Ming Dynasty entry: I am Chongzhen, the greatest emperor of all time!

Chapter 60 The Guanning Army Finally Arrives

When Zhu Youjian put on his armor, he did not see Ni Yuanlu and others coming.

He couldn't help but frown and was about to get angry when he saw a Jinyiwei riding a flying horse coming towards him.

No one except the emperor was allowed to ride a horse in the Forbidden City.

Unless...something big happens!

As soon as the imperial guards arrived in front of the Qianqing Palace, they jumped off their horses without even stopping and knelt in front of the Danchi, their Feiyu robes covered with black ash.

"Your Majesty, the Thousand-Jin Gate at Deshengmen has been destroyed, General Gao Wencai has been killed in battle, the top of Guangqumen has been captured, and Minister Wang is leading the new army in a counterattack. Please dispatch elite troops for reinforcements. Governor Wu, please request the Imperial Guards to rush to Zuoanmen!"

"Report!" before Tiqi finished speaking.

Another messenger covered in blood fell in front of the Qianqing Palace, "Xizhimen cough cough, General Liu was shot by an arrow, and the rebel army of 20,000 is approaching. I, the chief, need help!"

Zhu Youjian's face turned pale.

What he was most worried about was that the rebel army would attack from all sides, which would maximize the numerical disadvantage of the Ming army.

It was late at night, and even if you went to Deshengmen in person, you would not be able to see the number of rebel troops.

He couldn't guarantee whether the troops heading towards Xizhimen were elite rebels or surrendered troops.

But things have come to this point, there is no other way. He wants to take another gamble. After all, there are still 3,500 black-armored cavalry in the inner training ground to provide a backup.

"Send an order to Song Ye! Have him lead the Five Cities Military Command to recruit all the men in the city. Any man they can find is sent to support Xizhimen! Anyone who resists the enemy will receive one mu of land, and every enemy killed will receive five mu of land! Xizhimen must be defended!"

At this point Zhu Youjian suddenly paused, "Where is Ni Yuanlu?"

"Master Prime Minister." The imperial guard's voice trembled, "I have brought the petty officials to Anding Gate."

At this moment, on the top of Andingmen City.

Zhang Zhen, a captain of the Shenjiying Camp, had only half of his left arm left.

He swung the torch with one arm to light the cannon fuse, and the iron bullet cut the ladder in half.

"Reload! Reload!"

After shouting for a long time, no one answered. When he turned around, he saw only two corpses.

He kicked away the gunner who was killed by a stray arrow, reached out to touch the gunpowder barrel, and found it was empty.

Just as he was in a daze, a hoarse voice with a hint of majesty sounded.

"then!"

It was Ni Yuanlu who had just arrived!
He handed the 30-jin gunpowder barrel on his shoulder to Zhang Zhen. His gray beard was stained with blood foam. Behind him, a minor official was carrying weapons and walking up the horse path.

There is a steady stream of new troops coming from behind.

The night attack happened too quickly. Even if the new army reacted immediately, they would still have to run ten miles to reach the city wall.

However, because the rebel army moved its camp, it was only seven miles away from the city wall.

Fortunately, Zhu Youjian had passed by several times and found that there were always two thousand defenders behind the walls of the four gates of Desheng, no matter day or night.

Only then did they rely on the advantage of the city's height to barely stop the invading army.

Zhang Zhen didn't know Ni Yuanlu and didn't have time to talk to this old man who looked like a high-ranking official.

He bit the torch with his teeth, drew his sword and pried open the lid of the gunpowder barrel, then grabbed the gunpowder with his hands, not caring about the weight, and stuffed it all into the barrel.

Then he wanted to grab the iron ball under the parapet, but it was too difficult to operate with one arm. He tried several times but failed, and was sweating profusely in anxiety.

But Ni Yuanlu stretched out his hands, picked up the iron ball and stuffed it into the muzzle of the gun.

"Is that how you pretend?"

……

At the gap in the Guangqumen city wall, the new army led by Wang Jiayan was fighting with the bandits.

The Minister of War threw away his broken sword, grabbed a spear and stabbed one man in the abdomen when a famous general attacked him.

Wang Jiayan hurriedly retreated two steps and asked the soldiers behind him to stab the general to death.

Looking at the gap in front that was getting smaller and smaller, Wang Jiayan shouted hurriedly.

"Seal the gap! Reinforcements will arrive soon..."

Before he could finish his words, a burst of artillery fire came, tearing a dozen new soldiers to pieces on the spot.

By the light of the fire, one could clearly see twenty Lu Gong chariots slowly advancing in the artillery fire, with arrows raining down from the roofs.

It seemed as if an endless number of rebel troops climbed over the city wall through the gap.

Anyone can fight against two or three new soldiers without being at a disadvantage.

The new army, which was used to fighting surrendered soldiers and refugees, suddenly found that they could not defeat these old thieves wearing Fan Yang hats at all.

Once people begin to have attachments, they begin to fear death.

What's more, they were originally refugees from the new army. Good days were just around the corner, but they hadn't even started living them yet. It would be such a pity if they died like this.

Once this thought came to mind, the new army formation immediately began to disintegrate. Some people jumped off the city wall crying, and some threw down their weapons and tried to retreat. No matter how Wang Jiayan tried to stop them, cut them down, and intimidate them, it was useless.

Seeing that more and more people were running away and Guangqumen was about to fall, Wang Jiayan was so desperate that he wanted to commit suicide.

Who would have thought that the students who had just entered the camp two days ago would play an important role at this moment.

"The Emperor feeds you, clothes you, and backs you up, not to let you escape! The Emperor will divide up the land, but he won't rebel!"

"Only the Emperor can think of us! This good day is right before our eyes. If not for ourselves, then for our children!"

"The masters who bullied you have all been chopped off by the Emperor. Now is the time to repay the Emperor. I'm not afraid, so why are you afraid? Come and kill me!!!"

Of course, there were also students who became stupid after reading the Four Classics, Five Books and Eight-Legged Essays.

But at this moment of great outrage, some people would also shout out a line or two of poetry that suited the occasion.

"If I were willing to die for my country on the battlefield, why would I return home wrapped in my horse's hide?"

"kill!!"

People tend to follow the crowd, especially in the eyes of refugees, who think that every scholar is a descendant of the God of Literature and is superior to them.

Now even Wenquxing has taken up his sword, so why shouldn’t they do the same?

Be it for the children, for the sake of wealth, or to repay a meal.

The new army changed its appearance again.

Everyone with red eyes was ready to go and fight Chuang Jun.

"Raise your shields! Raise your shields!" Wang Jiayan noticed the changes in the new army and roared hurriedly.

At the same time, he pointed to the rear and said, "Reinforcements are coming. I saw it. It's the Emperor's reinforcements!"

This shout seemed to inject divine power, and the morale of the new army soared again.

But no matter how fearless the new army is, their physical strength and combat effectiveness are still far inferior to those of the old thieves of the rebel army.

What's more, they don't have the advantage in numbers.

They could only rely on the lives of their fellow soldiers to hold on under the rain of arrows shot from Lu Gong's carriage and the swords of the old camp soldiers.

Barely managed to prevent the gap from widening.

not far away.

Li Zicheng was looking coldly at the flames rising from Guangqumen.

In the past few days, he was not only testing the waters, but also subtly transferring the elite troops of the Ming army, gathering them at the Desheng and Anning gates.

The purpose is to capture the Guangqu and Zuoan gates!

Looking at the stalemate on the city wall, Li Zicheng drew his sword and said, "Order! The rear army will advance and take Zuo'anmen at all costs. The central army will hold the line and anyone who retreats will be killed!"

As the command flag was waved, Tian Jianxiu's rear army of 50,000 surrendered soldiers and 50,000 refugees immediately set out.

Without any siege equipment, the 100,000-strong army rushed towards Zuoanmen carrying only ladders.

At the same time, the 8,000 elite cavalry in the central army began to form up.

These elite soldiers, wearing double heavy armor, even had their horses covered in horse armor. They followed the rear army and forced them to attack the city.

Compared with Guangqumen, the situation at Zuoanmen is more urgent.

In the absence of a general, a general in the capital, with more than 4,000 new troops, did not even have the courage to defend the city when facing the attack of an army of 100,000.

He ignored the dissuasion of the new army members and turned around to run towards the inner city.

As soon as the general fled, more than 4,000 new troops did not even fight a battle and turned into a rout on the spot.

The envoy had just been in the camp for two days, and only the squad leader assigned by the system was still trying to maintain order.

It was not until a deafening roar was heard that the new army on the verge of collapse was calmed down.

"The Ming Dynasty will be victorious!!!"

Everyone on the city wall quickly turned around to look.

Zhu Youjian, wearing golden armor and red tassels, was standing on the city wall at some point, with a thousand well-dressed imperial guards holding up twelve golden dragon flags beside him.

Li Zicheng, who had been paying close attention to the battle situation, saw the very obvious dragon flag at that time.

He turned around hurriedly and was about to order Liu Zongmin to lead the central army forward.

Song Xiance came running over.

Pointing to the northeast corner, he said anxiously, "King Chuang, quickly call back your troops! The Guanning Army is coming!"

Li Zicheng was startled and quickly looked in the direction Song Xiance pointed.

I saw billowing smoke mixed with sparks of fire rising on the horizon, and a large flag with the word "Wu" on it was particularly dazzling against the backdrop of the fire.

(End of this chapter)