Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Martyrdom of the Emperor and Empress

Long Wu called open the door, and the first thing he saw was Zeng.

Zeng stood in the middle of the gate, surrounded by some female servants, holding some wooden sticks or something. These things are of little use in front of a fully armed soldier. But it can bring them a little psychological comfort.

"Your Majesty." Zeng's eyes lit up, and her face was a little fatter than before, slightly pregnant. I just saw Longwu, and my eyes seemed to turn into the most crystalline gem.

In troubled times, between life and death, it is best to only be able to see you again. Even if you return from defeat, then die today.

Long Wu turned over and dismounted, held Zeng's hand, and said, "Xin Tong." ”

After these two words were spoken, all kinds of emotions came to my heart, unwilling to want to, and unable to do anything. It's more of a shame that you can't do anything about yourself. I wanted to say something, but I couldn't say anything, and when it came to my heart, it seemed that there was a plug in my throat.

I couldn't say anything for a while.

Only by holding Zeng's hand and using body temperature to transmit all the information.

Perhaps, many times, there are some things that do not need to be declared.

Long Wu and Zeng walked into the main hall together, Zeng immediately ordered to go down and dismiss all the servants, and Long Wu once again ordered Zhou Zhifan and others to disperse.

Some of the soldiers under Zhou Zhifan and Xiong Wei also left quietly, but the remaining two or three hundred people, most of whom were soldiers brought out by Longwu from Wuchang City at the beginning, were not natives of Changsha, and had nowhere to go in Changsha.

These men have stood outside and will not disperse.

At this moment, there have been sporadic Xia Jun killed.

In order to grab the credit, many of them don't want their lives. It fully explains what it means to die for money and birds for food, and many junior officers, with only a few dozen people, dare to go deep into Changsha City. was immediately beaten by Zhou Zhifan with someone.

Some were even eaten whole by Zhou Zhifan.

It's just that the Ming army has lost its structure at all, and hundreds of people are being chased by dozens of people, and there are many people. Otherwise, Xia Jun would not have been so rampant. Soon, the little advantage of the Ming army was also neutralized, and the number of Ming troops was not large, most of them were dozens or hundreds.

It seems that the rush is too fierce, and the command structure is lagging behind.

Among these hundred households, none of them had a higher prestige, so hundreds of people stayed outside for a while, as if they had reached an agreement, and then officially attacked the palace.

Although it is said to be an imperial palace, it is actually just an official yamen, and it cannot be compared with the defense of the Forbidden City.

Although Zhou Zhifan and Xiong Wei insisted on fighting, they still couldn't stop the Xia army from moving step by step.

In the harem.

Longwu and Zeng

Sit opposite each other.

Zeng's changed into a formal suit, with a phoenix crown and a bright red color, like a queen coming to the court. And Longwu is dressed in armor, dusty, and even some places are stained with blood, even Longwu himself, and he doesn't know where these blood stains come from.

Zeng brought out a pot of wine.

Long Wu took it, smiled lightly, and said, "Is it a chance to lead the machine, or to break the intestines." He then sighed lightly and said: "It doesn't matter, it's just that I am in my forties, I was depressed when I was young, and when I was young, I was stuck on a high wall, but I was in my forties, so I had this opportunity, but I don't want to affect you and my son----"

Tsang poured out two glasses of wine from the flask, which were amber in color and fragrant. said: "Why does Your Majesty say this, you and I are married and married, since life and death go hand in hand, it is not Your Majesty's fault until now, but it is difficult to return to the great tomorrow, and when Emperor Yizong is here, it is no longer done." God put this mess in the hands of His Majesty, and it is not something that can be saved by manpower. ”

Long Wu sighed lightly and said, "Xin Tong, I'm going, after I go, don't leave my body to the thief, you can do it yourself." ”

Long Wu pinched the wine glass and drank it.

Zeng Shi held Longwu's hand and said, "Your Majesty said that I will follow you for the rest of my life, and when I reach the last journey, how can I not follow?" ”

The effect of the medicine was very fast, but after a while, Long Wu's face froze, his throat rattled, and he was speechless. The body convulsed incessantly. Zeng Shi held Longwu's hand, took Longwu in his arms, gently stroked Longwu's helmet, and said, "Soon it will be fine, soon it will be fine." ”

After a while, Long Wu's body went limp, and he stopped moving.

Zeng looked at Longwu's face, only a trace of blood was at the corner of his mouth, and his face was ruddy, as if he was asleep.

Zeng forced himself to help Longwu's body onto the bed. Lowering the curtain of the step-shaker, it was as if he had gone to bed countless times. Then he got up and hit a candle on the ground.

On the ground, there is already a layer of fire oil.

The lit candle tumbled in the air, the flame shrunk into one point, and lit on top of the oil of fire. With a "boom", it spread. Tongues of fire spread and sprang out as if they were alive. Most of the houses of this era were made of wood, but in a matter of moments, the flames spread over the surrounding walls, making a crackling sound.

Zeng walked in the firelight, calmly lifted the curtain, got on the rocking bed, and lay on Longwu's side, as if it had been countless nights, quietly closed his eyes, as if all the flames outside had nothing to do with it.

The flames spread quite quickly.

It seems that because of the accumulation of I don't know how many flammable materials have been piled up outside the house in advance, it burns very quickly, but after a while, it burns through the roof.

An old eunuch's shrill voice sounded: "Your Majesty is dead." ”

In the courtyard, Zhou Zhifan and Xiong Wei, who were still insisting on fighting, were suddenly stunned, looked back, and saw the burning fire, shouted, no matter what, rushed out.

At this moment, the two of them have the intention of death, and they don't resist at all with one move, and they just exchange their lives for their lives. The so-called one husband is desperate, and ten thousand people are difficult to do. Although there are only a few dozen people left, and there are still injuries one by one, they are facing their desperate posture. The Xia army retreated one after another.

The new soldiers gathered a row of firearms before they were killed by a hard beating.

It's not that Xia Jun didn't dare to fight hard.

It is really urgent that among the Xia army, the outlaws are by no means less than the Ming army, but the war has been fought so far, everyone can see that it is about to end, and the next thing will definitely be a reward for meritorious deeds. At this time, who is willing to give a small life to victory.

At this time, they were not in the mood to work hard.

This was the last resistance of the Ming army.

After Zhou Zhifan and Xiong Wei died in battle, the resistance of the Ming army ended in Changsha City, but the chaos in Changsha City had just begun.

At this moment, the south gate is also under the control of the Xia army, to the east, south, and west three city walls, most of which are under the control of the Xia army, but the north city wall is still in the hands of the Ming army, but the Ming army no longer has the slightest will to resist, and has sent people to ask for surrender.

Zhang Xuan did not choose to walk through the city gate, but decided to walk through the ruins of Tianxin Pavilion and enter Changsha City.

Numerous soldiers lined up on either side, on the uneven ground.

Zhang Xuan walked step by step, and the first thing he saw was the color on the ground. The ground is not the color of the earth, but a lot of dark colors, all of which are the color of blood coagulation, this is the battle to conquer Changsha, the battle with the heaviest casualties, Zhang Xuan secretly said in his heart: "Wang Jincai's department is going to be greatly injured." ”

He counted it carefully, and after this battle, several of his main forces suffered significant losses.

There are even many places that need to be assisted by troops.

This is not a good sign.

Zhang Xuan just secretly put this thinking in his heart. He expressed his condolences to the wounded soldiers who had been left behind. Immediately reviewed the remaining troops of Wang Jincai's department, and then ascended to Tianxin Pavilion.

Or rather, the ruins of Tianxin Pavilion.

In the repeated fighting, Tianxin Pavilion only had half of the base left, and there were a few pillars, and the rest were nothing.

After Zhang Xuan boarded, he looked down at Changsha City, his face suddenly stiffened, and said, "What's going on?" ”

In Zhang Xuan's eyes, there were fires in many places in Changsha City. I also faintly heard the sound of crying and scolding. Burning, killing, looting, these four things are all connected. Zhang Xuan has high requirements for the army, and such a thing has not happened to his subordinates for a long time. Reappearing in Changsha City at this moment, Zhang Xuan was naturally extremely angry.