The Great Ming Gate was thus opened.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Dading and Sun Shoufa led the cavalry to enter first, but they were immediately attacked by Qing artillery shells on the opposite Chengtian Gate.

There is the real elite of the Qing army.

Two thousand white banner soldiers with five thousand searched and inspected eight banners of Kanzhan were distributed in Chengtianmen and the other three gates of the imperial city, guarding the palace behind them, their banner owners, and of course, a large number of banner people, old and weak women and children who fled to the imperial city. At this moment, in the protection of this city wall with a circumference of more than 20 miles, there are more than 100,000 bannermen, and all those who can escape have fled in. There are also enough supplies to support the long-term defense, at least for a month or two......

"How many more flowering bombs are there?"

In the doorway of Daming Gate, Li Zicheng asked Gao Yigong with some impatience.

"I don't know, but there are still more than 5,000 of them."

His eldest brother replied.

Compared with solid bullets, the Shun army actually preferred to use flowering shells, and their cavalry could not tow heavy artillery because of the conditions, and the only way to make up for this was to use a large number of flowering shells, so the number of equipment of the Shun army's mortar cannons and flowering shells even exceeded that of the Ming army.

Despite the fact that flowering bombs are expensive.

But for the Shun army at this time, as long as the silver can solve it, it is not a problem.

"Bring in all the mortars, all the flowering shells, and put them all in, and I'll see Dorgon before dawn."

Li Zicheng said.

"Then the Imperial City will burn down!"

Gao Yigong cautiously reminded him.

"Burn it and build it again!"

Li Zicheng said impatiently.

How could he be interested in caring about this, he knew his physical condition very well, in fact, he already knew that he might not be able to last until dawn, and this thousand-mile decisive battle completely hollowed out his last bit of vitality. He is almost exhausted, and he is currently relying on a little willpower to support, if he can't open the Chengtian Gate before dawn, he is really afraid that he will not be able to hold on and leave the last regret!

Since this is the case, he won't say much, anyway, he doesn't have any special feelings for the palace.

It doesn't really need to be turned around.

The mortar cannons purchased from Yang Qing had a firing range of up to four miles, and the bombardment of Chengtianmen could be carried out within four miles around this point, especially in the area of Zhengyangmen behind, on the artillery positions spread out along the city wall, those mortars were originally bombarding the inner city. In short, the herald quickly rushed to a mortar artillery position with the order, and a mortar cannon that was originally subordinate to each department to bombard its own target all adjusted its target, and concentrated its fire on this iconic tower.

Dense flowering bombs whizzed and fell.

Under the starry night in the sky, the cannonballs that burned with woodwind fuses were like meteor showers across the sky.

But where they fell, there was a sea of fire.

Despite the slow rate of fire of the mortars, which was at most one round a minute, it was the hit bombardment of more than 200 mortars, and they even produced a spectacular picture of modern artillery bombardment, and although most of the shells were off target, their exploding fire still made the warring parties feel the devastating power for the first time.

The shelling lasted a full half hour.

Half an hour later.

"Kill!"

Sun Shoufa, who had changed into heavy armor all over his body, waved the iron whip in his right hand and roared forward.

Then he galloped forward.

Behind him, countless commandos with the same full plate armor and iron masks brandished the cold weapons in their hands like a torrent of steel, rushing straight along the city wall to the still burning sea of fire......

At this time, Yang Qing was standing among nearly a hundred dead bodies.

He did it.

And his position at this time was in the northwest of the imperial city, that is, the famous Xishiku, the door of a warehouse in front of him was open, and he held a powder keg in his hand and hummed a little song leisurely, retreating and constantly pouring gunpowder on the ground. A powder line stretched as he receded, and the other end of the line stretched forward, reaching between the dozens of powder kegs that had piled up inside.

"Quick, stop this thief!"

Suddenly there was a roar from behind.

Yang Qing turned his head, and a Qing army general with twenty or thirty reinforcements was pointing a musket at him not far away.

Yang Qing threw the powder keg aside......

"Shoot!"

He clapped his hands and said calmly.

After saying that, he also took out a small copper box from his arms, took out a cigarette from it and put it in his mouth......

The smoking ban in Daming has been lifted.

The main thing is that it is useless if it is not lifted, this thing has been flowing for many years, but Chongzhen banned it because of the impact of tobacco planting, but no one paid attention to it at all, with the improvement of living standards in recent years, the number of smokers has swelled sharply, even Yang Qing can't ban it. Since it is so legal, and then take the opportunity to monopolize the industry and make a fortune, the only one in the Ming Dynasty who has the right to operate legal tobacco is a franchisee, that is, the empress's own business. Of course, no one cares about the dry tobacco smoked by the people, but this new type of paper cigarette with some other ingredients is the only one that this company has the right to produce and operate.

All others who dared to make illicit cigarettes were exiled.

Yang Qing didn't like this, he only occasionally used it to find the world in his memory, so he also carried it with him.

No one in the Qing army on the other side dared to shoot.

There is a powder magazine behind him, and if a bullet misses here, it will be over together, if they know who the person in front of them is, it is estimated that there will definitely be such a death for the Qing Dynasty and him, but the problem is that they don't know that this is the demon who destroyed the Qing Dynasty in front of them!

"Don't you shoot?"

Yang Qing took out another box of matches as he spoke.

This thing is also available, but it is just a top-of-the-line luxury, and even the matchbox is silver, which contains real red phosphorus matches, but it can only be produced in a laboratory for the time being......

It's just that the method is more disgusting.

That is, distilling fresh urine.

Originally, this was how Europeans discovered phosphorus more than ten years later, and phosphorus was also made in this way for a long time afterward, as for red phosphorus, it only needs to isolate white phosphorus from the air and heat it. However, this process is only suitable for laboratories, and at present, tens of thousands of matches can be produced every year, and there is no practical use except for the top wealthy families.

Yang Qing struck the match under the stunned gaze of those Qing soldiers, lowered his head and lit the cigarette on his mouth, and then he threw the still burning match to his feet......

"Run!"

The Qing army general screamed in horror as he watched the sudden fire under his feet, and then the first one turned around and ran backwards, and the Baya Lama soldiers were also so frightened that they turned around and ran wildly. And Yang Qing took a cigarette in his mouth, walked forward leisurely, and as soon as he took three steps, he suddenly accelerated to the limit, and instantly crashed past the back of the Qing army, and in the screams of those Qing soldiers, he regained his normal speed......

The flames that exploded behind him swelled suddenly!

Immediately after, with a loud sound of the sky and the earth cracking, the fierce waves of qi carried countless fragments, hitting his back like a tsunami of furious waves.

He leapt forward.

Propelled by this tremendous force, he leaped forward for nearly ten meters, or rather was thrown nearly ten meters, before falling again in the smoke and dust, but the smoke from his mouth was not affected in the slightest. The protector who patted the dust on his body continued to stroll forward with a cigarette in his mouth, and then the Qing army general fell from the sky, but this one was not as chic as him.

The latter fell like a dog being kicked off.

Yang Qing ignored him and stepped directly on his chest, and the seriously injured Qing army general spurted a mouthful of blood under his feet.

Then Yang Qing walked straight with a cigarette in his mouth.

And the explosions in Sishiku continued to sound in the back......

Chengtianmen.

Sun Shoufa's double iron whips slammed into the chest of a Qing army general at the same time, and the huge force instantly smashed his sternum through the latter's armor, and the Qing army general screamed and spurted blood.

Then he fell to the arrow stack behind him.

Just as he screamed and fell from the city wall, Sun Shoufa continued to move forward, rushing straight to the platform of Chengtianmen, although it was bombarded by flowering shells for half an hour, and the Qing army here suffered heavy casualties, but the remnants were still desperately resisting. This is basically their last line of defense, although there are still Duanmen and Wumen in the back, but it is meaningless for Chengtianmen to be breached and the defenses there are breached.

They can only fight to the end.

After all, these Baya Lama soldiers are not the old, weak, sick and disabled.

"Kill!"

Sun Shoufa, who was already covered in blood, waved his double iron whip like a fierce tiger, and all the Qing troops who tried to stop him were knocked over with a single whip.

Behind him, almost all the sab-choppers marched forward like a wall, and all the Qing troops who had avoided their general's sharp edge were immediately split by their swords. The armoured army of steel marched forward like a crusher, trampling the corpses of the Qing army under their feet, and soon they were on the platform of Chengtianmen.

This glorious city tower has been turned into a sea of fire.

In the background of the flames, Meng Qiaofang, the secretary of the Criminal Department of the Great Qing Dynasty, who was in charge of the defense of Chengtianmen, dragged a broken leg on the arrow stack, silently watching Sun Shoufa approach.

The latter walked straight up to him.

Originally, in history, the trilateral governor of the Qing Dynasty who designed an ambush and killed Sun Shoufa in Shaanxi looked at Sun Shoufa like this, but they didn't know their respective fates in the original history, and they didn't even know each other. They looked at each other like this, and Sun Shoufa pointed at the sea of fire next to him with an iron whip in his left hand, and made a gesture of please.

"The general spares his life, I am also a Han Chinese, I was forced by Jiannu!"

Meng Qiaofang suddenly fell to the ground and burst into tears.

"You're a traitor!"

Sun Shoufa said disdainfully.

The second-grade complement on Meng Qiaofang's chest had already betrayed his identity.

After Sun Shoufa finished speaking, the iron whip in his right hand was handed over to his left hand, and then his right hand stretched out and grabbed Meng Qiaofang's rat tail, and dragged him up in the latter's scream, like dragging a dead dog, and threw it violently at the blazing flames, and at the same time kicked out with his right foot on Meng Qiaofang's buttocks, and the Shangshu of our Qing Dynasty Criminal Department flew into the sea of fire at once.

"Open the city gate and invite King Qin into the palace!"

In the midst of Meng Qiaofang's tumbling and screaming, Sun Shoufa shouted to his soldiers......