Chapter 322: Recovering Jiujiang (Ninth Update!) Ask for a subscription, ask for a monthly pass! )

The Ming army poured into Fengtianmen like a tidal wave.

Although both sides had fortifications such as bunker barricades, the Ming army was clearly stronger and took the initiative to launch an offensive against the Qing army's positions.

Wu Kuan hurriedly ordered someone to release the arrows.

But the arrows could not stop the advance of the Ming army.

Like bloodthirsty beasts, the Ming army constantly charged at its prey.

At this moment, Wu Kuan realized that he had made a wrong decision.

At the beginning, he should have taken advantage of the Ming army's unstable foothold to pounce on it and strangle this fire, instead of thinking about what street fighting.

Can the Qing army fight street fighting? Yes! But it depends on who you fight.

Fighting with the Ming army, the Qing army is obviously not an opponent.

But he obviously knew this too late, and at this moment the Ming army was already in control of the situation.

Fengtianmen is just a breakthrough, and the Ming army is going to tear this hole bigger and bigger.

The soldiers of the Kuidong Coalition Army are all veterans of a hundred battles, and their strength is on par with Li Dingguo's lineage.

These green battalion soldiers in Jiujiang are completely unable to match them in terms of willpower and combat effectiveness.

Seeing that there were more and more Ming troops in the city, the mentality of the Qing soldiers gradually collapsed.

Gradually, deserters began to appear, and the rout began.

This is undoubtedly terrifying.

Fear spread rapidly among the Qing army, and soon Wu Kuan found that the number of Qing soldiers behind the bunker was much smaller.

Damn it!

He punched him in hatred, and then ordered his own soldiers to stop the fleeing rout.

But this is clearly in vain.

Once the rout is formed, it is impossible to control it.

These green battalion soldiers didn't want to stay here and wait for their heads to be cut off by the Ming soldiers.

For them, it is better to find a hill and fall into the grass than to lose their lives tonight.

They don't have as many worries as Wu Kuan, and being alive is their only appeal.

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"Xingming, thank you for your hard work."

It took less than an hour for the Ming army to control the four city gates, Li Laiheng patted Liu Xingming's shoulder and said with great relief.

"Linguo Gong is serious, this is what I should do. Now that the Tartars have been driven to a corner of the inner city mansion, it's time to clean them up. ”

It stands to reason that Li Laiheng and Liu Xingming are equals, but because of their identity, Liu Xingming respects him very much.

"Well, the gates are already under our control, and they won't be able to escape. But considering that these Tartars may jump over the wall and kill the people of the city, we should destroy them as soon as possible. ”

After saying that, Li Laiheng turned to Yuan Zongdi and said, "Uncle Yuan, this task will be handed over to you." ”

Yuan Zongdi laughed and said: "Don't worry, little tiger, Lao Yuan let him die for the third watch, he will definitely not survive the fifth watch." ”

"Come on, surround the Jiujiang Mansion for me!"

Yuan Zongdi waved his big hand and ordered in a deep voice.

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"Why, how did it get like this?"

Zhao Liben still can't believe what is happening in front of him.

The Ming army broke the city like this?

He had expected a fierce battle for several days, and then reinforcements arrived to defeat the Ming army, but now it was over.

"Master, this is a medicinal wine prepared..."

The servant took out a bottle of medicinal wine, and Zhao Liben glanced at it and waved his hand in disgust: "You just want my lord to die so much?" ”

"Master, the Ming army has broken through the outer city and controlled all the gates of Jiujiang. I can't leave even if I want to. It won't be long before the Ming army will attack the mansion, and at that time, if you fall into the hands of the Ming army, I'm afraid you won't even be able to fall the whole corpse. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Liben sighed in his heart.

There are no dead bodies, this is simply the most terrifying thing.

Death itself is nothing compared to that.

As soon as he thought that his head would be hung by the Ming army in a different place, a wave of grief and indignation surged in his heart.

It's all that damn Wu Kuan, boasting that Jiujiang City is impregnable, and the Ming army will definitely not be able to attack it.

At this point, there is really no other way but suicide.

In fact, Zhao Li wanted to hang himself more.

But sometimes the hanging died very slowly, and the process was very struggling, and after thinking about it, he decided to drink the medicinal wine.

"Bring it!"

Zhao Liben snatched the medicinal wine over, sighed and said, "You all hurry up and run." The Ming army won't care about you servants. My corpse... Let them be at their disposal. ”

After that, he drank all the medicinal wine.

"Let's go, it's all empty in the end."

Zhao Liben collapsed to the ground, allowing the poison to attack, and then his body twitched sharply, and his eyes gradually lost his expression.

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The Ming army has led the generals to surround the government, and there are still many Qing soldiers who are stubbornly resisting.

Yuan Zongdi came to the front of the mansion surrounded by his own soldiers, and after understanding the situation, he immediately ordered the soldiers to smash the door of the mansion with a smashing wood.

The crashing wood is ready-made, and the Ming army originally planned to cooperate with the siege to hit the city gate, and now it can be used to hit the palace gate.

The wood is very thick, and it is used to hit the door of the house with a bit of a knife to kill chickens.

The Ming army was not even prepared, and only once broke open the door of the mansion.

Then Yuan Zongdi's subordinates swarmed in, and the Qing soldiers in the palace continued to retreat.

But where can they flee to?

The government has been surrounded by the Ming legions, and these green battalion soldiers have no chance to escape if they want to climb over the wall.

At the moment when the city was just broken, they did not choose to surrender, and there was no more chance.

Now even if they kneel and pray, the Ming army will cut at their necks.

Yuan Zongdi issued a death order, and none of the Qing soldiers in the house remained, and the rest of the people were all tied up and waited for the fate.

It is because the soldiers of the Ming army are very fierce, and killing the Qing soldiers is like killing chickens.

In less than half an hour, all the Qing soldiers in the mansion were killed.

Yuan Zongdi ordered the heads of these soldiers to be cut off and counted, and the corpses were all burned in one fire.

Ming soldiers found the body of the prefect Zhao Liben in the palace.

He had bled to death, and his body was like a shrimp together.

Yuan Zongdi ordered his head to be cut off and hung at the head of the city for public display.

This night battle was played perfectly, and the battle ended before dawn, so as not to disturb the people.

The only regret is that Wu Kuan, the chief soldier of the Qing army, was not caught.

This guy should have seen that the situation was not good, and he took the water gate in advance and ran away.

This unlucky ghost Zhao Liben was left in the city, and he could only choose to drink poison and commit suicide.

In any case, this was a great joy for the Ming army.

Almost without much loss, the important town of Jiujiang was taken. This is an important stronghold next to the Yangtze River, and controlling the Jiujiang Ming army can make all preparations for Zheng Chenggong's invasion of Jiangxi.

Yuan Zongdi himself admired Zheng Chenggong very much, but he never had the opportunity to meet.

Now that Zheng Chenggong led his troops from Nanjing to Jiangxi, it is very likely that the two will meet for the first time in Jiujiang.

Heroes cherish heroes, Yuan Zongdi has already thought about drinking with Zheng Chenggong for one night, not drunk or sleeping.

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