Da Ming started to ascend the throne

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A guard outside Gubeikou had just experienced a brutal fight, and now there were less than 30 people left in a team of one thousand people.

On the other hand, more than 2000 people from the vanguard of the Meng Yuan army were defeated by the Ming army guards, and the corpses of the Ming army and Tartars were piled up under the city.

The Daming Guard, which had won a disastrous victory, also existed in name only at this time, and five or six of the more than 30 people lost their combat effectiveness.

The commander of the guard had a bandage wrapped around his head, and the bandage was already stained red with blood. He leaned against the city wall and looked at the remaining soldiers, feeling sad for a while.

A total of 1000 people, the oldest of them is 50 years old, and the youngest is only 16 years old.

Facing the two thousand Mongolian Yuan iron cavalry without fear, they finally rushed out of the guard to fight the enemy hand-to-hand. In the end, the Tartars left nearly two thousand corpses and retreated.

Although it was one of the few victories in recent years, the Ming army also paid a heavy price. The lives of more than 900 soldiers will remain on this land forever.

Commander Wei Hui:

"Brothers, although we have temporarily won the victory, the Tartars will surely return, do you still dare to fight them?"

Centurion Liu Ren:

"What are you afraid of? The worst thing is to die. As border guards, we have already anticipated our own life and death. Unfortunately, my daughter is only five years old this year, and I will never see her again."

Centurion Zhang Wu:

"Don't worry brother, the current emperor is holy, after we die in battle, the imperial court will definitely take good care of them."

Soldier Li Qing:

"You have wives and children, but I'm only 17 years old this year, and I haven't even tasted what it's like to be a woman. When I had the opportunity, I should have gone to the Yihong Building. Even if I died in battle, at least I have become a real man! What a pity!"

"Haha, you boy, you can't keep the big head, and you are still thinking about the little head, you want to laugh us to death, right?"

Wei Hui walked up to Li Qing and patted him on the head:

"Li Qing, tell me, are you interested in that girl? If we can survive this time, I will personally go and snatch it back for you after the war."

Li Qing happily slapped his thigh, and suddenly cried out in pain. He forgot the wound on his leg, and after a long time he said:

"Boss, the daughter of the Wang family at the entrance of our village not only has big buttocks, but also has big breasts. If we can marry her, the first child will definitely be a boy."

"Hahaha... This kid, don't look at him not talking all day, he has a lot of small things on his mind, don't worry, the boss will definitely do it for you. The update is the fastest../ ../

"Woooooooo..."

Suddenly, there was a sound of ox horns, and everyone knew that it was the charge of the Mongolian Yuan army.

Wei Hui hastily ordered:

"Brothers, cheer up, as long as we defend Gubeikou, the emperor will reward us a lot. Even if we die in battle, our family will at least have enough to eat and drink."

"Help me up and kill them all. I only hope that the emperor can send someone to take care of my elderly mother."

"Kill all the dogs and thieves, I only hope that the emperor can send my young daughter to a family with good conditions."

Thirty soldiers of the Ming Dynasty stood up supporting each other.

They grabbed the firecrackers beside them, and immediately began to fill the pills, preparing to fight to the death with the Mongolian cavalry.

Chapter 133

The total population of the Eastern Captives is only 30 million, and the total force is no more than 7.

They are not military households, they work in their spare time, and carry their swords in wartime.

After conquering the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, the Mongolian Eight Banners were established, and together with the Han Eight Banners, their total strength has doubled several times.

It was the Mongolian Yuan cavalry who invaded Gubeikou this time. Azig led the Zhengbai Banner and sat behind the Mongolian Eight Banners.

They had already grasped the military situation of the guard outside Gubeikou, and believed that 2000 troops would be enough to destroy the guard.

In the past when they fought against the Ming army, most of them won more with less. This time it was very difficult to mobilize [-] cavalry.

But something happened that they didn't expect. The guard was bombarded first, and then the soldiers rushed out of the guard to fight hand-to-hand.

Now the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty all seem to have taken a stimulant. They have no scruples about their own lives, and they are desperately fighting with their weapons.

Even if the Mongolian scimitar has pierced their bodies, as long as they still have a breath.

These Ming soldiers would plunge their weapons into the Mongols' bodies before closing their eyes before they died, and their morale was quite terrifying.

Seeing the hundreds of Tartars fleeing back in embarrassment, Angelao, the Tartar Khan who was about to enter the customs this time, was taken aback, and hurriedly asked:

"What's going on with you, is it clear that dog reinforcements have arrived?"

The commander of the attacking guard shook his head, he didn't dare to look the big man in the eyes, and it took him a long time before he said:

"Khan, the information is not wrong. The guards indeed only have 2000 people, but they are all similar to mad dogs. Not only are they amazingly powerful, but they also regard death as home..."

The commander stammered and restored the truth of the matter, Angelao's stinky face turned green.

"Asshole, 2000 people can't do 1000 people. It is our Meng Yuan's specialty to win with less and more. Minggou can only run away. Why do Minggou treat death like home? What about you? Are you all vegetarian?"

At the same time An Jilao cursed loudly, he got up and walked to the side of the commander, suddenly drew out the scimitar, and stabbed it into the commander's heart.

Azig was commanding from the rear, and two thousand Mongolian elites were defeated by a guard.

Although the Ming army also suffered heavy losses, with only a few dozen people left, this was also a shame to Meng Yuan, which made Meng Yuan lose face and must be severely punished.

"Come here, we are dispatching a team of thousands of people, and the Ming Dog Guard will not leave any chickens or dogs behind."

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A team of one thousand men from the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, led by Dongyao Niulu, flew aggressively towards the Daming Guard.

Soon they came to the city of the Ming army, looked up at the top of the guardhouse, and found none of the Ming army, so Dongyao Niulu laughed loudly:

"When they saw my Eight Banners Heavenly Soldiers, they didn't dare to show their heads. They really couldn't figure out how the 2000 men from Meng Yuan were defeated."

"Whoosh..."

Before he finished speaking, an arrow flew out of the arrow window and shot at Niulu's throat. Dongyu Niulu was taken aback, and stretched out his hand to grab a Mongolian Yuan soldier in front of him.

"puff……"

The arrow hit the Mongolian soldier's throat, and the Mongolian soldier Biao died on the spot.