When it was daylight, Yang Ming and the fleeing Yongchang Northern Army had already run dozens of miles.
But the pursuers behind him were still chasing him at a short distance, especially the thousand-man cavalry. Whenever he integrated the defeated army to form a force, they would make a surprise attack at night and finally reunite him.
His morale was completely shattered, and until now, the only people who can still gather around him instead of fleeing are an irregular group of two thousand people.
Even these two thousand people were thanks to the fact that he had temporarily dismantled the personal soldiers he had built over the years and sent them to various centurions to organize supervisory troops. Otherwise, the previous cavalry charge would have dragged him in place, waiting for the follow-up.
As soon as the pursuers arrive, they will die immediately.
Fortunately, Tongcang City is not far away.
Yang Ming sat on the horse, walking with the army while looking at the embarrassed army in front of him, frowning secretly, "Still not sure how many people are chasing behind you?"
Next to him was a middle-aged man wearing bright armor. The armor was covered with dense formation patterns, which was obviously not ordinary. "Returning to the general, my subordinate had personally explored the rear army before he got close to the air.
Being targeted by someone, and escaping all the way back, that person showed mercy..."
He reached out and touched his arm. The armor there was cracked, deformed and wrapped tightly with white gauze, and there were still blood stains. "Similarly, those pursuing soldiers who were not far or near were probably chasing them away. At most, they took the opportunity to capture some of our skirmishers.
There should be no intention of killing them all."
"You don't mean to kill them all? You sneak attack and set fire to my army camp at night. Even if the prefect still won't fight with him to the death, it will be the result of breaking up and never seeing him again." Yang Ming snorted coldly, his voice was cold, "Now
The garrison of Tongcang City is only four thousand, and with the two thousand of us, even if some scattered soldiers can be gathered in the future, it will never be able to return to the scale of ten thousand people. If Shen Cheng is not motivated this time, but goes to the south
That Mr. Yun really has a counter-intentional intention... I'm afraid it will be difficult to defend Tongcang City with just one..."
The middle-aged man said in horror, "General, you think... Shen Cheng and the others dare to attack my Tongcang City?!"
"Why don't you dare? Maybe the death of that short-lived ghost Luo Tianen is related to Mr. Yun, and the prefect is just his grandfather!" Yang Ming's words shocked the middle-aged man next to him and lowered his head, and he snorted coldly.
After making a sound, he realized that he had made a mistake in his words, but he still said with some resentment, "This time we were ordered to station at Tianmen Pass. We thought it was a simple job, but we faced such a big defeat. With the temper of the Grand Administrator,
Even if I spare you afterwards, there will definitely be no good fruits to be gained unless I use Tongcang Castle to stage a counter-attack...!"
The middle-aged man looked back at the dejected soldiers and felt desolate in his heart, "In any case, we should enter Tongcang City first and then make long-term plans."
"Of course," Yang Ming asked, looking at the dimly visible Tongcang City Wall in the distance, "Is there any letter from General Meng?"
"Gone," the middle-aged man replied. He looked up at Yang Ming's expression and then added, "Yicheng...has not sent the letter yet..."
"Let's do this for now. If we still can't win the whole game, then I, Yang Ming, will cut off my head and throw it on top of the city. It won't be too late for you to write to Yicheng at that time," Yang Ming's face was full of evil, and he looked middle-aged.
The person's hair stood on end, "You'd better go to the rear and be more careful. Don't get stopped outside Tongcang City. That would be troublesome!"
The middle-aged man said yes and left.
Yang Ming looked at the distance, then looked behind him, murmured something to himself, and then suddenly shouted to the soldiers behind him, "Yongchang Erlang, the front is Tongcang Military Town, the city is solid and the food is sufficient, just enter Tongcang."
There is nothing we can do about the Lijun Qingqi coming, so work harder and enter the city faster!!"
Only then did the defeated army regain some morale. They were all hungry, but their marching speed was really fast. Soon, they arrived at the foot of Tongcang City.
Tongcang City is one of the three most important military towns in the northern part of Yongchang County. Relatively speaking, it is located in the south, corresponding to the two mountain passes of Lijun in the south. The other two are Liangcang in the west and Zhengcang in the east.
, respectively corresponding to the Ganshuiguan line in Anling County in the west, and the Xiucheng area in the hinterland of Guang County. The three military towns are in a triangle shape. They are not only large towns for garrisoning troops, but also important towns for grain and grass. They can not only provide logistical support for the border garrison troops of all parties, but also
It can be used as a transfer fulcrum for the other two military towns and is the top priority of the northern defense line of Yongchang County.
The Tongcang city wall is more than ten meters high and covers a very wide area. The city wall is surrounded by fertile fields, but most of them are empty after the winter and autumn harvests.
When Yang Ming's defeated army arrived at Tongcang City, the defenders on the city were obviously a little nervous. They closed the city gate from a distance. When Yang Ming led his troops to come closer to verify their identity, the city guards still refused to open the door, which made Yang Ming angry.
The seven orifices are full of smoke!
Just when Yang Ming took off his helmet and pointed at the defenders on the city to curse, a middle-aged man who was in the rear suddenly came galloping over, "General, the pursuers behind us have increased their speed and are already five miles behind our army!"
"How could it be so fast?!" Yang Ming was shocked, and then shouted at the defenders on the city, "Did you hear that?! Gan Yuan's army is about to attack the city. I don't care where General Chen Pi is now. Hurry up!
Open the city gate and let us in, otherwise I will make it difficult for you to walk around the prefect’s place without food!!”
There was a commotion among the defenders on the city. Many soldiers were so frightened by the words "Gan Yuan's army is coming to the city" that they retracted behind the city wall. After a period of confusion and clanging on the city wall, one man came out.
The city wall said, "We are opening the city gate now. General, please ask them to come in quickly. Otherwise, if Gan Yuan's army kills all the people before they all come in, we will have to close the city gate!!"
Yang Ming's face was gloomy. He sat on the horse and straightened up and looked back. He could vaguely hear the shouts of killing behind him, so he didn't care about anything else. After saying something to the middle-aged man, he shouted to the soldiers around him.
Said, "Enter the city, enter the city quickly!!"
The city gate opened slowly, and Yang Ming took the lead and rushed in. The soldiers behind him were scrambling for the first place. They wished they had lost their weapons and rushed into the city gate regardless of their formation!
But when Yang Ming rushed into the depths of Wengcheng, he discovered that the inner city gate was still closed. He was shocked, raised his head and said angrily, "Open the inner city gate quickly!"
Soldiers came in waves from behind, and the urn city was quickly filled to capacity.
Yang Ming's heart sank to the bottom. A cold thought was like a poisonous snake in the bed on a cold night, sending chills down his spine. His whole body was so stiff that he could hardly move. He saw rows of people suddenly appearing on the surrounding city walls.
Crossbowmen!
They were holding long bows and powerful crossbows, wearing the standard armor of Lijun elites, and the green cloaks behind them looked like the morning sky.
"Buzz!!!"
Countless arrows fell like rain, and the defeated army living in the urn city was just a crowded target, and the people on the city did not need to aim at it.
"Shangyuan Army..." Yang Ming's heart was filled with despair, cold to the bone, and then he was filled with anger, "Lijun Luoyun, you have betrayed your ancestors and forgotten your ancestors...you...!"