Under the setting sun at dusk, the broken capital of Nanming has become a purgatory on earth.
Fires soar into the sky, thick smoke rolls.
The surging Daheng Iron Cavalry swept everywhere in the city, slaughtering all the forces of resistance in the city.
Under the defensive strategy of the entire Southern Ming Dynasty, under the defensive strategy of the whole people being soldiers, the moths flying into the flames that emerge from time to time, there is no time and energy to distinguish who is the civilian and who is the soldier!
Wherever you see, those who hold weapons can be killed!
The blade full of notches was stained with blood again, and the muzzle that was blooming with gunpowder fired deadly projectiles again and again.
Thunderstorms hit the sky, like a sudden rain, were thrown into the residences of the rebels. The deafening roar was often accompanied by the residual value broken arms flying across.
The tall mansion gates were broken, and soldiers rushed in and slaughtered at will!
No matter how many people of lofty ideals are, they are moths flying into the flames, they are getting more and more powerless in front of this ravage soldier.
The thick blood also dyed the broken city red little by little with the battle of the soldiers.
Step on...
At the city gate, the order was slightly obvious, with corpses everywhere and blood flowing. Surrounded by the soldiers, Duke Jingguo rode his horse into the city.
"See General!"
The generals who entered the city knelt halfway and shouted.
“How is the situation in the city?”
Xu Feng glanced at the bloody spreading on the street and asked casually.
"It is expected that before sunset, it will be enough to eliminate the remaining enemies in the city and completely surround the pseudo-Ming Palace!"
A general responded.
"OK."
Xu Feng let out a long sigh and waved his hand: "Don't follow me, do whatever you should do."
After saying that, Xu Feng rode his horse and headed towards the city surrounded by his personal guards.
"Mr. This is..."
There are generals who are confused.
A general spoke quietly: "You have forgotten that there is a big man in Quanzhou City."
"he?"
"Um……"
The generals looked at each other and immediately remained silent. They still understood the truth that the disaster came from their mouths.
At this moment, in this remnant city shrouded by war, there is a street without any trace of military vanguards, as if there is an invisible boundary that separates this street from the war in the city.
There is a small courtyard in the street. At this moment, the gate of the courtyard is closed. In the courtyard, under the trees, there is a stone table and wine pot. Lu Xiangsheng drinks and drinks by himself, but there is still a wine glass empty, as if waiting for a guest to drink.
Step on...
At some point, the sound of horse hooves came faintly, and the sound of soldiers and armor colliding was even more clear.
Lu Xiangsheng's arm trembled slightly, and in an instant, he returned to normal. He drank it all and slowly lowered the wine glass.
Crunch...
The gate of the courtyard was opened, and Duke Jingguo had already appeared outside the courtyard of this dilapidated house.
Seeing Lu Xiangsheng drinking alone in the yard, Xu Feng's eyes flashed slightly, and then his eyes circulated throughout the yard. Finally, he looked at Lu Xiangsheng again.
A soldier wanted to enter the yard to be alert, but Xu Feng raised his hand to stop him, walked away, and walked to the stone table.
"Is this glass of wine prepared for me?"
Xu Feng picked up the wine glass and stared at Lu Xiangsheng in front of him.
"The master said yes, then it's natural."
Lu Xiangsheng looked up at Xu Feng, raised his wine glass, and drank it all over again.
"Hahaha!"
Xu Feng laughed, picked up the wine glass and drank it all,
He threw down the wine glass, but suddenly kicked Lu Xiangsheng away!
"Why didn't the governor say anything at the beginning?"
Xu Feng strode forward, drew his sword out, and the blade was sharp and directly pressed on Lu Xiangsheng's neck.
The soldiers outside the courtyard heard the sound and rushed into the courtyard one by one, either drew their swords or aimed at the musket. The atmosphere in the ruined courtyard instantly solidified.
"Ahem cough cough..."
Lu Xiangsheng coughed lightly, and blood stains on the corner of his mouth oozed out. He struggled to hold him up, without considering the blade on his neck. He just looked at Xu Feng who was glaring at him, but never said a word.
After a long stalemate, Xu Feng seemed to have figured out something, and breathed a long breath, and the blade also shifted a little.
"You should take care of yourself!"
After saying that, Xu Feng stepped into the sheath and saw this, the soldiers and generals hurriedly followed closely.
Soon, the courtyard became empty again, with only the blood stains on the ground and the shaking courtyard gate proving the visitor just now.
Lu Xiangsheng climbed up from the ground with difficulty, and couldn't help coughing twice. A scarlet touch appeared on the corner of his mouth again. However, Lu Xiangsheng didn't care at all. He supported himself and sat in front of the stone bench, looking at the clearly visible smoke in the city, and he seemed to be out of sight.
When night fell, the battle in the city became more and more bloody. The remaining enemies were not cleared, and coupled with the darkness of the night, the way Daheng soldiers used to eliminate the remaining enemies would obviously be more cruel.
On this night, if you look down from the sky, you can clearly see the battle situation of this remnant city. Fires are everywhere, and teams of Daheng soldiers and generals patrolling and guarding the remnant enemies in this darkness.
And in the center of these fire points, there is a circle of fire.
There is the imperial palace of Nanming, the last place to stay in Nanming.
The palace here is obviously not as majestic as the palaces of the two capitals.
After all, this imperial palace in Quanzhou was only rebuilt from the Quanzhou Prefecture. Although it has been expanded many times, its so-called defense...
Strictly speaking, it is equivalent to nothing.
Of course, the battle situation continues here, and the city defense and defense of the palace have long lost any meaning.
If Duke Yasukuni was not worried about killing the red-eyed soldiers rushing into the palace to slaughter and slaughter them, and strictly ordering all troops to attack the palace, this palace would have probably become a Shura field.
In the early morning of another day, this broken city seemed to have become much more peaceful after a night of strangulation.
The Great Henglong Banner, which flutters in the wind, looks like it goes from outside the city to the city, and even outside the so-called imperial palace.
The tall palace walls and the few Ming soldiers on the city walls have clearly shown the fate of this palace.
The army lined up and surrounded the palace. When the war drums sounded, there was no big attack. Only the soldiers of the Polu Guards broke through the palace gate with a symbolic meaning greater than the actual meaning, and poured into the palace that represented the imperial power of the Ming Dynasty.
As for resistance...
The dozens of days of fierce battle and the strangulation after the breaking of the city have exhausted all the power of the capital of Nanming.
The remaining defeated soldiers...
Not worth mentioning!
The wars plundered in the palace, and the palace order under the power of the Ming Dynasty was instantly broken!
Eunuchs and palace maids fled frantically, but what greeted them was the blades waving by soldiers and generals.
The rebels fell in a pool of blood, knelt down and begged for mercy, arrested and bound, and the soldiers spread rapidly in the palace. In just a quarter of an hour, this small palace seemed to have cleared all resistance.
The soldiers gathered together, and finally surrounded the Ganqing Palace...
Chapter completed!