Yongding Gate is the south gate of Beiping, the largest and most prosperous official road extends all the way south from here, and the configuration of Jinling is the same, the camp of the garrison army of Beiping is also placed outside the city.

It's just that the camp outside the city is clearly divided into two parts... On one side are the two guards of King Yan, and on the other side are the Beiping garrison army that originally belonged to King Yan and was recovered by the imperial court at the end of last year.

It was late at night, but the heat was hard to get rid of, and the curtain of the military tent was lifted in the hope that it would blow the wind cooler, but it could not blow away the smell of sweat and sour smell that filled the tent.

Most likely Wang Wu didn't wash his feet... Chen Ping opened his eyes and thought like this.

The Ming military system, with the guard station to suppress the place, there are thousands of households under the guard, the most basic level of the soldiers, is a hundred households under the jurisdiction of two general flags, each general flag set up five small flags, the Ming army are according to this establishment into the guard, by the small flag, the general flag, the hundred households, the thousand households, the guard commander led step by step.

Chen Ping is a small banner guarded by King Yan's left, a low-level officer the size of a sesame mung bean, and he still relied on the two barbarian heads that he cut off at the beginning.

I miss a few years ago when I followed Lord Yan into the grassland to fight barbarians... In the past few years, Ansheng is Ansheng, but there is nowhere to earn military merits, Chen Ping asked a matchmaker to marry a daughter-in-law and give birth to a son in Beiping City, these days he always wants to give his son a future, and he can't sleep at night.

Daming's military status is hereditary, if you are a soldier, your son has to be a soldier, and your son's son naturally has to be a soldier, and he has never fought? It doesn't matter, as long as you don't die, you know how to fight.

Although it is not as outrageous as the son of a thousand households is a son of a thousand households and the son of a hundred households is a hundred households... But if you climb higher, your son's road will be easier in the future.

Lao Tzu is blessed with sinful children, and the common people have always paid attention to this set.

Some scolding in the night swept over with the wind, most of them were scolded at the junction of the two military camps, and the smell of gunpowder between the two armies has become heavier and heavier recently, before Yan Wangye commanded all the troops in Beiping was fine, with the actions of the imperial court, the military camp naturally inevitably had the wind, as if the palace guards of the grasshopper after the autumn were angry all day long, and they did not dare to conflict in the daytime, so they could only scold a few times at night to vent the fire.

Chen Ping wanted to fall asleep, but the faint scolding became more and more sober the more he listened, and the small military tent was crowded with more than a dozen people, stuffy like a steamer on a breakfast stall opened by his daughter-in-law--but few of his mother's big-headed soldiers slept without snoring, and one after another seemed to be louder than anyone, which made Chen Ping's brain hurt.

There was some rustling sound in the darkness, and Xiao Liu, who was sleeping next to the tent, turned over and got out of bed - saying that it was a bed, in fact, it was a bamboo mat spread on the flat ground, probably noticing the shining eyes in the dark, Xiao Liu's body trembled:

"Boss, haven't slept yet?"

"What are you going to do?"

"Drink too much water, release water."

"Keep your voice quiet, don't be seen by the military discipline officer who patrols the night."

"Okay."

The sound of dripping water came, which made Chen Pingcai's eyes open helplessly, and put the water outside the tent? It's really fucking sloppy, and he can't bear it when he marries his daughter-in-law.

But before the words of reprimand could be spoken, Xiao Liu, who had just fastened his belt, rushed in: "Boss, the thunder is struck at the city gate." ”

"The moon is dark and the wind is high, what is the split..."

Before the words fell, a few dull sounds really came with the wind, and even faintly suppressed those scoldings.

Chen Ping was stunned, also turned over and got out of bed, and when he walked to the door, he saw the surging fire in the distance, shining the shadow of Xiaoliu on the ground, dragging the old man.

That's the direction of the city gates, right... But the city gate was at least a few miles away from the camp, how loud could it be to be heard so far?

Even as a veteran, Chen Ping didn't think about the enemy attack at all -- not to mention how difficult it was to fight Beiping, as the largest city in the north, it was only the barbarians in the north who could fight Beiping, and they were stationed outside the city, and the scouts were sent out for ten miles to patrol, and it was impossible not to find a trace of the enemy.

Xiao Liu turned his head: "I'm afraid it's the old men in the city who set off fireworks." ”

"Fart, it's not a holiday day, what kind of fireworks?" Chen Ping frowned, beckoning to let Xiao Liu in, "Don't fucking stand outside, I'll show the military discipline officer in a while..."

The sudden sound of the drum suppressed his words, and the drumming in the middle of the night was a military situation, Chen Ping's body suddenly straightened up, and he listened carefully to the sound of the drum.

A bang... Two sounds... Three sounds... It's not just about gathering generals, it's about gathering the whole army!

The soldiers in the tent also woke up, and instinctively put their clothes on their bodies, and people kept running out of the surrounding tents, either dazed or killed, looking at the fire at the city gate...

The herald on a military horse galloped along the perimeter of the barracks, waving a large banner with the word "Yan" extremely conspicuous, and his slightly high-pitched voice also pierced the silence of the night sky.

"Attack... City! ”

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At the same time that the guards of King Yan completed the assembly and began to move towards Yongding Gate, and the speed was getting faster and faster, and the murderous spirit was getting stronger and stronger, the garrison army in Beiping did not make any moves, and the entire camp was dark and lifeless.

But Chen Ping knew that those court officers and soldiers who had done their best to ridicule in the past were now watching... Although he didn't know why they didn't move, Chen Ping's heart was beating extremely fast, and he vaguely felt that something big had happened.

He is an ordinary soldier, a low-level officer, whether he can go to the battlefield or not, it is not for him to decide, although he is eager to obtain military merits on the battlefield, but he never thought that after obtaining this small flag identity last time, when he fell into this situation where the whole army assembled and began to attack, the direction of the weapon was actually the city gate of the Ming Dynasty.

The Yongding Gate that has been opened has experienced the wind and rain on the city wall is full of traces of smoke and fire, and broken arms and stumps can be seen everywhere, such a scene is usually not easy to see - in the era of cold weapons, killing people is just a white knife into a red knife out, where is the truth that someone is torn apart? Such a scene made some of the soldiers who had been on the battlefield feel uncomfortable, and they hurried into the city, not looking at the large hole in the city gate, and the scattered burning stumps.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunsmoke, there were already soldiers taking over the city defense, going up to the city wall to besiege the remaining soldiers, according to Shangguan's orders, the middle guard entered the city, and the left guard attacked the other city gates, Chen Ping thought that the Qianhu Institute where he was would also pick up weapons like others and start attacking the city in a dazed mood, but was hung outside the Yongding Gate by Shangguan, as if forgotten by the world.

Until a man in a green shirt walked up to them.

"Ahem..."Gu Huai's face was a little dark, but he didn't have a gloomy look, he was simply blackened, "It's really given to a thousand households..."

Fuck this improved grenade is even more powerful than before... The pile thrown out by dozens of people not only blew a big hole in the city gate, cleared a fortification in front of the city gate, but also almost blew up their own people into the sky... This is the long-term training of Daoyan's theory? It's so unreliable.

It is estimated that throwing stones on weekdays is regarded as training, and I have no understanding of the power of this grenade concentrated blasting.

Wei Laosan on the side was gearing up: "My lord, walk!" Which door do we do first? ”

Dao Yan is old and can't command, Zhu Di needs to sit in the palace to calm the hearts of the army, Zhu Neng wants to take the middle guards and the soldiers in the city to fight street battles, and Zhang Xin hasn't had time to integrate the grenade into his command system... This helped Zhang Xin attack the city gate, and it also fell on Gu Huai's head, but Zhang Xin was also bold enough, and he actually gave a thousand people with a wave of his hand...

Gu Huai has no experience in commanding troops at all, fortunately, this Qianhu is not the main attack, as the commander, after seeing the power of the grenade, Zhang Xin's decision is extremely correct, in this situation, the five thousand people of the left guard are not enough to carry out a comprehensive attack on all the city gates of Beiping, then the best way is to scatter the people to keep an eye on the movement of the city gate, and prevent them from supporting the city.

Leave the rest to Gu Huai.

Under the constraints of the royal military order, the thousand households of the thousand households pinched their noses and began to march according to the orders of the green shirt scholar in front of them, the Beiping city wall is extremely high, and it will naturally take a lot of time to go around from one city gate to another, until he heard the piercing shouting of killing again, Gu Huai has already taken the thousand households to Zuo'an Gate.

Zuo'anmen is one of the three city gates on the south side of the outer city of Beiping, in the south of Yongding Gate, although it is not as tall as Yongding Gate, but it is also nearly 30 meters long and wide... At this moment, the soldiers guarding the city were fighting with the palace guards who were attacking inside and outside, and from time to time a figure fell from the tall city wall, colliding with the ground and making a dull sound.

It's really like a mustard... Gu Huai turned his head, glanced at the soldier who was nervously clenching his knife, and pointed to a tall young soldier.

Chen Ping was stunned and watched the green-shirted scholar hit him, his heart sank, and he hurriedly went out.

The green-shirted scholar didn't rush up with them like the generals in the past, nor did he say anything beautiful in front of the whole army like the previous scholars... He just opened a wooden box, took out a black iron ball, and looked at it calmly and oppressively.

The light of the fire fold lit up, and some of the fuses like fireworks in the past were ignited, and the scholar in the green shirt handed over the iron ball, and said succinctly:

"Playing?"