Bullets rained down, all the city plates at the head of the city had been bombarded by artillery fire, and they lost their cover, and the soldiers of the Western Army could only bear the rain of bullets from the city while holding on to the city.

The sound of the cannon shook the sky, and every time the shells of the No. 2 heavy artillery fell, they caused a huge impact, leaving a deep hole in the city wall. With the panicked shouts of the soldiers and the endless smoke of gunpowder, a gap finally appeared in the tall and thick city wall.

After all, it could not withstand the high-frequency indiscriminate bombardment, groaning and falling to the sound of artillery fire, and a cloud of dust was raised.

Dahua's soldiers loaded their muskets with bayonets and charged forward with shouts.

The soldiers at the head of the city had fled, and they soon stormed the city.

Although there were still tens of thousands of Onishi soldiers in the city at this time, they had basically lost the will to resist, and in the face of the invading Chinese army, they threw down their weapons in pieces and knelt on the ground to express their submission.

The remnant sun shines on the city, the broken "west" character flag falls heavily, and the black background gold flag with the word "Hua" is erected, reflecting the afterglow of the sunset, the golden light is shining, as if heralding a new beginning.

More than a thousand cavalry gathered around one person in the center and galloped out of another gate of the city.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid that this is a plan to surround the master, and I think there may be an ambush on this road." Although Sun Kewang's face was extremely depressed, he still said this after careful observation.

The gap between the Western Army and the Chinese Army was still too big, and even at this time they didn't even have much advantage in strength, and the seemingly impregnable defense was easily pierced like tofu, and even their capital Wuchang was quickly broken after holding on for several days.

Zhang Xianzhong could only lead his cronies' cavalry, rushing out of an unattacked city gate and fleeing quickly, before he had killed his queen and concubine, as well as the young prince, and then set fire to the palace.

In the wilderness, Zongma seemed to have gotten rid of the entanglement of the Chinese army, but he did not have a look of joy. How could he not know the possibility of Sun Kewang's words?

The original intention of besieging the soldiers was to let the soldiers in the siege see the hope of survival, so that they would not fight desperately to increase the difficulty of their own siege.

But the so-called "way of life" is often not very safe, how can the enemy really let you go?

It is too normal to set up an ambush and chase down the fleeing soldiers, and that way of life is actually still a place of death, but it just gives the soldiers in the besieged city a little extravagant hope.

But at this time, the city was already dilapidated, and there were Chinese troops everywhere in other directions, and there was only such a way to survive.

In the end, he can only follow this hope.

He gritted his teeth and moved forward, hoping that the other party had not set up an ambush on this road.

However, the reality was that he was disappointed after all, and not long after they ran, they encountered the cavalry of the Chinese army.

"Kill it." Zhang Xianzhong gritted his teeth and said.

At this time, the cavalry around him used to be the elite soldiers of his old battalion, the real confidants. In the face of the cavalry of the Chinese army, even if he knew that he was invincible, he still rushed forward without hesitation, and Zhang Xianzhong personally commanded the battle, hoping to fight a way out.

In the fierce battle, there were fewer and fewer soldiers around Zhang Xianzhong.

He's getting higher and higher.

Hua Jun saw the distinctive armor, and at the command of the officer, a man with excellent marksmanship raised the gun in his hand and aimed it at him.

A bullet slashed through the air and hit Zhang Xianzhong's chest with precision, piercing his armor and splashing a splash of blood.

Zhang Xianzhong's body shook a little, and then he fell from the horse, falling heavily into the dust, Sun Kewang and Liu Wenxiu immediately dismounted, rushed forward to help him up.

At this time, the emperor of Daxi, his breath had begun to decline, and his body was gradually losing strength, and he was obviously dying soon.

"Providence is in China, not in the West!"

His consciousness gradually blurred, and he suddenly screamed, then closed his eyes, and when he looked again, he was already exhausted.

All around, the Chinese army had already surrounded them, and Zhang Xianzhong's personal soldiers had been completely destroyed in the fierce battle.

Both men tried to resist, but were soon captured.

On the other hand, Li Dingguo led the army and still fought fiercely with the Chinese army in another city, but in the end he could not win, and after the troops were basically lost, he was also captured under serious injuries.

The emperor died in battle, several generals were either killed in battle, or captured, and the rest of the troops fell into a leaderless situation, even if there were still loyal to Zhang Xianzhong, they were easily defeated, but more, it was directly surrendered.

The main force of the Western Army was basically wiped out in this battle.

The Chinese army then waved southward, and never encountered any major obstacles, and the cities they passed through were easily recovered.

……

The news of Zhang Xianzhong's death reached Nanjing, and when Yan Ling heard the news, his expression did not change much.

He is used to seeing life and death, and has seen the passing of many famous people in history, and now he only has a feeling of looking at the big rivers, rolling and flowing in front of him, spring and autumn, and everything is gone.

Zhang Xianzhong is quite complicated, after all, he can say to Sun Kewang in the original time and space, "The three hundred years of orthodoxy of the Ming Dynasty may not be severe, and it is also the will of heaven." If I die, I will return to the Ming Dynasty in a hurry, and I will not be unjust", and then led the army to take the initiative to meet the Qing army, which was much stronger than many generals of the Ming army.

But he killed a lot of people, and it was true that he was wreaking havoc, and Zhang Xianzhong's military discipline was much worse than that of King Chongzu and even Gao Yingxiang.

Even if he is captured alive, he will surely die according to the law.

Dying in the wilderness can be regarded as giving a decent ending.

……

The rest of the southwest also learned the news one after another.

Zhang Xianzhong's army was defeated and died, and the Onishi regime was officially declared extinct.

Emperor Longwu of Shu was suddenly a little frightened, and he was shocked to find that the world that had once risen together, at this time, his side was empty.

Turning his head again, Yan Quan had already pointed his sword at him, as if it would stab into his chest in the next second.

"Your Majesty, if you fail to keep the foundation, you are just dying to serve the country, and you are not ashamed of the ancestors." Qin Liangyu was already seriously ill at this time, but he still dragged his sick body to stand in front of Zhu Zhishu and said.

She was not sure of defeating the Chinese army, but she was determined to keep the last dignity of the Ming Dynasty.

When Zhu Zhishu heard this, his expression became even darker, and the monarch and ministers sighed at the same time.

In the same month, in the mansion of Qianguo in Yunnan, a person and a rider floated out.

(End of chapter)