Nanming Engineer

Chapter 423 Choice
Boom!

Thunder and raindrops fell from the sky, and lightning and thunder poured down on the foggy ground, like water falling into a piece of dough, stirring up countless little mud balls.

Yan Keyi wore armor and walked on the top of the city, set up an awning, and focused his eyes, trying to see the scene outside the city clearly through the rain curtain, but the heavy rain covered his sight and hid the world in a blur. I tried my best to look far away, but I could only see a few feet away from the city, where there was a mess, and there was no living thing.

There were only broken horses, stones thrown all over the place in a mess, half-burned wooden stakes, and corpses that were not dragged away after the night raid last night.

The arrow shafts were inserted into the corpses, but more arrow shafts missed people, and they shot messily on the muddy ground, turning the muddy ground into a wheat field. Fairies swaying in the wind.

Yan Keyi looked at it for a while. Rainwater penetrated through the gaps in the armor and soaked into his clothes. It soaked the bandage on his shoulder and made the wound hurt. He frowned and stretched out his hand to press it.

"Cheer up! The Tartars are likely to take advantage of the heavy rain to sneak attack. If you don't want to die here, you should show your tricks!" Yan Keyi continued to walk along the top of the wall, shouting as he walked: "Don't use it in the heavy rain!" Firearms, those things are useless when they touch water, use bows and arrows, use stones, and hit the gong when the enemy attacks!"

Some of the soldiers standing at the top of the city were wearing coir raincoats, some were not, and some were hiding under the wooden shield, looking at him with tired eyes, without making a sound.

The eyes of these soldiers were a little dull. In addition to fatigue, there was also a kind of despair-like helplessness in the dull eyes. At this moment, apart from the hope for life that broke out in instinct, there seemed to be no other support for them to stay here.

Yan Keyi yelled for a while, and the wound became more and more painful. He shook off the rainwater left on the helmet and walked down the wall.

Walking along the alley by the city for a while, I came to a relatively spacious house. This place seemed to be the ancestral hall of a certain big family. It was large enough and very grand. There was a pair of couplets engraved on the door. Yan Keyi didn't even read the couplets. What, just walked in.

Inside and outside the courtyard, there are many guards. These people are more energetic, and they are much better than the defeated soldiers at the top of the city. At least their standing posture is much more upright.

Passing through the small courtyard, there is the main room of the ancestral hall, which is supported by about four or five large pillars, enough to accommodate 80 or [-] people. There is a huge long table in it, which should be used to place the ancestor's altar. It was placed horizontally inside, and a map was spread out on the table, surrounded by several people.

Li Chengdong stood in the middle, pointing at the map and talking, when he heard footsteps, he raised his head and looked at Yan Keyi.

However, in just three days, Li Chengdong's face looked much older than when he was joking about crossing the river to rule the country a few days ago. His high spirits and high spirits were gone, replaced by a sad expression like a frightened bird. There was no helmet on his head, and his head was in a mess. Her hair was casually tied into a bun with a hairband, and her hair was flying and disheveled like a bird's nest.He was wearing armor, but the armor was not fastened with straps and was a little loose. He looked like a defeated army who had abandoned his armor.

"How is it? How is the city?" His voice was hoarse, and Li Chengdong cast his eyes on Yan Keyi.

"The rain is heavy enough. The Tartars' artillery can't be used. They can only use their lives to attack. Last night's attack was unsuccessful, but today is quiet." Yan Keyi replied, went to a stool and sat down, and began to fight several times. With the help of a personal guard, he took off his armor.

Li Chengdong nodded, heaved a sigh of relief, returned his attention to the map, and continued to talk to several generals in a low voice.

"Xinfeng City has a low wall and a small city. It is not a place for defense. You should withdraw quickly."

"Exactly, the rain was timely. The Tartars' cannons couldn't hit it. Although the city wall is short, it can still hold on. But if the rain stops tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, it will be over."

"But if we want to break out, which direction should we go? There are so many Tartar soldiers, they have surrounded this place like an iron barrel!"

"Go south! The terrain at the south gate is complicated, and the Tartars can't take care of it."

"We also need to send people to break out of the other gates, otherwise the Tatars will easily determine our direction and it will be too dangerous to follow us!"

"One thing I don't know if you have noticed. From the beginning to the end, I didn't see a soldier of the Eight Banners, and I didn't see a flag of the Tartars. It was the Han army who attacked the city, and it was the Han army who attacked the city. Would the Tartars know? Waiting in ambush nearby, just waiting for the moment we leave the city?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present fell silent, and the air fell into a deathly silence. Yes, Donglu is cunning. If there is such a thing, breaking out of the city is a dead end.

Yan Keyi listened quietly at the side, letting the doctor change the dressing and wrap a new bandage on him. He lowered his head, but at this moment he was surprised that the room was quiet, so he raised his head.

Everyone frowned, Li Chengdong's face was uncertain, he gritted his teeth and thought hard, it was a matter of life and death, so he couldn't help being careless.

Yan Keyi wanted to open his mouth to express his opinion, but he opened his mouth, but he didn't say it in the end. He was defeated in this battle, and he had a great responsibility. As a forward, he was defeated by the Qing army. After retreating for thirty miles, the defeated soldiers dispersed Li Chengdong's central army. According to military law, they should be killed.

But Li Chengdong didn't behead him. When Yan Keyi dragged his bloody body into Xinfeng City, Li Chengdong just looked at his injuries, arranged for a doctor to heal his injuries, and let him perform his crimes and meritorious deeds.

But guilt filled Yan Keyi's heart, he knew that his crime was unforgivable, and he was ashamed to speak again.

The silence in the room lasted for a while, and was finally broken by a slight sigh.

"Just...wait another day." Li Chengdong said quietly: "Wait another day, breaking out of the siege is a matter of success or failure, don't be abrupt, just wait a bit, and find out the whereabouts of the Tartars before we talk about it."

Everyone nodded silently, knowing everything.

Yan Keyi was in the corner, watching this scene, felt a pain in his heart, he knew that the shadow of Tartar in everyone's heart had deepened again.

……

"Wow~~~!"

The paperweights, inkstones, pen holders, glazed teacups and other things on the table, as well as a thick stack of memorials, were danced vigorously by Emperor Yongli, and they all flew into the sky.

Heavy things bounced around, papers flew all over the room, and then fell from the sky in a profuse manner, landing on the ground.

The furious Emperor Yongli grabbed every object that could be grabbed around him, and threw it around. For a while, the things he threw were everywhere in the Ruoda palace. If it wasn't for the heavy table, it would have To be lifted up and thrown out by him.

The eunuch Wang Kun was hit on the head by something, and he was bleeding bloody, looking very painful, but he ignored it, hugged Emperor Yongli's leg tightly, and cried hoarsely He shouted: "Long live God, calm down, Long live God, calm down! Don't get so angry, the servants will never be able to get back! Calm down, calm down!"

Emperor Yongli kicked him hard twice, but he couldn't go away, so he simply ignored him, dragged this hundred-jin man around with difficulty, looking for things that he could pick up and throw away, and finally, when he was in the hall, After the last pair of curtains were torn off by Emperor Yongli and torn into pieces, Emperor Yongli, who had been making a fuss for a quarter of an hour, was exhausted and sat down on the ground exhausted.

Wang Kun hugged Emperor Yongli's thigh for a while, and found that the young man showed no sign of continuing to go crazy, so he let go. He quickly knelt down in front of Yongli, knocked his head on the ground, and said in tears: "Please, Your Majesty, put the state affairs and the community first, take good care of your body, and don't do this again!"

As for the other eunuchs and maids in the palace, they knelt in the corners tremblingly, trembling, no one dared to make a sound.

Emperor Yongli held his head high, leaning against a nine-dragon pillar, panting feebly, looking at the beams with dull eyes. The black tiles were looking at him from a height of more than ten feet above his head, silently. The heavy darkness spread over him, making him feel even more depressed.

"What's the use of cherishing it!" Emperor Yongli sighed, limp without a trace of strength: "It's a shame that I can't follow the example of Emperor Longwu with a sword to conquer the battlefield. Jiangshan~~!"

"Long live, even though the defeat in the first battle can still be saved, if the dragon's body is burned in anger, it will not be redeemed by thousands of victories. Please calm down, calm down!" Wang Kun knocked his head wildly and shouted sadly.

"One hundred thousand soldiers, one hundred thousand soldiers, each of them can flood Ganzhou with a mouthful of saliva. How did they lose? Ah? Wang Kun, tell me, how did they lose?" Emperor Yongli had lost his strength. He wanted to stand up and lose his temper again, but he couldn't stand up, so he waved his hand, as if trying to drive away some annoying things in front of him.

"This..." Wang Kun was stunned for a moment, raised his head to think about it, and then kowtowed his head again.

The wind blew in from the window, making a gold teacup jingle and roll to the corner, and the papers all over the hall were flying in the air like snowflakes.

A piece of paper fell to the door, and was grabbed by a figure who stood by the door for a long time.

This person didn't enter the door, but just stood outside the door. On the paper in his hand, there were black writings, the words "Xinfeng was defeated" were particularly eye-catching.

Qu Shixu just stood there, pinching the piece of paper, without moving for a long time, while inside the palace, the crying sound of "woo woo" came faintly, and the sound was admirable.

In fact, in Qu Shixu's other hand, he was still holding a booklet, which contained news from Huguang.

He thought about it, and decided that it is better to change the time, and then hand this booklet to Yongli.

(End of this chapter)