Longevity begins with Jinyiwei

Accompanied by a loud shout, the cannons that had been aiming suddenly roared!

Flames streaked across the sky, intertwined on several sides, and in the blink of an eye, a firepower net was formed in the sky!

In the end, shells crashed into the dilapidated city of Quanzhou.

Cannonballs exploded, masonry splashed, and houses collapsed. In this doomsday scene, soldiers of the Ming army hid in every corner almost numbly. Although there were screams, there was no movement in Quanzhou City.

The artillery roared for nearly a quarter of an hour before the towering siege equipment slowly moved towards the city wall of Quanzhou. Thanks to the emphasis on craftsmen in the Daheng Army, almost every siege equipment passed through I don't know how many improvements have been made.

There was a musketeer brother standing among the siege equipment, condescendingly aiming and firing towards the city wall of Quanzhou, and there were also soldiers with strong arms, holding grenades one after another, and throwing them towards the city wall.

What's more, the artillery was even moved to the siege equipment, pouring firepower on the city wall wantonly.

Under the siege equipment, there are also soldiers holding large shields, covering the soldiers pushing the siege equipment, and there are well-defended shield vehicles, full of soldiers, moving towards the gap in the city wall.

There are also rows of musket guns, aiming and firing from bottom to top, row after row, multi-stage shooting suppresses the counterattack on the city wall.

Compared with the turbulent attack of the Heng army, the defense of the Ming army on the city wall is undoubtedly much weaker.

Dozens of days of fierce fighting had exhausted all the firearms and ammunition in stock in Quanzhou City, the firecrackers had already turned into fire sticks, and the cannons had already been silenced, leaving only primitive means of defending the city.

The stones, bricks and beams removed from the houses in the city, the hot dung juice, and the dense clusters of arrows...

As long as you can think of, and in Quanzhou City, the means of defending the city that can be realized, are all reflected in this Quanzhou City!

Looking down from the sky, close to the north where Daheng will focus on attacking, the houses on the two city walls on the east side are almost completely demolished. The demolished bricks, stones and logs are either used to reinforce the city wall, or they have become tools for defending the city. .

And the people in the city are almost all soldiers!

Regardless of men, women, or children, they were all forced to go into battle. The young and strong went to the city wall, while the old and the weak braved artillery fire to carry the defense supplies and the wounded.

This battle lasted for dozens of days, and it seemed that the entire city of Quanzhou was nearly exhausted!

But for most of the low-level soldiers on both sides, there was never any belief in a deadly battle, and some were just crazy about being forced to fight to the death!

In the dozens of days of war, the soldiers and civilians of the supervisory teams who died on both sides probably accounted for two to three out of ten of the total casualties!

Under Quanzhou City's strategy of all the people being soldiers, this number is obviously even more cruel.

Human life, in this decisive battle to destroy the country, seems to be the least worth mentioning.

The only hidden danger has been eliminated. For any Daheng general, this war thinks that when it is time to end, no one wants to fight fiercely in Quanzhou City again!

The four words "Success in the First World War" were uttered from the mouth of Lord Yasukuni and passed down layer by layer, reaching the ears of every general, and then reaching the hearts of every soldier.

The Daheng Chinese Army's banner has already moved forward for several miles, and Daheng Yasukuni Lord personally came to the front line to supervise the battle, and one army after another rushed forward almost continuously.

Time and time again, it hits the already fragile but tenacious city defense of Quanzhou City!

Kill!

Endless bloodshed, clashes of swords, roaring of artillery, firing of blunderbusses, and the disappearance of numb lives one by one, this decisive battle, from the very beginning, has fallen into an unprecedented intensity!

The chaotic shouts of killing filled every part of the battlefield, and the orderly formation of the supervisory team lined up behind the charging soldiers, using undisguised on-the-spot rectification, forcing the soldiers to carry out a desperate attack.

With the continuation of the battle, the figures of Daheng soldiers slowly appeared on the tower.

This scene is not uncommon in previous siege battles. Since ancient times, the defenders have always had an absolute advantage in the battle of the city. Ability, even if the defending soldiers are weak, even if the attacking side is extremely elite, it is not too difficult to defend.

For Nanming, these are not problems.

Although there were great differences within the Southern Ming court, there was no shortage of people who dared to fight, and there were no longer a few who dared to imitate the dead.

In this way, this siege battle is naturally difficult!

"The Polu camp will follow!"

Lord Yasukuni stared at the fierce battle on the city wall, and without hesitation, he sent out the elite personal guard battalion that had followed him in the north and south for many years, and was undoubtedly the top guard battalion in the Daheng army system.

"promise!"

The guard generals on the side responded without hesitation, got on their horses, and with an order, thousands of soldiers from the Polu battalion moved accordingly, following the sequence of siege, and headed towards Quanzhou City.

"Let the navy enter the port, aim at Quanzhou City and give me a bombardment!"

Lord Yasukuni glanced at the direction of Quanzhou Port, and then issued a military order.

After finishing speaking, Lord Yasukuni seemed to have thought of something, and hastily added another sentence.

"Also, the group that informed Jin Yiwei must keep an eye on King Shou!"

One by one, the messengers rode away, and the course of the battle also changed with the military orders of Lord Yasukuni.

Under this change, it is obvious that the attack has become more turbulent. Under this siege at all costs, the war has also changed from siege to the stage of seizing the city!

Under the strong attack at all costs, teams of Daheng soldiers set foot on the city wall with siege equipment, while the Ming army also provided continuous support by climbing the inner city stairs of the city tower.

Soldiers from both sides, on this narrow city wall, were almost crowded with people, life for life, neither side had room to retreat, even if they wanted to retreat, the crowded crowd blocked any possibility of retreat!

Entanglement, anxiety, every section of the city wall has almost become a meat grinder!

The flowing plasma gushed out from the corpse, dyed the ground of the city wall red, and then flowed down along the cracks in the city wall. On the dilapidated city wall, fierce bloodstains were forcibly engraved!

As time went by little by little, more and more corpses were piled up on the city wall, and the engraved bloodstains became more and more dazzling and hideous!

The soldiers on both sides have already killed their eyes. For the Nanming generals and officials who commanded the army, this battle is a battle to the death, a battle of loyalty to the country, and a battle of burial for the country!

For the generals of Daheng, this is a battle to destroy the country, and it is a great achievement!It's a ladder to the sky!

Neither side has room to retreat.

The loyal bones buried in Qingshan, in this Quanzhou city tower, this battle of annihilating the country has already buried countless loyal bones from both sides!

And the brutal fighting continued.

The rise of one party's hegemony is bound to be accompanied by the desolation of the other party's hegemony.

If we say that the sky change in the second year of Jingwu was the prelude to the alternation of the old and the new.

The current battle is to declare the rules of the new era, and it has already swept the world with the unstoppable military might!

Those who do not respect the rules of the new era, no matter whether they are loyal or traitorous, will all end in dismay!

This city of Quanzhou is the final manifestation of the will of the old era.

And right now, this Quanzhou City, in this final decisive battle, seems to be coming to an end!

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Chapter 574 A Song of Tragedy

"kill!"

"Broken the city!"

"Daheng Wannian!"

The sound of shouting and killing went straight into the sky, resounding between the sky and the earth, and the rolling bloody intention stirred up the clouds, reflecting the blood red between the sky and the earth!

Under this frenzied fighting, the battle has slowly shifted from the city wall to the inside of the city, and the closed city gates are also slowly opened in the midst of charging and fighting again and again.

The ready-to-go cavalry charge poured into the city of Quanzhou like a tidal wave, and the Dahenglong flag at the top of the city fluttered between the blood and fire, officially declaring the dominance of the Daheng soldiers in this war!

On the tower, the remnant soldiers resisted, and one after another the Nanming soldiers in mandarin duck battle robes fell in a pool of blood. The general soldier Weng Zhiqi flew to the top of the tower with blood all over his body, and knelt down on the ground: "My lord, I can't hold on anymore!" , break out!"

Liu Zhaoji looked at the already defeated battlefield, his eyes shifted, and finally he looked around for a long time before he smiled sadly: "There will be no land of great Ming in this world, so where can Liu be sheltered!"

After finishing speaking, Liu Zhaoji waved his hands: "You guys go, wherever you can survive, go there!"

Weng Zhiqi shouted: "My lord, there is still a chance. The constant thief is now focusing on attacking the city, and we can still break through!"

"You go!"

Liu Zhaoji shook his head weakly, turned around and walked towards the room in the tower.

"grown ups!"

Weng Zhiqi stepped forward quickly, Liu Zhaoji drew his sword and pointed at Weng Zhiqi, shouting angrily:

"As a minister of the Ming Dynasty, Liu will die in the land of the Ming Dynasty!"

"My lord! Let's go!"

Weng Zhiqi prayed.

Liu Zhaoji shook his head, turned his sword and said with a smile:

"Received by the country's grace, it is righteous to die for the country with one's own body!"

With a flash of sword light, the standing body collapsed, a smear of scarlet stained the red official robe, and the scarlet color expanded, making it more dazzling...

"grown ups!"

Weng Zhiqi knelt beside the corpse, her face covered with blood and tears.

"General, the constant bandits are coming!"

Some soldiers came galloping in embarrassment, shouting loudly.

Weng Zhiqi wiped away the tears from his face, lifted Liu Zhaoji up, gritted his teeth and said, "Kill the thief!"

As soon as the words fell, Weng Zhiqi raised the saber and rushed down the tower.

Seeing this, several soldiers also hurriedly followed.

At this moment, on the city wall, the soldiers of the Ming army have already been defeated. Looking around, they are all Daheng soldiers in black armor and black robes.

A group of Nanming soldiers led by Weng Zhiqi disappeared completely like a wave merged into a wave without the slightest wave.

"Kill the thief!"

A yamen inspector rushed out from the Quanzhou government office. Quanzhou governor Zhang Yao, holding a sword that had never been stained with blood, rushed to the forefront.

Zhang Yao, who was praised as Zhang Qingtian by the people of Quanzhou, at this moment, wearing a neat official robe, looked riddled with scarlet blood, and Zhang Yao raised his sword and shouted: "Kill the thief!"

boom!

The body collapsed with a bang, and the plundering Daheng Bingfeng didn't stop at all, passed the body riddled with holes, and rushed into the government office.

In the residence of the chief assistant of the Quanzhou cabinet, several ministers of Nanming gathered, and glasses of poisoned wine were displayed in front of the ministers.

"Since you are a minister of Ming Dynasty, Mr. Wang, you will be one step ahead."

Wang Jiayan, the servant of the Ministry of War, stood up, picked up the poisoned wine, bowed his hands to the ministers present, drank it all, and then sat down calmly, without changing his face.

"Hahaha, old minister, it's time to see the late emperor!"

Ling Yiqu from Dali Temple laughed a few times, picked up the poisoned wine, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Yes, see the late emperor, and report to the late emperor about Thief Li's usurping act!"

"The 260-plus years of the brilliant Ming Dynasty were buried in the hands of Thief Li!"

Meng Zhaoxiang, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, shouted sadly, picked up the poisoned wine, and drank it all in one gulp!

"The old minister is incompetent in guarding the soil, and he has no face to face the late emperor!"

Ma Shiying, a cabinet scholar, burst into tears. After drinking it in one gulp, he took a few steps back tremblingly, crying incessantly.

One after another mournful shouts sounded one after another in the courtyard, and one after another bodies also collapsed in the courtyard.

In the end, only Qian Qianyi, the chief minister of the cabinet, stood alone, looking at the scarlet courtyard, he tremblingly picked up the poisoned wine, hesitating.

I don't know when, Liu Rushi came out of the room, facing the scarlet all over the courtyard, but without the slightest fear, he went to the table, raised the jug, and poured another glass of wine.

"Husband, let Rushi accompany you to drink this wine! Huangquan Road, you and I will walk together!"

After finishing speaking, Liu Rushi raised his wine glass and wanted to drink it all in one gulp. Qian Qianyi was shocked and knocked down the wine glass!

"No! No!"

Liu Ru was puzzled.

Qian Qianyi dodged his eyes, and immediately said: "Your Majesty is young, I can't die!"

"Heng Thief will treat His Majesty well, you and I will only implicate Your Majesty if we remain in this world..."

Liu Rushi explained.

Qian Qianyi's eyes were still dodged, and he tried to explain:

"I'm dead, Your Majesty will have no one to help..."

Sentence by sentence, the more he said, Qian Qianyi seemed to feel that he had found the right path, and his eyes became more sincere and firm.

Liu Rushi frowned slightly, staring at Qian Qianyi closely, his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the heart.

Being stared at by such gazes, Qian Qianyi couldn't help but feel ashamed, and embraced Liu Rushi in his arms, as if this could alleviate the guilt in his heart.