At this time, the army began to discuss. If Du Song had not been rushing to cross the river, and waited for other friendly troops to arrive one after another, and then joined the artillery teams of the baggage battalion, this battle would have been much easier.

Of course, such words are just a discussion between the soldiers, and military officers at all levels dare not say such words. The general had just drunk another round of sprinkler, his eyes were red, and he was urging his troops to rotate to attack the cliff under the cliff. The Sarhu side had already started, and Du Song also had hidden worries in his heart. If he could not conquer here, he would be afraid of being surrounded by the Jurchens.

The crisis has quietly arrived, but the Ming army did not expect that the Eight Banners soldiers had already eaten more than 20,000 friendly troops, and the Northern Army came the fastest and still had to be put into the battlefield until tomorrow. The Southern Army was still walking slowly on the rugged road outside Qinghe Fort, while the Eastern Army was trapped in the even more difficult rugged mountain road outside Kuandian Fort. They had to cross multiple rivers and valley paths along the way. Many places could only pass by one person and one horse. Nuerhaci sent hundreds of people on the East Road, and there was no need to worry about it within a day or two.

These are the evolution of the entire battlefield situation. In addition to later generations who are familiar with the war, including those who look at maps and text records, they know the overall situation. At this time, even Du Song was not sure about the complete evolution. However, since the shouts of killing on Sarhu were silent, the entire army was filled with uneasy and panic. The baggage was still on the other side of the river, and there were no cannons in the army, and of course they could not set up a car formation and attack the enemy. If friendly troops could not withstand it, it would naturally be even more dangerous here.

Yang Yi and Zhou Daniu sat at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by thick dead grass, and there were some thin residual snow in the grass leaves. It was of course very cold to sit on such a ground, but no one cared about it at this time.

They were panting, their mouths were so dry that their throats were so hard that they were swallowing and spitting.

Just now, this team and friendly troops were transferred to attack the cliff. Only then did they be glad that they were not a gunman or a sword shield. The person who was transferred to the attack was about to climb up the dangerous rocks. After the distance was enough, the muskets were sent up. Arrows fell constantly while climbing and passing them up. The arrows were bleeding, and the wounded soldiers screamed. The dead grass in front of them seemed to be shivering. The forest seemed to be full of enemies. Only then did Yang Yi realize that his past experience in fighting was useless. This was not a group of dozens or hundreds of people. With courage, blood and a certain amount of martial arts, he could win. He followed the muskets up and down, without using half of his strength. He only watched a group of Shaanxi sword players climb up and down, and was shot down by a dense rain of arrows. After that, almost everyone was injured.

Many people were seriously injured by bows and arrows, some were shot through their legs, and some were shot into arrows in their arms. The worst was that they were shot by powerful arrows on their abdomen or waist. The head of the iron arrow penetrated deep into the abdomen or through the chest of their waists. Such attack methods were difficult to survive. The injured people were pale and their backs were pulled down by their partners, either by their backs or lifted. Blood kept dripping from their wounds. The tougher men changed the arrows and moaned softly. Their leather or cotton armor was shot through at close range, and they had almost no protection against the heavy arrows of Hou Jin. The flat and heavy arrow easily tore the thin armor under the powerful force and pierced directly into the human body, causing huge wounds, and even shot people's bones, messing up and tearing the internal organs. When the person was lifted down, he was already dying and was lifted to the foot of the mountain and died silently soon after.

Bows and arrows are almost toys for children to play houses in later generations, and are inconspicuous minor sports events on the sports field. At this time, these bows and arrows caused serious damage. These heavy arrows can kill black bears, or they can also shoot in large quantities or kill people.

After a while of attacking, the Ming army killed and injured hundreds of people, and the muskets also injured many defenders on Jilin cliffs. The Ming army had hope of victory. As long as the attack of such intensity was maintained, the Jurchens on the cliff would fight fewer and collapse sooner or later.

The military officers may have such confidence. For Yang Yi and others, they just want to rest quietly for a while, recover their energy, drink some water, and cool down their ignition throats.

Cheng Fang was shot by an arrow, but fortunately he was not strong enough. The arrow stuck between the few iron leaves with only a few cotton armor on his chest. He had a great fortune. The arrow was half a finger deep into the flesh, and it did not penetrate, nor did it break his ribs. Cheng was pale in color, and his hands trembled and pulled the arrow out of the iron leaves.

"Damn it, I'll save my life..." Cheng Fang's face was so white that he was trembling with his lips. He looked at the bloody flat arrow arrow and smiled bitterly, "If this arrow is called to kill, my family won't know what to do..."

"Why worry about that?" Li Mingli said in a dilemma: "I took the An family's money and went to this killing scene. I will take my life as a result. I will save my life when I go back alive. I will sell my life for five taels of silver. It would be best if my sister-in-law and eldest nephew can go back with you. It is their duty to not be welcomed. Who told us that we are poor? I will sell my life for five taels of silver."

"I don't do it for five taels of silver..." Cheng Fang said: "Besides, I didn't get all five taels. I deducted more than one tael of silver, and there were still a few dollars for fake silver. I never paid the monthly salary, and I would have to delay it for several months."

Zhou Daniu said: "I have my mother, and I can't die. My mother has been a widow early on, so it's not easy to drag me out. I want to live to be filial to her for a few years. My child is still young and still has breastfeeding."

Yang Yi said to everyone: "Say a few words, and then I will be troublesome when I hear it. I say it is disturbing the morale of the army. If you take you to behead me, I will die unjustly."

Everyone also knows that they are powerful and cannot say these words on the battlefield, but they are surrounded by brothers with confused expressions. Everyone is thinking about their own thoughts. There are many new soldiers in Liao Town, and there are few veterans. When encountering setbacks, it is easy to shake the morale of the army.

"Look at the Xuanfu soldiers," said Yang Yi: "They also get the same salary as us. They fight harder, and they don't have parents, wives and children. If they don't destroy Jiannu, everyone will be uneasy."

Cheng Fang leaned under a tree root, chewing grass roots in his mouth. He was not convinced. He felt that he had to take such a little money and had to take care of the food of his family. If he died, his family would starve to death. Those officials from the top were eating meat and drinking. What kind of soldiers in the world would protect him? If he could easily defeat Jiannu and steal some things back, it would be worth living. He would not want to fight like this. However, Yang Yi, the leader of the team, had a high prestige and he did not want to argue with Yang Yi in front of everyone.

At this time, horses came from afar, and the Ming army was resting and looking up. Many people couldn't stop them from sitting to standing up.

In fact, the generals were also uneasy. Sarhu was attacked and the two battlefields were not far apart. At this time, everyone complained in their hearts that Du Song was underestimating the enemy and made a rash move. Thirty thousand people were divided into three groups, weakening their own strength for nothing, and they did not go down to conquer Jilin Cliff in one go. The current strategic pattern is already very sinister.

"The Tartars are dispatching troops!"

Li Mingli was very smart and had a very lively vision. When everyone was looking at the pond horse, he found that there was a significant increase in figures in the dense forest on the cliff above his head not far away. Moreover, these Eight Banners soldiers seemed to be changing from their original defensive to attack. Many Eight Banners soldiers wearing gray or blue arrow robes or wearing double-breasted cotton armor began to go down from the height of the cliff. The arrows were shooting fast and densely. The Ming army, who was attacking upwards, could not raise their heads and began to slowly retreat.

"What happened." Yang Yi suddenly stood up, knowing that the most serious change had occurred.

At this time, many more pond horses came, and rushed all the way to the place where Juniper was. Then another group of pond horses rushed towards the direction of the Central Army.

Several groups of Tangma have been here before, and the army knows that Sarhu has fought with Jiannu. Now Tangma has arrived continuously, even a fool knows that Sarhu has already achieved results.

"Did you win?" Li Mingli said this, and he didn't dare to believe it in his heart.

In the Ming army's impression, there were nearly 100,000 soldiers of the Eight Banners. The main force of the Liaozhen soldiers who had been pursuing outside Fushun Pass last year also proved the combat power of the field. There were only 20,000 people from the valley entrance. If they met the main force of the Eight Banners, it would be impossible to defeat the other party in such a short time. No one believed Li Mingli's words.

"What's the news?"

The pond horses were in chaos, and they ran in batches, making a mess. There was a 100-year-old man on Yang Yi who grabbed a pond horse and wanted to find out real news.

"It's over." Tangma came from Shaanxi, and said with a sad and angry look on his face: "The ball is dead!"

"What," said the President angrily: "Tell me more clearly."

"General Zhao and General Wang were both dead, and they asked people to cut their heads. Several guerrillas and garrisons were killed. More than 20,000 brothers were dead. There were corpses everywhere. The Tartars kept hundreds of people peeling clothes and picking up military horses and horses, stripping armor and cutting their heads. We dare not get close to see. The Tartars kept some elite whistle and cavalry. If they saw clearly from afar, we would come back and report the news quickly. Sir, don't stop them, we still have to report."

Tangma shouted at the top of her throat, and everyone around him felt a bucket of ice water poured on her head from head to toe, and her whole body was cold.

At first, Yang Yi could hardly believe that even if he had 20,000 people, he still needed time and energy to kill all 20,000 pigs. Why did he ask people to kill them all at once?

But more than just this Tangma said this, more people came to report the news one after another. The people on Sarhu were indeed dead. Even the two generals died, and the army was killed around an hour, and the weapons and war horses were also lost.

Everyone's heart seemed to be filled with stones all of a sudden. The weight was too heavy, and the stone kept falling down, and his whole heart was taken down.
Chapter completed!