There was chaos in the Pingnan Palace, with countless soldiers and servants, and the families of the officials and generals who had moved in one after another were being settled. This is a move that has never been done before, and it is also a choice that Shang Kexi has no choice of. The city is about to be destroyed, the people's hearts are scattered, and it is not for nothing that people abandon their families and relatives and are loyal to their lives, but Li Youcai is not the only one who has different intentions, and then there is a rebellion, which is enough to make the defeat come faster and more completely.

The noise of the chaos caused Shang Kexi a headache, not only the women, children, and children who moved from outside, but also the people in the mansion. Shang Kexi has been quiet in Guangdong for many years, but he has not been idle, and the concubines have accepted thirty rooms, and there are groups of children and grandchildren, and this big family is afraid that there will be more than 100 people. Coupled with the maids and servants, it is conservatively estimated that there are one or two thousand people.

The outer city fell in one day, and anyone with a discerning eye knew that the inner city was not far from being broken. People are flustered, and they are planning to get out and survive; The child cries, the adult screams, if the huge palace is not guarded by personal soldiers, I am afraid that the tree will be scattered.

“…… Anyway, those who make meritorious service are spared death, those who surrender will be punished for their crimes, and those who resist will be beheaded all over the house; All puppet officials, soldiers, etc., who can capture Shang Yisheng and sacrifice or behead him to surrender, the official is appointed to his original position, and the soldier will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver......"

There is nothing out of the ordinary, the prince of Xifeng; It's just that the original position is commissioned, and the reward is 100 taels of silver. This should have been seen as child's play, but now it is a contempt and insult. At the same time, he also told everyone that Shang Kexi is already a turtle in the urn, and it is impossible to escape with wings, and there is no day to die.

Is that really the case? I didn't think about it when the outer city was not broken, but now I am cowering in the inner city, and there is really only one way to perish. Shang Ke sighed sadly, everyone else can surrender anyway, but he can't. At this moment, he thought of Kong Youde, who was buried in the fire in Guilin, and I am afraid that he should be in the same mood as him at this time when he is embattled!

Pour yourself a glass of wine. After drinking it in one sip, the wine suddenly became bitter and choked, which made Shang Kexi cough nonstop.

The noise suddenly became louder, and Shang Kexi's mood was already extremely bad, and a wave of anger arose, and his arm was pulled. The wine jug and the vegetable plate fell to the ground with a clatter, and it was a mess.

"Why is it noisy, I want to die?" Shang Kexi roared.

The soldiers outside the door hurried in, but they couldn't tell what was happening outside. It's just that Shang Kexi didn't have to wait long, and the guards at the gate of the mansion had already gotten the news and came in to report that the city was broken!

On a sunny day, it was like a thunderbolt, and Shang Kexi was completely wooden. Despite the psychological preparation for the breakdown of the city, but so quickly. So suddenly, but I never expected it.

The noise and bustle outside was even more boiling, and it was clear that the news had spread in the house, causing confusion and panic. Shang Kexi was stunned for a moment, and he also understood in his heart that someone must have rebelled again, otherwise how could there be no continuous and fierce shelling. and the inner city was breached.

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When the fire broke out in the city, it had just retreated into the inner city. The soldiers and horses were complicated, and the newly defeated people were unstable, and the Qing army was immediately a little chaotic. Almost all the generals with brains are cold in their hearts, and there are fires in many places, which is by no means caused by accident, not that there is another rebellion. It's the spies of the Ming Army who sneaked in. Although they did not receive an order, all the commanders sent people to the place of the accident to check out.

Miao Wenxiu and Wu Qizhen launched at this time, and suddenly broke out to kill people at the north gate with their respective personal soldiers, and a fire set the city tower on fire.

Seeing the fire signal, the Ming commandos immediately attacked. The chaos under the city made it impossible for the Qing army to meet it with all its might. After paying a small number of casualties, the demolition team finally delivered the gunpowder pack to the city gate, and after a loud bang, the north gate was blown open and the Ming army swarmed in.

The improvement of blasting skills is not only limited to tunnels, but also in external blasting, and sappers have also made great progress. At some point, this external blasting was more powerful and faster than artillery bombardment.

The north gate was broken, the Ming army poured in, the ferocious advance, and the persuasion and guidance of Miao Wenxiu and Wu Qizhen's troops surrendered, and the Qing army collapsed faster than the outer city. In the final analysis, it is still unpredictable, and at this life-and-death juncture, the selfish side is exposed. The commander is stubborn, but the soldiers below may not accompany him to death, and even for the reward of silver, in order to get pardon, many people have their eyes on their own commander.

A sharp whistle sounded, the platoon guns spewed fire, and white smoke rose, which was quickly blown away by the wind. Habu stepped forward, and a platoon of soldiers stepped forward with their guns drawn, raised, and pulled the trigger.

The assault department naturally selected skilled and powerful troops, and they advanced quickly, thanks to the initial confusion of the Qing army and the shouts of surrendering troops.

"Surrender or kill!"

"Whoever kills the chief official will be rewarded with silver and land!"

"Don't sell your life to Shang Yi!"

These Qing soldiers who had just surrendered worked very hard in order to perform well, and the persuasion to surrender in this situation naturally had no worse effect.

"Boom!" With a bang, hundreds of projectiles erupted, weaving a big net of death, covering the Qing army on the opposite side, and the screams and wails suddenly covered the officers' hoarse shouts and scoldings.

Habu coldly drew his bayonet, and a wounded Qing soldier who fell to the ground was splashed with blood and fell weakly, begging for mercy to no avail.

"How far is it?" Habu turned to ask the guide beside him.

The guide was frightened, his dull gaze was removed from the fallen corpse, and he was asked by Habu unhappily before he stammered: "No, it is not far away, and two more streets away is the palace." ”

"Speed up and go straight to the palace." Habu roared loudly, taking advantage of the fact that the enemy on the opposite side had just been bombarded by Fran's cannons, and directed his men to move forward.

The most important target is naturally Shang Kexi's palace, and the greatest battle achievement is naturally to capture or kill Shang Kexi, and the Ming army that broke into the inner city was not only Habu who had such an idea, and many troops were fiercely attacking the palace along the streets and alleys. The closer they got, the fiercer the resistance of the Qing army became, and most of the troops placed around the palace were naturally under the control of Shang Kexi's cronies, who were trapped and fighting, which slowed down the advance of the Ming army.

But this has nothing to do with the overall situation, even if Shang Kexi puts on his armor and personally supervises the formation, it is just a little more delay and more life. The influx of the Ming army was becoming more and more obvious in numbers, outflanking and advancing the onslaught, and victory was only a matter of time.

When Habu vaguely saw the gate of the palace, his soldiers had grown from more than 100 to just over 50. The flames, rising from the inner courtyard of the palace, were not caused by artillery fire, but the soot of self-immolation. The flames rose higher and higher, and a miserable cry was heard from inside the closed door. (To be continued......)