And next to him, there were piles of corpses, both Ming officers and soldiers, and Jurchen soldiers, but more importantly, the Han people he ordered to grab and dig ditches from the surrounding villages, but he didn't even look at them, stepped straight over these corpses, and walked forward proudly.

"The Great Khan has an order, take Liaoyang, and the children of the Han people can take it for themselves and hurry up"

Then, suddenly, he felt that something was wrong.

Bands of soldiers in armor and white flags suddenly burst out from his unit and joined the siege.

This is a soldier with a white flag

Amin's heart suddenly burned with irrepressible anger.

Huang Taiji, this bastard, didn't see anyone just now, but now that he has conquered the city, he is rushing to attack

Enraged, he swung his whip at the soldier next to him, causing the other party's face to be covered in blood.

"Why don't you go and give them an order to step up their attack, hurry into the city, and don't let the people with the white flag get the benefits"

Behind the array of the Jianzhou Jurchen Jin army, Nurhachi, the great khan of the Later Jin Kingdom, was also watching the offensive and defensive battles on the city.

Under his gaze, the Jianzhou Jurchen Jin army easily repelled the soldiers at the head of the Ming army and was rushing towards the city.

Easy, too easy.

His original intention to weaken Amin and Huang Taiji with the help of the Ming army could not be realized because of the weakness of the Ming army.

Why are the Han people becoming more and more unbeaten? In this situation, even he couldn't help but have such doubts.

"Is there no one for the Han people?" The Great Khan, who was already in his sixties, suddenly sighed half happily and half regretfully.

When he was young, he had seen the strength of the Li family's army, and even when he raised the army, he was often a little uneasy. Unexpectedly, after twenty years, the behemoth that once seemed unshakable was now weak to such a point, and he could only let him gallop in Liaodong, and there was no way to do it

After a few moments, he regained his spirits - no matter what, the city of Liaoyang was about to fall, and he was about to become the Great Khan who ruled Liaodong, which was good news.

"Pass the order, don't hurt Yuan Yingtai, capture him alive" Then, he gave a new order to the soldiers next to him.

If he can capture a Ming Governor alive and make him surrender, he will definitely be able to give the Great Tomorrow and all the Han people a great humiliation, he was cold in his heart

With the defeat of the Ming army, the city defense battle of Liaoyang City has entered the end. In the evening, under the continuous attack of the Jianzhou Jurchen Jin army, the city gate tower had already caught fire, and the Jurchens swarmed into the city from Xiaoximen, and the city was already in chaos, with the sound of fighting and crying everywhere.

Liaoyang City was already doomed to fall into the hands of the Jurchens.

Yuan Yingtai, who was on the city tower, was still standing on the city tower at this time, looking blankly at the current qiē.

He was wearing a full set of official uniforms, holding a sword given by the emperor, and looked blankly at the group of braided soldiers who swarmed in like an ordinary review.

With his understanding of Jiannu, of course he knew that Liaoyang would suffer a fate after the fall: this kind of big city, which had condensed the efforts of millions of Liao people for a hundred years, would become a nest of bandits for Jiannu, and he didn't know when he would be able to regain his glory and become the rivers and mountains of the Han people; The Han Chinese soldiers and civilians in the city will face an unprecedented looting, many will die in the looting of the Jurchen soldiers, and those who survive will be reduced to slavery and mistreated as if they were worse than death.

"We are incompetent, we have a negative heart, we harm the people, and we deserve death."

Yuan Yingtai's mind suddenly kept echoing Zhang Quan's self-talk just now.

He's right, we all deserve death

The military generals who are afraid of the enemy like tigers in Liaodong, the civil ministers who talk about misleading the country, the prison army who escaped from the battle, and the princes of Gon who are still fighting in the temple should not die? Without these people like us, why would the people of Liaodong suffer such a strange disaster

"We deserve death for our crimes......" Under the agitation of his mood, he couldn't help muttering to himself.

The tower was already on fire, and although the flames had not yet risen to the top, it was enough to threaten his life. But he didn't care, because he had decided to end his life right here.

Yes, in the past two hundred years of Huanghuang, even if an emperor has been captured, the Ming Dynasty has never had a high-ranking civil servant surrender to the barbarians, maybe he can save his life, but Yuan Yingtai himself never wants to be the first of this shame. The superintendent of the Ming Dynasty must not fall into the hands of the Jurchens and become a tool for them to humiliate the emperor and the Ming Dynasty.

There were already a few feet of white silk hanging on the beam, ready to ⊥ him to the final doom.

So he's not in a hurry.

He was still wondering why a barbarian tribe with such a small number was able to force him to the point of forcing the Ming Dynasty, the most prosperous and prosperous country in the world, to such an extent, what was wrong with him?

If Li Chengliang had killed Nurhachi back then

If you had exterminated this Jurchen tribe before

If the various civilian and military generals did not have their own selfish intentions to restrain each other, but worked hard to serve the country

If there are these ifs, then why not

Yuan Yingtai looked at the red and changing flames downstairs, and countless thoughts swept through him in an instant.

At the beginning, after he came to Liaodong, he was also ambitious, but when he started to do things, he was surrounded by a lot of obstacles, and in the end nothing was accomplished.

Now that it has fallen to this point, it can be regarded as self-inflicted. Yuan Yingtai smiled bitterly.

The news of Zhang Quan over there hasn't come yet, I don't know how he is doing? Is there a little better than yourself, is there a little more than yourself to kill a slave?

It should be, Zhang Quan's ability, Yuan Yingtai still admires it.

However, judging from the current form, no matter how well Zhang Quan guards over there, there is no way to save the overall situation, and what awaits him is only the final defeat.

In the end, he will also end up in the same fate as himself - that's right, through Guò's understanding of Zhang Quan, Yuan Yingtai knows that the other party will make the same choice as himself and die for the country.

Martyrdom.

It's four words that are light, but how heavy they are

General soldiers He Shixian and You Shigong, staff generals Xia Guoqing and Zhang Gang, Zhizhou Duan Zhan, Tongzhi Chen Fuguang, and Sichuan and Zhejiang General Chen Ce suddenly A personal figure flashed in Yuan Yingtai's mind.

These people were all his colleagues, and they all fought against the Jurchens in the previous battle of Shenyang and were martyred.

They can do it, but as an overseer, how can I not do it?

The corners of Yuan Yingtai's mouth moved slightly, and he pulled out a difficult wry smile.

He had already realized his fate and was not afraid of death, but at this time his heart was filled with a kind of fear, an inexplicable fear of the future.

From the vague and distorted faces of these Jurchen soldiers below the city, full of excitement after killing and plundering, he felt a kind of fear, a vague fear of the future of "Huaxia".

There is the beauty of the uniform, and the great summer of etiquette, if this group of people is killed into the pass...... Is there still Huaxia?

I don't know how many prosperous towns will be in ruins; I don't know how many Han people will become unjust souls and dry bones; I don't know how many Chinese elites will become barbarians?

We have misled the country, so that we have today's end, and it is not a pity to die, but the Ming Dynasty in the Guan, hundreds of millions of living beings, what should I do when the time comes, who will save them

Who will save them

can only hope that the next superintendent of the imperial court can turn the tide, no, it must be able to, if not, it will be all over, the Ming Dynasty still has thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in the pass, and there are still hundreds of millions of people, as long as the Son of Heaven cheers up, the three armies are powerful, the civil and military are not greedy for money and do not hesitate to die, why worry about the little slave will not be destroyed? The old Ming Sutra told himself countless times.

Although he has been in the court for a long time, he knows how ridiculous this idea is, but at this moment, he can only comfort himself with this thought.

Time is running out, the Jurchens have poured into the city in large numbers and are killing the city tower, and although the pro-soldiers under the city tower are struggling to resist, they obviously can't support it for too long in front of these Jurchen soldiers who have killed red eyes.

It's time too.

Yuan Yingtai let out a long sigh, as if he was sighing for himself, for the people of Liaodong, and for the fate of the Ming court.

Then, he barely moved up and stiffened, slowly knelt down to the southwest, and apologized for his mistakes and those of others to the great tomorrow who was far away in Beijing.

"Open your eyes," he muttered, then walked over to the stool and kicked it over.

Liaodong was defeated, Liaodong Jinglu Yuan Yingtai committed suicide, and the two big cities of Shenyang and Liaoyang were occupied by the Jianzhou Jurchens.

It is said that at this time the court is Donglin in power, it is the so-called "Zhongzheng Ying Dynasty" season, the book all say, all the people are in the Ying Dynasty, are the country is rich and the people are strong, the wild and virtuous, the four Yi surrendered, what Jurchen Tartar is not worth mentioning, the reason why it is still rampant and arrogant, presumably has not been influenced by the great virtue of the virtuous ministers of Donglin, and after feeling the virtue, it will naturally not harass the border town, but will be called the minister Nagong.

Therefore, there is no need to take this kind of scabies to heart, and it is the right thing to let the current holy lord depreciate the evil and choose the virtue of Donglin.

In the case of moving the palace, the Donglin Party made great efforts, and naturally they wanted to be rewarded for their meritorious deeds, and all the key positions of the six cabinets and the Metropolitan Procuratorate must be all Donglin people.

This matter was fine when the Apocalypse first ascended the throne, but now it is becoming more and more difficult to do, because the Son of Apocalypse, like the previous Sons of Heaven, began to involve his cronies and eunuchs in the business.

From the inner study hall to the twenty-four yamen errands, the eunuchs who have been trained for ten or twenty years are not young geniuses with little experience, in addition to their physical disabilities, they are more proficient in political disputes and government affairs than the scholars of the outer court who only know how to form parties and fight.

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