In the north of Miyun, on the Great Wall for dozens of miles from Xifengkou to Qingziling, one or two hundred thousand people fought on it, and the torches lined up into a long line, and the shouting of killing was earth-shattering, and the scene was very grand.

Especially at night, it gives people a different visual experience when viewed from above, like a fire dragon winding on the mountain. If there were airplanes or space satellites at that time, and you could take a night aerial photo, the photos would definitely be spectacular.

The Tartars here have fallen into a situation where they are under attack. There are fierce generals Lin Yi and Zu Keyong in front, and fierce generals Liu Zhaoji in the back. In front is the Guanning Iron Cavalry, behind is the Tianxiong Army, these Ming soldiers and Tartars, although they are at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers, but they are all elite soldiers, plus the favorable conditions on the Great Wall, the Tartars are only unlucky.

At this time, no matter how strong the combat strength of the Eight Banners Army is, no matter how strong Jilharang can call the wind and rain, it will be difficult to escape the fate of defeat.

The fierce battle continued until the fourth watch, and the men and horses of Zilharang could not move forward, nor could they retreat backwards.

Zilharang now knows that this battle has been completely lost, and now it is not a question of finding a way to turn the tide of the battle, but how to fight his way out of the encirclement and escape for his life.

But now the crux of the problem is that the Great Wall is not easy to go up, but it is even more difficult to go down, they don't have wings, they can't fly, they can't fly!

Seeing that his team was getting shorter and smaller, and Lin Yi and Liu Zhaoji were getting closer and closer to him, if Jilharang didn't want to follow the old path of Duoduo, he had to think of a desperate way to survive.

"Hurry up and fall into the city, hurry!"

At this time, remembering that a thousand Tartars had climbed the city wall, Jilharang looked at the dark city and immediately gave such an order.

After giving this order, he scolded himself, he was really confused. If you don't go to Guancheng, can't you go down the Great Wall? Can so many living people suffocate their urine? If you leave Zhang Butcher, you may not eat mixed pigs!

Zilharang said a word, the tartar beside him also woke up like a dream, hurriedly prepared the rope, someone used a torch to shine below, felt that the bottom was okay, here is relatively low from the ground, there are four or five zhang high, quickly abandoned the war horse and fell down.

Of course, they can't be the first to unload their prince, and what is going on below in the middle of the night has not yet been figured out.

Such a high Great Wall, it is dark in the middle of the night, and the light of the torches is limited, this is to protect the prince to escape, first of all, some soldiers and generals, as well as some of his personal guards, to ensure that the bottom is safe, only let their prince go down, so that it is safe.

There are many people who are good at work, and they threw down several rope locks with seven hands and eight feet, and a few people kept them on it, these Qing soldiers were well-trained, holding on to the ropes, like a sliding rope of the fire brigade to save themselves, and the Tartars began to fall into the city.

Dozens of Tartars fell, and after ensuring that the following were safe and sound, it was the turn of the famous Prince Zheng to begin to fall into the city.

The other tartar grabbed the rope and slipped down, and if he didn't catch it well, he could only blame himself for falling. Of course, the treatment of the prince is different.

Zilharang is only 39 years old this year, but he has been honored by his subordinates as an old prince. Wrap a rope around his body a few times, afraid that he won't be able to grasp it firmly and fall down, so high, it won't fall and bubble.

After wrapping it up, it was fastened, and then several Tartars grabbed the rope and slowly unloaded the people, and Zilharang was slowly unloaded from the city as if he was going into the bottomless pit to explore treasure.

Of course, they ran to the outside of the Great Wall, which is characterized by the fact that the inner walls are relatively lower and the outer walls are higher. The distance between the inner and outer city walls and the ground is several feet, and some even exceed several zhang, or even dozens of zhang.

It's also time for Jilharang to be unlucky, so many people have landed safely when others go down, and when it's his turn, there was an accident.

Because at this time, several sharp arrows flew over the city, and several Tartars in the city who pulled the rope for him were all shot over, and two of them were planted under the city.

At this time, Zilharang was only halfway down, and he was hanging in the air, and the rope was suddenly loosened, and Zilharang screamed, and began to fall with gravitational acceleration.

Zierha was born tall and big, plus full of armor, the gross weight was not 250 catties, and it suddenly fell down from a height of more than two zhang, like a big stone falling from the sky.

There were already several Tartars standing below, ready to point their prince, and when they landed on the ground, they were afraid of an accident, who knew that there was an accident, but a few of them did not have wings, and they did not have special functions, how could they catch it in this case?

There were two clever tartars, and when they didn't see it well, they hurriedly flashed to the side, but it was too late, and as a result, these people became the backs of Zilharang.

In addition, there were a few ropes wrapped around Jilharang's waist, originally his subordinates were well-intentioned, afraid of falling him, but they didn't expect that this kind intention was not rewarded, as if he was tied, restricting his martial arts.

As a result, Zilharang really smashed down, and smashed a large area at once.

There was a hard ground below, and if it weren't for a few minions below to be at the bottom of the line, Zilharang would have been smashed into a meatloaf on the spot.

But this fall was not light, one of the two tartars directly under the body died on the spot, and the other lumbar vertebra was broken, comminuted fracture, and disabled for life. Two more were knocked down, one went down the hill, and the other knocked out his front teeth, and his mouth was full of blood, it should be said that it was the lightest.

The bone of one of Zilharang's legs was broken, and he couldn't get up on the spot, and he grinned in pain and sweated all over his face.

At this time, there were more than a dozen Tartars, of course, they didn't care about others, and quickly helped their prince up, but he couldn't even stand, where could he walk, and everyone had to support him.

These Tartars felt a foul smell coming from Jilharang's body, and it turned out to be a military Tartar's urine being smashed out, and he got it. At this time, it is important to save your life, and you can't take care of anything else.

At this time, the Ming army in the city had already discovered them and began to shoot arrows in this direction, and the arrows were whizzing, and two Tartars were pierced by the arrows on the spot.

The Tartars hurried away on their kings, and there were people in front of them with torches to light the way, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and some of them had their heels planted and their bags knocked out of their heads, and they did not care at all. They finally ran to safety on flat ground, and the bows and arrows on the Great Wall could not reach them.

At this time, the fall of the Tartars continued, and the battle was in full swing.

Zilharang endured the severe pain there, waited for a while, and felt that there were a lot of people under his command who came over in twos and threes, and the sky was about to dawn, and they couldn't wait any longer, the land of right and wrong, they couldn't stay for a long time, and they had to leave here as soon as possible.

Otherwise, after dawn, the Ming army will chase the soldiers, and they will be unable to fly.

But now they don't have horses, and people can fall from them, but horses can't.

Only the group took turns to run away on his back, afraid that there would be pursuers behind them, and these Tartars began to cross the country, running and jogging but did not dare to stop.

I don't know how far I ran out, until dawn, a forest appeared in front of me, and a few Tartars in it drove out thousands of horses, and Zilharang knew that they were saved.

This is the war horse left behind by a thousand Tartars who climbed the city from here, but I didn't expect it to come in handy here. However, when Zilharang saw that the war horses were not used up at all, there were at best two or three hundred people around him.

But now it doesn't matter so much, how much can be taken away, in order to change the foot, each person rides one, leads one or two, and there are still hundreds of war horses left that no one cares.

Zilharang was helped onto his horse, and with two or three hundred remnants of the defeated general, he flew away like a horse.

After running for more than a hundred miles, I felt completely safe now, and saw that there were no pursuers behind me, so I stopped to rest.

Now that there are only so many of his 30,000 horses left, and Duoduo's 30,000 troops are all wiped out, what face will he have to see His Majesty King Khan when he goes back?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he was about to kill himself.

"Lord Wang? Don't take your own life, lord! Stay in the green mountains, not afraid of no firewood to burn......"

The Tartars snatched the knife from him, and after a few Ezhen persuaded him for a long time, Zilharang agreed to continue living, and the Tartars got on their horses again and rode away......

Lin Yi and Liu Zhaoji each led a team of men and horses, killing from both ends to the middle, and they didn't catch up until dawn.

Except for a few who fell into the city and escaped, more than 10,000 Tartars on the Great Wall were all killed by Lin Yi and them overnight.

Now these Ming soldiers are exhausted, just now, it was the spiritual support, and now they can't get up when they are relaxed.

One by one, their faces were covered in dirt and blood, some were lying on the ground, some were holding on to the battlements, and some were pressed against the corpses, snorting and panting. The sweat on his body was all gone, and his clothes were soaked with sweat and blood.

Yesterday they fought for several hours during the day, and fought for a whole night at night, and these two battles were hard battles, not to mention that they had run dozens of miles on horseback, and the physical exertion was huge, which can be imagined.

That is, the Guanning Iron Cavalry and the Tianxiong Army, plus Lin Yi's personal guards, it is impossible for other armies to have such strong combat power.

Xiao Ying and Zhezhe were paralyzed on the ground, unable to say a word, and the pink little white faces of the two of them became flowery faces at this time.

At this time, Lin Yi's jujube red horse couldn't get up when he was tired, and he was lying there covered in sweat, snorting and snorting.

Lin Yi relied on the blood-filled battlement, gasped for a while, carried a knife, and looked down from the gap between the corpses and the place where Jierharang and them fell into the city, lying horizontally and vertically below, there were corpses of Tartars everywhere, bloodstained, some fell and died, and some were killed by bows and arrows, stoned to death, how to die, but there was no Jierharang.

Lin Yi scolded below: "Damn, let you pick up a bargain, keep your dog's life, and take it in the future!"