Juyong Pass is located less than a hundred miles north of Peiping. The Tatar army occupied this pass. If they sent cavalry to attack Peiping, it would arrive at noon. Therefore, it is not strange for the enemy troops to appear outside Peking City. And these cavalry must have come to explore.
The vanguard of the road, the large army will soon swarm southward.
Unlike the Ming Dynasty's army, which was dominated by infantry, the Mongolian army was dominated by cavalry. Almost everyone was equipped with several horses. They took turns to ride, which could maintain the longest mobility and carry out long-term and long-distance raids.
For hundreds of years, the Mongols relied on this advantage to sweep across the Eurasian continent.
In addition, unlike the Oroba people who are keen on riding horses and slashing, the Mongols prefer bows and arrows. These guys shoot arrows when attacking, when surrounding the enemy, and even when retreating, and the strong bows they use have a range of up to
Hundreds of meters away, equipped with sharp arrows that can penetrate ordinary armor.
All in all, in the era of cold weapons, such a Mongolian cavalry and archery team was a nightmare for all armies.
Wan Lei was self-aware and knew that he and these ten company soldiers were not human beings and could not stop the Mongolian cavalry's iron hoofs. The most he could do was slow down their offensive.
Soon, the Mongolian cavalry appeared two miles away. The ground trembled slightly with the trampling of iron hoofs. The billowing smoke and dust covered the sky, making it difficult for people to see how many enemies were coming. They were busy heading towards the city gate.
When the ordinary people who were running for their lives saw it, they were so frightened that their whole bodies trembled, and their legs couldn't help but weaken, as if the sickle of death had been harvested on their heads.
Wan Lei didn't panic. He knew there was no point in panic. He just calmly directed the ten strong men to throw an oil barrel out of the car every ten meters. The kerosene quickly flowed out and the hay was doused with oil.
When it got wet, it formed an oil line hundreds of meters long, blocking the Mongolian cavalry and the city of Beiping.
At this time, the Mongolian cavalry had already pushed in a mile away. They had already seen the group of villagers rushing towards the city gate, so they launched a group charge. Seeing the bad opportunity, Wan Lei scattered the hundreds of taels of silver in his backpack.
Usually thrown into a puddle of oil.
The ten strong men secretly felt it was a pity when they saw people throwing silver around like stones. This was real gold and silver. They were about to pick it up, but Wan Lei held them back.
"Let's go, get out of here quickly." Wan Lei also abandoned the carriage, jumped on a horse, hit the horse and ran away. When those strong men saw it, they also knew that it was important to escape now, and after grabbing the horse, they kept asking for it.
Dashing in the direction of Beiping City.
However, after running two hundred meters, Wan Lei pulled the reins and ran up a small slope to join the sloppy Taoist priest, Zhao Xueer and others who were watching the battle.
"Brother Wan, such a small amount of oil can't start a big fire at all. I'm afraid it won't be able to stop those Tatars." Zhao Xueer naturally knew what Wan Lei was going to do, but she was still a little worried.
"The enemy came too fast. Now we can only use tricks to confuse them. I hope this fire can scare them." As soon as Wan Lei finished speaking, he heard Wei'er say: "Look, the Tatars have entered the fire zone."
Yes, there are still people dismounting to pick up the silver."
Wan Lei took a look, and sure enough he saw a dozen Mongolians jumping off their horses to pick up the money on the ground, dozens more heading straight for the carriages, and some kicking the dozens of oil drums and mumbling.
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"Okay, now, rocket, shoot!" Wan Lei gave the order. Taoist Sloppy and Zhao Xueer drew their strong bows to full length at the same time. The rockets were drawn out at the same time, and each hit an oil barrel. Oil ignites when exposed to fire, and the wind helps the fire.
, only two muffled bangs were heard, the two oil barrels suddenly exploded, flaming wooden boards flew, and the flames immediately spread.
However, the sloppy Taoist priest and Zhao Xueer kept firing rockets, and the explosions of oil barrels kept coming. The charging horses were frightened and ran up and down. The Mongolian charge suddenly slowed down, and those Tatars who were interested in getting rich were under their feet.
Full of oil, before they could escape, the rolling fire surrounded them, and they were immediately turned into burning men. Screams and exclamations could not be heard.
"Let's go!" Wan Lei picked up the reins of his horse and led everyone back towards Beiping City.
After running for several hundred meters, he still didn't see the large group of cavalry chasing him. Wan Lei secretly let out a sigh of relief and thought that his plan to confuse the enemy had worked. In fact, he didn't expect to burn the enemy to death just now. He just wanted to
Make them fearful and let them know that this is a "defended" area and they are not allowed to rush around. This will buy the people precious time to escape.
Although the large group of cavalry did not pursue them, a few small groups of cavalry still bypassed the line of fire from several directions and besieged Wan Lei and others. Seeing the enemy gradually approaching, Zhao Xueer and the sloppy Taoist priest pulled the reins and attacked.
Wan Lei, Wei'er and others said: "You go first, I will break up with Master."
Wan Lei didn't argue. He knew that he was not as good as Zhao Xue'er in terms of personal bravery, so it was better to run away quickly to avoid being a burden to others. As for whether Zhao Xue'er and the sloppy Taoist priest would be in danger, he didn't need to
Worryingly, although these two people are no match for thousands of troops, they can still deal with some lone cavalry.
No, the sloppy Taoist leader pulled his horse, and without saying a word, he drew his strong bow and fired in the direction of the enemy. The long arrow was like the wind. The Tatars who were three hundred meters away could not dodge, and the arrow pierced through.
He fell directly from the horse's chest and died. Zhao Xueer was not bad either. He shot an arrow into the horse's belly, causing both the man and the horse to fall to the ground. He was not dead but was seriously injured.
When the enemy saw two of their accomplices being killed one after another, they knew that the two men in front of them were not easy to mess with, so they did not dare to get too close, so they just retreated a few hundred meters away and watched from afar. The sloppy Taoist priest and Zhao Xueer were not willing to fight, and pulled the reins of their horses.
Hit the horse and run away.
Behind them, there were fire attacks to confuse the enemy and they were killing and retreating at the same time, which bought the villagers precious time to escape. At this time, the villagers had already reached the south gate of Beiping, but when they saw that the city gate was closed, they all shouted anxiously, "I want to escape."
The officers and soldiers guarding the city quickly opened the door and let them in.
"Master Li, let's open the door." A soldier persuaded the general guarding the gate. After all, there were thousands of people in front of the city gate, and no one could be so cruel as to refuse to save them.
Standing at the top of the city was a general named Li Yuan. He heard from his comrades who had abandoned the people and fled back privately that the Tatar cavalry was approaching, so he immediately ordered the city gates to be closed tightly to prevent the Tatar cavalry from attacking the city.
.But in this way, not only the enemy will not be able to enter the city, but also the thousands of people outside the city will not be able to enter the city.
"Sir, you must not open it. If the Tatars take the opportunity to rush into the city, then, then..." the officer who abandoned the people and fled hurriedly advised.
If you don't open the door, you will risk death. Opening the door will give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage. General Li Shen was really hard to make a decision for a while, but the people below were making even louder noises. They all yelled at the officers and soldiers for not saving anyone, and there was a big mutiny.
The meaning. And the miserable cries of those women and children were like needles, piercing the hearts of everyone present.
The more the city gate is closed, the more desperate the people become. They have just experienced the pain of destroying their homes, and they have tasted the pain of being abandoned by the officers and soldiers. They traveled a long distance and finally escaped to the city gate, but the officers and soldiers closed the door.
Their hearts felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, cold and desperate!
"Open the door, open the door quickly!" A roar broke out from the crowd, which made everyone's eardrums hurt. They hurriedly looked at the speaker and heard the man say: "There are dozens of cars of kerosene under the city. I shouted three times.
If you don’t open the city gate, I will set it on fire and burn everything.”
Set fire to the city gate?! Both the stone and the jade will be destroyed?!
When the officers, soldiers and civilians heard this threat, they were all dumbfounded and looked blankly at the caller, as if trying to figure out whether this guy was crazy.
The one who shouted was Wan Lei. He was not crazy, but he was also crazy. He took out a bow, put on a rocket, pointed it at the oil truck at the gate of the city, and said: "One!"
General Li Shen on the top of the city saw this posture and knew that the other party was not joking. He gritted his teeth and said: "Open the city gate!"
The officers next to him still wanted to persuade him, but when they heard Wan Lei's cold and ruthless voice like the god of death: "Two!", they couldn't help but trembled, how could they dare to persuade him.
The city gate opened with a crash, and the people were about to swarm into the city. Several old people and children were pushed to the ground, and screams rang out again. At this time, a cold and ruthless voice came: "Don't do it."
Squeeze, I will shoot anyone who squeezes you again!"
Most of the people were subconsciously startled and stood there daring not to move, but a few people who were afraid of death still squeezed desperately towards the city gate. However, as soon as they squeezed out a few steps, there was a "whoosh" sound behind them, and a gun
The long arrow passed by the face of a strong man who was squeezing in the front, directly scratching his face. Blood spattered everywhere, making the man scream in pain.
Everyone was even more shocked when they saw this. They had already seen that the death-like man was a man of his word, so they all stood still and did not dare to move.
"A group of unorganized and undisciplined mob!" Wan Lei put down the bow in his hand and shouted loudly: "You think you can save your own life by entering Beiping City? Humph, just because of you greedy gang
The mob is afraid of death. Peiping cannot be defended. I'm afraid that before the Tatars come to the city, you will destroy the city yourself. According to me, it doesn't matter if you can't enter the city, or if you don't defend it!"
Silence, there was silence all around, because everyone present knew that Wan Lei was right, entering Peiping was not necessarily safe. If he could not defend the city, he would still end up being killed by the Tatars.
"Now, all the strong men should withdraw, and let the old women and children go first into the city." Wan Lei shouted again, waking up the people who had fallen into silence. This time, no one dared to squeeze in, because they all knew that
The guy on the horse is a murderer without blinking an eye.
"You guys, push the two oil trucks outside the city gate and spread the oil around to buy more time for the people to enter the city." Wan Lei said to the ten strong men who had just followed him to play with fire.
"Yes, Mr. Wan." The ten strong men got the order and went to do the work without saying a word. An officer supervising the battle on the top of the city saw this scene and secretly remembered Wan Lei's appearance in his heart.