Anti Qing

Chapter 115 For the world

Eighty miles northwest of Xiangyang City, Gucheng County.

The setting sun is gradually setting, and the remaining afterglow makes people feel miserable for no reason. The setting sun is like blood, the setting sun is crying blood, and there seems to be an indescribable sadness under the sunset.

The color of the clouds echoed with the broken Dashun flag, revealing strands of bright red, following the sudden shouts of killing, adding a bit of mournful color.

"Captain!"

"The north of the city has been breached!"

Dong Yunlin's eyes were about to burst, and he waved the big knife in his hand. On a crenel in front of him, a corpse in Ming armor slowly slid down.

"Bring me over there!"

Hearing this, the veteran soldier who came to report was stunned, his voice was crying, desperate and desolate. .

"It's gone. There is no old reserve team anymore. Those who can stand up have already been brought over by Mr. Liu Zhang, and they all died in the north of the city!"

Dong Yunlin's expression was disastrous, and he almost fell to the top of the wall.

He turned his head to look at the plain south of the city, his face was full of disbelief and remorse, his armor had already been soaked in blood.

On the shoulder, the knife wound caused by who knows who is still aching.

Outside the city, the Ming army's banners covered the sky, and dozens of cannons were constantly spitting out flames. Every time a shell landed on the top of the city, there would be countless screams from Dashun soldiers.

The ant-like Ming army is clinging to the city wall, climbing continuously from every crenel, and fighting with the Dashun soldiers guarding the city.

But Gucheng is just an outpost of Xiangyang, and Dong Yunlin has only 4000 veteran soldiers, and only [-] ordinary soldiers.

Those who were assigned to fight on the top of each city were only a thousand people, and facing the tide-like Yunyang army outside the city, they were nothing more than mantises.

What's more, after the war, the former Ming landlords and gentry who were suppressed by Dashun started spreading rumors in the city.

Dong Yunlin's garrison not only had to guard the city walls, but also guarded against rebellions from within the city.

Following the death of Chief Sentinel Liu Wu in Beicheng, it was announced that Beicheng had completely fallen into the hands of the Ming army, and the rest of the gates must not be much better.

Dong Yunlin forced himself to stand up, issued his last order as Captain Dashun, and he smiled wryly.

"If you fight these dog officers and soldiers, even if you die, you won't be able to let them get supplies in Gucheng. You take your brothers and disperse them all into the city."

"Burn all the grain, grass, and luggage in the city, and don't leave any of it to these dog officers and soldiers!"

The old man naturally understood this truth, he nodded yes, and was about to help Dong Yunlin stand up, but after a little effort, Dong Yunlin bared his teeth and stopped him.

"No need."

"I can't go anymore. You should bring your active people to the city. After burning the food and supplies, continue to deal with the dog officers and soldiers through the streets and alleys."

"If it can be delayed for half a day, it will be half a day. Little Chuang Wang has now arrived in Xiangyang. We want to show these Guanzhong brothers who won the battle in Tongguan."

"The garrison in Xiangyang Prefecture is no worse than their field battalion!"

The old man almost burst into tears, but he was still trying to pull Dong Yunlin up without hesitation, as if he hadn't heard these words at all.

The rest of the dozen or so veterans around were also disheveled, and they all took their bags and gathered around Dong Yunlin, with deep unwillingness on their faces.

"The officers and soldiers are powerful, I will take the captain into the city and plan for the funeral!"

"I have dealt with officers and soldiers for more than ten years, and I have encountered more difficult times than this. How could this time be worse!"

Dong Yunlin chuckled, and the pain caused by the injury on his body became more and more clear, and he would feel the piercing pain without even moving.

He was supported and walked a few steps, and then he leaned against the city wall, with blood gurgling from under his body, his face became even paler, and he knew that he would not survive.

Then, he pushed away a veteran soldier in front of him.

"go!"

"Don't all get stuck at the top of the city, take those who can still go, and retreat to the streets!"

The boss was pushed away, turned his head and glanced outside the city, and found that the Ming army outside the city was making final arrangements.

The people in their rear were neighing, and the general under the big banner had a radiant complexion, and he didn't pay attention to the defenders of a small county town at all.

The veteran soldier was heartbroken, and finally stood up, his eyes revealing determination.

The remaining old soldiers in the south of the city tied Captain Dong Yunlin to the flagpole of Dashun, so that the soldiers of Dashun who were still fighting in the city could see the figure of their general.

Dong Yunlin had no strength at all. If he hadn't been tied up, he wouldn't have been able to stand up at all.

At this moment, holding the saber in his hand, he looked at the retreating dozens of veteran soldiers and more than [-] ordinary soldiers, with a gratified smile on his face.

Recalling the experience of the previous years, following Dashun to fight in the north and south, and resisting the tyranny of the imperial court, these were the most glorious days in his life.

Although bitter and difficult, Dashun has overthrown the Ming court and established a foothold in the northwest. Dong Yunlin is willing to shed the last drop of blood for the sake of Dashun.

After a while, flames ignited soaring into the sky in the city. The Ming army outside the city was obviously taken aback when they saw this, and immediately accelerated the pace of attack.

The ground-shaking footsteps almost crushed the small county town of Gucheng.

Dong Yunlin was tied to the flagpole, struggling to wave the saber in his hand, showing no trace of fear,
"I will die on the way to the charge. Brothers, I, Dong Yunlin, have been disabled and cannot rush out of the city with you."

"I will watch you here, die in battle under the banner of Dashun, for the people of the world, brothers, kill dogs!"

The Dashun soldiers who remained in the south of the city were all remnants, old and weak, and there were also many Gucheng people who spontaneously went to the city to help in the battle.

Since Li Zicheng captured Xiangyang Mansion in the 14th year of Chongzhen, Gucheng has been under the rule of Dashun for two years now.

The people here have not paid any taxes or corvees for two years.

This kind of life was almost unimaginable in the ancient feudal dynasties. Therefore, people's hearts are all in harmony, and everyone regards themselves as obedient.

The Dashun Army's garrison in the city never looted the people in the city even if they couldn't pay their food and wages.

At worst, it was nothing more than plundering the land of the landlords, and chasing down the wealth embezzled by the bureaucrats of the former Ming Dynasty to finance the army.

However, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, this kind of situation was very rare. Most of the time, the Dashun Army in the city did not commit any crimes.

It was also because of this that upon hearing that the Dashun Army was about to lose all casualties, the people in the city almost spontaneously rose up and organized to help the Dashun Army resist the "invasion" of the Ming army.

This is the true portrayal of the people's hearts in Dashun. At least in Xiangyang Mansion, Li Zicheng's Dashun has truly been regarded as a new dynasty.

Outside the city, Wang Guangen was wearing a basalt helmet of the general soldier of the Ming Dynasty and a pair of exquisite and gorgeous jet-black mountain armor. The high flag with the name of Wang on his head was constantly swaying under the strong wind.

Since the order to attack the city five days ago, his expression has not changed in any way.

As far as attacking Gucheng and Gao Doushu were concerned, it was nothing more than a simple foreplay.

Before attacking this place, Wang Guangen had already contacted the old landlords and officials in the city, promising them the life of a rich family in the past in exchange for information.

These landlords also hated Dashun's rule extremely, no matter the Qing Dynasty or the Ming Dynasty, they were eager to return to their hearts.

Taking advantage of this point, Wang Guangen had already figured out the details of the Dashun garrison in Gucheng. This battle had been a one-sided massacre from the very beginning.

It's just that he didn't expect that with just a few thousand old, weak, sick and disabled, the Dashun army could hold out for a full five days in front of his army.

But that's okay, five days is enough for the news to reach Xiangyang.

Thinking of this, Wang Guangen seemed to have discovered something suddenly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth froze slightly, with a little disbelief.

(End of this chapter)