The battle of Luoyang is also a battle for survival!

Luoyang is not only a heavy city in Heshuo, but also a crossroads of resources, where the taxes of the states and counties on the Yellow River converge, which are transferred to Beijing, and the materials of Sichuan and Shaanxi also pass through here and march to the Central Plains.

Especially sealed in Luoyang Fu Wang, Fu Wang Tian all over Henan and even to the neighboring provinces of Shaanxi, Sichuan, Fu Wang also has the salt of Shaanxi salt, the original Wanli Emperor thin the world and fat Fu Wang said, Fu Wang's wealth grain is an astronomical amount.

All this, in the eyes of the farmers who were harvested by the drought in Chongzhen's thirteenth year, was the last straw.

If you can grab it, you will live, and if you can't grab it, you will die!

It's a pity that people are not tides after all, and the cold winter wax moon has been impacting for a whole day, in addition to adding countless frozen corpses under the city wall, it has not been able to shake the newly built Luoyang brick and stone city wall of the founding of this dynasty, and the exhausted Jimin had to be full of disappointment, and the hungry wolf licked his wounds and retreated.

However, it was not easy on the city.

There are too many intruders!

Just as Sun Chuanting expected, the withdrawal of the Qin soldiers was simply the withdrawal of the thief army! Emperor Chongzhen and scholar Yang Sichang's mistakes in decision-making made the entire north empty, and Luoyang City had three guards to join the Yang Sichang bandit army in Sichuan, and Hong Chengchou went out of the pass to relieve the siege of Jinzhou, and it was the last elite of the official army in the north to be cleaned.

On the tenth day of the first month of the fourteenth year of Chongzhen, more than 100,000 Li Zicheng's army suddenly surrounded Luoyang, first pulled out the last few barriers in Luoyang, such as the Qili Bridge, Sanshan Station, and then surrounded the Luoyang city wall, but the defenders here, in addition to the two or three thousand people of Henan General Wang Shaoyu to support them, only Luoyang City itself was left with a little bit of township soldiers.

Even if Ming Luoyang is far from the scale of Tang Luoyang, but guarding the huge city wall is also too much for them to do, in the battle to defend the city, but fortunately, Li Zicheng in Sun Chuanting's battle, the backbone of the veteran almost lost, today, even if there is a combat effectiveness such as the Qing army eight banners of almost fifty people, Luoyang City has to be captured.

It's a pity that history has no ifs, this is already the fourth day of the battle to defend the city, and the desperate struggle between the two groups of poor people has made the night of Luoyang belong to the clan vassal king and the big family.

Although it was a war, it did not stop these Zhumen Jiadi, the singing and dancing of the big families were leveled, although the courtyard of the Chu Pavilion of the largest Qinglou in Luoyang City was closed, but the lights upstairs were still on, and the sound of small tunes was faintly transmitted, the babbling of girls singing songs, and the scholars pretended to be chic poems against them, and they were soft and light songs when they were close, but they were far away, but they were ghostly, indicating some kind of ominousness.

The big clan with lanterns is also looking for joy in the house gate, unconsciously, the thirteenth year of Chongzhen has passed, this is not out of the first month, every household is still celebrating their own life of another year of rice worms, and they don't take the encirclement of Luoyang to heart.

For defending Luoyang City, these people are very confident, after all, in the eighth year of Chongzhen, Li Zicheng and Gao Yingxiang had a crushing defeat under Luoyang City, and the peasant army has never had a record of capturing such a big city, and here is King Fu, the uncle of the current saint, can the court not come to the rescue?

Compared with the rotten life of these rich vassal kings in the center of the city, the people and the defenders are suffering I don't know how many times.

At the head of the city, there are ladders rushing up to fight the corpses of the soldiers who have frozen together with the city wall, and they can't throw it down, so they sit next to these corpses, the officers and soldiers are steaming, desperately rubbing their hands that have been wooden, if according to the military regulations of the Ming army, this season, the guard will generally be issued a new set of winter clothes, but even the border soldiers on the nine sides have not seen new clothes for decades, not to mention their second-line troops, the local guards, the cold winter, the sergeants have passed a set of linen clothes, I can only barely keep warm by stuffing straw into my clothes.

On the other hand, in order to defend the city, the patrol Wang Yinchang organized the residents in the city to guard the city section according to the armor, and they didn't dare to sleep at all in this cold winter night, so they could only light a fire along the root of the city wall to keep warm.

Guarding the city is still a bit of welfare, at least the government is in charge of the rice, tossing until the middle of the night, a cauldron finally boiled up, the cold night has to bubble a rare hot steam, looking at the fire, Luoyang men wearing tattered thin clothes immediately lined up with bowls, one by one.

"Thank you, sir!"

The hot porridge hit the bowl, a Luoyang man nodded and bowed, held the bowl and blew the hot air and walked back, but he didn't take two steps, looking at the porridge under the firelight, he was stunned, the spoon pulled twice, looked at the poor dozen grains of rice in the light bottom-to-bottom rice soup, cried a sad face, and he turned back again.

"Official, if you don't get rice, can you give another spoonful!"

"It's all like that, if you like to eat or not, get out!"

The catcher in a soap-colored official uniform scolded impatiently, which frightened the man, so he had to go back with rice soup and depressed, which had not yet reached his own area! But he felt the heat on his feet, and with a click, a bowl smashed directly at his feet.

"! Lao Tzu is desperate and desperate with bandits and thieves! It's just a bunch of old men who are enjoying happiness and keeping warm in the city! I don't have enough to eat! Is this called porridge? That's water!"

"Okay, Zhang Lao Wu, the water also has a bit of rice flavor, it's a hot thing! What are you looking forward to in these years? ”

In the crowd, there was immediately a persuasion, however, it seemed that he was really angry, and the man who threw the bowl was still angry, and continued to scold there.

"The emperor is not short of hungry soldiers! What's going on? Lao Tzu is out! Can't those big clans produce some rice? It is better to follow the thieves to sell their lives, but I heard that they are full of food, and they don't need to pay food......"

Before he finished speaking, the grumbling man's mouth had been blocked by an unknown elder, and he looked left and right, and the rapid reprimand came from the crowd again.

"You kid, what are you talking about? Don't want to die? If those adults hear this, they will make you a bandit, and they will have to cut off your head on the spot!"

seemed to be scared, the man's shouting voice was quiet after all, and he shook the rice soup on his feet, and the unlucky man also walked back with the dishes and chopsticks, but a few words were deeply imprinted in his heart.

Eat your fill! No food!

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Cold and difficult night, I ate such a few centimeters of clear porridge, my stomach rumbling to spend it, early in the morning, the Luoyang defenders who finally fell asleep in the cold were kicked up by their own hundred long team one by one, rubbing their eyes and tiredly touching the bow and arrow, and once again gathered on the edge of the city wall.

Once again, the black and suppressed army pressed up again, but the veteran who made a stunned voice yesterday no longer had the heart to sigh about how many more shocked the army was! In a daze, he had put the cold fire on the battlement.

But it seems that God has added a separate setting to him, and if he doesn't take a bite, he can't start a war, just blow two fireropes, and by the way, get some warmth for himself, but the old soldier immediately stared at his eyes, his face was full of fear, and his mouth grew incredibly, and he gacked three times, and then he screamed out bitterly.

"Thief artillery! Be careful!!"

The army itself does not produce artillery, and flows back and forth, Li Zicheng does not have the capital to drag the cannon, but in the second half of the thirteenth year of Chongzhen, he is the first half of the army to capture more than a dozen county towns near Luoyang.

Before the old soldier's voice fell, the cannonball was already smashing towards the city with a piercing sonic boom, indeed, some solid iron balls were far less powerful than the gorgeous flowering bombs on TV, but they were also cannons! With a bang, the battlements where the veteran was hiding simply collapsed, and cold pieces whizzed past him, rolling in two lazy donkeys in a row, and the veteran was narrowly not smashed underneath.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the brothers around him were already screaming in fear, and they looked up in amazement, and the veteran Youzi saw that the corner of the city gate building above his head collapsed violently in a creaking sound.

"Fuck it!"

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The Lantern Festival is not safe, since Li Zicheng brought the cannon, the defenders' defense has suddenly become difficult, the artillery fire is whistling down, even if it is not safe to hide behind the battlements, but they dare not go, interspersed with artillery bombardments, maybe when Li Zicheng broke into the army.

A few nights ago, I could still mumble a few words, but the casualties in the past few days have been unusually large, and I finally repelled the thieves, except for the sound of gruel drinking like water, no one is willing to say a word.

The tall city gates and buildings have collapsed, and in this kind of tragic war, no one knows whether they will survive tomorrow, either they will be killed by the thieves, or they will starve to death and freeze to death.

At this juncture, it was the side of the army that was lively, and a simple voice kept whispering under the collapsed city gate building.

"Brothers, fathers and fellow villagers, I am Liu Jianyi, the garrison of Qilihe! Don't give your life to the dog court anymore! How many years of wages has the court owed, and after so many days, did the king of Goufu give you a penny again? Come out and cast for the king! King Chuang is here and doesn't pay for food, and the big guy still has land to plant!"

It's really fateful, a few days ago let the collapsed city gate building be buried in it, the old soldier actually didn't die, just walked on one leg and became limping, into the night, the calories of the bowl of gruel had long been exhausted, I don't know where, he actually took out half a cigarette to light it, and spit smoke rings in his mouth.

Looking at the recruit who came out with him on the side, lying on the broken battlement, he listened attentively, but the veteran who listened took a deep breath, spit out a big smoke bubble, and immediately snorted disdainfully.

"Two donkey balls in soup, both of them are the same ball flavor!"

But today seems to be their lucky day, just when the generals of the Seven Mile River are screaming and shouting, there is also a gong sounding on the head of the city.

"Brethren! It's hard to defend the city, and the blessed prince will reward you with silver! ”

"Silver!"

It was too hard to be a soldier these days, and when I heard the silver, I couldn't enjoy the last bit of smoke, so I threw the cigarette butts, and the lame veteran was the first to squeeze it, and hundreds of soldiers surrounded the soldier who struck the gong.

The crowding lasted for about ten minutes, several years, but the lame veteran who saw the silver once couldn't help but hold the silver and was stunned, and in the moonlight, the broken silver, which was not much bigger than a soybean grain, still exuded a leaden gray.

It's been ten days of hard work, and I lost half of my leg, in exchange for this money, I don't know if there are pimple beans.

Turning back suddenly, he had three or four crooked melons and cracked dates left in his gang and followed his side, looking down blankly, Wang Shaoyu, the chief soldier of his own department, was worried about a round belly, extremely stylish inspection, corruption has been undisguised, just behind him, two pro-soldiers holding a silver box, the same as the box that had just given him silver.

However, there are not many boxes to add one, three thousand taels per day.

The soybean grains slipped down their hands unconsciously, and fell on the frozen corpses of the intruders outside the city, a pair of eyes turned slightly red, and the veteran looked left and right, a gang, several brothers, all with the same face as him......

(End of chapter)