The city of Suzhou in the southeast of Liaoning, Xiu Kan also bears the name of 'Suzhou', and its actual scale is inferior to that of Suzhou in Wuzhong in the south of the Yangtze River. Of course, the most important thing at this time is not the size and scale of the city, but the strength of the city's defense. The Suzhou in front of him is far inferior to the one in the south of the Yangtze River.

The next day, a large number of Qi troops landed at the pier in small boats, and dragged a number of artillery and tiger squat cannons to the city of Suzhou, and the Jurchen soldiers' attack was easily beaten back by them.

The galloping war horses became vulnerable in the roar of artillery, and the heavily armored Jurchen infantry army was also under the continuous blows of artillery bombardment and earth-shattering thunder, blocking the minced meat, and the flesh and blood were flying sideways, holding their heads and running around, not daring to look back.

Hu Yanqing looked at the Jurchen soldiers who fled with their heads in their hands and snorted coldly with disdain, this Jurchen soldier swept the Khitan, and his name was not small, but unfortunately his head was not smart enough. Knowing that the artillery is sharp, he dares to rush up with the straight of the infantry cavalry, isn't this a death in vain?

There were cannons far away from the house, scattered bullets when they were close, and there were thunderbolts of bombardiers in the middle, and the Jurchen soldiers in the city threw down three or four hundred people in vain, and those who abandoned their armor fled to the city.

There were countless stumps and broken arms in front of the position, and the roar exploded, and it was full of bloody rain. The groans and cries of the wounded soldiers, together with the wails of the undead horses, speak of the powerlessness and fragility of the Jurchens......

ordered his soldiers and horses to pursue them for a short time, and captured more than a dozen live mouths. Hu Yanqing can speak with a cannon.

As a result, the sound of shelling like a thunderbolt soon enveloped the city of Suzhou, and iron bullets were fired into the city.

The whole process is a copy of the lion's mouth south city earlier.

The rammed-earth walls of Suzhou are not strong because they have not been repaired for many years. At present, it is constantly bombarded by artillery, and even if the guns on the gunboats are all small guns of three or five pounds, they cannot be hit by a single shot. But as long as there are enough cannons, everything is not a problem.

A drop of water can still penetrate a stone, but what about a cannon?

One shot does not achieve ten shots, and ten rounds do not achieve a hundred shots. And the hot iron balls themselves are also arson, all of which have been heated in advance, and when they are stuffed into the muzzle, they glow red, hitting the city wall and it is okay to say, how can they not ignite a fire when they fall into the houses in the city?

"Kill, ......" outside the city, the earth-shattering sound of killing came.

"Han'er has attacked the city, Han'er has attacked the city." Countless panicked voices shouted hoarsely, their master had lost all his control, and only knew panicked screams.

The reason is that the city of Suzhou has finally collapsed. Although it was only a short distance, it frightened the Jurchens. A large crowd of civilians and some soldiers fled from the south of the city along the street to the north.

The hesitation and fear in the hearts of the soldiers who were still under the control of Salumu were no less than those who fled, and with the fall of the city walls, the fear of artillery in their hearts had been completely aroused. In the face of the high-pitched shouts of killing outside the city, they had no idea of resisting, but only wanted to flee to the north in a swarm.

Now they don't have the slightest courage.

"Mok, you can't just leave!" Wanyan Hudun said in Salumu's ear.

The latter's eyes shone fiercely, yes, he couldn't just go. Hengzhi also has to fight for a while to defeat, otherwise, otherwise it will be difficult to explain in front of the emperor.

"Someone is coming, ......" Salumu's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he ordered his soldiers to line up, and he rushed forward, waving three swords at the deserters who ran first.

The knife fell, a few bright lights flashed, and the three heads had already fallen to the ground, and red blood splashed out of the headless neck cavity, dyeing his upper body a blood-red color.

"Go back, go back, give me all back. Who dares to incite a riot, upset the morale of the army, and kill without mercy-" With crazy killing intent in her red eyes, Salumu shouted at the defeated soldiers with her waist knife raised. "Kill me all back, resist the ......"

Salumu's reaction was not unpleasant, and with hundreds of troops at hand, she easily controlled the situation. and together with Wanyan Hudun, he personally led the soldiers and horses to rush back towards the gap in the collapsed city wall.

Helplessly, although no one wants to die. But with the leadership of Salumu, and behind the scenes, there were even more swords and guns behind them, and the Jurchen soldiers had to rush to the south of the city.

"Kill, ......, brothers, kill with me......"

Hu Yanqing danced a pair of iron whips and took the lead in the front. This is the time to be in front of the Warriors.

Rushing through the ruins of the city wall, the Qi army and the Jurchen soldiers who poured into the city collided head-on.

In the competition, Hu Yanqing's boat division and land troops were obviously not opponents. They were dressed in cotton armor, leather armor and cloth armor at most. The Jurchens have heavy armor! The worst is also thickened leather armor.

But compared to morale, the morale of the Qi army can be the grandfather of the Jurchen soldiers.

Dodging the two heads smashing into his iron bones, Hu Yanqing took two steps up violently, and before the Jurchen soldiers on the opposite side could react, the double whips in his hands had already smashed their heads. Then he rolled up with a whip in one hand, and with a "bell" he blocked the Jurchen soldier's head with a knife, and slammed with a whip with the other. Kill one more!

Columns of smoke rose one after another, and the huge explosion sound that cracked people's eardrums was connected into a line, like a series of thunderbolts falling from the sky, making people feel that the explosion always sounded in their ears and never stopped.

That's the power of a bomberhead!

In front of them, the soldiers of the Marine Division were like wolves and tigers, holding weapons and going straight to kill the Jurchens. Don't hesitate at all because of the weakness of the armor on your body, and be timid.

Hu Yanqing is a qualified general, and the definition of a qualified general is to exchange the smallest sacrifice for the greatest result. Therefore, he never felt that there was anything wrong with bullying people with firearms. If he could, he would prefer that none of his soldiers would die, and use firearms to completely destroy the Jurchens.

Emperor Lu received Li Jun's reply less than two days apart. His troops have successfully taken Lushun and captured Jurchen Suzhou, destroying more than 1,000 enemies. The mixed river dragon was already planning to lead the fleet to advance towards the Liaohai.

The so-called Liaohai refers to. It generally refers to the area from the east of the Liaohe River basin to the sea. That is, Liaodong Bay in later generations.

"Lushun, it's really going well!"

Standing in front of a huge map, Emperor Lu laughed.

The Jurchens have no defense against the sea, and entering Liaodong Bay with the combat strength of Li Jun's fleet is enough to stir up the anxiety of Ah Gu, and the coastline of hundreds of miles along the coast is not peaceful.

At that time, the Jurchens wanted to defend but had insufficient troops, and if they did not want to defend, they could only retreat and give up control of Liaodong Bay in vain. Thinking about it again, the consequence of doing this was that the Qi army could land in the Yingkou area of the later generations, and the troops were directed at Liaoyang, which was a risk that Aguda could not bear.

Therefore, Aguta's choice can only be to disperse the military forces and stick to the line of Liaodong Bay.

But where did the Jurchens get so many soldiers?

It's just tearing down the east wall and making up the west wall. And with the loopholes exposed, it is enough for Emperor Lu to calmly carry out the next strategy.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, concubine!" Ariba's eyes looked at the map, and sparks popped out of his eyes.

Although she has no father-daughter relationship with Emperor Tianzuo, she still has feelings for Khitan. How brilliant the Khitan was in the past, just like the Huanghuang Great Song Dynasty was taken away by Emperor Lu, the defeat of the Khitan was also lost in the hands of the Jurchens.

Emperor Lu smiled, he was also annoyed by the Jurchens, so he felt that the effect of giving the Jurchens to the hands of Da Lixiao was very worth looking forward to.

"The Jurchens are rabbits whose tails can't grow. It can be as short as three or two years, or as long as four or five years, mixed with the Jurchens south of the Songhua River, and I will completely clean it up. ”

"When the time comes, I will turn these people into slaves, and if we have sons, I will give them all to children."

Ariba's cheeks turned red, and his eyes were full of excitement. Emperor Lu's promise made her so excited that she couldn't help herself.

"Concubine thank Your Majesty for your grace."

"Haha, don't be too busy with thanksgiving just yet. If my son doesn't, my words will become empty words. You have to give birth to a son to me first! ”

In this way, the battle in the bed room that night was particularly fierce.

The release of passion is always exhilarating.

On the bed, holding the white body of Answer, the sticky liquid and sweat made Lu Qian finally choose to bathe. The super large bath bucket had already been filled with humid hot water, and it was more than enough to put down Lu Qian and the others.

Warm clear water overflowed his shoulders, and later, his legs were supported, and his pale skin broke through the water, dripping water droplets......

A Tang poem flashed in Emperor Lu's heart: The spring cold gives a bath in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water is slippery and creamy. The waiter helped up the delicate and weak, and it was the time of the new inheritance.

"Your Majesty!"

Answered, his face was full of shame, but it was Emperor Lu who unconsciously chanted a good poem. Answer: I know the origin of these poems, how can I not be shy? didn't know that her coquettish voice at this time was even more seductive in Emperor Lu's ears.

Then, the sound of water in the tub suddenly thought.

Outside the bathhouse, several Khitan maids were in pain to the sound of panting from inside, as well as the sound of splashing on the ground, all of them blushed. It's just that all the eyes are blooming with joy.

A cloud obscured the clear glow of the moon, and the bath room finally stopped, and Emperor Lu returned to the couch with the beauty in his arms, who had already been replaced with a new quilt. The incense exudes a distant and almost tasteless fragrance, which is Emperor Lu's favorite.

Emperor Lu, who was very happy, was like a lion after a full meal at this moment, full of laziness. Ali is very tired, but his brain is clear and his spirit is very high.

“…… I want to reshape the majesty of the Central Plains and rejuvenate the prestige of the Han and Tang Dynasties, and I want to conquer the grasslands. It's just that my Central Plains people are accustomed to farming, which is shorter than nomadism. Therefore, this grassland is still a big hidden danger. Aribi nodded. If the Khitan people want to dominate the steppe, they must frequently build cities on the grassland, and divide the tribesmen.

"As in history, the Central Plains is strong, and the Central Plains is weak, and the Central Plains is weak. I can't allow it. "Therefore, he wants to divide the vassal king to sit in the northern frontier.

And when he heard that the feudal lord was sitting on the grassland, his whole body was about to burn. Power is the source of men's desires, but what about women?

Aeripo has been crazy these days, and wants to have a son. Now, as long as she thinks that her son can divide the feudal kingdom, be the king of the soil on the prairie, and have countless Jurchen slaves, her delicate body is trembling. If it weren't for the she's really out of strength, she, she's ......

As if he knew what he was thinking, Emperor Lu slid his palm down his waist and grabbed a handful in the snow mound.

No matter who the throne is in the future, Hengzhu will not be the son born to Taribi. For a son with Khitan blood, the best result is to ask him to go to the northern steppe.

Just as Emperor Lu had envisioned.

It's just that at that time, he didn't expect that he would have a son of Khitan blood. Thinking of this, Emperor Lu's eyes suddenly turned yellow...... (https:)

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