"Boom, boom, boom......" A series of flowering bombs were hit on the city.

There are not enough artillery in that Niuzhuang, and there is no one in Liaoyang. Zheng Jun's artillery directly carried a door mortar cannon to the city with a long card. As the flowering bullets exploded at the head of the city, the density of the arrows falling from the top of the city weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ji'er Harang had already been led down by Yue Le.

Although the flowering shell fired by this mortar cannon is not very powerful and the range is short, it is enough to cover the urn city of Liaoyang to the head of the city. And it can fall to the back of the wall. Those who dare to stay in the city under fire, or hide behind the city walls, are looking for death.

At this time, in addition to retreating, only the hidden soldier cave is a place to stay.

Zilharang and Yue Le retreated, and the brothers Turg and Yierden hid in the cave. But the brothers all looked earthy.

Under such a formation, if the defenders of Liaoyang are still united, they can still fight, but now? Everyone is terrified, it's no wonder if this city can still be defended!

"Tenth brother, this Liaoyang is not done. Later, you will go down and prepare one or two, and you must report to the master quickly. Don't be afraid of 10,000, just guard against one in case. ”

The weight of Shengjing is definitely comparable to Liaoyang, and the Eight Banners can retreat from Liaoyang, but they will be nailed to Shengjing if they die. When the time comes, don't talk about the scab powder in the sky, that is, the real plague god manifests, and you can't retreat half a halfway.

But they can die, but the master can't have anything.

If the little emperor of Shunzhi had something, the excitement of the Manchu Qing Dynasty would be great.

And the people and horses of the Eight Banners in Liaoyang City are all there. The soldiers of the two yellow flags came the least, after all, they had to stay in Shengjing to show the gate to the Shunzhi couple, right? But there were three or four hundred of them. It's distressing to lose it!

Ilden waited until the sound of the cannon subsided, then slapped his ass and ran into the city. Leaving Turg and joining Ashan, the two of them rushed out of the hiding cave with their soldiers, and when they saw it, they cried out in their hearts. One or two hundred Zheng troops have already gone up to Wengcheng!

A person with a white flag screamed, leading seven or eight people to rush towards the urn city with long cards.

The front and back are orderly, and the route is also uncertain, jumping left and right one by one, and they are not rushing forward in a straight line. But the city wall is so wide, how can they show it again?

Gan Hui was the first to climb the head of the city of Wengcheng with a long ladder, and at this moment, he looked at the few Qing soldiers who had been killed, and said softly: "It's a good time." With just a wave of his hand back, he didn't need to give an order, and the big turtledove legs that had already been erected behind him immediately entered the preparation stage.

As the Qing soldiers rushed to a distance of more than ten paces, a whistle sounded, and the deafening sound of muskets rang out, and the twenty big turtledoves were lined up in three stacks, and they were just beaten like this, and even if the Qing soldiers jumped back and forth again, they were all shot and rolled to the ground. Who told them to just jump upright, and they wouldn't learn from other people's rattan soldiers? Will roll all over the floor.

When the smoke cleared, several Qing soldiers had been killed on the ground, and the one who had been assigned to Paishku had died the worst, and he had been shot three times all over his body, and a shot from the inside was hitting the skull, and his head was gone.

The Qing soldiers did not dare to charge. Although the urn city is only a part of the defense of the city gate, the Liaoyang urn city is to protrude a semicircle outward, so that the bow and arrow are absolutely covered at the head of the city, and the width of the urn city is much narrower than the city wall.

"Shoot the arrows, release the arrows quickly...... Ah Shan shouted, and he raised his bow to shoot at Gan Hui first.

In this group of Zheng Jun who ascended the city, Gan Hui, who was wearing Wenshan bronze armor and wrapped in a red cloak, was not too conspicuous.

But for the arrows shot by the Qing army, Gan Hui just pulled down the iron mask on his face, and the whole person hooked his head, and he didn't dodge it at all.

Not only did Ah Shan target Gan Hui, but everyone else also discovered him, a man who stood out from the crowd. More than a dozen sharp arrows were fired at him in unison, and it was like a thorn on his body in an instant, but except for the force of the arrows that made him shake his body, these arrows did not hurt his oily skin.

Because, while Gan Hui is covered with a layer of Wenshan armor on the outside, he is also wrapped in a layer of cotton armor and a layer of chain mail inside. Not to mention that he is not afraid of arrows, even if he is hit by a musket, he will spit blood at most.

At this moment, the Zheng soldiers who landed in the city were all selected strong men, with at least two layers of armor inside and outside, exquisite iron armor on the outside and cotton armor on the inside. Although the Qing army called for strong bows and arrows, they could not cause them damage. Not to mention that some of the Zheng soldiers who landed in the city were carrying long cards.

"Forward—"

The urn city was taken down, rows of long ladders were erected, and when the iron men and soldiers climbed to the top of the city, Gan Hui immediately waved his hand, and the rolling iron stream pressed towards the Qing army with the cooperation of the musketeers behind him.

If it is a pure confrontation between the two armies, even if the Qing army will eventually lose the south gate of Liaoyang, it will never be directly crushed by the Zheng army. But the word smallpox made everyone up and down in the city panic, they didn't even think about whether it was true or not, and they didn't even think about Zheng Zhilong's real smallpox, and if his team came in, wouldn't they also face the threat of disease?

No one is thinking about that at this time. Everyone was eager to flee Liaoyang City immediately, the water here, the food here, and every inch of air here, that was the original sin.

Touching it can be fatal, let alone staying here for a long time.

If so, when the Iron Man Army arrived, followed by a large group of musketeers and a group of bombardiers, the Qing soldiers at the south gate were decisively unable to resist.

The defenders, who were already panicked, did not hold out for half an hour in the face of Zheng's fierce offensive, and the south gate of Liaoyang was opened from the inside.

Liaoyang City has been in chaos, and fireworks are everywhere in the city, but it is Zheng Zhilong who has already infiltrated Xizuo. The small piece of scalp with braids on the tartar was cut off and glued to the top of the head with fish glue, although it could not be supported for a few days, but it was still impossible to see the flaws in a short time.

These people were all bald soldiers under Li Wu, and they were familiar with the rules of life under the Tartars one by one, and they easily blended into the city. Before, it was just silently spreading pathogens, which was very inconspicuous. But at this moment, they all have seizures.

Setting fire to the city, spreading rumors in the city, and bewitching the Han people, at this moment countless heads in the streets and alleys are flowing around, not to mention those who are concentrated in the city, let alone when the Tartars are defeated.

The whole city was in chaos.

Some of the wrappers who are good at seeing the wind and steering the rudder have appeared one after another, either acting as Zheng Jun's leading party, or taking down the former master first when Zheng Jun cannot be found, so that they can then ask Zheng Jun for merit and reward.

Some honest, docile and timid Baoyi Aha have all become fierce thugs, and the resentment of years of oppression seems to have found a catharsis, turning these once docile "sheep" into fierce beasts. They gathered in groups of three or five, armed with sticks and kitchen knives, and rushed into the banner in groups to burn, kill, and loot in the center.

These people all know that once Zheng Jun takes the city, the Manchu and Han people in the city will be served in a pot. They didn't know what happened to the Manchus, but they heard that the Han people would be sent to a large island in the south to farm.

These things have long been spread in Liaodong, and the Zheng family didn't just come to make trouble this year? Although they can't return to their homeland, they can survive and have a livelihood in the future, right? And I heard that those who perform well can join the skinhead army.

Li Wu took seven or eight of his men to shuttle through the streets and alleys in the north of Liaoyang City, and met a few people with sticks on the side of the road. Li Wu simply ignored it.

Now they need to find some thatched huts that are easy to catch fire and cause chaos.

It's okay to burn down the entire Liaoyang City, because Zheng Jun is destined not to stay in Liaoyang for a long time.

When turning into an east-west alleyway, a group of locals with wooden sticks and kitchen knives were coming from the entrance of the alley, and when they saw a few of them, they first screamed in unison, and then a large group of people with wooden sticks and kitchen knives rushed towards Li Wu and them.

Li Wu and the others turned around and fled backwards, and then a team of escorts to the female dependents who fled outside the city became Li Wu's substitute ghosts.

Li Wu glanced back, and saw that the people on both sides were shouting loudly in Liaodong dialect with the same accent, and sticks and kitchen knives were slashing indiscriminately in the crowd, and soon the ground was full of people.

How many Hermes-Epitek were among these who fell?

He doesn't care about that.

led people to simply break into the small courtyard of a family of two. The door was open, and in front of it were the bodies of two men, some clothes and a pair of pot-bottomed shoes on the doorstep.

Li Wu led people to run to the backyard, and sure enough, he saw the stove room, ran up and kicked it open, and a man died inside. After a little rummaging, I found an oil urn, half a jar of meat oil.

It would be nice to have this.

The outside of the stove room was full of firewood, and the oil urn was thrown towards the firewood, first using the fire breaker to ignite some small dead branches, and then throwing the fire to the broken part of the oil urn, and soon the whole firewood pile became a large fire. Then the haystack of the stables was also ignited, and the whole backyard was on fire. The whirring southeast wind was blowing sparks, and Li Wu believed that soon this small courtyard would be caught in flames, and even the surrounding houses would be ignited.

Zierharang looked at Liaoyang City, which was left behind a little bit, and his heart was full of grief.

Obviously, the reinforcements will arrive in a few days, but Liaoyang City can't even support the efforts of these few days. And what makes him feel even more sad is that Liaoyang can't hold it, so can Shengjing hold it?

It was easy for the emperor to go north, but now that he had made such a fuss, who would dare to say that he would not be infected with smallpox? If the little emperor was also infected with smallpox on the way north, it would be okay to get through it, but if he couldn't get through it, the Qing Kingdom would really not be at peace.

Zilharang lay on the saddle in embarrassment, and at this time he was glad that Hauge, the prince of Su, had been taken south by Dolgon.

"Turg, Turg......" Zilharang cheered up and called out to Turg.

"What is Prince Zheng calling his servants?" Turg was not far away, and when he heard the news, he immediately hit his horse and came close.

"Where's your ten?" Zilharang originally wanted to call on Turge to hurry up and greet the empress dowager in Shengjing, telling his mother and son to leave Beijing and go north first while the defeated army had not yet arrived.

But suddenly, he found that Turg's tenth brother, Ilden, was missing.

"Back to the prince's words, the slave has already asked Ilden to go back to Beijing first to tell the queen mother." Turg's face was as usual.

"You're faithful."