouted in a heavy Shaanxi accent, and while he took his servant forward, he walked away in a short while.

Yang Yi held back his anger, Zhou Daniu and others looked bad, and the Shangguans treated them like bad things, and encouraged them to kill the enemy at this time, who could really raise their minds at once.

After everyone put on their clothes and cloth or leather armor again, they arranged the queue. There were more than 10,000 soldiers and horses across the river. There were very few soldiers in Liao Town like Yang Yi, most of them were elite troops from Xuanda and other places. Du Song himself and his servants also crossed the river and rushed straight to the direction of Jilin Cliff.

There are mountains and steep mountains around it, and it is difficult to see the flat ground after the river beach. The mountains range from flat to steep, with dense forests everywhere, growing along the mountains. Behind it is a turbulent river mixed with green and yellow colors. Everyone's face is ugly. They have no knowledge and do not know that this terrain is similar to a dead place in military tactics.

"You Liao soldiers are so afraid of birds. We will fight Tartars like Jiannu every year. I don't know how many northern barbarians killed with my big gun. The eastern barbarians are stronger than the northern barbarians, so why can't they be better than the northern barbarians?"

A group of Xuanfu soldiers formed a formation and moved forward under the leadership of a Dusi. A Xuanfu soldiers carrying guns shouted at Yang Yi and his group. The Xuanfu soldiers around him might also be Shaanxi soldiers, Yansui soldiers, Datong soldiers, and groups of border soldiers who were transferred from the nine sides had just wiped their bodies, with a kind smile on their faces, and laughed at the panicked Liaozhen soldiers.

Yang Yi also felt a little ashamed. He felt that he was thinking too much, and his subordinates were also a little afraid. The northwest border troops transferred from Datong, Shaanxi, did not receive much salary, and they were still guest soldiers thousands of miles away from home. It took half a year to walk on the road. As a result, the morale of these people was much stronger than that of the Liao soldiers. I really felt ashamed when I thought about it.

Zhou Daniu and his friends also lowered their heads and walked forward quietly.

Liao Town suffered serious losses in several wars last year. Qinghe and Fushun lost more than 10,000 people, and nearly 20,000 people were lost in the wild and wave battles. These were all veterans. This time, the proportion of new soldiers in Liao Town was the highest, and their morale and combat effectiveness were of course far inferior to the remaining nine-sided soldiers.

A hundred general was riding on the horse and watching the movement here. He saw the flag that this was an officer transferred from Ji Town. There were not many personal soldiers around him. He was probably a down-and-out and unsuccessful lower-level officer. The armor on his body was so bright that it was very old. He looked pretty, had big eyes, but his face was full of shiny black beard. He was paired with a bright helmet and bright armor. He looked majestic and brave.

The President of the Hundredth General glanced around and said loudly: "No matter what, if you join the army and eat food, you will kill the enemy. Everyone will sing a military song to enhance the spirit."

The people around him agreed randomly, and a voice suddenly started to rise: "Thousands of people are united, Mount Tai can be shaken."

The Xuanfu soldiers who had just carried the gun smiled and sang: "Only loyalty and righteousness, the spirit of fighting bulls"

More people followed suit and sang, and their voices were high and low, and the tunes they sang were all kinds of strange, but they were generally mainly Beiyin and Qin Opera.

In front of him was the snow-covered mountains, dense forests hidden the eyes, and behind him was the surging river water. An indescribable emotion suddenly surged in Yang Yi's heart. He felt that he wanted to cry, his body couldn't help but feel hot, his throat tightened, and his fists couldn't help but squeezed them tightly.

The President glanced at everyone and sang loudly: "The Lord will kiss me, better than my parents."

Everyone sang: "I will be free if I violate military orders."

"Tell the order Mingxi, and reward and punishment letter."

"I dare to stay late when I go to the water and fire"

Everyone's voices became louder and louder, and their tone became more and more exciting. This was the military song written by Qi Jiguang when he was in charge of the general. Although it was not a traditional Qin army song, it was successful in simple and exciting and catchy. It was already sung in many places in the north, and Liaozhen also sang it. At this time, there were many people singing along the river. There were high singing everywhere on the bank of Hunhe River.

At this time, Yang Yi couldn't help it. He trembled and sang loudly: "Report to the emperor, save the Guizhou head."

Zhou Daniu, Cheng Fang, Li Mingli, more and more people straightened their chests and shouted with all their strength: "Kill all the Japanese slaves and find a title of marquis."

"Kill the Captain" Yang Yi pulled out the waist knife in his hand and roared in a roar.

"Killing the Captain" Cheng Fang and others raised their swords and guns and shouted together.

"Kill the enemy, kill the enemy" more people yelled like this. The voices of more than 10,000 people gathered into huge waves, like waves hitting the shore, towards the direction of Jiefan Mountain.

In front, the drum sounded, and some generals finished the whole team under Du Song's order. The forward had arrived at the bottom of Jilin Cliff. Standing in the direction of Yang Yi, you could see many figures running on the cliff, but I couldn't feel how many Jurchens were and whether the resistance was fierce. He tightened the sword in his hand and felt a high fighting spirit in his heart.

At noon, a large group of people were stationed not far from Hezig.

The Eight Banners soldiers gathered their war horses, fed them to feed them, and carefully took care of the somewhat thin war horses.

Whether it is a nomadic or a fishing and hunting nation like the Jurchens, war horses are extremely important to them. Hunting is a part of their lives, just like the hoes and oxen of Han people. Bows and arrows and war horses are the tools of life for the Jurchens or Mongolians, and unlike the Han people, war horses and bows and arrows are only needed when fighting.

Almost all of these barbarians are born warriors. After mobilizing these days and long-distance marching, it is almost impossible for Zhang Han to see the tired look on the Jurchens' faces. They are still full of energy and physical fitness.

When Zhang Han was patrolling the team, many Jurchens looked at him with curious eyes, but no one responded or acted. Over time, Zhang Han ran to many places, and many people from Niu Lu had seen him. He knew that this Ming people dressed in Chinese and his subordinates were Lao Khan's guests, not enemies.

Even so, Zhang Han still felt a lot of hostile gazes.

The hostility of the Jurchens to the Han people was caused by hundreds of years. Unlike the Mongolians, these guys were always suppressed and beaten. The city was burned by the Ming army again and again. The most recent time, even Lao Khan's grandfather and father died in a military disaster. It is conceivable how miserable the Jianzhou tribe was suppressed back then.

They have come and go with the Mongolians, and everyone has their own blood tents. The Jurchens belong to the party who has been bullied, so they may feel more angry.

Of course, Zhang Han was also willing to believe Duoer's judgment, that is, these guys are more barbaric and inhumane.

Zhang Han knew that the Great Beile Daishan had already rushed back. Yesterday Daishan led his troops to set out first. Originally, Huang Taiji was also outside, but later brought people back to the main formation. Before noon, Shishan brought back the latest news. The main force of the Ming army was divided into two parts, one part crossed the Hunhe River to attack Jilin Cliff, and most of them rushed straight to Sarhu. It is expected to arrive at the entrance of Sarhu Valley in the afternoon and stationed outside Sarhu to prepare for defense.

Erdeni, Kurchan and others also met with Zhang Han. They had no way to lead the troops to fight, and the task assigned by Lao Khan was to record the war, which could be regarded as the trusted history of the Great Jin Kingdom in the future.

Nuerhaci is much better than the Mongolian Khan Taiji in this regard. After all, he is also very Chinese and knows the significance of recording history.

"The Great Beile said that the four right-wing flags were sent to attack Dusong's troops under the cliff and attack with the troops stationed on the cliff. The Great Khan had decided not to do so, leaving only the two right-wing flags to restrain Dusong's troops, the four left-wing flags and the two right-wing flags to join forces, and the six flags were flying towards Sarhu together, and defeating the Ming army formation outside the entrance of Sarhu Valley first."

A Tangma told the latest news, Erdeni and others used their pens to record the latest situation.

"Why is this?" After the record was completed, Erdeni said with confusion: "Jilin Cliff is very important. Du Song is the head coach again. Isn't it easy to defeat this battle after capturing him?"

Xifu spread his hands and said, "Don't ask me, I don't understand either."

Kuerchan first looked at Li Yongfang and found that the forehead stroking of this Ming guerrilla general was also confused. He looked at Zhang Han again, but he saw something different on Zhang Han's face. Kuerchan asked, "What do you think about Zhang Dongzhu?"

Zhang Han shook his head and said, "It's hard to say, I can't understand it very much."

Kur smiled and did not continue to ask.

After these people walked a little further, Chang Wei said to Zhang Han: "Brother Han, why do you think Lao Khan beats like this?"

Zhang Han did not answer and said to Liang Xing first: "Have you guys thought about it?"

Liang Xing, Li Congye, Wang Yikui and others first unfolded the map in their hands. Duoer, Li Laibin and others also stood aside and looked at it. This map was drawn by Wang Anping in Liaodong in the past few months. It was very detailed and accurate. Of course, this picture was drawn quietly and did not ask the Jurchens to know. Everyone was also very cautious when using it.
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