Go back to the end of the Ming Dynasty to be a soldier

Chapter 140 Jierhalang Falls into the City
In the northern part of Miyun, on the section of the Great Wall from Xifengkou to Qingziling that spans tens of miles, 2 to [-] people fought on it, with torches lined up in a long line, and the shouts of killing were earth-shattering. The scene was very grand.

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

The Tartars here have fallen into a situation where they are attacked from both sides.In the front are the mighty generals Lin Yi and Zu Keyong, and in the back there is the mighty general Liu Zhaoji.The Guanning iron cavalry in the front and the Tianxiong army in the back. Compared with the Tartars, these soldiers of the Ming army are at an absolute disadvantage in number, but they are all elite soldiers. Coupled with the favorable conditions on the Great Wall, the Tartars Only bad luck.

The Tartars caught in the middle were squeezed at both ends and became the doormat in the middle. At this time, no matter how strong the Eight Banners Army is, no matter how powerful Jierhalang is, it is impossible to escape the fate of defeat.

The fierce battle continued until the fourth watch, and Jierhalang's men could not move forward, nor could they retreat.

Jierhalang now knew that this battle was a complete failure. Now it was not a question of finding a way to turn the tide of the battle, but a question of how to break out of the encirclement and escape with his life.

But the crux of the problem now 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, so they can't fly up, let alone go down!
Seeing that his team is getting shorter and smaller, and Lin Yi and Liu Zhaoji are getting closer and closer to him, if Jierhalang wants to follow the old path of Duoduo, he has to think of a way to survive.

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

Jierhalang really deserves to be the Prince Zheng of the Qing Dynasty. At this moment, remembering that a thousand Tartars took advantage of the loopholes and climbed up the city wall, Jierhalang looked under the dark city, and immediately issued such an order Order.

After giving this order, he still scolded himself, really confused.Wouldn't it be impossible to get off the Great Wall without going through the Guancheng?Can so many living people be suffocated by urine?If you leave Butcher Zhang, you may not just eat mixed pigs!

When Jierhalang said a word, the Tartars around him also woke up like a dream, and hurriedly prepared the ropes. Someone took a torch and took a picture of the bottom. They thought the bottom was okay. The place is relatively low from the ground, about four or five feet away. Looking tall, he quickly abandoned his horse and fell down.

Of course, they can't be the first to unload their lord. What's going on down there in the middle of the night has not yet been clarified.

The Great Wall is so high, and 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, some soldiers and some of his personal guards must go down to ensure the safety below, and then let their prince Go down, it's safe.

It's easy to work when there are too many people, and several rope locks were thrown down at will, and the few people on the top kept them. Falling into the city.

Dozens of Tartars fell down, and after making sure that nothing happened below, it was the turn of the famous Prince Zheng to start falling into the city.

The other tartars slipped down while holding on to the rope. If they didn't grasp well, they could only blame themselves for falling.The prince's treatment is of course different.

Jierhalang is only 39 years old this year, but he has already been respected by his subordinates as an old prince.I wrapped a rope around his body a few times, fearing that he would not be able to grasp it firmly and fall down. If it was so high, it would cause bubbles.

After wrapping it up, fasten it tightly, and then several Tartars grabbed the rope and slowly unloaded it. Ji Erhalang was slowly unloaded from the top of the city as if he was about to enter a bottomless pit to search for treasure.

Of course they ran to the outside of the Great Wall. The characteristic of the Great Wall is that the inner wall is relatively lower and the outer wall is higher.The distance between the inner and outer city walls and the ground is several feet, and some even exceed several feet, or even dozens of feet. When encountering cliffs and cliffs, the depth is bottomless.

It was also Jierhalang's bad luck, so many people landed safely when others went down, but something happened when it was his turn.

Because at this time, several sharp arrows flew over from above the city, and the several Tartars who were pulling the rope for him were all shot down, and two of them even fell to the bottom of the city.

At this time, Jierhalang was only halfway down, and while he was hanging in the air, the rope was suddenly loosened. With a loud cry, Jierharang began to fall under the acceleration of gravity.

Ji Erha was born tall and burly, and with armor all over his body, his gross weight was no more than 250 catties. He suddenly fell from a height of more than two feet, like a big stone falling from the sky.

There were already several tartars standing under the ground, ready to hit their lords. They were afraid of accidents when they landed. Who knew that accidents happened, but they didn't have wings, and they didn't have special functions. Can you handle it?

There were two clever Tartars, who saw something bad, and hurried to the side, but it was too late, and in the end, these people became Jierhalang's backs.

In addition, there were several ropes wrapped around Jierhalang's waist. Originally, his subordinates had good intentions and were afraid of falling him. Unexpectedly, this kindness was not rewarded. It was like being tied up, restricting his martial arts performance.

As a result, Jierhalang actually fell down, covering a large area at once.

The ground below is rocky and rocky. If it weren't for the fact that there were a few servants at the bottom here, Jierhalang would have been smashed into meatloaf on the spot.

But this fall was not light. One of the two tartars directly below his body lost his breath on the spot, and the other lumbar spine was broken, comminuted, and disabled for life.There were two others who were knocked down, one fell to the bottom of the mountain, and the other knocked out its front teeth, and its mouth was full of blood. It should be said that it was the lightest.

Ji Erhalang's leg was broken, and he couldn't get up on the spot. The pain made him grin his teeth and sweat all over his face.

At this time there were still a dozen or so Tartars, of course they didn't care about others, they quickly helped their prince up, but they couldn't even stand up, they couldn't even walk, so they had no choice but to support him.

These tartars felt a foul smell coming from Jierhalang's body, and it turned out that a military tartar's urine and feces had been thrown out, and he got on his body.At this time, life-saving is the most important thing, and nothing else can be considered.

At this time, the Ming army on the city had spotted them and started shooting arrows here. The arrows whizzed, and two Tartars were pierced by the arrows on the spot.

The Tartars drove their lords to run quickly. Someone in front was holding a torch to light the way. Some of them stumbled and got bumps on their heads, but they didn't care about it at all.After finally running to a safe place on the flat ground, the bows and arrows on the Great Wall could not reach them.

At this time, the fall of the Tartars was still going on, and the fighting was going on in full swing.

Jierhalang endured severe pain there, and waited for a while, feeling that many of his subordinates followed in twos and threes, it was dark, and the sky would soon dawn, and they couldn't wait any longer, a land of right and wrong , can not stay long, must leave here as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if the Ming army pursues them after dawn, it will be difficult for them to fly.

But now they have no horses. People can fall from above, but horses cannot.

Only everyone took turns to run with him on their backs. Fearing that there would be pursuers behind them, these tartars started cross-country racing, running hard and jogging, but they dared not stop.

He didn't know how far he ran until dawn, when a forest appeared in front of him, and several Tartars inside drove out thousands of war horses, and Jierhalang knew that they were saved.

This is the war horse left by a thousand Tartars who climbed the city from here. I didn't expect it to come in handy here.However, Jierhalang saw that there was no shortage of war horses, and there were at most two or three hundred people around him.

But now it doesn't matter that much, as much as can be taken away, in order to change the distance, each person rides one horse, leads one or two horses, and there are still hundreds of war horses left.

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

After running for more than 100 miles, I felt completely safe now. Seeing that there were no pursuers behind me, I stopped to rest.

Now there are only so few of his 3 horses left, and Duduo's 3 army is completely wiped out. How can he face His Majesty Khan when he goes back?
The more Jierhalang thought about it, the more angry he became, and he was about to kill himself with a knife.

"My lord? Don't commit suicide, my lord! If you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood..."

The Tartars took the knife from him in a hurry. After a few days of persuasion, Ji Erhalang agreed to continue to live. The Tartars mounted their horses again and rode away...

Lin Yi and Liu Zhaoji each led a team to kill from the two ends to the middle until dawn before they took over.

Except for a few who fell into the city and fled, more than 1 Tartars on the Great Wall were all beheaded overnight by Ji Dong and the others.

Now these Ming soldiers are exhausted. Just now, they were supported by spirit, and now they can't get up even if they relax.

Their faces were covered with dirt and blood, some were lying on the ground, some were holding on to the crenel, and some were pressing on the corpse, panting heavily.All the sweat had flowed off his body, and his clothes were soaked through with sweat and blood.

Yesterday they fought for several hours during the day, and fought for a whole night at night. These two battles were tough battles, not to mention that they rode horses and ran for dozens of miles. It is conceivable that they exhausted a lot of energy. .

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

Xiaoying and Zhezhe were paralyzed on the ground, unable to utter a word, and their pink and fair faces now turned into gaudy faces.

At this time, Ji Dong's bay red horse was too tired to get up, lying there covered in sweat, bald and sniffing.

Lin Yi leaned on the bloody crenel, panted for a while, held up the knife, and looked down from the gap between the scattered corpses to the place where Jierhalang and the others fell into the city. It was the corpses of the Tartars, stained with blood, some fell to their deaths, others were shot to death by bows and arrows, some were crushed to death, all kinds of deaths, except Jierhalang.

Lin Yi cursed under his breath: "Damn it, let you pick up a bargain, save your dog's life, and take it later!"

(End of this chapter)