A.D. 1356.

Zhu Yuanzhang led his troops to launch a third attack on Jinling.

This is also the first time that Zhu Yuanzhang has really led the army to attack Jinling since he succeeded to the general army.

The first two times were when Zhang Tianyou led the army to attack, and the end was a great defeat for the whole army, and there was no face.

The second time was when Guo Tianxu and Zhang Tianyou led their troops to attack, and the result was that the two commanders all ascended to heaven and all the soldiers and horses were wiped out.

Two defeats and two defeats, but two defeats and two defeats.

Like the unbeatable Xiaoqiang, the army did not weaken their morale in the two battles, but ignited their offensive arrogance, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses were orderly under the fierce killing flames.

In the face of these two shameful achievements, Zhu Yuanzhang is happy and extremely excited, these two waste snacks who can only eat dry rice and find fault are finally braided, no one will hinder my progress in the future, and the military power that was once handed over to others has finally returned to my hands again, and from now on this army will only obey my command.

These hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses will only obey my orders.

Under my orders, the righteous army will fight in all directions;

Under my command, the crusading army will slaughter the world.

On the way to Jinling, which was less than five kilometers away from Jinling, the vanguard of the Yuan army guarding Jinling appeared in front of Zhu Jiajun.

In the face of this group of uninvited guests, as the commander-in-chief of the vanguard force, Xingtai Yushi Dafu Fushou made a military order for the first battle in his life.

When he saw this Haoran army, Fu Shou, as the commander of the first army, seemed to have never seen this group of fat and thin livestock troops in front of him, let alone a group of completely non-human troops that would be so neat and uniform, so ordered.

So the moment he saw this troop for the first time, he was discouraged, and led his guards to turn around and run.

In this situation, which can be said to be an indirect surrender, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't seem to buy Fushou's account, let alone want to let them go, and the moment he fled, he gave the order to attack.

Although the fly is small, it is also meat, and no matter how weak the Yuan army is, it is still a soldier.

Beat up these bastards first, you're talking.

Anyway, today is to capture Jinling, since you are willing to be a soldier of the Yuan Dynasty, then warm you up first.

If you have to blame anyone, it's your bad luck.

Who made you, the head look like a turtle shell, the boss is so uncompromising, he runs when he sees the master, the master has always liked to pinch the soft persimmon, you are really not lucky, just hit the muzzle of my gun.

I can only blame you for being unlucky.

Fix me to death, catch whoever gives me a face first.

It was in this kind of situation that you chased after me, and it could almost be said that he played a game of cat and mouse, Fushou had no time to care about the life and death of his subordinates, and he ran back to Jinling alone with his girl.

After returning to Jinling, the imperial envoy Fushou, who was the owner of the soldiers and horses in the hands of the high-ranking officials of the Yuan Dynasty, immediately ordered the city gate to be closed and Jinling was defended.

As for the soldiers who were slower than him to react and not as fast as themselves, they were all blocked outside Jinling City.

Brothers who belong to the same system and stand in the same trench, standing outside the city and looking up at their former comrades-in-arms on the high city walls, the brothers of the original alliance of the sea and the mountains, as soldiers and soldiers, must be resentful and painful in their hearts, and at the moment the city gate is closed, they are like outcasts of heaven, and their life and death have nothing to do with the city at the moment of closing the gate.

Behind the Fushou army was a red army of hundreds of thousands.

Standing under the city, looking at the grand scene of Jinling in front of him, his eyes were shining with a strong light.

Facing the towering city wall, facing the vast iron wall that stretches for dozens of kilometers, and facing the winding moat, the silent and rocky heart suddenly trembled, and the deep eyes flashed and beat with a little light.

My impression of Jinling is only a long-distance scene of quarrying and Taiping, and you can only see its outline and outline from a distance.

But when you really come here, the prosperity of Jinling in front of you is far beyond what you think, the red lacquer carved wood between the high platforms and pavilions, the colorful clouds and phoenixes dancing on the water pavilion screen, and the red flag is full of prosperity.

Seeing this, the already excited soldiers and horses were even more uneasy.

At the moment when the Fushou army fled, the Zhu family's army, which had already started to kill, completely opened their eyes at this moment, and in the face of this prosperity, they had to fight hard and take Jinling to enjoy the prosperity that existed inside.

When facing the gate that was stubbornly resisting, and facing the Jinling guards who were armed with spears and short knives and sharp blades, a faint smile appeared on their faces as the division of tigers and wolves.

At this time, there was no longer any need for any orders to attack, and there was no longer any need for any unified command, and the Zhu family's army, which was like jackals, tigers and leopards in front of the prey, set up a cloud ladder that had already been prepared.

Do you think that closing the city gate will be Amitabha?

Do you think that everything will be all right if you stand on a high wall?

Do you think that if you run back into the city, you will be safe and sound as a turtle with a shrunken head?

Blind your dogs' eyes.

You have a dream of soaring, and I have a ladder to climb the clouds.

These things tied up with firewood don't look good, but they do.

It can be used as a fire when it is dismantled, and it can be used as a ladder when it is erected.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if it's good or not, as long as you can clean up your bunch of losers, that's enough.

A gentleman does not move his hands, but as a soldier, we have always moved our hands and do not use our mouths.

Didn't say it, beat you bastards scoundrels.

If I don't knock you out of today, we'll take your last name.

And when facing the other party's Zhu Jiajun, who was standing taller than himself and urinating farther than himself, the Yuan army on the Jinling city wall was instantly stunned and completely dumbfounded.

Isn't it, you red-faced red-faced deflated three people who are red-eyed are actually playing like this?

What about the rules of the game?

What about the acting strategy?

It doesn't seem to have this move in the acting plan, so it's too much for you to play like this!

As the main force, the Zhu Jiajun was rapidly approaching the high Jinling City under the impetus of the soldiers who went forward and succeeded, and under the hard work of tens of thousands of soldiers and horses.

Looking at the Zhu family's army, which was constantly approaching but more murderous, the Yuan army stationed in the city was afraid, timid, and retreated.

They never expected that the opponent's attack would be so fierce, and the opponent's revenge would come so quickly.

At this time, standing on the wall, he began to be afraid.

The guys in front of them are simply a group of out-and-out livestock, and they can't be killed to make up for the beasts.

Their group has already killed red eyes.

They see blood.

They are bloodthirsty.

They are the beings who kill everything like Hades.

Especially the guy standing at the front who looked like a bear blind man, the three-foot-long knife in his hand must have spilled hot blood, and the blood splashed on his cheeks stimulated the pace of killing.

The tens of thousands of soldiers and horses that followed him made an almost perfect contraction between offense and defense.

Such a force was completely uninhabited in the enemy camp.

In the face of such an army, the imperial envoy Fushou, who had already been a deserter, had already branded the word deserter in the hearts of these iron-clad men.

A soldier bears a nest of bears.

If the coach is still like this, why do we pawns who have nothing to do do so hard?

What's even more unfortunate is that the moment he saw the Zhu Jiajun attacking the city tower, Fu Shou, who had just recovered his breath and trembled with trembling legs, immediately pushed aside the crowd, sprinkled his two fat and short thighs like rolling pins, and rushed towards the alleys in the city.

If the coach is still there, at least there is still the meaning of performance, so that the coaches can see it in their eyes and remember it in their hearts, maybe one day the boss will make himself promoted and make a fortune after remembering his performance.

But once the commander escapes, it will lose the meaning of performance as a soldier defending the city.

The protagonists have all run away, what do we mean by playing tricks?

Don't play, don't play, we surrender.

We raise the white flag and surrender.

We don't run, we don't fight.

Anyway, we can't outrun you, and we can't beat you.

Since both are already doomed, then why should I bother with this effort, don't play, let's admit defeat.

We surrender with our hands and feet.

According to the Geneva Convention on the Treatment of Prisoners of War, you cannot kill us.

If you want to kill, kill those bastards who refuse to surrender.

Kill those bastards who resist strictness.

I lost, don't hit me.

I disarm, don't kill me.

Adhering to the ideology of not killing the soldiers, Chang Yuchun, who had just broken the city, had been looking for the figure of the fleeing general Fushou.

When he found that Fu Shou, who was still running naked with a girl just now, began to organize people and horses to fight in the streets, the Zhu family's army was angry in his nostrils and his eyes were on fire.

You're deflated, and you're not dead yet;

If you want to be a little strong, I will do it!

Chase me, kill me!

In the state of exhaustion and exhaustion, when Fushou, who was already not rooted, saw Chang Yuchun, who was killed after him, his pores instantly enlarged, and his face instantly turned pale.

You animal, beast.

Chasing so hard, rushing to be reincarnated?

Mom's, I can't beat it, I can run it.

In order to survive, you give me a top, and I will run first.

And Chang Yuchun looked at the guy in front of him with a big head and a thick neck, short as a pig, running faster than a rabbit, he had never seen a man like a gourd who could run so fast.

I watched this dwarf-like man run to the Fugui Tower (now a tourist site in Jinling), but he was helpless.

You're deflated, I'll sit at the door, I don't believe you're deflated for the rest of your life!

After Fushou, who had lost two battles and two defeats, entered the Fugui Tower, he seemed to have just remembered his identity as the commander-in-chief, and led the defenders in the building to prepare to resist the invasion again.

At this time, as the defender stationed in the Turtle Tower, looking at the guy in front of him who was arrogant and shouting in front of him, he was angry.

You are a king and eight calves, and you want to be an uncle here after you run away?

Are you a gentleman, are these soldiers eating dry food?

Mother, if you dare to abandon the army and flee, it means that you are unkind, and if you dare to abandon the city, it means that you are unjust.

You unkind bastard, why should we obey your commands?

You out-and-out and unjust deserter is not worthy of being our lord at all.

You can die if you want, but don't pull our brothers on their backs.

We are all new recruits who have just joined the army, and we haven't tasted the taste of carrying a gun and scolding our mother to go to the battlefield on the kang, and we haven't lived enough.

In order to save his own life, and as a bargaining chip for surrender, the defenders guarding the Fugui Tower instantly stabbed the prepared knives and guns into Fushou's sweaty chest at the same time that Fushou stepped in.

You can die in peace.

Brothers won't play with you.

When Fu Shou lowered his head to look at the slender white blade that had penetrated his chest, his expression must have been extremely surprised.

He would never have imagined to his death that the soldiers who had been subordinate to his commands of moderation would give him a fatal knife in such a moment of danger.

He would never have imagined that as the leader of a dignified army, he would die at the hands of his own people in the end.

At this time, he may be repenting, if he leads the people to defend Jinling to the death, I am afraid that this will not be the result.

Even if he ends up in a different place, at least he is famous.

But regret had no effect at this point, and his life was as blessed as his name.

With the death of Fu Shou, the Battle of Jinling came to an end.