The east is whitening, the sky is shining, but the world is still confused.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

But under the city of Jinan, the drums were already thundering, and the sound of shouting and killing resounded in the sky.

Thousands of Qing soldiers outside the city came again to the beat of drums.

On the city wall of Jinan, there was already a river of blood, corpses all over the place, and the eyes were full of red color.

The Qing army's offensive was even more ferocious than it had been a few days earlier, and the defensive line above the walls of Jinan was crumbling.

Zhang Bingwen held the Yanling knife in his hand, and the blood dripping from the edge of the helmet blurred his vision.

The lack of sleep caused his steps to be vain, his eyes bloodshot, and the armor he wore hadn't been removed for nine days and nights.

There are even traces of sword slashing in many places on the armor.

Zhang Bingwen is not a military general, he is just a civilian official.

But the civil officials of the Ming Dynasty have never lacked the courage to go into battle.

Zhang Bingwen really didn't know anything about dancing knives and guns, but he learned some so-called swordsmanship when he was young, but he just admired the freedom of the poets of the Tang Dynasty.

How can those swordsmanship used for viewing be used on top of the real battle array?

Zhang Bingwen knew that there was not much he could do, and he tried his best to make overall arrangements for the city's defense affairs, but there were still many accidents that he did not foresee.

In many cases, he was able to barely stabilize the situation only by taking the lead in boosting morale.

"Woo————"

The sound of the horn came again, interrupting Zhang Bingwen's thoughts.

Zhang Bingwen turned his head and looked to the north, where the horn sounded was the northernmost part of the city wall.

With the sound of the horn of emergency, there was also the news of the death of the person who was responsible for guarding the northern city wall and participating in the political training.

"Woo————" "Woo————"

The sound of the horn of urgency in the north had just fallen, and the same horn sounded in the south, followed by the signal of urgency from other sections of the city wall farther away.

The deafening shouts of killing soared into the sky, echoing above and below the city, and penetrating into the ears.

The war drums of the Qing army outside the city seemed to never stop, like a magic sound.

The wind and snow are urgent.

Zhang Bingwen looked at the purgatory-like scene around him, and his heart was full of ice.

"Is it time to get to the end......?"

In nine days and nights, the soldiers and civilians guarding the city have reached their limit.

The 3,000 soldiers and horses in the city who originally came to help from all over the city were reduced by 60% in these nine days, and countless people were killed and wounded in the defense.

Xiucai, who patrolled the four cities, has more than 270 people killed in the battle.

Most of the guards of the Dewang Mansion even filled in the walls of the four directions.

It was only a matter of time before the city was broken.

Zhang Bingwen no longer looked at the place where the horn sounded, but looked in the northwest direction.

The day before yesterday, the Dongyu outside the city mobilized the troops and horses of the brigade to gallop to the northwest, and the morale of the city was greatly boosted.

Dongyu mobilized his troops and horses to the northwest, and it must have been because of the changes in the northwest.

And the biggest possibility is that reinforcements are coming from the northwest, otherwise how could the Dongyu leave the city of Jinan.

It's just that when the eastern captives of the brigade went to the northwest, the eastern captives under the city still did not slow down the offensive, and the offensive became more aggressive.

After that, no news came from the northwest, and there was no trace of any support army on the outskirts of Jinan City.

In the city, some people said that the reinforcements were afraid of the eastern captives outside the city, and did not dare to move forward.

Some people say that the army that came to help fought with the Dongyu, and the whole army was defeated.

Others said that there was no army to help, but the eastern captives saw that the city was about to be broken, so they continued to plunder elsewhere.

There are different opinions in the city, people are panicked, and panic is constantly spreading.

Even if a group of people were arrested and another group of people were imprisoned, the situation did not get better because of this.

Everyone just stopped talking, but they were still thinking in their hearts.

The haze of despair, the fear of death, haunts everyone's hearts.

What kind of situation will be after the city is broken, everyone knows in their hearts.

Zhang Bingwen looked back at the city.

The city is quiet, silent, and quiet between the markets.

It's a pity that such a calm will soon cease to exist.

The day when Dongyu broke the city was the day when Jinan was bleeding.

Zhang Bingwen's heart has no fear, no despair, only remorse.

After studying hard for more than ten years, and being an official for more than ten years, he has already smoothed out his edges and corners.

In the past, he didn't have the dream of supporting the society and revitalizing the country.

But now, even doing nothing and returning home has become a luxury.

He is the political envoy of Zuobu in Shandong, and he has the responsibility of guarding the land and reassuring the people, but he can't keep the land and can't pacify the people.

Jinan, about to fall in his hands.

He can't live with the country, and he can't live with the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in the city.

"After all...... There is a negative grace of heaven, a negative country, and a negative ...... O people......"

Zhang Bingwen closed his eyes, and two lines of tears slowly flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The general trend has gone, and everything is helpless.

"After the four cities are lost, all officials will retreat to the city according to the original plan, relying on the streets and alleys."

Zhang Bingwen clenched the Yanling knife in his hand and tried his best to support his body to stand.

The fall of the city wall is actually a declaration of the fall of the city.

Retreating to the streets and alleys, in fact, it is impossible to change anything, and the battle to defend the city is actually lost at the moment when the city wall is lost.

Guarding the streets and alleys is just a last-ditch effort, in the name of total loyalty.

……

On the banks of the Daqing River, on the wilderness, blood is permeated.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!! ”

"Kill!!"

With the rapid sound of drums, the Qing army armor soldiers holding tiger guns jumped out of the shield car and shouted straight to the Ming army's car camp.

The eight-foot-long tiger spear, the tip of the pole and the spear is bright, and the pieces of tiger spear are suddenly covered like a city wall composed of thorns, and the cold light of the cold forest erodes people's hearts and takes people's hearts.

"Bang! Bang! Bang bang!! ”

The deafening sound of the gun suddenly sounded, like thunder.

There was a burst of gunpowder smoke in front of the Ming army's car camp, as if a white smoke dragon had been conjured out of thin air.

At a distance of more than twenty steps, the armor-piercing ability of the gun reached its maximum.

The armor on the armor of those Qing soldiers did not bring them much protection, and almost half of the Qing soldiers who were at the forefront of the charge fell.

Being hit by a fire bolt at such a close distance, even the power of the three-eyed bolt is already greater than that of an ordinary bow and crossbow.

Even if the firebolt was not able to penetrate the armor on their bodies, the huge kinetic energy carried by the firebolt projectile was enough to shatter their bodies under the armor and break their bones and cause them a lot of pain.

"Go up!!"

In the crowd, a Qing army general wearing a single-edged helmet and white armor had red eyes and shouted hoarsely.

The thimble on his head was longer than the others, and he was the Niu Lu Zhangjing of this army, and he was also the commander of this military formation.

The dozen or so armor soldiers who fell at the front of the charge made him stunned, and there were more than 300 people under his command, which was much more than the number of other Niu Lu.

I thought that there was a rain of arrows on my side, and I took advantage of the opportunity to change the guns on the opposite side to rush a wave, but who would have thought that the Ming army would still have firearms to shoot, it was really a hell.

Now under the fierce battle of half an hour, the losses of the armored soldiers under his command have been close to 20%, and they are already on the verge of collapse.

It's just that the order to retreat was not received, and now who dares to retreat easily?

The armor soldiers of the guard camp are eyeing behind them, and retreating is death.

Even if he escaped the sword of the guard barracks, could it be that he could still escape the accountability of the flag owner after he returned?

"Go up!"

"Go up!!"

The Ming army had already prepared, but now the rush is already rushing, and the people have already broken, and the people in front of them will die in vain if they don't rush up, and now they can only continue to push forward.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

The half-silent Franco cannon and tiger squat cannon in the Ming army's car camp once again let out their own roar.

A large area of lead bullets shot out in a fan-shaped shape, hitting a group of Qing army armor soldiers who rushed straight forward, and they were beaten again by a group of people on their backs.

Bursts of gunpowder smoke rose from behind the chariots of the Ming army, and the roar of artillery was endless.

After the shield car of the Qing army, a large number of feather arrows swept into the air again, and the sound of the arrows breaking through the air resounded like the sound of the wind blowing the woods.

Thirty paces is a blink of an eye for an arrow off the string.

When the Qing army's tiger spearmen who were charging in front of them were still about ten steps away from the Ming army's car camp, hundreds of feathered arrows were already flying.

In a sharp sound that made people palpitate, a large number of feather arrows were shot into the camp of the Ming army.

What is jaw-dropping is that most of the feather arrows shot by the Qing army were shot into the gaps exposed by the Ming army's chariots, and some of the arrows were shot directly through the narrow design openings on the Ming army's chariots, with bursts of miserable howls, obviously hitting the target.

Only a handful of feathered arrows were fired at the outer chariots.

However, Rao is like this, and the chariots on the periphery of the Ming army have already been filled with arrows.

After half an hour of fierce fighting, I don't know how many arrows were shot, and the archers in the front were replaced by two batches due to exhaustion.

Among the Eight Banners of Manchuria, the elite are basically concentrated in the two yellow flags, because the two yellow flags are directly led by Huang Taiji, who is now the emperor of the Qing Dynasty.

The two yellow flags are actually equivalent to the Praetorian Guards of previous dynasties, and they naturally gather elites.

But the two white flags under Dorgon's command are actually not much inferior to the two yellow flags under his many years of operation.

They are all first-class elites, and there are not a few excellent archery.

As soon as the explosion sounded, a burst of gunpowder smoke rose again from the rear of the Ming army's car camp, but this time because of the suppression of the rain of arrows, the momentum was obviously not as good as before.

The front of the Qing army broke out again with a burst of shouts, and rushed straight to the Ming army car camp.

Ten paces away, running with all your might, it takes only a breath.

In an instant, the Qing army's armor soldiers like a tide had swept in and rushed into the Ming army's car camp.

The armor of the Ming army lined up behind the chariot, and this situation had been staged many times in just half an hour.

The armored soldiers of the Ming army at the forefront of the formation were all wearing double layers of heavy armor and holding spears of nearly four meters in battle......

Hot blood poured out, and the ice and snow on the ground were constantly eroded and corrupted, melting, and changing.

The drums are like thunder, the horns are all over the sky, and the Qing River is in Henan, and countless flags are entangled together.

The front armies of the Ming and Qing armies have long been completely entangled together, and countless soldiers die on the battlefield every minute and every second.

Sun Chuanting held the whip tightly, pulled the war horse, and scanned the entire battle situation.

The four formations of the front army have already received the enemy, and the front army of the Qing army is divided into 12 formations to attack, reciprocating, non-stop, like a storm.

However, relying on the car camp and a large number of firearms in the military camp, it can still maintain an invincible position at this stage.

"Bang! Boom! Boom!!! ”

A series of cannons rang in Sun Chuanting's ears again.

Sun Chuanting followed the prestige to the artillery position of the Chinese army, where there were a total of twelve artillery pieces, and these twelve artillery pieces were all artillery in Chen Wangjun's army.

He once asked Chen Wang if these cannons had names, and Chen Wang told him that the smaller ones were called three-jin cannons, and the larger ones were called five-jin cannons.

The name is not loud, and it sounds much worse than those big general cannons made by the Ministry of Industry, the god machine cannon.

But both in terms of power and range and even rate of fire, it is much better.

Chen Wang was famous in Shaanxi, and the most praised of them was military training, and the other was to make good use of firearms and be proficient in equipment.

Sun Chuanting also knew a little about the situation of the Hanzhong Guard Ordnance Bureau, Chen Wang reported the situation to him, and he had also heard about Chen Wang's cannon casting, and the matter of casting cannons was actually carried out because of his acquiescence.

Really do it in accordance with the rules and regulations, Chen Wang, as a battalion general, controls a local ordnance bureau, and casts ordnance, any of which can be used to cut off the head.

But extraordinary times do extraordinary things.

This time when he went north to King Qin, Chen Wang's actions were all seen by Sun Chuanting.

If Chen Wang blindly hides and preserves his strength, then he will definitely not let Chen Wang do anything out of the ordinary after the war.

But Chen Wang has been dedicated to the country until now.

Outside the city, Zhending lined up as the main force to meet the enemy, and shook the east.

In the battle of Jiazhuang, he even made a military order request, and led the cavalry of his headquarters as the vanguard to rush to help.

If there was no request from Chen Wang at that time, Sun Chuanting asked himself if he would definitely not go to Jiazhuang.

The Qing army gathered large soldiers, fought in the plains, and once defeated, it would enter a land of no return.

And this time in the siege of Jinan, Sun Chuanting was actually not prepared to come to the rescue at the beginning.

The risk of rescuing Jinan was too great, and Liu Yuliang, the first assistant of the cabinet, was too successful to succeed and more than defeated, so he asked for a supervisor, but he did not dare to go forward soon after leaving the Beijing Division, and wandered in Baoding Mansion.

Not only did it not help, but it also detained the Xuanda army, which could have continued to fight, in Baoding Mansion.

If it weren't for the fact that Chen Wang proposed a plan to him, it was indeed possible to preserve Jinan,

He would never take great risks and lead his troops south to aid Jinan.

Sun Chuanting withdrew his gaze and glanced towards the left flank.

The cavalry on the left and right flanks, which were responsible for covering the flanks, had also fallen into disadvantage.

Although Cao Bianjiao, who commanded the cavalry on the right flank, fell into the disadvantage, he was still able to stabilize the situation.

Cao Bianjiao led the troops in the center, and once a flaw was exposed, he immediately led the guards to fill it, although the cavalry of the Qing army has always had the upper hand, but after all, there is no way to achieve great results.

However, on the left flank, Zu Kuan's situation was much worse, and he clearly showed his decline under the continuous offensive of the Qing cavalry.

Once Zu Kuan was defeated and retreated, the entire left flank of the front and middle armies was deprived of support.

It would have been fine if they had defended the camp, but in order to carry out the plan, they now took the initiative to attack across the river.

If you want to succeed, you must first sound the east.

At present, it is on the south bank of the Daqing River, and if the Qing army is pressed from both sides, the defeat will only be in an instant.

With a burst of hurried horses' hooves, a pond horse galloped from the west, and his arrival also interrupted Sun Chuanting's thoughts.

"The eastern captives gathered heavy troops, and our troops suffered heavy casualties......"

Sun Chuanting's expression became more and more gloomy with the report of the Tang horse.

In half an hour, Zu Kuan sent two people to ask for instructions to retreat and ask for assistance, and now this Tangma is the third person sent by Zu Kuan.

Sun Chuanting didn't glance at the Tang Ma who was kneeling on the ground to report, but just turned his eyes to look at He Renlong, who was standing aside, and said indifferently.

"Take my military order, hold the Shang Fang sword, and ask Zu Kuan."

So I asked him, how many heads did he have to cut off? Have you really forgotten who I am?! ”

(End of chapter)