Zhu Yunfei and Yi Yonggui led eight hundred elite cavalry. As soon as they arrived outside the inner city gate, they found that there were already prepared formations on the city wall.

The auxiliary general Wakda personally led more than a thousand soldiers and climbed to the top of the city first.

Seeing Zhu Yunfei leading the Ming army to attack, Wakda immediately drew his bow and arrows and shouted loudly.

"Shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow..."

Suddenly, arrows rained down from the top of the city. Seeing this, Zhu Yunfei had no choice but to stop his horse and shout.

"Prepare bows and arrows, shoot around the city."

At this time, attacking the city was just a bluff for Zhu Yunfei.

After all, he only had more than a thousand cavalry at his disposal and no siege weapons. Attacking the city gates by force would not help, and would only result in his death being in vain.

Although the inner city in front of us is not as high as the outer city, it is still ten meters high according to visual inspection. It is impossible for people or horses to fly up.

The men and horses on both sides exchanged fire.

Everyone was injured, and more than ten people under Zhu Yunfei's tent were hit by arrows and fell from their horses.

Above the city, there was also a scream, and a dozen people also fell to the ground after being hit by arrows.

After a tentative attack, Zhu Yunfei realized that it would be difficult to conquer the city gate, so he stopped struggling.

"Yi Yonggui, you lead the front team to cover and charge into the formation to shoot."

"Chinese troops and horses threw fire and thunder bombs."

Although he did not intend to continue the offensive, Zhu Yunfei could not retreat so easily.

No matter what, the garrison at the top of the city must be given a taste of fire, thunder and bullets.

"Front team, follow me to attack." Yi Yonggui held a Kaiyuan bow with a tension of fifty kilograms and shot out a series of arrows. The arrows were really perfect, and he shot many enemy soldiers at the top of the city.

Two hundred sergeants on the left and right opened their bows and fired, suppressing the archers at the top of the city.

Zhu Yunfei led 200 sergeants, followed closely behind, rushed to the bottom of the city, quickly lit the fire and thunder bombs, and threw 200 fire and thunder bombs towards the top of the city.

The guard at the top of the city, Wakda, saw the Ming army rushing up and was about to order a counterattack when he saw sparking fire bombs falling on the city wall.

"It's gunpowder, get down quickly." Wakda was no stranger to gunpowder. He was so surprised that he threw himself to the ground in fright.

"Rumble..."

The moment Wakda fell to the ground and was guarded by Bagala on his left and right, a violent explosion sounded above the city.

In the explosion of fire and mine bombs, more than a hundred soldiers were killed on the spot, and more than a hundred others were injured.

This was the lethality caused by the slave-building soldiers on the city wall, who were quick to see opportunities and whose forces were relatively dispersed.

"Send orders to all the troops to retreat to the city gate immediately." Once the attack was successful, Zhu Yunfei no longer wanted to fight, and immediately led his troops to retreat to Fujin Gate.

At this time, the troops led by Li Hu and Zhang Tianfu also made a huge noise in Dongcheng.

The two men each led 300 soldiers, burning, looting, and setting fires everywhere. Suddenly, flames broke out in the east city, and screams and shouts of killing could not be heard.

In the huge Shengjing City, under Daishan's strict order, no less than five thousand soldiers and horses were mobilized.

But when I thought the inner city was lost again, I couldn't figure out exactly how many Ming troops had entered the city.

The soldiers of the Qing army could only shrink their troops and guard the inner city, so that tens of thousands of people in the east of the city were brutally plundered.

Today, there are nearly 300,000 people in Shengjing City, half of whom are Jurchen bannermen, and there are tens of thousands of princes and nobles from various Mongolian tribes. The rest are surrendered Han people and Han slaves.

The Han people were mainly local Han people in Liaodong, and they were among the first batch of traitors to surrender.

The Han slaves were the young and strong people who were robbed from the customs by being established as slaves. These Han slaves could only work as coolies for the emperor of Nuzhen.

The Han people and the Bannermen people of this era are still very easy to distinguish. First of all, they have different costumes and different hairstyles.

Although both have their braids cut off, there are still differences.

For this reason, the troops led by Li Hu and Zhang Tianfu created chaos in the east of the city, intercepted and killed the Jiannu Tatars, and they killed every one with no fear of accidental injury.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

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The sixty Hongyi cannons on the head of Fujinmen City, under the command of Zhao Yue, fired randomly in the direction of the imperial city.

Although there is no target or accuracy, the momentum created is not small.

The inner city was inhabited by Jurchen dignitaries, so the cannonballs fell randomly in the city, causing not only huge panic, but also a fire.

Standing at the gate tower of Fuyin Gate and looking into the city, I saw the huge Shengjing City, with smoke billowing and firelight everywhere. It was really brilliant.

"Well done." Zhu Yunfei led his army back to the city. After seeing this scene, he praised Zhao Yue's handiwork without hesitation.

Zhu Yunfei's purpose was to create chaos and panic in Shengjing.

Now that the goal is achieved, he will naturally not be reluctant to fight.

When Li Hu and Zhang Tianfu led their troops back to the city gate, Zhu Yunfei raised his voice and ordered: "Light the city gate and retreat immediately."

As the fire at Fujin Gate ignited, Zhu Yunfei led his troops and galloped away.

"General, ten miles away in the eastern suburbs, there is the tomb of the Jurchen Khan, do you want to dig up the tomb of the old slave?"

Not long after the team left the city, Yi Yonggui drove his horse to Zhu Yunfei's side and offered advice in a low voice.

"Fuck you, lead the way and kill him immediately." Zhu Yunfei was stunned and shouted decisively.

Anyway, Sheng Jingdu was beaten, and he didn’t care if he was beaten again.

"Brothers, the tomb of Jiannu Xianhan is right ahead. Follow me to kill him and dig up the tomb of Jiannu's ancestors."

At this time, this Ming army team had already been driven crazy by Zhu Yunfei.

The soldiers were fighting all the way, and every one of them had a lot of money. Not to mention that each of them had hundreds of taels of silver on horseback.

When they heard Zhu Yunfei's military order, all the soldiers were extremely excited.

Due to time constraints, Zhu Yunfei also did not stay in the Xianhan Mausoleum for long. He only excavated part of the mausoleum, blew up and set fire to the entire mausoleum.

That night, Zhu Yunfei led his troops and horses, circled the city and drove directly to Tieling City.

In the afternoon, the Ming army was in Shengjing City. They burned, killed, looted and bombarded the capital city, and then suddenly withdrew.

At that time, Prince Li Daishan, who was in Chongde Hall and coordinating the overall situation, received the news from his son Wakda. In addition to being relieved, he was also very happy.

Although the Ming army broke through the Fujin Gate and caused a lot of panic in Shengjing City, after all, Shengjing City was safe and sound. This was the greatest victory.

In order to settle the people in the city and put out the fire in the city, Daishan was busy until late at night.

"Oh, the loss is not small. These damn Ming barbarians really deserve to die!" Thinking of the thousands of burned houses and the death and injury of more than 10,000 people, Daishan, who looked tired, also looked sad.

As Shengjing stayed behind, he must be responsible for such a big loss.

However, Daishan, who had just returned to the palace, did not even drink a sip of hot tea, but saw his fourth son, Wakda, rushing in with a look of horror.

"Ama, Ama is not well..."

"Why are you panicking? Is the sky falling?" Seeing his son's panicked expression, Daishan glared at him dissatisfied and scolded him.

"Those who want to do great things must be calm. How can we achieve great things if we are so impetuous?"

"Amma, that's right." Wakda smiled bitterly and spoke again.

"The guards of Xianhan's mausoleum just came to report that the Ming army, the Ming army excavated Xianhan's tomb..."

"What, what did you say?" Daishan, who had just scolded his son to be calm, stood up, his eyes wide open, and his ferocious expression frightened Wakda to the point where he fell to his knees.

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"Ama, I..." Under Daishan's stern gaze, Wakda could only say it again truthfully.

"Ah, it hurts me so much." Dai Shan was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground on the spot.

Zhu Yunfei's hand was quite ruthless. Since ancient times, digging up people's ancestral graves has been a major event that could ruin the blessings of their descendants.

That night, Daishan sent someone six hundred miles away to deliver the news to Jinzhou.

After receiving the memorial from Daishan, Huang Taiji, who was originally in a state of excitement because of the victory at Songshan and the complete defeat of the Ming army, saw the report.

Huang Taiji, who had been ill during this period of time, felt his eyes go dark and suddenly felt like the world was spinning.

"Kill them, kill them, I will chop off all the heads of those Ming barbarians to pay homage to the late emperor."

Huang Taiji, who was holding back a breath, his face full of anger, roared like a furious army.

"Inform me of my decree, order Jierhalang to immediately mobilize troops to intercept, order Duduo and Hauge to lead troops to attack, and cooperate with Azig to capture the Ming army general alive for me."

"I want to use his head to pay tribute to the heroic spirit of the late emperor."

As Huang Taiji's decree was issued, he had already led his troops to Jierhalang in Montenegro, and then led 15,000 Manchu, Mongolian and Eight Banners troops to form a formation along the line.

Prince Haoge of Su and Prince Duduo of Henan each led 10,000 elite cavalry from Songshan City to attack Shengjing.
Chapter completed!