Chapter Seventy-Five: Three Days in the West City, Killing the Quartet

Hou Xuanyan looked at the Qing soldiers surging under the city, his heart was beating hard, half comforting himself and half encouraging morale and said: "There is no need to be afraid of the city gate being broken, their car can't get in when they get to the urn city, we can still clean them up." ”

Zhu Dadian's face sank, and he shouted: "I'm afraid that Qinggou will use a ladder." ”

Hou Xuanyan looked down the city, and sure enough, the Qing soldiers had already set up a pontoon bridge in the moat under the city, and three or five small soldiers carried a ladder and rushed to the city without fear of death.

Zhu Dadian picked up the spear and shouted while commanding on the city wall. Those panicked Suzhou soldiers only then touched the spears beside them and began to poke at the Qing soldiers who climbed up the ladder.

At this time, the Jiangyin soldiers who came up from the defense, under the leadership of Yan Yingyuan, showed their ability to defend the city. These people guarded the small city of Jiangyin, and they could support it for three months, and now they have changed the thick walls of the high city in Suzhou, which is like a shotgun for a gun.

Yan Yingyuan took a look at it and saw that a young man in the city was brave with a mace. The Qing soldiers who had just climbed the city wall were knocked to pieces by him with a stick.

Just after thinking about complimenting him a few words, Yan Yingyuan saw that it was Xu Yuanbao, and couldn't help but pull him back, and asked loudly: "What are you doing here?" As for the Governor, you go and protect the Governor. ”

Xu Yuanbao touched his scalp and took him to Hou Xuanyan's side, as soon as Hou Xuanyan saw Yan Yingyuan, he hurriedly shouted: "General Yan came just in time, the Qing army is attacking so fiercely, what is the best way to retreat from the enemy." ”

Yan Yingyuan could hear that there was already a trilling voice in his words, this young governor, since he saw him, had always been in his chest, and it seemed that the offensive of the Qing army tonight had frightened him.

Yan Yingyuan knew very well how much the commander's determination played a role in the battle situation, so he pretended to be relaxed and said: "The commander doesn't have to worry, the soldiers and horses in Suzhou City are safe, and the money and food are sufficient. We can divide our troops into squads and take turns to go to the head of the city to defend the city, and the others can repair it well. The enemy soldiers are numerous, but they are swarming, and when their momentum is exhausted sooner or later, our soldiers can ensure that they are full of energy every time.

Besides, Hong Chengchou is unable to besiege the city, so he can only concentrate his forces to storm the West City Tower, and behind us is a steady stream of reinforcements. Xia Wanchun's soldiers and horses and Zhang Mingzhen's soldiers and horses are coming. This is long and the other disappears, and Suzhou City is foolproof. ”

Hou Xuanyan listened to his words, and made up his mind a little, he was indeed too young, and it was inevitable that he would be a little flustered when he saw such a scene for the first time.

"Okay, General Yan is in danger and confident, and you will be responsible for these things."

Yan Yingyuan nodded secretly, as long as the young governor in front of him did not fight timidly and did not surrender, he would have the confidence to hold Suzhou.

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In the troubled world, life is as cheap as a dog, and after three days of stalemate, the dead bodies under the city of Suzhou have piled up into a mountain.

The battered city wall seems to tell the tragedy of the war in the past few days, and with a wave of attacks again fruitless, Cao Cunxing can no longer hold back.

More than half of his descendants have been consumed, and if he is exhausted under the city of Suzhou, he, the governor of Jiangning, will become a puppet in Hong Chengchou's hands, and he can mention it as much as he wants.

Hong Chengchou's big tent of the Chinese army was empty, and he had already climbed the watchtower and was watching the situation in the city.

Cao Cunxing saw it from afar, hurried over, and climbed the watchtower to see the corpses under the city.

His heart ached, not because of how deep his feelings were for his subordinates, but those people were the capital of his promotion to the knighthood.

"Lord Hong, it's not a way to fight like this again, more than half of my people have died, and if you fight again, they will all be folded here."

Hong Chengchou has not secretly knocked him these days, and every time Cao Cunxing's soldiers are sent up, it does take a little more. But now he clearly saw that under his continuous attacks, the garrison of Suzhou City was no longer as tight as before.

He had already received the news that Prince Yu Duoduo was bringing troops to arrive, and when the time came, on the northern land, reinforcements from the Han Eight Banners, the Manchu Eight Banners, and the Green Battalion would continue to come. As for Jiangbei warlords like Cao Cunxing, the soldiers under his command are all ruffians, and they are good at bullying the people.

Hong Chengchou's face sank, and he was no longer the kind appearance of the day, he said coldly: "Suzhou can't hold it anymore, at this time, are you saying this, do you want to give up your efforts?" ”

After all, Cao Cunxing is just a military general, where is there the face and skill of officialdom like Hong Chengchou who has been immersed in it for many years. He saw that Hong Chengchou was in front of him and behind him, and there were not many soldiers left, so Hong Chengchou immediately changed his attitude. When has Admiral Cao eaten such a gas, he glanced at it hatefully, turned around and left.

Hong Chengchou laughed, ignored him anymore, and hung him a little admiral, who surrendered only when the Qing troops went south.

This is considered a very low level among the Han people who descended to the Qing Dynasty.

These traitors surrendered to the alien race, although sometimes they will be embarrassed, but more often, they are glad that they surrendered early.

In their opinion, the Ming Dynasty has no hope, and it is only a matter of time before the Manchu Qing Dynasty enters the Central Plains and the country changes hands.

Therefore, among these people, they also came earlier than who surrendered, and those who surrendered early felt that in the hearts of the Manchurian masters, they had a greater weight.

The earliest is of course Fan Wencheng, when the Manchu Qing Dynasty had not yet gained momentum and the Ming Dynasty was not lonely, he resolutely knelt down to be a dog, in the Manchu court1, it has a lot of weight.

Like Zu Dashou and Hong Chengchou, who surrendered before entering the customs, their status is second only to Fan Wencheng.

Wu Sangui, Geng Jingzhong, Kong Youde and others, although they did not descend early, they had a strong army in their hands and their status was also very high.

As for these Han people who went south to Jiangnan and surrendered, they are old traitors, and they are easy to look down on.

Hong Chengchou left Cao Cunxing alone, and was ready to take Suzhou in one go. At the east gate of Suzhou, there were no Qing troops attacking the city, and a team of soldiers and horses at the head of the city was half repaired and half defended the city.

Suddenly, a group of people appeared in the distance. The soldiers defending the city immediately became alert, and they had grown rapidly in the brutal offensive and defensive battles.

When the people got closer, they found that it was their own people, Zhang Mingzhen rode on the horse, and said to Gong Laosan beside him: "Suzhou City is ahead, let's enter the city now." ”

Gong Laosan and Jiading Erlang behind him, everyone showed an excited look on their faces, after such a long absence, they could finally see their Hou Dashao.

After the soldiers defending the city confirmed that there were no clear soldiers around, they slowly lowered the drawbridge at the east city gate, and Zhang Mingzhen led the soldiers and horses into the city.

Behind them, a dozen wagons slowly entered the city.

It contained the gunpowder of shells for three entire ships.