Hundreds of households in Liaodong, covering the light with one hand

Chapter 242 Breakout?

"Young prince," the moment he saw Dorgon, Wei Qi's heart throbbed for some reason, and his eyes instantly filled with tears.

At this time, Dorgon was stunned, his slightly immature face was full of horror and confusion, and he had no idea what was happening.

At the beginning of tonight's battle, Daishan summoned the senior officials of the Eight Banners to gather in the conference hall to discuss countermeasures. Except for Wei Qi and other generals Zhenglan and Xiangbai Gushan who came to the city to stop the defense, most of the Houjin senior officials were in the conference hall in Shenyang City. .

Dorgon had a fever recently and was too young, so he never went.

did not expect.
  Under two rounds of artillery bombardment by the Ming army, the entire meeting hall was reduced to ashes.

Looking up, the entire city of Shenyang was already a sea of ​​fire, with roars, curses, cries for help, and sounds of fighting resounding from all directions.

After two rounds of artillery shells came down, almost the entire city was in panic.

Wei Qi didn't even dare to let people go to search and rescue. What if a group of still warm bodies were found in front of everyone, what would the whole Jianzhou do?

At this time, save your strength, retreat, or continue to fight and die here?
  this is a problem!
  Wei Qi clutched the steel knife in his hand and looked at Dorgon standing not far away, feeling helpless for a moment.

Boom.
  Another round of cannonballs fell, and the city was surrounded by flames. The hot temperature seemed to burn all Wei Qi's thoughts to ashes.

call! !

With a heavy breath, Wei Qi seemed to have made a major decision.

Turning to look at Dorgon, Wei Qi was about to speak.

"Prince Li has arrived!!!"

In the distance, amid the raging fire, a group of followers were rushing from a distance carrying a sedan.

The sedan weighing hundreds of kilograms, with four sedan chairs draped on the shoulders of four strong attendants, galloped all the way. Although there were seas of fire, artillery fire, and chaotic civilians and Ming troops, it was still stable.

Is Prince Li Daishan still alive?
  Wei Qi was surprised and happy! ! !

After such two rounds of cannon attacks, if you can still survive, God bless Jianzhou and God bless the Eight Banners! ! !
  When the sedan was dozens of steps away, Wei Qi had already flown forward and kowtowed: "Slave Wei Qi, kowtow to Prince Li!!!"

Boom! ! !
  The sedan was gently placed on the ground, splashing a slight dust.

Wei Qi raised his head slightly and saw the sedan curtain swinging slightly, but during this period, he didn't hear any sound from Daishan.

This Gushan Ezhen suddenly felt an unpleasant feeling in his heart.

"come over."

Finally, while Wei Qi was thinking about it, Daishan's voice sounded in the sedan chair, and he sounded extremely weak.

Just live!

Wei Qi rushed over almost rolling and crawling.

At this time, the curtain was also opened by the guards.

"Your Majesty," Wei Qi went over and was about to speak. When he saw the scene in the sedan clearly, he suddenly stood on the spot.

The inside of the sedan chair was still soaked in black and red blood. The blood kept flowing out from Daishan's feet, following the steps of the sedan chair, and forming a small pool on the ground like a stream.

As for Daishan himself, one of his arms has disappeared, and the fracture is uneven, with traces of smoke still coming out. Although his chest is simply bandaged, you can still see how terrifying the gap is.

I can't survive!

This was Wei Qi's unspoken thought.

"Come here," Daishan was extremely weak, as if he was about to return to the west in the next second.

"Your Majesty." Wei Qi leaned forward while lying on the sedan chair, wanting to hear what Dai Shan wanted to say.

"Get out of the city, take Prince Rui with you, and go out of the city," Dai Shan seemed to have exhausted all his strength with these words, and he was panting heavily as soon as he finished speaking. “Where to go?” Wei Qi asked.

"Go north, go north again, stay away from Liaodong, Wang Qi," Daishan's eyes had been closed, and he spoke only with his last breath.

Defeat Liaodong?

As soon as Wang Qi arrived, he was so devastated?
  No way to fight back?
  Wei Qi's heart was bleeding, but in this critical situation, there was no room for hesitation: "I will obey the prince's order!"

In the sedan chair, Daishan's head had leaned back, the breath all over his body suddenly weakened, and all his life force had been lost.

To be able to persist here and pass on the legacy to Wei Qi is considered to be a complete vitality.

Boom! ! !
  The sound of explosions and fighting rang in his ears, and Wei Qi could not delay any longer.

There is no time for sadness and regret.

"Young prince," Wei Qi stepped forward quickly and fell to his knees with a thump. His tone was filled with sobs and panic: "I will take you out of the city!"

Dorgon did not look at Wei Qi who was kneeling on the ground, but turned to look at the city head, where there was already a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and blood flowed into a river. Then he turned back and looked at Daishan's body in the sedan.

From the beginning to the end, Dorgon never glanced inside Shenyang City.

"How many troops do we still have in our Eight Banners?" Dorgon, who was still pale and trembling just now, was surprisingly calm at this moment.

Wei Qi shook his head when he heard this: "I still have more than 10,000 soldiers and horses under my command. There should be less than 10,000 left in the left camp in the city. I don't know about the other two defenders."

"Can more than 20,000 people fight their way out?" Dorgon pursed his lips and asked in a low voice.

"My lord, even if I die, I will send you out of the city!" Wei Qi carries the hope of the entire Jianzhou on his shoulders, which is not unbearable.

Pursing his lips and looking at the precarious city, Dorgon hesitated: "Where should we break out?"

"I think we should go north," Wei Qi replied.

That was the weakest point in the Ming army's siege.

The coalition forces of Lu Xiangsheng and Horqin were not very familiar with each other's cooperation. From there, they fought desperately to break through, and their chances of survival were great.

But the only danger is that the front will be embellished.

While Wei Qi was hesitating, a low roar came from not far behind him.

"Why are you still hanging around here? Daishan is dead, and you, Wei Qi, are also dead?"

Wei Qi and Dorgon turned around and saw Jierhalang, wearing armor and holding a steel gun, riding on a horse, with his cloak fluttering in the wind behind him.

His majesty and fearlessness are just like those of Nurhachi back in the day. This nephew also has a hint of the style of his imperial uncle.

"Prince Zheng" Wei Qi looked at Jierharang blankly.

During the court meeting a few days ago, Jierhalang was imprisoned in Daishan's mansion. In this battle, it was a blessing in disguise that he was not injured by the shelling.

"Since Daishan asked you to break out of the city, you can take Prince Rui with you," Jierhalang grinned without flinching at all.

"Prince, you?" Wei Qi heard this and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Brother Six," Dorgon was also in a daze: "Will you also break out with us?"

"My king?" Jirharang sat on the horse and raised the spear in his hand: "This king will die in the battle in Shenyang City. The tomb of my Emperor Jianzhou is here, and the foundation of Jianzhou is here. It will always be here." Here is some blood of the Aisin Gioro family."

"And you, little fourteen," Jierhalang smiled ferociously, pointing the tip of his spear sharply at Dorgon: "You'd better grow up quickly, and then avenge us and kill Wang Qi on a horse." Down!"

(End of this chapter)