Chapter 208 The Situation Is Reversed

According to the evil priest's description, Nurhachi had a rough understanding of the Li and Tang forces that attacked Shengjing.

So much so that he became suspicious.

Could it be that Zhao Kuangyin's troops were used as bait? !

Is it just to come up with a clever plan to attack Huanglong?

However, what Nurhaci didn't understand was.

How did this partial army bypass the Houjin sentinels along the Xipingbao line and go straight to Shengjing, the hinterland?

"So, all the nobles of Shengjing, big and small, fell into the hands of that Li and Tang army?"

When Nurhaci thought of this, his eyes were almost gnawing.

It can be said that Shengjing has gathered Nurhaci’s accumulation over many years.

Gold and silver are still a trivial matter, but more importantly, they are the capable ministers and officials who helped Nurhachi create the later gold!

If these people died, Nurhaci would not know how to maintain the financial system.

The Jurchens are a barbarian tribe, and there are not many literate people.

It can be said that Lin Chen's move really gave the newly born Houjin regime a hard punch and was on the verge of collapse.

certainly.

As the hero, Nurhachi suppressed the murderous intention in his heart and let the evil priest go to rest.

He planned to conceal the news of the attack on Shengjing for the time being.

"correct!"

Nurhaci suddenly thought of something and asked, "How many days ago did Li and Tang's partial army attack Shengjing?"

"About four days ago."

Although the old man Xie Si didn't understand why Nurhaci asked this, he answered truthfully.

Four days?

Calculating the time it took for the other party to come to report the news, almost eight days had passed.

Nurhaci asked this because he was thinking about whether this partial force would surprise him from behind.

After learning that this partial division had less than 20,000 troops and that the separation was only eight days, Nurhaci breathed a sigh of relief.

this time.

It’s not even enough to get here from Shengjing.

but.

Nurhaci still planned to hurry up and annihilate the Beijing camp led by Zhao Kuangyin.

As for the Liaodong frontier army, there is no need to worry about it.

Because a messenger had sent a secret letter last night, saying that a Liaodong general intended to surrender.

Three days!

Nurhachi was determined to eat the entire Beijing camp within three days.

It turns out.

It was Nurhachi who thought too simply.

Zhao Kuangyin, the founding king of the country, withstood the siege of the Hou Jin army in a desperate effort.

He personally went into battle several times and rescued the crumbling Beijing camp.

Nurhaci looked at Zhao Kuangyin's figure with pity in his eyes.

Lao Nu cherishes talents very much.

For example, Huang Taiji was willing to let Dayu'er persuade Hong Chengchou to surrender, which he learned from his own Ama.

Therefore.

The conditions Nurhaci had previously offered were true.

"It's really a pity that such talent can't be used by Hou Jin."

The old slave sighed and ordered Ao Bai to lead the elite wild Jurchens to prepare.

It's time for a decisive battle!

Ao Bai's main responsibility was to keep an eye on Zhao Kuangyin, kill him in formation, and completely defeat the resistance of the Beijing camp.

Suddenly.

The old slave glanced at the river, which had become increasingly cold recently and showed signs of freezing.

Could it be that Zhao Kuangyin planned to hold on until the river froze and then cross the ice across the river?

Nurhachi smiled disdainfully when he thought of this.

On the other side of the river, he had already arranged an ambush.

It was none other than the eight thousand men of Huang Taiji's command originally stationed in Xiping Fort.

only.

Nurhaci didn't notice.

The water flow in the river has declined in the past few days and seems to have dried up.

The fourth day.

Zhao Kuangyin endured severe pain all over his body and continued to boost his morale.

But when Obai led the elite wild Jurchens with four layers of heavy armor into battle, even Zhao Kuangyin's eyes showed a look of despair.

Suddenly.

Zhao Kuangyin suddenly saw a few looming boat shadows on the river bed ice stained with sea fog.

Boat shadow? !

The unique shape of the sail battleship immediately reminded Zhao Kuangyin of something.

He had seen this kind of ship before.

There was such a big ship among Lin Chenjia's navy.

"Is it possible?!"

When Zhao Kuangyin thought of something, a light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that Zhao Kuangyin could last so long."

On the sailing battleship, Lin Chen looked at the crumbling military formation of the Beijing camp and couldn't help but laugh.

It’s not that he is unwilling to save anyone.

It's just that in the past four days, he has been preparing a big surprise for Lao Nu.

Invariably.

Everyone's attention on the river bank was attracted by the sailing battleships going up the river.

"Master Zhao, you are fine."

Lin Chen's figure echoed across the dead battlefield.

When Zhao Kuangyin heard the sound, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, but for some reason, his tense mind relaxed.

Only the old slave suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the suddenly opened gun deck on the sail battleship.

Before the old slave could shout anything, sixty cannons on one side of the sailing battleship roared.

call out! !

The sound of breaking through the air was accompanied by the iron ball streaking along the Jurchen army formation.

It's like using an eraser to draw on the snow.

It’s just that this scroll is made of flesh and blood.

"Huh?"

Lin Chen noticed a big black man.

The heavily armored man, who looked like a god and demon, actually waved a mace and knocked a cannonball away!

Looking at the blood in his body, he was so full of evil that even Lin Chen's brows froze slightly.

interesting.

The three sail battleships that entered the inland river one after another began to tilt their fire towards the shore.

See this scene.

Zhao Kuangyin was not a fool and quickly asked the soldiers from the Beijing camp to move closer to Lin Chen's headquarters.

Lin Chen saw this and only asked Zhao Kuangyin to get on the boat, and the rest of the soldiers in the Beijing camp all ran to the high ground on one side, and did not stop.

Zhao Kuangyin was stunned when he heard Lin Chen's arrangement.

Soon.

He understood the intention of Lin Chen's words.

A roar comparable to the galloping of thousands of horses gradually became clearer.

When Nurhaci heard the movement, he subconsciously looked upstream of the frozen river.

Yes!

Lin Chen had asked Yang Zhi to take 8,000 kilograms of gunpowder to build a dam upstream to store water a few days ago.

As for what this gunpowder is used for?

It's very simple.

It is to blast the ice surface.

The accumulated river water mixed with large pieces of broken ice poured down from the upstream.

In modern times, there is a special term for this, called ice flood!

For a time, the whole battlefield was in chaos.

The Liaodong border army was in chaos, and so was the Jurchen army under the command of the old slave.

In the face of the great power of nature, human power is really as small as an ant.

In front of the ice flood mixed with a large number of sharp broken ice, the people who were washed by it were like being cut into pieces by thousands of knives.

A touch of red appeared in the ice flood, and then dissipated, completely disappearing.

Seeing this, Lin Chen directly asked the helmsman to deflect the sail and sail towards the river bank that had already spread to the river bank.

The broken ice hit both sides of the ship, making a sound that made people's teeth ache.

However, the system product is really extraordinary.

Even so, the three sailing battleships are still sailing steadily.

Right now.

It is a good opportunity to beat the dog when it is down.

The ones who suffered the most from the ice flood were naturally the old slaves who bore the brunt of the first.

The Liaodong border troops were fine, and they had already started to flee when they saw the situation was not good.

Only Nurhaci looked at the Houjin army formation that had been swallowed up by most of it, and felt that his eyes went black and he fell straight down.

"Your Majesty?!"

"Your Majesty fainted!"

"Retreat! Retreat!"

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