Sonny gulped blood. The sharp pain in his abdomen caused the strength in his body to gradually dissipate, and he felt that his life force was running out rapidly.

Sonny's eyes widened in agony, and he tried his best to raise the knife in his hand again, but in vain. He didn't have the strength to continue.

Sonny leaned forward and lay on Xu Youcheng's shoulder. The corners of his mouth hooked up into a desperate smile. Himself, actually died in the hands of a despicable coat?! It's ironic.

Before he died, he struggled to raise his eyes and look ahead. But suddenly I found that the top of the ruined city wall suddenly became bright!

Before Sonny could think of anything, a large group of Ming sergeants with bayonets in their hands shouted and crossed the ruins. The tall leather boots under his feet trampled on the messy ruins and blood, and rushed into the city like a swallow of the world!

What Gao Yang arranged was a night raid!

He originally planned to use the night attack to capture this city wall, but he didn't expect the Manchu army to actually start infighting. Now, without disturbance, the Ming army that launched the night attack entered Shenyang City unusually smoothly!

"Your Majesty...... We did our best! Listening to Xu Youcheng's crying and howling, the Ming army's surging cry was like a wave. Sony finally closed his eyes slowly.

After the end of this battle, Gao Yang met Xu Youcheng, who was lost and depressed. Ask him what reward he wants. Xu Youcheng, who was glazed over, hung his head and thought about it for a long time, and finally just said, "I want to go home." ”

Xu Youcheng eventually returned to his hometown.

He found a cart and asked for a pack horse. He Changming's ashes were loaded on the carriage together with the ashes of the villagers who had died over the years that could still be found. All the way through the journey of death that he had gone through back then, he returned to his hometown that haunted his dreams!

Because of this incident, Gao Yang also ordered the soldiers to identify and treat the Han people in Shenyang City. Those who have not committed evil deeds can be released as prisoners of war after a period of hard labor. If the battlefield is anyway, you can give out severance money to let them return home.

As for those Manchus and Mongols, nothing was said. How to treat it. It's up to the front-line sergeants to make their own choice.

......

"Let's all go." With his eyes closed and his face full of exhaustion, Dorgon moved the corners of his chapped mouth and waved his hand. Whispered to all the Manchu magnates in the hall to go out.

The Manchu magnates who looked anxious and waited anxiously for Dolgon's decision looked at each other. A few of them were quick to open their mouths. Bumu Butai, who was sitting on the imperial platform, lowered his eyelids. He waved his hand as well. These Manchu magnates muttered and left.

Young Fu Lin sat on the dragon chair in a dragon robe, and he didn't understand what was going on at all. All he knew was that firecrackers had been going off outside every day lately, which sounded quite interesting.

Bu Mu Butai, who had a cold face, looked much thinner, and it seemed that she was not having a good time during this time. is also said, now they are all marked at the door of the house, and they are about to ruin the country. Who can eat enough and sleep soundly?

"Su Mo'er." Bu Mu Butai, who was dressed in luxurious clothes, beckoned and called his dowry maid over, "The emperor is tired." Take the emperor up to rest. ”

"Huang Eniang, Fu Lin is not tired." Young Fulin liked to spend time with his mother. In his heart, he vaguely didn't want his mother to stay with the regent of the imperial father.

A warm smile appeared on Bumu Butai's beautiful face, and he stretched out his arms to embrace Fu Lin in his arms. patted him on the back and said with a smile, "The emperor wants to discuss state affairs with the regent, so the emperor should go back to the palace to rest." ”

After all, he was only a child under the age of ten, and Fu Lin finally took Su Mo'er's hand with a sad face and left the hall very obediently.

"What now?" Bumu Butai slowly walked up to Dolgon's side, half-crouching on the ground despite his identity. With an anxious expression, he reached out and took Dorgon's trembling hands.

Dolgon, who was sitting in the chair, silently looked sideways at her, pursed his lips and smiled bitterly, and shook his head slightly, "What else can I do at this time?" The Ming army has entered the city, this Shenyang. It's untenable. ”

"......" Bumu Butai's face turned pale, and he bit the corner of his mouth and sat on the ground. He raised his hand gloomily and sobbed louder and louder.

Originally, it was optimistically estimated that the Ming army could hit the head of the Ming army and break the bloody Shenyang fortified city. I couldn't hold on for even ten days! It was already this time, at this moment when the enemy army was already under the city, and the whole country was about to perish. As the top-level royalty, she could no longer continue to be strong.

Listen to the sobs in my ears. Dolgon's heart was also desolate.

Remembering the ambition when he first became the regent, he was full of spirit when he led his army south to chase the Central Plains. Think about the hasty escape during the Battle of Ningyuan, the bloody storm after returning to Shenyang, and the exhaustion in order to fight against the Ming army and keep the lifeblood of the Qing Dynasty.

Until this time, the Ming Empire had already approached the city, and it was about to be taken into the imperial city. After a lot of hardships. The Qing Dynasty, which has been bought with blood for generations, is coming to an end.

"Ah~~~," Dolgon sighed. Slowly stood up. Looking at Bumu Butai, who was kneeling on the ground and sobbing quietly. An extremely complicated look flashed in his eyes. Squatted down and helped her up.

Bumu Butai looked at Dorgon with a confused expression, not knowing what he was going to do.

Dorgon leaned forward slightly. Close to Bumu Butai's ear. In a voice that only the two of them could hear, he whispered, "I left myself a way out in the city before. There was a ruined temple near the northern wall, and I dug a tunnel in it that led to the outside of the city. ”

Dolgon's words made Bumu Butai's body tremble suddenly. Tilted aside slightly, she looked at him with a look of disbelief.

Dorgon nodded, and said solemnly, "You can go from there with Fulin." That tunnel was originally reserved for my own emergency use. It leads to the back of a deserted hill six miles outside the northern city. If there are few people, it should not be easy for the Ming army to find out under the cover of night. There are not many of them in the north. If it is really discovered, it will be fate! Staying here anyway is an end, it's just a matter of time. ”

Bumu Butai's plump chest heaved rapidly, and she couldn't believe her ears. When people are desperate, they suddenly get a chance to live, no matter how slim it is, they will still be excited after all. After all, it's the difference between life and death!

Originally, they had already thought that when the Ming army invaded the imperial city, they would hold Fulin and set fire to this hall, and would rather die than fall into the hands of the Ming army and suffer humiliation. This time, it suddenly turned around, making her heart rise and fall so much that she almost couldn't breathe.

"So, what about you?" In his excitement, Bumu Butai suddenly sensed the meaning of Dorgon's words. Listen to him, as if he won't go along!

"Me?" Dolgon looked away and said in a miserable voice, "I am the regent of the Qing Dynasty!" I am the son of Taizu! Now the Qing Dynasty is gone, and Shenyang is lost. How can I still escape. ”

"You, you ......" Bu Mu Butai, whose expression was complicated and his eyes changed inexplicably, didn't know what to say at this time.

Dolgon's words were not wrong. As the actual ruler of the Qing Dynasty at this moment, even if he still has the last trace of manhood, he Dolgon will not choose to run away at such a time! What's more, he has nowhere to run now.

"Hurry up, I don't know when the north gate will be lost. I've already found your stand-in. When the Imperial City is breached, I will burn it down, and no one will know that you have escaped. Dolgon's expression was complicated. After all, it is indeed a very painful choice to give up the opportunity of life to someone else. It's just that he has no other choice.

Dorgon let out a long sigh and gritted his teeth to lift his head back from the tears in his eyes. Slowly raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears on Bumu Butai's tearful face. hooked the corners of his mouth, his originally cold gaze gradually softened, and he said softly, "Yu'er, live well." For me, for the sake of the Qing Dynasty. ”

Bumu Butai. Borzigit could no longer bear the pain in his heart, and sat down on the ground crying loudly, hiding his face and crying bitterly.

The country is ruined, but that's it!

Dorgon gave her a deep look and took a deep breath. His gaze changed to resolute and resolute, and he turned around and left this palace with countless stories!

......

On the night of the Ming army's capture of the southern wall of Shenyang, the Manchu regent Dolgon sent Suke Saha to lead a large group of soldiers to launch a fierce counterattack on the southern wall that lasted almost all night.

Its scale and momentum were so great that it even alarmed Gao Yang to personally lead reinforcements to the south city wall to resist.

The thunderous roar of guns resounded throughout the night, and countless lives were buried here.

Countless Manchu soldiers howled and rushed towards the southern city wall like a raging black wave. With his own flesh and blood, he was forced to stand on the musket and artillery, trying to redeem the fate of the resurrection. The final result was that under the powerful firepower of the Ming army, the corpses were all over the field!

It was also on this night, under the cover of thunderous gunfire and the darkness of the night. Bu Mu Butai, who had changed into clothes for a long journey, hugged the sleepy-eyed Fulin, and quietly left Shenyang City with Su Mo'er and a group of henchmen from an abandoned temple in Beicheng where there was no war at this time.

After they left, the tunnel was completely destroyed, erasing all traces as if it had never existed.

Since then, there has been no news of these people in this world. All historical records record that these people had already died in the imperial palace of Shenyang City.

Hundreds of years later, a strange group of nomadic tribes lived in the distant Tunguska region. They claim to be descendants of the royal family, but they don't even know which empire they are.

This tribe has no culture of its own, nor does it have its own writing. Everything is word of mouth. And the legend after this royal family has become a myth and legend that no one can understand, or no one wants to pursue. (To be continued)