Shenyang.

"Mingjun is here!"

Accompanied by a heart-wrenching scream from Tianyou Gate, the people of Chenyang's flag finally ushered in the darkest days of their lives.

Then the whole of Chenyang was in chaos.

Who said that you cannot cross Liaoyang to attack Shenyang?

The great foolish monarch, His Majesty Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty dared to do this!

The biggest problem when crossing Liaoyang to attack Chenyang was that the Liaoyang defenders would seize the retreat, but the Liaoyang defenders were trapped in the city by the Ming army and more than 100,000 Baoyi and slaves. They didn't have the ability to think of it. The logistics was not smooth enough. However, the Ming army transport ships could transport materials through the Taizi River to Liaoyang, and of course they could transport materials along the Hun River to Chenyang. What's more, Liaonan had just obtained the front coats and slaves of the imperial fields and immortals. In addition, the former Liao people who returned to their hometown from Shandong had already turned this area into Yang Feng's most solid control area, and the Han people who turned over and sang were his firm rear.

If that's the case, what else can he have to worry about?

The Ming army, the Baoyi and the slaves all had fun in Liaoyang. When the cannons hit the door and fired arson bombs, Yang Feng personally led an army of 18,000 including the bandits, the Jinyiwei cavalry, the three thousand Ming army cavalry, and the 10,000 Spanish phalanx infantry. He drove to the south bank of the Hun River with his accompanying naval warships built a floating bridge at the Aijibao Wharf, and then took the city of Shenyang.

Well, this is actually not difficult.

Put a floating bridge over the Taizi River and go to the Aijibao Wharf. But the cavalry ran faster and for a morning away. The infantry rushed to the same day and arrived. His twelve dragon flags were swayed out, and the soldiers were directly in blood along the way.

In fact, there were no soldiers along the way.

The Sanchahe Battle overturned all the possibility of blocking the Ming army in the wild.

Jiergalang had no troops under his command that could fight in the field. He had long since sent all the bannermen to his hometown or contracted into the two cities of Shenyang and Liaoyang. Even the Tokyo city north of Liaoyang gave up, and all the small fortresses were thrown away. Such small fortresses could not withstand the bombardment of the invincible general artillery. It was impossible to rely on them to delay the Ming army. Instead, they would disperse their troops in vain and let Yang Feng dig up the capital. If the same rescue was made, the 30,000 old, weak, sick and disabled people in his hands could not be able to fight Yang Feng's tiger and wolf army in the wild. His current strategy was only one, that is, to defend Liaoyang and Shenyang to the death with all their might, waiting for Dorgon from Jidong.

It’s better not to have the outer stronghold!

The final result was that Yang Feng was unobstructed and easily reached outside Chenyang City.

The entire Chenyang City seemed to be the end of the world. All the men of the bannermen, from seventy or eighty to twelve or three, were all the men who could use weapons, rushed out under the urging of the flag officers of their subordinates, and rushed up to the city wall to fight bloody battles to defend the capital of our Qing Dynasty. Although most of them were actually old, weak, sick and disabled, and the young and middle-aged people were actually less than 5,000.

There are only a few people in the Eight Banners.

Over the past year, Yang Feng and Li Zicheng's two families took turns to fight. Half of the young and middle-aged people were harmed, and most of the remaining half were inside the pass. There were some coats in the Eight Banners Army left outside the pass before, but now they dare not use coats. Jiergalang did not want to repeat the tragedy of Gaizhou. Except for some who can guarantee loyalty, who suddenly promoted the official bannermen to fulfill their loyalty to the Qing Dynasty, the rest even drove all Ahanikan out to save food.

At this time, the number of bannermen in Chenyang was even worse than that in Liaoyang.

There are currently 30,000 defenders in this city, including the elderly, weak, sick and disabled, and 40,000 strong women's camps...

Uh, women can hold half the sky!

It is commendable that Comrade Jirhalang can understand this in this era.

They have only one mission and they have.

They supported Dorgon to conquer Jidong and even Shanhaiguan forcing Yang Feng to withdraw his troops and return to the rescue. They had thought of giving up Chenyang, but if they gave up this thing, they would not expect to retake it back. Back then, they had a tiger and wolf army led by Wild Boar Skin, but what do they have now?

Forty thousand female soldiers?

It can be said that if the Qing Dynasty withdrew from Shenyang and Liaoyang, the Qing Dynasty would never have a chance to come back. Their success was a series of accidents. Such good things would not happen again. In the end, they could only continue to be a savage in the bitter and cold mountains and forests like our ancestors. And it would be necessary to see if the Ming army would agree. Everything that the two generations of bloody battles in the past forty years was thrown away. Jiergalang knew very well that he could not leave anyway. He could say that he would die in Shenyang even if he died. There was still a glimmer of hope when he was defending his life. If he gave up, he would never have any hope. Compared to going back to the past, he would rather die in Shenyang in battle.

The final result is...

Even if women are allowed to go to the battlefield, they must defend this Chenyang City.

This is the decisive battle of fate.

Now it's time.

Although he was a little surprised by Yang Feng's strategy of surrounding Liaoyang and attacking Chenyang, it was no big deal. Everyone had to face this day. Chenyang City, including 40,000 female soldiers, 25,000 elderly, weak, sick and disabled, and 5,000 young and middle-aged people, had a total of 70,000 defenders ushered in the decisive battle of their destiny. All the bannermen, regardless of men and women, silently picked up their weapons and rushed to the city wall, watching the Ming army in the distance that was constantly getting closer.

Looking at the eye-catching twelve dragon flags.

"Xiao Fulin, grandpa is here to see you. Come out and play with grandpa. Your little wife is still waiting for you at grandpa's house. Grandpa has taught her a lot of fun things. She can even swear now!"

Under the twelve dragons, the Ming army lined up in an orderly manner, Emperor Yang controlled the war horse under his crotch, carried his huge sword and stood on his shoulder, shouting loudly at the city wall.

Then all the Ming soldiers shouted in unison.

At the same time, two invincible general cannons were slowly pushed out, and the muzzle as thick as a water tank pointed at Shenyang.

"Da Yu'er, uncle is here. Come and let uncle see. Look at how many strong young men have uncle brought you. They are much better than Dorgon!"

Emperor Yang continued to yell.

Then Ming Jun burst into laughter, and various vulgar words to greet Da Yuer's sister kept coming out, even though he was the emperor...

Uh, the emperor didn't say anything!

Didn’t he just teach Meng Guqing to blow! Meng Guqing not only knows how to play the piano, but also plays the piano. When Yang Feng left Shanhaiguan, he was personally teaching Princess Kunxing to walk towards the lady’s route, and he probably would have even played chess when he went back.

Although the distance is very far, the effect of more than 10,000 people shouting in unison is still very good. I guess the defenders on the city wall heard it. Even if they couldn't hear it, it would be a provocation to dare to run to such a close distance. How could the Eight Banners athletes on the city wall who were full of national hatred for the Dog Emperor and his men on the city wall allow them to continue to be rampant? Then they saw a few ignition lights shining on the southwest corner of Chenyang City, and six shells roaring, but only one hit the Ming army's formation. The solid shells jumped up with splashing soil knocked down five soldiers, and then they were quickly dragged behind.

"Give Da Yuer a stout one."

Yang Feng said.

The gunners behind the two powerful generals' cannons put the fuse into the ignition hole, like two violent dragons, and the terrifying bore flames were instantly sprayed out. Two flowering bullets with half a meter diameter, with gunpowder constantly ejected from the wood pipe fuse, instantly flew over a distance of one thousand meters. One of them crashed into the corner tower like a god's help, and then turned into a spectacular fireball. The gunpowder ignited at the corner tower cannon position turned the corner tower into a dazzling firework. The six cannons and the corner tower above instantly turned into countless pieces in the fireworks.

Another shell flew into the city wall and eventually it hit the Ministry of War, and then directly bombed the Ministry of War.

"Alas, the Qing Dynasty is in danger!"

In front of the landlord's house, Ning Wan, the Grand Secretary who was summoned to the palace, shook his head and said with a sigh.

"Dog thing, are you looking forward to the dog emperor coming in?"

Then an angry scold came from behind him, and then a big foot kicked him in the butt. Ning Wan, I staggered forward and threw myself to the ground. His face was pressing against a pool of dog shit. He tried hard to hold on, but he was weak after all, and his face pressed on the dog shit with an extremely accurate look. Fortunately, he was also a figure, and he climbed up with a look of dog shit with a face of dog shit while wiping, while kicking him behind him with righteousness. Xifu said: "Mr. Xifu, Ning Wan, I am loyal to the Qing Dynasty, so I can tell the Riyue!"

"Uncle, how dare I betray my Qing Dynasty as a scholar Ning!"

Sony pulled Shifu and said meaningfully.

Xifu sneered and followed his nephew into the palace.

Ning Wan, who was rubbing the shit on their faces behind them, sighed slightly, listened to the vague sound of cannons outside the city, and shook his head with a wry smile and went in. Just as he stepped into the palace gate, all the flagmen behind him looked up at his head with horror. In the sky above their heads, dozens of fire lights that were slightly smaller than before fell.

"Continue to fire!"

Yang Feng said with satisfaction as the smoke rising in Shenyang City.

The Ming army lined up behind him had already begun to retreat, and behind the Ming army, the thirty mortar cannons pointing to the sky were spewing out the second round of flames. Thirty shells dragging the fire tail quickly rose, and then fell rapidly towards Shenyang City. Next to the two invincible general cannons, the artillery was busy completing the loading at the fastest speed. This time, Yang Feng brought a total of 100 giant flowering shells. These two cannons must hit all the shells into Shenyang before dark.

In fact, the Ming army had only cast less than 300 such shells in total. Yang Feng only brought half of the Liaodong, and he wanted to shoot them all today.

In the most violent way, he announced the unveiling of the Battle of Shenyang.

As for after dark...

Another nightmare will come to the heads of more than 100,000 flag people in Shenyang.

When the God-Majesty Invincible General's Cannon roared for the second time, His Majesty the Emperor turned his horse and returned to the rear. At the same time, a large number of Ming soldiers came forward with wood and began to get busy.
Chapter completed!