"Mr. Fujian, take care!"
"Ning Haibo, take care!"
At the Xuanwu Gate in the north of the palace city, Duke Yan Xiaoyong of Fujian and Ning Haibo He Jiuyi said goodbye to each other.
The military orders were overwhelming. After receiving the order from the Crown Prince, one of them went north and the other went west. Yan Xiaoyong led Zhang Hu's 15,000 troops from Jinwu Town and rushed towards Prince Ji's Mansion near Bei'anmen in the north of the imperial city; Ninghai
Bohe Jiuyi led five thousand East Palace guards to Xihua Gate.
"Chen Shilang, a large number of soldiers and horses are coming from a distance." Chen Shou, the right minister of the Ministry of War, was deploying defense, and his subordinates came to report.
He is the direct uncle of King Ji, an iron rod that breaks bones and connects tendons. After Zhu Ruodeng transferred the elite soldiers of the palace to the palace, he left four thousand soldiers and horses to guard the palace. He did not want the enemy to come. He hurriedly climbed to the city to take a look.
There are many people on the other side, and Wuyangyang can't be seen at a glance, using the banner of Jinwu Town.
"It's actually Jinwu Town! They didn't guard the palace city, but they came to attack our palace!" Chen Shou felt a chill in his heart and secretly cried out in pain. The three towns of Yulin, Tengxiang, and Jinwu are the most powerful among the eight towns of the Forbidden Army.
, responsible for the task of guarding the imperial city and palace. I thought that the crown prince would keep this elite army with him, but unexpectedly, he sent it to attack Prince Ji's Mansion. He only had four thousand soldiers and horses, how could he defeat the enemy?
Two other confidants of King Ji, Yang Wei and Zhuang Cheng, came to Chen Shou's side.
"Mr. Chen, looking at the enemy's flag, the number of people is about 50,000. The entire Jinwu Town has come, so we must prepare to defend it immediately." Yang Wei, associate bachelor of the Royal Army Academy of the Ming Dynasty, advised Chen Shou. Among the three, only
He is a military commander and has fought in big battles.
"Mr. Yang, I am not good at fighting. The defense of the city depends entirely on Gong Yang." Chen Shou bowed to Yang Wei.
Yang Wei did not refuse and ordered his sergeants to go to the city to defend the city, preparing more stones, rolling logs, gold soup, wolf fangs and the like. Fortunately, King Ji's subordinates were mostly veterans of hundreds of battles who had fought bloody battles with the Rakshasa people, so they were under unified command.
Next, busy but not chaotic, quietly waiting for the coming storm.
"Stop!"
As the Duke of Fujian Yan Xiaoyong gave an order, the 15,000 Jinwu Town officers and soldiers stopped and stood silently. As expected of veterans of hundreds of battles, well-trained, an invisible murderous aura quickly spread among the swords, guns, swords and halberds.
"I've heard for a long time that Mr. Zhang is a tiger general. Can I let my countrymen see the tiger's power?" Yan Xiaoyong looked at Zhang Hu with a smile.
Zhang Hu, the commander-in-chief of Jinwu Town, was born as a Daxi thief. He rebelled with the Eight Kings when he was more than ten years old. Later, he returned to the Ming Dynasty and made many military exploits. He was favored by the Crown Prince Zhu Ruoji and became his confidant. He was known in the army for his courage in fighting.
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"Just watch, my lord." Zhang Hu laughed ferociously, and the scars at the corners of his eyes were particularly ferocious.
"Get ready to attack the city," he roared. Immediately, soldiers from Jinwu's right battalion and Jinwu's rear battalion scattered out, felling trees, tearing down the door panels of people near Bei'anmen, and building floating bridges and wooden ladders.
Most of the people who can live in the imperial city are officials and officials, but in the general trend of the struggle for imperial power, those who are not official are of little use. The sergeants like wolves and tigers are tearing down door panels everywhere, looking for wood for siege, and some even
Taking advantage of the opportunity to rob the treasury, those who dare to resist will offend the soldiers and be stabbed. When officials encounter soldiers, they have no reason to explain, so they have to remember the account first, wait until the chaos is over, and then mercilessly invade Jinwu Town.
One book.
"Dong~dong~dong~"
Jinwu Town's front camp commander Zhou Dapeng led his 500 troops to carry the pontoon bridge and the long ladder towards the moat of the palace. Not far behind him, the sinister face of Zhang Erxian, the front camp commander who was supervising the battle, could be seen clearly.
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Zhou Dapeng is a veteran. He has been in the army for more than 20 years and has finally become a general from a small soldier. "Run faster!" he shouted, but he turned around and hid behind the formation while carrying a long ladder.<
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"Shoot!"
Yang Wei waved his hand, and a rain of arrows suddenly passed over the palace wall.
"Whoosh~whoosh~whoosh~"
Hundreds of Jinwu Town soldiers were shot down by the moat, but more than a dozen pontoon bridges were built for the army.
Zhou Dapeng's eyes narrowed, the time has come to make a meritorious deed! Carrying the long ladder along the pontoon to the bottom of the royal city.
"Well, General Zhou fought bravely!" Zhang Erxian praised him and wondered whether he should be promoted to a higher level after the war.
"Bang", there was a gunshot, and Zhou Dapeng fell down as if his strength had been sucked dry. Whether he was promoted or not, it had nothing to do with him.
"Change to the second formation," Zhang Erxian ordered coldly, as if Commander Zhou who had just died in the battle was just an ant.
The front camp of Jinwu Town rushed towards the royal city one after another, rushing up and being driven down, and then rushing up again. The two armies fought and fought, changing formations six times in a row, but they were still unable to attack the city wall.
"Waste!"
Zhang Hu became angry. Seeing that the front camp suffered heavy casualties, he ordered the left camp to replace the front camp and press forward.
Gradually, the casualties of the Royal City defenders increased, and the shirts worn by Yang Wei, Chen Shou, and Zhuang Cheng turned blood red.
In the Chengyun Hall, Princess Ji Zhang Wan put on her military uniform and summoned the eldest son Zhu Yijiong and the second son Zhu Yiyao. One was four years old and the other was only two years old. They were jumping around, unaware that the danger was coming. Seeing these two naive
Zhang Wan felt sour in her heart, and said to her confidant female official Chen Renren: "If the royal city is destroyed, and you take the two emperors and grandsons to escape through the small gate, you must keep these two roots for your highness."
"Yes, your Majesty," Chen Renren burst into tears, "Even if I sacrifice my slave's life, I will protect the Emperor Sun Zhouquan!"
Zhang Wan nodded, stopped looking at her, turned to King Ji's side concubine Tao Litong Laga, and his concubine Na Ren Qimuge and said: "You are all His Highness's women. You must not be humiliated after the city is defeated! Give you two
There is a choice, either go up the city wall and kill the enemy, or hang yourself. Choose for yourself."
The three girls are all from the Mongolian tribe, and they can also use swords and guns. When they saw that Princess Zhang, who came from a scholarly family, had put on military uniforms, they were very impressed and expressed their willingness to go to the city to help defend.
Eunuchs, palace maids, domestic slaves, healthy women, cooks, concierges... all the men, women, old and young in Prince Ji's palace who could fight, were all organized by Zhang Wan. There were actually a thousand people who came to the city to help in the battle.
"It is the crime of me and others to see the princess and put her in danger." Yang Wei, Chen Shou, and Zhuang Cheng were deeply moved when they saw Princess Zhang in military uniform and the men, women, and children from the palace she brought with her.
"The princes are guarding the palace for Your Highness, and even though I am a woman, I am willing to die with the princes." Zhang Wan's voice was not loud, but it made everyone want to die and their fighting spirit was high.
"Dong~dong~dong~"
Outside the royal city, Duke Yan Xiaoyong of Fujian personally beat the marching drum.
Zhang Hu knew that this was the prince expressing his dissatisfaction with his delay in breaking the city. He couldn't help but blushed, put on his armor and held a sword in front of the formation, and shouted: "Central camp, follow me to kill the enemy, advance or retreat."
, I am invincible!"
Jinwu Town is the elite of the world; Zhongjun Camp is the elite of the elite. Seeing that the master is about to fight, everyone screams and rushes towards the city without fear of death.
They were very fierce. Those in front died in battle, while those behind stepped on the corpses of the people in front and continued to rush upward. As if they didn't know what death was, they rushed up to the city in a blink of an eye and occupied several footholds on the city wall.
Seeing another fierce enemy coming, Shi Zhuangcheng, the left commander of the palace, attacked them with a long gun. Although he was a civil servant, he was proficient in martial arts. He swung the big gun and killed several people in a row. Then, he met Zhang Hu, the commander-in-chief of Jinwu Town.
The broadsword.
Zhang Hu had been in the army and killed people since he was a child. He had rich combat experience. He sidestepped Zhuang Cheng's spear and took his life with a backhand knife.
"Zhuang Changshi!"
This scene was seen by Yang Wei who was standing next to him. He cried out in pain, took off his long bow and shot an arrow.
A good arrow is as fast as a shooting star. But Zhang Hu's reaction was faster. When he heard the sound of the arrow, he shrunk and missed the vital point, but hit his right arm.
"Oops!"
The sword fell to the ground, Zhang Hu did not dare to fight anymore, and retreated from the city after being injured.
"The general failed to attack the city, please ask the Duke to punish him." When he returned to the formation, he apologized to Yan Xiaoyong.
"I can see clearly in this battle that Mr. Zhang has tried his best and it is not your fault." Yan Xiaoyong thought for a while and said: "I hope that the wall of Prince Ji's Mansion is strong and it will be difficult to attack in a hurry. It seems that we need to transport a few cannons from the Xuanwumen wall.
Just come.”
This chapter has been completed!