Just last night, Yang Bing discovered the Tatars who had sneaked in on the city wall. He followed them all the way to the military camp with a few soldiers guarding the city.
Just when the Tatars were about to set fire, Yang Bing and others knocked them out. Time was running out, so Yang Bing pulled them into the military camp for interrogation.
Under torture, the Tatars revealed their plans.
Yang Bing sent messenger troops overnight to deliver news to Wan Qi Keer, but Yang Bing did not expect her to bring troops back for support, because there was a Hatan army between Jincheng and Beiliu.
Yang Bing asked Fang Dahai to take out the topographic map of Jincheng. Originally, Yang Bing wanted to use Jincheng's favorable terrain to defend the city. However, after seeing the topographic map of Jincheng, he discovered that the direction of Jincheng to Beiliu was There was a secret passage, so he arranged a team of soldiers overnight.
One of them put on the same clothes as himself and waited in the secret passage. Once news came from the military camp, they pretended to be running away and fled from Jincheng.
Yang Bing let go of the gates of Jincheng and went to the military camp to take command of the overall situation. As for yesterday's fire, it was just Yang Bing's cover-up. He asked the soldiers to find some gunpowder for firecrackers and use the glowing gunpowder. Take it and put it in the haystack and light it. From outside Jincheng, it looks like a fire. The black smoke during the day is because Yang Bing lit some damp wood.
Then Yang Bing asked the soldiers to roll out the catapult overnight and put the tung oil in ceramic jars.
Early the next morning, Yang Bing went up to the city wall and showed Gui Lichi a look of resentment, in order to make him take it lightly and relax his vigilance.
As expected, Guilichi was fooled. Now standing on the city wall, he finally discovered something was wrong.
The Tatar soldiers inside were burned to the last bit by the fire. Those Tatars who had entered the alley earlier with the intention of burning, killing and looting had already been eliminated by the ambushed Ming Dynasty soldiers.
The Tatars outside the Golden City couldn't get in because a sea of fire was burning in front of the city gate, so they could only shout helplessly outside.
"Okay, now it's time to finish. Send the order! Leave no Tatar soldiers behind!" Yang Bing turned around and walked towards the observation tower.
"Yes!" The tens of thousands of troops behind him shouted in unison, and the sound was deafening, reaching Gui Lichi's ears.
"Fang Dahai! Follow me and capture that ghost Lichi alive!" Yang Bing got on his horse and pulled out the sword that was in his hand.
This is the scene that Yang Bing has dreamed of. Even though he has been on the battlefield countless times in his previous life, he is still excited at this moment.
"Yes, General!" Fang Dahai agreed excitedly.
At this moment, his inner feelings could no longer be expressed in words. He was really shocked by Yang Bing's plan. In this battle, he had wiped out nearly 10,000 Tatars without even seeing the enemy's face. Tartar, this is simply a miracle.
"Is this really the good-for-nothing young master from Kyoto?" Fang Dahai had the same doubts as Wan Qi Ke'er.
"Master, you must be careful!" Ziyun stayed in the military camp and looked at Yang Bingyuan's retreating figure with a worried expression, but he was also shocked in his heart. When did his young master become so powerful?
"Kill!!!" A thunderous roar rang out, and a Tatar remnant was hacked to death by Yang Bing before he could react.
The soldiers behind them were also greatly encouraged. The soldiers stationed in Jincheng had never fought such a beautiful battle. Because the Tatars were very good at horseback riding and were good at riding and shooting, they could only defend this difficult-to-defend position over the years. Although the Tatars could not attack the golden city, they did not dare to go out. Once they reached the plains, they were no match at all.
But today, they can fight the Tatars unscrupulously. The anger they have suffered for so many years finally has a place to vent, and the soldiers are able to kill one by one.
Behind the cavalry, some orderly infantrymen carried sand on their shoulders, extinguishing the fire while checking to see if there were any Tatars who needed to be hit.
Soon, while arriving at the city wall, Gui Lichi was still looking at the bottom of the city wall blankly, as if nothing had happened in his eyes.
Sibu on the side was already frightened, and he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "General Yang, please be merciful! I'm just..."
Before Sibu finished speaking, Guilichi's sword arrived. Sibu touched his neck: "Where is my head?"
Gui Lichi's sword was dripping with blood. He looked at Yang Bing opposite. At this moment, he was surrounded by Ming Dynasty soldiers. It was only at this moment that Gui Lichi realized that he was defeated. He was defeated so completely that he even lost. None of them had the strength to fight back.
"General Yang, it is a blessing for the Ming Dynasty to have people like you."
"Don't dare, don't dare, it's just a little trick." Yang Bing said lightly.
"Now that things have happened, I just want to know why you concluded that I must enter this golden city?" Gui Lichi's face showed no expression.
"Well, how should I put it? In fact, I have no confidence at all that you will come in. It's just luck. If leader Guilichi insists on not entering Jincheng, there is nothing I can do." Yang Bing waved his hand and said.
Gui Lichi was stunned after hearing Yang Bing's words. After a few seconds, Gui Lichi looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha, I didn't lose unfairly! If I can meet an opponent like you, Gui Lichi is convinced!!!"
After Gui Lichi finished speaking, he raised his sword and slashed his own throat, killing himself.
"Hey!" Yang Bing still wanted to stop him, but it was too late. The dignity of the ancients is really no joke. If you say suicide, just commit suicide.
Yang Bing still thought about using him to blackmail Hatan into retreating after capturing Guilichi.
It's impossible now.
"General Yang, what should we do next? Gui Lichi's remaining army is leaderless. How about we pursue the victory and annihilate them in one fell swoop?" Fang Dahai said from the side.
Yang Bing shook his head: "No, although their people have lost their leader, they still have at least more than 30,000 troops. It will take a lot of effort for us to annihilate them. Don't forget that there are still people over there. There are ten thousand men from Hatan.”
"What about us?"
"Recuperate, clean up the city, find someone to deal with all the remaining Tatars in the city, and then have a few soldiers dress up as common people and go out to spread the news that Guilichi has been captured by us." Yang Bing finished. He glanced at Gui Lichi's body with great regret.
Then turned and left.
"Yes, General" Fang Dahai watched Yang Bing leave very respectfully. At this moment, he already regarded Yang Bing as his idol.
But as long as Yang Bing knows how dangerous this battle is, if Guilichi does not enter the city but fights a tough battle with him outside, he will not have any advantage. After all, Guilichi has brought nearly 50,000 troops. Even using the human sea tactic, you can easily defeat this Jincheng.
But now that he had won, Yang Bing was very excited. He finally understood why the generals in the ancient books looked up to the sky and laughed after winning, because it was really great!
