The ten trest bridges that Suqian rushes to repair were not intended to transport troops across the river. Under the intensive attack of the opponent's trencher, it was just a delusion. All he wanted was to repair these trest bridges to the place where the thunder fire could attack the opponent.

Hundreds of soldiers pushed the thunder fire and moved up the trest bridge. There were more than ten threst fires. The heavy threst fire squeaked and shaking, as if there were any possible collapse at any time. An officer shouted at the top of his lungs, and teams of soldiers rushed over quickly with wooden rafts, knocking pillars into the river diagonally, and supporting the bridge deck on the other end.

Of course, the Chu people knew the Thunder Fire. On the Jinghu battlefield, they had attacked the Qi people again and again under the fierce firepower support of the Thunder Fire. Everyone knew that if these Thunder Fires could reach the designated position and fire, it would be a disaster for the defenders.

All the catapults immediately gave up attacking the Ming army that had landed on the river beach and turned to the middle of the river. Like the thunderbolt fire, their catapults could only attack the center of the river. Such flying scattering shooting would naturally not be much better.

However, the splashing small stone bullet has been replaced by a big guy weighing dozens of kilograms. Dozens of them flew over at a time, and their power was scary. As long as one hit, the pier would naturally collapse, and the thunder fire above would of course not be kept.

"Hurry up, hurry up, push up." The Ming army officer who commanded the removal of the thunder fire roared anxiously. Now he was just competing with the enemy for time. The faster he reached the designated position, the faster he launched an attack on the enemy, the more he could ensure their survival chances to the greatest extent. Otherwise, if he was beaten like this, there would always be a few stone bullets that accidentally hit the trestle.

As if he was verifying his thoughts, a loud bang came from his ears, and a stone weighing dozens of kilograms hit a trestle bridge. Accompanied by the loud noise, the soldiers on the trestle bridge and the thunder fire that was moving forward, all fell into the water.

People can still get up when they fall into the water, but the Thunder Fire is an extremely heavy iron guy. When they fall into the water, they will only leave a large vortex on the water surface in a flash.

The width of the trestle is barely enough to pass through a Pili Fire, so the Pili Fire is equipped with wheels, but you still have to push forward carefully on the trestle. If you are a little tilted, you will fall into the water. Such a heavy guy is not something that a few people can do.

Suqian's face was as heavy as water. In just this short time, three thunder fires had already fallen into the water. The first group of soldiers who climbed the other shore were fighting to the death, and their situation was extremely bad. Zhuo Ren, the most powerful general under his command, was just trying to support him at this moment. The Chu army that rushed down from the river bank was trying to force them back into the river.

Three thousand people, one-third of them were lost when crossing the river, and now, one-third is gone, with only more than a thousand people left. They tried their best to use the raft crossing the river to make a simple cover on the river beach to fight with the enemy.

"The second team crosses the river!" Suqian ordered in a deep voice.

The second attack Bosses, who had already prepared for attack on hundreds of rafts, let out a shocking cry, paddled the raft and rushed to the opposite shore.

Suqian gave his opponent a multiple-choice question, whether to attack my thunder fire or attack my soldiers crossing the river.

Suqian was overjoyed by the reaction of the other side. After hesitating for a moment, the other party Chengran divided their catapult into two, attacking the pier and attacking the soldiers crossing the river.

If you gather strength, you will be strong, and if you divide strength, you will be weak. If you only choose to attack one side, you will cause the biggest casualties to the other side in a short period of time. If you are yourself, you will definitely have to attack the Thunder Fire at this time instead of the soldiers crossing the river. Obviously, Sun Runze on the other side still has too little practical experience.

Although there are many soldiers crossing the river, they are not incapable of resisting. They only need to invest more troops on the river bank. Even if the Ming army is on ashore, it will be difficult to establish a permanent position on the other side. Once a long-range destructive weapon such as Thunder Fire can launch an attack, it will pose a great threat to the opponent's catapult position and can effectively support the soldiers crossing the river.

More importantly, Suqian's army is not equipped with heavy weapons like the Thunder Fire. More than a dozen vehicles were invested at once. Now, three of them fell into the river before launching an attack. Suqian's heart was bleeding. Such heavy weapons cannot be made casually.

The power of the opponent's catapult, which dispersed its attack power, was greatly reduced. Even though he saw the rafts crossing the river being destroyed one after another, the river surface was filled with floating heads, and a smile still appeared on Suqian's face.

Accompanied by loud rumbling sounds, the first Pili Fire eight arms that arrived first began to shoot stone bullets to the opposite shore. Even at this time, countless soldiers were busy strengthening his body.

Every time he launched, the trestle would shake violently. The soldiers guarding him desperately pushed the pointed logs into the river, and then used other logs to fix them with the trestle.

Compared with the catapults on the other side, the launch speed of the thunder fire seemed too fast. Eight throwing arms were rising one after another, and stone bullets flew up one after another, and there was almost no free time in between. When the last eight thunder fires all started to be launched, Suqian couldn't help laughing.

The trencher position on the other side was completely suppressed by the Thunderbolt Fire in a very short time. At most half an hour, there were only a handful of stone bombs flying from the other side, almost no threat to the Ming army in the river. The third wave of attack was launched at this time.

Zhuo Ren is now a blood gourd. After climbing the river bank, he immediately dragged all the rafts crossing the river to the shore and built a simple position with them, and then supported them hard on the river beach.

He knew very well that his mission was not to charge him, but to firmly guard the landing site behind him for the attacking troops.

He was naturally attacked by the Chu army. When the second wave of reinforcements climbed up from the water, there were less than five hundred people left beside him, and they were all injured.

They were not wearing armor, which made their casualties very high. Even he now had a feather arrow nailed to his legs and arms.

When the familiar thunderbolt fire sounded in the sky, Zhuo Ren and his subordinates were both energetic. They knew too well the support effect of the thunderbolt fire on infantry. When this thing started to roar, it meant that the enemy reinforcements would be ruthlessly cut off, and the thunderbolt fire was enough to create a large area of ​​death.

"Kill!" Zhuo Ren and his body collided on the raft in front of him, and directly knocked down the raft that was standing up. Zhuo Ren, who was holding a shield in one hand and a knife in the other hand, rushed out like a blood tiger. Around him, hundreds of soldiers who were almost as tragic as him rushed out like tigers down the mountain.

Blood and pain can stimulate the most primitive beastlike nature deep in a person's heart. At this moment, they basically no longer think that they are still alone.

The second wave of reinforcements gathered with Zhuo Ren, and more than 2,000 of them climbed to the beach.

When Zhuo Ren rushed up the river bank, the third wave of reinforcements crossed the Gaoliang River intact. Unlike the previous two waves, they were all armed and carried all kinds of weapons.

Zhuo Ren waved his steel knife and laughed at the levee. After the embankment, the Chu army's catapult position was smashed into pieces, and corpses were everywhere. The troops that the Chu army wanted to come up to support were hit by the most violent cover of the thunder fire.

The Chu army began to retreat to the camp in the rear, while the Chu army, which was fighting against the Ming army on the river bank, began to collapse.

Suqian let out a long sigh. He looked up at the sky and the sun happened to appear in the middle of the sky. In half a day, he completed his mission of crossing the river.

"The command of the army crossing the river should not be pursued, and establish a defensive position on the spot and wait for the large army to cross the river." Suqian sat down tiredly, his palms full of sweat. Although he did not fight in person, he was not at all easier than the previous ones.

"Organize civil servants and build these dozens of trestles for me to the other side of the shore. Organize manpower to find our soldiers who fell into the water. They want to see people when they are alive and dead when they are dead."

"The injured soldiers were sent to the camp for treatment immediately, and sent people to General Yan in Jiang Shang, and get all the doctors in his place back to me."

This battle seemed to be very smooth, but the Ming army suffered a lot of casualties. Zhuo Ren's first wave of commando team was basically exhausted, and at least more than half of them died on the spot. In other words, this team was already deserted and no longer had combat capabilities for a long time.

Suqian's psychological endurance is 5,000 casualties. Of course, this number does not mean that 5,000 people were killed in battle. In fact, there were not many people who died on the battlefield on the battlefield. More of them were killed in the absence of effective treatment after being injured. The Ming army had an unparalleled advantage in this regard. Those wounded soldiers returned to the army after recuperation, which was enough to bring the army's combat effectiveness to a higher level.
Chapter completed!