He Tengjiao is often happy, and the soldiers under him are also laughing happily, as if what they see is not death at all, yes, they themselves represent death, the battlefield of life and death, so that these most ordinary soldiers completely release their nature, they are farmers, small citizens, and when they are robbed, they want to pick up the bench and rush up to the kind of K.

All the Ming troops laughed lightly in death, but the most infuriating was the donkey, which was also the most calm.

The hair on his body was burned by the fire, and he was still chewing hay with his bare oval ass full of burnt smell and hairless tail.

Seeing He Tengjiao walking towards him with a wicked smile, the donkey lowered his head at his handsome drop, as if asking, "Friend, is there boiled water that is cool?" The grass is a little dry, and if you don't drink some water, I'm afraid your teeth will be stuffed. ”

The stormy city is full of absurd images, and a group of hedgehogs shot by the Qing army will stand on the roofs with arrows all over their bodies and giggle, belittleing the Qing army's helplessness.

The Qing soldiers, who had become 'Buddhas' on the ground, covered their heads with big purple bags, held their heads, and wept hysterically.

Here, I just saw a few gritted Qing soldiers holding ladders, ready to climb the fortress of the Ming army, and go to find someone to call the board. But he didn't pay attention, and with a 'whoosh', the ladder at hand was taken away by the Ming soldiers above.

"Here's for you!" After hearing this, he threw back a few shot put balls from above, and the Qing soldiers who smashed them didn't even have a chance to scream, and they died immediately and couldn't die anymore.

The Qing army was robbed of the ladder, but the Ming army returned lead, but the shells were also fired by the Qing army? Besides, is there such a bloody way to return the law?

The monkey-like Ming soldiers were jumping around on the rooftops, as if they had just been dragged out of the rubble of the earthquake-stricken area, but they showed a pair of white teeth, holding all kinds of disgusting gadgets to entertain visitors from all directions.

Although even the inner city of Changsha has been breached, except for a small number of Qing troops on the battlefield who can still calm down, most of the Qing troops have either gone crazy enough to bump their heads against the buildings with the Ming army's evil smiles; Either that, or a nervous breakdown to the point of no return, throwing and rolling on the ground.

Some stood beside the falling corpses of their comrades-in-arms, admiring the scenery on the street with a blank expression; Others are scratching the walls with their hands, as if this way they can tear down the fortress of the Ming army.

Death permeates the whole city, but no one cares; This city is still permeated with weirdness, seeing those Ming soldiers who are still happy or smiling gloomily before they die, even if their enemies can get out alive, they will never be able to get rid of this eighteen layers of hell in front of their eyes and hearts, terrifying to the bone marrow - Changsha City.

The inner city of Changsha was completely breached, and it was in some days of the first month of the third year of the Yongli Dynasty in the Ming Dynasty, and a Spring Festival passed day by day in a hurry.

However, Zilharang and those tiger and wolf divisions of the Qing Dynasty did not have any Spring Festival at all, they all celebrated 'Halloween'. Halloween is Halloween, the Qing army thought that after Halloween, it would be the end of this unlucky year, but they still forgot that the Shangyuan Festival is coming again.

In order to celebrate with the whole world, so that the Qing army who came from afar could also celebrate the Lantern Festival together, and even welcome the arrival of the new year with the descendants of Yan and Huang at home and abroad, he almost moved the stockpiled gunpowder of the entire Jiangnan of the Ming army.

Moreover, He Tengjiao has already dug tunnels everywhere for the defense of Changsha City, and the people in the city have already evacuated, so naturally there is nothing to worry about, and He Tengjiao's audience is only left with Jierharang, Nikan and their Qing Iron Army.

Having just survived Halloween, Zilharang's mood seems to have gradually regained its calm. Even if it was a thousand difficulties, his Qing Dynasty Iron Army was still brave and unstoppable, after a street, an alley of the battle, his team finally cried a miserable and miserable cry to the foot of the royal city of Jiwangfu in the center of the inner city of Changsha.

The sunset in early spring rests so early, and if it weren't for the sake of taking care of the wine of Zilharang and Nikan, I believe the sun would have left work a long time ago.

Ignoring the lives lost in front of him, Zilharang and Nikan were standing on the inner city wall with a bird's-eye view of Changsha.

They all finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the sound of two people clinking glasses came from their hands. The wine in the goblet didn't make a single ripple under the crisp collision.

The willow tops on the moon, after dusk, the blue-gray outline of the moonlight helped the wine of Ji'er Harang's uncle and nephew, and also illuminated the sky above the Duanli Gate of King Ji's Mansion.

"Tomorrow morning, the army will be able to break through the Duanli Gate and attack He Tengjiao's last line of defense, King Ji's Mansion, hehehe, what does my nephew have to say?"

Nikan thought to himself, "What can I say?" Whoever is aggrieved knows it. ”

But the wine syrup was swaying in his hand, and the blood-red wine syrup was swirled into his mouth, and then he pursed his lips and smiled slightly, "My nephew is just too happy, wait for tomorrow to take the Jiwang Mansion, capture He Tengjiao alive, pick his skin, pump his tendons, and make his head into a wine glass, and use him to drink wine every day." ”

"Good!" After hearing this, Jierharang praised, "Nikan has ambition, but this king also wants one, this king will take off Zhu Youlang's head to make a wine cup, and bury the bones of Emperor Longwu and Emperor Shaowu who are not in the flow of the Southern Ming Emperor and Zhu Youlang's bones together, and build a town south tower, Yongzhen I am thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in the south of the Qing River!" ”

didn't ask Tianlang whether he agreed or not, Jierharang seemed to treat him as Song Lizong, poor Song Lizong, even the skull was made into a wine cup, and the Mongolian emperor served wine for a hundred years, until Zhu Yuanzhang expelled the Tartars, and then buried his skull in the Song Liuling.

The two of them raised a glass to invite Mingyue at the head of the city, from the moon in the east sky, and then to the east and white, no one was sleepy, they all wanted to see with their own eyes He Tengjiao, who had existed like a nightmare for many days, and the final fate.

It's just that there are more figures on the Duanli door, and maybe they also know that their last moment is coming.

The figures were all withered, most of them had severed arms and stumps, and many were barely on their feet, reminding themselves with stubborn will that they should not fall before the enemy was about to attack.

They were armed with knives and guns, bandages and eyes like knives, forcing them to look at the two people on the city tower who were drinking under the moon.