Crossbowmen on both sides fired arrows at any cost, both direct and projectile.

Dense arrows staggered in the air, mixed with the raindrops in the air, harvesting human lives at a speed that could not be distinguished by the naked eye.

At this time, human life is the least valuable, everyone can die, and the arrow can be aimed at a general or an ordinary soldier.

For four full hours, the battle between the five gates did not cease for a moment.

Both the Qing and Ming armies were sent to death in a mechanical way, up and down the city walls.

Flesh Mill!

The battle was so fierce that Zhu Cihong deliberately drove to the front line to boost the morale of the defenders.

Zhu Cihong carried 1.8 million taels of silver, and the convoy of transporters lined up two miles away.

It can be said that it has been bloody.

Where did this money come from? It wasn't Zhu Cihong or the imperial court who suddenly made a windfall.

Its provenance speaks for itself.

After all, Zhu Cihong did not abide by the promise of "the last time, not the next one".

The money was still misappropriated from the money bank directly under the household department.

However, Qian Qianyi, who has been pushing back and forth this time, agreed very happily.

Let Zhu Cihong praise Qian Qianyi as a hero of rejuvenation, and promised that after this battle, he will definitely give a duke to show his merits.

This reward of silver made the morale of the defenders of the Five City Gate, who were originally good, even stronger.

There is silver, there is the emperor watching, and behind him are his parents, brothers, and sisters, who dares to slack off the battle passively, then he will really be pointed out by Wanfu.

The defenders are desperate, not afraid of life and death, and it is definitely not excessive.

It is precisely because of this that the Qing army, which was attacking frantically, was forcibly blocked under the city wall and under the city wall, and was not allowed to take a step beyond the thunder pool.

Until the color darkened, both sides were exhausted, and the Qing army Mingjin withdrew.

There are no wins or losses, only the screams and groans of the dead and wounded.

But this battle strengthened the confidence of the defenders.

This is the capital of the Yixing Dynasty, the army and the people are united, since they can hold one, they can hold ten.

There is the firm support of the emperor and important ministers, and the strong support of the people.

As long as the king of Huiji County in the south sends troops to reinforce him, he will definitely be able to expel him

Despite the heavy casualties, the morale of the soldiers and civilians was high because they had hope and expectation in their hearts.

On the other hand, the Qing army outside the city was 120,000 troops, but the real Eight Banners Army was less than 10,000 people.

Of course, these Qing soldiers were selected by Dolgon, and most of them came from the north.

No matter how stupid Dolgon was, he would not have sent troops along the river to attack Yingfu.

But even so, the morale of these Qing troops, after a fierce battle, has become very low.

Nikan has already killed one leader and four team leaders.

In fact, the deterrent produced by killing people is the same as the atomic bomb, and it only has a deterrent effect when it is ready to be launched on the launch stand.

It's really murderous, and it's also numb.

Nikan began to doubt the correctness of Dolgon's decision.

Fools understand that what kind of price does it have to pay for such a direct attack on a fortified city?

But suspicion is suspicion, Nikan is not qualified or afraid to disobey Dorgon's orders.

Then tomorrow morning, go on the offensive! Nikan looked into the dark sky and sighed silently, by this time the rain had stopped.

……。

Zhu Cihong returned to the palace with satisfaction.

Today is one of the most exciting and proud of his life.

Even in the Ming Dynasty, as the crown prince, he did not enjoy today's glory.

Today, as a son of a country, he led more than 100,000 soldiers and civilians to block the menacing enemy army from the city wall in the future.

This feeling made Zhu Cihong intoxicated.

He felt that after today, he would be able to truly intimidate his powerful ministers internally and resist powerful enemies externally, and the emperor's authority would be consolidated and even stronger because of the victory in the war.

Therefore, when his public opinion turned to the front of Hongwu Gate, when countless people shouted slogans and poured forward, when the forbidden army built a human wall to block the people.

Zhu Cihong wholeheartedly thought that the people were here to welcome him and express their reverence to him.

So Zhu Cihong pushed away the inner waiting that blocked the appearance of the person, opened the bead curtain, drilled his head, and then his body.

When he smiled with a spring breeze on his face, he showed his kindness and majesty to countless people.

Countless rotten eggs.

Countless rotten vegetable gangs.

There are also stones and wood in between.

When they flew towards him.

Of course, these things are simply out of reach of him.

The Suihu Forbidden Army began to rush up to arrest people, but unfortunately the people were outnumbered, and they were forced to retreat step by step.

Only then did Zhu Cihong realize that things were far from what he imagined.

Because he heard clearly, the angry scolding of the people.

This is a civil unrest.

It could even be a riot.

The riots at the end of the Ming Dynasty are no longer surprising.

But why did this happen? Zhu Cihong's face became pale, so pale that he almost fell to the chariot.

Why is there such a large-scale civil unrest at a time when everyone is united in their resistance to the enemy?

Zhu Cihong's head "banged", and his mind went blank, because he understood what kind of consequences this civil unrest would bring.

The vast majority of the army was sent to guard the five gates, including his forbidden army.

Until then, he believed in his people, in his courtiers, and would be like him, guarding this bright house.

But now, he found that it was his wishful thinking.

……。

In fact.

Since yesterday, there have been rumors in the southeast and northwest of Yingfu, Shangyuan, Jiangning, Jurong, Liyang, Lishui, Gaochun, Jiangpu, and Liuheba counties.

It is rumored that the treasury of the Qianzhuang under the jurisdiction of the household department has been emptied, and the silver deposited by the people in the Qianzhuang has been misappropriated and shorted by the government, and even used as military salaries.

At the beginning, the people were skeptical, but from the time when Zhu Cihong left the palace before noon, pulled nearly a hundred silver carts, and went to Wumen to reward the defenders, the people began to believe.

Countless people flocked to the various households to get their own money, because it was their life savings or the guarantee of the family's survival.

It's a pity that the household money bank was indeed unable to redeem the silver, which made the people extremely frightened.

The rumors have become true so far, and countless people have been involved, either intentionally or unintentionally, or because they don't think it's a big deal.

A run on the tide broke out inexorably at this juncture.

The principal of the household money village is only 1.8 million taels of silver.

In the beginning, it was completely based on the cash of the Yixing Dynasty officials' monthly salaries as a turnover, relying on the reputation of the imperial court to attract depositors.

Obviously, this can't get the money of the Mojia Money Village and the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce.

But the military expenditure of the imperial court was too high, and Zhu Cihong, under the bewitchment of Qian Qianyi, tasted the convenience of embezzling money from the bank, and it was irrepressible.

No one came to save the bank, so they kept raising the interest rate to attract the people.