Pinching his fingers to calculate the days, the people's army has been holding on to Fuxian for five days, Liu Fu's cheekbones are high and bulging, and a originally heroic face is completely out of shape, obviously less than thirty years old, but a few silver threads have already emerged from the black hair on the sideburns. He held the battlement with his hand, taking advantage of the retreat of the Qing army, and kept looking at the far southeast, and an anxious feeling in his heart hung on his face undisguisedly.

It has been half a month since the defense of Fuzhou raised troops, and these days, Fuzhou, Jinzhou, Haizhou, and Gaizhou have provoked popular uprisings one after another, and the impoverished banner people, Mongolians and Han people have been seized by the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce, and they have continued to rise up, that is, with the help of this opportunity, Liu Fu was able to erect a banner of opposition to the Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty in Fuzhou.

In the third year of the Apocalypse, after Nurhachi conquered Fuzhou and other four guards, in order to avoid the resistance of the Han people and the landing of the Ming army in Shandong, he began to carry out a tragic purge of the Han people in Liaodong. All the Han people within a radius of 400 miles along the coast of Jinzhou were moved to the interior, and the disobedient people were exterminated, and tens of thousands of Han people were killed in Fuzhou alone. Yongning and Gaizhou have become almost a blank slate.

In such a situation, Liu Fu's father, General Liu Xingzuo, who was also the envoy of the Four Guards at the time, was extremely dissatisfied and hated with the Dajin regime and Nurhachi at that time, and thus had the idea of returning to the Ming Dynasty anyway.

General Liu Xingzuo began to secretly organize the Han people in Fuzhou and Jinzhou to cross the sea and flee to Shandong, but because of the traitor's informant, the matter was discovered by Nurhachi. Therefore, he was furious, especially the comprehensive replacement and purge of the Han generals in the Siwei and even the Later Jin Army. Because he was Nurhachi's son-in-law, Liu Xingzuo was lucky not to die and escaped, but his brother Liu Xingren was killed.

After that, General Liu Xingzuo was able to continue to serve in the Later Jin Army, but his heart was more resolute. Later Jin went south several times, and Liu Xingzuo sent people to pass the news to the Ming border army in advance. In the first year of Chongzhen, Liu Xingzuo found a good opportunity, reluctantly left his old mother, wife and concubine, and finally escaped back to Daming with a trick of defrauding death.

After that, Liu Xingzuo successively served under Mao Wenlong and Yuan Chonghuan, and was always depressed. It wasn't until Sun Chengzong took charge of Liaodong again that he had a place to use, and finally died in the Battle of Yongping, which was finally a bloody and loyal soul of a man from the Han family.

After Liu Xingzuo was anyway, Nurhachi finally did not kill all of his relatives for the sake of his relatives, but he still said that all Liu Xingzuo's relatives were degraded as slaves and never hired again. And Liu Fu is the youngest son born to Liu Xingzuo's concubine.

Over the years, Liu Fu has tasted the bitterness and suffering of the world, but under his mother's words and deeds, he has understood a truth since he was a child. He will always be a descendant of the Han people, and his father overcame all difficulties and abandoned his family and business to return to the Ming Dynasty, which is an example of his life.

During Liu Xingzuo's tenure as the four guards, he had many favors to the Han people, so he still has a great influence on the people. Liu Fu took advantage of the chaos in Siwei to raise the banner of rebellion in Fuzhou, but he didn't expect that so many Han people would rush to defect. After Fuzhou raised troops, Liu Fu led his army to seize the capital city of Fuzhou and killed the city guards and a group of officials. After that, he contacted the Quartet, but the four guards were mostly Manchurians, and they all had to rebel for the interests of the Chamber of Commerce.

Jierharang mobilized heavy troops to encircle and suppress Liu Fuyi's army, and Liu Fuyi's army had to withdraw from Fucheng, intending to move to Jinzhou in the southeast, hoping that after getting close to the sea, it could get the support of the Daming Naval Division on the other side of the sea. However, when he was marching to Fuxian, he was overtaken by the soldiers and horses of Jiala'e Zhenxifu and had to enter the city to defend it.

Seeing that the soldiers and horses of the Eight Banners around him are gathering more and more, but Liu Fu's righteous army is not getting any supplies, the original more than 10,000 young and strong, now there are only more than 6,000 people left, and the food in the city has long been exhausted, so I have to start killing horses to satisfy hunger, if it is surrounded for a few more days, I am afraid that the bark and grass roots in the city will be eaten up.

During the Mandate of Heaven when Nurhachi was in power, Fuzhou Wei was the main battlefield for the Ming and Qing dynasties, and Fuxian, as a subsidiary of the Fuzhou capital, was originally a small city, and now it is even more dilapidated. The Qing army outside the city has reached as many as 10,000 people, and if he wants to defend this ruined city with 6,000 tired people, Liu Fu himself knows in his heart that this may be an impossible task.

His only hope now was pinned on the young businessman who claimed to be the envoy of the Ming army, surnamed Xiao. But the subordinate was that person who didn't think so, the surname Xiao was the shopkeeper of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce, and at first glance he knew that he was a philistine and slippery, how could his words be credulous?

Thinking of this, the sadness in Liu Fu's heart spontaneously arose, looking at the people and people who followed him all the way from Fucheng to the left and right, Liu Fu felt that he was the culprit who single-handedly brought them to hell. The two generations of father and son have never forgotten the Ming Dynasty and the homeland of the Han people, but they have caused the fathers and elders in Fuzhou to suffer from swords and soldiers, and what they have done is right or wrong?

The sunset in the distance is about to set in the west, the clouds on the horizon are extraordinarily gorgeous, and the grass is lush on the endless Liaodong Plain. After the retreat, Hilford's army quickly regrouped and reorganized, and a new offensive was about to begin.

Liu Fu sighed wordlessly, picked up the saber leaning next to the battlement, and held it tightly in his hand, and the subordinates next to him had silently gathered up the few ash bottles, rolling wood, and stones. Everyone knows that once the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners attack the city, the men, women and children in this city will no longer have any life at all, and the only thing they can do at present is to do their best to kill one more Tartar.

The black and oppressive formation of the Qing army quickly approached the city courtyard again, the shallow moat had long since dried up, and it was densely covered with the corpses of the dead and wounded soldiers who attacked the city.

The sunset hides in the clouds, and the light between heaven and earth is dim, but the sun's light still shines on the earth through the gaps in the clouds, and the light and shadow are intertwined, forming a unique wonder between heaven and earth. There was a faint sound of thunder in the sky, giving people the illusion that it was going to rain.

At the head of the city, the face of the young man holding the firearm changed, and he subconsciously wrapped the firearms, ammunition and other things in his hand in cloth. But the thunder came and went, getting louder and closer.

For a while, the city and the city were a little overwhelmed by this sudden "thunder".

The thunder suddenly turned into a sharp and piercing whistling, and at the moment when the Qing army didn't know what to do, there were already more than ten black, round family mates who had already drilled into the rear camp of the Qing army with the sound of wind and thunder.

Before even the screams could be made, more than a dozen bloody passages appeared in the Qing army's array, and the loud bang marked the end of the passage. After the smoke passed, the severed limbs and stumps fell from the sky, forming a red curtain of rain in mid-air with broken flesh. How many of the Qing troops stationed outside the pass had seen such a tragic situation, and the rear army of the Qing army was instantly confused by this sudden blow, and even the troops besieging the city stopped and looked back blankly.

However, no one could have imagined that the truly distorting attack was yet to come. What had just happened seemed to be just a prologue, and in the blink of an eye, the deafening thunder sounded again, and this time, suddenly, dozens of such swarthy objects pounced on the helpless Qing army, more accurate and destructive than before.

The Qing army rushed overnight but the rough and durable shield carts, ladders, siege vehicles, wells and other equipment were like children's toys, and they were instantly trampled into pieces by giants, and the bursting shrapnel flew across the battlefield, and the Qing army struggled and howled in the smoke that could not see, but they could not even see who the enemy behind them was.

After the bombardment, the neighing of trumpets suddenly sounded in the southeast, followed by the sound of neat and powerful golden drums.

Xifu, the commander of the Qing army, was dragged out of the pile of dead by his personal entourage, but one leg had been crushed by his own mount. Xifu was almost suffocated to death, his face was extremely pale, and he looked at his mount, which had been beaten by shrunk from a cannonball that had just fallen beside him, and a good horse outside the Guanwai had become two.

"Where's the hit?" Xi Fu finally had some insight, unlike those Eight Banners soldiers who had never left their hometown, and immediately guessed that this was an attack by the enemy with artillery.

"Master!" An entourage ran through the dense fog, ran and crawled in front of him, and shouted with a crying voice: "Oh no, the Ming dog has been killed from the southeast!" It's all red flags, all over the mountains, and they're coming over step by step! ”

"Nonsense!" Although Xifu's ears were ringing, he still heard the report of his entourage, "The army of Minggou and the Koreans are fighting with Prince Zheng in Yiju, where did the Minggou army come from in this Fuzhou?" ”

"You can't go wrong!" The entourage almost cried, "The slave can see clearly, behind us is the banner of the Ming Dog, boundless, I don't know how many people there are!" None of our sentinels or the cities along the way came to report the news, and these bright dogs don't know where they came from, did they fall from the sky? ”

Xifu gasped for a moment, and a thought suddenly jumped out of his mind, "Falling from the sky!" Oh no, are these Ming dogs sailors from Phi Dao? ”

Thinking of this, Xifu could no longer calm down. The Ming army's naval division landed from Fuzhou and Jinzhou, and it could immediately form an encirclement of Jierharang in Yizhou, and now Ningguta's reinforcements are still far away, if Jierharang's army is surrounded by the Ming army, then Liaoyang, Shengjing and other places where there are any soldiers and horses that can block their progress!

Xifu reluctantly stood up with the support of his own soldiers, pulled out his saber, and shouted to his corporal to hold on to cover the retreat of the Chinese army, but the troops besieging the city in front had lost contact, and Liu Fu's civilian army in the city saw the changes outside the city, and had already killed the Qing army from the city, firmly dragging the Qing army besieging the city.

Within reach, Xifu could only see the hundreds of pro-troops in front of him through the smoke, and the relatives around him saw that the general trend was irretrievable, so they hurriedly found a war horse and helped Xifu on horseback, wanting to break through and then make plans.

But there was a shouting and killing all around, as if the Ming army was coming from all directions, just when Xifu and his own soldiers were looking around blankly, a group of cavalry in light armor came out of the dense fog silently, their faces were covered with black Ming army masks, leaving only a pair of bloodthirsty and greedy eyes outside. Unlike the previous Ming troops, these cavalrymen all had a red feather feather on their helmets.

Suddenly, Xifu was caught off guard, and before he could raise his saber, he was stabbed in the chest and abdomen by a cavalryman's rifle, and was straight off his horse.

Falling heavily to the ground, Xifu could no longer move, and a large mouthful of black blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Senpai!" One of the cavalrymen shouted in surprise: "This is a high-ranking officer Smecta, congratulations!" This time, he was rewarded with thirty taels of silver, Smecta! ”

Xifu's eyes darkened, and the last thought came to his heart, "What a, I actually died in the hands of the North Koreans!" ”R1152