At the top of Ningyuan City, the Ming army and the Hou Jin Dynasty had begun to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

Bang!

Slashing with long knives, sparks flew everywhere.

The sounds of shouting, cursing, the sound of a knife entering the body, and the sound of hands falling to the ground are endless.

Under the hazy moonlight, the city was full of soldiers and civilians fighting each other bloody.

Red blood flowed from the corpse, along the floor tiles on the city wall, some seeped into it, making the ground red, and some flowed out along the gaps, condensing a pool of blood in the potholes, stepped on it, and there was a pop.

Black blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the sky black and red.

Liu Da, the flag officer, glared angrily. After resisting the vertical attack of Hou Jin soldiers, he took advantage of the attack and immediately abandoned his sword to bully him. He slammed his shoulders into his ribs, and then the sharp dagger from his waist followed.

Before Hou Jin's soldier could react, a white light flashed, and red flesh and blood suddenly appeared from the soldier's neck, and then there was bleeding. With a plop, the body fell to the ground and died.

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"Kill the slave!" Liu Da raised his toes, held the long knife in his hand again, and slashed at the head of Hou Jin Zhanbing, who was climbing up again.

The war has reached a critical moment, and both Man Gui and Zhao Zhijiao have taken action with their own hands and fought bloody battles with Jiannu.

At this time, Yuan Chonghuan had already begun to summon all the young and strong men in the city, distribute them with sticks and iron tools, mix them with the veterans, and directly support the north and east of the city where the fighting was most intense.

At the same time, the entire Ningyuan City is still under absolute martial law and control. Without Xiong Tingbi's warrant, no one is allowed to enter or exit the streets. Anyone who dares to do something has the right to kill without mercy those with great prestige in each neighborhood!<

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Standing in the courtyard, he heard the killing cries from the top of the city. Xiong Tingbi stood there quietly, as if listening. Now he wanted to know the news about Wang Qi more than ever.

In the waves of Hou Jin's attacks, Ningyuan City was like a small boat floating on it that could capsize at any time. It could explode suddenly with a bang at any time, and then leave a few pieces of armor and go with the waves.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of fighting, gunfire, and the sound of swords clashing seemed to have disappeared, and the city suddenly became quiet...

Woohoo!!!

The wailing bugle sounded in Xiong Tingbi's ears, like the sound of Ming Jin withdrawing his troops.

"Jiannu has withdrawn his troops?" Xiong Tingbi's brows jumped, and a touch of joy appeared in his eyes.

"My lord! My lord!" Outside the door, the guard ran in with his sword on his waist.

"What's the matter?" Xiong Tingbi turned to look at the visitor: "Did the slaves retreat?"

The guard was panting and looked embarrassed. He stood there and shook his head: "Sir, you'd better go and see for yourself!"

The lights on the top of Ningyuan City were brightly lit. Soldiers lit torches on the top of the city and looked at the retreating army of the Hou Jin Dynasty below. Below the city were piles of corpses built up, including those of the Ming army, Eight Banners soldiers, civilians, and livestock.

The corpses and blood have spread to the distance, and the stench of the corpses stimulates everyone's senses and makes people dizzy.

But Xiong Tingbi, who was helped up to the city tower, had no time to pay attention to the horrific images of hell below the city. Like everyone else, he had already looked at the ten Houjin troops driving carriages not far from the city.

A row of carriages, more than thirty steps apart, came out in a row. They were quite imposing in front of the city. Different from ordinary carriages, these ten carriages each had a giant trumpet barrel erected on them, as if they were shouting.

"What do they want to do?" Zhao Shujiao stared, a little confused.

"It's a surrender!" Yuan Chonghuan sneered, and then ordered: "Let the archers prepare, and shoot him as soon as he opens his mouth!"

"It's too far. Even if it shoots through, it won't be able to penetrate the wooden boards and outer boards," Man Gui on the side measured it with his fingers, then shook his head.

Only Xiong Tingbi remained silent, just watching Hou Jin's tricks outside the city.

While we were talking, the carriage had already been set up under the city.

"Commons and soldiers in Ningyuan City, please listen carefully. This is a matter of wealth and life. You must bear this in mind..."

The ten carriages spoke at the same time, and with the help of the loudspeakers, everyone in the city could hear them clearly.

"My prince has decreed that from now on, anyone who brings the Liaodong manager Xiong Tingbi's clothes and robes out of the city, regardless of male, female, old or young, regardless of official rank, will be rewarded with a thousand taels! Anyone who brings his books and handwriting out of the city will be rewarded with a reward of two thousand taels.

Two, and whoever takes his hair and skin out of the city will be rewarded three thousand taels, beheaded, and rewarded with ten thousand gold and a first-class marquis!"

"Those who brought Yuan Chonghuan, the Left Senator of Liaodong, out of the city in their robes..."

"Bringing the deputy commander of Ning Yuancheng to Mangui..."

"Take along Ning Yuancheng's deputy commander Zhao Shujiao..."

Through the loudspeaker, everyone in the city heard this clearly...

The faces of those who were named were tense and angry.

On the wall of Ningyuan City, everyone's eyes moved and fell silent, and their breathing gasped. The slightly tense atmosphere where everyone was on guard has been lifted up in Ningyuan City.

Everyone may not have the courage to look at the Lord's head for the time being, but... the clothes and robes can be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold? The book and the handwriting are worth two thousand taels? Such a small thing, once you do it, you will be rewarded.

It’s overwhelming wealth!

However, as soon as a person has his thoughts, the whole Ningyuan City is the beginning of chaos. Today he dares to sneak into the government office to pick up a pen, tomorrow he dares to go to the bedside to pick up a lock of hair, and finally he dares to hold his head with a knife.

With one strike, he struck down Ming Dynasty’s Minister of Economic Affairs.

"I'll do it!!!" Zhao Shujiao had never been so insulted. With a loud sound, he drew out his sword and was about to chop Mang Gurtai alive. Man Gui and others were also very angry.

Murder and heart-wrenching?

Top conspiracy!

There was a buzzing buzz on top of the city tower, as if everyone was talking, but also as if everyone was holding their breath, waiting for others to speak.

"Where are the artillery?" Xiong Tingbi finally spoke after a long silence, as if waking up from a dream. He looked at Zhao Zhijiao, pointed his finger at the ten carriages far below the city, and shouted angrily: "What are you doing standing there? Go and turn the artillery.

Boom! Boom! Boom the fuck!"

"I have the order!" Zhao Shujiao pressed the long knife, turned around and left.

We need to turn around the five artillery pieces and blast the frame to pieces.

"All the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty!" Xiong Tingbi turned around and looked at the people on the tower: "Stand ready! Beware of the later Jin barbarians' plan to alienate people!"

Xiong Tingbi glanced around and said in a deep voice: "Today it is easy to kill people and punish people, but in the future the world will be peaceful, where should Xiaoxiao be?!"

The meaning is also very clear: If you are willing to exchange my head for wealth today, then in the future when the Ming Dynasty is stable, will you be classified as a barbarian and live among the white mountains and black waters?

Buzzing, buzzing, like the sound of the wind, like the rolling thunder in the distance, or like the secret chatter among the crowd.

"Behind me, there is the Holy Emperor and the imperial court," Xiong Tingbi shouted loudly and shouted: "The Liaodong General Soldier, Dingyuan Marquis is still here!!"

There was a sudden silence on top of the city tower.

Marquis Dingyuan is still there...but where?
Chapter completed!