Take the arsenal to Da Ming

Chapter 251 Recovering Yingtian Mansion ([-])
Luck Dehun knew that he had no way to retreat, because the new army had already blocked the river, and it was not realistic to withdraw from the waterway.

Of course, he could also take advantage of the new army's attack and escape through other city gates in disguise.

After all, Yingtian Mansion has thirteen gates, so there is still a great chance of escaping.

However, as the great-grandson of Nurhachi, Luck Dehun has his own pride, and he does not allow himself to flee without a fight.

Therefore, he immediately led the gathered less than 4000 people to engage in a bloody battle with the new army who rushed to rely on the imperial city. These nearly 4000 people are all full of Eight Banners, and they are also the most reliable elites at this moment.

However, due to the rush of time, the deployment of materials could not keep up, so ammunition, arrows, etc. were not equipped enough.

More importantly, Shi Lang led tens of thousands of people to surround the imperial city.

The imperial city has walls, but the main function of the walls is not to defend against enemy attacks, but to isolate the imperial city from the secular world.

Therefore, the walls of the imperial city are not as towering and strong as the city, and it is impossible to station troops, let alone the protection of the moat, but this is also the last barrier of the Qing army.

The Qing army closed all the entrances and sent troops to defend each gate. At the same time, they sent people to the pavilions and even the roofs to monitor the movement of the new army from a high position.

However, the city wall with a circumference of about seven miles still had many blind spots, and the Qing army hiding in the imperial city couldn't pay attention to every spot.

With a loud bang, a large hole was directly opened in the northwest corner of the imperial city, and the new army immediately swarmed in through the broken hole.

Since the Qing army regarded the city gates as the main defensive positions, they did not notice that the new army would rush in from this position, and there was no force to stop them for a while, so the Qing army had to be dispatched to the nearest one urgently.

But obviously, these few temporarily deployed troops were naturally unable to withstand the large army of new troops stabbed in by bees, and were killed and retreated steadily.

It wasn't until a large number of Qing troops continued to support them that they could hold their ground.

But at this moment, with a loud bang, another hole was opened in the northeast corner, and the new army rushed in again.

For a moment, the shouts of killing in the imperial city shook the sky, the battle was extremely fierce, and blood flowed like rivers.

The morale of the new army was very high, and even the soldiers of Jin Shenghuan's troops fought hard, because they all knew that the Qing army was desperate, and this was a good opportunity to make contributions.

And this is the imperial city of Ming Dynasty, if I can contribute to regaining the imperial city, it will be the glory of my life.

The resistance of the Qing army was very fierce, because they also knew that they had no way out.

However, their resistance only allowed them to linger for a while, because from time to time, other new armies came to the imperial city to support them, making the strength gap between the two sides wider and wider.

The two sides fought in the courtyard, in the attic, and in the main hall. Soldiers were everywhere in the huge imperial city.

And the new army maintained several times the strength advantage over the Qing army in every place, so no matter how unwilling the Qing army was, they were killed one by one in grief and indignation.

At the southwest corner of the imperial city, Leket was disheveled, covered in blood, and looked around with a grim expression.

Beside him, if there are nearly three hundred panting Qing troops surrounding him.

In addition to the wall behind them, on the opposite side of them, thousands of new troops surrounded this area impenetrably.

The battle in the entire imperial city was almost over. The new army scattered around to search for possible survivors and cleared them out. Now the largest Qing army is here, and there is Baylor among them.

This is very attractive to many people, and everyone is vying for this credit.

"Kill..." Someone yelled loudly, as if it was a signal, the personnel from both sides stopped confronting each other, and rushed to kill together with a roar.

Up to this point in the battle, there are no tactics to speak of, no bells and whistles, all relying on courage and courage to carry out the simplest and most brutal frontal fight.

As soon as a Qing army slashed at a new army, several bayonets, sabers, and even spears stabbed fiercely before the knife was pulled out.

"Pu Chi Pu Chi..." After a short breath, blood holes appeared on his body, and one of the spears pierced deeply into his body.

"Ah..." A soldier of the new army roared, and the saber in his hand fell fiercely.

The Qing soldier in front of him was obviously exhausted, his reaction was a bit slow, his head flew straight up, and blood spewed out from the headless corpse like a fountain, spraying all over the body and face of the people around him.

The fresh blood at this time was just washing and irrigating the brave, no different from warm water. A few soldiers of the new army just wiped the blood off their faces with a smirk, and continued to charge forward.

Soldiers on both sides fell down from time to time, consuming each other. The Qing army around Le Ke Dehun was rapidly reduced, and they were so oppressed that they continued to retreat until they could not retreat at the bottom of the wall.

There were already many stab wounds all over Lu Kede's body. If it wasn't for his personal guards trying to save him several times, he might have already been one of the countless corpses on the ground.

But even so, there are not many soldiers who can save him now. His personal soldiers are almost dead, and there are less than 50 soldiers around him.

"The Qing Dynasty will not perish, give it to me, kill..." Luck Dehun roared frantically, and took the initiative to charge forward.

"Kill..." Dozens of Qing troops finally charged.

"噗噢噐..." There was a clash of gold and iron.

"Pu Chi Chi Chi..." There was the sound of knives and guns piercing flesh.

"Tartar, go to hell..."

"Go back to your hometown, die..."

"what……"

All kinds of cursing and screams were intertwined, accompanied by streaks of blood spattering.

Finally, half an hour later, the blood-red sunset in the sky gradually lowered, and the shouting and killing in this area gradually stopped.

Decker knelt on the ground with his knees, his helmet had long since disappeared, and his scalp was scattered.

Two spears pierced his left and right abdomen, and he held a spear in each hand, with blood flowing from his mouth.

The crowd of new soldiers separated, and Shi Lang stepped forward slowly.

As if he knew that someone important was approaching, Luke Dehun tried his best to raise his head, and couldn't help coughing, every time he coughed, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't say it, his throat was already clogged with blood.

Shi Lang raised his eyes to look at the sunset in the sky, it was blood red, and said with emotion: "As fate has come, the so-called Qing Dynasty you talk about is probably like the afterglow of the sunset, and it won't last long."

"Let's take a step first. It won't be long before the Qing Dynasty you are loyal to will go to accompany you..."

As if hearing Shi Lang's words, Luc Dehun, who was originally sluggish, suddenly became agitated, his teeth clenching, as if he wanted to refute, as if he wanted to resist.

A sword was raised high, and then swung down fiercely.

With the sound of "cha", a bloody human head rolled to the ground, and the blood shot out, reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun, so coquettish and gorgeous.

(End of this chapter)