Accompanied by the morning fog on the river, the last ship arrived and headed to Suzhou.

The ship was loaded with Changzhou officials. They stayed behind until the last ship and sent the people to the carts and cargo ships to Suzhou before choosing to set off.

Hou Xuanyan stood by the river and instructed: "When I went to Suzhou, I told Xia Yunyi, and asked him to take my Governor's Seal and mobilize people from Zhejiang to come and support him."

Gu Shouzheng nodded heavily and bowed: "The general manager is responsible for the safety of the country. Remember to take care of his health and put safety first!"

Hou Xuanyan Zhan Yan smiled and said to the officials on the ship: "When you arrive in Suzhou, you must remember that you are all parents and officials of Changzhou. The people of Changzhou need you to properly resettle them. There are priorities and urgent matters. Now that the war here is urgent, I can't distract myself from dealing with it, so I have entrusted them to you all."

The officer on the ship raised his toes and exposed his head and said in unison: "Don't worry, Commander-in-Chief."

Once upon a time, defending the city was the best stage for famous generals in the Central Plains to become famous in the world. During the Tang Dynasty, Zhang Xun guarded Suiyang, and the old, weak and remnants of a city blocked An Lushan's 200,000 troops. In the Battle of Xiangyang in the Southern Song Dynasty, the Mongolian Tartars who swept the world were blocked by Xiangyang for seven years.

But now, with the emergence of artillery, ordinary city walls are no longer able to withstand these powerful weapons. Even famous generals are often trapped in front of these dark cannon barrels. In history, whether it was Yan Yingyuan guarding Jiangyin or Zhu Dadian guarding Jinhua, they were all bombarded by artillery and hated to be lost.

Duoduo also did not sleep all night. His archery and horse riding and shooting since childhood gave him a body that was much stronger than ordinary people. Since he entered the pass, he has gone south and has not known how many Han cities he has won. Changzhou in front of him is already at the end of his strength, and he can easily take it off just after the shelling is over.

With a loud bang, a gap in the southeast corner of Changzhou was hit by a shell again. Under the flames, an inverted cone gap appeared on the city wall. The defenders above were wailing mixed with the soil, and they couldn't bear to look at it.

Yan Yingyuan looked at the sky and guessed that the time had exceeded the hour of Mao. At this time, a commander from the city arrived hurriedly and bowed and said, "General, the commander-in-chief has an order, everyone will withdraw from Changzhou."

Changzhou City adopted the use of guarding the city in batches, with 100,000 soldiers divided into three groups and took turns to guard the city. The other two groups were already transferred out of Changzhou after the final change of defense. Yan Yingyuan listened to the command of the commander and commanded the last defenders and retreated to the city in an orderly manner.

The Qing soldiers on the other side were already cheering wildly, waiting for the sound of cannons to end, and the flood rushed down the city like a flood. The torrent of tens of thousands of people, like black clouds, was always coming to Changzhou.

A Han Qing soldier, holding a Pu Dao, spat a bloody saliva and cursed: "The inhumane Tartar dog, charge during the day, let us fill our lives in front of us. The brothers used their lives to waste all the artillery in Changzhou. Now they have rushed to the front."

Yang Wulie, the general behind him, happened to hear it, and whipped it on his back, cursing: "You little fucking here, bring disaster to me, and it will be heard by everyone. I will cut your tongue first."

The soldier was whipped on his face, but he had no reaction. He was covered in blood and his body was covered in wounds. He had long been numb. He hid his hatred in his eyes, lowered his head and rushed forward. At their feet, there were countless corpses, all left by the siege during the day.

The Eight Banners soldiers who were leading the way rushed to the city, but did not encounter the expected resistance, and did not even fall a stone. The Eight Banners soldiers who were leading the way were stunned for a moment, then climbed into the city along the gap. Several flag soldiers came to the city gate and opened the Changzhou city gate.

Duoduo could see clearly, and when he lifted the reins of the horse, he sneered: "The Ming army left their people behind and fled. The people of Changzhou resisted the heavenly soldiers and killed the rebels in the city. Whoever snatched the property of the people in the city was considered to be the reward for siege today."

The general next to him asked, "Prince, be careful that the Han people will return, kill you and shoot."

Duoduo curled his lips disdainfully and said, "If the Han soldiers dare to come back, are you afraid of fighting in the street?" The generals gathered around him burst into laughter.

The commander passed the orders down, and the Qing soldiers' eyes turned green and they rushed into the city with a scream. They had long been familiar with the methods of massacre of the city, like a torrent of the rivers rushing into the people's houses. Unfortunately, the butcher's knife was already raised, but they didn't even see a figure.

In addition to disappointment, the Qing soldiers began to search from house to house. No one killed them, and it was always good to find some valuable property. As for the dark roads on the ground, they didn't care yet.

Outside the East City, Yan Yingyuan looked ashamed and bowed his head to Hou Xuanyan to apologize: "The last general has failed the trust of the governor and failed to defend Changzhou. Please punish the governor."

Hou Xuanyan pulled him up and asked, "Brothers have all withdrawn?"

Yan Yingyuan knew everything in Changzhou well and raised his head and said, "Our soldiers and horses are all here, but there are mountains of money and grain in the treasury, and there are many people in the city who are unwilling to leave the city, and I don't know where to hide."

Hou Xuanyan nodded. It was a pity that money and food were a thing, but there was no way. He originally planned to come to Changzhou to block the counterattack, so he kept transporting it to Changzhou. Who knew that his colleagues from the north gave Jiannu too many cannons. As for the people who refused to leave the city, he had already said that he would be treated as traitors when he was lucky. Now it is not the time for women to be kind, and the moral saints are the least needed at the critical moment of the demise of the clan.

Hou Xuanyan played with the kite-shaped thing in his hand and smiled: "This Divine Fire Flying Crow is so hairy in Suzhou's military warehouse. This thing is useless on weekdays, but it will come in handy this time."

Hong Yizhuo pushed away the crowd and leaned into his ear and said, "Brother, the fireballs on the stone thrower are also ready, and you can shoot them just after the fire is ignited."

Hou Xuanyan pondered silently, plotting against the time when the Qing soldiers entered the city. Until the East City heard the yelling of the Qing soldiers, he shouted loudly: "Set the fire! Roast the wild boar!"

The Suzhou soldiers hiding in the forest outside the suburbs of Dongcheng were shot into the city in all kinds of fire-setting artifacts that had been prepared.

Hou Xuanyan personally lit a flying fire crow, and the fireworks sprayed out made his uninjured palm green, making him scream.

Looking at the strange eyes of the people around him, Hou Xuanyan felt embarrassed and scratched his scalp and cursed: "This thing reminds me of the fear of being dominated by the monkey in the sky."

Looking up, the city was already a sea of ​​fire, the untreated coal was not completely burned, and the rolling smoke was mixed with various toxic gases. Many Qing soldiers fell to the ground when they smelled it.

Although the fire was large, it was not fatal in the huge city. What was really terrible was the thick smoke and the panic it caused. The Qing soldiers who were lucky enough not to be choked to death by the smoke rushed out of the city, but the rear army was still rushing into the city. The huge inertia was not something that could be stopped by stopping. Now the two Qing soldiers collided, and countless Qing soldiers were trampling and squeezing to death on the official road in the city.
Chapter completed!