Ming Dynasty: Starting from Liaodong Jiangmen

Chapter 23 Let's Die!

It was only then that the frightened Jurchen cavalry realized how stupid their idea was.

The majestic city of Beijing and the masterpieces of Chinese craftsmanship are right in front of you.

There is only an Wengcheng in Guangqumen, which is as big as half a town in Zunhua. Shops and houses are lined up in rows. Countless crenellations surround the Wengcheng. It is surrounded by flags and cannons soaring into the sky.

On weekdays, this place was a prosperous small town, but now, it has become a large battlefield.

Such a magnificent imperial capital was beyond their imagination.

"Boom—"

With a muffled sound, the heavy and solid Guangqumen city gate was closed tightly.

This sound like a death knell made the Jurchen cavalry who were still in the city have no time to run out with their eyes wide open.

The Jurchen cavalry who didn't come in, or those who were lucky enough to escape, fled in all directions without hesitation, completely losing their initial excitement.

The hundreds of remaining Jurchen cavalry who were besieged in the Wengcheng, without the leadership of the guard commander Mao Bali, each one became a headless fly with no brute force but nowhere to use it.

Rushing and colliding randomly, the Liao army under the city had already fought against the Jurchen cavalry.

The artillery fire at the top of the city was continuous, and every time it hit the Jurchen cavalry, they would cry for their fathers and mothers.

Dozens of Jurchen cavalrymen wearing helmets and armor instantly fell on their backs, their flesh and blood flying everywhere.

They suddenly discovered that the heavy armor that had given them unlimited confidence in the past was like a thin piece of paper when faced with the firearms at the top of the city. It made no difference whether it was worn or not. With one shot, all men and horses were killed!

Li Shunzu stood at the top of the city, his brows twisted into a knot.

There was a fight under the city, and the constant roar of cannons and cannons around him made his ears buzz.

I saw that the three thousand elite Liao troops were divided into three groups, like three groups of swimming dragons, rolling and stirring among the Jurchen cavalry.

The decline of the slave knights was evident, and even the refugees gradually lost their fear. Some people picked up the stones under their feet and threw them at the slave knights who were surrounded by the Liao army. The refugees also saw a long-lost peace of mind on their faces.

This person looked up and saw Li Shunzu's eyes as deep as ancient wells, looking coldly at everything outside the city.

Seeing that there was no way to survive, the remaining Jurchen cavalry simply mounted their horses again. Some of them took out their carry-on scarves and tied them in front of their mounts.

"Come with me!"

"We are the warriors of Dajin, and King Khan will avenge us!"

The Jurchen cavalry fought like a trapped beast and formed a sharp knife, directly piercing the Liao army's formation in front.

But none of them were eager to fight. Instead, they followed the holes in the Liao army's formation and ran straight towards the unarmed refugees in the distance!
"These dogs build slaves and are going for the refugees!"

"They want to die with the refugees, leaving us to fight in vain!"

Yu Kuan came behind Li Shunzu, his face full of disgust.

"Titai, how can there be such a person in the world?"

Li Shunzu did not expect that the battle situation would change like this. The combat effectiveness of these Jurchen guards was so strong. Facing several times the Liao army's formation, they were able to win with one blow and broke through the formation and went straight to the refugees.

It's just that the thousand Beijing troops at the top of the city cannot bear to fight in the field. Sending them out will only make the outer city also in danger!
The Liao army under the city had already discovered the clues and separated a group of men and horses to pursue them. But most of them were soldiers. How could human feet outrun the horses' hooves?
"It seems that these refugees will not be able to escape their bad luck."

Li Shunzu lowered his head and looked at the city, clenching his fists with mixed feelings in his heart.

Most of the hundreds of refugees below the city were old, weak, sick, and disabled, and most were women and children.

Is there nothing I can do?

Going down to the city to fight head-on with the Jurchen cavalry to protect the refugees, Li Shunzu suddenly hesitated when he thought of this.

Hand-to-hand combat is no child's play. The level of cruelty on the battlefield just now has far exceeded Li Shunzu's imagination. If he really led more than a thousand Beijing troops out of the city and were rushed into the outer city by these slave riders, the consequences would be even more unimaginable.

Just when Li Shunzu was about to give up, a loud shout suddenly sounded from the city.

"It belongs to men, stand up!"

A young man with ragged clothes but steely eyes stood up.

Although he was holding a wooden stick, the momentum erupting from his body at this moment was even stronger than that of the Beijing troops at the top of the city.

What happened next made Li Shunzu feel the warmth of the world for the first time.

Following this young man, more men came forward one after another.

From teenagers who are just about to reach adulthood at the age of 80 or [-], to old people in their [-]s or [-]s who have half their feet in the ground, they have to use their own flesh and blood to build a city wall to delay the Jurchen cavalry and create time for the chasing Liao army!
Seeing that the people were like this, Li Shunzu no longer hesitated at all.

In his previous life and this life, Li Shunzu had never done anything so unhesitatingly.Perhaps he was infected, Li Shunzu took out the saber from his waist and walked away.

"Death is death!"

"Yu Kuan, you stay in the city. If you dare to go down, come to the city with Li Shunzu!"

Yu Kuan was startled when he heard this, and immediately shouted: "I am willing to live and die with Titai!"

Unexpectedly, Li Shunzu turned around and said: "This is my military order. There is no room for failure in the outer city. You are more familiar with the structure of the city wall than I am. I can trust you to leave the defense to you!"

"Take the stage." At this moment, Yu Kuan had tears in his eyes. He just felt that he was not following the wrong person. He turned around and waved his sword wildly, "Fire the blunderbuss, fire the cannon. Don't be afraid of exploding the barrel. Fire as hard as you can!"

The deafening sound of cannons hit the charging path of the Jurchen cavalry. Many Jurchen cavalry flipped over and fell under the urn, but dozens of cavalry still broke out of the large net composed of cannons and cannons.

Their bloody mouth was in front of them. Li Shunzu led hundreds of Beijing troops who voluntarily followed, and took the refugees who spontaneously formed a formation to form a flesh-and-blood defense line. Behind Nuqi, countless Liao troops were using their double The legs rush hard.

Li Shunzu never thought that he had such a righteous side.

Isn’t it true that what you have been thinking about all this time is how to escape and how to live a good life?
Thinking of this, Li Shunzu laughed.

It's been less than a month since time traveled, and even I don't recognize myself.

Is this still the migrant worker from later generations who only knows how to go to work and go home?
Forget it, just die.

What if I die here and travel back in time?

My parents are still waiting for me at home.

Li Shunzu recalled scenes from his past and present life in his eyes, and tightened his grip on the scarred Li family sword that had experienced countless battles, but at this moment, his heart was unusually calm.

It can even be said that since time travel, Li Shunzu's heart has never been as peaceful as it is now.

The slave riders on the horses swung their whips wildly and used the spurs on their boots to continuously stimulate their mounts. The horses with their heads covered were no longer afraid of the hail of bullets on the city wall.

In an instant, the two parties intersected.

There were shouts and screams one after another. Although the Beijing troops all voluntarily went to the city, many of them were just as hot-headed as Li Shunzu. When they actually arrived on the battlefield, they were already on the verge of collapse before dozens of slave cavalry rushed over.

Dozens of slave cavalry actually broke up the military formation formed by hundreds of Beijing troops.

Although this military formation was formed in a hurry, it is also true that the Beijing army is not accustomed to formation fighting.

There were still a few slave riders who broke out of the human wall, rushed into the huddled women and children behind and started to kill them. Each of them was like a demon from hell. All they wanted to do was to kill more lives before they fell.

Soon, the pursuing Liao army arrived, changing the battlefield in an instant.

The Liao troops were well-trained, and they were all elites who had fought hard on the battlefields of Liaodong for many years. They quickly controlled dozens of slave cavalry, forming groups of three and five people, and surrounded the slave cavalry. In the midst of the spears, both men and horses were stabbed alive.

"We won!"

"Finally survived."

Most of the refugees were saved, and hundreds of Jurchen elite white-armored guards in Wengcheng were wiped out.

Mao BaLi, the commander of the Xilan Banner Guards, who had just been canonized as the No. [-] Jurchen Batulu by Huang Taiji himself, turned into a pile of minced meat.

Behead hundreds of people, all of them real slaves!
However, the casualties of the Liao army and the Beijing army in Guangqumen were less than one-fifth of the Jurchens. This was a real victory!

Listening to the cheers around him, Li Shunzu got up with difficulty from the corpses on the ground, looked at the corpses of the two slave riders at his feet, touched the hot blood on his face, and didn't understand what had just happened.

Li Shunzu only remembered that he used all his strength to fight with a fallen slave knight.

But the slave rider was tall, armored, and very experienced in combat. The tiger-headed sword he used was so powerful and heavy that even his hands were numb with one strike.

This was Li Shunzu's first time fighting. He had no strength but didn't know how to use it. After a few head-on fights, he received several wounds on his body. He was suppressed and kept retreating, seeing that his life was in danger.

It was Yu Kuan who didn't know when he brought people down to the city to join the battle. Seeing that Li Shunzu was in danger, he dropped his knife and ran over, desperately hugging Nu Qi from behind, giving Li Shunzu time to deliver a fatal blow.

Li Shunzu killed someone, but he didn't care so much. He turned around and looked for something eagerly.

Soon, Li Shunzu's eyes were fixed on the crowd.

Yu Kuan was lying on the ground dying, with severe injuries on his body.

Li Shunzu rushed over, stunned, and then shouted back like a madman.

"Come on!"

"Find a doctor, find a doctor quickly!!"

(End of this chapter)