The craters were densely spread outside the Guangning Gate like pockmarks. The corpses spread from the bottom of the capital city wall to the gate of the rebel camp. At the most arrogant time, Wu Sangui even forced the camp directly with his cavalry. A rain of arrows knocked down more than 20 Dashun troops. This battle even led to Li Zicheng's next attack, and he spent the afternoon in the confrontation.

However, if this victory happened at the city of Tongguan, even if it happened at the city of Xi'an, Yuan Chonghuan's Qin army would hold Li Zicheng and control the war to the barren northwest, perhaps the fate of the Ming Empire would have changed. Now, it seems that it is a little late.

Fortunately, this did not delay the effect of victory on the capital's heart-enhancing needle.

People always know how to cherish it if they lose it. Before the Dashun Army was at the city, Chongzhen called on ministers and nobles to donate money and pay. The officials, gentry and rich men were stingy and wanted to hang their underwear outside and write it for sale to show their poverty to avoid fundraising. But when the cannons rang out, these guys finally realized they were afraid!

During the morning war, the families of families were tightly inserted into the door, wishing they could get under the bed. When the war reached its climax, some royal relatives and wealthy officials fled to the Dongcheng, which had not been fought, and demanded to leave the city and block the huge gates tightly. In the end, the Zuodu Censor Li Banghua transferred the officers of the Nine City Military and Ma Si.

No matter what princes and nobles, the uncle of this generation of queens or the sister-in-law of the previous generation of concubines, they held a whip and whipped the crowd, and then blocked the crowd who were making excuses.

In the afternoon, the two armies ceased to fight. The wealthy families didn't know what was going on. They thought the city wall had been broken, and they all hurriedly stayed at home. They were not until the evening that they carefully held a ladder and stuffed the slaves out of the wall and asked them to inquire about the situation.

When they learned that the official army had won a great victory, they were still a little unbelievable, and they sent out their slaves again. After repeated confirmation, these high-ranking people in power became ecstatic.

In the evening, the whole capital city was bustling like the New Year. Everyone took out all the firecrackers and set them up. The singers and dancers were invited to sing songs at home. Even the poor people took out the two copper coins they had finally saved, went to the small restaurant at the intersection to order fennel beans, and a bowl of Dongjiang corn wine to celebrate the survival of the disaster.

"Emperor! Emperor!"

The excited tone was deviated a few times. Wang Chengen ran and broke into the ancestral hall. He was excited and hurriedly shouting: "Vict! Victory! Today's Battle of Xizhimen, Xibo won a great victory, retreated ten miles to the enemy, and beheaded more than 80,000!"

The military generals below were used to paying their merits and had already received two discounts. Emperor Chongzhen was also filled with joy and muttered in disbelief.

"Beheading four thousand? Good omen! Bless your ancestors!"

"Hurry, Zi Tong, thank you for your ancestors' blessing!"

After a long time of joy, he came to his senses and pulled Queen Zhou to kowtow and thank him again, like a sequel group of people.

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The huge capital was immersed in a ceremonial celebration. The only thing that was worried was the only one in the Duke of Beiji Kingdom.

The firecrackers were crackling outside, and the sound of the piano inside was also tinkling and moving. In the incense burners, the ethereal blue smoke swayed continuously, which felt a bit like a floating and ecstasy.

In front of the same antique copper stove, a girl with a double-ringed bun, a light pink shawl, and a wide-sleeved fairy skirt sat in front of a small stool, shaking her palm-leaf fan flickeringly, and the incense spring on the stove was also gurgling. The hot air, a layer of fine beads of sweat were revealed on the girl's smooth forehead. After a long time, after the water rolled three times, she struggled to lift the teapot and poured the green tea soup into the royal tribute kiln before it was burned out. It was like Ning Zhi's tea bowl, picked it up and hired Tingting and walked over gracefully.

"My father-in-law serves tea!"

"Oh, I'll do it myself! Why dare to bother Your Highness the Princess!"

He quickly jumped off the chair, and Mao Wenlong also greeted him with a foolish smile with an old eunuch, but it made the girl coquettish.

"Dad father-in-law is so disgusted, can he not recognize his daughter-in-law?"

"Where is it? I'm too late to be happy! Yes, yes, I'll sit back!"

The old man was laughing a little happy. After all, it was a woman. Chen Jiao, who was waiting outside the door, couldn't help but have a jealous face. However, she was pretty good. In the shadow of the corridor, a tall and strong man in a brocade robe and hiding his face completely in the darkness kept turning around the circle with his hands behind his back, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but he didn't dare to go in and urge him.

Just when he was so anxious that he was almost wet, the eunuch's sharp and harsh shouts finally sounded in the yard.

"Your Highness! It's getting late! If you don't go back to the palace, you should be locked! Your Majesty must also worry about it. I respectfully invite Your Highness to return to the palace!"

"I understand!"

After a long time, she felt reluctant to leave her voice in the room. Then Princess Changping said goodbye with her gentle skirt.

"I wish my daughter goodbye to my father-in-law! I will pay my respects to you again when I have time in the future and ask me to stay!"

"Okay! OK! OK!"

In the yard, two rows of palace maids surrounded by ceremonial guards and slowly left the yard. Mao Wenlong was still standing at the gate of the yard and smiling foolishly. Seeing Luan Yi finally leaving the door, the first time I felt that the eunuch's voice was so beautiful and pleasant, Lu Zhong, who walked out hurriedly with Chen Jiao, and suddenly knelt heavily on the ground.

"I am humble in office, and I am granted the order of King Liao to welcome my husband out of the city! The carriage is ready in the back house, so please change your clothes!"

"Get out of the city? Why do you need to go out of the city?"

The smile gradually calmed down. Mao Wenlong didn't know whether it was pretending or real. A sense of surprise appeared on his rough old face and asked without any grudges.

He was almost vomiting blood in a hurry, and Lu Zhong kowtowed helplessly: "Honey, the 570,000 thieves are coming to the city, and the capital is in danger! When you are in the capital, Your Highness of the King of Liao is shocked and afraid! Special positions will pick you up from this place of right and wrong!"

"Isn't this battle of the capital a victory?"

I really doubt that the smart, vicious and cruel King of Liao was the seed of this confused old man in front of me! Resisting the urge to vomit blood, Lu Zhong finally pulled the words away.

"Honey! If the war is stalemate today or the Guanning army is difficult to win, the capital will have more than ten days of struggle, but it is because of the victory! The capital is in danger! You don't understand the temper and nature of being so happy today? Now everyone is happy and the army has not had time to lock the city! Bei Zhi has bribed the Yongding Gate Guerrilla! Please follow Bei Zhi and leave quickly!"

"You said the capital is in danger?"

“That’s right!”

The patient was really anxious and met a slow doctor. Just as the head of the Jinyiwei, who was always calm, was sweating all over his forehead, Mao Wenlong suddenly straightened his waist and stretched the beautiful dragon robe on his body straight.

"Mr. Lu, do you know this robe?"

"Honey, my husband! This dragon robe has returned to Liaodong. You want several pieces. Not to mention this dragon robe, even if it is a dragon robe, His Highness the King of Liao can get it for you. Please change your clothes and leave quickly!"

"This is not a random dragon robe. This is the dragon robe given by Your Majesty. I am Duke of Ji, the Ming Dynasty! The late emperor picked up and pulled me up and received two generations of emperors' kindness! Now the capital is in trouble! When this crisis is alive, how can I abandon my post and escape?"

His expression suddenly became serious, his waist was straight, and Mao Wenlong spoke righteously. Under the Yinyin moonlight, the old guy's old face, with a ravine face, was particularly majestic at this moment.

The loyalty and righteousness of the ancients were sometimes difficult for modern people to understand! Just like the way that Yui let Qi swallow carbon and Hou Ying committed suicide by committing suicide by killing his own son, the Mao family grew and flourished under the wings of the Ming Dynasty, and now the king was extremely rich in Liaodong. Even if Emperor Chongzhen was mean and ungrateful, if Emperor Chongzhen had no favors for promotion, nor did the Mao family today, Mao Wenlong had repaid this loyalty and righteousness and had returned the kindness to the Ming Dynasty.

Now Lu Zhong realized that the old man was planning to die with the city!

But even though I figured out how Mao Jue was doing, he had burying his nail in the Jinyiwei in the early Qing Dynasty. Although he wanted to find out the information, it was mainly for Mao Wenlong! If he left Mr. Mao here, Lu Zhong would be sure that Mao Jue would definitely kill him!

Even if he was killed, it would be light. His wives, concubines and children in Liaodong, and his family members in Daming Prefecture would probably have to become the targets of Dongjiang's liquidation. He was sweating all over again, and he kowtowed hard again.

"Honey! Even if you don't want to yourself, think about the King of Liao! Once you have a good time, how can the King of Liao handle itself?"

"What's the point of dealing with yourself? The general will inevitably die in the battle! Both generations of me are military generals! I will die in battle and my son will go on and take revenge on me! Lord Lu can go back! Bring my words to that bastard, and he will know what to do!"

As he said that, with a swagger, Mao Wenlong turned around and returned to the room, and then locked the door heavily, stunned. Lu Zhong had to put his eyes on Chen Jiao who was standing next to him.

If Mao Wenlong really doesn't leave, she will take the eldest lady back and explain it to Mao Jue, at least she can relieve her guilt.

Unfortunately, Mrs. Chen shook her head solemnly, breaking Lu Zhong's wishful thinking.

"The elders do not leave, but the younger generation runs alone! Where is the filial piety?"

Fortunately, just when Lu Zhong was full of misery, Chen Jiao gave him another hope. Looking into the room, she lifted her skirt helplessly and fell down with great blessings.

"The capital will not fall for a while. Besides, the capital is so big, there will definitely be flaws. Even if the thief is incomplete, I will not be trapped. These days, I will come to persuade my father-in-law and I will be troubled by Lord Lu to be ready at any time!"

"That's all!"

After returning a greeting with a sad face, Lu Zhong immediately retreated back to the shadow of the corridor. For a moment, it disappeared into the night as if it had never appeared before. He looked at Mao Wenlong, who seemed to be studying the stove Princess Changping brought, and Chen Jiao couldn't help but sigh again. She also returned to the room with the corner of her skirt.

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That night, Wu Sangui was hung from a basket to the city wall and entered the palace overnight. He accepted the summons of Emperor Chongzhen with his father Wu Xiang. This time, Emperor Chongzhen was also rare and generous. He also made Wu Xiang the title of An Yi Bo, and gave Wu Xiang two uncles a huge honor, and bounty a box of silver. He promised to withdraw the bandits and grant Wu Sangui the Marquis a marquis!

At this time, the title of the Ming Dynasty was quite valuable. Moreover, the war was going well now. Wu Sangui's face was so exciting that he blushed. After thanking him again and again, he withdrew from the palace and returned to the defensive battle formation outside the city.

But just as the capital was still immersed in the first victory on this first day, it seemed that I had forgotten the impending cruelty of the war, the situation on the battlefield changed violently again.

Yesterday, in order to celebrate the fight against the thieves, the Jingying also gave some wine and meat, drank a few more drinks, and the Jingying Shenshuying Guerrillas, Yongping Bochurch also drank more. At noon, he shook his heavy head, wearing an earl's robe, wearing a jade belt, and walking up the city wall with a big belly. Before he could work, he stretched his waist first, and then he stumbled on the window at the city gate, looking out.

However, just one glance instantly made him sober up from the drunkenness. Just outside the Guangqu Gate where Yuan Chonghuan had fought for the past, a thick black line slowly appeared in his eyes. He suddenly raised his telescope, and the word "Shun" that caught his eyes made him shocked and sat directly on the ground.

"Brother!Brother!"

Several personal soldiers hurriedly supported him behind him. After trembling for a long time, Qiu Jiezhi started shouting in a daze.

"The bandits are going to attack the city! Hurry up..., go and report to the emperor, ask for reinforcements..."

More than a dozen cavalrymen in Beijing rushed toward the command of the Ministry of War in front of Zhengyang Gate. However, they ran to Zhuque Street and bumped into more than a dozen of their colleagues head-on. In a blink of an eye, hundreds of cavalrymen were crowded into a group, crowded at the gate of the palace, and were full of asking for reinforcements.

Li Zicheng climbed up step by step from the bottom of the country, which was the most pragmatic! The refugee army had too many times to chase and fight, and it was not ashamed that he could not defeat Wu Sangui. Since Fuchengmen was in a solid way and the rebel army had many soldiers and generals, he simply came to bloom from all directions.

Liu Zongmin took the cannons around the east of the city and attacked Guangqu Gate! Li Yangchun's troops went straight to the north of the city and attacked Desheng Gate. This was a real attack! The remaining troops were divided into more than a dozen groups, raiding Guang'anmen, Shi'anmen, Yongding Gate, and Zuo'anmen. For a moment, most of the capital city rumbling on all sides, and the entire war was shrouded in the fire.

"Brother! Guang'anmen is in urgent need!"

"Report to the General! Guangqumen is in a hurry, and the Minister of War Lord Zhang urgently ordered our department to support him!"

"General General! The Ministry of War is ordered to transfer our troops to set up defenses at Xizhimen!"

Zhang Jinyan is also a bastard, he doesn't take any responsibility. He simply sent the urgent documents of the guards to Wu Sangui intact. The Ministry of War has no opinion on the priority and handling of the matter.

The emperor had not passed the excitement when he received the reward last night, and a large number of military orders were piled up on his desk. For a moment, Wu Sangui was three points taller.

"What should I do if Mr. Jiang?"

A group of Guanning generals also gathered in the central army. Looking at his sweaty boss, Li Benshen asked with difficulty.

Sitting on his handsome chair and looking at the soldiers' documents, his face turned gloomy for two or three minutes. Wu Sangui gritted his teeth and started shouting.

"Transfer orders, draw camps, and get on the horse!!!"

The military order was conveyed that the Guanning Army, which was waiting to be strongly guarded under the Fucheng Gate, had to abandon its position, and led the way from the Guanning Iron Cavalry, and rushed southward around the base of the city wall.
Chapter completed!