The white-clothed prisoner's body trembled suddenly as a result of the soldiers' discussions, and he jumped up from the ground, dropped his work, and came into the crowd in three steps and two steps, and asked loudly, "What did you say, how is Jiangyin?" ”

The prison clothes on his body made everyone see clearly, and at that moment, someone said angrily: "You are deaf, Jiangyin has fallen, and the Qing army has cut off our way back!" ”

The white-clothed prisoner's head seemed to explode with a thunderclap, and he looked carefully at the two soldiers who were carried on the shoulders by everyone, but he couldn't help but help each other, "Brother Liu, Brother Zhao, why are you, but what is the situation in Jiangyin City now?" ”

His loud shout made the two fainting soldiers wake up and turn around, and they saw the face of the white-clothed prisoner in a dim way, and they were cold, but the two of them shouted loudly: "Chen Ting, you traitor, 100,000 of my people were framed by your father and son, handed over to the hands of the Tartars, the family was ruined, the wife was separated, and the people of Jiangyin can't wait to eat the flesh of your father and son, and drink the blood of your father and son!" ”

Saying that, the two of them ignored the pain on their bodies, jumped up from the back of the soldier, and rushed straight to the white-clothed prisoner, and then a fight began, but the white-clothed prisoner stood in place, letting the fists and feet of the two fall on his body like raindrops, motionless.

"Stop!" With a shout, Yan Yingyuan and Chen Mingyu hurriedly went up to the city tower with dozens of relatives. The crowd hurriedly dispersed, calling them generals, but the two soldiers still refused to give up, and continued to kick and beat the white-clothed prisoner.

Chen Mingyu had a blue face, walked forward quickly, dragged the two scholars one by one, and threw them aside. "Didn't you hear General Yan's words? This is the head of Nanjing, and below is the camp of the Qing army. Shouting and shouting, what a system! In case the Tartars have a chance, will you be able to bear it? ”

The two scholars didn't care about the pain on their bodies, and when they saw Yan Yingyuan and Chen Mingyu, they immediately cried loudly, "Two masters of the classics! Jiangyin fell, and more than 100,000 people were slaughtered. Please send troops quickly and avenge your hometown fathers and elders! ”

When Yan Yingyuan heard this, he was stunned, his face suddenly turned pale, and he quickly stepped forward and grabbed the front of one of the scholars. "What do you say! Which one told you that Jiangyin had fallen? If you dare to lie about the military situation, Lao Tzu will be the first to chop you first! ”

The scholar cried endlessly, "Don't you recognize the students?" The student is Liu Mao, a student of Jiangyin County, who studied under Mr. Feng Houdun. Half a month ago. The Tartar army suddenly attacked Jiangyin, the people of Jiangyin elected the Wuju people Wang Gongluo to lead the troops to defend the city, three days later, the county Lin Zhiji and the garrison Chen Ruizhi were suddenly in trouble in the city, secretly opened the west gate, and let the Qing army enter the city. After the Qing army entered the city, Wang Gongluo and Mr. Feng Houdun, who were defending the city, were beheaded all over the city, and then ordered the whole city to shave their hair. The people would not. So he fought a bloody battle with the Qing army, and even the old and weak women and children refused to bow their heads and shave their hair. Zhongshu Qi Xun and the county promised to commit suicide by throwing their families into the water. Countless women, children, and children followed. The men in the city, even the old men, rose up to resist, and fought to the last person, and none of the more than 100,000 people in Jiangyin was willing to shave their hair and surrender. The Qing army slaughtered in the city for five days, but I am in the city of Jiangyin. Only a few dozen of us, including me, survived. The students waited to go up the river in order to come to Nanjing to send news to the two adults, and asked the two adults to lead my Jiangyin children to quickly return to their homeland and avenge their father's hatred! ”

Scholar Liu Mao cried with tears in his eyes. made Yan Yingyuan and Chen Ming encounter as if they were struck by lightning, and the two iron-clad men also burst into tears, and their hearts were like knives for a while. Unconsciously, thousands of people gathered under the city tower in a short period of time, all of whom were Jiangyin people and craftsmen who followed Yan Yingyuan and Chen Mingyu to Nanjing.

Shi Kefa, Li Yan, Lu Jiude and others who came in a hurry were also cold, seeing such a scene, there was no need to ask, the news of the fall of Jiangyin had spread. The news of the fall of Jiangyin spread, which means that the military spirit of Jiangyin soldiers and horses will inevitably be seriously affected, and then it will have a huge impact on the entire Nanjing City Defense. Thinking of this, Shi Kefa's footsteps suddenly staggered, and when he went to the city, he almost fell to the ground.

Yan Yingyuan raised his hand, wiped away the tears on his face, and looked at it inadvertently, but he was taken aback. Seeing that the relatives around him were all extremely sad and unrelenting, the city and the city were even more crying, and suddenly a wit was played. Some of Yan Yingyuan's relatives also stayed in Jiangyin, and under the nest, they had finished their eggs, and it was difficult for their family members to escape their fate.

But at this time, how can you indulge in sorrow and forget the heavy responsibility on your shoulders?

When he looked back at Chen Mingyu, his tearful face also showed a strong look of worry, the two had been friends of life and death for many years, and what he thought in his heart no longer needed words to explain. Next to him, Shi Kefa and the others hurriedly climbed the city tower.

"Liheng! I......! Shi Kefa just wanted to speak, but was stopped by Yan Yingyuan.

Yan Yingyuan took a deep breath and jumped onto the battlements of the city wall, "Fathers, I believe everyone has heard that our homeland has been occupied by the Tartars, and the fathers and elders of our hometown have been slaughtered by the Tartars. Everyone may also know that my Yan Yingyuan and Chen Dianshi's family members are also in Jiangyin City, and this time it is difficult to escape the catastrophe. Therefore, the two of us, like everyone else, are burdened with a deep blood feud. It's not that I, Yan Yingyuan, refuse to take the big guy back to find the Tartars for revenge, it's really that now Nanjing has been surrounded by the Tartar army, and our exit from the city is right in the hands of the Tartars. Now, we have no other way to choose, only all of us are united, firmly hold this Nanjing Jinling City, and wait for the army of His Royal Highness King Rui to come back, we have a chance to take revenge, you talk about it, is this the truth! ”

The city and the city gradually became silent, and everyone involuntarily slowly wiped away the tears on their faces, raised their heads and quietly listened to Yan Yingyuan's hissing shout.

Yan Yingyuan took out a short knife from his waist, cut his thumb with the blade, blood suddenly came out, dripped a few drops towards the city, and raised his hand high. "I, Yan Yingyuan, swore to the Emperor and Queen of Heaven today, as long as one of my Yan Yingyuan and Jiangyin children survives, I will never die with the Tartars! All the enemies whose hands are stained with the blood of Jiangyin's fathers and elders, I, Yan Yingyuan and the children of Jiangyin, will chase them to the ends of the earth, and they will be killed without a corpse and a broken family! ”

In the night, under a bright moon, Yan Yingyuan's body was sprinkled with moonlight, and his mighty body stood straight on top of the battlement, and his red cloak rose with the wind, like a god.

All of a sudden, the Jiangyin disciples suddenly shouted loudly, "Take revenge!" "Blood debt and blood repayment!" "If you don't kill all the Tartars, you swear not to return to your hometown!" "If the Tartars kill 100,000 of my fathers and elders, we will use the lives of 200,000 Tartars to pay tribute to the souls of the dead!"

Everyone unanimously drew out their blades, cut their fingers, and swore with Yan Yingyuan, and the sound of a tsunami swept from the top of the city to the bottom of the city.

Shi Kefa and the others were also secretly relieved.

……

In the camp of the Qing army, Bolo was disturbed by the noise of the city head of Nanjing just now, and he hurriedly ordered his subordinates to wait until the direction of the city head gradually calmed down, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. After more than ten days of entanglement under the city of Nanjing, but he couldn't move forward a single step, this feeling of aggrieved and helpless made Bolo very uncomfortable.

After the patrol was over, Bolo hid in his big tent, looking at the map of Nanjing City in a daze, but he couldn't think of any countermeasures, so he could only swallow the spicy liquor one after another, in order to pass the boring time.

But in the middle of the night, the wine jar drank up two, but he didn't even think of half an idea, and was in the midst of being bored and irritable, but suddenly there was a commotion outside the tent.

Bolo grabbed the saber on the table in his hand, and walked out angrily with a pair of red eyes, "What's the noise!" And then there are the noisy, Benbel's sword is merciless! ”

A Goshha hurriedly greeted him, "Lord Belle, it's not the minions who are making noise here, but it's the victorious return of the soldiers and horses of Tunqi Beizi, and now they have just entered the camp!" ”

Bolo was stunned for a moment, but a sour taste of jealousy suddenly welled up in his chest. He was wandering under the city of Nanjing, but Tunqi was a city of Liankeshu, and a few days ago he sent back the news that he even took down the stronghold between Nanzhili and Huaiyang, Jiangyin County, and heard that he had gained a lot. Although it is rare good news, it is in stark contrast to his hesitation, and in the future, in the Qing army on the East Road, Tunqi is on a par with him Bolo.

Tunqi is the grandson of Shuerhaqi, and when Huang Taiji was alive, he was already named Beizi. It's just that during the Battle of Jinzhou, Tunqi privately sent his bannermen to return to their hometowns, and later they were punished, together with Shuotuo and others, and they were cut off their titles and stayed in front of the army to serve. Later, Emperor Shunzhi succeeded to the throne, and then he was reinstated, first he was named the Duke of Auxiliary State, and then he resumed the identity of Beizi, just for his series of military exploits in Nanzhili this time, it is estimated that a Dorobelle will not be able to run away.

Seeing that Tun Qi was about to climb up and sit on an equal footing with him, Bolo's heart was really not good. But there was no way, as the commander of the First Army of the Eastern Route Army, he could only pinch his nose and come out to greet him.

On the way out of the camp to greet each other, Bolo also secretly made up his mind. Now, Wu Sangui is advancing in Zhejiang, seeing that he is about to attack Jiangxi and Fujian, Tunqi is also playing a triumphant song all the way, his own siege of Nanjing has not been established, and it is indeed not a way, just Tunqi returned to the army this time, then the next Nanjing siege battle will be handed over to him to fight, he can win, as the coach, the credit is not to run, if he loses, then Bolo also has a suitable shield in front of him. (To be continued......)