Daming: Stealing Chen Yuanyuan at the beginning

Chapter 42
June [-], Liaocheng.

Inside the Qing army camp, the hot sun baked the earth.Dodo was sleepy and irritable, like a jackal who had been hungry for a long time.

I thought that leading the army to the south would make a great contribution, but it went smoothly at first, Linqing and other places waited and surrendered, but encountered big trouble in the small Liaocheng.

For nearly a month, the army stopped like this.Including the surrendered soldiers brought by the landlords and gentry and officials from various places, there were a total of 15 horses, and they couldn't do anything to an inconspicuous city.

What a shame, if you spread the word, you won't be laughed off!

Especially that guy Azig, he has been fighting openly and secretly with the two Dorgon brothers.Now that Azige has led his troops to the city of Xi'an, he is proud of himself. If he hears that Duoduo can't take Liaocheng, wouldn't he just gloat and see it as a joke?

"Bring me the king's ointment and bong!" Duoduo fell into a reclining chair, yawning listlessly.

A guard brought "divine anointing" and a bong, and Duoduo couldn't wait to grab it.There was not much ointment left, so he took off a piece the size of a fingernail, baked it in the bong, and began to puff and groan in his mouth because of the comfort.

Kong Youde frowned and said: "I don't know when the lord started smoking opium, you have to control it..."

"What did you say?" Duoduo gave Kong Youde a sideways glance.

Kong Youde lowered his voice: "My lord, the so-called god ointment is actually opium. We Han people use it as medicine to cure diseases, but we have never seen anyone use it as a cigarette. My lord, who taught you this?"

"Chen Hongfan, he said it was a gift from Chongzhen to our dynasty."

Kong Youde and Geng Zhongming looked at each other, and they both felt that something was wrong.

"My lord, someone in my ancestors was a doctor, so I heard that opium is very strong, and it is three-point poisonous. It is better to smoke less." Kong Youde continued to persuade.

Duoduo was furious, and said: "I can do whatever I want, and I want you to be nagging? You also said that opium is a kind of medicine. What harm can taking medicine do? If you have this kind of spare time, why don't you think about how to conquer it?" Liaocheng!"

Geng Zhongming hurriedly said: "Your Majesty calm down, I thought of a plan. Let's send someone to recruit Yan Yingyuan, who is guarding the city, to let him relax his vigilance, and at the same time dig a tunnel secretly..."

Doduo probably smoked too much opium and was very irritable. He waved his hands and said, "How long will it take to dig the tunnel? I don't want to delay a day. I still want to go to Nanjing as soon as possible! Come on, send Those who don't want to shave their hair are brought down to the city and cut off one by one, so that the people of Liaocheng can see what happens when they oppose my Daqing."

Geng Zhongming opened his mouth to speak, but Kong Youde stopped him secretly.

Not long after, thousands of ragged civilians were tied up in strings and driven to an open area in front of the north gate of Liaocheng.Hundreds of executioners stood behind with swords in their arms and bare chests.

This scene alarmed the soldiers guarding the city, and someone had already reported it to Yan Yingyuan and the other three.The three hurried to the north gate wall, and Chen Mingyu asked, "What kind of tricks are the Tartars trying to do?"

"Just be patient." Feng Houdun said.

Then a large group of people came around Duduo, and Duduo nodded to a messenger.The messenger then rode forward a hundred meters and shouted at the top of his lungs:
"The Regent of the Qing Dynasty issued an order that all people in the world should shave their hair and wear it easily.

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the executioners raised their knives and dropped their heads, one by one.The blood mist sprayed thinly, and the sky and the earth changed color.

The soldiers on the city wall were gnashing their teeth. Yan Yingyuan slammed his fist on the wall and said angrily, "You son of a bitch, you bully people too much and insult me ​​Huaxia!"

The messenger of the Qing army shouted again: "You people in Liaocheng are so stubborn that you still refuse to shave your hair. If you still defend the city and refuse to surrender, you will be punished more! Prince Yu said earlier that if you surrender today, you will be spared if you shave your hair." Go to death, if you don't surrender, you will be slaughtered for three days after the city is broken, and no chicken or dog will be left behind!"

"Damn it!" Yan Yingyuan took a bow, shot an arrow, and cursed, "I'd rather be bombarded than surrender!"

The feathered arrow brushed the messenger's ear and flew out. The messenger was so frightened that he lay on his horse and ran away.

Duoduo was furious, and shouted: "At all costs, Liaocheng must be taken today! Boluo, you come to lead the battle!"

Boluo is the grandson of Nurhachi. He is brave and brave. He wears three layers of armor, has two knives in his back and two knives in his hands.

The guards on the city resisted with coffins and stabbed him with spears, but they couldn't enter.

Yan Yingyuan shouted: "Prick his face."

So everyone stabbed him in the face one after another. One soldier took an iron hook and scythe and cut off his throat with force. Another soldier cut off his head and held it in his hand, yelling.

The morale of the defenders on the city was greatly boosted. Seeing that Bo Luo was killed, Duoduo was even more insane, and said like crazy: "Slaughter the city, slaughter the city!"

The Qing army was really crazy, and the whole army went out, attacking fiercely.The supervising team of thousands of people rode back and forth on tall horses, and anyone who wanted to retreat, or was a little timid, was killed immediately.

Chen Mingyu said solemnly: "For so many days, with the support of men, women and children in the city, we have exhausted all means to block the offensives of the Qing soldiers again and again. Now the city has run out of food and grass, and more than half of the strong men have been killed or injured. After demolishing hundreds of rooms, even if we intend to kill the enemy, we will be powerless."

Feng Houdun also said sadly: "Looking at the posture of the Tartars today, they are determined to win, and I am afraid that Liaocheng will not be able to hold it."

"Are you two scared?" Yan Yingyuan asked.

"Why should I be afraid of death? I just feel that I have failed the great trust of the Holy Majesty!" Chen Mingyu was emotional.

Yan Yingyuan smiled bleakly, and said: "Yes, the three of you and I were borrowed from unknown people in Jiangyin. If it weren't for the great kindness of the emperor, what could we do in this life? Your Majesty's kindness can never be repaid in a lifetime! Because of this , if we can keep one more day, we will repay the grace of the saint for one day, and if we keep it for a moment longer, we will repay the grace of the saint for one moment. As for the result, it is hard to predict, but please have a clear conscience!"

"Yes, but please have a clear conscience!" Chen Mingyu and Feng Houdun became emotional.

At this moment, the north gate was breached, and Qing soldiers rushed in.

"I'll take people to stop the Qing soldiers entering the city!" Feng Houdun said, beckoning the soldiers to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Yan Yingyuan took Feng Houdun's hand, and said affectionately, "The three of us have been together for a long time, and we fall in love with each other. Today we go to Huangquan together, and it will be clear. Bring some wine!"

A soldier brought a jug of wine, Yan Yingyuan took a sip first, Chen Mingyu and Feng Houdun also took a big sip each.

Then they looked at each other and laughed, the wine soaked the front of their chests, but they felt that their chests were wide open, and their pride was dry.

Yan Yingyuan dipped his fingers in the wine and wrote the Jue Ming couplet on the city wall: "On the 10th day, I will lead my hair to be loyal to the people of the seventeen dynasties of the Taizu; [-] people will die with one heart and one heart, and leave the Ming Dynasty for three hundred miles."

Chen Ming met with praise: "Good poetry, the Tao has exhausted my heart!"

"Drinking the strong wine of the Ming Dynasty in his lifetime, he was also a ghost hero of the Ming Dynasty after his death, so happy, so happy!" Feng Houdun laughed loudly, and rushed to the north gate with his soldiers.

A quarter of an hour later, Feng Houdun died in battle in front of the north gate.When he was dying, he clung to the head of an enemy, bit the ear of the enemy, and finally separated the two after his arm was cut off.

"It's my turn! Brother Yan, I'll wait for you in the Hall of Yama. When the time comes, we will accuse Lord Yama of the crimes of the Manchu Tartars together. If Lord Yama doesn't say anything, we'll smash the Hall of Yama. I'll go! "Chen Mingyu bowed his hands and said goodbye.

Chen Mingyu died. When he died, he leaned on a knife with both hands, standing upright like a monument.

Yan Yingyuan led the rest of the soldiers to fight the Qing soldiers in the streets. He had only one idea, to kill one more Tartar before he died and earn one more.When your strength is exhausted, find a place to commit suicide, and you must not be captured alive by the Tartars.

After fighting fiercely for half an hour, we walked through several alleys and gradually came to the east gate, where there was a shimmering pond in front of us.

It was getting dark, and there were only three soldiers left around.Yan Yingyuan knew that he should go too, bowed to the soldiers, and said: "We did our best, and we have no regrets. You go, there is still time to escape."

A soldier said: "Mr. Yan, what about you?"

Yan Yingyuan smiled without answering, suddenly pointed to one side and said, "Look, who's here?"

After the three soldiers turned their heads to look over, Yan Yingyuan ran towards the pond.When he reached the edge of the pond, he raised his knife and stabbed it in the chest, then jumped into the water, and soon sank.

"Mr. Yan!" The three soldiers turned their heads after hearing the movement, and when they understood what was going on, they immediately burst into tears.

The three of them knelt down and kowtowed, then stood in silence for a long time.One of them said: "Where else can we escape to? Even if the Tatars surrender and are lucky enough not to be killed, will you be willing to shave your hair and change your clothes?"

"I don't want to, I was born a Han, and died a Han ghost!" One person said.

"Okay, why don't you follow Mr. Yan!"

The three of them pulled out their waist knives at the same time, wiped their necks, and died laughing loudly.

(End of this chapter)