A century-old family that runs through the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 394 Hu Guangping

Bullets were raining like rain. All the city walls at the top of the city had been bombarded by artillery fire and had lost their cover. The Western soldiers could only endure the hail of bullets from below the city while holding on to the city. Soldiers were shot at every moment. He fell down and screamed.

The sound of artillery was loud, and every time a shell from the No. 2 heavy artillery fell, it would cause a huge impact and leave a deep hole in the city wall. Accompanied by the panicked shouts of the soldiers and the endless smoke, a gap finally appeared in the tall and thick city wall.

After all, it was still unable to withstand the high-frequency indiscriminate bombardment. It groaned and fell down amidst the sound of artillery fire, and a cloud of dust rose up.

Dahua's soldiers mounted bayonets on their muskets and charged forward, shouting.

The soldiers at the top of the city had already fled, and they quickly invaded the city.

Even though there were tens of thousands of Daxi soldiers in the city at this time, they had basically lost their will to resist. Facing the invading Chinese army, they threw down their weapons in droves and knelt on the ground. expressed his surrender.

The setting sun shone on the top of the city. The broken flag with the word "西" fell down heavily. The black-backed gold flag with the word "华" was erected, reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun. The golden light shone, as if heralding a new beginning.

More than a thousand cavalry surrounded a person in the center and galloped out of another gate of the city.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid this is a necessary strategy to surround the army. I think there may be an ambush on this road." Although Sun Kewang's face was extremely depressed, he still said this after careful observation.

The Chinese army saw the distinctive armor. Under the command of the officer, a man with excellent marksmanship raised his gun and aimed at him.

But at this time, the city was in ruins, and there were Chinese troops everywhere in other directions. There was only one way to survive.

In the fierce fighting, there were fewer and fewer soldiers around Zhang Xianzhong.

In the end, he could only follow this hope.

The gap between the Western Army and the Chinese Army was still too big. Even at this time, they did not even have much advantage in terms of military strength. The seemingly iron-clad defense was easily penetrated like tofu. Even their capital, Wuchang, was able to hold on for several days. The Empress of Heaven was also quickly breached.

"Kill out." Zhang Xianzhong gritted his teeth and said.

At this time, the cavalry around him were all elite soldiers of his old camp and his true confidants. Facing the Chinese cavalry, even though they knew they were outmatched, they still rushed forward without hesitation. Zhang Xianzhong personally directed the battle, hoping to find a way out.

Zhang Xianzhong could only lead his trusted cavalry to rush out of an unattacked city gate and escape quickly. Before that, he had killed his queen, concubines, and the young prince. The palace was then set on fire.

He gritted his teeth and moved forward, hoping that the other party would not set an ambush along this road.

But the so-called "route of survival" is often not very safe. How can the enemy really let you leave?
It was perfectly normal to set up an ambush and hunt down the escaping soldiers. The only way to survive was actually death, and it only gave the soldiers in the siege a little luxury hope.

However, the reality finally disappointed him. Not long after running, they encountered the Chinese cavalry.

His position is also getting closer and closer.

The original intention of the encirclement must be to let the soldiers under siege see hope of survival, and to prevent them from fighting desperately to increase the difficulty of their own attack.

Riding his horse in the wilderness, he seemed to have escaped the entanglement of the Chinese army, but he did not look happy. How could he not know the possibility of Sun Kewang's words?

A bullet streaked across the sky and accurately hit Zhang Xianzhong's chest, piercing his armor and splashing blood.

Zhang Xianzhong's body shook, and then he fell off his horse and fell heavily into the dust. Sun Kewang and Liu Wenxiu immediately dismounted and rushed forward to help him up.

At this time, the emperor of Daxi's breath had begun to decline, and his body was gradually losing strength. It was obvious that he was not going to die soon. "God's will is in China, not in the west!"

His consciousness gradually blurred, and he suddenly screamed, then closed his eyes. When he looked again, he was dead.

All around, the Chinese army had surrounded them, and Zhang Xianzhong's soldiers had been completely destroyed in the fierce battle.

The two tried to resist, but were soon captured.

On the other hand, Li Dingguo led his army and still fought fiercely with the Chinese army in another city, but in the end he was unable to win. After the army was basically destroyed, he was also seriously injured and captured.

The emperor died in the battle, several generals also died in the battle, or were captured. The rest of the troops fell into a leaderless situation. Even if there were some loyal to Zhang Xianzhong, they were easily defeated, but more of them surrendered directly to the city.

The main force of the Western Army was basically destroyed in this battle.

The Chinese army then marched southward without encountering any major obstacles. All the cities they passed were easily defeated.

……

News of Zhang Xianzhong's death reached Nanjing. Yan Ling's expression did not change much after hearing the news.

He was used to seeing life and death, and had seen the passing of many celebrities in history. Now he only had the feeling of watching the great rivers rolling in front of him, the passing of spring and the coming of autumn, and the passing of all things.

Zhang Xianzhong is quite complicated. After all, he was able to say to Sun Kewang in the original time and space, "The orthodoxy of the Ming Dynasty for three hundred years may not be eliminated suddenly, but it is also God's will. If I die, you will return to the Ming Dynasty in a hurry. It will not be unjust." Then he led his army to attack The Qing army was much stronger than many generals of the Ming army.

But it is true that he killed many people and wreaked havoc in places. Zhang Xianzhong's military discipline was much worse than that of Wang Chongzu or even Gao Yingxiang.

Even if he is captured alive, he will definitely die according to the law.

Fighting to death in the wilderness can be regarded as a decent ending.

……

The rest of the southwest also learned the news one after another.

Zhang Xianzhong was defeated and died, and the Daxi regime was officially declared destroyed.

Emperor Longwu of Shu suddenly felt a little frightened. He was shocked to find that the world where all the heroes once stood together was now empty of people beside him.

Turning his head again, Yan Quan had already pointed the sword at him, as if it would stab into his chest in the next second.

"Your Majesty, if you fail to keep your foundation, you will die to serve your country, and you will not be ashamed of your ancestors." Qin Liangyu was seriously ill at this time, but he still dragged his sick body and stood in front of Zhu Zhishu and said.

She was not sure of defeating the Chinese army, but she was determined to preserve the last dignity of the Ming Dynasty.

When Zhu Zhishu heard this, his expression became even darker, and the emperor and his ministers sighed at the same time.

In the same month, a man and a horse floated out of the palace of the Duke of Qian in Yunnan.

(End of this chapter)