Li Xin took Cao Huachun to see Haoge, and he was greatly disappointed by his crazy look, the prince should always have some royal bearing, how did he make it so unbearable. He tried to talk to Hauge, but he didn't expect to be scolded for being bloody.

"You old gelding doesn't pee on yourself, can anyone be bullied when this king is the king?"

Seeing that Cao Huachun was made to be disgraced, Li Xin hurriedly ordered someone to take Haura away.

"Lord Admiral atoned for his sins, this Hauge spirit was stimulated, and his words and deeds were perverse......"

Cao Huachun has read countless people, but he really can't tell whether this Haoge is true or false, at least this madness is something that ordinary people can't play, but if this person is crazy, it is really up for debate. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Qiu Ba in front of him, this person invited himself to talk secretly, not just to see Hauge.

"If you have something to say, you might as well say it directly!"

……

It was another sunny and sunny day, but the outside of the city of Daming Jingshi was already in dire straits. Thousands of Tartar soldiers and ants attacked the city, and the mountains shook with shouts and shouts, and the defenders of the city were all terrified.

The eunuch Fang Zhenghua, the governor of the Beijing camp, overlooked the siege army at the head of the city, his face was determined and fearless, since Cao Huachun resigned from the post of a qiē, the messenger of the commander of the Beijing camp could not be his turn this time, but he was too incompetent before, because he was afraid of the emperor's guilt, he hanged himself on the night of the siege of the city by the Tartars, and he was ordered to supervise the Beijing camp as the chief of ceremonies and the pen.

After observing the Tartar offensive, Fang Zhenghua snorted twice and returned to the chair he had prepared for him and sat down, continuing to oversee the battle to defend the city.

The celebrant and supervisor Si Zhengdu Zhizhi couldn't hold his breath, jumped up and down, saw that the Tartar was powerful, and for a while, he was in chaos, and came to Fang Zhenghua.

"Fang, Fang Gong, look at this posture Tartar, it is very fierce, if you climb up to the top of the city, you have another case, why don't you go down to the city......"

Fang Zhenghua grabbed Du Zhizhi, who was trembling, and soothed: "Although it is impossible for the Beijing camp to go out of the city to fight, it is more than enough to defend this city wall, don't worry, come and sit with me, and wait for the Tartars to retreat!" ”

Where is Du Zhizhi willing to believe, thinking that Fang Zhenghua is just tricking him, but he is the commander of Jingying, and he is the master of ceremonies, and he is just a small Si Zheng under him, so he naturally can't go down to the city alone to take refuge, so he has to stand behind Fang Zheng with trembling.

"No, no, let's stand......"

He swallowed the second half of the sentence in his stomach, and once the Tartar was in the city, it was better to stand than to run while sitting.

The Qing army tried to storm the city several times, but the defenders repulsed them one by one. Although Fang Zhenghua said it easily, in fact, his heart has always been hanging, and no one can guarantee that there will be no accidents, but as the governor of Beijing, how can he leak his fear first.

Boom......

"The Tartars have fired ......"

Du Zhizhi's words were covered by the rumbling cannon, Fang Zhenghua felt a pang in his heart, his predecessor was forced to hang himself alive by this Hongyi cannon, but there were no soldiers to fight in the city, and there was only a part of staring at the city, and going out of the city to meet the enemy would only accelerate the casualties of the Beijing camp, and there was no benefit in the war.

"Fang Gong, look, reinforcements!"

As Du Zhizhi shouted loudly, Fang Zhenghua stood up and shot his gaze over the female wall towards the battlefield. Seeing that a group of people from north to south had been glued together with the Qing army, he looked closely, but saw that the scarlet battle flag was written in shadows, "Jizhen ......" a few big words.

In fact, as long as you see the word Jizhen, it is enough, and Fang Zhenghua can already be sure that this is the soldier of Chen Guowei, the chief soldier of Jizhen. The Tartar Dolgon Left Wing Army destroyed the border wall and entered the Kou, and the first to defeat was the Jizhen soldiers, but I didn't expect Chen Guowei to pull the team up again so quickly, which also became the first Qinwang army to rush to Beijing.

The arrival of the Jizhen soldiers brought a lot of shock to the Qing army, and the rear wing was shocked and began to become chaotic, and the morale of the Han army besieging the city was greatly hit, and the offensive was frustrated, and the pressure on the city was suddenly relieved. According to common sense, at this time, the city should immediately send soldiers and horses to join Chen Guowei outside the city, but after all, it is a Beijing division, and there are countless Tartar soldiers gathered outside the city gate, and the city gate must not be opened lightly, even if important people want to enter and exit, they need to be hung up and down by rope baskets.

Fang Zhenghua walked a few steps to the edge of the city wall, and looked out with the female wall probe in his hand, but was stopped by Du Zhizhi and pulled back.

"Don't, don't, beware of Tartar feather arrows!"

Du Zhizhi's worries are not unreasonable, stray arrows shoot and injure the guards of the city from time to time, and he is also concerned and anxious before leaning out. Looking at the battlefield again, Chen Guowei's Ji Zhen soldiers have become more and more tightly entangled with the rear wing of the Tartar, and the brows of Fang Zhenghua are becoming tighter and tighter.

……

Under the city of the Ming Dynasty, in the face of the surprise attack of the Ming army, the rear wing of the Qing army fell into chaos, and under the protection of the Chinese army, the Prince of Rui, Dolgon, looked as usual, and did not seem to put this Ming army in his eyes.

At this time, the left and right flanks of the Qing army had already met, and Du Du, as the deputy commander of the right wing army, should obey Dolgon's dispatch, and this siege was the newly annexed Han army under his command.

"It's Chen Guowei, this son was defeated by King Rui first, how dare he come again? I really don't know whether to live or die! ”

Du Du also recognized the commander of the Ming army with the banner, and when he talked about it, he didn't see Chen Guowei's arrival as a threat at all, and only heard Dolgon sigh lightly.

"He's deliberately looking for death, so let's help him!"

Dolgon motioned to the flag-holding armor beside him, and ordered the flag to change, and the light cavalry covering the two wings was dispatched, and in an instant, it was like two sharp blades, one left and one right, straight into Chen Guowei's department.

Du Du said with a smile: "The Ming army is really strange, the last time Lu Xiangsheng committed suicide, this time Chen Guowei also followed in his footsteps!" ”

Dolgon seemed to sigh, and stretched out his hand to point to the scarred city of Beijing in the bright sun.

"Don't you know that it is the great tomorrow who sits on the dragon chair in the middle of the city and forces these loyal ministers and good generals to die willingly one by one!"

Du Du smiled and agreed, Lu Xiangsheng Jia Zhuang begged for the death, which made him very impressed, but I don't know if he is begging for benevolence at this moment. Dorgon said, "If they don't die, it's better to live than to die!" ”

Du Du sprinkled, the general of the defeated army, lost his division and lost his land, and the courtiers were impeached, this official of the Ming court was really thorny step by step, and if he was not careful, he would fall into the abyss and never recover.

"In this way, King Rui, a good man, has to do it to the end!"

"That's nature!"

Dolgon's face suddenly turned cold.

"Order, kill them all, not a single one will be left!"

With the addition of the cavalry of the Qing army, Chen Guowei's more than 10,000 Ji Zhen soldiers gradually became exhausted, and finally showed the signs of collapse.

In the city of Beijing, Du Zhizhi screamed again and again.

"Gong Fang, Gong Fang, General Chen is very bad, but why don't you withdraw?"

Fang Zhenghua smiled bitterly, I'm afraid that in Chen Guowei's position, the best choice is the same. Now as the commander of the capital camp, he has no choice but to watch this reinforcement force be wiped out by the Tartars. After a long time, he finally couldn't bear to watch from the wall anymore and turned away.

"Let's postpone this in advance, long live is enough to worry about, and it won't help if you know it now."

After a while, I only heard Du Zhizhi screaming here.

"Fang Gong come and see, Tartar, Tartar ......"

Why look at it again, Fangzhenghua can already imagine that there is only one end for these Ming soldiers.

"Jing, Jingguan!"

Fang Zhenghua's heart jumped suddenly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "What did you say?" ”

"The Tartars are here, and they are in the base of the capital!"

Du Zhizhi Muran replied.

What is Kyokan? Gather enemy corpses and become a high mound!

Fang Zhenghua turned around and looked down at the female wall, only to see that the Tartars cut off the heads of the Ming soldiers one by one, and then piled them on both sides of the Desheng Gate, that is, the city gate at the foot of Fang Zhenghua, and the remaining corpses of the Ming soldiers were lined up behind the heads.

The defenders of the capital camp in the city finally understood what the Tartars wanted to do under the city. All of a sudden, the eyes of the Ming soldiers were cracked, and they almost wanted to drop blood, and several deputy generals took the initiative to ask for help, wanting to go out of the city to fight and extinguish the prestige of the Tartars. were all rejected by Fang Zhenghua one by one, this is the effect that Dolgon wanted, he humiliated the Ming soldiers so much, in addition to hitting the morale of the Ming army, he wanted the Ming generals to mess up and go out of the city to fight. As long as he went out of the city to fight, he fell for the vicious tricks of Dorgon.

After forcibly suppressing the Lang tide of soldiers who took the initiative to ask for battle, a commotion began to spread among the defenders of Beijing, and some people had already coaxed it in private, and the admiral eunuch was timid and afraid of battle......

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen bloody Jingguan fortresses rose up outside the Desheng Gate, and it was shocking to look down from afar, and thousands of hollow and solidified faces of the Ming army seemed to be endlessly mocking this city gate.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The Hongyi cannons rang out again in rows, and the ground under their feet seemed to tremble, and several solid cannonballs smashed on the masonry exterior wall, splashing countless fragments.

"Break the city!"

"Break the city!"

Ten thousand voices converged into the two words "breaking the city", like a drum and a heavy hammer, hitting the ears and hearts of the city soldiers again and again.

The Forbidden City, Fengtian Palace, with a "bang", the celadon bowl in the hand of the great emperor fell to the ground and shattered, and the black-brown juice flowed to the ground. Due to the all-night work, the emperor suffered insomnia all night long, and even took medicine in time for the early dynasty.

Zhu Youzhen frowned, and it seemed that some voice faintly entered the main hall.

"Aiqing, can you hear the noise?" Zhu Youzhen was asking Yang Sichang, who was closest to him.

Yang Sichang listened attentively, the sound of the porcelain bowl shattering, so that the officials did not even dare to breathe out of the atmosphere, and the sound of the needle falling could almost be heard in the quiet hall, where was there any abnormal sound. Yang Sichang's nose was sore, and the emperor worked hard day and night, almost hallucinating.

Zhu Youzhen also felt that he should be suspicious, where there was any voice, so he changed the topic.

"I don't know what the situation of the battle outside the city is today, hasn't Fang Zhenghua been handed in yet?"

The second half of the sentence was said to the little eunuch beside him.

At the same time, Fang Zhenghua, who was above the Desheng Gate in the north of the city, dried the ink in his hand, handed it to Du Zhizhi, and then waved his hand:

"Go ahead!"

Du Zhizhi was just about to leave, staring at the outside of the city with a pair of eyes, but he couldn't move away from anything.