In the cold river water, the Chinese army grabbed the rope and advanced slowly.

The bombing made the Junggar soldiers a little far away from the shore. When their scouts sent back the information, the Chinese army had already arrived in the center of the river.

The river was like dragons turning over, and the Junggar on the shore shot archery wildly, ruthlessly reaping the lives of the Chinese army.

Fortunately, there were swords and shield soldiers holding shields in one hand to resist some of the rain of arrows, and finally someone had already landed on the shore.

After landing, I fought at night in the Ob River, and the benefits of practicing every day on weekdays were fully revealed at this moment.

The small mandarin duck formation quickly doubled its power in the night battle, slowly suppressing the bows and arrows of the Junggars and began to shoot.

If the advantage of the nomadic people in the past was that the whole nation was soldiers, they were herders in normal times and cavalry in wartime. Now they have experienced this gap between amateurs and professional soldiers, and they have been practicing all year round, and it is time to gain.

The Chinese army slowly controlled the West River bank, and the Junggars kept retreating, and more and more soldiers came across the river.

Suddenly, a roar came from the front, and Chu Huerwuba led the army to rescue. The sound of horse hooves in the darkness came one after another, and the rapid horse hooves also showed their owners' anxiousness at this moment.

After the Chinese army crossed the shore, who can still stop it?

Chu Huer Uba arrived on horseback, and along the way were all defeated soldiers from Junggar. He stopped one of them and asked, "Where is my uncle?"

The one who was stopped was a leader. He screamed strangely and said, "Lord Babutner, died in battle! The Chinese army is here, the overwhelming Chinese army."

Chu Huerwuba said angrily: "Pull out your waist knife and follow me to kill you, you can't escape."

As Chu Huer Uba returned from killing the Junggars quickly attracted the attention of the Chinese army. They set up their formations on the shore, took off the muskets on their backs and began to shoot.

An arc-shaped fire tongue net instantly shot the Junggars and fell off the horses. Some of them were caught and injured soldiers ran in panic among the horses. The bullet holes on their bodies emitted a burning odor, and the pain had become numb. Fear was the greatest torture.

The sound of a long and powerful horn sounded, and the Chinese army on the shore began to charge forward. The Junggars riding on the horse bent their bows and arrows. The sound of the rain of arrows breaking through the air came. The sword and shield soldiers who had been prepared raised their shields to block most of the arrows. There were still some tricky angles and shot them over the shields and shot them onto the Chinese army.

Chu Huerwuba's eyes were already red. He turned his head and shouted at his trusted centurion: "Hurry, warriors, never retreat, rush!"

People on the grassland are accustomed to attacking, have no habit of defense, nor have the conditions for defense. Under the leadership of Chu Huerwuba, they rushed towards a strong enemy that was several times more powerful than they had.

This can be said to be a suicide attack and a last chance. The Junggars knew clearly that once the Chinese army gained a foothold on the west bank of the river, they could quickly build bridges, rafts, and even swim over, and then no one could fight with them.

The Chinese army that came from the water passed through the cold and bone-bone river water, and many people were still twitching their legs. Their task was very simple, and they were nailed to the west bank of the river to create space for the army to cross the river.

Xia Wanchun looked at the fire on the west bank of the river, and Shenmu said nothing. It was the time the advance team exchanged for flesh and blood to give himself time to cross the river.

The fight and roar lasted for a night. This night that should have been quiet was filled with thick smoke and war, and blood was everywhere, with a fishy and unpleasant burnt smell.

Zhang Lianchen shook his head and looked around and saw that his brother had disappeared.

He held the knife and searched around for the corpse lying on the ground, but was disappointed again and again.

The blood in his mouth was a little bitter. Zhang Lianchen spitted a mouthful of blood-red saliva, inserted his knife to the ground, and said with a slight smile: "Brother, you are throwing it to the charity. After you go back, take care of your parents for you, so don't worry. Brothers are in a fight. People say that the elder brother is like a father, so I'll give you one, so I can bless you to return to my hometown to support our charity."

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After a night of fierce fighting, the Junggars finally repelled the lifeless charge. Everyone turned around. The rising sun on the east bank was rising, and the small boats and rafts on the river were as diligent as moving ants, heading here.

The sun is big and round, and very friendly to the people. You can see it with your eyes without being dazzling.

The beautiful mountains are connected together, and the flowers are blooming in late spring. The military doctors who were transported here are nervously looking for the wounded.

Xia Wanchun, who successfully landed on the west bank of the river, ordered her to prepare her pen and ink before she could even sit on her butt.

He wrote to the court and asked for something...

First, there are craftsmen and tools for building shipyards, second, construction teams, and third, sailors.

The Ob River leads directly to the Arctic Ocean and flows northward from Junggar into the Arctic Ocean. It does not freeze half of the year.

Just build a ship a little down here to transport troops to the near Ural Mountains.

And after crossing Urals, it was Europe's territory. Xia Wanchun was about to cut the battlefield into pieces like cutting meat.

First, the East and the West intersected, divided the Junggar into three parts, and then separated the vast snowfield from the territory of the Rakshasa Kingdom.

According to his plan, it only takes two years to complete the Mongols' Western Expedition.

This is the trajectory of the Mongolian expedition...

In the first year, Ogedei convened a meeting of the kings and decided to conquer Qincha, Oros and other countries, and ordered all the royal families to lead the army with their eldest sons. Nayan, at all levels below 10,000 households, sent his eldest son to lead the army to the expedition. The kings were headed by Shu Chizi Badu, and the veteran general Su Butai was the head coach.

The next year, he destroyed Buli'er and Qincha; he advanced to the army and captured Yerezan City.

In the third year, he divided his troops out in four directions, defeated more than ten cities including Moscow, Rostov, and joined forces to besiege the capital of the Grand Duchy of Vladimir and trapped them.

From then on, the Tsarist Russians became slaves to the Mongols for three hundred years... The Yuan Dynasty ruled the Central Plains for less than a hundred years, but ruled Russia for more than three hundred years.

The difference is that Russia did not regard this as its own dynasty, but was just invaded. Unlike some countries, they are still proud of Genghis Khan. If the ancestors who were bullied by the Mongols had spirits, they would probably be able to turn into smoke and ascend to the sky.

When the news reached Jinling, Hou Xuanyan was a little excited while holding the memorial, and his mood could not calm down for a long time...

Hou Xuanyan agreed with everything Xia Wanchun reached out to meet his hand, and he also specially selected a group of navy generals to train sergeants to train boats.

After connecting the east and west, and running through the north and south, everyone knew that it was only a matter of time before the demise of Junggar was over.
Chapter completed!