I don't know if it's good luck or bad luck, Dachun was not beheaded, and his body was still the same as when he was just dragged to the city. It's just that a rope was wrapped around his neck, and he was hung straight and straight on the head of the Jubaomen Urn City.

Da Chun's body has dozens of neat wounds, which were caused by the spears of the Ming army after being dragged to the head of the city, and a pair of knives made of stainless steel in his hand did not even have time to pick up a knife flower, which became a trophy in the hands of the Ming army.

The corpse hanging high in the city, kept swaying with the wind, although the face was a decaying blue and white, but the corners of the mouth were faintly revealing a helpless and sad smile, that smile was facing the Qing soldiers who swooped up like an ant colony under the city, more like a sympathy and mockery.

In the past two days, just to retrieve Da Chun's body, the Qing army's green battalion has paid hundreds of lives. Da Chun is a solid mountain Ezhen with a blue flag, a famous general in the Eight Banners, and a henchman under Bolo. His killing made Bolo furious, Zheng Zhilong's army was defeated in Fujian, originally thought that the area around Jiangsu and Zhejiang was extremely empty, but he didn't expect to gnaw two stinky and hard bones in Anqing and Nanjing one after another.

Enraged, Bolo vows to take back Dachun's body, more for his own face. The dignified Eight Banners are solid, and the body was actually hung at the head of the city by the Han people, such a shame and great shame has never been seen since the establishment of the Eight Banners. What's more, when Wu Sangui led the army, he was invincible and invincible, and he even drove Zheng Zhilong like a lost dog, how could it be that when it was time for him to lead the army, he encountered setbacks again and again.

The consequence of Bolo's anger was that he drove the soldiers of the Green Battalion to storm the gates of various cities in Nanjing at all costs, and the Treasure Gate was even more offensive here for two days. Except for the night, it never stops.

The Han generals Qin Guanglian, Liu Zhiyuan, Wu Shoujin and others were heartbroken and wanted to commit suicide by hitting the wall. The elite soldiers of the green battalion, who were finally pulled up, were consumed under the city of Nanjing little by little. Now the battle of other city gates is not smooth, although the battle situation in Qingjiang Gate, Sanshan Gate and other places is fierce, but the Ming army is relying on sharp firearms to firmly suppress the Qing army, to the fourth day of this siege, the Qing army is not able to move forward. Others, such as the Water West Gate, etc. It was even more impossible to get close, and the Qing army's naval division was already seriously injured in Anqing, and there was nothing to be done in the face of the Jinchuan River and Qinhuai River outside Nanjing, and attacking from the waterway could only kill themselves.

"Lord Belle!" Qin Guanglian and the others knelt down in front of Bo Luo with a thud, "You can't fight like this anymore!" The city of Nanjing is vast and strong, even if we have 200,000 horses, we will not be able to last long if we consume them out of thin air! With such a fierce attack, the casualties of the soldiers were too great. It's not a safe plan, please beware of it! ”

"Fart!" Bolo turned around and kicked Qin Guanglian out directly, "Don't think that Ben Baylor doesn't know what you have in mind. Don't forget, you people, now you are the people of the Qing Dynasty, and you are enjoying the benefits of my Qing Dynasty. The Han people's self-protection of the army will not work in front of Benbele! Nanjing is now an isolated city. Zhu Ping'an fought a decisive battle with the main force of our Qing Dynasty in the north, and Zheng Zhilong retreated to Fujian. Looking at the whole world, who else can come to reinforce Nanjing. This is a God-given opportunity, after conquering the imperial capital of the Ming people, our army can drive straight in, and the land in the south of the Yangtze River is only in control, and at this time, you can give up lightly! ”

Liu Zhiyuan and Wu Shoujin were at a loss to help Qin Guanglian, who was foaming blood in his mouth. Naturally, he didn't dare to say a word more. Bolo snorted coldly, "If you don't want to attack the city again, then go to the back camp and rest happily, and see how Benbel took this Nanjing City!" With that, he turned away. Shouting loudly, his subordinates drove the soldiers to pounce on the treasure gate again.

Qin Guanglian, who was supported by the two, was kicked violently in the chest by Bolo, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he struggled to argue with Bolo, but was dragged out by Liu Zhiyuan and Wu Shoujin.

"I knew that today, I didn't say anything at the beginning that I shouldn't have taken refuge in this Manchu Tartar!" Walking out for a long distance, Qin Guanglian broke free from the entanglement of the two, stood up straight, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and said fiercely.

"Old Qin, don't talk nonsense!" Liu Zhiyuan and Wu Shoujin hurriedly dissuaded, and there were bannermen of the Eight Banners of the Qing Army in all directions, and the two peeked around, looking very cautious.

"Am I wrong?" Qin Guanglian still refused to give up, "Although the prince is now considered the king of Pingxi, but you ask yourself, where does he have a little bit of the prince's power now, in front of a Baylor, he still has to be submissive, bow down and obey orders, and be a good commander of the army, but he was forced to divide his troops to the south ......, leaving us to suffer from the anger of those Tartars, just in the past few days, how many people have our green battalion lost, according to this way of fighting, or in less than a month, it will be time for the three of us to be the dead soldiers of the charge!" ”

Liu Zhiyuan hurriedly covered Qin Guanglian's mouth, "Old Qin, the more you talk about you, the more energetic you are, how can these Manchurians treat us as human beings, they are just domestic slaves raised by them, and they are not even as good as domestic slaves." If it weren't for the lack of major generals and the lack of sufficient troops to attack Jiangnan, where would we still be in the position. ”

Wu Shoujin looked around and no one paid attention, and then said cautiously: "Lao Qin, it's not me and Lao Wu who said you, the prince just came to the secret letter in the previous calendar, and the letter mentioned that he didn't worry about your mouth, so there are some things that I have repeatedly told the two of us to tell you when the time comes!" ”

"The prince has sent a letter?" Qin Guangyi suddenly came to his senses, and grabbed Wu Shoujin's arm, "The prince has any important things to explain, quickly transfer me back to the headquarters, it's really not a human life here!" ”

Wu Shoujin whispered: "The prince has an order!" Don't deliberately contradict these Manchurians, Taoguang is obscure, endure humiliation, our army is marching into Guangdong and Fujian, if we can annex Zheng Zhilong's territory, we can easily cut the land as the king, and when the time comes, we don't need to look at anyone's face. As soon as the dust settles down, send us a letter immediately, and we can lead our soldiers and horses south to move closer to the prince's army, and the prince will send someone to answer him! ”

Before the words fell, the sound of the mountain and tsunami sounded again at the Jubao Gate, and seeing the fires everywhere under the city gate, even if the rumbling explosions were so far away, you could still feel the tremors of the earth.

The faces of the three of them changed in unison, and they all ran wildly, ran to a high ground, snatched the clairvoyant mirror from their own soldiers, and looked towards the city gate.

As the flames of the explosion rose, I saw the soldiers of the Qing army being blown up in the flames and had nowhere to hide. Some black things were constantly thrown from the top of the city, and when they fell to the ground, a ball of fire suddenly erupted, and all the soldiers in the area were harmed.

Liu Zhiyuan's white face was red as if he was about to drip blood at this time, and said with a trembling voice: "This is not the 10,000 enemies in the Ming military camp, it can't be so small, if it's 10,000 enemies, this momentum is much bigger than now, and it is impossible to throw it so far!" ”

Wu Shoujin also looked at it very carefully, "Isn't it the kind of grenade that Zhu Ping'an's army said?" ”

Qin Guanglian shook his head, "It doesn't look like it, this power is even smaller than that Zhu Ping'an's grenade!" ”

Watching the soldiers of the Qing army fall one after another in the firelight, in the blink of an eye, the corpses under the city accumulated layer by layer again, and the three of them had a pain in their flesh, these are all soldiers and horses of the green battalion, according to this Bolo's lifeless fighting style, these belongings of the green battalion will be squandered in a few days.

Liu Zhiyuan couldn't help gritting his teeth, "This Shi Kefa is just a scholar, I have long heard that although this person is upright, he is only a middle-aged person, how can he fight, but it is so difficult!" ”

Qin Guanglian sighed and shook his head, "Either I underestimated that Shi Kefa, or there were masters around him to help, or the words of the prince, Mo Waist underestimated the heroes of the world!" ”

Seeing the Qing soldiers under the city wailing and rolling in the flames of war, even Shi Kefa, who secretly came to the city, had a twitch in his heart, seven or eight out of ten of the Qing soldiers under the city were Han Chinese, such a tragic fight made Shi Kefa feel a little sighing in shock.

"A beautiful woman, why a thief!"

But at this time, Shi Kefa's heart was much more steady, standing on top of the dysprosium tower, looking at the backs of Yan Yingyuan and Chen Mingyu from a distance, he also had to admire Zhu Ping'an's wisdom in knowing people.

For several days, although the gates of Nanjing were attacked by the Qing army, the main direction of the Qing army's attack was still on the line of Jubaomen, which Yan Yingyuan expected. Killing the Blue Flag Gushan Ezhen Dachun relied on the iron rope hook and crossbow involved in Yan Yingyuan, although it was simple, but it was really effective. Today, it is Chen Ming's fire bricks and wooden guns that have played a great role.

The craftsmen from Jiangyin designed and manufactured these gadgets, which seem to be ordinary, but they have extraordinary effects. The fire bricks are only three or four inches in size, and contain flammable materials such as fire oil, whether they fall to the ground or fall on people's bodies, they will ignite when touched; The wooden hammer contained gunpowder and iron water chestnut, and after igniting the fuse, it was thrown into the city, and the wood chips and iron water chestnut shot out in all directions, and the explosion of gunpowder could make the Qing army within ten steps around fall a piece.

The Qing army relied on the advantage of numbers, although there were heavy casualties, but there will still be many people climb up to the city, the city has just gone through a fierce battle, the Ming army also lost more than 300 people, but seeing that Yan Yingyuan and Chen Mingyu still look like a command, Shi Kefa is also a lot more relieved.

Just about to turn around and go down to the city to prepare the defenders' food for the night and warm cotton clothes, Lu Jiude hurriedly ran up to the city with a panicked face, and saw that there were soldiers on all sides, but he hurriedly invited Shi Kefa to a secluded place.

"Cabinet Department, the battle report I just received, Jiangyin, has fallen!" (To be continued......)