.As soon as this military order came out, everyone on the top of the city couldn't help but feel terrified, and Zhu Qiyu couldn't help but change his face. "I can't help but love you! If the army comes out, who can control the thorns to attack the city?"
Yu Qian slowly turned his head and saw Zhu Qiyu, whose face was as pale as paper. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Compared with the performance of the Supreme Emperor just now, the emperor's courage is really...
However, at this critical moment, Yu Qian did not want to think too much. He saluted Zhu Qiyu and glanced at the civil and military officials at the top of the city: "Your Majesty, this is a time when our Ming Dynasty is in crisis. Now, the Emperor is risking his life to inspire our Ming Dynasty." The courage of the military ministers, the army and the people of the capital are united, and it is the right time to destroy the traitors. The Ming Dynasty has a huge army of 200,000 soldiers. If it does not have the courage to go out of the city to meet the enemy, the Ming Dynasty will definitely make the same mistake as the Song Dynasty. We and others How can I have the face to meet the people of the world, and how can I be worthy of the emperor’s willingness to die to inspire the soldiers to fight to the death?!”
Thinking of the scene before that when Zhu Qizhen was at the city, as well as those notorious Wathorn cavalry, the desire for survival, and the fear of losing the throne he had obtained made Zhu Qiyu jump to his feet: "There is still something in your eyes. Without me as the emperor?! With this fortified city, no matter how many soldiers and horses he lays down, how can it be conquered?"
"Your Majesty, there is no invincible city in the world. Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, there has not been an emperor who is timid to the enemy. I hope your Majesty can remember the words of the emperor just now." An old minister fell to the ground and cried.
"You!" Upon hearing this, Zhu Qiyu's complexion suddenly turned from pale to red and even a little purple. He was very angry, but he didn't know how to refute.
"I ask your Majesty to issue an order to open the city to attack the enemy!" Lao Wang immediately prostrated himself to the ground, but his white-haired head did not bow down, but looked directly at Zhu Qiyu with his head held high.
"I invite you to give your Majesty's decree!!" On top of the city, all the civil and military personnel bowed down together, and their bright eyes were all fixed on Zhu Qiyu's body. The feeling like a light on his back made Zhu Qiyu In a daze, he seemed to be back in the hall where the officials beat several of Wang Zhen's buddies to death with their bare hands.
These ministers are not like a group of courtiers who should be submissive, but like a group of ferocious wolves. Wang Wen, the royal censor, opened his mouth, but he did not dare to stand up to support Zhu Qiyu and oppose the ministers at this time. He It is clear that it is no fun for these seemingly powerless ministers to get angry.
Zhu Qiyu glanced at these ministers, tried hard to suppress the anger and fear in his heart, and tried his best to calmly say: "You, are you not afraid that the Wazai people will attack the capital?!"
"If we don't win, the Ming Dynasty will perish; if we win, the Ming Dynasty will prosper!" Hu Hui, an old minister who was over seventy years old, stood up suddenly and drew out the sword at his waist. His beard and hair were spread out: "I am willing to be a pawn today. Die for the country! Please give me your Majesty’s decree!”
"Death for the country!" The roars of ten, hundreds, thousands, and ten thousand people made the rubble of the city tower tremble and the battle flags fiercely...
This group of ministers who had seemed to have put down their ferocious faces in front of her were so violent that Zhu Qiyu felt like he could hardly breathe. Empress Dowager Sun wiped the tears from her face, cleared her throat and said in a deep voice: " Although Aijia is a woman, she has seen the demeanor of our ancestors and emperors in the past, and I hope that the emperor can imitate the late emperor."
After hearing what Empress Dowager Sun said, Zhu Qiyu's face, which was about to speak again, couldn't help but change, but he could only hold back the angry and furious reluctance in his heart, and said in a harsh voice: "The empress taught you the lesson, the emperor knows how to do it.
Already."
Zhu Qiyu weakly sat back on his chair. His eyes were fixed on Yu Qian and other ministers. "I agree to your request, but if the capital falls into the hands of the enemy, you will be the sinners of our Ming Dynasty!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Regarding the second half of Zhu Qiyu's words, the beast's blood boiled, and the minister of civil and military affairs who did not care about life and death completely regarded it as fart.
"I obey the order!" Yu Qian took a deep breath, bowed down, and immediately stood up, unsheathed his sword, and looked directly at the civil and military officers with flashing eyes. "Generals, listen to the order! Open the city to welcome them.
enemy!"……
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The nine gates of the capital slowly opened. On top of the city, thick and strong bronze cannon barrels and cast iron cannon barrels protruded from the parapet and began to exert their power. The scorching flames rolled up not far from the muzzle, choking people with thick smoke.
The white smoke keeps changing like demons and ghosts.
The thunderous roar of artillery resounded across the field, the light footsteps of infantry, the heavy hooves of galloping horses, the angry roars or horrified roars of soldiers, and the harsh blasts of various firearms that were fired frequently.
It exploded in Zhu Qizhen's ears.
Around them, the Waqi cavalrymen who were originally responsible for guarding them were panicking and running wildly, scolding the horses driving them to speed up, trying hard to escape out of the range of the artillery.
Zhu Qizhen sat down in the prison car exhausted. He saw the Deshengmen city gate slowly opening, and countless Ming soldiers pouring out with swords and flags. He even saw the people peeking out of the houses outside the city.
The black iron rods were pulled out one after another, and streams of white smoke and yellow flames were spewed out from the front ends of the iron rods. The black lead shot sprayed on the bodies of the thorny cavalry like raindrops. The war horses screamed and fled wildly.
Desperately covering his bloody eyes one after another, he fell powerlessly to the foot of his horse, and was trampled into the mud without mercy by Paoze's horse that came running after him.
The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty who came out fearlessly rushed towards the famous Waqi cavalry and collided with each other. Even though they were knocked to the ground by the horses and bruised on parts of their bodies, they still wiped the secretion from the corners of their mouths without hesitation.
Blood spurted out, he got up ferociously and swung the sword or spear in his hand to pounce again.
Even among the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty who poured out of the city gate to engage with the soldiers of Wasi, there were many ordinary people mixed in. The weapons in their hands were so ridiculous and weird, including benches, kitchen knives, hoes, poles, etc.
Bricks, and even swords that scholars used to embellish their status but had not yet been drawn.
They were like crazy people, regardless of life or death, they rushed towards the cavalry with sharp scimitars in their hands. Even if the weapons in their hands were knocked away, even if their bodies were injured, they still fearlessly used their fists and teeth to fight hard.
Bite and beat those bandits who want to rob their homes...
"This is the Ming Dynasty..." Zhu Qizhen laughed loudly again, his eyes filled with tears. The blood of the Chinese people is still there, and the people of the Ming Dynasty still have not forgotten that they faced this situation decades ago.
Facing the extremely well-equipped Mongolian rulers, he defeated them again and again, drove them away, and finally became his master again...
"This is my Ming Dynasty..." Zhu Qizhen closed his eyes with great satisfaction amidst the screams of flying artillery shells and the horrified howls of the guards. The soul of Ming Dynasty is still there, and China has
His character is still there.
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ps: The second update has arrived today, dear friends, come on, I’m still wandering around in the second one, and the fingers behind me are getting closer and closer! Sweat like crazy! Please add it to your favorites, please recommend it, um, just submit whatever you have!
