One night, the Wei army threw more than 500 fireballs and more than 300 jars of fire oil into the palace.

The entire Jin Palace, which was plunged into a sea of fire, even the Wei army and the people outside the palace felt a wave of heat coming.

Azig seeks death by himself, and wants to pull a large number of Wei troops on his back, if Gao Yihuan lets the soldiers attack, it will be as he wishes, even if he is defeated, Gao Yihuan is uncomfortable.

Not doing what the enemy wants him to do is the purpose of Gao Yihuan's battle.

In short, you can't make the enemy comfortable, you can't make the enemy happy.

The Jin Palace has a history of more than 200 years, the palace is magnificent, there are countless treasures, it is a pity to burn it, but there are not many things burned by the tall king.

For these buildings, he can save his natural protection, but if he can't, he can do it if he burns it.

After all, Gao Yihuan is not brainless, one road does not lead, he will definitely choose another way to bypass, and will not stand in place and worry, he is not a scholar, but a rogue, like Li Zicheng, he will not blink an eye when he destroys it.

The raging crowd burned for two days and two nights, the remnants of the Qing army gathered on the palace wall, many people were directly roasted to death by the fire, the people in the city were burned to ashes, and the people on the city wall were roasted into dried corpses, and the scene was unbearable.

The Wei army burned almost everything in the city with a fire, not only the food and materials were burned, but even the firewood was not left, and the wheel was a blank field.

The fire burned half of the city's population, leaving the remaining half hiding on the walls.

For a while, the living Qing army will face the tragedy of people still being there, but everything is gone.

At this time, inside the city walls, the ground was pitch black, black smoke was billowing everywhere, and charred corpses were killed.

On the city wall, the Eight Banners and the rest of their dependents sat on the palace wall, huddled together, but there was no sound, and everyone looked at the burned city with blank eyes.

Azig stood at the head of the city and looked out of the city, where the Wei army had already built a long wall on the periphery of the city, completely sealing the city.

"Gao Manzi doesn't plan to attack!" Azig staggered, and was held up by the soldiers behind him with gunpowder on their faces.

Just for a moment, Azig understood what Gao Yihuan was going to do, he burned the city, and then surrounded the city, wanting the remaining Eight Banners to kill each other until they died.

In this process, there will not be a single Wei soldier killed or wounded, they will only be outside the city, watching the Eight Banners in the city like wild beasts, killing each other without dignity, eating their relatives, and finally eating themselves.

As if to confirm his thoughts, outside the city, Wei soldiers built a high platform, on which it seemed that someone was peeking into the city.

"King, there is nothing left of the burn, there is not a single stick left, and the ministers will hold on to the tartars for three more days at most!" Zhao Daxian glanced at the city and smashed.

Gao Yihuan shook his head and said in a cold voice, "The Lone King estimates that they can last at least a month!" A month later, the army entered the city, and until then, no one was allowed to attack! ”

Zhao Daxian's heart trembled when he heard this, and all the generals couldn't help but shudder.

On the city wall, Azig had a hideous face and smashed his fist on the city, "Gao Barbarian is so ruthless!" ”

At this time, Roccodo brought a bowl of water, "Lord Wang, take a sip!" ”

The water in the bowl is steaming, with oil splashes and a smell of meat.

In the fire, many people did not have time to escape, jumped into the well to hide, but did not expect that the fire burned for two days and two nights, the well water boiled, and the people who jumped into it were boiled.

"This king doesn't drink!" Azig was furious, and swept the porcelain bowl down with a slam of arms, his eyes were red, "Organize manpower, prepare to break through, this king can't sit still!" ”

Azig understood Gao Yihuan's intentions, he would never allow himself to die so helplessly, but the Qing army had no morale.

It was the night that the Qing army organized a breakthrough, but the city was burned and couldn't even build a ladder, so how could it attack.

The Azig attack was quickly thwarted, and the hopeless soldiers in the city were standing, standing, or lying on the head of the city, and many soldiers sat against the walls with their guns in their arms, their eyes glazed and their expressions miserable, and many began to weep bitterly, and many began to eat human flesh.

The next day, there were eight banners who didn't want to die, and they took their families down the city and surrendered to the Wei army, but Gao Yihuan hated them, and he had already made up his mind, whether it was the Eight Banners soldiers or the dependents in the city, they would all be slaughtered.

From the third day, more than 100 people in the city surrendered, and after the interrogation of the Wei generals, they learned that the food in the city was destroyed, and after feeding on people, they were all killed.

After that, there were Manchu soldiers who couldn't bear to be eaten, and went out of the city to surrender one after another, and after the Wei army interrogated, they were still beheaded.

Half a month later, the Qing army in the city was no longer human, and they all became cannibalistic wild meat. Azig sat on the steps of the city wall, his helmet was not there, his pigtails were scattered, his bare scalp was already half an inch of hair, his eyes were blank, his lips were chapped, he had lost his sharpness, and he was completely crushed by Gao Yihuan.

Now the Qing army in the city has become wild beasts, kept in captivity by the Wei army, watching them kill each other, drink blood, and make Azig lose his dignity. Gao Yihuan didn't treat them as people, but Azig couldn't do anything about it, he was full of anger and wanted to fight with Gao Yihuan, but he couldn't even hurt Gao Yihuan's hair.

This made Azig completely devastated, he had a large knife in his hand, sharpening the blade on a stone, and the soldiers were around, but there was no sound, no one wanted to say a word, and no one wanted to think about the future.

"Lord Wang!" Rocodo handed Azig a bowl of steaming blood.

Azig glanced up at the blood in the bowl, lowered his head, and suddenly said, "Rocodor, you can lead people out!" Tell Gao Yihuan that the king is waiting for him and ask him to come and finish it. ”

If it continues to be consumed now, it is meaningless, but it will become the laughing stock of Wei Jun, and there is no dignity for Gao Yihuan to watch their dilemma.

Azig had had enough and decided to end it sooner, not wanting to spend it in such a pointless way.

Now Azig can't stop the attack on the Wei army, he can only expect the Wei army to attack him, and then use the war knife in his hand to fight Gao Yihuan, and finally die a heroic death in Taiyuan.

"Lord Wang!" Rocodo exclaimed, but Azig lowered his head, tested the edge of the knife with his thumb, and then continued to sharpen the knife without speaking.

Seeing this, Rocodo let out a long sigh, was silent for a while, and turned to leave.

The next day, Luo Keduo took more than 500 people out to surrender, Gao Yihuan interrogated as usual, the city was drawn to eat people, there was no firewood, only raw food, it had already collapsed, the soldiers were all beasts, as long as the Wei army attacked, the city could be broken immediately.

At this time, General Wei persuaded Gao Yihuan to go down to the city as soon as possible, but Gao Yihuan asked people to kill the Qing army that went out of the city again, the men were killed, the women were retained, and Luo Keduo was not killed.

Rokoduo walked back, Azig sharpened his sword, and waited for the attack of the Wei army, but for several days, the Wei army still did not move.

That night, Azig held the sharpened war knife and slowly fell asleep, when suddenly several black shadows pounced on him, snatched his war knife, laid his hands on him, covered his mouth with his mouth, Azig opened his eyes in horror, looked at a dagger, and stabbed him in the chest.

Blood flowed out, Azig's eyes were full of unwillingness, he wanted to shout loudly, but his mouth was covered, for a while, his eyes were full of despair, Prince Ying of the Qing Dynasty, how could he die like this, but with the dagger stirring, his body still slowly lost consciousness.

Why draw lots, why Azig doesn't need to draw lots, the order in the city has completely collapsed.

A month later, the Wei army finally launched a fierce attack, and the soldiers almost met any resistance, so they entered the city, and there were only more than ten people left in the city, and Azig finally did not wait for the opportunity to compete with Gao Yihuan, and had been dehumanized by the Qing army in the city a few days ago.

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