The battle in Luoyang is also a battle of survival!

Luoyang is not only the Heshuo City, but also the intersection of resources. The taxes of prefectures and counties on the Yellow River line gather here, thus transferring to the capital, and materials from Sichuan and Shaanxi also communicated here and heading towards the Central Plains.

Especially King Fu, who was enfeoffed in Luoyang, has a land of all over Henan and even in the neighboring provinces of Shaanxi and Sichuan. King Fu also has the salt intake of Shaanxi salt. At that time, Emperor Wanli said that the wealth and food of King Fu's mansion were astronomical.

All of this is the last life-saving straw in the eyes of the farmers who won the severe drought in the 13th year of Chongzhen.

If you can grab it, you will live; if you can't grab it, you will die!

Unfortunately, people are not tides after all. They have been hit for a whole day in the cold winter. In addition to adding countless frozen corpses under the city wall, they have not been able to shake the newly built brick and stone city wall of Luoyang that was founded in the dynasty. The exhausted Jimin had to retreat with full disappointment, the hungry wolf licked his wounds and retreated.

However, the city wall is not easy either.

There are too many rebels!

As Sun Chuanting expected, the withdrawal of Qin troops was simply a matter of withdrawing the bandit army! The decision-making mistakes between Emperor Chongzhen and Grand Secretary Yang Sichang made the entire north empty. There were three guards in Luoyang City who came into the bandit suppression troops of Yang Sichang. Hong Chengchou left the pass to resolve the siege of Jinzhou, and even pulled the last bit of elite troops of the north.

On the tenth day of the first lunar month of the 14th year of Chongzhen, more than 100,000 Li Zicheng's rebellion army suddenly surrounded Luoyang, first unplugged the last few barriers of Luoyang such as Qili Bridge and Sanshan Post, and then surrounded Luoyang city walls. However, in addition to the two or three thousand generals of Henan, Wang Shaoyu, who came to support him, only Luoyang City's own rural soldiers and brave men were left.

Even if Luoyang in the Ming Dynasty was far from that of Tang Luoyang, they could not stand the size of guarding the huge city wall. They were unable to stand the battle to defend the city. Fortunately, Li Zicheng's backbone veterans were almost completely damaged in the battle of Sun Chuanting. Today, even if they have combat effectiveness, as if they are about fifty people like the Eight Banners of the Qing army, Luoyang City will be captured.

Unfortunately, there is no if in history. This is the fourth day of the battle to defend the city. The two groups of poor people fought to the death, making Luoyang's night again belong to the royal family and the wealthy families.

Although it was a war, it did not stop these rich people from doing so. The singing and dancing of the wealthy families were as peaceful as the yard of Chuguan, the largest brothels in Luoyang City, was closed with the gates, but the lights on the upper floor were still on, and the sound of small songs was faintly conveyed. The girl was singing songs, and the scholar pretended to be casual and chanting poems. It was close to it, which was soft and sang, but it was far away, but it was a unique ghostly spirit, which indicates some kind of ominousness.

The big clan with lanterns was also looking for fun in the mansion. Before he knew it, the thirteenth year of Chongzhen had passed again. Before the first month of the year was over, every household was still celebrating that they had lived another year of rice insect life, and did not take the surrounding area of ​​Luoyang to heart.

These people are very confident about defending Luoyang City. After all, in the eighth year of Chongzhen, Li Zicheng and Gao Yingxiang were defeated once in Luoyang City. The peasant army has never recorded a record of capturing such a big city and important town. Moreover, the title of King Fu is here. The current emperor's uncle, can the court not come to rescue him?

Compared with the decaying life of these wealthy vassal kings in the center of the city, the people and the defenders suffered many times.

On the top of the city, there was a ladder rushing up to fight with the corpses of the trespassing army, which were frozen with the city walls and could not even be thrown away. Just sat next to these corpses. The soldiers of the government were ventilating and rubbed their already-broken hands desperately. If the military rules of the Ming army were following the rules of the Ming army, this season, the garrison would usually give a new set of winter clothes, but even the soldiers on the nine sides had not seen new clothes for decades, let alone the second-tier troops and local garrisons. The cold winter was so cold that the soldiers had only sent a set of linen clothes, and could only squeeze straw into their clothes to keep warm.

On the other side, in order to defend the city, the inspector Wang Yinchang also organized the male residents in the city and guarded the city section according to Baojia. On this cold winter night, they did not dare to sleep at all, so they could only light a fire along the base of the city wall to keep warm.

There is still some welfare to defend the city. At least the government manages food. After a while, a big pot finally started to boil. The cold night was so hot that it was so hot that it was so hot that it was so hot that it was so cold that it was wearing a ragged thin clothes. The man in Luoyang, wearing a bowl, was immediately lined up with a few bowls and went to fight one by one.

"Thank you, sir!"

The hot porridge was cooked into the bowl. A Luoyang man nodded and bowed, holding the bowl and blowing the heat, and then walked back. However, after not taking two steps, he was stunned when he looked at the porridge under the fire. He slurped the spoon twice, looked at the pitiful dozen grains of rice in the light rice soup, and he had a sad face. He folded it back again.

"Official, I haven't beaten the rice. Can you give me another spoonful of charity?"

"It's all like that. If you like it, get out of here!"

The constable wearing a soapy public uniform was full of impatient scolding, which scared the man so much that he had to tremble and walked back with the rice soup again depressed. He had not yet reached his own area! But he felt the surface of his feet hot, and a bowl hit him directly at his feet.

"Damn it! I'm fighting hard with the bandits and thieves! It's fine to have a bunch of men enjoy the happiness and warmth in the city! Is this food enough to be full! Is this called porridge? This is water!"

"Okay, Zhang Laowu, the water has a bit of rice flavor, it's a hot thing! What are you looking forward to these days?"

There was a question in the crowd immediately, but it seemed that he was really angry. The rest of the anger that had dropped the bowl was not yet gone, so he continued to curse there.

"The emperor is not too hungry! What's wrong? I'm going to do it! Those big clans can't afford some rice? It's better to follow the thief to work hard. After all, I heard that they are in charge of food and don't have to pay food..."

Before he could finish his words, the complaining man's mouth was blocked by an unknown elder. He watched from both sides and looked, and the hurried reprimanding sound came from the crowd again.

"You kid, are you sloppy in everything? You're not alive? If the adults hear this, you'll be a gangster, and you'll have to cut off your head on the spot!"

He seemed to be scared, and the man's yelling voice was still small after all. He shook the rice soup on his feet. The unlucky man also carried the bowls and chopsticks and continued to walk back, but a few words were deeply imprinted in his heart.

Have a full meal! Don’t pay food!

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This cold and difficult night, I ate such a few centimeters of clear porridge, and spent the ginger of my stomach. Early in the morning, the Luoyang defenders who finally fell asleep in the cold were kicked up by their own hordes. They rubbed their eyes and touched the bow, arrows and muskets tiredly, and gathered together on the side of the city wall again.

Once again, the black crusade army pressed up again, but the veteran who made a shock yesterday had no intention of sighing why there were too many crusade army! He was in a daze, and he put the cold musket at the battlement entrance.

But it seemed that God had added a separate setting for him, and he couldn't fight without having a single mouthful. He just blew the fuse twice and took some warmth for himself, but the veteran immediately widened his eyes, his face full of fear, and his mouth grew incredibly, and he raked three times before he shouted out loud.

"Bandit Army Cannons! Be careful!!!"

The rebel army did not produce cannons and flew back and forth. Li Zicheng did not have the capital to drag the cannons. However, in the second half of the 13th year of Chongzhen, he gathered troops to capture more than a dozen county towns near Luoyang. The official army's cannons were pulled and pulled. The second general, Franji, also had dozens of gates. In the unfavorable situation of attacking Luoyang, they all pushed them over last night.

Before the veteran could finish his words, the shells were already roaring and thundering toward the city. Indeed, some solid iron balls were far less powerful than the gorgeous flowering bullets on the TV, but they were also cannons! With a rumbling sound, the battlement where the veteran was hiding collapsed, and the cold pieces whizzed past him, rolling around with two lazy donkeys. The veteran was almost not smashed down below.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the brothers beside him screamed in fear and looked up in shock. The veteran Yuzi saw a corner of the city gate tower above his head collapsed downwards with a creaking sound.

"Damn it!"

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The Lantern Festival is not safe either. Since Li Zicheng pulled the cannons, the defenders' defense suddenly became difficult. The artillery fire roared down. Even if they were hiding behind the battlements, they were not safe, but they didn't dare to leave. The artillery attacks were interspersed. Maybe when Li Zicheng broke into the army, he would come up.

I could mumble a few nights ago, but the casualties these days were extremely heavy. I finally managed to repel the thieves. Except for the sound of drinking porridge that was similar to water, no one was willing to say one more sentence.

The tall city gates and towers collapsed. In this tragic war, no one knew whether they could survive tomorrow. They were either beaten to death by the thief army, starved to death, and freeze to death.

At this critical moment, the side of the Chuangjun became lively, and a voice was kept in the silence under the collapsed city gate building.

"Brothers, fellow villagers, I am Liu Jianyi, the governor of Qilihe! Don't work hard for the Dog Court anymore! How many years of salary has the court owed? After so many days of fighting, has the Dog Fu King given you another share? Come out and surrender to the King of Break! The King of Break will not pay the grain, and everyone still has land to grow!"

He was really lucky. A few days ago, the collapsed city gate building was buried inside. The veteran was not dead. He just walked on one leg and became limping. After night, the potassium of the bowl of porridge had been exhausted. From somewhere, he actually took out half a cigarette and lit it, and spitted cigarette rings in his mouth.

Seeing the recruit who came out with him and lay down at the broken battlement, he was so stunning that the veteran who heard it took a deep breath, spit out a big bubble of smoke, and then hummed with disdain.

"The soup of two donkey balls is the same as the same ball!"

But today seems to be their lucky day. Just as the descending generals of Qilihe shouted with all their might, a gong sounded on the top of the city.

"Brothers! Thank you for your hard work in the city. Prince Fu has given you silver to reward you!"

"silver!"

It is so hard to be a soldier these days. When he heard the money, he didn't even care about the last smell of cigarettes. He threw the cigarette butts and the lame veteran was the first to squeeze in. Hundreds of soldiers surrounded the personal soldier who was beating the gong.

The crowding lasted for more than ten minutes, for several years. But when he saw a lame veteran who had seen the silver, he couldn't help but hold the silver in a daze. Under the moonlight, the broken silver was not much bigger than soybeans, and it also emitted a trace of lead gray.

I have been working hard for more than ten days, and I have lost half of my leg, which is the money I have received.

Turning back suddenly, three or four crooked men and three or four crooked men were also following him, looking down in a daze. Wang Shaoyu, the general of his army, was thinking about his round belly and patrolling with great style. The corruption was no longer concealed. Behind him, two personal soldiers were holding silver boxes, just like the ones that had just given him silver.

However, it’s not much to add a piece to three boxes, which is as high as 3,000 taels.

The soybean pellet unknowingly slid down his hand and fell on the corpse of the rioters that were frozen all over the ground outside the city. His eyes turned slightly red. The veteran looked around and looked at him. A group of brothers and brothers all had the same face as him...
Chapter completed!