Zhu Di rode on a horse and slowly walked towards the east city of Jinan. His eyes slowly moved up from the hole-ridden city wall, and what he saw was countless cheering crowds and waving arms. Many soldiers and civilians leaned out of the city wall and were watching.
Looking at him, some even climbed up the wall, and Zhu Di's neck slowly straightened up.
Jinan is finally here!
After nearly three months of hard fighting, he was also wounded and exhausted, and suffered heavy losses. Is it worth it to seize a city at such a high cost? Compared with the large number of Ming army main forces that were annihilated in the two battles of Zhengcunba and Baigouhe
, in a direct sense, attacking Jinan is obviously not worth the gain, but he is too eager to be recognized by the people of the world. At the very least, he must be taken seriously.
He is not a common thief!
The impact of attacking Jinan is not obvious in the military sense, but if we can successfully occupy Jinan, even if we only hold it for half a year, then shrink our troops and return to our own territory, the political significance will be self-evident. In this sense,
, Jinan is determined to win. Now, this strong city has finally surrendered under his feet.
The four pro-military guards in front have already entered the city gate. Inside the city gate, the stones originally used to hold up the city gate have been moved away and piled on both sides. There are also several wooden pillars that are firmly supporting the city gate.
On the dome, it seemed to prevent collapse. Eight bare-handed doormen knelt on both sides, touching their foreheads to the ground and not daring to raise their heads.
There was some darkness in the city gate. When the city gate went out, there was an incense table placed under the sun. Sheng Yong, Tie Xuan and others were standing there respectfully in official clothes except their official hats. The four guards in front did not hesitate and sped up immediately.
They passed through the city gate at high speed, reined in their horses and patrolled left and right, but found no ambush swordsmen or archers. They then circled their horses and stood still, making a safety gesture to the back, and King Yan accelerated his march.
"Closer, closer..."
Tie Xuan's heart was beating fast, and his face showed a tame and surrendered expression. His hands were slightly arched, but his eyes were staring at Zhu Di for a moment, calculating the speed of the horse under his crotch. This thousand-jin gate
Either sooner or later, he must be crushed to death just in time. Because the Thousand Jin Gate is just a huge gate knife that has been set up in a hurry.
The city gate tower is the strongest place. It is impossible to leave a huge groove that can hide a huge iron plate that is large enough to block the entire city gate. Therefore, the timing to kill King Yan must be accurate and one blow
Fatal. If activated too early, Zhu Di will be blocked out. If activated too late, Zhu Di will rush in before the knife falls. As soon as he notices something has changed, he can circle his horse at any time and jump back from the knife to escape.
Seeing the four soldiers patrolling around and reining in their horses to stand inside the city gate, Zhu Di showed a faint smile. He knocked his legs in the stirrups, and the horses started running briskly, their hooves stamping on the moat.
On the suspension bridge, the sound of hoofbeats is clear and sweet.
The riding whip was raised and lightly slapped on the horse's buttocks.
Closer, closer...
Tie Xuan's throat was dry, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest. Calculating the horse's speed, he suddenly took a step forward, clenched his hands into fists, and shouted with anger: "Kill Yan!"
There was a "click" sound, and no one among the doormen kneeling on the ground to welcome him had pulled the trigger. In the darkness above the wooden frame, a large knife chopped off with a "whoosh" sound.
When Chinese people beheaded, they always used knives. In the West, knives were used at first, and later they used guillotines. In the West, beheading is a privilege that only nobles can enjoy, and lower-class people are not worthy of it.
Highwaymen were punished by being wheeled in public; regicides were quartered on four horses; counterfeiters were boiled to death, heretics were burned at the stake, and civilian thieves were hanged...
In the 18th century, the French took the lead in inventing the guillotine. However, the original guillotine could not cut more than a few people before the blade curled up. King Louis XVI, who was quite gifted in craftsmanship, personally gave instructions for improvement. This murderous weapon was truly perfected. It has a half-moon shape.
The blade is replaced by a right-angled triangle, weighing forty kilograms. It only takes two hundredths of a second to cut off a head, and it takes thirty seconds for a person to lose consciousness. This miraculous efficiency is at least as high as that of a human being.
The four-minute hanging or electrocution can be called a miracle. Unfortunately, this guillotine, which was improved by Louis XVI himself, cut off his own head nine months later.
Tie Xuan summoned skilled craftsmen to design this thousand-jin gate, which is basically the prototype of this kind of guillotine. It is said to be a thousand-jin gate, but in fact it only weighs a few hundred kilograms. The blade is placed flat. Compared with the one improved by Louis XVI,
The triangular guillotine is tilted at an angle of 45 degrees. Although it is thicker and heavier, it will probably need to be sharpened after several cuts. However... its mission is just to cut down one person.
Tie Xuan's calculation of time was very accurate. According to Zhu Di's speed, he should have just walked under the guillotine. Not to mention that he only wore three layers of leather armor, even if he wore thirty layers of leather armor, he would still be dropped head-on.
The knife was chopped into two pieces.
However, when the horse's head had already penetrated the city gate, Zhu Di, who was riding on the horse, reined in the horse unexpectedly. It seemed that it was just a subconscious action, so his movement was not decisive, so the horse only paused for a moment and still ran forward.
go.
But after just a brief pause, the sword suddenly fell down, faster than his speed.
With a "pop" sound, the sharp guillotine was cutting on the horse's neck. The weight, speed, and sharp edge of the knife were like using a red-hot knife to peel butter. There was almost no pause, and the guillotine penetrated the horse's neck.
Then, the horse was cut in half with its head and legs.
The horse's blood splashed all over Zhu Di. He rolled off the saddle and fell off the horse. Looking at the guillotine that threatened his life, a chill suddenly rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and his hair exploded.
"There's an ambush!"
The guards of the King of Yan were shocked. They immediately jumped off their horses and rushed forward. They picked up the frightened Zhu Di and ran away. They pushed Zhu Di onto a war horse, slapped the horse's butt, and the war horse ran outside. The guards
Then they all mounted their horses one after another, closely guarded Zhu Di, and fled out together.
"Shoot Zhu Di!"
Tie Xuan ignored the regret and sighed, and quickly sent a signal to the city head. The trusted soldiers who had been waiting at the city head immediately took out their hidden bows and crossbows and rushed to the city wall. At the same time, the guards pretending to be begging officials rushed to the city wall.
Arriving in front of the incense table, he pulled out his sword from under the table and pounced on the four guards of King Yan who were drawing their swords in anger.
The sun was scorching hot, but Zhu Di was feeling chilly.
He came to accept surrender, and he did not carry a sword. At this time, he held the saddle with both hands, leaned down to protect his head and face, and just ran forward for his life. The Ming army holding bows and crossbows pushed away the confused crowd and rushed to
At the wall, they fired at the man who was lying on the horse and obviously wearing the python robe of the feudal lord. Thanks to Zhang Yu and Zhu Neng's repeated persuasion, Zhu Di was covered with three layers of leather armor when he came.
Even the wolf-fang arrows used by the border troops could only penetrate two layers of leather armor, let alone the arrows used by the officers and soldiers of the Jinan Guard Station. The arrows stuck on the leather armor and did not fall, but they did not hurt his chest.
For the body, at most the arrow is more powerful and can slightly pierce the flesh.
Zhu Di fled back to his own rear line in a flash, and his back was as full as a porcupine...
The officers, soldiers and people who were cheering and shouting on the city wall were stunned by this scene.
Those standing on the city wall waving their arms, those riding on the wall waving and laughing, those crowding on the city wall watching the excitement, all of them seemed to be petrified, standing there blankly, watching the King of Yan Zhu Di lying on the back of his horse
On the ground, they fled back to their main formation like a thorn, and a chill of extreme fear suddenly enveloped their bodies and minds.
Fake surrender!
They didn't know what kind of punishment they would receive if Zhu Di was still alive and he invaded Jinan.
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"Fortunately! Your Highness is fine!"
Zhu Neng, Zhang Yu, Qiu Fu and others crawled to Zhu Di's side and inspected the porcupine. They saw that the porcupine was still vigorous and vigorous.
He was so happy, so sad and so happy that he almost burst into tears. Zhu Gaoxu's face turned pale. He was younger after all. Although he saw that his father was fine, he still couldn't calm down for a while.
Zhang Yu said in a trembling voice: "The Ming army actually pretended to surrender. Thanks to His Highness's divine help, you... you escaped..."
Zhu Di took off the leather armor with arrows and threw it directly to the ground. He forced himself to calm down and sneered: "There is no divine help. Someone in the city warned me."
He galloped lightly and was about to enter the city gate when a strong flash of light suddenly passed through his eyes. Zhu Di reined in his horse subconsciously. With only such a delay, he narrowly escaped death.
, he still had lingering fears when he thought of the sharp knife cutting down against his face and cutting a horse in half.
"Is there someone in the city to warn you?"
When the generals heard this, they looked at each other in confusion. When they looked towards the top of the city, they saw that the city was so crowded that no one could be found to show warning.
At this time, the city gate had been closed again by the eight gatekeepers, and the stones were pressed heavily against it. Needless to say, the four guards who entered the city first had been chopped into pulp.
Amid the angry shouts of the Yan army outside the city, Tie Xuan strode up to the top of the city and spoke generously to the astonished and bewildered soldiers and civilians defending the city: "Why are you still standing there? Quickly pick up your swords, guns, bows and arrows to defend the city! Yan
Ni is lucky enough to survive, but he will definitely not spare the soldiers and civilians in our city. Once he falls into the hands of Yan Ni, his skin will be peeled off, his muscles cramped, his bones will be filed away, and his death will be miserable! Everyone has no way out. They can only defend the city and still have a glimmer of hope. Even if they fight
To die is to sacrifice one's life for the country, to serve the king, to die heroically with heroic bones and loyal soul!
Then he walked to the edge of the city, held the wall and cursed Zhu Di non-stop. Only then did Zhu Di realize that it was this man who had tricked him into surrendering and almost killed himself. He couldn't help but blood ran out of his eyes. In anger, he pointed his halberd at the top of the city and shouted loudly.
: "Tie Xuan, you thief, how dare you deceive me, I will never let you fall into my hands, otherwise your life will be worse than death!"
While the two bosses were stacking up harsh words, Xia Xun was riding on the wall, motionless like all the stunned soldiers and civilians, but a sharp knife was quietly sliding into his sleeve inch by inch.
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Ximen Qing, Xie Yufei and Nan Feifei stood beside him, separating him from other people watching the surrender and blocking their view. After a moment, the knife appeared in his left sleeve again, and Ximen Qing was holding the medicine box.
Next to him, with a movement of his fingers, the medicine box opened a crack, and the sharp knife used to clean the carrion and cut the wound was stuffed back without anyone noticing.
"Click!"
The medicine box was closed again, and no one saw the small movement. It seemed that they were still as dumbfounded as everyone else...
