On the north city wall of Shenyang, the Yanling knife is wielded, and the sound of killing is shocking.

The body of the Yanling knife is straight, the tip of the knife has a curvature, and there is a reverse blade, which is named because it resembles a Yanling, and it is very popular in the Ming Dynasty, whether it is an official or a soldier will wear it.

The Yanling knife in Hong Chengchou's hand is specially made, and the standard saber of ordinary Ming soldiers is different, tough and sharp, sharpening iron like clay, and he wields it indiscriminately is a piece of flesh and blood.

After Hong Chengchou killed several Tartars in a row, he found that he had rushed too violently under the agitation of his heart, and he had become farther and farther away from the guards around him, and gradually fell into a heavy siege......

Several forty-meter-long large steel knives were slashed together, Hong Chengchou was shocked, and subconsciously raised his knife to block, Rao is slender version of the "Dragon Slaying Knife" in his hand was sharp, and it was also uncontrollable due to insufficient internal strength, and it could not withstand the Ling Tian blow of several Tartar masters at all.

"Khooth!" The sound of a collision of gold and iron, such as several bronze bells and Huang Lu at the same time, the trilling sound is continuous, rippling between heaven and earth, like a dam pouring out, and a flood pouring down.

The city bricks under his feet were like spider webs shattered, Hong Chengchou snorted, the sound of gold and iron was like in his ears, he only felt that his whole body trembled, his arm was sore, his right hand was involuntarily released, and the Yanling knife flew in response. (Forgive me, who wrote fantasy before, didn't hold back)

"The Baya soldiers are terrifying!"

Only the blood and qi all around his body moved, Hong Chengchou's head banged, his heart instantly cooled by half, he didn't want to be caught, he washed his neck and killed, and in a hurry, the whole person lay down, and dodged the fatal blow with a beautiful roll.

Several steel knives slashed through the air and smashed into the rammed earth walls as hard as rock.

The eyes of several Baya soldiers were bright, and they understood that the master in front of them must be a big official, maybe it was Hong Chengchou, the governor of Jiliao, how could he give up and hurriedly followed.

"A thousand taels of gold, where to go!"

Listening to a few Tartars behind him chasing after him in a broken Chinese, Hong Chengchou panicked, found a steel knife in the pile of corpses all over the ground, and slashed at the calves that ran over with the strength of milk.

"Ahh

In an instant, several Tartar masters screamed again and again, blood splashed everywhere, splashing Hong Chengchou's face was peach-peach-red, he didn't have time to check whether he was injured, and successively used three beautiful donkeys to roll and roll in the place where the Ming army was many.

Where did he think that there were several big steel knives cut down, Hong Chengchou was shocked, at this time he was rolling weaker, and he was already unable to resist, and he sighed unwillingly in his heart, so he had to close his eyes and wait for death.

"Khooth!"

In the midst of lightning, Hong Chengchou only felt that his legs were tight, and his whole body was pulled suddenly, he suddenly opened his eyes, but found that it was Shenyang's deputy general Rao Xun who arrived in time and pulled him back.

Hong Chengchou, who escaped death, couldn't help but burst into tears, the feeling for the rest of his life after the catastrophe was too comfortable, he looked at Rao Xun, the deputy general who fought bravely to kill the enemy, and his heart was even more grateful.

There was a burst of Manchu shouts from the Tartars, and more desperate shouts of killing came from the city wall, and a large number of Manchurian Eight Banner armor soldiers climbed to the top of the city.

The hand-to-hand combat of the Eight Banners of Manchuria was by no means comparable to that of the Eight Banners of the Han Army, and the already exhausted Ming soldiers on the city wall were immediately on the verge of collapse in the face of the sudden increase in pressure.

"Governor, go!"

Zuo Guang, the chief soldier of Shenyang, arrived with a group of personal soldiers first, and he no longer asked Hong Chengchou for instructions, so he directly picked up Hong Chengchou and ran to the city.

Hong Chengchou, who was lying on Zuo Guangxian's back, was like ashes, and shouted loudly: "Put me down!" Zuo Guangxian, this official orders you to put me down! ”

Where is Zuo Guangxian willing to let go of him, he knows very well that the war in Shenyang is irreparable, the city is broken sooner or later, the governor is the commander of Liaodong in the Ming Dynasty, how can he watch his eldest brother fall into the hands of the Qing army as his henchman for many years......

Seeing that the general soldiers fled the battlefield with the governor on their backs, where did the defenders of Shenyang Beicheng still have the heart to fight against the Qing army, and they scattered like a tide, and the morale that had lasted for many days was suddenly exhausted.

As Dolgon sent the elite armor of the Eight Banners at any cost, it was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the defense line of the northern city collapsed in an instant, and with a large number of Qing troops pouring into the city, the victory was decided.

The Yellow Dragon Banner of the Eight Banners Army was soon planted on the enemy tower in the north of Shenyang, waving in the wind.

Dolgon, who was three miles away from the city wall of Shenyang, saw the Yellow Dragon Banner planted on the city, and a big stone finally landed in his heart, and a burst of ecstasy surged in his heart.

In front of the three armies, under the yellow umbrella, Dolgon, dressed in gilded armor, rode his horse around twice, and said loudly: "A few years ago, Huang Taiji was defeated here, lost Shengjing, and lost the face of my Qing Dynasty, and today, I have taken back Shengjing!" ”

"Long live the emperor, the Qing Dynasty will win!"

"The panic is over, and the Tartar Qing is forced to live!"

The princes and ministers of the surrounding Qing Kingdom sang loudly, and the Japanese Eight Banners generals, who were half-hung in Chinese, were also chanting.

He said to himself again: "Starling brother, you are still not as good as me, you just look up to the fourteenth brother and me underground, how to take Shanhaiguan and lead my Eight Banners into the Central Plains!" ”

I have to say that at this time, Dolgon has drifted to the point that he will never think that just a few months later, he will be abused by Emperor Tianwu to drift and flee in a donkey cart.

The north city of Shenyang was broken, the east city and the west city fell one after another, in this case, the resistance of the remnants of the Ming army in the city was unexpectedly tenacious, and the deputy general of Shenyang, Rao Xun, still led the people to fight to the death with the Qing army.

Azig and several other banner owners with eight flags were naturally reluctant to send their own bannermen to go up, so the Japanese Eight Banners had to go up again.

The owner of the Yellow Banner of the Eight Banners of Japan was the lord of the Choshu Domain, and under the cold gaze of Prince Azigesen of England, he had to lead his own banner men to rush up and kill.

At present, the ranks of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty are divided into Manchurian, Mongolian, Han, Xian, and Japanese, and the status of the Japanese Eight Banners is lower than that of the Korean Eight Banners, and the equipment is even worse, acting as cannon fodder, and the overall combat effectiveness is not the same as that of the Manchurian Eight Banners.

In the city of Shenyang, there were corpses of the Eight Banners Army and the Ming Army everywhere, and the last remnants of the Ming Army fought and retreated, until they retreated to the South City Gate, but there was no way to retreat.

Until the Eight Banners Army surrounded Dolgon into the city, this Ming army was still not wiped out, and it did not surrender to the death.

The tenacity of this Ming army aroused the interest of Dolgon, and he personally went to the South Gate Battlefield to watch the battle.

At this time, at the south gate, the black-pressed Eight Banners Army surrounded the Ming army, and surrounded it eight times, and they all dared not come forward.

"Kill that Ming general, the official will be promoted to two levels, and this chapter will be ...... in Beijing"

In the Eight Banners Army, there was Jia Lazhangjing shouting, but the shouting stopped abruptly, and a bloody arrow splashed all over the face of a banner soldier around him.

I saw that among the remnants of the Ming army, Shenyang's deputy general Rao Xun was holding a strong bow, and his sharp black eyes were hidden in the angular outline, his slender and tall figure was not rough, like an eagle in the night, cold and arrogant but arrogant and domineering, and he exuded a strong force that was proud of the world when he was independent.

Rao Xun roared with a hideous face: "Who else? If you are not afraid of death, come! ”

The Eight Banners Army was suddenly silent, and one by one they couldn't help but retreat.

Azig, who was not far away, was full of resentment, and ordered: "Order, kill this general at all costs, if you take a step back, you will be killed immediately!" ”