Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 385 Chapter 385, Zhu Ciyu bombarded Shenyang, and Dorgon went on a killing spree

"Sheng Jing? Master Sheng!"

Zhu Cihong always scoffed at the title of Shengjing.

When did Shenyang City of the Ming Dynasty be brought to you to hold your Manchu Qing Dynasty?
Standing beside Zhu Cihong, the British Duke said with great interest: "Your Highness, I heard that those Jian slaves have collected a lot of treasures in the pseudo-imperial palace of Shenyang City over the years. After recovering Shenyang, we can put these things away Shipped back to Beijing city."

Zhu Cihong smiled at the British lord: "I heard that you are very interested in antiques, British lord. Then you can pick two pieces first!"

Although the Duke of England tried his best to refuse, judging from the corner of his mouth raised, he clearly agreed with Zhu Cihong's opinion.

Li Dingguo's excited arrival interrupted the lively chat between the two.

"Your Highness, all the Hongyi cannons are ready!"

When Zhu Cihong heard this, his eyes lit up immediately.

"Then what are you waiting for? Just fire at Ben Gong and blast him!"

For the application of cannons, the Mongolian Empire, which swept the world, undoubtedly played a huge role in promoting it.

After the Mongol Empire, the Ottoman Turk Empire bombarded the walls of Constantinople with the Urban Cannon in 1453 and destroyed the Eastern Roman Empire, which made Europeans deeply aware of the horror of cannons.

More than 200 years have passed, and the artillery technology of Europeans has surpassed that of East Asia. Even the Ming Dynasty had to rely on the red barbarian cannons from Portugal to finish the Ming and Qing wars that lasted for decades.

"boom!"

Amidst the deafening sound of artillery, huge artillery shells fell from the sky and landed at the top of Shenyang City.

Even if it was several miles away, Zhu Cihong could clearly see the dust and smoke rising from the top of the city.

There were bursts of cheers in the Ming army's position. This feeling of watching one's own cannons bombarding the enemy indiscriminately is really refreshing.

The British public expressed emotion: "Just a few years ago, our Ming Dynasty could only sit in the sleepy city. I didn't expect that the situation would change so quickly!"

Zhu Cixi laughed and said: "Soon? In fact, it's not that fast anymore. It has been decades since the founding of slaves. If we don't find a way to kill them as soon as possible, won't they become another Goguryeo?"

Amidst the chatter between the two, shells kept falling.

According to Zhu Cihong's order, the Ming army's cannons fired in volley: "Fire until there are no more shells!"

Why do you have to use your life to fill in a city wall that can be blasted away with cannons?
As for whether there are enough cannonballs, this is not a problem at all for Zhu Cixiang now.

Now the supply line of the Ming army is completely unimpeded, and a large number of grain and grass materials are continuously transported from Beijing every day.

Even in his dreams, he wished to kill the Emperor Chongzhen of the Qing Dynasty, and he would definitely satisfy Zhu Cihong's needs in this regard at all costs.

The bombardment of the Hongyi Cannon not only shook the city walls, but also the hearts of the people in the city.

In the palace of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the two auxiliary kings held a meeting together and convened all the ministers of the king.

The atmosphere was very dull and stagnant, almost no one spoke.

Dorgon coughed and said slowly: "For the present plan, the only way is to stick to Shengjing, wait for the Ming army to retreat after winter comes, and then try to regain other homelands."

Jierhalang's expression was solemn and he said: "The next few months will be the most difficult time since the founding of the Qing Dynasty. I have discussed with Prince Rui that starting from today, all food rations will be restricted and supply will be given priority. Combat soldiers, and the rest of them should try their best to figure out their own way if they can.”

Hearing this, many ministers discussing politics were immediately dissatisfied.

"What Prince Zheng said is meaningless. Now that Shengjing City has been completely surrounded, food from outside cannot be transported in at all. How do you ask us to find a solution on our own?"

"It's okay to give priority to the supply of combat soldiers, but we are the nobles of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty. Is our food supply also restricted?"

"When Emperor Taizu was in power back then, no matter how difficult it was, there was no such thing!"

The Eight Banners system of the Manchu Qing Dynasty was ultimately a system similar to a tribal alliance.

Although the two rulers, Nurhachi and Huang Taiji, have basically taken the position of banner owner to Nurhachi's lineage through various purges over the years, this has not changed the fact that "the Eight Banners and the emperor rule the world together".

Otherwise, Dorgon and Jierhalang, the two auxiliary kings, can decide military and state affairs on their own. Why should there be a meeting of kings and ministers to discuss politics?

When the Manchu Qing Dynasty was smooth sailing, everyone was free to say anything. Now that the Manchu Qing Dynasty is at stake, the dissatisfaction of these Eight Banners deliberative kings and ministers has long been accumulated. Now that they can’t even eat, they naturally want to complain. .

With a bang, Dorgon slapped the table directly.

"This is nonsense! Shengjing City is in danger now, and you are considered lucky to be alive. Why are you still complaining to me here?"

"If there is anyone who is not convinced, I will deal with him directly with the law of the ancestors!"

Dorgon's outburst immediately made everyone quiet again.

Someone looked at Jierhalang, hoping that at this time Jierharang could stand up and make decisions for everyone.

However, Jierharang sat there with a calm expression, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

This scene made everyone understand that the two auxiliary kings had completely reached an agreement this time.

Dorgon said coldly: "Who is still dissatisfied?"

No one dared to question it anymore.

Dorgon nodded and said: "Very good, then... come here! Take these people down for me!"

A group of Manchu Qing soldiers rushed into the hall and arrested the five ministers discussing the state affairs on the spot.

The five ministers who were discussing politics were terrified and furious. They struggled desperately, and someone asked loudly, "Why do you want to arrest me!"

Dorgon stood up with a serious expression on his face: "Why? Of course it's because you have secretly flirted with Da Bellehouge in the past few years, and even colluded with the Ming Dynasty!"

"Now that the Qing Dynasty is in danger, I naturally have to get rid of those like you and others who are taking advantage of it, so as not to affect the future of the Qing Dynasty!"

"Come on, drag it out and chop it off!"

After a while, five bloody human heads were placed on a plate and brought to Dorgon.

Seeing this scene, the other ministers who discussed the state affairs were all silent, and they didn't dare to breathe.

Although Dorgon kept saying that he had colluded with Da Belle Haug, the problem was that all five people he killed had just questioned Dorgon!

Dorgon turned his head, glanced at Jierhalang, and said, "Prince Zheng, can you say something?"

Jierhalang chuckled, and said calmly: "Everyone, remember what the old man said, this battle is related to the life and death of the Qing Dynasty, so don't use your previous set of intrigue thinking to think about the current matter."

"Live first, let's talk about other things!"

(End of this chapter)