Inside the city of Moscow.

Alexei Mikhainrovich Fyodor, emperor of the Rakshasa Empire, is in his Chinese New Year's Eve.

Standing on top of a snow-covered castle in the bitter cold wind.

Look at the army outside the city that is attacking.

Fyodor II's face did not change much, but remained gloomy throughout.

Here it comes.

The most vicious enemy has finally arrived.

The Rakshasa Empire is about to face the most serious challenge, and if it fails to defeat these demonic enemies and await the fate of the empire, there is only complete destruction.

So is it okay to run away?

What about choosing to surrender?

Or do you call on the soldiers and civilians to disperse and maneuver around until they are all destroyed?

But Fyodor II's choice is only one word, that is, to fight, fight to the death, never compromise, even if all are destroyed, he cannot become a slave who loses his freedom and personality.

As for the impossibility of escaping, the current western part of Europe encountered a huge fleet floating from the sea, the Kingdom of Britain fell, the nobility was slaughtered, and then the Gallic Republic was wiped out, the nobility was slaughtered, and then swept all the way, destroying dozens of ancient kingdoms, the ruling system of the aristocracy, completely reduced to history, even the extremely powerful pope, had to bow his head, declared surrender to the power of the world, and was forced to sacrifice a large amount of treasure to save the life of the whole family, otherwise all of them wanted to live.

Therefore, for Fyodor II, the option of fleeing to the west is tantamount to asking for his own death, and it is impossible to survive at all, but he is targeted by the jackal on the other side and actively sent into the tiger's mouth, both ends are blocked, and there is no way to retreat.

Moreover, in this winter, the roads are not easy to walk, food is scarce, and you will freeze to death if you run around, so it is better to stay in this Moscow city and make a last stand.

There is also the surrender to be a slave of these Eastern barbarians, this matter has also been mentioned, but it was rejected by Fyodor II, you must know that the former Muscovy has been a slave to the Golden Horde for two hundred years, this humiliating history, unforgettable, Muscovites, do not want to experience a second time, rather than being a slave without dignity, it is better to die like this, fight to the death with your head held high, that is much better than completely abandoning your dignity.

So the people in the city of Moscow, whether it is the nobles at the top or the ordinary people at the bottom, have basically reached a consensus: there is no way back, if Moscow can't hold it, it will be completely finished, because with the size of Europa, there is not an inch of free land, the devils have occupied every corner, if they encounter another defeat, the entire Europa civilization will be destroyed, the end of the world will come, the greatest disaster has come, the most desperate and painful thing, perhaps nothing more than this.

Fortunately, in order to defend this centuries-old Moscow city, they have long made various preparations.

For example, the people, livestock, grain, and materials within hundreds of miles around were all collected, and those that could not be collected were buried in the ground, or killed and destroyed, leaving not even the slightest resources for the devils, creating a 'material shortage area' within a radius of hundreds of miles, including the timber in the forest, which was cut down in large quantities, so that it was difficult for the surrounding Moscow to be affected by trees with thicker diameters, which could not be used for the construction of siege equipment, unless it was to go farther away to cut down trees, wasting a lot of manpower and physical strength.

The last thing is to gather the personnel and carry out a firm huddle.

For example, the remnants of the aristocracy and their private soldiers who fled from Western Europe numbered about 30,000 people, mostly young men and women, all of whom could be armed for resistance and fighting.

For example, in the blocking battle, it ended in failure, with more than half of the losses, but there are still more than 40,000 Cossack cavalry who can continue to fight, these high-quality personnel can still burst out with a lot of combat effectiveness, have a relatively strong fighting spirit, and will not collapse easily.

In addition, the city of Moscow, with a population of 300,000, even if the elderly, women and children are removed, 150,000 people can be organized to devote themselves to the defense of the city, responsible for various tasks, or as cheap cannon fodder, consuming the enemy's bullets and bombs, which is also very valuable.

Finally, there is the palace guard legion dedicated to defending the emperor, this extremely elite legion, numbering 50,000 people, is very strong in combat, and extremely loyal to the royal family, and the fighting spirit is extremely tenacious, which is the last line of defense of the empire.

So all the personnel combined, a total of nearly 500,000 people, can participate in the battle, and on the surface, Moscow is a small city that is not very big, but it is crammed with a population of 500,000, and it is fully mobilized, and there is no idea of compromise, and the big deal is death.

The morale is also quite good.

After hearing the emperor's loud speech again, they all burst into tears and filled with a tragic atmosphere, all of them forgot the fear of death, and only wanted to hold on to this last home.

And what about the Eight Banners army outside the city, which has already begun to attack?

Can this elite army, which now has only 20,000 men left, take the city they must take?

No problem.

Dorgon didn't think it was a big deal.

Because in his opinion, the scale of Moscow City in front of him is not very large, there are only more than 10,000 buildings, the population will not exceed 250,000, and the number of people who can organize to participate in the resistance is probably only about 100,000, which is more than five times the elite of the Eight Banners, but so what? It's just that each warrior consumes five bullets, maybe after a few rounds of shooting, the city will be successfully won, and then you can live in a warm house, spend this cold winter, and usher in a hopeful spring.

"Hit, hit me!"

"There are those in the city who dare to resist, and there is no mercy for killing, and no one will be left!"

"We have lost 10,000 Pao Ze brothers, and the Qingzhuang people are less than one-third, and we can no longer afford to lose even one person, so in the process of attacking, we can't get too close, just kill the enemy from a distance, even if we consume a little more bullets, we can't lose too much of our young and strong population, we really can't afford to die anymore."

"Let's start the attack, stay as far away as possible and destroy the enemies in the city."

Bang bang!

The battle began.

The elites of the Eight Banners finally launched an offensive operation.

Separated by a distance of about three hundred meters, aiming and shooting at the enemy on the city wall, this distance is a little far, even if each Eight Banners warrior can shoot the enemy more accurately, but the efficiency is not very high, an average of three bullets to take away an opponent, and the defenders in the city, using the old black powder firearms to counterattack, but the distance is too far, it is unlikely to hit, including the artillery on the city wall, it is also dozens of cannons, and it may not be able to kill one of the Eight Banners, after fighting for a long time.

There were more than 10,000 dead and wounded in the city.

The elite of the Eight Banners outside the city lost less than ten people, a disparity of thousands to one.

According to this trend, the frenzied resistance inside the city is estimated to be collapsed in a short time, and the Eight Banners army outside the city will only pay very slight losses.

Such a result is unacceptable.

So from the next day, the defenders in the city made a huge adjustment, all the personnel, all retreated from the city wall, no longer facing the elite direct fire of the Eight Banners, but tried to hide, playing the tactics of hide and seek, anyway, try not to show your head, try your best to hide, and at the same time try to do everything possible to organize a counterattack, such as sending people to attack at night, find a way to pollute the water source, set fire to kill the devil's camp, etc., anyway, all methods must be used, racking their brains to bring personnel losses to the invaders, Because these devils from afar, although the people who come are not good, but the number is really not much, and they can't be replenished, and if they die one, they will lose one, and they will fight a war of attrition that cannot be replenished, as long as the number of people killed is less than a certain number, they will be shaken, collapsed, and even completely defeated, and finally all of them will be wiped out.

Really!

In the city of Moscow, the defenders on the city wall who were responsible for resisting the defense disappeared, but hid behind various bunkers, and waited for the Eight Banners warriors to approach, and then seized the opportunity, dozens of muskets fired at the same time, to shoot a concentrated fire, such a shooting mode, even if the hit rate of a single musket is very low, but in the case of simultaneous fire, there is almost no miss.

"Ahh

"Don't get closer, I've been hit in the leg!"

"Hand, my hand hurts."

"Keep a distance, you have to keep a distance, or you will definitely get hurt!"

After this tactical adjustment, the casualties of the elite of the Eight Banners began to increase again, in fact, the Eight Banners warriors who were hit by the concentrated fire, due to the thick clothes on their bodies, almost none of them were shot directly, most of them were injured, and they did not die on the spot.

It's just that in the temperature of minus thirty or forty degrees, if you are injured, the consequences are more terrible than direct death.

Because the cold wind will pour into the clothes, the injured part will quickly freeze, and then lose consciousness, resulting in a drop in body temperature, if you do not take measures to keep warm in time, you will quickly freeze to death due to low temperature, or simply amputate.

If you don't do any treatment of the wound and give priority to the work of cold protection, this is not good, because the lead word that is injected into the body is highly toxic, and after entering the blood circulation, moderate symptoms will soon appear, and it is not far from death, and surgery must be performed to clean up the lead stuck in the flesh as soon as possible, otherwise it will also be the end of death.

It's just that in a state of war, where can such good medical care and living conditions be provided.

Therefore, most of the injured Eight Banners elites, even if they only suffered a slight injury to their flesh and skin, would have a high probability of dying in the poor treatment, which can be described as extremely fragile.

At the end of the battle the next day, the defenders in the city suffered about 1,000 casualties, and the elite of the Eight Banners outside the city suffered about two hundred casualties, and the casualty exchange ratio was actually reduced to five to one, which was completely acceptable for the defenders in the city, but it was not acceptable at all for the elite of the Eight Banners outside the city.

What to do?

What can be done to reverse this situation?

"Mortars, mortars must be used, blow open the city gates, blow up those who resist, even if all the precious shells are consumed, we can't fill our lives, and don't save bullets, while using mortars to bombard, while firing fiercely, both prongedly, strive to capture this city in the shortest possible time, and reduce our casualties!"

Dolgon proposed again, and got the consent of a group of high-level officials, they don't plan to hide it, the big killing weapon must be taken out, and they can't think about the future, even if the ammunition is exhausted, after the beginning of spring, after begging Xujiazhuang to provide a little assistance, it's a big deal to continue to surrender, continue to be a dog to Xujiazhuang, and lose a little face is nothing at all, I'm afraid that I can't pass this hurdle in front of me!

Soon.

A hundred mortars.

There are also fist jujube nuclear shells.

After setting up an artillery position, they will shoot fiercely and hit the opponent hiding behind the cover, and they will have nowhere to hide.

Boom Boom!

Boom Boom Boom!

Boom Boom Boom!

Rounds of intensive bombardment came down.

The effect was very remarkable, the resistance in the city was killed and wounded by the bombing, extremely messy, stumps and broken arms everywhere, wailing and screaming, the scene was extremely bloody.

Even if a small number of personnel dodged this terrible bombardment and ran to a relatively open and safe place, they also entered the scope of the smokeless musket, and then banged, the head exploded a flower, and the small life was lost, and the result was the end of all the deaths.

Besides.

In the fierce mortar bombardment, the city gate shook violently, and finally it was difficult to withstand the flames and shock waves, and with a loud bang, the city gate broke a big hole, and stepped on most of it, and the elite of the Eight Banners outside the city could finally rush directly into it.

This made Dolgon, who had been supervising the battle, look ecstatic, and immediately ordered a full-scale attack, entered the city, and tonight, lived in a warm house with a fireplace, and ended this difficult battle as soon as possible.

"Kill!"

"Rush!"

"Take the city, and victory is at hand."

"Food, treasure, women, everything in the city belongs to us!"

"That's right, it's been a few months, I haven't tasted what a woman tastes like, this time I don't have to endure it anymore, I'm going to do it hard!"

Nearly 20,000 elite soldiers of the Eight Banners, all with smiling grim faces, rushed into the city along the big hole, launched a more fierce attack, and all saw the hope of victory and were beckoning to themselves.

However, after finally entering the city.

In anticipation of all the elites of the Eight Banners, the resistance, the resistance in the city, continued, not weakened and disappeared, and even significantly strengthened.

Every house.

Workshops for each one.

Every one of the streets.

There were a large number of resisters, men, women, and children, all of whom were fearless of death, one after another, and none of them collapsed and surrendered, not even children of a few years old, who were holding stones and snow blocks, and threw them at them, so they had to aim their guns at the children, and then slam them.

This unexpectedly fierce resistance led to a great increase in the consumption of mortar shells, and when it occupied about half of the urban area, all the shells were consumed, and there was not a single one left, which made the subsequent attack work even more difficult.

Five days later.

To Dorgon's horror, it seemed that there were not many bullets left for the smokeless musket, and that they were about to run out.

The elite number of the Jurchen Eight Banners, in the frantic resistance in the city, lost more than 10,000, and now there are only about 9,000 people left.

It was Dolgon himself, who was also in the process of supervising the battle on a certain street, when he was hit in the forehead by a lead bullet from an unknown place, and instantly lost consciousness and fell into boundless darkness.