Chapter Fifty-Four
Half an hour passed, and the sun had already set to the west, but General Ma had no intention of letting the soldiers stop.
However, it can be seen that the momentum of the soldiers' attack is gradually weakening, with each wave becoming weaker than the previous wave.
General Ma also felt tired and couldn't attack anymore, but he was unwilling to waste all his previous efforts.
Looking at the corpses of countless soldiers on the battlefield, my eyes were a little on fire.
Du Wenlin walked up to him and said loudly:
"This battle can't go on any longer!"
Ma Guihong stared at the city wall in front of him without saying a word.
Du Wenlin repeated it again.
Ma Gui waved his hand to his adjutant, and the attack stopped.
The soldiers retreated and began to eat. Only then did General Ma have time to talk to Du Wenlin:
"Master Du, where are your soldiers?"
The fighting here was in full swing, but Du Wenlin didn't see any of his soldiers, so he was angry.
"They are all stationed ten miles away."
"Even if you come to watch the battle, you can't be stationed so far away." Ma Gui said angrily.
Du Wenlin said patiently:
"I only brought five thousand soldiers. If we fight like this, even if I bring ten thousand soldiers, it won't help."
"Then how do you want to beat me?" He was almost scolded by a young man when he was accused.
"Commander Ma, do you think this is okay? Take back all the other three troops. Only a small number of troops will be left to feign attack on the south gate in the afternoon, so that the others can have a good rest."
"Then what?" Ma Gui asked in confusion.
"After dark, you launch a fierce attack on the south gate. I will lead five thousand people quietly around to the north gate, and while the north gate is empty, I will break through. What do you think?"
Ma Gui thought for a while and found no better way at the moment, so he nodded in agreement.
"Also, after the city is defeated, the defeated army will definitely flee from the west gate to Ningxia City. You should ambush 5,000 people outside the west gate in advance and intercept them halfway."
Ma Guixin said that it would be no problem to intercept them halfway, but the key was how to attack the city.
He didn't believe that Du Wenlin's five thousand soldiers could break through the north gate, so he reluctantly agreed.
As night fell, artillery fire continued from the south gate of Jingbian City. The shouts of killing shook the sky, and the firelight lit up the sky red.
The other three doors were completely silent, without any movement.
The defenders in the city thought that the Ming army had tried their best during the day and failed to capture it, so they reduced their forces at night and focused on the south gate.
Therefore, most of the troops from the other three gates were transferred to the south gate.
The North Gate is even more relaxed because it is far away from the battlefield.
There were only a few soldiers on the tower holding weapons and taking a nap.
Not far from the east side of the north gate, two black figures quietly jumped up from the dry moat, flying towards the city wall like two wisps of smoke.
When they came to the base of the wall, the two of them each took out a dagger with a cold light from their arms, looked at each other, soared into the sky, and jumped more than ten feet. When the momentum was about to end, the dagger was suddenly inserted into the wall, and their wrists
Using force, his body took advantage of the momentum and rushed up again. After a few ups and downs, he reached the city wall.
The two of them climbed onto the crenel with their hands and hung in the air, observing the enemy's situation inside the wall.
There were not many defenders on the city wall, only a few soldiers keeping watch.
The two climbed up the city wall, evaded the guards, entered the city, and quickly moved towards the city gate.
There are many soldiers resting on the spot in the city. They are all here to guard the north gate.
The two of them arrived near the city gate without any obstruction.
There are dozens of soldiers standing on both sides of the city gate. Their duty is to guard the city gate and they dare not slack off in the slightest.
The two looked at each other, and one of them, a thin man in black, drew his sword and struck at the soldier guarding the door like a whirlwind.
His movement was too fast and the speed of drawing his sword was even faster. Six or seven soldiers were stabbed to death in the blink of an eye.
When other soldiers saw the intruder, they surrounded him one after another.
Another man in black took the opportunity to rush towards the city gate, but before the two blocking soldiers could draw their weapons, their throats were cut with daggers.
He easily pushed off the door bolt, which usually required two strong soldiers to lift, and opened a city gate.
The soldiers of the Ming army who had been ambushing outside for a long time saw that the city gate had been opened and rushed in with shouts.
The soldiers guarding the city woke up from a dream and tried to block the city gate.
However, the Ming army poured in like a tide, more and more, and gradually moved from the city gate to the inside of the city, killing them with loud shouts of killing.
Seeing that the situation was over, the defenders in the city fled one after another. The officials simply could not control it.
A defeat is like a mountain falling, and once the soldiers lose their fighting spirit, like a dam bursting, it will be a disaster in an instant.
In less than half an hour, the Ming army controlled a large area near the north gate and was still developing inward.
The battle at the south gate is still fierce, and Ma Gui's troops are still attacking desperately, with no hope of returning.
The officer guarding the city, Qianhu Wanggang, received the report that the north gate had been broken, the defeated army had retreated to the center of the city, and the south gate was about to be attacked from both sides.
Wang Gang felt sad in his heart:
"Jingbian is finished!"
He ordered his men to retreat towards the west gate and prepare to break out of the west gate towards Ningxia.
Ma Gui was exhausted from the fight when he suddenly saw that the resistance on the top of the city had stopped, and there were not many soldiers left.
Overjoyed, he ordered his soldiers to climb up the city wall and open the south gate.
The Ming soldiers who had been chewing bones all day immediately rushed into the city.
Wang Gang led more than 2,000 elite soldiers, opened the west gate, and broke out towards Ningxia City.
The commander fled, and the remaining soldiers lost their fighting spirit, threw down their weapons, and surrendered one after another.
In less than an hour, soldiers from the north and south met in the city, and Jingbian City was completely defeated.
The Ming army, which invaded from the north gate, watched over the defenders who had thrown down their weapons on the streets. Soldiers were posted to guard every street, and private intrusion into houses was strictly prohibited.
The Ming army who entered the city from the south gate, perhaps to vent their grievances after the arduous siege, ran around everywhere, with chickens flying and dogs jumping, and flames shooting into the sky.
Du Wenlin, still dressed in black, and Wang Ling, also dressed in black, stood in the city, looking at the tragic scenes in the southern half of the city, both with solemn expressions.
Without their risky sneak attack to open the north gate, it would be impossible for Ma Gui to capture the south gate now.
Once they enter the city, they are like wolves entering the sheepfold, and the common people become the lambs in the fold.
An officer rode from the south, followed by a group of soldiers.
Du Wenlin and several Qianhu happened to block his way.
The bearded officer pointed the knife in his hand:
"Which group are you from? Why don't you go after the remaining bandits?"
"We have taken over here, please come back!" Du Wenlin said more politely.
The officer looked at Du Wenlin, who was dressed in black, and then at the several Qianhu people beside him. He didn't know where the other party came from, so his attitude became more restrained.
"Give me your name so that I can have an explanation when I get back." He asked while riding on his horse.
"Please go back and tell Mr. Ma that Beicheng has been taken over by Du Wenlin." Du Wenlin said tepidly.
"What is Du Wenlin? I have never heard of it." He originally thought that the other party was a famous person, but now it seems that he is just an unknown person.
As soon as he finished speaking, his vision went dark, he was slapped hard on the right side of his face, and he suddenly felt dizzy.
A petite soldier jumped up from Du Wenlin and slapped him in the face. Before he could react, the soldier had already returned to his original position.
He had never suffered such an insult before, so he became angry and swung his sword at the short soldier.
However, as soon as the knife cut out half of it, only half of it was left.
The slender man in black standing next to Du Wenlin used his sword to cut off his long knife.
At this time, he was really dumbfounded. He was humiliated one after another, but he didn't have the courage to challenge the other party again.
I was frightened, but with so many subordinates following behind me, I really couldn’t afford to lose face.
"Do you want to rebel?" With a wave of his hand, the soldiers behind him immediately rushed forward and surrounded Du Wenlin and the others.
Ronger drew out her dagger and glanced sideways at the officer, eager to try.
Du Wenlin shook his head and said to himself that apart from being brave and fearless in fighting, these real soldiers were not very good at using their brains.
"Stop!" a shout came, and another group of people came from the south.
Du Wenlin took a look and realized that Ma Gui had arrived.
Ma Gui came to the front and saw Du Wenlin surrounded in the middle. He quickly dismounted and ordered to the officer:
"Take your troops and search the West City immediately."
The officer glanced at Du Wenlin unwillingly and led the people westward.
Ma Gui cupped his hands and said:
"On behalf of all my subordinates, I would like to thank Mr. Du!"
Du Wenlin quickly returned the gift.
"If it hadn't been for Lord Du's wit and bravery that led to the capture of Jingbian City in one fell swoop, how many of my subordinates would have died in the battle?" Ma Gui was a cheerful person and spoke frankly.
Hearing what he said, Du Wenlin felt a little embarrassed. He was not a proud person who took credit, and he thought that he just did what he should do.
"Mr. Ma, that's a great award! I just have a small request, should I honor it or not?" Du Wenlin asked.
"Master Du, just say it doesn't matter."
"I would like to ask General Ma to restrain some of his subordinates and try not to harass the people in the city."
After hearing this, Ma Gui's face turned red and turned to the adjutant:
"Pass my order. No one is allowed to harass the people in the city. Violators will be punished on the spot."
"The mission of the lower official has been completed. After dawn, Beicheng will be handed over to General Ma. He and his subordinates will return to Yan'an Prefecture for business." Du Wenlin said again.
"Hey, Mr. Du and his subordinates have made great contributions to the battle of Jingbian. After dawn, I will personally reward the three armies. How about waiting for the soldiers to eat and drink before leaving?" Ma Gui also sincerely persuaded him to stay.
Du Wenlin saw that he was sincere and agreed.
Du Wenlin looked at the sky and said to his Qianhu:
"Everyone has worked hard tonight. It's already past midnight. Some people are left to look after the prisoners and maintain public order, while others are resting on the spot."
Under the eaves of the street, soldiers were resting in the shade of the trees.
Magui's men who attacked all the way from Nancheng were surprised to see that Beicheng was so quiet and the soldiers were all lying on the ground to rest. In their experience, shouldn't they be chasing the remnants of the enemy while also entering people's houses to grab some money?
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Now that we have this experience, we cannot be idle. As a result, many people's homes were broken into, beaten and scolded, and crying could be heard everywhere. Robbery and rape were inevitable.
Of course, many of them did not survive the night, and were executed on the spot by the law enforcement team formed temporarily by Ma Gui.
Ma Gui didn't want the younger generation from the capital to go back and spread rumors that he was not strict in running the army.
Moreover, everyone knows who deserves the main credit for the capture of Jingbian City tonight. This also makes this veteran who has been on the battlefield for decades feel ashamed.
If you continue to allow your subordinates to harass the people, wouldn't it be more true?
At dawn, Ma Gui's men led many prisoners into the city through the west gate.
Du Wenlin knew that the rebels who escaped from the west gate were intercepted and killed by the ambushed Ming army on the way. It was estimated that not many could escape through the trap.
Looking up at the sky, Dongfang has begun to turn white, and his eyelids are a little heavy. Wang Ling and Rong'er, who are nestled on both sides of his body, have also fallen asleep. Rong'er is smiling in her sleep, and she is drooling at the corner of her mouth.
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Du Wenlin couldn't help but smile. The little girl might have encountered something beautiful in her dream.
After laughing, my heart was filled with pity. Where should they be in such a cruel and bloody battlefield?
The desolate border fortress is swept by strong winds every day, and the sky is filled with yellow sand. Not to mention such a delicate girl, even the soldiers who have been guarding the border for a long time are miserable.
But they endured it silently along the way without any regrets.
Du Wenlin knew what they were doing.
They actually have no idea about the safety of the country. They go through life and death together. After all, are they just to accompany him?
Thinking of this, I felt a faint pain in my heart.
Chapter completed!