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At the beginning of the founding of the Ming Dynasty, when Jinyiwei developed to the north, the old man was the main development goal of Jinyiwei, and the old man and the Zhang family did not live up to the expectations of Jinyiwei, whether it was because there was still a pure heart beating in the chest, or the business of the Zhang family was bound to be supported and more prosperous after the Ming Dynasty came, the Zhang family at least stood on the side of the Ming Dynasty. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And in the past few years, the Zhang family has not only done their best to help Jinyiwei weave an intelligence network in the important town of Youyan in Zhongdu, but also used the relationship of gold and silver to help Jinyiwei cover up his whereabouts many times, otherwise Jinyiwei's activities in Zhongdu would not have been so smooth, after all, Zhongdu is one of the most important towns in the Mongolian Tartars, and it is also the core of Youyan.

That is, in the previous siege of the city, the Zhang family united with several other Han families, and sent out to help Jinyiwei point the way and set fire to disturb it, so that the Mongolian army in the city collapsed without a fight, which was really a great achievement.

Because of this, even if Jiang Caigui is the commander of the First Army, when he saw the old man of the Zhang family coming in person, he quickly dismounted and saluted, and these people who contributed to the Ming Dynasty with their heads deserve Jiang Cai's respect.

The old man stroked his beard, his outstretched hand trembled slightly, pointed to the street behind him and said: "The old man is just an inch, send some capable disciples to help show the way, the real majesty is still Da Ming Erlang!" ”

Without waiting for the old man to finish speaking, Jiang took a step forward and stretched out his hand, and the old man also stretched out his hand tremblingly, and the hands of the two were tightly clasped together under the gaze of one after another.

It's like a person who has returned from nine deaths in a desperate realm and met a loved one who is far away.

"General, three hundred years, we Han children have been waiting for three hundred years!" The old man's voice was very low, but with an irresistible force, it tore apart any possible noise around him. I don't know when, two lines of turbid tears have flowed down his cheeks, "These three hundred years of blood, tears and hard work are just for today, I didn't expect the old man to see today in this life!" ”

The surrounding brocade guards, the young children of the Zhang family, and the soldiers of the Ming army, there were tears flashing in their eyes unconsciously. Men don't flick when they have tears, but in this situation, even if they cry, how many people can laugh shamefully?

The Northern Expedition, the recovery of Youyan, the dream of three hundred years in China, came true.

Jiang Cai held the old man's hand tightly, and his voice was also a little choked.

The old man slowly turned his head, looked at the Ming army galloping back and forth, and the fluttering flags, and muttered: "When will the six armies really come, I will see you today, I will see you today!" ”

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Thick smoke billowed out, obscuring the sleeping dragon hovering in the mountains.

The hillside seemed to be washed with blood, revealing a thick crimson color, and the strong smell of blood that could not be concealed was blown by the wind in every corner of the valley. The tattered dragon banner still stood proudly on the hillside, overlooking the blood-soaked land.

The smoke from the oil canisters gradually dissipated, and the Mongol infantry of the brigade continued to rush tirelessly towards the hillside. And on the other side of this mountain road, the Mongolian infantry cavalry was also rapidly gathering, because they were facing not only a few hundred people who were stubbornly defending the Great Wall at the Gubei Pass, but also more Ming troops who arrived one after another.

"It's the third day." Gu Chao, the supervisor of the first brigade of the two Huai armies, put down his clairvoyance, because of the thick smoke, he couldn't see the situation on the Great Wall clearly at all, and the elite scouts sent had not yet reported the news back. So Gu Chao himself didn't know how many of these eight hundred elite soldiers were left now.

But Gu Chao knew very well that as long as the red dragon flag fluttering in the wind on the beacon tower at the highest point of Gubeikou was still there, then Gubeikou was still under the control of the Ming Dynasty, and the Mongolian army led by Boyan himself who was besieged in the valley by the Ming army would not be able to escape!

Although they don't know what the way of this expenditure is now for the rear army, the Mongols know very well that once they are trapped in the back road, there is really no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth. Therefore, even though he knew that the Gubei Pass in front was likely to break through soon, Boyan still did not hesitate to draw a team from the army and attack the side and rear slope where Gu Chao was.

"Two or three thousand?" Clairvoyant turned to the bottom of the hillside, Gu Chao couldn't help but gasp, even if these troops were used to deal with the integrated First Brigade, it was more than enough, not to mention that after the current First Brigade had gone through fierce battles and long-distance attacks, there were only more than 1,000 people left, and in terms of combat power, it was impossible to compare with peace, I didn't expect Boyan to be ruthless enough.

However, it seems that Boyan can't be blamed, after all, the steep slope on the side of Gubeikou can only allow more than 1,000 people to go up and down every time, and more than 2,000 people are watching from behind, so it is better to use it to deal with this Ming army that suddenly cut off the official road and occupied the rear position of the Mongolian army.

Gently put away the clairvoyance, Gu Chao waved his hand violently, and the crossbowmen of the Ming army, who had been waiting for a long time, pulled the trigger at the same time, and the arrows roared like rain, rushing towards the Mongolian infantry that was getting closer and closer, and at the same time, those Mongolian cavalry also opened their bows and arrows, and the sky was occupied by whistling arrows.

The hillside where the 1st Brigade was located was not steep, and even those with better skills could rush up the hill on horseback, which also allowed Boyan to finally send out cavalry. In the two days of offensive and defensive battles, the cavalry could only hold their breath and watch the infantry continue to charge and be repulsed, and even many cavalry dismounted and charged with the footmen, but in the end most of them ended up with incomplete bones. Because of this, whether it is cavalry or foot soldiers, and no matter whether this battle is successful or lost in the end, they are anxious to find a place for themselves to vent, and it is obvious that the Ming army on this hillside is a good choice.

After all, the current Mongol army needs a victory to boost morale, and compared to Gubeikou, which stood in the bloody battle in the past few days, the Ming army that suddenly appeared in the rear and did not seem to have many people is obviously a good choice.

There were constantly Mongolian infantry cavalry and Ming soldiers who fell to the ground with arrows, but the people behind were still gritting their teeth and coming up, without the slightest fear. This gentle slope does not do much to defend, and the ensuing battle is bound to be brutal and bloody.

Gu Chao slowly pulled out his saber, looking at the Mongolian infantry that was getting closer and closer, the guards who were originally in a half-crouching state around him, as well as the rest of the sword and shield hands, spear and spear men, also stood up straight, with a resolute expression on their faces. The First Brigade was ordered to attack Gubeikou, originally these soldiers who stayed behind thought that they would not be able to complete this task in their lives, who would have thought that the Mongolian Tatars would give themselves this opportunity, and they also saw the Gubeikou in front of them in their lifetimes, and also saw the flag that was still flying proudly in the billowing smoke!

Gubeikou is still holding on, and the brothers of the First Brigade are still holding on, so everyone's current battle is also to stick to Gubeikou!

Although the Ming army was far outnumbered by the Mongol army, they still roared and rushed down the hillside and rushed towards the Mongol army on the opposite side.

Before rushing into the Mongolian army, Gu Chao suddenly showed a look of surprise on his face, and the soldiers of the Ming army around him also raised their heads and looked forward, their eyes jumped over the Mongolian army to look farther away, and the Mongolians also realized something, and they grabbed their horses one after another.

A figure jumped out of the horizon, and then tens of thousands of black figures swept from the sky like a tide, against the sun and against the wind, and the figures finally converged into a great river that flowed endlessly, tumbling forward, and anyone who could stop them would be swallowed up by the tide, and anyone who wanted to resist them would be reduced to powder in this wave.

A red flag danced in the wind, stretching its body, and the golden dragon on it seemed to come to life in this brilliant summer sun, showing its teeth and dancing its claws, soaring into the sky. Soon more flags appeared in the black tumbling wave, and countless spears were leveled in the sound of uniform slogans, like waves of wheat falling in the wind.

"The town navy, it's the town navy!" The sharp-eyed ones could even see the words on the flag, and the soldiers of the First Brigade who were originally charging forward with a mortal mentality had red eyes at this time, and they didn't know if they were moved by the fact that they had once again walked out of the brink of death, or because they were shocked by the scene in front of them.

The red flags fluttering all over the mountain, the Ming soldiers who roared and impacted, and even the Mongolian infantry cavalry that was fierce and vicious just now, had no temper at this time, and they turned around and retreated along the way they came, the Ming army all over the mountains had to have tens of thousands of people, with their thousands of steps to ride, it was not enough for people to stuff their teeth, and the Ming army in front of them also rushed up desperately like a chicken blood, asking themselves that there was no way to deal with the Mongolian infantry of the Ming army on both roads and could only retreat in a hurry.

"Catch up and attack the flanks of the Mongol Tatars along the official road!" Wang Da took the lead with a horse and rushed to the official road, and the cavalry of the town navy chased after him closely, and at the same time pulled the trigger of the crossbow in his hand, and the arrows continued to whistle through the air, piercing into the Mongolian infantry array, and one after another the Mongols fell with arrows, but the Mongols just turned the direction and even fast, and the town navy could not catch up for a while.

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"Boom!" The oil tank smashed heavily on the city wall, the flames rose in the sky, stirring up the billowing smoke, the entire Great Wall wall bricks have been completely blackened, and even the original color can not be seen.

Up and down the entire Great Wall, the corpses lying all over the ground, blood flowed along the city wall, and even this blood flowed, constantly covering the blackened city wall bricks, outlining strange patterns on the city wall that had been beaten by wind and rain for hundreds of years, but the entire city wall, whether it was the Ming soldiers or the Mongols, did not have the heart to explore the poignant beauty of the pattern on the city wall.

"Quick, drag people into the enemy building!" A ten-year general yelled while casually patting the two soldiers beside him, pointing at the wounded who were groaning on the ground, and he himself waved his knife past the wounded and pounced on the close warband.

This time, the Mongols made all their efforts to finally break through the gap in the wall that had been bothering them for a long time, and of course the methods they used were simple and rude. When enough corpses are piled up under the walls, even the tallest walls will become a smooth road.

More and more Mongolian soldiers stepped on the corpses of their comrades and charged forward with red eyes, while the Ming soldiers on the Great Wall had no protection from the walls, and could only grit their teeth and fight with the Mongolian Tartars on the city walls and steps, inch by inch, with corpses falling to the ground on each step, and the blood of soldiers on both sides was sprayed on every brick of the city wall.

"Kill it!" A Mongolian centurion rushed up the steps that had been covered with a layer of corpses, and the arrows shot down from the enemy tower in front of him pierced his chest, the centurion stared at the front with wide eyes, looking at several Ming soldiers who jumped up, full of unwillingness, but still fell to the ground, becoming one of the countless corpses on this step. Blood trickled from his wounds and slid down the steps, staining the already crimson wall tiles with another layer of red.

Xu Chen gritted his teeth and stood on the enemy tower, the enemy tower under his feet was the enemy tower where he commanded the defense before, but because the Mongolian Tatars had already killed the steps outside the enemy tower, the food and maps and other items in the enemy tower were transported to the beacon tower behind in advance, and then transferred from the beacon tower to the enemy tower at the highest place, as the last barrier on the entire Great Wall defense line.

Wang Yizhou rushed to the top floor of the enemy tower with a knife in his hand, and the arrows kept passing by him, and this young Ming army did not have the slightest fear on his face, and even on the knife in his hand, blood continued to drip down, obviously just killed from the Mongolian Tartar crowd.

The Great Wall defensive battle has reached the last moment, and now in the hands of the Ming army is only a beacon tower and an enemy tower behind, in the face of the Mongolian army that is like a wave of continuous surge, the only remaining two or three hundred people of the Ming army can not hold out for too long, after all, they are facing an enemy several times their own, and there is no previous trench and the condescending cover of the city wall.

"Brigade commander, the brothers below are almost overwhelmed, let's retreat quickly." Wang Yizhou swung his sword to open an arrow, rushed to Xu Chen's side, and said in a deep voice.

Xu Chen nodded; "All the explosives packs are there?"

Wang Yizhou responded, this enemy tower is relatively close to the beacon tower in front, and the height is about the same, the middle is connected by flat ground, there is no rising step, so once the Mongolian Tartars control this enemy tower, the Mongolian Tartar crossbowmen can completely suppress the beacon tower with a large number of people, so losing this enemy tower is equivalent to losing the beacon tower in front, and then the Ming army will only have a section of steps left and the enemy tower on the top of the mountain at the end can be relied on, in order to delay time as much as possible, Xu Chen is a waste of explosives, and blow up this enemy building as well.

"Retreat!" Xu Chen immediately made a decision and beckoned the crossbowmen and firecrackers on the city tower to run towards the stairs. And under the enemy tower, the resisting Ming soldiers also retreated to the last step. Countless Mongol soldiers rushed forward with a roar, and even the Mongolian Tartar crossbowmen were red-eyed and rushed forward with the foot soldiers. Soldiers of the Ming army continued to fall from arrows, so that they were almost dissatisfied on the last step of the stairs.

When I turned around, I saw that Xu Chen and the others had already gone downstairs, retreating along the Great Wall to the beacon tower not far away, and the head of the commander in charge also roared, and the Ming soldiers waiting for the top of the enemy tower retreated without hesitation, covering Xu Chen and them, and the seven or eight Ming soldiers who were originally standing on the steps did not retreat, but yelled and took a step forward.

The Ming army was small, and if they retreated at the same time, they would not be able to resist the attack of the Mongol Tatars like a tide, so the easiest way was to let the first platoon of soldiers rush forward and fight with the Mongol Tatars, so that they could delay the time as much as possible and provide an opportunity for the brothers behind to retreat and build a defensive line.

Such tactics have been practiced several times by the Ming army, and everyone has not hesitated in the slightest. These 800 soldiers were determined to die the moment they were selected, and on the defense line of the Great Wall, everyone was going to die in battle after all, and the brothers in front were just one step ahead!

"Goodbye Zhongshan!" One of the ten generals roared and swung his knife forward, an arrow piercing his shoulder, and several spears reaching his chest at the same time. Brilliant blood flowers bloomed on his chest, and the young ten generals still tried their last strength to step forward, so that the oncoming Mongolian soldiers were a little stupid for a while.

This group of crazy people is really dying!

"Goodbye Zhongshan!" Not only this ten generals, but all the soldiers of the Ming army roared and stepped forward, not retreating but advancing!

And Xu Chen, who rushed into the beacon tower, turned his head, even if he had experienced too much blood and fire in the past few days, there was still a trace of unbearability in his eyes, but he knew that if he wanted to support it for a longer time, he had no choice now.

"Ignition!" Xu Chen shouted.

"Brigadier, wait, look!" Wang Yizhou's eyes quickly grabbed Xu Chen and pointed to the bottom of the mountain.

I don't know when, under the mouth of Gubei, the sound of killing shook the sky.