Soon the bugle sounded. This was the military order to abandon all equipment and run back.
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The officers and soldiers in the Beijing camp had long been trained to have conditioned reflexes, turning around and running. The long-term cross-country long-distance running in full gear played its role. They ran as fast as they could over a distance of one kilometer.
The Mongols saw them throwing away their heavy equipment and shields and running away. They also became anxious. If they were allowed to run into the steel wall of the bridgehead, there would be nothing they could do. They immediately began to accelerate to the maximum speed.
Yang Fan quickly issued the second order. "Command, Zhang Shize's 1,500 cavalry and Jiang Bingzhong's 500 cavalry immediately retreat and join forces inside the steel wall."
"With the order, the five regiments on the river bank, all heavily armored and armed with long guns, gathered in a dense formation, waiting for the order."
After Yang Fan gave the order, he turned around and led the cavalry back to the inside of the steel plate wall. At this time, on the city wall built with scaffolding, the steel plates turned up one after another, exposing the scaffolding. The cavalry entered the city through the gap of the scaffolding like mercury pouring down.
Immediately afterwards, the escaped Second General Banners poured into the city from under the upturned steel plate. The Mongols were chasing them less than fifty meters behind.
A large number of archers, crossbowmen and arrow towers, Franco machine artillery and five general cannons also began to load cannonballs. This time there were no one of their own outside. They loaded the solid bullets.
This time, each of the Twelve Taijis led more than 900 elite soldiers and charged forward. Ten thousand elite soldiers were in front, ten thousand cavalry were behind, and 20,000 armed herdsmen followed.
They were ready to pursue the victory, and in one fell swoop they captured the steel plate city wall, which was only over four meters high, and drove all these damn Beijing camps into the river to drown. They were wearing such heavy armor that they couldn't get up even if they fell into the river.
He could choke to death on drinking water.
The mud can sink them up to their waists, and the remaining water is enough to drown them. Even if they don't drown, the Mongols can shoot them to death with arrows when they struggle in the mud.
The Taijis all flushed with excitement. It turns out that you also make mistakes sometimes, and you are not invincible. This time, you have to get back the face you lost in Duolun.
Doro Tuman Taiji held up his scimitar and shouted loudly, "Kill these Han people and take back our pastures and slaves. Go ahead."
But when his voice rushed past the steel pillars that had been discovered before and were buried in the soil, it stopped abruptly. His head flew up without warning.
Doro Tuman Taiji saw his headless body in the air, riding a horse and holding a scimitar, and continued to charge forward. His eyes widened with disbelief.
A few seconds later, his torso suddenly spurted out blood more than one meter high. Then the body fell off the horse. At this moment, countless cavalrymen who rushed past these steel pillars silently lost their heads. Looking down from the air, countless
The Headless Horseman is charging towards the city wall.
Dasa and Wu Ya'er Huntai Ji were celebrating with their crowns and finally broke the damn shield and turtle shell. This time they watched our warriors slash them with long swords.
Then with the retreat of the Beijing camp and the pursuit of the Mongols, the painting style suddenly changed. On a sunny day, I looked at this extremely strange scene.
The scene of a group of headless horsemen charging towards the Ming army made them shiver. What was going on?
