"Panic what!"

Hou Xuanyan looked at the six gods and ownerless people in the house, and shouted angrily.

At the moment of the great enemy, he did not have the time and leisure to appease people's hearts.

"Leave a team and escort a few people back to the house, and the others will follow me up to the castle tower."

"Where did the thief come from?"

The little soldier replied as he walked: "It's from the north, and I don't know how many people there are." ”

Hou Xuanyan nodded and said, "That should be the Qing soldiers besieging Jiangyin, it is Liu Liangzuo's people, I just don't know if Bolo is here." ”

Liu Liangzuo, as one of the four towns in the north of the Southern Ming River, took the lead in surrendering to the Qing Dynasty and fought everywhere for the Manchu Dynasty, which can be described as a loyal traitor. They exhausted Nanming's money at the beginning, raised a group of elite soldiers in their own hands, and fought everywhere until they met Yan Yingyuan of Jiangyin.

Yan Yingyuan has been guarding a small town for two months, and Liu Liangzuo's tens of thousands of elite soldiers have no way to deal with him.

Before leaving, Dodor ordered Belebolo to come to his aid. Bolo didn't do anything when he arrived in Jiangyin, first ripped off Liu Liangzuo's pants and beat him to pieces.

This not only did not make this long-term general feel ashamed, but aroused his fighting spirit, and he had to make a great contribution to his master to show that he was not a waste.

But Yan Yingyuan is indeed a talent, and with the help of the township soldiers, he stubbornly defended it.

It can be seen that his talent is indeed much stronger than that of his father Hou Yuzeng.

"The order went down, Xia Wanchun led his troops to defend the eastern city, and carefully beware of the Qing soldiers from Taicang coming to besiege the city. Li Chengdong, a dog thief, may also come. The national treasure in the south was chased and beaten by Wu Zhikui, and he was about to flee to the border of Hangzhou, so he was fine for the time being. Taihu Lake has Wu Yi blocking us, and we are not afraid of accidents in Xichenglou. Qin He, if you go to Beicheng with me, I want to see what these brutes are doing to attack my Suzhou. ”

In these days, Suzhou City has opened its gates to accept refugees fleeing from the north, and has become a destination for those fleeing from the south. Now that the Qing soldiers are coming, the city gate is bound to be closed, and many refugees who have not had time to enter the city are blocked out of the city.

Caught between the Qing soldiers and the towering walls of Suzhou, they screamed in terror and did not know where to flee.

Seeing this, the Qing soldiers besieging the city drove them and slowly approached the city wall.

Hou Xuanyan climbed the city tower and happened to see this scene.

"Why don't you shoot arrows? Why don't you fire the gun? ”

On the city wall of Suzhou, there are a number of artillery, but the age is very old. These cannons were originally used to prevent Japanese soldiers when they were prevalent, and many of them have been rusted.

A city guard who looked like a scholar stood up and shouted: "You can't fire arrows, you can't fire cannons!" The people under the city are all our Ming people, just like you and me, they are all Han people. ”

The people of the city had now run to the bottom of the city, kneeling and kowtowing, begging the defenders to open the gates and let them in.

Behind them, the Qing soldiers smiled and slashed down with their swords, and these people only knew how to kneel and beg to open the city gate, and did not dare to resist at all.

Suddenly, a soldier poked a gun into a woman's arms, and when he pulled it out, the head of the gun was carrying a small baby. The blood flowed down the gun, and it seemed that he could not live. In this way, the woman was still kowtowing and begging for mercy, hoping that the Qing soldiers would show mercy and return the child to him.

These refugees don't even think about it, they can't escape death when they open the city gates, and the whole of Suzhou will die with them.

The Qing soldiers, who picked up the baby, shouted wildly: "Open the city gates, or this will be your fate." ”

Although Hou Xuanyan couldn't hear what he was shouting, he could guess eight or nine points when he looked at it like that.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Seeing that the Qing soldiers were about to rush across the moat, Hou Xuanyan roared, and the petty official rushed out again. He ignored Hou Xuan's official position, and said sharply: "The surname Hou, do you want to slaughter your own compatriots?" ”

The defenders, who had already stretched their bows, were a group of untrained soldiers who had just gathered together, and when they heard the roar of this petty officer, they actually stopped.

The Qing soldiers carrying the ladders, enveloping the people, were already approaching the city wall.

"Xu Yuanbao!"

"In!"

"Those who violate military orders will be killed."

The petty official was not afraid, he decided from the bottom of his heart that he was right, and he had no idea that he was about to kill the people in the city.

"I see that whoever dares to release an arrow is a sinner who slaughters his fellow citizens."

He was greeted by a thick, black mace, with the same argumentative face on his face, his skull shattered.

"Shoot for Lao Tzu!"

Boulders, through throwers, constantly blossomed among the Qing soldiers and refugees. These refugees, who begged to open the door, finally knew to get up and run away. They faced the scimitars of the Qing soldiers, and they were harvested in batches like wheat.

From beginning to end, no one resisted, Hou Xuanyan watched coldly, and the unbearable in his heart gradually disappeared.

The Qing soldiers only made a tentative attack, and when they saw that the despicable tricks to coerce the people did not succeed, they withdrew their troops in an orderly manner like a tide.

The defenders of the city did not know why, but when they saw that the Qing soldiers had retreated, they cheered. Hou Xuanyan deliberately indulged them in celebrating, and did not break it or stop it.

Looking at the black head in the distance, he had already begun to set up camp, and Hou Xuanyan knew in his heart that a vicious battle would last for a long time.

In the military tent of the Qing army, all the generals sat in front of the desk, surrounding Bolo. Only Liu Liangzuo had an injury on his buttocks, so he didn't dare to sit and stood aside. Most of the others looked at him with a playful look, and he was too ashamed to speak. Because this time, except for him, they are all Manchu generals.

As the first hitter of the Duoduo, Bolo has rarely been defeated since entering the customs. He has long developed the idea that the Han people are waste, and in his opinion, the main reason why Jiangyin cannot be attacked is that Liu Liangzuo is incompetent.

Originally, he planned to capture Jiangyin in person, but who knew that he suddenly heard the news that Suzhou was lost.

Compared with Suzhou, the small county of Jiangyin is insignificant. So he led his troops to Suzhou.

In addition to the Manchu warriors taken away by Duoduo, the Jurchens who could fight in the Jiangnan area were all brought by him.

He picked up a well-cooked slice of meat with a knife and put it in his mouth, which melted in his mouth. Stretched out his big oily hand and grabbed it hard on the ass of the beautiful woman who was serving with a plate.

"Or you Han people will enjoy it, a piece of meat can make this kind of taste."

The beauty next to her is a Jiangnan woman he captured, where can she stand his claws of Lushan.

But after being whipped, she didn't dare to cry out in pain, for fear of being abused again, and tears rolled in her eyes.

"Bring the red-coated cannon to the city, and attack the city tomorrow." As he spoke, he glanced at the generals in the tent, and said with a cold snort: "Break Suzhou, like Yangzhou, slaughter the city for ten days!" ”

The Jurchen generals all showed excited expressions and screamed.

Liu Liangzuo stood among them, following them, with a happy face.