The wind rises at the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 255 Shengdong
The east is getting whiter and the sky is shining brightly, but the world is still confused.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

But under Jinan City, the drums were already beating like thunder, and the shouts of killing resounded through the sky.

Thousands of Qing soldiers outside the city surged in again to the beat of drums.

The city wall of Jinan was already covered with rivers of blood, corpses were piled on the ground, and everything was red.

The Qing army's offensive was more fierce than a few days ago, and the defense line on the Jinan city wall was crumbling as a result.

Zhang Bingwen held the Yanling knife in his hand, and the blood dripping from the edge of his helmet blurred his vision.

Lack of sleep caused his steps to become shaky, his eyes were bloodshot, and the armor he was wearing had not been taken off for nine days and nights.

There are even marks left by swords in many places on the armor.

Zhang Bingwen was not a military commander, he was just a civilian official.

But the civil servants of the Ming Dynasty never lacked the courage to go into battle.

Zhang Bingwen really knew nothing about wielding swords and guns. He did learn some so-called swordsmanship when he was young, but he only admired the free and easy style of poets in the Tang Dynasty.

How can those swordsmanship for viewing be used in a real battle formation?

Zhang Bingwen knew that there was not much he could do. He tried his best to coordinate and arrange the city defense affairs, but there were still many accidents that he had not foreseen.

In many cases, he could barely stabilize the situation only by taking the lead and boosting morale.

"Ugh——"

The urgent horn sound came again, interrupting Zhang Bingwen's thoughts.

Zhang Bingwen turned his head and looked north. The place where the emergency horn sounded was the northernmost part of the city wall.

As the emergency horn sounded, there was also news of the death of Zhou Zhixun, who was responsible for guarding the northern city wall.

"Woo——" "Woo——"

The urgent horn sound from the north had just fallen, and the same horn sound came from the south at this time, followed by emergency signals from other sections of the city wall further away.

The deafening shouts of killing soared into the sky, echoed up and down the city, and penetrated into the ears.

The sound of the war drums of the Qing army outside the city seemed to never stop, like a magical sound.

The wind and snow are urgent.

Zhang Bingwen looked at the purgatory-like scene around him, his heart filled with ice.

"Is it time to end already..."

For nine days and nights, the soldiers and civilians guarding the city had reached their limit.

The three thousand troops and horses originally sent to the city for reinforcements from various places were reduced by [-]% in these nine days, and the civilians who assisted in the defense suffered countless casualties.

The number of scholars who patrolled the four cities has died in more than 270 people.

Most of the guards of Prince De's Mansion even filled the walls on all four sides.

It is only a matter of time before Donglu breaks the city.

Zhang Bingwen stopped looking at the place where the horn sounded, and turned to the northwest.

The day before yesterday, Donglu mobilized his troops and horses outside the city to gallop northwest, which greatly boosted the morale in the city.

Donglu mobilized a large army of soldiers and horses to go northwest, it must be because of the changes in the northwest.

The biggest possibility is that reinforcements are coming from the northwest, otherwise how could the Donglu leave Jinan City.

However, after the large group of Donglu moved to the northwest, the Donglu under the city still did not slow down their offensive. Instead, their offensive became even more fierce.

After that, there was no news from the northwest, and there was no sign of any supporting troops on the outskirts of Jinan City.

In the city, some people said that the reinforcements were afraid of the Donglu wandering outside the city and did not dare to advance.

Some people say that the army that came for reinforcements fought against the Donglu and was completely defeated.

Others said that there was no reinforcement army, but that the Donglu saw that the city was about to be breached and continued to plunder elsewhere.

There are different opinions in the city, people are panicked, and the panic is spreading.

Even if a group of people were arrested and a group of people were imprisoned, the situation did not get better.

Everyone just stopped talking, but they were still thinking in their hearts.

The haze of despair and the fear of death linger in everyone's mind.

Everyone knows what will happen after Donglu breaks the city.

Zhang Bingwen looked back at the city.

The city was quiet and silent, and the streets and cities were silent.

It's a pity that such peace will soon cease to exist.

The day the Donglu captured the city was the day Jinan became a river of blood.

There was no fear or despair in Zhang Bingwen's heart, only regret.

Han Chuang has been studying hard for more than ten years and serving as an official for more than ten years. He has already smoothed his edges.

He had never dreamed of helping the country and revitalizing the country.

But now, even doing nothing and returning home has become a luxury.

He was the political envoy to the left in Shandong and had the responsibility of guarding the land and bringing peace to the people. However, he was unable to hold the land and was unable to bring peace to the people.

Jinan is about to fall in his hands.

He can't live up to the country, nor can he live up to the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in the city.

"After all... I have failed God's grace, I have failed the country, I have failed... the people..."

Zhang Bingwen closed his eyes, and two lines of tears slowly flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The situation is over and everything is helpless.

"Call to the four cities. After the city wall is lost, each official will retreat to the city according to the original plan and rely on the streets and alleys to defend."

Zhang Bingwen clenched the Yanling knife in his hand and tried his best to support his body and stand.

The fall of the city wall actually announced the fall of the city.

Retreating to the streets and defending it is actually impossible to change anything. The moment the city wall is lost, the battle to defend the city is actually lost.

Guarding the streets is just a last ditch effort, in the name of loyalty.

……

On the banks of the Daqing River and in the wilderness, blood is everywhere.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"

"kill!!"

Accompanied by the rapid beating of drums, densely packed Qing army soldiers holding tiger spears jumped out of the shield chariot, shouting and rushed straight to the Ming army's chariot camp.

The eight-foot-long tiger spears had sharp sharp tips. The pieces of tiger spears were like a city wall made of thorns, covering them up. The cold light pierced people's hearts and captured their souls.

"Bang! Bang! Bang Bang!!!"

The deafening sound of the musket suddenly sounded, like thunder.

There was a burst of gunpowder smoke in front of the Ming army's chariot formation, as if a white smoke dragon appeared out of thin air.

At a distance of more than twenty steps, the gun's armor-piercing ability reached its maximum.

The armors worn by the Qing soldiers did not provide them with much protection. Almost half of the Qing soldiers charging at the front fell.

Being hit by a fire gun at such a close distance, even the three-eyed gun is already more powerful than an ordinary crossbow.

Even if the fire cannon could not penetrate their armor, the huge kinetic energy carried by the fire cannon projectiles was enough to shatter their bodies under the armor, causing them to suffer excruciating pain.

"Go up!!"

Among the crowd, a Qing general wearing a single-edged helmet and white armor had red eyes and shouted hoarsely.The thimble on his head is longer than the others. He is Niulu Zhangjing of this army and the commander of this military formation.

The dozens of armored soldiers who fell at the front of the charge made him dizzy. There were more than 300 Niulu under his command, which was much larger than the other Niulu.

I originally thought that with the suppression of my own arrows, I would take advantage of the opportunity of the opponent's muskets to reload, but who would have thought that the Ming army actually had fire muskets that could be fired? What a ghost.

Now, after half an hour of fierce fighting, the loss of the armored soldiers under his command has been close to [-]%, and they are already on the verge of collapse.

It’s just that we haven’t received the order to retreat. Who dares to retreat easily now?

The armored soldiers guarding the military camp were watching behind them, and retreating would mean death.

Even if he escaped the assassination of the military guard camp, is it possible that he could escape the accountability of the flag owner after returning?
"Top up!"

"Go up!!"

The Ming army had been prepared for a long time, but now they had already rushed forward, and the people had already been killed. Those in front would have died in vain if they didn't rush forward. Now they can only bite the bullet and continue to push forward.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

The Fran cannons and Tiger cannons that had been silent for a long time in the Ming army camp once again let out their roar.

Large swaths of lead bullets shot out in a fan shape, hitting a group of Qing soldiers who were charging straight at them, knocking them upside down.

After the Ming army's chariots, bursts of gunpowder smoke filled the air, and the roar of artillery was endless.

After the Qing army's shield car, a large number of feather arrows flew into the air again, and the sound of the arrows breaking through the air resounded into a sound like the wind blowing in the woods.

The distance of thirty steps is just a blink of an eye for the arrow leaving the string.

When the tiger spearmen of the Qing army who were charging forward were still about ten steps away from the Ming army's carriage camp, hundreds of feather arrows were already arriving.

In a heart-stopping sharp sound, a large number of feather arrows shot into the Ming army's car camp.

What is shocking is that most of the feather arrows fired by the Qing army were shot into the exposed gaps of the Ming army's chariots, and some arrows were shot directly through the narrow design openings of the Ming army's chariots, carrying There were bursts of howling, and it was obvious that the shot had hit the target.

Only a small number of arrows hit the outer chariots.

However, despite this, the tanks on the periphery of the Ming army were already filled with arrows.

After half an hour of fierce fighting, no one knew how many arrows were fired, and the archers in the front line were replaced by two groups due to exhaustion.

Among the Eight Banners of Manchuria, the elites were basically concentrated in the Two Yellow Banners, because the Two Yellow Banners were under the direct leadership of Huang Taiji, who is now the emperor of the Qing Dynasty.

The two yellow flags were actually equivalent to the Imperial Guards of previous dynasties, and they naturally gathered elites.

However, under Dorgon's many years of management, the Two White Flags were actually not inferior to the Two Yellow Flags.

They are all first-class elites, and there are many who are excellent in archery.

With the explosion, a burst of smoke rose again from behind the Ming army's carriage camp, but this time due to the suppression of the arrow rain, the momentum was obviously not as good as before.

The front line of the Qing army burst into shouts again and rushed straight to the Ming army's carriage camp.

The distance of ten steps, running at full strength, takes less than one breath.

In the blink of an eye, the Qing army's armored soldiers swept in like a tide and rushed into the Ming army's carriage camp.

The armored soldiers of the Ming army were waiting in formation behind the chariots. This situation had been staged many times in just half an hour.

The Ming army soldiers arrayed at the front were all wearing double-layered heavy armor, holding nearly four-meter-long spears and waiting...

Hot blood flowed out, and the ice and snow on the ground were constantly being eroded and corrupted, melting, and changing.

The sound of drums is like thunder, the sound of trumpets fills the sky, and countless flags are entangled in Henan in the Qing Dynasty.

The front armies of the Ming and Qing armies were already completely entangled, and countless soldiers died on the battlefield every minute and every second.

Sun Chuanting held the whip tightly, pulling the horse and scanning the entire battle situation.

The four formations of the front army have already engaged the enemy, and the Qing army's front army is divided into twelve formations to attack, going back and forth, non-stop, and the momentum is like a strong wind and waves.

However, relying on the car camp and the large number of firearms in the military camp, it can still maintain its invincible position at this stage.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"

The continuous blast of cannons sounded in Sun Chuanting's ears again.

Sun Chuanting followed the sound to the Chinese army's artillery position. There were a total of twelve artillery pieces there. These 12 artillery pieces were all artillery pieces of Chen Wang's army.

He once asked Chen Wang if these artillery had names, and Chen Wang told him that the smaller ones were called three-pound cannons, and the larger ones were called five-pound cannons.

The name is not loud, and it sounds much worse than the general cannons and divine machine guns produced by the Ministry of Industry.

But whether it's power, range or even rate of fire, it's much better.

Chen Wang had an outstanding reputation when he was in Shaanxi. Among them, he was most praised for his military training and his good use of firearms and his proficiency in weapons.

Sun Chuanting also knew something about the situation of the Hanzhongwei Ordnance Bureau. Chen Wang reported the situation to him. He also heard about Chen Wang's cannon casting. The cannon and gun casting was actually done with his tacit approval.

If you really follow the rules and regulations, Chen Wang, as a battalion general, controls the local weapons bureau and large-scale ordnance casting, and can be beheaded for any of them.

But in extraordinary times, extraordinary measures are taken.

This time when he went north to King Qin, everything Chen Wang did was seen by Sun Chuanting.

If Chen Wang blindly hides his clumsiness and preserves his strength, then he will definitely not let Chen Wang do anything inappropriate again after the war.

But Chen Wang has been serving the country wholeheartedly until now.

Outside Zhending City, the main force formed an array to meet the enemy and beat the Donglu.

In the battle of Jiazhuang, he even issued a military order and asked his own cavalry to serve as the vanguard to rush for reinforcements.

If it hadn't been for Chen Wang's request at that time, Sun Chuanting asked himself that he would definitely not have gone to Jiazhuang.

Qing soldiers gathered together and fought in the plains. Once defeated, they would be in a place of eternal destruction.

In this siege of Jinan, Sun Chuanting was not actually prepared to come to the rescue at the beginning.

The risk of rescuing Jinan was too great. Liu Yuliang, the chief minister of the cabinet, succeeded more than he failed. He asked himself to be the governor, but soon after leaving the capital, he did not dare to go further and wandered around Baoding Mansion.

Not only did it not help, but it also detained Xuan Dajun in Baoding Mansion, who could have continued fighting.

If it weren't for the fact that Chen Wang proposed a strategy to him that was indeed possible to preserve Jinan,

He would never take huge risks and lead his troops south to aid Jinan.

Sun Chuanting withdrew his gaze and glanced towards the left wing.

The cavalry on the left and right wings responsible for covering the flanks were already at a disadvantage.

Although Cao Bianjiao, who commanded the right-wing cavalry, was at a disadvantage, he was still able to stabilize the situation.

Cao Bianjiao led the troops in the center, and once a flaw was revealed, he immediately led his guards to fill it. Although the Qing cavalry always had the upper hand, they were unable to achieve much results.

But on the left wing, Zu Kuan's situation was much worse. He was clearly in decline under the continuous offensive of the Qing cavalry.

Once Zu Kuan was defeated, the entire left wing of the front army and the center army lost support.

It would be okay if they defended based on the camp, but in order to implement the plan, they now took the initiative to attack across the river.

To succeed in the strategy of seizing the east and attacking the west, the first priority is to seize the east.

We are currently on the south bank of the Daqing River. If the Qing army comes from two sides, it will be defeated in just a blink of an eye.

Accompanied by a burst of rapid horse hooves, a pond horse galloped from the west. His arrival also interrupted Sun Chuanting's thinking.

"The Donglu gathered heavy troops to attack fiercely, and our troops suffered heavy casualties..."

Sun Chuanting's expression became colder and colder as the pond horse reported.

Within half an hour, Zu Kuan's company sent two people to ask for instructions to retreat and request assistance. Now this Tang Ma was the third person sent by Zu Kuan.

Sun Chuanting did not look at Tang Ma who was kneeling on the ground to report, but just gave a calm order to He Renlong who was standing by.

"Take my military order and hold Shang Fangjian to ask Zu Kuan."

"How many heads can he chop off? Have you really forgotten who I am?!"

(End of this chapter)