Chapter 441: Extinguishing the Clear
Dai Shan's estimate was right, it was indeed Sony who had an accident.
Today's offensive and defensive battle lasted until the afternoon unitary time, the Desheng Gate garrisoned by Sony was the first to be breached, Sony died on the spot, hundreds of sword and shield soldiers swarmed into the Desheng Gate, and then the Desheng Gate was opened and the drawbridge was lowered, and countless fire soldiers began to pour into the Desheng Gate.
Deshengmen was lost, and the news smashed into the hearts of all the people in Shengjing City like a thunderbolt. Almost everyone was stunned, you must know that once Deshengmen is lost, it means that the Ming army can continue to pour into Shengjing City from Deshengmen, and what is left of the Qing Dynasty after losing Deshengmen?
In the Chongzheng Palace, Dolgon's sharp voice sounded: "Now everyone listens to me, quickly send troops to help Deshengmen, if Deshengmen can't be taken back, everyone will die!" β
Under the command of Dolgon, more than 20,000 soldiers of the Eight Banners and the remaining soldiers and horses of the Han Army Banner and the Eight Banners of the Meng Dynasty all rushed towards the Desheng Gate, and countless streets and alleys were all flooded with dense soldiers, these sergeants rushed towards the Desheng Gate with swords and guns high under the drive of the officers, and their purpose was only one, that is, to drive out the Ming army that broke into the city.
"Kill...... Drive out all these Ming troops, or we'll be all done! β
On a street behind the tens of thousands of troops, Duoduo rode a group of black horses, holding his long knives aloof, and shouted with all his might, in a very crazy shape.
Just now, Duoduo received Dorgon's death order, and he must take back Deshengmen, otherwise it will be all over when the Ming army gains a foothold in Deshengmen.
"Hold it all for me...... Steady, don't panic...... Gunners in formation! β
Inside the Desheng Gate and on the city wall, groups of musketeers, led by the officers, hurriedly formed several rows of phalanxes and fired at the Qing troops swarming in the distance.
"Bang bang bang...... Bang bang bang ......"
Bursts of smoke rose with the sound of gunfire, knocking down the Qing army that was rushing towards them to the ground, but today these Qing troops were crazy, after the people in front were knocked down, the people in the back still rushed up without changing their faces, some of them were holding heavy shields, some were wearing three layers of heavy armor, their eyes were red, and they all showed a crazy look, like a beast that chose to devour people. As if he didn't care about his life or death, he charged.
War turns man into a beast and dehumanizes him. This is the case with the Manchurians today, when one group of soldiers falls, another group rushes up until they fall, and another group of people is filled behind these people.
Layers of corpses covered the streets, red and black blood flowing down the streets until they were mixed with the severed limbs and severed arms that paved the streets into a viscous mixture.
Although the musketeers had desperately increased their firing speed, they began to feel that they were slowly losing their support in the face of the insane Qing army, and the Qing army was getting closer and closer to them, seeing that the bows and arrows of the Qing soldiers began to fall into the ranks of the musketeers. Due to the terrain, the firecrackers behind cannot be deployed to support. In the end, a guerrilla general sent hundreds of people to climb onto the roof and began to condescendingly throw 10,000 enemies in front, and in a burst of explosions, the momentum of the Qing army's frantic offensive was suppressed.
The battle has now entered the white-hot stage, although the Ming army has broken through the Desheng Gate, but due to the crazy counterattack of the Qing army, it is impossible to expand the results, and it is blocked in a radius of several hundred meters from the Desheng Gate, and the Qing army on both sides of the Desheng Gate is also under the command of Dai Shan and Azig desperately launched a counterattack from the city wall, for a time the Ming army is on three sides of the enemy situation is quite worrying.
The Ming army wanted to break in. The Qing soldiers wanted to drive out, but Shuangshang was inextricable for a while, and when the battle was at its most intense, Hu Dawei even personally led the guards to climb the city wall and personally commanded it.
Seeing the Qing army rushing in waves and being repulsed in waves, the Ming army was still standing like a rock in the sea. Seeing this situation, the generals who were fighting outside the city were terrified, Yang Guozhu and Hu Dawei had the best friendship, and when they saw this situation, they couldn't help but take a step forward and said, "Master Hou...... Hu Dawei fought too hard, let the last general bring someone to support him. β
Yue Yang turned his head to look at him, shook his head, and said lightly, "The city head is so big. Where do you take people up and put them? Besides, if Hu Dawei can't even hold up the scene in front of him, then Ben Hou should reconsider his position. β
With the great increase in Yueyang's strength, the original establishment is no longer suitable. Recently, there have been rumors that Yue Yang intends to reorganize the army under his command. The establishment of additional battalions is set up with 3,000 firecrackers and an artillery battalion and the corresponding logistical establishment in each battalion, while a number of corps are set up above the battalion, and the corps is a temporary establishment, and the size of the establishment is not fixed.
Yang Guozhu was naturally no exception, originally thinking that he could help a group of Hu Dawei show his hand in front of his colleagues by the way, but he was vetoed by Yue Yang, and he could only retreat. However, he also knew that Yue Yang's words were very reasonable, the city wall was so wide, and there were too many people to put it down, and in this case, what the two sides fought for was the will to fight and the Cheng DΓΉ of their own firepower.
In fact, after seeing such a situation, Yue Yang also sighed in his heart, it would be nice if there was still a batch of incendiary bombs, but although incendiary bombs are easy to make, they are difficult to store, and the food and weapons needed by the army along the way are all by sea, so they really can't be transported too much, and the wave thrown today has already drained all his inventory.
Another half an hour passed, and the sky began to gradually darken, Yue Yang took a deep breath and said to Yang Guozhu: "Chief Yang Bing, you immediately bring your headquarters to replace Hu Dawei immediately." Remember...... The rhythm must not be messed up, otherwise it will be troublesome if the Tartars beat you out. β
"Yes, the last general obeys!" Yang Guozhu immediately took the order and left.
Looking at Yang Guozhu who was leaving, although Shunbao and the others on the side were envious in their hearts, they could only secretly pout, jealous of this guy's good luck.
It was late at night, but the gunshots outside Desheng's gate still rang out in the sky, and Dolgon sat on his throne in a daze. On the left stood his Zhengfu Jin Borzigit clan, and on the right were two twelve or thirteen-year-old children, who were his daughter Aisin Jueluo. Dong Gu and his son Aisin Jue Luo. Dolbo.
At this time, Dolgon's face was extremely sallow, and he took the hand of the Jin Borzigit clan and said, "When the time comes, it seems that Shengjing City can't hold it." However, now that the attention of the Ming army has been drawn to Fulinmen, I have arranged for 10,000 elite soldiers to escort you from the north gate at the first watch tonight. It should be able to stand out while it is unprepared. You have to remember that when you get out of the city gates, you have to go all the way north, and the farther you go, the better, and don't think about avenging me, understand? β
At this time, the Borzigit clan had already cried into tears, she held Dolgon's hand and cried: "Your Majesty, why don't you go with your concubines, the two children are still young, they can't do without you!" β
"Let's go?" Dolgon laughed miserably, "The Great Qing Kingdom that my father and brother have worked so hard to build is so lost in my hands, if I run away like a lost dog, what face will I have to see my father under the Nine Springs after death?" β
Speaking of which. Dolgon thought of Huang Taiji who was killed by himself and Duoduo, and couldn't help but feel a trace of remorse in his heart, if Huang Taiji is not dead now, then he should be the one who should have a headache now, right? It's just that he somehow lost his mind at the time and killed him, and it wasn't until now that I knew that this seat seemed to be a stove, and the person sitting on it would be burned to ashes if he was not careful.
With a long sigh, he stroked the heads of the two children and said softly: "Dolbo, Donggo, the two of you must remember that after breaking through, you are not allowed to say that you are full. You must not reveal your identity, and you must listen to Eniang's words and not be willful, understand? β
The eyes of the two children were already red, and they all threw themselves into Dolgon's arms and cried bitterly: "Emperor Ama. We don't go...... We're here for you! β
Dolgon forced himself and laughed to himself: "Huang Ama doesn't need you to accompany him, Huang Ama has 100,000 troops to accompany him here, and this palace is buried with him, what is there to be dissatisfied with Huang Amma?" All right. The hour is coming, so let's go! β
With that, Dorgon waved his hand. Several burly guards immediately stood up next to them and took Jin Borzigit and the two children up, and half-forcibly hugged them and walked out, hearing the choking sound of Jin Borzigit and the loud crying of the two children along the way.
Although the night is already deep, but the competition for Desheng Gate is still fierce, at this time the corpses piled up on the street behind Desheng Gate have been piled up layer after layer, the battle has now been defeated by the Qing army, after all, their casualties are already countless, 100,000 troops have already suffered most of the casualties. Not only the Ming army understands this, but the top of the Qing army also understands it, but they are still launching a counterattack in vain, because they know that if these Ming troops are allowed to enter the city, their outcome will be the same, so it is better to fight with the Ming army here.
The soldiers set up a tent outside the city, and Yue Yang sat on the marching bench and quietly watched the brightly lit battlefield two miles away, where the shouting and killing had not stopped since this morning, although he had commanded a day's battle, but at this time Yue Yang was still in high spirits, because he knew that if he continued to fight according to this situation, the men and horses of the Qing army would be exhausted before dawn.
Just as Yue Yang picked up the teacup and was about to drink tea, Chen Dazhi hurriedly came to report, "Master Hou, Chu Di in the north of the city came to report, about 10,000 Tartars suddenly rushed out of the north gate, and Chu Di was caught off guard, although most of them were annihilated, there were still thousands of people who rushed out of our camp and fled to the north. β
"What...... How can this be? Yue Yang stood up violently and shouted, "Are you sure the identity of that group of people?" β
Chen Dazhi nodded and said: "It has been determined, that group of people are all the most elite Zhenghuang Banner of the Tartars, and they are desperately escorting dozens of big cars that have rushed out of Lord Chu's defense area, what should I do now, do you want to send someone to chase after me?" β
Yue Yang sighed softly and said, "That's it...... If you can run, the monk can't run away from the temple, and how can we chase after the black lights now, don't leave them for the time being, let's concentrate on the siege and annihilation of the Tartars in the city first......"
The sky slowly brightened, and the gunfire that had been resounding all night gradually subsided.
Yang Guozhu walked slowly on the streets of Shengjing City, looking at the rows of corpses, at this time his feet stepped on the ground and the whole division was slimy, it was a layer of blood that had not yet coagulated to the upper of the shoes, and from time to time you could hear the moans of the Qing soldiers who had not yet died.
Behind Yang Guozhu are hundreds of sergeants armed with firearms, they are vigilantly looking around, although now the Qing army has retreated, but there is still no one who is not long-eyed will jump out to give Yang Guozhu a knife or hide in the dark to give him an arrow, if Yang Guozhu, the dignified chief soldier, was killed by the Qing army's dark arrows, it would be a big fun, because these pro-soldiers were not careful.
Groups of Ming troops cautiously walked into the streets strewn with corpses, which gradually dwindled when the army reached the center of the city.
"My lord, there is the palace of the Tartars in front of you." A guide pointed to the palace in front of him and said loudly.
Yang Guozhu looked up and saw that under the light of the rising sun, a palace was standing quietly not far ahead, and behind the walls of the palace, the surging heads were faintly visible.
Yang Guozhu sneered: "Hmph...... Do these people think they'll be fine if they hide behind a wall? That's right...... Did our artillery come in? β
"My lord, due to the damage to the road into the city, it will take a certain amount of time for our artillery to be pulled in."
"Then let the Tartars live a little longer." Yang Guozhu squinted his eyes at the palace not far away, his eyes narrowed into a slit, in his opinion, even if the Qing soldiers hid in the palace, they were just surviving, as long as their artillery arrived, those seemingly solid palace gates and walls would inevitably be bombarded into a pile of debris.
When Yang Guozhu was thinking about how to catch those leaders after attacking the Tartar Palace, puffs of black smoke suddenly appeared in the palace in front of him, and seeing such a situation, Yang Guozhu couldn't help but tighten his heart and said: "It's not good...... The Tartar Emperor wants to set himself on fire! β
As Yang Guozhu's words fell, the smoke in front of him became bigger and bigger, and a gust of wind blew through the thick smoke and drifted in his direction, choking Yang Guozhu and his party couldn't help coughing violently.
A Qian always asked a little unwillingly: "My lord, the Tartar Emperor must be inside, they are going to self-immolate, should we rush in?" β
Looking at the palace with thick smoke billowing in front of him, Yang Guozhu smiled bitterly: "That's it...... If you attack it, you will inevitably have to put the lives of your brothers on it, so let's wait until the fire is over! (To be continued......)