Most of Boluo's men were Abatai's old subordinates. They suffered a lot of grievances when attacking Zhang Biwu and were full of anger. Now they attacked Jiangyin City. They thought they could be easily captured, but they did not expect that they would kicked the iron plate.

Boluo didn't want to have too many casualties in Jiangyin City anymore. As long as Yan Yingyuan was willing to surrender, Boluo and the others were full of praise for Yan Yingyuan in their battle with Yan Yingyuan, and felt that Yan Yingyuan and the people of Jiangyin were all good! They were all worthy of respect!

Boluo also took Huang Fei and Wu Zhikui, who were captured to support Jiangyin, to the city, and ordered them to write a book to persuade them to surrender.

Huang Fei said: "I have never met in the city, so what's the use of writing a letter of persuasion?" Wu Zhikui burst into tears and raised her head to persuade Yan Yingyuan to surrender. Her love words were sad. Ying Yuan scolded: "Minister is tied up and dies quickly, so why bother chatting!" Wu Zhikui cried again, and Huang Fei was speechless.

After this play, it shows that reinforcements are gone! Jiangyin can no longer defend, and Yan Yingyuan feels uncomfortable. He is worried now. He has used all the strategies he can use, pretending to be a ghost to inspire morale, and he does everything he can, in order to eliminate the Qing army in large quantities. None of them wants to live anymore, just hope to kill more enemies.

Jiangyin was surrounded, and Yan Yingyuan and others also asked for help from all directions. What a pity! Zheng Chenggong, Shi Kefa, Huang Degong and others were all blocked by the Qing soldiers and could not reach Jiangyin. No one nearby could come to support. The one who was praised as the most promising was that they were trapped in Henan. He wanted to threaten Xi'an to help the Qing army reduce the offensive, but his actions failed. Even if Zhang Biwu thought about it, it would be difficult to save the nearby fire!

Dorgon formulated a strategy to suppress the rebel forces in Jiangnan at all costs. So Dorgon ignored Zhang Biwu.

Yan Yingyuan walked around and suddenly had an idea: Boluo often sent people to surrender, why not use the tricks to surrender now?

Just when Yan Yingyuan thought of this plan, the Qing army was calling for surrender again. Although he knew it was a waste of effort, the Qing army was still doing it. They would rather try it with one-tenth chance than dare to attack the city and die easily. The Qing army no longer looked fierce when they first arrived.

"Hehe!" Yan Yingyuan smiled. He thought that there would be some suicide squads, so he expressed this idea. He immediately received the consent of many people.

There is only one thing, who will be the suicide squad? Although many young people have come out on their own initiative, they want to act as the suicide squad.

But an old man holding a crutch said: "Everyone, you are all young people, and the road behind them is still long! And we are all old! If we stay still, we will just waste food and grass in vain and drag your back. It's better to use this to surrender. As soon as the Qing army saw us old people surrender, they would not be prepared, and it would be convenient for everyone! They can also kill the enemy in large quantities!"

The old man also said: "Yes! That's it! You young people should live longer and kill more enemies!"

In fact, in their minds, they hoped that reinforcements would arrive, Zheng Chenggong, Shi Kefa, or Zhang Biwu would be able to reverse the situation as long as their troops arrived.

Yan Yingyuan nodded firmly and said, "Okay! I will thank you all the masters here! Don't worry! We will definitely kill and injure the enemy soldiers in large numbers!"

When they heard Yan Yingyuan’s promise, they naturally believed it. These old men carried the white flag, and you supported me, and I carried you, walking side by side.

Their eyes were like swords. After the city gate opened with a creaking sound, the old people came forward step by step with difficulty, and he was still shaking the white flag.

The Qing soldiers were very excited when they saw this. They shouted: "Long live! Long live!" They thought they were the winners!

The old man struggled to carry the box and suddenly became sweaty. The Qing soldiers couldn't help but become alert. What was in their box or bucket?

From the exposed part of the cloth, it can be seen that it is silver! The white silver! The Qing soldiers' eyes suddenly shone with golden light and were full of greed. They couldn't help but lick their lips and one or two of them wished they could pounce on them.

"Silver! Silver!" The Qing soldiers saw that the old man was so hard and so heavy, no wonder! After all, it was silver! So they no longer doubted.

When these old people saw the greedy appearance of the Qing soldiers, they were all sneering. People died of money and birds died of food. You demons will follow us to hell!

The Qing general sitting upright on the tent could no longer sit still. He wanted to pounce on him and take the silver in the bucket and the box into his hands. At the same time, the large tent was surrounded by dense Qing soldiers. They were whispering and talking, and at the same time, they were also excited to think how much silver they could get.

Yan Yingyuan was nervously looking at the city wall, just wanting to know what the result is and whether he can succeed.

One hundred old men were smiling. One of the elders said: "I'm addicted to smoking. Take 'Xichao Ruipin' to satisfy your cravings!"

When they heard about the smoke, the Qing soldiers and the Qing generals were very excited. The Qing Dynasty people were superstitious and believed that smoking could remove cold, ward off evil and expel ghosts. Tobacco warded off miasma, cured head lice, killed pests, and treated wind, cold and dampness. It is said that people around the countryside had cold diseases, so they would not be treated. From outside the pass, one horse could be easily one pound.

Chongzhen once banned smoking. Because eating cigarettes was homophonic with eating Yan, he thought it was ominous, and there were policies and countermeasures from above, so people called tobacco a "rebrother of the Xi Dynasty". Later, Hong Chengchou proposed that the soldiers would not be allowed to eat cigarettes, and there would be no strength to fight, because something happened to quit smoking, and Zhang Biwu also had a choice to quell the mutiny.

Chongzhen no longer cared about it and no longer banned smoking. Later, the Qing Dynasty entered the pass, and the smoke blossomed everywhere. If there was something good to the superiors, the subordinates would definitely be effective!

The men in the Qing Dynasty liked smoking very much. Now, when they heard about smoking, they didn’t even agree with it, and even wanted to ask the elderly for it!

An old man was the first to spit out the mist, and the other old men followed, and they pulled out the tobacco from the box, which proved that there was cigarettes in the bucket and box! They were even more happy and quickly spread the news. There was not only money in the box and bucket, but also cigarettes! Yes! The cigarettes they love the most!

When they heard of smoke, they immediately opened the pot in the Qing army. Most of them were old cigarette guns, and they hurriedly surrounded one by one, insisting on snatching the tobacco. The more people gathered, and the big tent was crowded with people.

Since the old people wanted to smoke, they naturally used fire sickles to light the cigarette, and used fire sickles to hit them. "Smoke!" The Qing soldiers were still shouting excitedly. "Haha!" The old men all laughed, and the Qing generals and Qing soldiers didn't know what they were laughing at.

The old man in the lead said, "Tell you! This is full of gunpowder! You can follow us to the West! It's great that we immortals can bring so many of you beasts to bury with you!"

The "hiss" fuse was burning quickly. The Qing generals and Qing soldiers in the big tent already knew what the outcome would be.

"Run!" They ran away in panic, but the old people did not move. They stood on the ground with fearless spirit, and looked at them with a look of contemptuous eyes, looking at these fearless people.

"Shit!" The flames burned and spread. The fire reflected the fierce Qing soldiers and generals running around. In sharp contrast, one hundred old people were looking at the rats with a mocking look!

Yan Yingyuan was still watching the situation nervously on the top of the city. He kept praying in his heart: "Success! One hundred old men! You must succeed! Set an example for your descendants!"

"Boom! Boom!" The entire camp tent exploded! One hundred old people brought a lot of gunpowder, and its destructive power was amazing! Moreover, the big tent was full of people, so the casualties of the Qing soldiers would be huge!

The Qing soldiers spread out from the tent, and the casualties were severe! More than 3,000 people died!

At this time, more than a hundred old people seemed to appear in front of Yan Yingyuan and the people of Jiangyin. They were talking to them, and they also said seriously: "The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the hair cannot be shaved! Chinese men must not be deceived since ancient times!"

"Children, you must remember that Chinese men must not be deceived since ancient times!" I wonder if this sentence that a hundred old people used their spirit to illusion before their death was transformed, and everyone in the city seemed to have heard it. No! Not only in the city, but also in the whole city can see it clearly!

Everyone had tears flowing on their faces, and they felt very uncomfortable. Some people lowered their heads and kept wiping their tears.

"Wuwu..." They were all extremely sad. "Don't surrender! Never surrender! Jiangyin has no one to surrender!" Someone said this first, and then people agreed with this opinion and they all reached an agreement.

The cannon sounded! The sound of "boom! rumbling" continued! This was the people in the city firing cannons to see off their dead relatives.

The sound of firecrackers was "crackling". Then the sound of "woo-woo" cries sounded on the city, and the sound of "woo-woo" cries sounded under the city. The whole world was stirring up the crying of both sides, and the crying was comparing who cried more fiercely, fiercely, and more powerfully.

Because the Qing soldiers were large and the Qing soldiers were the most killed and injured, and more than 3,000 people were killed and injured, how could they not be extremely sad? The crying naturally overwhelmed the city.

Someone in the city was shouting: "Don't cry, everyone! The father-in-law and the others died as if they were! We should be happy for them! We should also learn from them! We should kill the Tartars, kill the Tartars!"

Someone said this, and then someone shouted: "Kill the Tartars! Kill the Tartars!" Everyone was in a turbulent mood.

The voice of "killing the Tartars" reached the city, making the Qing army snatched it! It made them frightened and made them all very scared, which led to the fact that as long as the Qing army did not die when siege the city, it would be a gratifying good thing.
Chapter completed!