Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

But Zheng Wanying was not so optimistic. Several generals in Shandong, Qiu Lei came from a family of generals, greedy and incompetent, incompetent to control his subordinates, too many generals to control, extremely bad military discipline, and extremely poor combat power.

Ni Chong was born in a family of scholar-bureaucrats, half literate and half military, his problem is that he is too soft, and he is not at all suitable for leading soldiers.

Liu Zeqing is a ruthless man. Among the [-] soldiers under his command, several thousand are elites. They are fattened and fed, and they dare to die.But Mr. Liu only cared about his own one-acre three-point land, and it was absolutely impossible to waste his troops to fight the Tartars, and it was even more impossible to send out sentries.

At this moment of doubt and hesitation, cavalry not far from the city flew in, and the outpost had already rushed to the city gate.

When the people closing the city gate heard the cry, they hesitated for a moment. The city gate was already half closed, but it did not close firmly and press the door bar. [

If Lu Jun's sentry comes here, at least it can bring useful information, which is much better than what everyone is doing now.With this kind of thinking, the people at the city gate wished that these officers and soldiers would come into the city as soon as possible. Anyway, there were only a few dozen people, and there was no way to make a big wave.

"No, no, stop them, stop them!"

Zheng Wanying was very vigilant and sharp. When the cavalry arrived at the city, he saw the helmet top and the details of their attire, and immediately realized that something was wrong. He jumped up and shouted, telling the people to close the gate.

But it's too late now!

Except for the one at the beginning who shouted to kill in Chinese, the rest of the cavalry yelled, and the one who came first even yelled: "The braided soldiers are coming, the Qing soldiers are coming, those who surrender will not die. If you don't surrender, you will slaughter the city!"

Those who surrender will not die, and the words of not surrendering to massacre the city seem to have magical powers, and the people at the city gate are stunned.

Most of the soldiers and civilians in Gaoyang City are just ordinary people. They don't know what fighting is all about. They just feel Sun Chengzong's behavior of bankrupt sellers defending the city, and they are moved by Sun Chengzong's personal charm. The city gate can be defended for a few days in the face of a strong enemy, but at this time, something happened suddenly, and the enemy rushed to the city gate at once, and everyone was stunned.

Some people went to close the city gate, but some stood still. In such a short time, although the city gate was pushed a little further, the cavalry had already rushed in.

When they got closer, everyone saw that the helmet he was wearing was the kind of pointed tasseled helmet of the Tartars in the rumors, which was completely different from the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty. Moreover, under the top of the helmet, one could see the obvious braids dragging on the forehead. behind.

"Sure enough, they are braided soldiers, Tartars."

Someone uttered such a desperate cry that a young man wanted to risk his life to close the city gate, but a Tatar soldier kicked the young man's arm, and he squatted down with a painful "Ah". Move again.

"The descendant will not die, the descendant will not die!"

Everyone knew that there were quite a few Han Chinese among the Tartar soldiers, and they were soldiers from the Liaodong Ming army or various tribes in Dongjiang Town. At this time, a few people swung their swords forward, their armor was very bright, so although everyone despised them as traitors, they were No one dared to say anything.

Although the crowd at the city gate was dense and there were many people, there were no serious officers and soldiers. They were rushed into the city by dozens of cavalry. Seeing the bright armor and braids of the people, I was already timid. Finally, one person couldn't bear the words, and when he was crying, he threw away the rake in his hand.