Cutting over the end of the Ming Dynasty: a dog-leg knife at the beginning

Chapter 1043 Nirvana
Lu Weiqi stood stiffly at the top of Zhenjiang City, looking at the battlefield in the distance with a dull expression. Even if twenty strong men swung big sticks and hit his head hard for twelve hours, they would not be able to achieve such an effect. .Just within his sight, his fleet had turned into piles of burning wreckage. Fireworks covered the river. Rumbling and explosion sounds came one after another, like rolling thunder. The sound of wailing could be heard among the thick smoke and fire. Horrible.There were countless people on the river struggling to escape, and every floating thing was densely packed with people. The scary thing was that the number of people thrashing about was still increasing, because the ferocious Ming army was aiming at them with their bayonets. His army formed an arc and surrounded him, driving his soldiers into the river like sheep, showing no mercy or mercy.The rebel soldiers in the arc-shaped encirclement were densely packed like a frightened flock of sheep. The strength of the Ming army was only one-third of theirs. If they made a decisive assault, they would definitely be able to tear some gaps in this arc-shaped encirclement. They rushed out, but no one had the courage to launch an assault. The encirclement was constantly being compressed, and the rebel soldiers in the encirclement were either desperately jumping into the river or fighting for everything that floated and jumped into the river...

It's over, the Zhenjiang garrison is completely over.

It's over, Nanjing is completely over.

It's over, Jiangnan Jinshen Group!
Lu Weiqi's heart was ashamed.In the Nanjing small court, he is also a person who is proficient in military affairs, otherwise he would not be a minister of the Ministry of War. When he led the army to fight, he was full of confidence, confident that he could stop the Ming army with the strength of his troops and the strong city in the south of the Yangtze River He didn't dare to say that defeating the Ming army would at least make the Ming army smash his head and bleed. He dared not underestimate Jiangnan any more, and won some bargaining capital for the small court in Nanjing. So vulnerable, the Ming army hadn't even exerted their full strength, they collapsed across the board!He is very clear that the army under his command is already a relatively capable army among the troops that the Nanjing small court can command. These elite troops are so unbearable, let alone those troops that are not as good as them!Thousands of schemes and tricks were exhausted, but they fell apart under the blow of the Ming army. Such a result made Lu Shangshu unacceptable, and the string in his mind was about to break.

The captain of the guard ran over in panic and called, "Master, let's go, the northern captives are coming! They are going to surround Zhenjiang!"

Lu Weiqi smiled sadly: "Let's go? Where are we going? I waited for all kinds of planning and painstaking efforts, and the situation that was finally created has now collapsed. The northern captives are about to come to Nanjing. Where else can I go!" Shaking his head , Looking up to the sky and sighing: "It's the sky that will kill me and other scholar-bureaucrats!" After speaking, he drew his long sword and wiped it on his neck, killing himself.

The soldiers were stunned for a long time, and suddenly shouted: "Master Lu committed suicide! Master Lu committed suicide!" They all dispersed, and now no one cares about the fate of Zhenjiang. Everyone just wants to escape from this ghost place, escape The farther the better!

Zhenjiang City was captured immediately.

The fall of Zhenjiang meant that Nanjing lost its last barrier. Qi Hu commanded the army to continue advancing by land and water without stopping, heading straight for Nanjing.The fleet from Wuhan has already arrived in Nanjing, using naval guns to bombard the rebel water stronghold. The appearance of these warships with small tonnage but fierce firepower caused huge panic in Nanjing. The civil and military ministers of the Nanjing small court and countless civil servants The people stood at the top of the city and watched in fear as these warships spewed thunderous fireballs on the river, blowing up their own water forts into a sea of ​​flames. They allowed their own forts to hit the ground with shocking fire, and the water columns on the river soared into the sky. They came and went freely... At this moment, The hearts of these arrogant scholar-bureaucrats who once secretly controlled the fate of the Ming Empire were gripped by extreme fear and despair, and were torn apart bit by bit.They once criticized Yang Menglong for being addicted to strange techniques and heretical techniques, and not paying attention to moral articles, which caused the Heluo area to deteriorate and the rituals and music to collapse. They had this ignorant pride in science and technology. He gave a large number of special criticisms to Yang Menglong's actions and took great pleasure in doing so.However, when the naval gun pressed against their chests, they suddenly realized that Yang Menglong was right!
So what if the article is well written?What's the use of plotting and plotting?Hundreds of naval guns are coming, and everything will be reduced to dust!
When the Qihu Legion and Zheng's Fleet appeared under Nanjing City mightily, the atmosphere in Nanjing City was almost desperate.Zhou Yanru climbed up to the tower tremblingly, and looked at the endless army below the city with trembling eyes. Feeling the strong and murderous aura unique to the Hundred Wars Army, his thin face moved with difficulty, as if he was crying and laughing at the same time: "It's over...it's all over..."

That night, Qi Hu received information from inside Nanjing: 68 members of Zhou Yanru's family, the chief assistant of the Nanjing court, committed suicide by poisoning themselves, and only three grandchildren under the age of ten survived.

Qi Hu smiled: "He died simply, but I don't know if His Majesty agrees to let him die!" Then he threw this shit aside and quickly made arrangements to attack Nanjing.Although Nanjing was already frightened and vulnerable, this old general who was cautious by nature did not dare to be careless at all.Anyway, Nanjing is also a companion capital. After more than 200 years of operation, the city walls and fortresses are extremely strong. This is by no means a city that can be easily gnawed down. Don't be careless.

But the development of the situation seems to deviate from Qi Hu's expectation.Nanjing seems to have given up on treatment. Tens of thousands of Ming soldiers approached the city, and they did not intend to strengthen the defense at all. On the contrary, there were fewer and fewer soldiers on the city wall.The inside of the city is full of paper and gold, the Qinhuai River is full of people, the music of silk and bamboo is endless all night, and the romantic venues are also open all night. I don’t know how many literary and influential scholars spend all day in the fireworks and willow lanes, flower boat restaurants, eating and drinking. He spent a lot of money, and when he was drunk, he fell asleep on the lap of the beauty, and continued to drink when he woke up.After squandering all their wealth, they chose to commit suicide, hanging themselves, jumping into rivers, or setting themselves on fire. The whole of Nanjing simply turned into a suicide club!Obviously, these literati who are accustomed to using intrigues and tricks to solve their opponents do not have the determination to fight to the end. The aggressive offensive of the Ming army has completely collapsed their psychology. They no longer have any luck, only indulge in enjoyment and use Beauty and alcohol anesthetize yourself, and when you are crazy enough, you will end it on your own.Everyone knew very well that Da Ming would never forgive these traitors. Once the city of Nanjing is destroyed and they are still alive, the fate that awaits them will be a hundred times more terrifying than death!
The opponent has no fighting spirit at all, but Qi Hu still prepares for the worst.The veteran spent a whole month conducting reconnaissance and testing on the Nanjing defense line, constantly collecting intelligence, weakening the fighting spirit of the rebels, and making targeted deployments based on this.Under his command, the Ming army continued to launch small-scale attacks, and each attack was insignificant. When the rebels launched a counterattack, he immediately dealt a devastating blow. He didn't seem to be fighting, but he was playing monkeys.People in the city kept trying to contact him, and wanted to cooperate with him to take Nanjing. He agreed on the surface, but secretly dug several tunnels all the way to the foot of the Nanjing city wall, piled up with piles of explosives.A month later, when everything was ready, he went on the offensive.The first was a tentative attack, but as expected, they were beaten back. At this last moment, the rebels who had nowhere to go squeezed out their last bit of bravery, desperately resisting, and the artillery stones fell like rain, making a tentative attack. The Ming army suffered a lot of casualties and had to retreat. This seems to prove that Qi Hu's caution was not unreasonable. Nanjing is indeed a hard nut to crack.Then the Ming army began to get serious. The explosives planted in several tunnels exploded at the same time. The earth-shattering explosion caused the city wall of Nanjing to be broken, and large pieces of city wall bricks were rolled and thrown into the sky, blasting the rebels nearby. The soldiers of the Ming army were blown up and flying all over the sky... After the terrible explosion, several sections of the city wall were blown down, and the soldiers of the Ming army rushed to the gap like a tide, and the tragic street fighting began immediately.At the same time, the noise of killing in Nanjing City was also loud. A large number of ordinary people who were unwilling to continue to work for the Jiangnan Gentry Group attacked and killed the rebels from behind with knives and axes, trying to exchange their heads for a chance of survival. Every street in Nanjing City Every alley was involved in the bloody battle, the Qinhuai River was stained red with blood, the once prosperous avenues were like numb bones, the luxurious mansions and civilian huts were all reduced to ashes in the raging fire, the dignitaries were like traffickers and pawns Screaming and running around to avoid the butcher's knife, there is no distinction between high and low in Nanjing on this day. The scholar-bureaucrats who have been at the top for nearly a thousand years are no different from the farmers, peasants, and businessmen they despise in the face of death. Go into the chicken coop, escape in the smelly ditch, or become a bloody corpse!
On the surface of the Yangtze River, a battleship was moored there quietly. Yang Menglong stood at the bow of the ship, looking at the burning Nanjing, and pursed his lips without saying a word.After jumping into the stage of history and preparing to do a big job, he has made countless assumptions about the future, even thinking about fleeing to Burma with his family in case Daming perishes, but he never imagined that one day The legion he created captured Nanjing—this city persisted for 17 years after the fall of the Ming Dynasty, but now the destroyer has changed from the Qing army to the Ming army. The black humor of history really left him speechless.He smiled bitterly: "The world is really unpredictable..."

The red lady said: "The capture of Nanjing is already a certainty. The next step is to build a big prison, follow the vines, and throw all the gentry groups that have been against the imperial court into prison. The tough bone of the Jiangnan gentry group is about to fall under your iron fist." Reduced to dust. Are you satisfied now? The last obstacle preventing you from pursuing your own path is gone!"

Yang Menglong sighed: "This is not my original intention... I originally planned that everyone will go to the sky and go to each side. They can continue to hold their old ideas, and the area under my command will develop according to my vision. In the 30s Years later, when they realize the power of science, they will accept my proposition sooner or later. These stubborn gentlemen are indeed a huge obstacle, but I never thought of destroying this obstacle by this means..."

The red lady stared at him and sighed: "I didn't expect that after going through so many conspiracies and turmoil, you are still so naive. You want to go separate ways and develop according to their own political opinions, but they are not willing. ! It’s you who have single-handedly managed things like this. You know very well how terrible your ideas are to the Jin Gentry Group, which carries the stench of corpses wherever they go. Only then can they allow you to continue to develop. What a weird thing!" At this point, she suddenly smiled: "But if you don't have a little innocence, you wouldn't be you!"

Yang Menglong shrugged and said, "Forget it, go back, don't look at it, look at the scumbag."

The helmsman immediately turned the helm, and the battleship drew a large U-shape on the river and headed upstream.

The red lady stretched her waist, poked Yang Menglong, and asked: "The battle is over, what are your plans?"

Yang Menglong said: "Sleep late, and make up for the sleep I owed in the past six months."

The red lady asked, "Did you forget something important?"

Yang Menglong looked blank: "What have I forgotten?"

The red lady pointed to herself.

Yang Menglong suddenly realized: "You also want to go home and catch up on the sleep you got in the past six months, right? OK, I agree!"

The red lady ran out of patience, and kicked her: "Your surname is Yang, you plan to let me spend the rest of your life with you without embarrassment? To tell you the truth, I'm pregnant, you can figure it out!"

Yang Menglong was dumbfounded: "I'm...pregnant? I won the lottery again!?"

Well, I won the lottery again, and it's the grand prize...

While Yang Menglong was carefully discussing the ticket replacement plan with the red lady, the Battle of Nanjing was coming to an end. After several days of fighting in the dark, the rebels were all wiped out.However, many thugs who took advantage of the situation were still active, burning, killing and looting everywhere, causing great harm to the people.A team of dozens of Ming soldiers patrolled the city. When they found the thugs committing murder, they immediately grabbed them and made them stand against the wall, and then opened fire.This is the last drop of blood shed by the people in the south of the Yangtze River in this turmoil, and it is also the last drop of blood shed by the Ming Empire in this catastrophic change. From now on, the empire that has completed Nirvana will continue to give to other countries If other ethnic groups bleed, they will no longer have the opportunity to be bleeded by others.

(End of this chapter)