Mao Wenlong is dead, but the beacon fire in the entire Ningyuan City is far from extinguishing.

Mang Gurtai and his Eight Banners have climbed to the top of Ningyuan City, and Dai Shan and Amin have joined forces to kill the Ming army in Dongcheng to the point of losing their armor.

Countless Ming soldiers jumped down the city, and the Houjin soldiers entangled to the death, the people were bare-handed, for the sake of the wives and families behind them, forgetting death, with fists, teeth, with hemp, with latches, in order to block the footsteps of Houjin.

Wolf smoke is everywhere, scorched earth corpses are mountainous, people are like bloody people, and horses are like bloody horses.

Xiong Tingbi stood at the drum tower, looking at the soldiers of the two armies who had begun to fight in close quarters at the head of the city, and the sadness finally came to his heart.

When the study was talking at night, the sentence that if the city was broken, I would die in the south, began to echo in my ears.

Holding the long sword tightly, the blood in the body of this Liaodong Jingluo began to flow rapidly, the beating of his heart became more and more rapid, and the courage to kill himself permeated his entire body.

Today, the city is broken, and we have no face to see the people of the Central Plains, so we can only die!

Xiong Tingbi tilted his head, his eyes were slightly closed, and the bloody breath in the air was almost like a substance haunting the end of his nose, disgusting and dizzying.

"Go and prepare! As long as the Houjin soldiers and horses cross the city, more than 130 burning points in the entire Ningyuan City will be ignited at the same time, and the city would rather be in ruins and prosperous to ashes, rather than leave it to the Jurchens! ”

"My lord, won't you wait any longer?" Xiong Tingbi's guard behind him looked hesitant!

"What are you waiting for?" Xiong Tingbi held a sword in his hand, facing the vast land in the north, and did not dare to look south.

"Almost all the soldiers and civilians in the city are still waiting for the news of the victory of the chief soldier." The guard's tone was sincere, and when Wang Qi was mentioned, it was as if a fire of hope instantly ignited his body, bringing infinite hope.

These days, Xiong Tingbi is also looking forward to a miracle, but until this last moment, the horizon in the distance, except for the undulating mountains and the afterglow of the sun, there is not the slightest movement The duel between Wang Qi and the old slave, for half a month, there has been no response, and the north seems to be dead and silent, which has already plunged people into despair and darkness.

On the top of the city, Man Gui slashed to death the Houjin soldiers who rushed to him, and his blood-stained eyes looked north, as if he was also expecting something.

At the east gate, Zhao Shujiao has been besieged by the Houjin soldiers, with his back against the wall, forced to a dead end, holding a knife in both hands, at the last moment of his life, his eyes are still looking at the horizon in the north, looking forward to the appearance of the king's handsome banner.

At the north gate, Yuan Chonghuan and Cao Qianhu raised their knives to face the Houjin soldiers who surrounded them again, their armor was torn, and the wounds around their bodies were bleeding.

"If we die here, I don't know if we can leave a name in the history books, or if we can all cover it with the soldiers of Liaodong of the Ming Dynasty." Yuan Chonghuan glanced at the northern horizon one last time, and then retracted his gaze, after all, with a hint of regret.

"Why do you care about your name before and after your death, and why do you regret whether the emperor is in mind and the court is meritorious, we are dead and dead, and I should be like this," Lao Cao shook the long knife in his hand, full of pride.

Kill!!!

Finally, with a loud bang, in the Houjin soldiers day and night, bombardment and slamming attack again and again, the city wall of Ningyuan City Beiguo could not bear it after all, in the dust, in the blood, in the scorched black earth, in the countless bones, it collapsed, burying the bones everywhere, the collapsed defenders' minds.

At this moment, everyone in Ningyuan City knew that the general trend had gone.

"Stationed in Ningyuan City, slaughtered the city for three days, and killed all the Han people! Enjoy the taste of their wives and children!!! ”

Manggultai jumped on his horse and whipped his whip, with incomparable arrogance and pleasure on his face.

Taking Ningyuan City, the entire Liaodong will be in the hands of the Jurchens, and in time, the glory of the Great Yuan Empire will be restored, perhaps not the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror, but a practical goal.

Xiong Tingbi naturally saw the scene of the collapse of the city, his body was weak, he took a few steps back, and was able to stabilize his body with the support of the guards, and finally sighed, and spit out the two words from his chest: "Destroy the city." ”

"Your Excellency!" The guards felt a little unbearable in their hearts, this is tens of thousands of people, so burned?

"Can you bear to see the Han family's bloodline humiliated, slaved, and rav!?aged by others?" Xiong Tingbi suddenly became angry, pulled the armor of his guards, and almost said: "You can set fire to it and destroy the city!! ”

Woowoo!!!

As soon as the words fell, as if whispering in a dream, Xiong Tingbi, who was already in despair standing at the head of the city, suddenly stared at the horizon in the distance, as if he had heard something.

It was as if a troop of soldiers had arrived.

Almost at the moment when the city collapsed, the officers and men of the two armies who were fighting fiercely heard the whimper of drums and trumpets in the distance, and also felt a slight tremor on the ground.

"What sound?"

"War drums, cavalry?"

"It's from the north!"

With the sound of drums and trumpets, the tremor of the earth became more and more intense.

Puzzled, Manggultai turned to look at the horizon in the distance, which should be the direction where Nurhachi led the guard battalion to arrive.

Suddenly, an extremely dangerous thought appeared in my mind.

After a few breaths, in the eyes of everyone, a king character slowly appeared on the horizon, the afterglow of the sun fell on the flagpole, the golden light was draped, and the end was a shining eye, like a saint like a god.

Then, there was the black armor and silver spear, and thousands of Ming cavalry galloped on horseback, like a divine soldier descending from the sky, rushing to the thunder, with boundless killing intent.

"Nurhachi has been ambushed, and you can't surrender quickly!!"

"Nurhachi is ambushed, and you surrender as soon as possible!!"

"The old slave is ambushed, you are waiting to descend!"

Thousands of cavalry, with momentum like a rainbow, appeared from the horizon on horseback, with boundless killing intent, wrapped in unparalleled might, its voice was like a tiger roaring, and the entire battlefield of Ningyuan City was trembling.

All Han people know that this is the arrival of Wang Qi, the general soldier of Liaodong.

After traveling thousands of miles, after fighting the old slave in blood, he finally rushed to the frontal battlefield in Ningyuan.

Save the sky for a moment, save the society from danger.

"Dingyuan Hou has arrived, the old slave is dead, this battle will be won! All Han family children! Xiong Tingbi burst into tears for a moment, put down the collar of the guard, took two steps forward, walked to the front of the city tower, pointed his sword at the sky, and shouted three times in a row: "Kill the thief!" Kill the thief! Kill the thief! ”

Seeing the Ming army on the horizon in the distance galloping to help, Man Gui's already defeated eyes suddenly lit up, and he didn't care about the critical injuries all over his body, supported his body with a knife, staggered to his feet, and commanded all the soldiers under his command who could breathe, and killed the Houjin soldiers around him.

The near-death situation was abruptly reversed.

"The Great Khan is dead?" Mang Gurtai was unbelievable at first, and then his eyes were fiercely victorious, and he waved his sword and commanded the soldiers of the Eight Banners: "In any case, take Ningyuan City, start with Liaodong, and I will be the Great Khan!" Ordered Daishan, Amin, to divide troops to intercept the Ming army that came to help, as long as it is delayed, as soon as Ningyuan City starts, the general situation can be determined! ”

The Eight Banners under Mang Gurtai were fearless, and under the leadership of the boss, they desperately killed in the city.

However, the soldiers and the people of Ningyuan City were fighting at this moment, and under the city, the two sides in the urn city fought each other for a while, and there was a stalemate.

From the perspective of the main general, Mang Gurtai's decision to take the battle cannot be said to be wrong, and even hasty and decisive meaning.

But as soon as the old slave died, Houjin Qunlong had no leader, and Dai Shan had always been old, he knew that the current situation was no longer something that Ningyuan City could solve, so he directly withdrew his troops back to Shenyang, and planned in the long run, promoted the new Khan, and recuperated his strength, so that Houjin would still have the strength to fight in the future.

If this battle wiped out the family's foundation, decades of work would be ruined.

"Go back and tell Sanbeile, withdraw the army quickly, and return to Shenyang, then there is a chance to make a comeback, if you fight to the death, there is no other use except for the martyrdom of the Great Khan!" Dai Shan rejected Mang Gurtai's suggestion and directly issued an order to withdraw the troops under the two blue flags, and at the same time, Amin also began to withdraw his troops with Dai Shan.

"Dai Shan, Amin uses his own selfishness to harm my country's major affairs!" Hearing the news, looking at the east to put down the offensive that had weakened, Mang Gurtai almost vomited blood, and immediately scolded angrily: "The strength of the two blue flags is the most courageous, in order to preserve his strength, he withdrew his troops first, ignoring me, he is my Jurchen sinner!" ”

"Lord, what should I do?" The white flags all looked at their own Baylor.

"Is there anyone in Wu Jianzhou who goes against his back?" Mang Gurtai looked back, looked at the Ming army coming with boundless might, raised his sword and shouted angrily: "And kill with me!" ”

"Kill !!"

Following Mang Gurtai's order, the people with white flags turned their heads and killed the Ming army who came to help.

When the Ming reinforcements arrived, Mang Gurtai still decided to fight in Si, and he was ready to die.

The long knife numbly slashed and slashed the enemy, and between the blur of blood, Mang Gurtai's eyes caught a glimpse of the big Xu representing Wang Qi.

Since the appearance of this banner, it has been constantly harvesting the heads of the Houjin Aixin Jueluo family.

From Huang Taiji, to Nurhachi, to himself.

As if it was a spell, in the end, it all added Wang Qi's military exploits.

"I can't wait to eat its flesh!!" Mang Gurtai rushed through the crowd, the wounds on his body were already countless, and his armor had already fallen.

With a sonorous sound, Mang Gurtai slashed down, and the Ming army on the opposite side grabbed and blocked.

The reaction was so great that Mang Gurtai sat down and staggered with the hooves of the war horse, screaming, and kneeling on the ground with both hooves, and suddenly, Mang Gurtai couldn't react, and rolled directly to the ground, even the blade in his hand was thrown aside.

Kenneth !!!

In an instant, countless swords, guns, swords, and halberds were directly placed on Mang Gurtai's head.

"Catch it alive!!" Lu Xiangsheng roared when he saw this.

Poof!

didn't give Lu Xiangsheng a chance, just for a moment, without any hesitation, Mang Gurtai's neck twisted, and the artery scraped directly on the sharp knife edge.

The blood came out like a stream.

I can't live directly.

Mang Gurtai has a big mouth, tilting his head and staring in the direction of the northeast, across the sea, over the mountains. There is Hetuala.

There was silence all around.

Almost all of the Houjin soldiers were stunned on the spot.

When the news of the death of the old slave came, although everyone was terrified, it was far less impactful than such a tragic scene as Mang Gurtai.

Caught in the enemy's blade, he stepped forward directly, cut himself off, and ended up with a different head and a horse leather shroud.

"The prince is dead!"

"The Ming army killed the three beylers!"

With a thud, Mang Gurtai's body fell in front of everyone.

directly smashed the hearts of the Jurchens, and the last bit of resistance in the hearts of countless Jin soldiers was shattered.

"Nurhachi is dead, Mang Gurtai has been killed, and you still haven't surrendered, so why bother dying and struggling!!"

The Ming army was full of momentum for a while, and the Houjin soldiers who had no commander were defeated and retreated.

Countless Houjin soldiers lost their armor, Mang Gurtai died, there was no boss, this battle was meaningless, inlaid with white flags, from the capital to Niu Lu to the bottom of the soldiers, nearly 10,000 people immediately made birds and beasts, scattered in all directions.

No Jurchens went to collect the corpses, and no one dared to collect the corpses.

With the death of Mang Gurtai, Dai Shan and others fled to the north.

In just one month, Houjin was defeated, and the battle was completely defeated, and the decades of accumulation were wiped out, only Daishan and Amin fled to Shenyang City with the remnants of their troops

"My lord, Houjin broke and fled, and the siege of Ningyuan City was solved," Qin Erbao, Lu Xiangsheng, Zu Dashou and others surrounded Wang Qi, looking at the lonely city standing in the land of Liaodong from afar.

Scorched earth everywhere, corpses are everywhere, this war has almost wiped out the entire city so far, if Wang Qi comes one step later, then I am afraid that Xiong Tingbi and others are already in the raging fire, and they will go with Ningyuan City.

At this moment, most people in Ningyuan City did not react, a battle that was so tragic that it should have been martyred suddenly won and survived.

In Ningyuan City, countless people and countless soldiers got up from the sea of corpses and blood, looking at the enemies who had fled away, looking at the surrounding houses that had collapsed on the scorched black earth, and looking at the streets blocked by corpses.

"Gather all the surviving soldiers and people to welcome the Marquis of Dingyuan!" Xiong Tingbi stood on the city tower in a daze, looking at Wang Qi, who was leading the army in the distance and quietly driving the horse in front, and was in a trance for a while.

Such a young Marquis of Dingyuan, after this battle, will be truly invincible.

Liaodong is pacified, is there still a place in this world that can accommodate him?

Xiong Tingbi already had a big question mark in his heart.

In a short time, the corpses everywhere were cleared, the gates of the towers were removed, and the bricks and tiles of the city walls were swept away, leaving a wide avenue into the city.

"Xiong Tingbi led the people of Ningyuan City to welcome Dingyuan Marquis back to the city!! This war to destroy Jiannu, the merit of the world, congratulations to adults!! ”

Xiong Tingbi was in front, the rest of the generals in Liaodong were behind, and all the soldiers and people spontaneously went out of the city and bowed deeply to Wang Qi who was sitting on a horse.

"He !! for the Marquis of Dingyuan"

"Congratulations to the general army of Liaodong!"

"Congratulations to Daming!"

The cheers of the people, the reverence of the soldiers, and the glory created by the countless corpses and mountains of blood, at this moment, the moment when the Houjin was defeated and left, established Wang Qi's position in Liaodong and the Ming Dynasty.

As for the remaining Jurchens entrenched in Shenyang, they no longer pose the slightest threat to the Ming Dynasty in Liaodong, and when Wang Qi frees his hand and plows the court to sweep the caves, no one will be able to stop Wang Qi's hand covering the sky in Liaodong.

Dolgon? Hauge? Duoduo? Zilharang, Azig? Either they are still young, or they are vain, and no one is an enemy.

"Ladies and gentlemen, excuse me," said Wang Qi, sitting on his horse, and instead of listening to the cheers and respectful words of the crowd, he looked further south, his eyes dark, and he did not know what he was thinking.

(End of chapter)