Late Ming Dynasty: Oops, I am surrounded by the Donglin Party

"kill!"

In an instant, 30,000 soldiers from the Beijing camp shouted in unison and followed Sun Weifan to rush towards Suzhou City.

At this moment, the anger that had accumulated for three days was finally released.

Even though he knew that the decisive battle would come sooner or later, Liu Liangzuo thought he was fully prepared.

He thought that his generals were quite capable in combat, at least several notches stronger than those garrison soldiers.

They also understood that at this time they must not let the garrison soldiers take the lead, because once the defeat began, it would be impossible to end it.

Therefore, he specifically ordered his elite troops to take charge of the initial battle.

However, when he saw Sun Weifan rushing in with a large number of Beijing camp soldiers, especially when he saw their eyes like those of tigers and hungry wolves.

He became afraid.

"Fire arrows!"

He swallowed and gave the order in a very dry voice.

Thousands of archers began to shoot arrows mechanically, and many of them had shaking hands, perhaps because of nervousness or fear.

At this time, the soldiers of the Beijing camp just rushed onto the ruins on the top of the city. The shieldmen blocked some of the arrows, but many people were still injured.

But there was no delay in the charge.

"Capture Liu Liangzuo alive!" Sun Weifan pulled out the arrow stuck in the gap of the armor and pointed his knife at Liu Liangzuo who was hiding in the distance.

"Capture Liu Liangzuo alive!"

The thirty thousand troops shouted in unison, and more soldiers rushed in.

After experiencing another round of arrows, the front row of soldiers from the Beijing camp finally rushed into the enemy camp and engaged in hand-to-hand combat with Liu Liangzuo's troops.

The difference between an elite army and an ordinary army is that ordinary soldiers will be afraid when they see those around them fall.

When the soldiers of the elite legion see their comrades fall, they will only feel angry and fight more bravely.

As more soldiers from the Beijing camp continued to rush in, Liu Liangzuo's troops immediately felt the huge gap in strength.

They turned their heads to look behind them, but Liu Liangzuo had disappeared without a trace.

Suddenly, the morale of the defenders fell to the bottom.

In less than two quarters of an hour, thousands of Liu Liangzuo's so-called elite troops were defeated at the city gate.

A large number of soldiers from the Beijing camp, under the leadership of their respective captains and lieutenant generals, automatically divided into dozens of groups in accordance with the rules of street fighting during daily training.

In the direction where the enemy is more numerous, they will use the units of lieutenant generals; in the direction where the enemy is less numerous, they will use the units of guerrillas and captains to rush into the streets and start street fighting.

Sun Weifan led 10,000 people alone, searching for Liu Liangzuo while rushing towards the military camp in Suzhou City.

The city of Suzhou was plunged into complete war.

Since the defenders at the city gate retreated, most of the defenders have never organized a decent defense.

The part of the direct troops in Jiangbei was better off and was able to hold their position for the time being. The remaining 20,000-plus garrison soldiers were so scared that they were running around in the city like headless flies.

Half an hour later, Liu Liangzuo's Jiangbei direct troops were defeated again and were trapped in the military camp, struggling in vain.

The garrison soldiers who were running around in the city began to kneel down and beg for surrender, but the soldiers of the Beijing camp, led by their commander, ignored them and hacked them to death with their swords.

By noon, the fierce fighting in the city was basically over, except for the more than 10,000 Jiangbei troops in the Suzhou military camp who were still resisting stubbornly.

Other battlefields in the city have entered the final stages.

At this moment, a dramatic scene suddenly occurred in the city. The militiamen in the city also began to take up arms and join the soldiers from the Beijing camp in chasing and killing the fleeing garrison soldiers.

Some of them held sickles, some held axes, and some even held dung forks and rushed towards the guards with red eyes and anger.

The reason why they were indignant and overcame their fear was mostly because some of their relatives died on the city walls, and some of their family members had been bullied and raped by the defenders...

At this moment, the civilians in the city all chose to stand on the same side as the attackers.

They gathered in groups of three or five, and when they saw a garrison soldier standing alone, they would attack him in groups.

In the past, they were indifferent and submissive, but now they have become the same as the garrison soldiers of yesterday.

The army that mourns will surely win, and so will the people who mourn.

The frightened garrison soldiers were even afraid of the civilians. When the civilians became enemies, they found that they had nowhere to escape.

A sickle, an axe, and a dung fork.

The civilians who suffered an unexpected disaster finally avenged their loved ones. When the blood of their enemies was splashed on their faces, it seemed as if their whole bodies had undergone a transformation.

Suzhou City, outside the East Gate.

Liu Liangzuo's face was pale and he anxiously directed his subordinates to carry stones.

Behind him were his two thousand personal guards. These two thousand elite soldiers were not only well-equipped, but also equipped with war horses.

Naturally, they were treated better than other soldiers, so until this time, they still maintained their morale and loyalty to Liu Liangzuo.

They struggled to move the stones in the East Gate archway, as if they wanted to escape from the East Gate.

But those stones were forced in after thousands of strong men in the city had worked hard for a long time, and now they were like a curse, blocking them here.

"Everyone, work together and be gentle." Liu Liangzuo ordered.

Even though it is very difficult, it is his only way to survive.

Liu Liangzuo had originally thought about surrendering. After all, he knew a lot about the Southern Army's deployment. He was even mentally prepared to be used as cannon fodder by Zhang Shikang to attack other Southern Army troops after surrendering.

However, he did not expect that Zhang Shikang had no intention of accepting his surrender at all.

Staying in the city means death. We must escape, we must escape.

Such thoughts kept repeating in Liu Liangzuo's mind, and the fear of death even stimulated his instinct for survival.

Seeing that the progress of moving the stones was slow, Liu Liangzuo actually went up and started moving the stones himself.

A huge rock weighs about 100 to 200 kilograms, and requires the combined strength of three or four soldiers.

There are thousands of such stones in the city gate tunnel, which is more than ten feet wide and thirty or four feet long.

Moreover, it is easy to push stones in, but it often takes more effort to take them out.

But Liu Liangzuo still refused to give up, and his two thousand personal soldiers also worked very hard.

Fortunately, there were only a few waves of refugees who came to harass him, and they were all dealt with by his personal soldiers.

They dug like this for half an hour, and when the two thousand personal soldiers, including himself, were exhausted and sweating, they finally moved the last stone away.

When the maroon hardwood door appeared in Liu Liangzuo's sight, he wiped the sweat from his face and finally grinned.

The gate in front of him was not an ordinary gate, it was Liu Liangzuo's way out.

"Open it." Liu Liangzuo took a few steps back and gave the order while panting.

After receiving the order, a dozen personal soldiers worked together and struggled to open the maroon city gate.

With a creaking sound, the maroon city gate was opened from the inside, and the light from outside poured in through the gap in the door.

Liu Liangzuo's heart was pounding. He finally wouldn't have to die.

But the smile on his lips only lasted for a moment before it froze on his face.

Outside the East Gate, more than twenty small tiger-crouching cannons were neatly lined up in a row, with gunners holding torches in their hands, and all the muzzles were aimed at Liu Liangzuo inside the gate.

Behind Zhang Shikang, hundreds of personal guards were holding banjiu guns, with the muzzles pointed at Liu Liangzuo.

Zhang Shikang gave a sarcastic smile.

"Are you tired? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

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