Da Ming started to ascend the throne

Chapter 132
The total population of the Eastern Captives is only 30 million, and the total force is no more than 7.

They are not military households, they work in their spare time, and carry their swords in wartime.

After conquering the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, the Mongolian Eight Banners were established, and together with the Han Eight Banners, their total strength has doubled several times.

It was the Mongolian Yuan cavalry who invaded Gubeikou this time. Azig led the Zhengbai Banner and sat behind the Mongolian Eight Banners.

They had already grasped the military situation of the guard outside Gubeikou, and believed that 2000 troops would be enough to destroy the guard.

In the past when they fought against the Ming army, most of them won more with less. This time it was very difficult to mobilize [-] cavalry.

But what they didn't expect happened. The guard first bombarded the guard, and then the soldiers rushed out of the guard to fight hand-to-hand.

The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty now seem to have taken a stimulant. They have no scruples about their own lives, and they are desperately holding weapons.

Even if the Mongolian scimitar has pierced their bodies, as long as they still have a breath.

These Ming soldiers would plunge their weapons into the Mongols' bodies before closing their eyes before they died, and their morale was quite terrifying.

Seeing the hundreds of Tartars fleeing back in embarrassment, Angelao, the Tartar Khan who was about to enter the customs this time, was taken aback, and hurriedly asked:

"What's going on with you, is it clear that dog reinforcements have arrived?"

The commander of the attacking guard shook his head, he didn't dare to look the big man in the eyes, and it took him a long time before he said:
"Khan, the information is not wrong. The guards indeed only have 2000 people, but they are all similar to mad dogs. Not only are they amazingly powerful, but they also regard death as home..."

The commander stammered and restored the truth of the matter, Angelao's stinky face turned green.

"Asshole, 2000 people can't do 1000 people. It is our Meng Yuan's specialty to win with less and more. Minggou can only run away. Why do Minggou treat death like home? What about you? Are you all vegetarian?"

At the same time An Jilao cursed loudly, he got up and walked to the side of the commander, suddenly drew out the scimitar, and stabbed it into the commander's heart.

Azig was commanding from the rear, and two thousand Mongolian elites were defeated by a guard.

Although the Ming army also suffered heavy losses, with only a few dozen people left, this was also a shame to Meng Yuan, which made Meng Yuan lose face and must be severely punished.

"Come on, send out another thousand-man team, and the Minggou Guards will not leave any chickens or dogs behind."

"twitter"

A team of one thousand men from the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, led by Dongyao Niulu, flew aggressively towards the Daming Guard.

Soon they came to the city of the Ming army, looked up at the top of the guardhouse, and found none of the Ming army, so Dongyao Niulu laughed loudly:
"When they saw my Eight Banners Heavenly Soldiers, they didn't dare to show their heads. They really couldn't figure out how the 2000 men from Meng Yuan were defeated."

"Whoosh..."

Before he finished speaking, an arrow flew out of the arrow window and shot at Niulu's throat. Dongyu Niulu was taken aback, and stretched out his hand to grab a Mongolian Yuan soldier in front of him.

"puff……"

The arrow hit the Mongolian soldier's throat, and the Mongolian soldier Biao died on the spot.

In the eyes of the Eastern Robbers and Kou, the status of the Mongolian Yuan is higher than that of the Han people, and the status of the Mongolian Eight Banners is also higher than that of the Han Eight Banners.

Even so, a small Dongyao Niulu dared to use Mongolian and Yuan soldiers to block arrows.

"Crack...almost shot and killed that Dongyao commander, come again!"

The arrow missed that Niu Lu just now, in the watchtower of the guard, the commander Wei Hui slapped Li Qing on the shoulder hard, telling him to continue.

Li Qing didn't look back, his eyes were fixed on Niu Lu, and the bowstring was fully drawn again:
"As long as the boss remembers to find me a wife, Li Qing will definitely shoot that thief."

"Whizzing……"

Before Li Qing finished speaking, he shot three arrows one after another, and the three people beside Niu Lu fell off their horses one after another. Li Qing shook his head helplessly:

"Boss, it's not that Li Qing is incompetent, that dog thief always grabs the Mengyuan tartars around him to block arrows, it seems that I am destined to be a bachelor."

The other Ming soldiers held firecrackers in their hands, fixed their eyes on the Mongolian Yuan soldiers outside, and laughed loudly at Li Qing.

Thirty people, facing a thousand Mongolian Yuan and the Allied Forces of the Eastern Captives, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were not afraid at all.

Being able to relax so much at this time shows that they are all determined to die.

"Brothers, aim and fire for a while. We don't have a lot of ammunition. Try to save it. The longer it takes, the more likely it is that reinforcements from Ming Dynasty will arrive."

"Don't worry, Boss, after the ammunition is finished, we rushed out to fight them hand-to-hand. What Mengyuan Batulu, it's not the same as falling under our sword."

While Li Qing was talking, he kept shooting bows and arrows in his hand. During this time, he shot and killed more than a dozen Mongolian Yuan thieves.

These Mongolian and Yuan soldiers were not all experienced cavalry. Most of them were hunters who were temporarily drawn into the army before departure.

"500 people shot at the arrow window, and another 500 people dismounted and attacked the city. Grandpa didn't believe that their few people could stop our heavenly soldiers, kill them!"

At Niu Lu's order, the five hundred Tartars drew their bowstrings, and the other five hundred Tartars began to dismount. They lifted the discarded ladders and charged towards the city wall.

Wei Hui yelled:
"Brothers, pay attention to dodge, try not to be shot, we still shoulder the important task of guarding the gate of the Ming Dynasty."

While speaking, Wei Hui bent down to pick up a hard bow in order to save ammunition, and immediately opened the bow and set up an arrow and shot several arrows in succession. Suddenly, five or six tartars carrying ladders to attack the city were shot and fell down.

"Whizzing……"

"Pfft..."

Suddenly there was a rain of arrows, and even though the city wall blocked it, some arrows still shot through the arrow window. The brave commander of the Ming Dynasty hit three arrows in a row in an instant.

"Boss..."

The others yelled, and the guns in their hands were about to fire. Wei Hui endured the pain and shouted:

"Don't fire for now, I'm fine, the arrow didn't hit the vital point."

An arrow was shot in the shoulder, arm and lower abdomen. Although it was not fatal, it also made him temporarily lose the ability to shoot arrows.

But Wei Hui didn't flinch, he threw away his bow and arrow and picked up the firecracker, and hid beside the arrow window with difficulty, the firecracker in his hand was already aiming at the tartars climbing the city wall.

Whether it is the Tartars or the Dongbao people, they are not good at siege warfare, but they are only facing the Thirty Ming Army, even if they are not good at siege, they can easily take down this guard.

Seeing that the Tartars were approaching the top of the city, the archery Tartars stopped shooting, and Wei Hui shouted:
"Brothers, fire."

"Rumble..."

With Wei Hui's order, thirty firecrackers fired at the same time, and the tartars who were close to them fell off the ladder one after another, and knocked over many tartars below the ladder one after another.

The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty who had lost their combat effectiveness in front also took up the firecrackers at this time, leaned on the tower and lit the matchlocks in their hands.

After a round of firing, the Tartars yelled and climbed up. They wanted to climb to the top of the city while the Ming army was loading ammunition.

But Wei Hui and the others had prepared hundreds of firecrackers, and the ammunition had already been loaded, and the sound of the firecrackers sounded again immediately after.

"Rumble..."

(End of this chapter)