Shanhaiguan.

"The Lord is protecting God, and my country is forever solid, and you will be granted a marquis today. Kill, kill a wife and a son, kill a monarch, kill a monarch for thousands of generations!"

Wu Sangui roared.

At this time, he was standing at the Ying'en Gate of Shanhaiguan City. The huge square bricks under his feet stretched to both sides. Behind the blue-gray female wall, countless soldiers were constantly firing outside the city. The smoke of gunfire sprayed by cannons and bird guns was spreading in the sky. Countless sharp arrows fell in the smoke. The shells shot from outside the city roared past, and even the Shun army soldiers began to appear on the city wall. The Ming army guarding the city was fighting fiercely with them.

On the outside of the city wall are countless Shunjuns that are hitting like tsunamis. They push the cloud ladder and lift the flying ladder, climbing densely on the city wall like ants, constantly surging upwards.

This is the same bloody battle.

As Yang Feng and Wang Yongji expected, Li Zicheng failed to surrender again after arriving, and then attacked wildly with all his might. In fact, the 150,000 Shun Army went to Shanhaiguan one after another. Bai Guangen in the north attacked Weiyuan City and Dongluo City with 20,000 former Ming troops. Li Zicheng personally commanded the main force to attack Beiyicheng and Shanhaiguan main city. Liu Zongmin led another Shun Army to attack Nanyicheng and Ninghaicheng. At this time, both the north and south wing cities had been captured. The navy of Longwu Camp abandoned Ninghaicheng and fled to the sea. In fact, only Weiyuan City and Shanhaiguan City were left.

Wu Sangui had no choice but to fight bloodily now.

"Chang Bo!"

Just then, a shout came from behind him.

"Prince, why are you here?"

Wu Sangui turned around and said to Wang Yongji.

"It's time now, can I still sit down below?"

Wang Yongji said with a wry smile.

At this moment, a slave next to him suddenly raised his shield, and then an arrow stabbed it on the shield. At the same time, a cannonball roared and hit the city tower of Ying'en Gate. The collapsed bricks made him scream behind him. Only then did Wu Sangui discover that there were a large group of local gentry behind Wang Yongji. These landlords and wealthy people were so scared that they quickly put their shields on their heads.

"fire!"

Wu Sangui turned around and shouted.

The four cannons on the city wall that had just been loaded roared instantly. A half of the ladder that had just been pushed outside the city was lifted, along with three Shunjuns lying on it, flew out directly by scattering bombs. But at this moment, one flight of ladders was laid on the city wall. Wu Sangui didn't care about Wang Yongji, and waved his hand and a large number of domestic slaves immediately stepped forward. The strong men were chopped up by the domestic slaves just as they were about to run away. The remaining ones quickly turned around with their spears, and the soldiers of the Shunjun had already emerged and were stabbed by the spears.

Of course this is just the beginning.

More and more ladders and flying ladders were placed on the city wall, and then more and more Shun troops appeared on the top of the city wall, and the bloody battle between the two sides became more and more intense.

"Kill, follow my official and kill the thief!"

Wang Yongji drew out his sword and roared.

The gentry behind him also urged the slaves beside him, and then they joined the battle.

The two sides fought bloody battles at Yingen Sect.

At this time, there was only bloody battle, and both sides had already fought hatred. The dead bodies of Shun Army outside the city meant that once the city was broken, they might be slaughtered. Li Zicheng did a lot of things like this. Even if he didn't slaughter the city, he would have to fight the local tyrants. Because of the emperor's call, most of the local tyrants and evil gentry in Jidong went to Shanhaiguan to take refuge, and they had to fight for the gold, silver and treasures they brought. Many gentry even took spears to make up the numbers themselves.

Fortunately, a team of reinforcements, especially a group of Wu Sangui's slaves, arrived one after another. After a bloody battle, they finally suppressed the Shun Army.

In fact, such battles can be seen everywhere on the Shanhaiguan city wall. Because Xiluo City only built a Gongchen Gate and other city walls were not built at all, Wu Sangui gave up Xiluo City, and all the Ming troops were shrinking in Guancheng and Dongluo City. He was responsible for Ying'en Gate. Dongluo City was Gaodi, Weiyuan Gate to the north was high school selection, and Wangyang Gate to the south was Leng Yundeng. There were currently 70,000 messy defenders in the city relying on this city wall to defend.

But among these 70,000, only the slaves of Wu Sangui are truly called elite. The other Guanning Army are indeed tens of thousands. However, the Guanning Army is not all the slaves of Wu Sangui. Most of them are guards. Gaodi’s Shanhaiguan Guards are also guards. The rest are strong men. What combat power can these people have?

Li Zicheng's men have 50,000 or 60,000 truly elite veterans.

Therefore, Shanhaiguan is also quite dangerous.

Fortunately, the fortress itself is strong enough, the emperor has a miracle and a series of great victory, and the reinforcements are expected, the gentry is afraid that Li Zicheng will fight against the local tyrants. These together make the city work together, but they barely withstand Li Zicheng's attack.

After all, Li Zicheng's army is not at the same level as the Eight Banners.

"This is just like this!"

Wang Yongji stood in a pool of blood, holding a bloody sword, and looked at Shunjun, who had temporarily retreated, and said heroically.

But his legs were trembling too.

"I don't know what the Lord is there?"

Wu Sangui looked into the distance and said.

There was the camp of the Shun Army. In the Shun Army lined up in front of the camp, the banner with a trait that was particularly eye-catching. He seemed to be able to see the figure under the banner, the powerful legend that was rampant in the world and even drove the emperor out of Beijing. Of course, this was just an illusion of his life. In fact, he could not see Li Zicheng under the banner at all, but the latter was looking at him with a telescope. This opponent, who was originally very legendary in history, looked at each other at a distance of more than two miles.

And at the same time, another group of opponents were also looking at each other in the same way.

"Zhentama sinister."

Yang Feng stood on the Yongning Gate west of Ningyuan City, looked at the Ningyuan River in the distance, and said with a melancholy expression on his face.

What he was most worried about finally happened. There, Dorgon, with a yellow crank cover in white armor, stood in control of his horse. Behind Dorgon, there was a huge battle formation composed of 10,000 cavalrymen. Behind these most elite Eight Banners Manzhou cavalry were a large number of busy slaves. They were cutting wood and building a floating bridge on the Ningyuan River. Although the river water had risen a lot after spring, the Ningyuan River was still only a few dozen meters wide. It is estimated that this small floating bridge could be built in less than two days.

Then……

"Your Majesty, we don't have to worry about them. Even if the Tartars headed south around Ningyuan, they probably wouldn't attack Shanhaiguan. The Chuanggui was already there at this time. Even if they captured Shanhaiguan, they could only be cheap. Dorgon would not do such stupid things."

Tang Yu said.

Dorgon's move was to force the defenders to leave the city to fight in the field. He knew that there was no hope of attack, all the cannons were scrapped, and the siege equipment could not intercept the Ming army's cannons, and no one could stop Yang Feng from throwing the gunpowder bag. The Eight Banners had only a hundred thousand people. It would be troublesome to die tens of thousands of people in order to fight Ningyuan. Since this was the case, he would simply force Yang Feng out. Fighting in the field was the home court of the Eight Banners. No matter how powerful Yang Feng was, tens of thousands of cavalry were enough to drown him.

But if you want to attack Shanhaiguan, Dorgon is probably not that cheap.

Yang Feng also understood this.

But he didn't dare to bet on the loyalty of those guys Wu Sangui.

Dorgon didn't have to attack Shanhaiguan. He just drove tens of thousands of Eight Banners and put on the stance to join forces with Li Zicheng. Then Wu Sangui could only choose one side to surrender. For the sake of the Ming Dynasty's enemy, he would probably never do such a thing as to continue to defend Shanhaiguan when he was attacked from both sides. If he surrendered to Li Zicheng, then Yang Feng would not be too uncomfortable. But if he wanted to surrender to Dorgon, then Bai Guangen outside Shanhaiguan would definitely run away without hesitation in front of the Eight Banners Army, and then it would be a stone next. In Yang Feng's feeling, it was probably the most likely that Wu Sangui would still choose the latter one. After all, those gentry prefer the Qing army.

"Your Majesty, your safety is the most important thing."

Li Yutian said.

He was vaguely reminding Yang Feng that Wu Sangui could be sacrificed if necessary, as long as Ning Yuan was in hand, the most important thing now is to ensure that reinforcements come and as long as they shrink and hold them back, the Qing army will definitely not be able to defeat Ning Yuan in this situation. Even if Shanhaiguan is gone, at that time, it would be impossible to abandon Liaodong and go south. As ministers, Wu Sangui and others should sacrifice to protect the emperor, rather than the emperor taking risks to protect them.

"What if you were the ones on Shanhaiguan at this time? I promised Changbo that I would not let anyone leave behind him. I also said that I would live and die with Ningyu's soldiers and people. Do you want me to break my promise?"

Yang Feng said lightly.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is the most important thing. Your safety is the responsibility of the world. Since ancient times, only the ministers died for the king and have never heard of him.

Li Yutian knelt down and said.

"Die? Do you underestimate me too much?"

Yang Feng said.

Tang Yu and Cao Youyi, who knelt down with Li Yutian, looked at him blankly. These days they also knew the upper limit of the emperor's combat effectiveness. Although they were no less than those of the ancient legendary god-level figures, they obviously could not fight with nearly 80,000, even if there were less than 2,000 cavalry in the city. No need to do more, 10,000 Eight Banners could kill them. What would be a dead end if they went out like this? Even if the remaining infantry was useless, there were not only 10,000 cavalry, but there were still 65,000 troops there. One person threw a stone and even if the overlord was still alive, he would kill him.

"I'm going to go out of the city to fight!"

Yang Feng said.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty think twice!"

Li Yutian said.

"Do you want to resist the order?"

Yang Feng said viciously.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is indiscriminate, and I cannot obey the edict. Even if it is an imperial edict for the jade seal, I have the right to return it as the second auxiliary of the cabinet. Your Majesty is under the jurisdiction of the country. How can you do it alone? Your Majesty does not abandon the subjects of Shanhaiguan, can you abandon the subjects of the world?"

Li Yutian said.

"Uh, you have a habit!"

Yang Feng said speechlessly.

After saying that, he turned around and jumped directly from the city wall.
Chapter completed!