Chapter 298: The Decisive Battle of Peking (Part 2)

The cannons fired flat and directly shot towards the Guangning Gate of Beiping. Round after round, the strong Guangning Gate was hit by more than a hundred iron bombs, and the city gate was already full of holes. You can even see the terrified faces of the Yan army soldiers in the city gate passage through the city gate passage.

Sandbags, stones, logs... used all the things that could be used. Yan Jun blocked Guangning Gate like crazy.

Boom boom!

Another round of shooting, and the city gate that had just been blocked was once again driven open by the cannon's iron bullet.

Several Yan soldiers were hit by iron bullets, but before they could react, they were like smashed watermelons, turning into a pile of minced meat. The Yan army ignored their lives and once again used sandbags and stones to fill the city gate that had not been able to last long.

The Hongwu cannon roared again, and the Yan army filled the block again... Repeated and repeated, the focus of the decisive battle in Peking had been placed on this seemingly inconspicuous Guangning city gate. Both the attackers and defenses knew that this city gate was the key to determining the outcome of the war. The moat in front of the city gate had been filled with pockets filled with sand. Xiao Fan, the general of the Southern Army, was very clear about the siege strategy. He wanted to use the cannon to open the city gate and then ordered the soldiers to swagger into the city. As for the stupid way to use ladders to grab the city wall, Xiao Fan disdained to use it.

Guangning Gate was blasted open, filled and blocked again, and then blasted open again...

In the central army formation, Xiao Fan looked a little impatient. Although he understood that Yan's army was so crazy about filling the city gates to survive and save lives, the positions of both sides were different. Xiao Fan felt that the efficiency of the cannon was too low.

After staring at the city gate for a while, Xiao Fansen ordered: "Move the Hongwu cannon forward fifty steps, concentrate all the firepower, and blow the city gate to me!"

Cao Yi said: "Sir, if you go further fifty steps, that's the range of Yan army's bow and arrow..."

"They have bows and arrows, don't we? Let the archers come forward and shoot arrows on the city walls, pressing them out of no way. Hongwu cannons took this opportunity to quickly bombard the city gate!"

"yes!"

The soldiers of the Southern Army pushed the cannon and slowly moved forward. The dense archers pressed up and approached Guangning Gate.

Before the artillery was fired, the bows and arrows of both sides launched fierce attacks, and dense arrows like locusts came and went, and screams after being shot.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Southern Army soldiers who controlled the cannons had completed movement and iron bomb loading, and the flag was swung down fiercely. The Hongwu cannon launched a fierce attack on Guangning Gate again.

Boom boom boom boom!

This time the power was significantly stronger. With just one round of shooting, Guangning Gate could not withstand the torture. It shook a few times with difficulty, made a squeaking sound, and finally fell to the ground with a bang.

The Guangning city gate collapsed!

Peking City is like a big girl stripped of her clothes by a hooligan, exposing all her fair and secret parts to broad daylight without any concealment.

All the soldiers of the Southern Army were like old clients who had been pixie for many years, and all swallowed secretly, staring at the inner city of Peking that was vaguely visible inside the city gate.

It symbolizes official positions, gold and silver, military achievements, and the future of future generations of descendants.

Waving his hand, Xiao Fan ordered the stop of artillery attack, and then rushed forward, stopping just at the edge of the range of the Yan army's bow and arrow on the city tower.

Looking up at the ancient and thick walls covered with moss, Xiao Fan sighed secretly. The difficulties of defending Jinan City several months ago appeared before him. Now that time has changed, the situation has changed, and the offense and defense have changed positions. Xiao Fan can defend Jinan, forcing the Yan army to retreat, but Zhu Di is about to lose Beiping City. What's more, this is Zhu Di's last city.

As the battle has gone on, both sides understand that Zhu Di lost very thoroughly and there is no way out. As long as Xiao Fan waves the flag now, countless soldiers of the Southern Army can rush into the city with great swagger, and the loss of Peking is in front of him.

Looking at the down-and-out but still straight figure on the city tower, Xiao Fan sighed inwardly and shouted: "Beijing is about to be destroyed, Prince,... have surrendered!"

On the city tower, Zhu Di's eyes also stared at Xiao Fan. This young man had shattered all his plans, ambitions, power and great cause. He was ruthlessly stepped on the ground. If there was no such person in the world, how could Zhu Di be the 95th and be the emperor in the south?

Xiao Fan ruined everything about him, but now he pretended to come forward to persuade him to surrender. What is this? The charity of the winner, mercy?

A strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Zhu Di stood on the city tower with his hands behind his back. At this moment, the royal prince's luxurious and graceful temperament seemed to return to his body. His dry lips were slightly opened, and a few words burst out from his teeth: "No, I will not surrender!"

Xiao Fan sighed: "Prince, why bother with this? Now that things have come to this, why should the prince commit another murder? "

"No, I won't surrender! Xiao Fan, if you win, why not win thoroughly? Come in, I'm waiting for you in Beiping City!"

"If the prince surrenders now, our soldiers can die at least 10,000 less. The prince is irreversible, so why bother to support it?"

Zhu Di sneered: "You Xiao Fan are gentle and elegant on the surface, but you are actually a cruel and ruthless person. When did you become so kind? Have you believed in Buddhism recently?"

Facing the stubborn Zhu Di, Xiao Fan was almost mad.

Despite his hostility for many years, Xiao Fan subconsciously still respects and admires Zhu Di. In the past twenty years of garrisoning in Peking, Zhu Di repeatedly fought in the grassland and desert, maintaining the integrity of the territory of the Ming Dynasty and the dignity of the people of the court. This alone deserves Xiao Fan's respect.

In the late Qing Dynasty, a general surnamed Cai issued a deafening declaration that was shocking and shocking to the world: "Fight for the character of the people." Zhu Di did not say anything earth-shaking and heroic, but he did it.

Putting aside the nominal relationship between the two, Xiao Fan was unwilling to kill him from the bottom of his heart.

Punish the past and prevent the future, cure the disease and save the people. Those comrades who have gone wrong must save them. There are too many people who deserve to die, but many of them are not dead. It is okay for Zhu Di to have no one to die.

After stomping his feet, Xiao Fan shouted: "You really won't surrender?"

"No drop!"

"Old stubborn, will you reduce it?"

"No drop!"

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The two of them yelled out hundreds of steps, but the generals of the Southern Army behind Xiao Fan looked impatient. They couldn't figure out what Mr. Xiao meant. Guangning Gate was bombarded by cannons, and the sandbags piled up behind the city gate would be bombarded to pieces with just a few cannons. The passage of the city gate could be said to be unobstructed. Xiao Fan waved his hand and the city city was at his fingertips. It was a foregone conclusion that he had captured Beiping. At this critical moment, Mr. Xiao coughed with the thieves on the city tower. What should the Marquis play? Be serious, okay? We are fighting here.

It's like an old bachelor who hasn't seen a woman for many years suddenly found a beautiful wife. The two of them took off their clothes. The wife shyly spread her legs, waiting for the man to pick up his gun and get on the horse, and pulling the grass into the hole. But the old bachelor was having fun at this time. Regardless of his wife's love, he hugged her and looked at the moon...

It's out of place!

At this moment, the generals behind Xiao Fan muttered in a low voice, and whispers came into Xiao Fan's ears, and Xiao Fan could only smile bitterly.

I'm afraid no one can understand his thoughts, and he really can't bear it. He doesn't want to be ashamed of Huamei in the future. His husband killed her biological father. Even if Huamei is ruthless to Zhu Di, he may not feel good.

"Come on! Bring Yan Ni's two bear sons!" Xiao Fan ordered fiercely.

Soon, Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui tied their hands behind their backs and were taken to the front of the two armies by soldiers. The soldiers kicked the two of them and their legs bent, and they knelt on the ground with a pounce.

"Father, save the child, the child doesn't want to die--" The two cried heartbrokenly.

Xiao Fan glanced at the corner of his eyes and glanced at Cao Yi quickly.

Cao Yi knew the elegance when he heard the string song. He rolled up his sleeves, held a big knife and stood behind the two of them, and said viciously: "Zhu Di, see clearly. Your two sons of Xiongbao have fallen into our hands. If you know the truth, you will open the city and surrender quickly, otherwise we will tear up the votes!"

On the city tower, Zhu Di looked as if he was ashen, and was so angry that he trembled all over. He pointed at Xiao Fan and said angrily: "Xiao Fan, are you... shameless? When the two armies faced each other, you used such despicable means..."

Xiao Fan closed his eyes, wrapped his hands around his chest, as if he was asleep, with no expression on his face.

Cao Yi, however, was involved in the role and said fiercely: "Stop talking nonsense! The meat tickets are in our hands. If you know the truth, please give the ransom immediately... Huh, open the city to surrender! And it is not allowed to report to the official, I will tear the votes!"

The generals of the Southern Army looked at Xiao Fan and Cao Yi with a strange look on their backs, muttering, "Damn it, is this war or kidnapping?" This guy, Lao Cao, is he just a stick-slap, no, he is more professional than stick-slap.

When he looked at Xiao Fan again in a blink of an eye, he saw that he had no expression on his face and closed his eyes, as if he had no idea about anything outside his body, so the generals quickly shut up.

Mr. Xiao’s attitude... clearly acquiesced to Lao Cao as a guest star. Maybe Mr. Xiao’s instructions were instructed by Mr. Xiao if he dared to do this.

"Zhu Di, will you surrender? Decide quickly. If you two bear sons are late, you will be the one who will be the one who will fall to the ground..."

On the city tower, Zhu Di looked painful, his face twitched a few times, and then he laughed sadly and said, "Cao Yi, don't threaten me with their lives! The king has succeeded and defeated, and I have fallen into such a situation. Whether to surrender or not, my family's lives cannot be saved. In this way, it's better not to surrender. The King of Yan's lineage is considered to be dead vigorously!"

Cao Yi was stunned when he heard this, thought about it carefully, and leaned into Xiao Fan's ear and said, "I think his words make sense..."

On the city tower, Zhu Di shouted violently: "Xiao Fan, order the siege. I will use my life to fulfill your achievements, which can be regarded as giving Chang Ning the last compensation!"

Xiao Fan sighed and murmured: "Your sin is not alive..."

Xiao Fan raised his hand tiredly and waved it again...

"attack!"

Boom boom boom boom!

The Hongwu cannon roared again, and the sandbags piled up behind Guangning Gate were accidentally shot and scattered by the cannon. With one round of shooting down, the city gate passage was completely penetrated.

The vanguard officer Ping'an raised his sword and shouted: "Put the rebellion, it is right in front of you! All the soldiers, follow me to kill the enemy and make meritorious service to the court!"

"kill!"

On the plain outside the city, the soldiers of the Southern Army rushed into Guangning Gate frantically. The black crowds of people all over the mountains screamed and rushed forward, like a large group of black ants quickly infiltrating into Peking.

The soldiers of the Yan army were already shocked, as if even the strength to raise the sword had disappeared. They looked at the soldiers of the Southern Army from far to near, and finally appeared in a short distance. They slashed hard on their bodies with a sword, smoke, blood, bones, screams... All kinds of tragic scenes intertwined into a cruel picture like hell.

Someone in the Yan army shivered and then threw away the weapons with a pale face, knelt on the ground and raised his hands, shouting: "I'm surrendering! Don't kill me!"

Like a plague, most of the soldiers of the Yan army threw away their weapons, knelt honestly on the ground, with their terrified eyes trembling, waiting for the Southern Army to surrender.

Peiping was completely captured!

On the city tower, Zhu Di closed his eyes in despair and opened them quickly. Somehow, his bearded face suddenly showed a relaxed expression of relief.

"I have been carefully planned and prepared for more than ten years. To be honest, I haven't slept well in the past ten years. I often wake up in my dreams. The throne, ambition, and power desire are almost tortured me crazy. I feel like I'm obsessed with evil. Over the years, I often think that I'm not a human being, but a madman, and I'm crazy every day and night, as if I'm living in a nightmare, until today, until now, the dream finally wakes up." Zhu Di showed a confused and strange smile on his face and murmured.

Daoyan stood behind him, looking at the Southern Army soldiers who were pouring into the city like a tide, and then looked at Zhu Di's calm and calm smile. Daoyan lowered his head and burst into tears.

Zhu Di turned his head, looked at Daoyan, and said lightly: "In recent years, Mr. Hu has worked hard and planned and thought about my great cause. However, in his sixties, he is already as old as an old man. Sir, I thank you here."

After saying that, Zhu Di prepared his clothes and formally bowed to Daoyan.

Daoyan knelt down with a plop, touching the ground with his head, tears became more and more out of control, and he was choked and speechless.

"It's time for me to return to the royal palace. In the 13th year of Hongwu, I was ordered by the late emperor to guard Beiping and stay in the royal palace. There is my destination..."

Zhu Di stared deeply at Daoyan, then turned resolutely, and under the escort of loyal guards, he went down the city tower and walked towards the royal palace.

Daoyan knelt on the ground, staring at Zhu Di Wei'an's back with tears in his eyes, and suddenly shouted: "If you fail, everything will be over. This is not the crime of war. Prince, it is not the crime of war--"

Zhu Di's back paused, and then continued to move forward.

"I am ashamed of the prince's great favor, but I am unable to accomplish the prince's great cause and ambition. I am ashamed! Prince, in my eyes, you are a well-deserved hero, even if you lose, you are a hero!"

"I have bid farewell to the prince. Prince, I will take a step first."
To be continued...