One hundred thousand Mongolian cavaliers were finally going to attack Zijing Pass and the capital!
Even though there were not that many Mongolians coming, every Ming soldier felt the same way, including the generals.
A tense atmosphere swept through the entire Zijing Pass. From the generals to the soldiers, everyone was nervous.
The Mongolians' attack was very fierce. When they came, they sent out a group to attack Zijing Pass while the other group set up camp. Li Chengliang stood at the top of the city wall and looked at the Mongolians' attack method. He let out a long sigh.
"Qingxiao (Chai Guozhu's courtesy name), looks like this battle is not going to be easy."
Chai Guozhu looked at the catapults, ballistae, and all sorts of cannons on the ground, and he felt his skin crawl.
"The Northern Barbarians should have snatched these things from Datong's garrison. No wonder Pingxing Pass fell and Commander Dong died in battle. The Northern Barbarians' firepower to attack the city will not lose to our firepower to defend the city. Marshal Li, how do you think we should fight this battle?"
Chai Guozhu did not dare to be careless in front of Li Chengliang. He lowered his head and listened to Li Chengliang's orders. He also believed that Li Chengliang, who was doing well in Liaodong, had enough experience to fight against the Mongolians. After all, Li Chengliang had beaten up the Mongolians in Liaodong in the past and obtained many great victories.
But now, Li Chengliang did not have the Liaodong Iron Cavalry with him. In truth, if the Liaodong Iron Cavalry was with him, Li Chengliang would definitely let them go out and fight against the Mongolians head-on.
The Liaodong Iron Cavalry under him did not fear any Mongolian Jurchen Iron Cavalry. They would fight against one or two Jurchen Iron Cavalry. They were the fiercest army in all of Daming.
But now, these forty thousand cowards were trembling before the Mongolians even started attacking the city. Many soldiers were so scared that their faces turned pale. When Li Chengliang saw this, he shook his head in resignation.
"First, block the city gate. No matter what, we cannot let the Northern Barbarians attack. We can still do something on the city wall. As long as we can hold on until my son's Liaodong Iron Cavalry arrives, the situation will change."
Chai Guozhu heard this and felt that it made sense. In this situation, there was no need to think about going against these people. They should first defend the city and not let the Northern Barbarians break through Zijing Pass and rush to the capital.
They were the last line of defense from Zijing Pass to the capital. If they failed here, the Daming Empire would be humiliated.
The previous three victories had pushed the empire's prestige to the peak. But now, how did it fall to such a state in just three years?
He could not help but think that if Xiao Ruxun did not go to Burma and stayed in the capital, would the Northern Northern Dynasty, would Thousand Dynasty, and would Dynasty would not be so. percent. Dynasty.
He could not help but think that if Xiao Ruxun did not go to Burma and stayed in the capital, would the Northern Barbarians still be so arrogant?
It was said that in Pinglu City, Xiao Ruxun used the same number of soldiers to almost annihilate the three thousand Mongolian Iron Cavalry. At that time, he could do all this. Now, they had ten times more soldiers than Xiao Ruxun, but why could they only defend passively?
Chai Guozhu could not answer this question. He could only order the army to get ready and get the gunners ready to fire at the Mongolians at any time.
The Mongolians quickly began their attack. The shrill and desolate sound of the horn sounded. The Mongolians shouted the ancient and ancient war cry. They got off their horses and fought on foot. They relied on the standard siege weapons of the Ming Army to get closer to the Ming Army's city.
Chai Guozhu waved his hand and the war drums of the Ming Army on the city wall rumbled.
Dong, dong, dong, dong.
The Ming army also sounded the war drums that had not changed for thousands of years to motivate the soldiers' fighting spirit. The commander-in-chief and deputy commander-in-chief personally went to the frontlines to motivate the soldiers, and it made the soldiers who rarely fought against the Mongolians, or even those who had never fought against the Mongolians hold their weapons firmly.
The gunners and archers were ready. The gunners were also ready. The moment the Mongolians fired the first round of catapults, Chai Guozhu pulled out his sword and pointed it forward.
"Fire!!!!"
The defense battle of Zijing Pass began.
The cannons of the Ming Army roared. The catapults of the Mongolians also fired large stones. The stones and iron bullets flew in the air and crashed into the enemy's position.
The cannons of the Ming Army crashed into the Mongolian formation and stirred up a wave of dust and air. It knocked down many Mongolians, and some of the stones also crashed into the Ming Army's city wall. In an instant, blood and flesh flew everywhere.
The battle began with a cruel and bloody scene. Many of the soldiers from the capital who had never experienced such a cruel battle hugged their heads and screamed. They were so frightened by the cruel slaughter that they lost their minds. Some of them even started to run away. Li Chengliang was prepared for this a long time ago.
Old Li did not have any psychological burden when he killed deserters on the battlefield. He did not stop them when they ran away, but there was no way they could run away after they came here!
Old Li's one hundred and twenty retainers were all very fierce. They were all veterans who had fought with him for more than twenty years. They were all in their forties and were in their prime. They held machetes in their hands and killed every deserter they saw. Blood splattered everywhere, and heads flew everywhere.
When these fierce warriors went up against the deserters from the capital, it was like a falcon going up against a quail.
"Anyone who dares to run away from battle will be killed!"
Li Chengliang gave the order to kill without discussion.
Looking at the pile of corpses at the top of the stairs, the deserters realized that they could not surpass these fierce warriors and rush to the bottom of the city wall to seek a way out. They would die in front of them, and they would also die behind them. They had no way out.
At the bottom of the city wall, the terrifying scene of huge stones falling from the sky and crushing people to death stimulated some of the soldiers from the capital. They desperately wanted to run away, but they had only run a few steps when a few rows of soldiers holding muskets and three-eyed guns suddenly appeared in front of them and fired at them in unison.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!
At such a close distance, there was no room for error. As long as the shot was successfully fired, the lead bullets would hit their target. A large number of deserters from the capital were killed. Blood splattered everywhere, and blood flowed everywhere. Batches of people fell to the ground and died. The remaining people were afraid and did not dare to move forward.
An officer dressed in armor stood out with a saber in his hand. He walked to a deserter who had been shot in the thigh and was crying out in pain. He shouted, "Marshal Li has given the order! Anyone who dares to run away from battle will be killed! Kill! "
Then he held the saber with both hands, raised it high, and ruthlessly stabbed it down, directly stabbing the deserter to death on the ground.
"Who dares to run?!"
He raised his saber and pointed it at the terrified soldiers from the capital.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
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