Outside the Wangjiang Gate, under the cover of artillery fire, the Ming army came like a tide. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The resistance of the Qing army on the city wall was minimal, and after hearing that the Eight Banners had fled, in fact, the green battalion defending the city had also begun to flee, Zhang Zhidong angrily brandished a sword, trying to stop the rout of his subordinates, but it was meaningless. At this time, a Ming soldier on the Wangjiang Bridge lit the fuse of the rocket artillery, and then jumped into the moat, and the fire erupted behind him, and the rocket with eighty pounds of gunpowder instantly crashed into the city gate hole that was close at hand. The next moment, with the sound of explosions like the sky and the earth cracking, the flames spewed out from the inside with countless fragments, and even the launch canister on the trolley was blown away by the ferocious wave of air.

"The city is broken!"

Amid the frightened screams of the green battalion in the city, the heavily armed Ming army surged in like a silver torrent from the shattered city gate.

The city of Hangzhou is broken.

"Your Majesty, the ministers have a negative grace!"

Zhang Zhidong stood alone on the city wall, put his sword across his neck, looked at the Ming army that was entering the city, and pulled hard, blood gushed out from the severed carotid artery like a fountain, and the governor's body immediately fell to the ground, closing his eyes in the last moment of struggle.

"A beautiful woman, why be a thief!"

Yang Feng, who was not far from the city, looked at this scene in the background of the firelight, and said with emotion, saying that he was still very interested in this governor who raised 10 million taels of silver for himself in less than a month, whether it was from the various countermeasures after he caught Yinren or the vigorous and resolute action of raising money, it all proved that this person was a cadre, but it was a pity that people disdained to follow him.

In the eyes of others, we are thieves, right?

Gao Huai beside him was speechless for a while.

But now Yang Dashuai will not enter the city, he has to wait until after dawn, with the light of the sky on his back, and enter with his dragoons in the cheers of the crowd, at this time what is the matter with entering the city in the middle of the night.

"Enter!"

Just after hearing a huge explosion in the direction of Wangjiang Gate, He Jin, who was on the shore of the lake opposite Qiantang Gate, also waved his saber and gave the order to attack.

The cold light of a spear spiked forward quickly.

At this time, there were not many living Qing troops on their side, only a few old and weak women and children lying on the ground trembling and waiting, three thousand Ming troops with bayonet rifles quickly flooded the entire road, all the Qing troops who did not die did not hesitate to make up a bayonet, as for the remaining banner people who dared to resist without hesitation to a bayonet, if they did not resist, forget it, anyway, there is still a little residual value.

And the property they carried, of course, was accepted by the Ming army with a smile.

However, the Ming army system was seized and returned to the public, this is an iron law, any act of embezzling spoils of war once found that there is only a dead end, the last battle of Ningbo, Yang Dashuai shot more than a dozen, of course, the corresponding Ming army treatment is also extremely high.

After quickly completing the cleanup of the battlefield outside the city, He Jin immediately divided a battalion to protect the spoils, and by the way, carried out a more detailed cleanup, while the other two battalions entered the Qiantang Gate, at this time the battle was not over, because there were still some Qing troops who were blocked inside without leaving the city, and this part of the people directly retreated to the garrison city to defend it, and some local officials and gentry also fled into the garrison city in a hurry after the Ming army entered the city, and then closed the door to make the last stubborn resistance.

Of course, there is no suspense about their ending.

Soon, the Ming army from the east and west surrounded the city within a city.

However, they did not attack.

Because their handsome has not yet been able to get the opportunity to pretend to be a force.

"Let's go, let's go into town!"

Outside the Wangjiang Gate, Yang Dashuai waved his hand and said.

Immediately after that, he urged the war horse forward, and behind him had expanded to seventy-two dragoon guards, one by one, with bright armor, wearing scarlet cloaks, holding frighteningly long spears, carrying small pennants, and pedaling on horse boots that reflected the figures, urging the war horses under his crotch to follow in two columns, maintaining the same speed in the cheers and even kneeling of countless people on both sides, and walked into the Wangjiang Gate that had just been cleared.

Yang Feng, who was riding on the big white horse, kept smiling and kept waving to the welcoming people on both sides.

Just like the last time I entered Ningbo City, the necessary entertainment items are also indispensable, but Luo Shun and Zhang Zhidong are dead, so this great task is handed over to Hangzhou Weaving, although this four-grade official is not big, but everyone knows that this guy is powerful, and that is one of the three most important overseers of Kang Mazi in Jiangnan. However, at this time, Hangzhou weaving was not the famous Sun Wencheng, but a Manchurian of the Internal Affairs Bureau, he was broken a leg outside the Qiantang Gate, and was recognized by the Ming soldiers who lived in Hangzhou, and it was dragged to Yang Dashuai.

After Yang Dashuai's righteous rebuke, he was directly sentenced to death, and then dragged to the side of the road to be executed by a Ming army officer, who rolled into the side of the road with a knife and a human head.

Then Yang Dashuai's team arrived at the east gate of the garrison city.

At this time, it was not only the Ming army that was surrounded outside the garrison city, but also countless ordinary people in the city, all of whom were holding all kinds of rudimentary weapons in their hands, as well as carrying ladders at home, were ready to help their soldiers break through this special city within a city in one fell swoop. Seeing the handsome team coming, those people immediately knelt down, after carrying a chlorine canister to garrison the city last time, the people of Hangzhou have already been convinced that this guy is the god in the sky, and many things in other places are different from rumors, the people here have seen with their own eyes how he killed cockroaches with chlorine gas to kill the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners.

Including the trembling remnants of the Eight Banners elite soldiers on the city wall, they couldn't help but pee their pants after seeing this guy coming.

Yang Dashuai was dressed in a red robe, silver helmet and silver armor, and turned over and dismounted in a scarlet cloak, looked up at the city wall with disdain, and ignored the arquebuses and bows and arrows that were almost unstable, and walked directly to the city gate with his cool Qinglong Yanyue knife in a worshipful gaze.

At this time, none of the defenders on the city wall dared to shoot at him.

Then I heard Yang Dashuai roar, the right foot wearing riding boots kicked out like lightning, vaguely people could even see a faint golden light package on his body, and then heard a terrifying loud noise, and then look at the two almost two people high, hard oak outside the iron plate of the city wall, as if it was hit by a huge battering ram was kicked open, one of the doors because of the main bearing of his power, actually flew directly backwards, and smashed on the ground nearly five zhang away.

There was an exclamation inside and outside the city.

After maintaining the kicking posture for almost half a minute, Yang Dashuai slowly collected his magical powers, and then saw that his boots were not even broken on his feet.

Yang Dashuai held the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, dusted off the broken bricks on his boots, and then pointed to the garrison in the city, and said to the tens of thousands of people outside the city with a pretending indifference: "Yours are all yours, and everything in it is yours!" ”

As soon as they understood what he meant, a tsunami of cheers erupted among the common people, and then everyone waved their weapons and flooded into the garrison.

There's not much left to say.

"Dashuai, what are we doing?"

Fan Hong, the commander of the Fourth Infantry Brigade of the Ming Army, looked at the people of Hangzhou who were pouring into the city, and cautiously asked their commander.

"Raid the house, all the local officials who were martyred for the Tartars, all the gentry who helped the Tartars resist the king's division, all the bannermen in the city and their coaters, all of them were copied without leaving behind. The old and weak women and children of the Han gentry did not move, but only their property and land, and the house was kept for them, and then each family kept 15 acres of land for them, and as for the other two, there was nothing left, and the men were sent to the coal mines in Keelung, and the women were sold as slaves and prostitutes. ”

Yang Feng said viciously.

This is a good opportunity to make a fortune, he also has to consider the cost of fighting, especially the Ming soldiers are very high, the monthly military salary is five yuan dragon yuan, but there is no rice, and one dragon yuan is one or two silver, this military salary is basically four or five years as a soldier is enough to buy a two-story building, you must know that the normal annual salary of the sixth grade official is only sixty taels. He now has more than 50,000 troops on land and sea, and his monthly salary alone is nearly 300,000 taels, plus the expenses for training, food and drink, and the consumption of various weapons, etc., his monthly expenses have reached several million, and he has no agricultural tax. That is, there are 10 million taels of Yinren sold to support, and then his own various incomes are offset, otherwise he will definitely not be able to make ends meet, and of course slaughtering fat sheep is indispensable in this case.

Especially these fat sheep that were delivered to his mouth.

As for those gentry, he also understood that they were all forced by himself, otherwise these people would not be so loyal to Kang Mazi, so he still don't kill these people, after all, what he wants is only the land of these people, and without land and wealth, these people are no different from ordinary people, and they will no longer pose any threat to him.

After receiving the order of the marshal, Fan Hongyi waved his hand and led a large number of Ming soldiers to raid his house murderously, while Yang Feng led his guards straight to the governor's yamen, as for the battle of the garrison city......

This does not need to be managed by the Ming army at all, after knowing that the marshal has rewarded everything in it to the people of Hangzhou, the entire city of Hangzhou is pouring in, moving everything that can be moved, food, furniture, clothes, pots and pans and even women, the people in this case are extremely aggressive, and there are only a few hundred Qing troops left in the city who can fight, if they can stop these hundreds of thousands of ordinary people, it would be strange!

When he arrived at the governor's yamen, He Jin also escorted a cart of gold and silver treasures taken by those banner men to this place.

Although Yang Dashuai rewarded everything in the garrison city to the people, the real essence is here!