Outside the Jinchuan Gate in Nanjing. Xiaolingwei commanded Chen Zhidong to command the army to attack the city.

Jinchuan Gate sits south to north, east reaches Shence Gate, west reaches Zhongfu Gate, is one of the thirteen inner city gates of Nanjing, this gate is at the top of the treasure gourd-shaped Nanjing City, the most rushing. When the king of Yan was martyred and led the troops to arrive here, Zhu Sui, the king of the valley, went to the city to see the cover of the king of Yan, opened the city gate to welcome the Yan army into the city, and the capital division fell. In the Yongle period, a large granary was built near the Jinchuan Gate, which was one of the important granaries of the imperial court, and if the city gate was closed, it could not enter or exit.

Chen Zhidong ordered a fire, and in an instant, hundreds of rockets flew into the warehouse and burned it. This granary was about 400,000 stone of grain, and it was burned to ashes at once. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the drums and trumpets sounded, and the soldiers marched in order, as if the black tide swept over the ground.

Ying Yangwei and Xiaolingwei finally collided like a sea of mountains, as if rumbling and thundering resounded through the valley, and like thousands of angry waves crashing against the mountains. Swords and broadswords fluttered, spears and spears whizzed and flew by, a dense rain of arrows spread like locusts passing through the land, and dull shouts and short roars shook the earth.

Smoke rose from the flames of the raging battle and filled the city. Arrows flew sideways in the air, dragging a long rain of arrows through the clear sky like locusts crossing the border, and soldiers continued to fall to the ground with arrows. As soon as the Xiaoling guards climbed the city wall, they were immediately greeted by several eagle guards with swords, outnumbered, and the dead bodies lay on the ground, bleeding nonstop, and the smell of gunpowder smoke in the air was pungent and unpleasant.

Yingyangwei relied on the city to be strong, and it was very difficult to beat Xiaolingwei, and the loud screams and screams were shocking, and it seemed that the entire city of Nanjing was enveloped and annihilated by the tragic atmosphere of this primitive fighting......

"The casualties are about two hundred!" Ma said.

"Three hundred. Zhang Zhaohua, who was watching the battle, refused to retreat, she knew that if she didn't have a certain level, there was no way to deceive the Ying Yangwei who was defending the city.

When Xiaolingwei lost more than 300 people, Zhang Zhaohua and Ma Yun and Hu Hu got on their horses and shot a chirp, and Xiaolingwei retreated like a wave when he heard this. Zhang Zhaohua only heard an earth-shattering shout from the city tower behind him, and in the smoke and dust, sure enough, there were chasing soldiers coming.

Zhang Zhaohua only rode her horse, she had already ambushed a thousand people not far away, and the arrival of the pursuers behind her was a good battle.

The remnant sun was like blood, and the afterglow of the setting sun poured on the tower. The imperial city of Nanjing seems to be covered with a layer of golden armor, and the most glorious is the imperial palace.

In the imperial palace in Nanjing, there were about 5,000 eunuchs and palace maids left behind, and 3,000 of these 5,000 people fled quietly, and the huge palace seemed empty and vast.

"Your Majesty," Chang Sen persuaded, "You have been silent for a day, but you are talking." ”

Zhu Yunwen, who returned to the palace, did not feel sad and mournful as he imagined, but calmly seemed to be a truly enlightened monk, he summoned the guards and the ministers who stayed behind by Chang Sen and Lian Zhen, and they beat the palace eunuchs, but he didn't say a word.

"I was afraid of death and fled for my life," Zhu Yunwen sighed as soon as he opened his mouth: "How many loyal ministers and righteous people have died for me, and how many of the seventy-two people who followed me back then are left now?" They died in vain, which makes me feel painful every day...... I shouldn't have left in the first place, let him find him, let him kill me, and there wouldn't have been so many years of meaningless sacrifice...... And today it will not reproduce the sword soldiers of the past, and let so many innocent people die again......"

"Your Majesty should not be grieved, but be loyal to the Lord and seek kindness, which is the glory of your ministers. Lian Zhen said: "When we see Emperor Taizu under Jiuquan, we can also say with peace of mind that the minister is a loyal minister!"

"What's the use of my dead loyal ministers?" Two tears rolled down from Zhu Yunwen's eyes: "I would rather you abandon me and betray me, as long as you can survive, as long as you can save your family!"

"Your Majesty," Chang Sen said, "the officials of the six departments who stayed in Nanjing have been brought, you want to meet them, and tell them that you have reigned over the world again." ”

The officials of the six departments are all deputies such as squires and chief bookkeepers, they are all echoes of the six books, and what is left behind is all left behind, and now these people are trembling, standing like puppets, at a loss.

"Who will draft the edict?" Chang Sen held the golden whip in his hand and said: "One is the edict of ascending to the pole, and the other is called the edict of Zhu Di, who will write it?"

Everyone in the hall couldn't help but tremble with the sound of the whip, and no one squeaked.

"You write. Chang Sen pointed to the servant of the ministry.

The servant who had been promoted from the main book had already peed his pants in fright, and he was shouting vigorously, saying that he couldn't write.

"I can't write," Chang Sen said gloomily, "Still don't dare to write?"

"Don't dare, oh no, can't write," the man lay on the ground like a maggot and burst into tears: "The minister is shallow in his education, and he really can't write, but the minister is definitely loyal to His Majesty's ......"

"Are you really attached?" Chang Sen smiled.

"It's sincere, absolutely sincere!" This person took the lead, and the rest began to tell about his persecution and suffering one after another, saying how he was resentful under Zhu Di's tyranny, and described Jianwen's restoration as a timely rain.

"Zhu Di, the emperor, has really failed," Chang Sen said: "No one is willing to speak for him! Back then, the blood of hundreds of loyal ministers was left on this golden palace, and now he wants to take revenge and come back, but he can't find a single loyal minister of his!"

The door of the hall opened, and Zheng Shixian came in from the outside, "Everything is arranged in Jinchuan Gate. Meng Xian brings people in, and we can catch them!"

"Okay, good!" Chang Sen looked up to the sky and laughed: "The praying mantis catches cicadas, and the yellow finch is behind! They think they have set up a game, but they don't know that they have fallen into my middle of it!"

As the grandson of Chang Yuchun, the first general of the founding of the People's Republic of China, even if his father is not angry, Chang Sen is not comparable to ordinary generals, this time he has already carefully calculated to completely annihilate the last new force in Nanjing!

Behind them, Zhu Yunwen's eyes showed a deep look of pain, this twenty-year-long revenge had completely dragged down his body and destroyed his heart. Returning to Nanjing again is no longer what he wants. There was no way he could stop them, after all, revenge had become their only obsession alive.

Under the temple bridge, Chen Zhidong and a thousand soldiers and horses who had already been ambushed fought back, caught the pursuers off guard, and fled in all directions.

"Now go back in one go!" Zhang Zhaohua was in high spirits: "Seize the door!"

Their own strategy really worked, and the main force of Ying Yangwei now came out to pursue, but they were knocked to the ground, and when they went back, Jinchuan Gate would definitely be able to break through. She stepped on her horse sideways, but was stopped by Gao Chi: "Wait for me." ”

"Don't go this time," Zhang Zhaohua pushed him off the horse and let Ma Yun stay in Miaoqiao: "The prince is fat, and it is not safe to ride a horse, so Ma Yun will stay here to protect him, wait for our news." ”

Gao Chi rode a horse, not only did he work hard, but the horse was also overwhelmed, and he almost fell when he was riding the horse just now, so scared that Zhang Zhaohua didn't dare to let him go anymore. She took the bronze tiger from Gao Chi's hand, and said: "If you don't go to Zhenjiang and go with the Hu family, this is a battlefield at every chance, and you really can't be negligent!"

Hu took Yuan Ge'er and Ah Fu to pretend to be a people's woman, fled Nanjing, and hurried to Zhenjiang, if Zhenjiang did not work, then to Yangzhou and Taizhou to hide.

Zhang Zhaohua lowered his body, clamped his legs, walked fast and steady, and after a while, he arrived at the Jinchuan Gate with the Xiaoling Guard, this time there was a big uproar on the city gate, and the soldiers guarding the gate had no fighting spirit. Zhang Zhaohua commanded the shield soldiers to storm the city gate under the cover of archers. At first, there were people on the tower who tried to knock down the ladder with forks and sticks, and others who threw stones below, and after a while, more and more soldiers began to break and flee.

The ladder was successfully set up, the city gate opened, and the Xiaolingwei hulala poured in and began to pursue the deserters.

Zhang Zhaohua was also overjoyed, she rushed into the inner city, grabbed an officer and soldier of the Eagle Yang Guard and asked, "Where is the remnants of Jianwen?"

Knowing that some of Yingyangwei's people escorted Jianwen to Suzaku Lane, Zhang Zhaohua immediately commanded Xiaolingwei to rush to Suzaku Lane, but before he arrived at the place, he was tripped by the people who rushed out halfway.

"King Han?" Zhang Zhaohua exclaimed.

Zhu Gaoxu also seemed to be extremely embarrassed, he turned into a dung picker, and stopped the street with a dung truck, "It's a trick! Ying Yangwei has an ambush here!"

Zhang Zhaohua didn't believe it: "The Eagle Yangwei has been dispersed by me, and now there are only stragglers left, and they are about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, where is the ambush?"

Gao Xu slapped the officers and soldiers in front of him, turned over his horse, pointed to the city gate and said, "Look-"

Zhang Zhaohua looked back, only to find that many officers and soldiers had suddenly gathered on the city gate, and at the same time, in the Vermilion Bird Alley in front, black and oppressive people suddenly poured out, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

Zhang Zhaohua's brain "buzzed", knowing that he had really fallen into the ambush of Ying Yangwei.