Chongzhen Daming: Starting from Coal Mountain

Chapter 247 The Fire Burns the City
"Hou Fangyu, you traitor!"

"You must not have thought that this was a deadly plan, did you?"

"You must be very angry? It's useless to be angry."

"This is what happens to a traitor."

"Not to mention whether you can escape from the city alive, even if you can escape from the city alive, you will die, because you killed Dodo and there are thousands of slaves, Dorgon will not spare you!"

"Shut up!" Hou Fangyu was startled, angry and frightened, "Shut up!"

"Fool!" Dodo scolded, "He will bite you, so you won't knock out his teeth?"

Hou Fangyu just woke up like a dream, and hurriedly borrowed a barbed wire bone from a Ba Yala, and then made a bone in front of Mao Xiang's face, and Mao Xiang's two rows of teeth were smashed out in an instant.

Not only the teeth, Mao Xiang's face was also smashed to pieces.

Watching Hou Fangyu smash Maoxiang's face to pieces, Duoduo instantly felt the pleasure of first-class cruelty.

The Jurchens, especially the nobles like Duoduo, have very complicated perceptions of the Han people. On the one hand, they do everything possible to win over capable Han people like Hong Chengchou, Ning Wanwo, and Fan Wencheng, but on the other hand, they are extremely hostile. The Han people wish to kill all the Han people, and hope that the Han people can kill each other.

So Duduo was very happy to see Hou Fangyu playing Maoxiang there.

Most of Maoxiang's two rows of front teeth were smashed out, and he was already slurring his speech, but he still stared and cursed endlessly: "Hou Fangyu, you traitor, you will die badly, Jiannu will make you suffer all the tortures in the world."

"Duoduo, just accept your fate, you can't run away, you are dead, haha!"

"Duoduo, it's worth it to have you and so many Jian slaves pay for my funeral, haha!"

"Your Majesty, Mao Xiang did not disgrace you, nor did he disgrace the Shizi Ying, nor did he disgrace the Ming Dynasty! Father, my son did not disgrace the ancestors of the Mao family, haha!"

Listening to Maoxiang's crazy laughter and happy prayers, Duoduo's mentality finally collapsed.

"Damn it!" Duoduo snatched the barbed wire thorn bone from Hou Fangyu's hand, and then slammed it heavily on Maoxiang's forehead.

There was only a soft puff sound, Mao Xiang's forehead was sunken from the middle, and the laughter and cursing stopped abruptly, but Duduo's face was still splashed with blood before he died.

Duoduo hammered Maoxiang to death with his own hands, but he couldn't let go of his hatred.
One after another, Mao Xiang's whole head was hammered into a meat paste.

However, even if Maoxiang was killed, hundreds of people still couldn't get out of trouble.

Feeling the heat getting hotter and hotter, Dodo immediately raised his head and roared angrily: "He Luohui, how long are you going to dawdle? Are you also looking forward to my king being scorched?"

"Master, just wait a moment, the city will be taken down immediately."

Beads of sweat had already oozed from He Luohui's forehead.

Originally it was only the end of April, and the weather was still very cold, but now that the city was already on fire, they still had to attack upwards with the spears, fishing nets, and gray bottles of the Ming army Xiangyong. Could it be hot?
Under the combined heat, spears, and fishing nets, He Luohui and the others have fallen into desperation.

He Luo would say that he would take the top of the city soon, but it was just to comfort Doduo. In fact, it was impossible for them to take the west gate tower of Shanyang West City.

……

Tie Zhu clearly felt this.

Through the brutal battle of the previous month, Tie Zhu had experienced the strength of Jiannu's white-armored soldiers many times, but now, he clearly felt that the attacks of the white-armored soldiers were becoming weak.

"The white armor soldiers are dead! Haha, they are dead!"

Tie Zhu laughed loudly and said, "Hold on, hold on!"

"If you stick to it for another quarter of an hour, you will be able to roast Jiannu to death!"

Well, in fact, Tie Zhu and the others were just as hot, and the burning sensation they felt was even worse than that of Jian Nu.

However, these country braves are carefully selected dead soldiers by Mao Xiang. They are supported by a strong belief in leaving a property for their parents, wives and children. Even if they die in battle, they will die with Jiannu.

"Hold on, support me, think about your parents, wives and children."

"Your Majesty, he said that the court will never let us die in vain. There will be pensions, and the land will be divided!"

"If our lives can be exchanged for an inheritance for our parents, wives and children, it will be worth it, worth it! If we can pull a few slaves back before we die, then we will make a profit, hahaha, a big profit !"

Hearing Tie Zhu's loud shout there, Xiang Yong responded one after another.

"Brother Zhuzi, we listen to you, fight Jiannu, fight to the death!"

"Mother thief, unless we die, Jiannu will never come up!"

Although they are in a desperate situation, under the support of the belief of earning a family business for their parents, wife and children, Tie Zhu's team of brave Beng showed unimaginable perseverance and combat effectiveness.

He Luohui led dozens of white-armored soldiers inlaid with white flags to attack desperately, but they were unable to attack.

In the middle of the fight, Tie Zhu led Xiangyong to counterattack and drove Jiannu back to the middle.

However, when it comes to this, I have to say that however, Tie Zhu, who is capable of killing, ignores the Jiannu outside the city.

Well, even if Tie Zhu and the others didn't ignore them, they still couldn't stop them, because the Jian slaves outside the city were not affected by the fire, and they could attack simultaneously from the several miles long city wall.

Just as Tie Zhu and other Xiangyong counterattacked the white-armored soldiers led by He Luohui, one by one Jian Nu climbed up the outer city wall along the flying rope.

As soon as these Jiannu came up, they stood on the battlements, drew their bows and released their arrows. Accompanied by the vibrating sound of the bowstrings, they shot heavy arrows one after another at the Ming army Xiangyong who was fighting with his back.

The unsuspecting Xiangyong fell down in an instant.

Immediately, Xiangyong roared angrily: "Brother Zhuzi, the slaves from outside the city are here!"

"What?" Tie Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then roared hysterically, "Xiao Jiu, take half of your troops to stop them and drive them out of the city, quick!"

This is the second mistake Tie Zhu made today.

The first mistake was ignoring the vigilance against slavery outside the city.

The second mistake is that the troops should not be divided at this time.

At this time, if all the hands are shrunk to the stairs, even if they take their lives to block this only life passage, Duoduo and the others will die if they cannot reach the top of the city in time.

Because at this time, the gate of the west city had completely turned into a sea of ​​flames.

Duoduo and the others were already scalded to the point of being out of breath under the city tower.

However, there are no ifs in history, and Tie Zhu is just a village captain after all.

The more than [-] Xiangyong who were separated were quickly shot and killed by Jiannu with heavy arrows.

The hundreds of Xiangyongs blocking the stairs were also completely wiped out under Jiannu's attack from both sides.

Before Doduo and the hundreds of Jiannu who entered the city were roasted and suffocated, He Luohui and the Jiannu who came up to support Panqiang finally opened up the only life passage.

"Master, the ladder has been opened! Come up quickly!"

He Luo would endure the heat wave, climb on the female wall and roar below.

"My lord, the road has been opened, we can go!" Hou Fangyu and Fan Chengmo wept with joy.

"Let's go, get out of this ghost place!" Duoduo took off the sheepskin bag at his waist, first poured the whole bag of water on the cloak, then wrapped the wet cloak around his body, and rushed out of the city gate with his head down.

As a result, when he stepped on the green brick floor outside the city gate, he heard a sizzling sound.

When he looked down anxiously, he was surprised to see blue smoke coming out of the leather boots under his feet.

The blue brick ground near the gate of Ganqing City has been scorched by the fire until it boiled and even turned red.

Looking around again, I found that most of the hundreds of bannermen who had been guarding outside the city gate fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Duoduo trembled with distress. These hundreds of banner men were not the few Niulu transferred from the Xianghuang Banner, but the inheritance given to him by Lao Khan, and they were the real elite of the Xiangbai Banner.

These white flag elites also fulfilled their duties.

Until they died, they guarded the outside of the city gate.

They would rather be roasted to death than to protect Duoduo to the death.

Unlike Hou Fangyu and Fan Chengmo, the two dog slaves who hid in the city gate.

But now is obviously not the time to be distressed, it is still important to escape.

Duoduo didn't stop under his feet for a moment, stepped on the hot steps to the top of the city quickly, and then came to the other side of the city wall at the fastest speed.

Until this time, the enthusiasm finally subsided a little, and Duo Duo finally recovered.

When I looked back, I saw that the entire west city had been completely engulfed in flames. Just looking at the intensity of the fire, one knew that the Jiala who had entered the city at the Zhengbai Banner was dead.

There is also Gushan Ezhen'a Mountain in Zhengbai Banner, which must be dead and not alive.

Seeing the fire all over the sky, Doduo burst into tears suddenly.

Dodo was only fourteen years old when the old slave died, but he didn't cry.

After the old slave died in battle, the great concubine Abahai, Duoduo's biological mother, was forced to die under the persecution of the four belors, and Duduo became an orphan without father and mother. He still didn't cry.

Because he remembered the old slave's words in his heart.

Jurchen men are born only to bleed, not to cry.

But today, looking at Shanyang who was caught in the monstrous fire, I remembered the elite Xiangbaiqi who was burned to ashes by Yan Yingyuan, the elite Zhengbaiqi who was burned to death together, and the few who were burned to death by Yan Yingyuan more than a month ago. Qianbaqi is an elite, but Duoduo can't help but feel sad, no matter how hard he is to control his emotions.

"Master's condolences." He Luohui and the Eight Banners nobles also wept.

Hou Fangyu felt that it was necessary to express his grief, and immediately began to cry out loudly, beating his chest and stamping his feet. That guy cried more sadly than Doduo, just like his own father died.

However, after hearing Hou Fangyu's cry, Duoduo suddenly stopped crying.

Staring at Hou Fangyu, Duduo's eyes suddenly showed deep hatred.

Maoxiang has been hammered to death by Duoduo himself, but he still has no hatred in his heart.

So he transferred all the hatred to Hou Fangyu, and now Hou Fangyu fell into bad luck.

"It's all your dog slave!" Doduo spread out his horsewhip, gritted his teeth and growled in a low voice, "This is all caused by you dog slave, kill you dog slave, kill you dog slave!"

Accompanied by Duoduo's roar, the whip was whipped towards Hou Fangyu.

(End of this chapter)