A row of cannonballs whistling across the sky, smashing heavily on the east wall of Lintong City, after a continuous loud bang, the gravel flew, the iron sheet flew horizontally, and the defenders on the head of the city fell a lot in an instant.

At this time, a thick layer of corpses had fallen on the city, and the blue brick-paved horse road was all covered with a thick layer of greasy blood, and there were countless blood splatters on the battlements on both sides, as well as many mutilations that had been broken out by the cannonballs.

The defenders didn't dare to take the lead, and many of them just held their heads in their arms, shrunk behind the battlement wall with weapons in their arms, shivering, praying that they would survive.

And Song Xiance, the guard, didn't even have the courage to climb the city, but just hid in the Lintong County Ya with a pale face and shivered.

He had already promised Di Qing, and sent his son Song Siming to contact him overnight, expressing his willingness to help Di Qing take Xi'an City as an internal officer.

But he didn't expect that Di Qing's joke and fake fight between the two sides would be so violent.

In less than two hours since the cannon was fired in the morning, there have been ten alarms from the city, and the guards at the east gate have been replaced by two, and all of them have been killed by the cannons.

The third guard only hid in the East Gate Tower and did not dare to come out, for fear that he would follow in the footsteps of his two predecessors.

The generals are so afraid of death, let alone the other soldiers?

Therefore, the final scene is that the cannons of the officials and soldiers under the city keep bombarding the city, but the cityhead has no firepower to counterattack at all, and puts on a posture of resignation.

"Father, why does this official army seem to be really fighting, isn't it said that it is good acting?" Song Siming rushed in angrily and asked loudly.

"I'm not blind, I can see and hear, what are you doing so loudly?" Song Xiance angrily reprimanded his son.

"Father, you said that Di Qing wouldn't be a change of hexagram, right? He doesn't really plan to take the city and block us all in this Lintong City, right? Song Siming was reprimanded by Lao Tzu, and his voice was a little quieter, but he was still worried.

"No, it's not in the slightest favor for him that we're dying here. We are more useful in life. How many officers and troops are there outside the West Gate? Song Siming shook his head and said.

"There don't seem to be many officers and soldiers outside the West Gate, only a small number of cavalry patrolling there." Song Siming said.

"That's good, that's good, Di Qing doesn't seem to have any intention of breaking the contract. I think he attacked the city so fiercely for King Chuang's side. The harder we fight, the less suspicious we will be. Song Xiance breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly.

Song Siming suddenly realized.

"You put all our people together at the west gate, tell them not to go to the east gate, and the others try to send them to the east gate as much as possible. Wait until tomorrow evening to break through to Xi'an. Song Xiance stood up and paced in place twice before instructing his son.

"The child takes the command." Song Siming agreed and took the order.

Outside the city, in Di Qing's Chinese army camp, Di Qing stood in front of a huge map and looked at it seriously.

Such a fierce artillery attack on the city, in fact, one is to act for Li Zicheng, who is hiding in Xi'an, and the other is actually a warning to the Song family's father and son.

Tell them that if you have any other thoughts, you will not be able to escape the bombardment of our shells, even if you really hide in the midst of the iron wall.

"Good news, good news, general." Outside the big tent, a young general hurriedly walked in, holding a letter in his hand.

"What's the good news? But from the Western Route Army? Di Qing turned around and asked.

The person who came was Sima Muyi, the chief of the Chinese army under Di Qing, who was in charge of all military orders, document drafting, transmission and other matters in the army.

"The general is like a god. It was sent by General Baishan of the Western Route Army. Mu Yi said with a smile and handed the letter to Di Qing with both hands.

Di Qing took it, checked the fire paint on the seal, and then picked up the envelope with a knife and took a quick look.

After reading it, he laughed and said: "The Western Route Army has now arrived in Qianxian County, a hundred miles north of Xi'an, and it should be able to reach the north gate of Xi'an in two days, just in time to encircle Xi'an with our army." ”

Mu Yi was also overjoyed when he heard this, and said, "This is really a great joy. With General Baishan's Western Route Army encircling us together, although the city of Xi'an is large, it can also be surrounded by us like an iron bucket. Even if Li Zicheng wanted to run, there was nowhere to escape. ”

Di Qing nodded and smiled: "You write a letter to General Baishan for me, and ask him to lead the West Route Army to besiege the north gate and west gate of Xi'an, and our army will attack the east gate and south gate." If anyone occupies Li Zicheng's palace first, the other party will invite them to drink good wine for three days and three nights. ”

Mu Yi smiled: "The last general obeys the order, so I will write a letter." I hope that when the time comes, the general will win good wine, and his subordinates can enjoy it. ”

"That's indispensable, and when the time comes, there will be enough wine." Di Qing laughed.

Mu Yi quickly took the order and left. After a short time, the letter had been written, and after Di Qing read it, he stamped it with a seal and let people send it out.

When Baishan received Di Qingxin, he had just taken the county seat of Qianxian County. As soon as Qianxian County was concerned, the city of Xi'an was completely exposed.

"Okay, I'm afraid it's not so easy for General Di to win my wine, I ordered the whole army to repair overnight, and set off for Xi'an City early tomorrow morning, when General Ben wins the good wine, you all have a share." Bai Shan laughed heroically and said loudly to the generals under his command.

"No!" Everyone was excited and responded in unison.

Di Qing "attacked" Lintong City for two days with a fierce offensive, and the violent explosion made Xi'an City fifty miles away hear it.

Tanma messengers shuttled back and forth in waves, delivering news from the front line.

"Report! The artillery of the officers and soldiers was extremely fierce, and the defenders of Lintong suffered heavy casualties. ”

"Report! The officers and troops continued to shell, and the east gate of Lintong was already dilapidated and could collapse at any time. ”

"Report! The east gate of Lintong was broken by the official army, and the official army entered the city and fought fiercely with our army. ”

"Report! The official army was strong, and the Lintong defenders were invincible and fled one after another. ”

"Report! Prime Minister Song Cheng led a team of men and horses to break through the siege from the West Gate, broke through the siege of the officials and troops, and was coming towards Xi'an City at this time. ”

"Report! Prime Minister Song had already arrived at the city and asked to enter the city. ”

"Report! Prime Minister Song Cheng issued a decree outside the palace, saying that he wanted to enter the palace to ask His Majesty for guilt! ”

One message after another sent the flow of water to the desk of Li Zicheng, the emperor of the Great Shun Kingdom.

In half a year, the originally strong and heroic King Li Chuang has now become a frustrated person with gray temples and a dark expression.

"Prime Minister Xuan Song come in." Li Zicheng leaned on the back of the throne and waved his hand weakly.

Not long after, Song Xiance, who was covered in blood and embarrassed, stumbled in quickly, and when he saw Li Zicheng, he knelt on the ground and cried: "Your Majesty, it is not good for the ministers to defend the city, and they have lost Lintong, so I specially came to ask Your Majesty for the crime, and ask Your Majesty to punish the ministers for capital crimes!" ”

When he finished speaking, he fell to the ground and cried.

"Old Song, get up, get up. What does this do? I have exhausted my national spirit, what can you do alone? Get up quickly, I don't blame you, but I want to reward you. Li Zicheng waved his hand, still with a smile on his face, but his smile was full of exhaustion and depression.

"Come on, give one of my most beloved night pearls of the South China Sea to Prime Minister Song to show my heart of rewarding loyal ministers." Li Zicheng instructed an old chamberlain who was waiting next to him.

Song Xiance stopped crying, looked at the smiling face of the person in front of him, his heart was sour, and he hesitated for a moment.

But in the next moment, his heart was as hard as iron again, I can't let our Song family follow you to death.

"The minister bows to His Majesty for his grace, and the minister is willing to make meritorious service for His Majesty, and guard the east gate for His Majesty again, as long as the minister lives, he will not let an official army enter the city. If the officers and soldiers wanted to enter the city, they stepped on the corpses of the ministers. Song Xiance knelt down and shouted.

"Good, good, good! Prime Minister Song is my most trusted minister, and I know that everyone in the world has lost me, and you will not lose me. I'll leave this east gate to you. Come on, serve the food and drink, I want to have a good drink with Lao Song. ”

Li Zicheng applauded and laughed, but the old waiter on the side quietly wiped away his tears.