"Master, look, Minggou has offered the city!"

Tu Lai, who was sitting on a tall horse, quickly flashed his eyes and saw three fires on the top of the city burning. Looking at the fire, Tu Lai showed a smug smile on his face.

"The Han people are cowardly. How can they resist the powerful Qing army? Before sending troops, there were cowardly people who said that the battle in northern Henan was no longer able to go south, and they should retreat outside the pass. It was really nonsense!"

"That's right, if you defeat northern Henan, it was all Wu Sangui, a dog slave, who was not brave or resourceful, and had implicated thousands of troops. Otherwise, how could my Qing Dynasty fail!"

Tu Lai curled his lips and nodded slightly. Obviously, he agreed with this view very much.

In fact, during the Battle of northern Henan, the Tartars did not go south for nearly half a year. In addition to healing their wounds, they were also thinking about where they would go next.

The crushing defeat in northern Henan has shaken the confidence of the Tartars. In addition, there is a more deadly devil floating on the Tartars, that is smallpox!

In addition to Duoduo, many brave generals and soldiers died under the smallpox in the Qing Dynasty, with a total of more than 800 people. In addition to the ordinary people, the number was quite astonishing.

It is widely rumored among the Tartars that the smallpox plague was a curse of the Central Plains people and a punishment from God. They invited many shaman grandmothers from outside the pass. These people jumped and jumped to exorcise evil spirits and took refuge, but smallpox was not expelled. Instead, these shaman grandmothers were infected and died a lot.

Many princes of Tartars, Beile, took the initiative to write a letter, suggesting Dorgon robbing them well, and then immediately retreat to the outside of the pass to live a comfortable life. Don’t be greedy for the land within the pass.

Of course, there were also a group of princes who were unwilling to give up the prosperity of the Central Plains and wanted to continue to occupy more land. The lawsuit between the two factions finally came to Dorgon.

This Prince Rui also made a difficult situation. Of course, to be fair, he was greedy for the beautiful land of the Ming Dynasty, but he didn't know how to convince his men.

They had been arguing for two or three months. At the last moment, Fan Wencheng led a group of surrendered ministers and wrote a letter to continue fighting. In the memorial, Fan Wencheng pointed out the most critical thing, which is not whether the Qing soldiers want to fight. It depends on the attitude of the Southern Ming Dynasty. Fan Wencheng boldly predicted that if the Qing army withdrew from the pass, the Ming court would restore the north again. They would definitely not give up.

In any case, they have to fight. Giving up the inner city is equivalent to sacrificing their own martial arts. Even if they don’t want to fight, they should force the Ming Dynasty to sign a city alliance. Otherwise, the Ming Dynasty, with a population of tens of millions, will launch endless counterattacks. No matter how powerful the Qing army is, how long can it last?

Fan Wencheng's memorial was a final conclusion, and Dorgon immediately strengthened his determination to continue. However, since he submitted a memorial, these surrendered ministers could not rest assured, so Hong Chengchou went to war with Ajige. These traitors had completely sold their lives to the Tartars!

Tu Lai was born in two yellow flags, and relied on his military achievements to reach the title of third-class duke. He was absolutely unwilling to give up everything in the pass.

He brought his generals to the front of the moat. He saw from a distance that the suspension bridge had been lowered and the city gate was gently pushed open. There were a few soldiers at the gate that kept wavering their hands and letting them in!

Tu Lai rode his horse and was about to rush forward. His subordinates hurriedly stopped him.

"Master, be careful of fraud, let the slaves go in first!"

"Hahaha, what if there is a fraud? Can our 3,000 Eight Banners be dealt with by just the Ming army? It's better to have an ambush. Take the opportunity to take Yanzhou for me!"

After Tu Lai finished speaking, he took the lead without caring and rushed into the city. All the people behind him were closely followed, and they all entered the city gate.

After coming in, Tu Lai flashed his eyes and frowned. He saw that there was a urn city inside, often thousands of meters and four or five hundred meters wide. They unknowingly stepped into an encirclement.

Just as Tu Lai was a little confused, suddenly a general in silver armor came out under the gate of the city wall. He was far away and bowed to Tu Lai.

"Are you a warrior from the Qing Dynasty opposite? Below is Ruan Yingzhao. He is here to wait for your great deeds on the order of General Liu Kecheng."

Tu Lai frowned and said unhappily: "Why didn't you see Liu Kecheng? Why didn't he come to see us?"

"Sir, General Liu Kecheng was called away. It is said that An** sent an envoy to take over Yanzhou. He had to go forward to support him. Sir, you should hurry up, otherwise An** will be in trouble if he drives in!"

install**!

These three words are simply a spell, and Tu Lai's teeth are chewing. These guys are really lingering and ruining the good things of the Qing Dynasty!

Tu Lai didn't hesitate anymore, waved his hand and rushed over with his men.

"Listen, lead us and kill that shit messenger from An**. I'm going to twist his head off!"

...

"Old Wu, I want to kill you!"

"Fuck!" Wu Kaijie said: "Captain Zhou, although we are not the same surname, we both have the word "Jie". If you don't kill this Tartar, I will break up with you!"

"Hahaha, look at it!"

At this time, Tu Lai had already arrived at the edge of the gate of the Wengcheng, and the Tartars behind him rushed in. At this moment, Ruan Yingzhao suddenly flashed into the side of the gate.

More than twenty musketeers rushed out, and the black musket aimed at Tu Lai and others.

Bang bang bang bang!

The smoke filled the gunpowders and the projectiles flew across the Tartars.

When Tu Lai saw it, he suddenly screamed that this guy was worthy of being a brave general who crawled out of the dead. His reaction was absolutely first-class. Ruan Yingzhao flashed and he realized something was wrong. In an instant, Tu Lai turned over and jumped off the war horse. It was too late to find a cover. He hurriedly grabbed the horse's mane with one hand and the stirrup with the other, and actually pulled the war horse in front of him, acting as a super big meat shield.

The musket hit the war horse, and blood suddenly splattered. The horse's head, belly, and legs were all bullets, and large pieces of flesh and blood flew everywhere. The war horse roared and fell to the ground.

Tu Lai was also heavily pressed down, and this time it almost made Tu Lai vomit blood and die. The coat slave beside him also suffered heavy casualties. Suddenly, the two or three layers of armor on their bodies were useless, and they were all shattered by bullets. They died tragically on the spot.

Those who were lucky enough to die had broken limbs and legs, which were worse than those who died. At this time, the Tartars behind finally woke up.

They rushed forward and rushed forward with bullets to rescue Tulai. At this time, the Tartars behind rushed back desperately, trying to seize the city gate, but it was too late.

A large number of soldiers were arranged under the battlements of the city wall, and they lay on the wall, and they could not see it from the outside. When the Tartars rushed in, they all climbed up the city tower, cut off the ropes and put down the iron fences prepared in advance. They just blocked the city gates tightly.

The Tartars also wanted to destroy the iron fence. At this time, the soldiers above desperately threw the wooden rocks, like hail, and all the people who were washed in front were beaten into meat pies.

At this time, countless soldiers rushed out from the four gates of the city walls. They opened their bows and shot at the Tartars below. The Tartars were caught off guard and were injured or even killed.

The Tartars were indeed crazy. A few guys even used the method of stacking arhats to climb up the city wall and fight the Ming army to decisively. At this time, the soldiers on it fell down a pot of hot golden juice, which was poured on the Tartars.

The smelly liquid fell on the face. A row of blisters suddenly burned out on the neck. It was so painful that when you wiped it with your hands, the skin broke open, blood flowed, and the dirty objects entered the wound. The Tartars screamed in pain and ran around, but one of them actually ran under the city wall and smashed a stone towards the head. The guy turned into a pile of meat pies.

This ambush was commanded by Liu Kecheng and Hu Maozhen. To be honest, the two of them did not expect that they would be so easy. In their hearts, there was a myth that the Tartars were invincible!

But when the fight really happens, the Tartars are just like that. They will be fooled, injured, or even die. What's so scary about this!

"Brothers, beat me hard!"

The soldiers on the city wall worked even harder, stripping their arms all over, showing their weight-bearing, and holding up big stones and smashing them towards the Tartars.

"Go to die for me!"

At this time, the Tartars finally rescued Tulai from under the war horses, and the Tartar soldiers were also panicked.

"Master, this is Minggou's trap, what should I do?"

"Don't panic!"

Tu Lai was still very calm at this time, and he thought for a while and said, "Listen, the army outside the city will not ignore us. Be sure to hold on and not be confused. Let the armored man be in front and the archers be in the back, shoot the head of the city, and shoot the Ming dog down!"

With command, it was indeed different. Although the Tartars were panicked, they gradually restored order and began to fight back to the city wall.

Hu Maozhen was wielding his knife to command, and suddenly felt the cold light flashing in front of him. He hurriedly dodged, but a heavy arrow happened to hit his neck and nailed to the chest of the soldier behind him.

The arrow actually penetrated his chest, and the arrow was exposed from behind. The soldier shook and fell to the city without even a shout.

Hu Maozhen was also frightened and sweated all over. When he looked around, he saw soldiers falling down on the top of the city. Although the deaths and injuries of the Tartars were still heavy, the soldiers on the top of the city could no longer bear it.

At this time, someone suddenly shouted in panic: "The big thing is wrong, the Tartars outside the city are coming!"

Liu Kecheng panicked and hurried to Wu Kaijie's side and asked anxiously: "Staff General Wu, we will not kill people. If the Tartars take the opportunity to cooperate with each other, it will be a disaster! What else can you do? Just point at you and turn the world around!"

"General Liu, what are you afraid of? Don't take care of porcelain work without a golden cudgel!"

"Ah?" Liu Kecheng was so scared that he turned his mouth big, "You, are you going to smash it?"

Wu Kaijie's face turned red. Although he pretended to be calm, he could not calm down when he was alive.

"You put your heart on your stomach and make sure it's okay!"

Liu Kecheng listened to this person not talking, and he really had the urge to slap him. At this time, Zhou Yingjie suddenly ran to the front of him step by step.

"Quick, cover your ears and open your mouth!"

When Wu Kaijie heard this, a smile appeared on his face. He hurriedly followed Zhou Yingjie and lay at the battlement of the city wall. Liu Kecheng didn't know what was going on, so he stood stupidly.

boom!

With a shocking sound, the city walls shook back and forth. Liu Kecheng was so scared that he said, and hurriedly lay on Wu Kaijie.

There were loud noises one after another, and the sounds continued. In the small city, every explosion, Tartars were sent into the air and then fell to the ground hard.

Not only were these people who were directly killed, but more of the Tartars were injured by splashed stone debris. The better ones had a big bag on their foreheads, and the unfortunate ones were pierced by broken iron pieces and poked into their eyes by stones.

There are even more unlucky people, such as Tu Lai, who was wearing heavy armor, and ordinary stones could not hurt him. But beside him, there were two consecutive explosions, and the splashing stones were like rainstorms and hail, hitting him thousands of times in an instant.

With a mouthful, black blood gushed out, Tulai's internal organs were broken, and this fierce general was smashed to death!

For a full quarter of an hour, the explosion stopped and the smoke dissipated. Looking into the city, there was no Tartar who could still stand up. Almost everyone was either dead or injured, and the wailing sounds were endless.

"I'm going to kill me, get out of here!"

Wu Kaijie shouted at the top of his throat, Liu Kecheng shook his head and finally got up with a whisper.

"Your surnamed Liu, you are wearing armor, a living person with a size of more than 100 pounds, want to kill him for money?"

Liu Kecheng touched the back of his head and said with a wry smile: "Wu Kaijie, you know at least. I have blocked many stones for you. My head is like the Buddha in the temple, a bunch of big bags!"

Wu Kaijie didn't say anything now. Zhou Yingjie dusted the dust and gravel on his body and hurriedly said, "General Liu, stop arguing, hurry up and kill the Tartars. This is a good time to beat the dogs in the water!"

"Yes, come back and settle the score." Liu Kecheng turned around and was about to leave, but in front of Zhou Yingjie, he suddenly paused: "Why do I think General Zhou is very similar to someone!"

Wu Kaijie kicked Liu Kecheng in the butt.

"Don't catch up with relatives, kill the Tartars quickly!"

After driving Liu Kecheng away, Zhou Yingjie was a little worried: "Old Wu, did he recognize me as Liu Zeqing's personal soldier?"

"Don't worry, I won't give them time to think, kill the Tartars, and then prepare to retreat!"

"Okay, that's it!"

At this time, Liu Kecheng, Wang Zuntan, Li Guodong, and Li Benshen each rushed into the urn from each small gate with their own troops.

They were swept away by the explosion, and the remaining Tartars were also injured. Perhaps Liu Kecheng and the others had never encountered such an easy battle in their entire lives.

The sabers flashed, the spears flashed, and the axes danced like the wind.

"Everything the Tartars will die!"

Liu Kecheng felt unsatisfied while cutting melons and vegetables all the way, so he couldn't help but say, "Listen, everyone pick up those who are not dead, throw them into the big hole that was blown out and buried them alive!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!