The heavens start from saving Daming

Chapter 59
"Hong Chengchou, the left servant of the Ministry of Rites."

"Sun Zhixie, a scholar of the Imperial Academy."

Huang Taiji, who was supported to sit on the chair, looked at the two civil servants of the Ming Dynasty with arrogant faces in front of him, "What does the Emperor Ming mean?"

He didn't believe that Li Yunze would let go of this great opportunity, and sent someone over to persuade him to surrender.

The handsome Hong Chengchou spoke first, "Long live my emperor, I have mercy on the people in the city, and ordered me to persuade you all to surrender."

As soon as these words came out, Prince Baylor had different expressions, but many of them quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

All of them have fought old battles on the battlefield, and not everyone is as unclear about the form as the two brothers Dorgon.

It is also a good thing to be able to surrender and be recruited.

Huang Taiji was obviously a little dazed, judging from Li Yunze's series of actions, he didn't seem to be such a person without foresight.

If they were really given a chance to breathe, they would probably be able to recover after a few years of cultivation.

"What are the conditions for Long Live?" Huang Taiji's title changed immediately. As long as the conditions are right, there is no problem for him to be called a minister.

Somewhat cramped, Hong Chengchou pointed his eyes at Sun Zhixie beside him.

The impatient waiter, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately took a step forward, "Long live said, abolish the pseudonym, hand over the military land. All members of the clan, etc., will be exiled to Jeju Island to graze horses."

It is no problem to abolish the title of Great Khan, and it can be raised again at any time.

It is not impossible to hand over the military land, but it cannot be handed over all, and a piece of land must be reserved for blood return.

Can be exiled to Jeju Island to raise horses
"Where is Jeju Island?"

"A sea island in North Korea has a horse farm that was started by the Mongols." Sun Zhixie said in high spirits, "There is another one, the direct descendants of the old slave, all of them will be beheaded!"

There was an uproar in the hall.

The impatient Duoduo even pulled out his knife and put it directly on Sun Zhixie's neck.

They also want peace talks, but the premise is that they can save their lives.

But if they don't even give their life to them now, then what's the point of talking about it.

Sun Zhixie, who was still high-spirited before, had trembling calves.

Hong Chengchou on the side immediately scolded, "Scholar Sun, be careful!"

The Ming Dynasty never recognized the Tartars, so how could there be a theory of two countries.

Over there, Huang Taiji felt a little relieved, he really didn't really want to persuade him to surrender, but why did he come out like this?
Hong Chengchou bowed his hands to Huang Taiji here, "My emperor still has requests."

"Say."

"My emperor ordered you to lead the old slaves to commit suicide outside the city gate to apologize, hand over Zhezhe, and Bumbutai to be your servant."

Dorgon, who was already full of anger, turned pale when he heard Li Yunze's idea of ​​attacking Bumbutai.

In history, he was able to give up the throne for this woman, and now he will only be more obsessed with it.

'choke lang'

The furious Dorgon drew out his knife, stepped forward quickly, and directly gave Hong Chengchou a heartbreak.

Hong Chengchou, who was full of disbelief, collapsed on the ground ". Barbarians are rude"

The two countries fought and beheaded the envoys, no doubt barbarians.

Seeing this, Duoduo also raised his knife and prepared to chop Sun Zhixie.

At this time, Sun Zhixie had already been scared to pee.Kneeling limply on the ground, he repeatedly kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"Wait."

At this time, Huang Taiji finally understood what Li Yunze wanted to do.

This is to use his own hands to get rid of these two envoys.

Looking at Hong Chengchou who had lost his breath, Huang Taiji secretly thought it was a pity.

What Li Yunze wanted to do, he had to do the opposite, what a pity for Hong Chengchou.

"Scholar Sun, don't need to panic." There was a look of contempt in his eyes, but Huang Taiji's words were extremely gentle, "I will serve for my Daikin in the future, and Ben Khan will not treat you badly. Now, tell Ben Khan about the situation of the army. .”

The frightened Sun Zhixie, in order to survive, told everything he knew like a pea in a bucket.

"Send Xueshi Sun to rest." Huang Taiji glanced at Hong Chengchou lying in a pool of blood, "Take off his head and still go outside the city."

"The Tartars are cruel, and I will avenge Hong Aiqing."

Li Yunze, with a resolute look, waved his fist vigorously, "Bury Hong Aiqing with honor, and pass an order to the Ministry of Rites to pursue his posthumous posthumous title."

"Long live." Wen Tiren stepped forward to salute, "I have never seen Xueshi Sun go out of the city."

"We'll know after the city is broken." Li Yunze waved his hand, not caring about it.

With Sun Zhixie's character, there is a high probability that Hong Chengchou was scared to surrender after his death.

That's fine, the death will be even worse after the city is broken.Instead of living for two more days, it is better to go on the road with Hong Chengchou.

After arranging these things, Li Yunze calmly gave the order, "Siege the city tomorrow."

The cold wind was howling, and there was already heavy snow falling under the city of Shenyang in winter.

Overnight, the sky and the earth were covered with snow, and everything that could be seen was white.

The faces of the Tartars inside the city were even paler than the snow outside.

The Ming army did not retreat and leave after the heavy snow fell, as said before, but was actively preparing for the siege.

More than a hundred artillery pieces lined up in the south of the city, and the sound of rumbling thunder shook the whole field.

The scorching shells kept hitting the tall and solid city wall, smashing the bricks wrapped in the outer city to pieces.

After the city bricks were smashed, the blue stones inside were exposed, and it was much more troublesome to smash these blue stones.

The violent shelling lasted for most of the day, and it was not declared over until the sky became dark.

Most of the blue stones on the southern city wall have been blasted to pieces.

Judging from this speed, at most tomorrow afternoon, the city wall here will be completely finished.

After dinner, the Ming army went back to rest in their thick tents, waiting for the big battle tomorrow.

At this time, the south gate of Shenyang City was quietly opened.

More than a thousand elite Tartars rode out of the city and rushed straight to the artillery positions of the Ming army.

If you don't kill these artillery pieces, you will have to destroy the city tomorrow.

The Tartars charged with the heart of death, only a hundred steps away from the artillery position, the cavalry in the front row suddenly rolled and fell down together.

The Tartars could think of raiding artillery positions, but how could the Ming army not think of it.

They have already dug thousands of horse traps here, the faster they rush, the worse they fall.

Numerous torches were lit, and the firecrackers of the Ming army appeared one after another, and the intensive shooting wiped out all the sneak attacking Tartars in the snow.

In less than a quarter of an hour, everything was over.

The night wind was wrapped in snowflakes, whizzing across the ground, and in the quiet night, only the wailing of the wounded Tartar soldiers remained.

Half an hour later, under the cold weather, the wailing of the wounded soldiers gradually stopped.

After being injured in this environment and exposed to the wild, it is basically impossible to survive for an hour.

After dawn, the heavy snow finally stopped and the sky cleared.

The cannon fodder of the cannon fodder battalion rubbed their hands tremblingly and went forward to clean up the corpses of the Tartars, while the Ming army who had had breakfast continued to shell.

The Ming army was strong enough, so there was no need to encircle them, and they didn't need to make any plans. They just told the Tartars clearly that I was going to fight from the south.

The violent shelling lasted until noon, and the blue stone was shattered, leaving the clay inside. After that, due to the lack of effective support, the entire city wall, which was hundreds of meters long, completely collapsed amidst the rumble of gunfire .

For the artillery of the Ming army in the past, even a few thousand catties of general artillery would not be able to withstand this level of continuous shooting.

Only this kind of cannon made of seamless steel pipes purchased by Li Yunze from the modern world can have such staying power.

After the city wall was blown down, the Tartars in the city did not rush out, and the Ming army stopped shelling and did not attack immediately.

Both sides knew that the real battle to the death would break out in the afternoon.

The Ming army began to eat lunch, and even the cannon fodder of the death camp who could only eat two meals a day in the past, was also given a rare extra meal.

And it was not the usual brown rice, but steaming rice and steamed buns, and even each cannon fodder was given a box of canned fish.

They are all prisoners on death row, so naturally they don't get any good treatment on weekdays.

If it is now, they will take the lead later, which can be regarded as a hearty meal.

A viewing platform with a height of six meters has been built. After lunch, Li Yunze led a group of civil and military personnel to the viewing platform.

Before taking his seat, he turned his head and told Cao Bianjiao, "Go too, young people should compete for the opportunity to make contributions."

Cao Bianjiao was overjoyed, and hurried down after saluting.

Sit down on the Mazar, take a sip of the hot tea on the case table.

"let's start."

Dozens of strong men with big arms and round waists waved their wooden mallets and began to beat the big drum.

The muffled sound of the drums was motivating the Ming army, and it also hit the hearts of the Tartars in the city, causing pain.

The first to go into battle were thousands of cannon fodder from the battalion of dead soldiers. They wore crude leather armor, held shields, knives and guns, and swarmed towards the collapsed slope.

Climbing up the gravel slope, the cannon fodder in the front can already see the roofs of the buildings in the city.

The cannon fodder screamed, and desperately stepped forward to climb over the gravel slope piled up by the collapsed city wall, wanting to capture a head, clean up their charges and leave the death camp.

Standing on the top of the slope, all you can see is the paved Tartar archers and the bannermen in the front row.

'whoosh whoosh~~~'

A dense rain of arrows flew over, and the cannon fodder fell in pieces on the gravel slope.

A small number of those who rushed down, facing the rows of flags, disappeared like foam on the shore, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The tragic casualties quickly calmed down the cannon fodder behind. Most of them were civil servants, dignitaries, landlords, and gentry that Li Yunze cleaned up in the south of the Yangtze River and the capital. They didn't have any real sense of bravery.

Not surprisingly, the cannon fodder behind began to flee.

Li Yunze on the viewing platform put down the teacup in his hand and snorted dissatisfiedly.

Wen Tiren at the side understood, and immediately signaled to the general below.

The two teams of cavalry attacked from the left and right, catching up with the scattered cannon fodder, and reaping their lives.

On the front, there are tens of thousands of armored soldiers from the Shenshu Camp. They are arranged in several layers of armored lines, and any deserters who come over will be immediately understood.

The cannon fodder running back and forth was finally forced up the gravel slope and crushed on the Tartar army formation.

How could it be so easy to atone for sins and survive!
Behind the cannon fodder were the soldiers of the Shenshu camp. They were wearing full-cover heavy armor, and they were not afraid of the bows and arrows of the Tartars. They crossed the gravel slope and directly ran into the Tartar army formation.

In an instant, there was a flash of swords and swords, and countless people fell to the ground.

Li Yunze, who was on the viewing platform, saw the soldiers from the Shenshu Battalion pouring into the city, and the firearms from the Shenji Battalion who followed up to support them also followed up.

Turning his head to look at the army formation not far to the left, Li Yunze signaled, "Let the people of Guanning Army go in too."

At this time, most of the generals of the Guan Ning Army above the capital division level had already been dealt with by Li Yunze.

The rest, headed by Wu Sangui and his son, were incorporated into the army formation.

Li Yunze decided to give them a chance, and let them forget the past if they made great achievements in battle. If they die in battle, it will be their fate.

After the Guan Ning Army's formation also marched in, Li Yunze shook his neck and said, "Tell Cao Bianjiao and the others that I will rest at Huang Taiji's bedroom at night."

(End of this chapter)