In Liaodong, on the banks of the Yalu River, there is a hustle and bustle, which is the spectacular scene of the army crossing the river. Above the wide river surface, floating bridges are crossing, communicating between the north and south. The infantry and cavalry armor that cannot be seen outside are passing through the pontoon bridge in a vast array. From the south of the Yalu River, it enters the Liaodong area north of the Yalu River.

This army is naturally the army commanded by King Tachar Khan. The total force is as high as 30,000! However, these 30,000 people are not his entire army in Goryeo. Since he had previously judged that Chen Dexing would attack the Yalu River, Tachar ordered to mobilize more Mongolian troops to enter Goryeo. He also mobilized Guo Kan's navy to the Yalu River, which made the Mongolian army in Goryeo reach an unprecedented 56,000.

However, the imagined Yalu River War did not happen, and what was waiting for was the news that Chen Dexi attacked Yanyun in the west and attacked Liaodong in the north. Of course... there was also news that Chen Dexing was the King of Ming!

King Tachar didn't believe this. Although Tachar was also a feudal superstitious Mongolian Tartar and believed in the sayings of gods and ghosts. But Chen Dexing's mother was clearly in his hands!

If Chen Dexing is really a god, he will go to heaven and escape from the earth. Wouldn't that magic bring "Guo Fu'er" back? How could he still trap his mother in the enemy camp?

So Chen Dexing must be pretending to be a ghost! As for the "Tiantian Spell" and other things, Tachar also knows what's going on. It's not that the old Khan understands science, but that there is a man named Guo Shoujing next to him.

After this great Yuan Dynasty scientist learned about the approximate situation of the "Tongtian Spell", not many brain cells died and then figured out what was going on. Isn't this just an enlarged Kongming lantern?

Although Guo Shoujing had not yet made a copy of the imitation, he concealed the process of Kongming lantern ascending to heaven in front of a large number of Mongolian households, hundreds of households and Tachar himself. If this truth is made clear, it will naturally dispel the doubts in everyone's hearts. It will be impossible to scare people with a hot air balloon.

As for the "big tube magic weapon", they can only deceive the wild Jurchens in the Liaodong Mountains, which are actually similar to the muskets. They were there in the Great Jin Kingdom! However, after the Jurchens became savage, they all became unsavvy savages, which made Chen Dexing deceive.

Guo Shoujing even found a group of blacksmiths and copper smiths in Goryeo. He imitated dozens of brass cannons of all sizes, and shot them in front of interviews by a group of Mongolian masters. Naturally, it greatly boosted the morale of the Mongolians. Although the cannons were available, Guo Shoujing still didn't know the secret of the pelleted H medicine, nor did he know how to make shotguns, nor did he expect to produce them in a standardized manner. So the few cannons he had cast on the battlefield, and he must have made a fool of himself.

Now that the cannon is available, the secret of the Tongtian Ball has been discovered. What else can Tachar be afraid of? So he took Liu Xiaoyuan, Guo Shoujing, Hong Fuyuan and others, along with the 30,000 Mongolian and Han army (Hong Fuyuan tribe) to cross the Yalu River with great pride.

By the way, just in case Chen Dexing was really a god, Tachar even brought Yang Po'er with him.

"Madam Chen." Tachaer walked on the pontoon bridge and turned his head to look at Yang Po'er, who was walking with him, who was well-raised now. He was round and smooth and radiant. He was obviously in the enemy camp, but he was not afraid at all. This demeanor really made Tachaer admire him a little.

"When I arrive in Liaodong, I'm afraid I will offend you." Tachar joked, "At that time, I will set up a large pot in front of the two armies, boil hot water, wash and peel the wife and throw it in. I will cook it alive. See what magic Chen Dexing can save his wife?"

But Yang Po'er sneered: "What Khan said is really an amateur."

"What kind of layman's words?" Tachar frowned and asked.

"Of course, it's an apt to cook human meat. My good meat has been raised by a pampered place for more than 30 years. The places that should be fat, the places that should be thin are thin, and it's delicious to cook it alive... Haha, no blood, no intestines, can the meat that is cooked like this still be eaten?"

"You..." Tachar looked at Yang Po'er chatting and laughing without any fear. He sighed in his heart, but snorted coldly in his face: "You woman really don't know how to die. Don't cry after you get the blame!"

Yang Po'er just smiled and said, "This is hard to say. Madam, I am still very afraid of pain. Crying twice will not make you lose your appetite, right?"

"I really don't know how to die!" Tachar snorted.

Yang Po'er covered her mouth and blinked her charming eyes. "Brother Tachar, you are going to cook me, so why don't I say something to the scene? It's too unreasonable to be a relative to this, right?"

"Relatives? Are we relatives?"

"Yes, your sister is the wife of Yidu's husband. Yidu's husband is my in-laws. Your sister is the mother-in-law. What are you and I not relatives?"

Tachar was stunned. After careful calculation, he seemed to have a relative. He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You have also clung to such relatives, but if you have relatives, you should take it to the pot..."

Yang Po'er still had a face and just smiled and said, "If you want to cook, cook it, but you have to make it better. My good meat can't be wasted."

Tachar rolled his eyelids. This girl was really energetic, courageous and knowledgeable, beautiful, and good at dressing up. She smelled fragrant. He liked it a little...

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"Long live the Ming King! Long live the Ming King! Long live the Ming King! Long live!"

At the same time, when Chen Dexing's royal flag appeared on the battlefield, thousands of Northern Expedition soldiers immediately cheered the most.

Chen Dexing didn't know that Tachar's 30,000 army had already begun to spread. However, he was determined to defeat A Shuli in the shortest time. Only by defeating A Shuli could his signature as the Ming King of the Descendant in Liaodong be launched in Liaodong, so that all the Tatars in the entire Liaodong knew that his Ming King Chen Dexing was a big devil who killed people!

Anyone who dares to go against him must be prepared to die! And it will be ugly to die!

In front of him, there was a shallow stall of Jurchen camp guarding the other side of the Fuzhou River. At this time, it was already a scene of blood and fire. Half of the Jurchen Tartars inside were dead and ugly, and half were completely scared and paralyzed. Behind the village fence that was bombarded by cannons, there were bloody broken corpses everywhere!

It turned out that a brigade of the Northern Expedition Army launched a wave of forced crossings with the support of four bronze cannons and four bed crossbows. The Jurchen Tartars guarding the village were forced by the Mongolian supervising team, so they had to make a quad formation and wanted to come up to fight. As a result, they were bombarded by four bronze cannons for a round of shots and shots, and then four thunder arrows were killed. They were killed by the shooting deaths and wounds. Fortunately, they were not shot and had no fighting spirit. They were flying miracles and magic weapons that beat people to pieces. Who said that Chen Dexing was not a god? Wouldn't he treat the barbarians as fools?

The wild Jurchen barbarians just read less and their minds are very active. In front of them are gods who kill without blinking, and behind them are Mongolian Tartars who stare at and kill others. They can't go either end! They might as well just lie down and pretend to die. At worst, the gods can catch them. There is always a way out!

The wild Jurchen barbarians lay down and the Mongols who were supervising the battle behind them were also scared that they were more knowledgeable than the wild Jurchens and knew about the H-drug weapons, but... thousands of wild Jurchens were blocking them! How could they all be knocked down after a few rumblings? This could not be an H-drug weapon! It must be a magic weapon! It seems that Chen Dexing is a real god! How can he fight with the gods? Let's retreat quickly.

As a result, the three hundred Mongolian warriors who supervised the battle also transformed into the Eight Banners bravely met the enemy hundreds of years later and fled.

The wild Jurchens lay down and the Mongolian warriors fled. Naturally no one guarded the camp. Thousands of Northern Expedition generals who had flown across the river took the camp without much effort. By the way, they also captured seven or eight hundred prisoners, all of which were all tails. If you are injured, you should not kill them with one spear. It is not cruel, but it is impossible to cure them. Compared with traditional cold weapons, artillery and bombs are not only the ability to stop on the battlefield (most people can still fight on the battlefield. If they are hit by a smoothbore gun or shotgun, they can still jump around alive, which is a TV series), and they also have the lethality that will never die or be disabled when they are hit by a move. In the 13th century, it is impossible to cure artillery wounds.

The camp occupied and the Tartars were dealt with. However, the infantry of this brigade did not continue to attack. Instead, a line of defense was built and the camp was rebuilt on the basis of the camp, turning it into a bridgehead.

At the same time, more than a hundred engineers also drove out of the camp of the Northern Expedition Army on the other side, and began to build a pontoon bridge on the shallow to wader. There was no way to wader the bronze cannon. This pontoon bridge was for cannons. Once all 16 bronze cannons crossed the river, the battle was basically over!

A Shulu, who was watching the battle in the Wangstreet in Fuzhou City, also saw this scene and ordered a counterattack! The Southern Barbarians cannot let the magic weapon cross the river, otherwise the Fuzhou City will definitely not be able to be protected! The 20,000-year-old Jurchens gathered around Fuzhou will scatter, either going home to tell stories of gods or seeking favor with Chen Dexing!

But now, the things that have come to this point, and the Jurchens gathered here still have the fighting spirit? No matter how A Shulu urges, he will be reluctant to leave his camp to block the gap. In desperation, A Shulu had to bite the bullet and fight, go down the watchtower, and personally directed a full Mongolian team of thousands of men to rush to the camp that had just been snatched by the Northern Expedition Army.
Chapter completed!