As soon as this military order came out, everyone in the city couldn't help but feel a pang in their hearts, and Zhu Qiyu's face couldn't help but change greatly. "Yu Aiqing can't! If the army is out, who can resist the tiles and attack the city? ”

Yu Qian slowly turned his head, and when he saw Zhu Qiyu, whose face was as pale as paper, he couldn't help but sigh slightly, compared to the performance of the emperor, the courage of the Son of Heaven was really ......

However, at this very time, Yu Qian didn't want to think about it, and gave a salute to Zhu Qiyu, and his eyes swept over the civil and military officials in the city: "Your Majesty, this is the time when my Ming Dynasty is in crisis, and now, the emperor is reluctant to give birth to the courage of my Ming military ministers, and the soldiers and civilians of the Beijing division are united, and it is the right time to destroy the tile and stab the thief, and the Ming Dynasty, 200,000 male soldiers, if you don't even have the courage to go out of the city to meet the enemy, the Ming Dynasty will follow the mistakes of the former Song Dynasty, what face do we have to see the people of the world, how can we be worthy of the emperor's heart to inspire the soldiers to fight to the death with death?!" ”

Thinking of the scene of Zhu Qizhen under the city before that, as well as those famous tile spur iron horses, the thirst for survival, and the fear that the throne in his hands would be lost, Zhu Qiyu jumped: "Is there still a son of heaven in your eyes?!" With this strong city, how many soldiers and horses can he spur, and how can he break through it? ”

"Your Majesty, there is no unbreakable fortified city in the world, since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, there has not been a son of heaven who will be timid to the enemy, I hope Your Majesty can remember the words of the emperor." An old minister fell to the ground and wept.

"You!" Hearing this, Zhu Qiyu, whose face suddenly turned red and even a little purple, hated it very much, but he didn't know how to refute it.

"Please ask Your Majesty to order the opening of the city to defeat the enemy!" Lao Wang fell to the ground first, but his white-haired head did not bow down, but looked directly at Zhu Qiyu with his head held high.

"The ministers and others ask Your Majesty to give an order!!" Above the city, all the civil and military officers bowed down together, and a pair of bright eyes were all nailed to Zhu Qiyu's body, and the feeling of being like a man on his back made Zhu Qiyu feel like he was in a trance, and he seemed to have returned to the hall where the ministers killed several Wang Zhen with their bare hands.

These ministers are not like a group of courtiers who should be close to their ears, but like a group of vicious jackals. Du Yushi Wang Wen opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to stand up at this time to support Zhu Qiyu and the ministers to contradict him, he knew very well that it was not fun for these seemingly powerless ministers to launch a surge.

Zhu Qiyu's gaze swept over these ministers, trying to suppress the anger and fear in his heart, and said calmly: "You, aren't you afraid that the tile assassins will enter the Beijing Division?!" ”

"If you don't win, the Ming Dynasty will die, and if you win, the Ming Dynasty will prosper!" Hu Hui, an old minister who was over seventy years old, Huo Ran got up, pulled out the sword at his waist, and his hair was all open: "The old man is now said to be a pawn and die for the country!" Your Majesty, please! ”

"Die for the country!" The roar of ten, hundreds, thousands, and ten thousand people shook the rubble of the tower, and the battle flag was fierce......

This group of ministers who originally seemed to have put away their hideous faces in front of them burst out again, so that Zhu Qiyu had the illusion that he was about to lose his breath, and the Empress Dowager Sun wiped the tears on her face, cleared her throat and said in a deep voice: "Although the mourning family is a woman, she has also seen the demeanor of the former Emperor Shizu, and I hope that the emperor can follow the example of the first emperor." ”

Hearing the words of the Empress Dowager Sun, Zhu Qiyu's face, who originally wanted to speak again, couldn't help but change, but he could only hold back the indignant unwillingness in his heart, and said astringently: "The queen mother has taught me a lesson, and the emperor knows what to do." ”

Zhu Qiyu sat back on the chair weakly. His eyes stared at Yu Qian and the other ministers. "I Yun'er and others are invited, but if the Jingshi falls into the hands of the enemy, you will be my sinner!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" For the second half of Zhu Qiyu's sentence, the blood of this beast was boiling, and the minister of civil and military affairs who put life and death aside was completely regarded as a fart.

"Obey the order!" Yu Qian took a deep breath, bowed down, and immediately stood up, his sword unsheathed, and his eyes stared directly at those civil and military weapons. "Listen to the generals! Kaesong to meet the enemy! ”……

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The nine gates of the Jingshi slowly opened, and above the city, thick and sturdy bronze cannon barrels and cast iron cannon barrels stretched out of the female wall, and began to exert power, and the scorching flame ball rolled not far from the muzzle, and the choking thick white smoke continued to transform like demons and monsters.

The roar of artillery like thunder resounded throughout the field, the light footsteps of the infantry, the heavy hooves of the horses galloping, the angry roars or frightened roars of the soldiers, and the piercing explosions of all kinds of firearms that were frequently fired all exploded in Zhu Qizhen's ears.

Beside them, the Tile Spur cavalry, who had been in charge of guarding them, galloped in panic, shouting at the horses that were driving to speed up, trying to escape out of the range of the artillery.

Zhu Qizhen sat down in the prisoner car exhausted, he saw the gate of the Desheng Gate slowly opening, pouring out countless Ming soldiers waving swords and holding flags, and he also saw the black iron rods poking out of the houses outside the city, spewing out white smoke and yellow flames from the front of the iron rods, the black lead pills sprayed on the bodies of those thorn iron horsemen like raindrops, the war horses screamed and fled in a disorder, and the cavalry desperately covered the bloody eyes on their bodies one after another, and fell weakly under the horses. Trampled into mud without mercy by the mounts that came to the ground robe after the gallop.

The Ming soldiers who poured out were fearless and rushed towards the famous tile spur cavalry, colliding together, even if they were knocked to the ground by the war horses, and their bodies were bruised, they still wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths, and viciously got up again and waved the war knife or spear in their hands to pounce again.

Even among the Ming soldiers who poured out of the city gate and engaged the enemy with the tile spur soldiers, there were many ordinary people, and the weapons in their hands were so ridiculous and strange, there were benches, kitchen knives, hoes, flat poles, bricks, and even swords that the soldiers used to embellish their identities and had not yet opened.

They rushed towards the cavalry of the thorns with their squirts wielding snow knives in their hands, even if the weapons in their hands were knocked off, even if they were already wounded, they still fearlessly used their fists and teeth to bite and beat the robbers who wanted to plunder their homes......

"This is the Ming Dynasty...... Zhu Qizhen couldn't help laughing out loud again, his eyes were full of tears, the blood surnames of the children of China were still there, and the people of the Ming Dynasty still did not forget that decades ago, they faced the extremely well-equipped Mongol rulers, defeated them again and again, drove them away, and finally, became their masters again......

"This is my Da Ming ......" Zhu Qizhen closed his eyes with great satisfaction in the screaming cannonball flight and the frightened howl of those tile spur guards, the soul of Da Ming is still there, and the spirit of Huaxia is still there.

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ps: Today's second shift arrived, dear, come on, it's still lingering in the second, and the fingers in the back are getting closer and closer! Sweat! Ask for collections, ask for recommendations, well, throw everything over!!