Wanli 1592

Chapter 505 Fall of Pingxing Pass

Seeing the situation slowly improving, Dong Yikui felt relieved, and even more vigorously waved the drumsticks and beat the drums, even though most of the guards around him were killed or injured, it didn't matter.

As long as the soldiers muster up the courage to continue fighting, everything is worth it!
He beat the war drum vigorously, and the rumbling sound of the war drum stimulated the heart of every soldier of the Ming army.

Their struggle is meaningful.

Dong Yikui has never been so passionate like this. Even though he knows that his army will suffer heavy losses, as long as he can hold the Pingxing Pass, even if he pays his own life, it will be worth it. He decided so.

He raised his hand high and beat the war drum fiercely.

"General be careful!!"

At this moment, a soldier shouted, before Dong Yikui could react, a thick and long crossbow arrow roared towards him.

To be sure, Dong Yikui's left arm was broken from the elbow with an arrow, and Dong Yikui's broken arm and drum stick shot up into the sky, and blood sprayed out from Dong Yikui's broken arm like a spray.

"what!!!!!"

Dong Yikui roared like a dying lion, lost his balance and fell to the ground, the majestic battle drums stopped abruptly, and the soldiers of the Ming army who were fighting were panicked, extremely panicked and stunned.

The Mongols just stepped up their offensive at this time, and seemed to be ready for the last fight, pressing countless troops on the city wall in one breath, and the defense line of the Ming army's city wall was full of holes and precarious.

The entire city wall was in the midst of melee, and Mongols rushed up the city wall unhindered to join the battle queue. In hand-to-hand combat, the disadvantages of the Ming army quickly became apparent, and they did not have the slightest advantage.

A large number of soldiers died on the city wall, blood stained every brick and stone, and all this happened under Dong Yikui's watchful eyes. Dong Yikui's severed arm was still spurting blood, and he felt that he was getting weaker and weaker. , couldn't even feel the pain, and the guards around him said something in a panic, but Dong Yikui couldn't hear anything.

A large number of Mongols flocked here, and Dong Yikui's only three remaining guards drew their swords for the final bloody battle. They killed a few Mongolian soldiers, and then more Mongols rushed up and hacked to death. was killed in battle.

Dong Yikui no longer had any guards to protect him. With his broken arm, he couldn't even stand up. He fumbled with his right hand and found a knife. He held the knife with great effort and laid it across his chest. Looking up, I can see the playful expressions and uncontrollable excitement on the faces of those Mongolians.

He was a high-ranking official, a third-rank general soldier, and the highest military officer in a province. Although he was nothing in the eyes of civilian officials, there were only a few dozen military officers like him in the entire Ming Dynasty, and the death of any one of them was not a trivial matter.

He supported his own knife, straightened his body, and the power that came out of nowhere made him stand up unsteadily.

There seemed to be a surprised expression on the Mongol's face, surprised that the dying Ming army officer could still stand up and look at them with a knife.

He raised the knife in his hand, rushed forward with all his strength, and swung the knife down, as if he wanted to kill another enemy, but the three Mongols held three Ming army-style spears and did not hesitate. It stabbed him in the chest, stabbed him back again and again, and slammed into the wall fiercely. The intense pain made him almost numb.

Everything in front of me became more and more blurred, the world in front of me seemed to be no longer clear, and only the whistling wind was left in my ears.

Suddenly, he thought of his younger brother Dong Yiyuan. The two brothers were both high-ranking military officers and both were appraised as brave generals. Dong Yikui was still a little unconvinced at the time that he was going to beat him.

For this reason, he put in more efforts to practice martial arts and spent more time studying military books, but he still failed, failed to hold the Pingxing Pass, and was unable to turn the tide. Now, he couldn't help thinking that if this battle Let the younger brother fight, will it still be like this?
The three spears were pulled away from his body, and he could no longer feel the pain. The inertia caused him to fall forward, his burly body crashed to the ground, and his body hit the bricks of the city wall heavily. He finally sucked A breath of cold air.

The flat type is over, really over.

Your Majesty... the criminal... I'm sorry Daming...

This was his last thought.

On November 25th, the [-]th year of Wanli, Pingxingguan fell, and all [-] soldiers in the pass, from Dong Yikui, the general soldier of Shanxi, and Zhang Da, the guard of Pingxing Pass, all died in battle. Except for more than [-] young and strong men and women who were taken captive, the rest were all killed, old, young, sick and disabled.

On that day, Pingxingguan City was on fire all night, like a ghost town, screaming and screaming for help and laughter filled this small world.

When the sun rose in December, there was no life in the ruined Pingxingguan City, only the flames that had not been completely extinguished and the headless dead bodies everywhere.

After the 1 cavalry of Tumote, who were in charge of attacking Pingxing Pass, broke through Pingxing Pass, apart from a [-] cavalry force that rushed to Taiyuan City, the remaining [-] main force quickly rushed to Bauhinia Pass according to the established plan.

They burned, killed, and looted all the way. The Han villages and towns from Pingxingguan to Zijingguan were burned, killed, and looted.

The people in this area got the news very early and ran desperately into the pass. Those who had horses rode them, and those who didn’t have horses tried to find a way to get a car. The poor could only run around. Either hide in other places and ask the Bodhisattva to bless them so that they will not be found by the Mongols.

Under such circumstances, after only one and a half days, Zijing Pass received an early warning.

Chai Guozhu, who arrived at Zijingguan to take over the defense of Zijingguan, was stunned when he heard the news that Pingxingguan had fallen and a large number of Mongols were coming to Zijingguan. He quickly realized the urgency of the situation and immediately sent a flying rider to report to Li Chengliang. There is also the imperial court, which allowed the imperial court to prepare early, and he quickly arranged for defense.

Zijingguan is located between Daomaguan and Juyongguan. It is an extremely important guard of Gyeonggi. It consists of five small cities, Xiaojincheng on the north bank of Juma River, Guancheng on the south bank, Xiaopanshicheng, Qifengkou City, and Guanzuoling City.

The main defense system is composed of four pass cities on the south bank. If the south bank is lost, there is only one small river left on the north bank to resist.

Bauhinia Pass was actually lost.

Once the Bauhinia Pass falls, the city of Beijing will be in danger. This is what Genghis Khan did when he dealt with the Jin Dynasty, and he also did the same back then.

If the Bauhinia Pass is over, the imperial court can start preparing for the third defense of Beijing, and the Wanli Emperor Zhu Yijun will become the third emperor to guard the country after Emperor Jingtai and Emperor Jiajing.

This is really nothing to be proud of.

The significance of Bauhinia Pass to the capital cannot even be compared with Juyongguan. Chai Guozhu has been a frontier general for a long time, and he is well versed in military affairs. arrange.

(End of this chapter)