Lugou Bridge.

Qie Xue Qianhu A Shu sadly stroked a stone lion beside him, and the river water shrouded in mist under his feet was gurgling.

"The flowing water falls and flowers are gone!"

He sighed sadly.

Well, this style seems to be a bit wrong!

He is the Qiexue Army, he is the descendant of the strongest legion of Mongolia. His ancestors once followed the Khan to rampage the Eurasian continent and swept countless countries. They were fast horses, hard bows and heavy armored scimitars, making all enemies tremble in front of them. However, now he chanted sad words like a melancholy poet in the wet morning, and his thin body and fair skin were obviously not suitable for the warriors...

Of course, this is mainly fucking pot.

But in fact, the Qiexue army had already striding forward on the road to the transformation of the Eight Banners. Not to mention this time, even Kublai Khan's later period, he no longer expected this army, but also established a personal army of guards. After leaving the cold and barren Mongolian Plateau and then enjoying this colorful world as a conqueror, they inevitably went to corruption. Although they all had the highest salary and the best land, and even consumed one-seventh of the Yuan Dynasty's finances a year at most, these not only did not inspire them to their courage and even destroyed their fighting spirit.

Speaking of which, the Qiexue Army at this time was actually a group of parasites serving sweat, eating, drinking and having fun. They had not been on the battlefield for many years, and it was not just them. The Mongols who moved inwardly were actually similar. As for Chahan Timur...

He can't actually be said to be a Mongolian.

He was a Naiman. The Naiman tribe destroyed by Mongolia. He was not a Mongolian prince. He was just a Mongolian civilian. His starting lineage was no different from those who rebelled. He was developed by himself by pulling flags and seven or eight guns. It was just that he was from the Yuan Dynasty. But even though he had become the number one warlord of the Yuan Dynasty, he was actually despised within the Yuan Dynasty.

It's because of the low origins.

So Boluo Temur didn't like him because Boluo Temur was a genuine nobleman. After Yang Feng teared up Mengge, he cut off Nulin with a knife.

The reason why these high-ranking warriors of Qixue had not completely become the Eight Banners with a five-meter hard bow was that the Yuan Dynasty had just lasted for a hundred years. If they really had to compare, they would definitely not be stronger than the Eight Banners in the early years of Qianlong, and might even be weaker. After all, the Eight Banners in the early years of Qianlong could still rely on the Sorens to support the situation, but at this time the Mongols in the mainland could only rely on Semu people, plus the left-behind tribes in the northeast and hometown for blood transfusions.

Qiexue Army?

That's just a legend.

"Brother, are there really reinforcements?"

His brother said carefully.

This was the morning of the second day after the Hexiwu War. Naha's crushing defeat means that the Northern Expedition Army of Wu and Yue will be at the city this afternoon.

But Dahan did not run away.

It is said that the Khan received a report from BoloTemur that the reinforcements had arrived in Xuande, and there were only 100,000 cavalry. Not only BoloTemur, but even Li Siqi and others chose to be loyal to the Yuan Dynasty, so the Khan decided to stick to Dadu and wait for this powerful reinforcement. In addition, it is said that several Khans in the Western Regions have also decided to form a coalition force to rescue. Of course, just listen to this, and everyone knows what the relationship between the two sides is.

However……

"Who knows! Even if we run, where can we run!"

A Shu said sadly.

His younger brother bowed his head sadly.

Indeed, even if they run, where can they run? They have lived here for a hundred years. Since they were born, they have lived under the care of others. They have lived a life of luxury and food. Can they still go to grazing in the snow and ice of the forest? They can't grazing either! They can neither farm nor grazing, they can only wear clothes and eat to open their mouths.

"well!"

A Shu sighed.

At this moment, his expression changed.

"What sound?"

His brother exclaimed at the same time.

It was the sound of horse hooves, the sound of countless war horses trampling on the ground, and even they felt the trembling of the ground. The two brothers Ah Shu looked at each other, then they waved their hands back, and the warriors of Qie Xue who were on standby at the bridge came forward one after another, holding bows, arrows, swords and spears on the bridge, staring at the fog in front of them tremblingly. The hazy shadow in the mist became clearer and clearer, and the trembling of the ground under their feet became clearer and clearer.

Suddenly a war horse rushed out of the mist.

A man in gray clothes and without armor on the horse was stunned for a moment.

"Run!"

A scream suddenly came from behind A Shu.

Almost at the same time, the man instantly drew his knife from the saddle, and the same cavalry behind him rushed out continuously. With the dialect they could not understand, all the cavalry pulled out their slender swords while running, and rushed toward the bridge deck of Lugou Bridge in a blink of an eye, stepping on the stone slabs. Just as the Qixue Warrior collapsed behind him, A Shu squatted beside the railing with a hug of fear, and then the torrent of the cavalry rushed past and instantly crashed into the dispersed Qixue Warrior. The slender sword cut through the mist with a series of cold light and harvested Qixue Warrior's limbs or head with splashing blood.

In the mist behind them, the torrent of cavalry continued to flow out as if endlessly. A Shu squatted beside the railing with his head in his arms and screamed constantly.

I don’t know how long it took, but a war horse next to him suddenly stopped, and then more war horses stopped.

"Why is there a living Tartar here!"

A middle-aged man on the horse's back looked at him and said.

A cavalry next to him immediately pulled out his knife. A Shu rushed to the man's horse without hesitation, hugged the horse's legs, and then cried and said, "General, general, the villain is willing to lead the way for the general. As long as the general does not kill me, I am willing to open the city gate for the general! I am Qiexue Qianhu, and those people on the city wall will not doubt me!"

"Are you Qiexue Jun?"

Zhang Dingbian said a little surprised.

He is not a fool, of course he would not fight to the death in Daming and Wang Baobao after Lu Zhen and others opened Dongchang. The biggest advantage of the Han army compared to Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhang Shicheng was that they had enough war horses. They fought thousands of miles from Xiangyang and defeated hundreds of thousands of enemies along the way. The captured on the battlefield, confiscated from the Mongolian Semen people along the way, and the contributions of Han landlords and warlords, Chen Youliang owned nearly 100,000 various war horses and pack horses, and there were also a large number of camels, so Zhang Dingbian was blown away by Lu Zhen in Dongchang and began to prepare to learn from Li Cunxu of the past before the street battle ended.

He rushed to Dadu with 30,000 chest plaque cavalry and dragoons, with a total of 60,000 horses and more than 5,000 camels with cavalry raiding.

He had no enemies along the way.

Boluo Temur's army retreated to Shanxi, and all the Mongolian and Semu troops in Hebei were concentrated in Daming and other places. The remaining main forces of Touhuante Muer remained at the Haijin line. However, there were no Mongolian and Semu troops on the line from the Han army controlled area north through Zhending and Baoding to Dadu. There were only Han people and landlord armed forces including the Khitan Jurchens. The latter two families were actually Han people in the Yuan Dynasty. As long as these people promised not to liquidate them, they would turn against each other without hesitation and clean up the elderly, weak, women and children of Mongolian and Semu.

That's how Zhang Dingbian did it.

He ran forward at a speed of more than 150 miles a day, receiving the Han landlords along the way, and then they were responsible for providing food, cleaning the upper class in the left-behind places, and acting as a guide, while his army continued to move forward, and even without even entering the city without any shortage of food,

He rushed to Dadu like this.

Because many landlord armed forces actually turned against him before he arrived, almost no one went north to report to Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen after all, after all, Lu Zhen's army was almost blocked, and Zhang Dingbian had arrived at Lugou Bridge, and Tsuen Tsuen Tsuen didn't notice it at all.

"The general needs to be surprised. This Qiexue is just a name. He is no longer the courage of his ancestors. Even the rich Han people can buy it for money!"

A man beside Zhang Ding smiled.

"Brother Shi, Brother Shi, it's me, A Shu!"

A Shu said excitedly at him.

"Uh, it's really you!"

He said unexpectedly.

"Since it is your old friend, let him go and let him lead the way and open the city gate. After entering the city, he will forgive his family for his sins, and his property and land will not be kept."

Zhang Dingbian said.

"Please, Grandmaster!"

A Shu stood up excitedly and said with a humble look on his face.

Since this is simple, before the fog was dispersed, the Han army vanguard who had already crossed the Lugou Bridge quickly arrived outside the capital under the leadership of Zhang Dingbian, under the guidance of a guide of the Zhending Shijia, under the guidance of Qianhu A Shu of Qiexue Army. A Shu then went forward and called the door. Of course, the defenders on the city would not not know him, because the fog was too heavy to see whether the cavalry beside him were his own people, so he opened the city gate without any doubt.

"Kill! Capture the Tartars alive, the king of Han will be destined to be the destiny of heaven!"

Looking at the city gate open in front, Zhang Dingbian drew his knife and shouted.

Suddenly, all the Han cavalry hidden in the fog rushed forward, and they immediately found something wrong on the city wall, but unfortunately the situation was over. The surging cavalry torrent instantly stepped past the Yuan army trying to move forward to stop, and led by A Shu to head straight to the palace, and 30,000 cavalry dragged a long dragon of more than ten miles followed.

They rushed into Dadu and quickly diverted the traffic, and then started a carnival-like killing.

Nothing can stop them.

All 30,000 were the most elite soldiers of the Zhang army, all of which were tempered by more than ten years of war. They were equipped with flintlock rifles, short guns, black powder grenades, and even their camels were carrying disassembled mortars and howitzers. Even the three-pound field guns were disassembled and installed on them. The cavalry carrying spears and sabers rushed forward like a torrent in the capital, trampling all those who dared to resist them under the horse's hooves. The sound of muskets resounded throughout the land that had been ruled by alien races for hundreds of years, and the flames of grenade explosion shone in the morning mist. The top people who rushed out of the house in horror were constantly nailed to the ground by spears. The Khans who were holding the sign of the warriors of Qie Xue finally fell down in the muskets and used their serum to clean the land for hundreds of years.

The forward led by Zhang Dingbian himself soon arrived outside the imperial city.

Lingxing Gate.

"Quick, put the cannon on!"

Zhang Dingbian shouted excitedly.

He encountered stubborn resistance here, because it was too early and the gate of the imperial city had not opened. After his army arrived, the guards of the imperial city quickly completed the defense on the city wall, and then fired out with bows and arrows and firearms.

With his roar, a team of camels following him were immediately led. The artillery stepped forward and quickly unloaded a light field gun, which was actually a three-pound bronze gun. The barrel and gun stand of several hundred kilograms could be dismantled and carried. Soon, the small cannon, which was difficult to even fists, was assembled, and then quickly loaded the ammunition and immediately aimed at the city gate and sprayed flames. At only two hundred meters, the shells that were close to the speed of sound flew over instantly. There was a hole in the city gate that was wrapped in oak. The gunner immediately cleared the barrel chamber for thirty seconds before the second shell flew out. This shot should have hit the door bolt behind. The city gate shook suddenly, but it still did not open.

At this moment, another 12-pound mountain howitzer was assembled and then fired quickly. Although the short-barrel howitzer was not doing this, it was still very powerful at only two hundred meters.

The city gate shook violently again.

Then the field guns opened fire.

Then the howitzer opened fire.

Just as the eighth shell hit, the thick city gate suddenly opened backwards.

"Open fire!"

Zhang Dingbian said.

The dragoons lined up beside him immediately pulled the trigger, and the Mongolian warriors shooting arrows outwards fell one after another on the city wall. While the infantry reloaded the bullets, the field guns and howitzers that raised the muzzles fired almost at the same time. The former smashed a basin to pieces, while the latter fired a ball-shaped flowering bullet, and the shells crashed into the city tower with their flames.

"rush!"

Amid the explosion above his head, Zhang Dingbian pointed his knife in his hand, and the torrent of cavalry that had been impatient for a long time immediately moved forward. The shooting of the dragoons began again. Under the cover of them and cannons, the cavalry quickly rushed through the moat and crashed into the imperial city, and then rushed up the city wall along the horse path. As the enemy collapsed, the dragoons outside also rushed in, and even the artillery pushed the cannons to the next city gate.

But Chongtian Gate has no defenders.

Zhang Dingbian blasted the main entrance of the palace with a gunpowder pack without hesitation.

Then the Han army flocked into the palace.

However……

"No?"

Zhang Dingbian screamed in disbelief.

The one who stayed in the palace was Tymuer, the one who stayed in this palace was Tymuer, the King of Huai.

"Master, we have all been deceived. Da Khan had already fled outside the pass last night. Most of them were waiting for reinforcements, and Boluo Temur and Li Siqi's coalition forces had arrived in Xuande. All of these were fake and were lying. Those who deceived us here to stay here and deceive Zhang Shicheng were not in a hurry to pursue them. Then Da Khan got out safely. We were all deceived. He had already arranged the Huai King's Supervisory Kingdom and then abandoned us and ran away."

A Shu said with grief and anger.

Zhang Dingbian stood there in shock...

"Chasing, chase it quickly, don't let Zhang Jiusi's people take the lead!"
Chapter completed!