Jirgalang made a mistake.

He was only thinking about how to destroy the Ming army's artillery positions, but forgot that the purpose of the battle was to destroy the enemy's manpower.

If he did not send troops to pursue the Ming army when it retreated, but instead used artillery to bombard the defeated troops, he would definitely gain something.

but...

He ordered the cavalry to pursue.

As a result, his artillery could not fire, otherwise they would accidentally injure the pursuing Eight Banners soldiers.

When he realized the problem, three thousand Eight Banners soldiers rushed out.

Military orders should not be changed frequently, so Jirgalang had no choice but to order the artillery to stop the attack.

At this time, the defeated soldiers of the first echelon of the Ming army had retreated to the vicinity of the earthen mound. Just as they were about to continue retreating, Wang Yongji ordered: "The second echelon should push forward!"

"kill!"

The second echelon of Ming troops marched in neat steps and, with inspiring slogans, stopped the fleeing soldiers of the first echelon.

The cavalry on both wings rushed out quickly and fought with the pursuing Eight Banners soldiers.

When the cavalry were fighting, Wang Yongji suddenly gave the order: "Order the infantry to retreat, and the cavalry to be ready to support the artillery at any time."

Wu Sangui was stunned, "Why didn't the Governor-General take advantage of the situation to attack Nanshan again?"

Wang Yongji looked into Wu Sangui's eyes and said with a smile: "General Wu, have you forgotten that this is not the main battlefield?"

"Then what's next..."

"Artillery battle!"

Soon, the Eight Banners cavalry, who had not gained any advantage, retreated.

Before they could stop their mounts, the roar of artillery fire came from the distant mound.

boom!

A red cannon fired a large solid cannonball from its barrel, smashing towards them with endless anger.

Whoosh, bang!

The shell whizzed past and hit the head of an Eight Banners soldier.

The violent impact smashed his head directly, and his helmet was flattened and flew high into the sky.

The shell's power was still there, and it pierced through the belly of another warhorse before falling to the ground.

The hard ground bounced the heavy shells high into the air.

The shell continued to impact backwards with great kinetic energy.

Any people and horses hit by the shells would be seriously injured on the spot if they were lucky, or die directly if they were unlucky.

"Retreat quickly, we are within the range of the Ming army's artillery!" Someone shouted in the chaos.

This shout immediately caused the Eight Banners soldiers to go crazy.

They immediately turned their horses around and galloped back.

Wang Yongji did not pursue, but continued to give the same order: Fire!

The artillerymen on the mound immediately turned into puppets, repeating the actions of aiming, loading, and firing...

One shell after another hit Nanshan.

The Eight Banners artillery on Nanshan Mountain were not willing to be outdone and fought back with red cannons.

The two sides launched a large-scale artillery battle.

"Your Highness," Tunqi came to Jirgalang again, "The troops on the western front have been assembled. Shall we launch an attack?"

"What time is it?" Jirgalang first glanced at Tunqi, then glanced at the sun in the sky.

"About mid-day!" Tunqi replied.

"No hurry," Jirgalang said, "The order I gave to the Korean soldiers is to cross the river at noon to attack the Ming army on the eastern front, so as to contain their main force on the eastern front. It will take time for the message to reach the central front, so wait a little longer."

He did not expect the Korean soldiers to cause many casualties to the Ming army, as long as they could tie down the main force of the Ming army on the eastern front.

The Western Front was the main battlefield.

However, plans cannot keep up with changes.

At this time, a strange scene appeared on the Eastern Front.

Twenty thousand Korean soldiers gathered in battle array on the east bank of the Xiaoling River. They neither crossed the river to attack nor returned to the camp to rest. Instead, they stood there quietly and motionlessly.

"Lord Yancheng, Lord Yancheng?" The Jiannu military supervisor rode his horse towards Li Shifang's central army flag.

"Lord Yancheng, the time has come, why don't you order an attack?" The Jiannu military supervisor shouted to the crowd under the central army's flag.

No one spoke, and no one responded to him.

The Jiannu military supervisor took a closer look and found that there were only generals and soldiers under the central army, but no sign of Yeonseong Jun Li Shifang.

He immediately became angry, grabbed a general of the central army and asked angrily: "Where is Li Shifang? Where did he go?"

"The garrison commander suddenly had a stomachache and went to the toilet," the general replied.

"Ah!" The Jiannu military supervisor was furious. "Didn't you just pull it? Why did you pull it again?"

"Maybe he had a stomach upset, smecta..." the general of the central army answered helplessly.

"Hurry up and send someone to carry him back. If you need to bring him back, you have to do it here!" The military supervisor pointed at the general of the central army and the dozen or so personal soldiers behind him and said, "I'll only give you a quarter of an hour to find him. If you're late, I'll kill one person!"

"Yes, we'll go find it right away."

Not long.

The governor of Gyeonggi Defense Office of Joseon, Prince Yeonseong Lee Si-bang, limped back holding his stomach.

After seeing Li Shifang, the Jiannu military supervisor's attitude softened a lot.

After all, Li Shifang is a favorite of the King of Korea, so it's okay for him to curse him behind his back, but it's better to be respectful to him in front of him.

"Lord Yancheng, are you okay?" the military supervisor asked with concern.

"No...it's okay," Li Shifang said with a pale face, "I had a stomach upset yesterday, it will be fine once it's all defecates, smecta."

"Have you defecated it all? If not, leave it alone!" The military supervisor put away his smile and asked with a cold face.

"No need, I'm almost healed." Li Shifang replied while rubbing his stomach.

"That's good," the military supervisor said as he looked up at the sun in the sky, "The time has come, quickly give the order to attack!"

"Okay!" Li Shifang took the saber from his personal guard, walked to the front of the team, pointed the saber at the sky, and said, "Send out the troops!"

At his command, thousands of North Korean soldiers pushed the floating boats built in advance into the water.

Perhaps the current was too strong, or perhaps the North Korean soldiers were inexperienced.

After entering the water, these floating boats were either washed away by the river or capsized and sank in the water.

In the blink of an eye, half of the hundreds of floating ships were lost!

"The pontoon is about to be washed away. Without it, we can't build a pontoon bridge to cross the river. Let's find a way to save the boat!" a North Korean soldier shouted.

Plop, plop——

The North Korean soldiers on the shore immediately jumped into the water to save the boat.

Now comes the funny part.

It seemed that most of the North Korean soldiers who jumped into the water could not swim. Not only did they fail to save the floating boat, but they began to struggle in the water.

"Help...Gulu...Help me!"

"Help...Gurgle...Ah!"

"Hurry up and save them!" another North Korean soldier shouted.

Plop——

Some people jumped into the water to save people, while others held ropes on the shore and threw them into the river.

The entire lower reaches of Xiaoling River was suddenly in chaos.