choke element

Chapter 133 Cutting

The two armies huddled together in front of Donghua Gate. Sometimes they moved closer to their companions to cover each other, and sometimes they bumped into the enemy with their backs, brandished weapons at each other, and stabbed each other at close range.

In this kind of hand-to-hand combat, the two armies constantly tried to restore their own formations and cut off the enemy's formations, so they went from clearly separated to criss-crossed, and finally turned into boiling water steaming with blood mist.

And the roaring sound came from the center where the boiling water churned most intensely.

This iron cannon is indeed a sharp weapon for defending the city.The moment the tin can fell, time seemed to have stopped suddenly, and then three or four catties of gunpowder exploded, the flames flickered, and the smoke billowed.

Debris and air waves gushed out in all directions, instantly knocking down and overturning many people like fallen leaves, causing the entire crowded battlefield to sag suddenly.

The people near the landing point of the iron artillery were light without arms and legs. At least two or thirty people were smashed by the flying iron pieces, their heads were smashed, their bodies were smashed, and their internal organs were penetrated.Regardless of severity, this kind of injury is incurable, the difference is only in how long you can live.

Some people died immediately, and more people let out a dying howl, from high pitched to slowly low, and some people didn't cry out, they just gasped for air, the air flowed through their throats, and let out a violent hiss Voice.

A few feet away from the explosion, Guo Ning, who had fallen to the ground, supported the ground with iron bones and shook his head.He only felt that there were sharp noises around his ears, his scalp was numb, and he was a little dizzy, as if the tower in front of him was shaking up and down.

At this time, the soldiers from the rear rushed forward one after another. Some passed Guo Ning and continued forward, while others stopped beside him, helping him with all their might.

"I'm fine, I'm fine!" Guo Ning quickly confirmed that he was fine, so he stood up.After shaking his body for a few moments, he stabilized, trying to attack again.

Then he saw that the enemy on the opposite side suddenly collapsed.

Some of the originally tough soldiers threw away their knives and guns and ran away, while some fell to the ground with a blank expression and ashen faces.

The soldiers couldn't hold back at first, they chopped down several people in a row, seeing that the enemy had no intention of continuing to fight, and they were afraid that the trapped beast would still fight, so they held their knives and guns against them, and slowly forced them back.

At the position of the tower above the Donghua Gate, several soldiers were looking down, glanced twice, waved and shouted in ecstasy, and then looked down again.The one waving and yelling was Ma Bao, Jing Anmin's subordinate prosecutor, and Guo Ning recognized it.The others were unfamiliar.

The buzzing sound in Guo Ning's ears was rapidly receding, but he didn't pay attention to what the soldiers were shouting, and he could guess it.

It's a coincidence.

Guo Ning strode forward and walked all the way to Donghua Gate.

In the deep doorway, there was a whining wind blowing, bringing the sound of soldiers running in the palace city, and the sound of orders to kneel down and surrender.It should be that after Monk Luo occupied the tower, he brought people down from the ramp behind to support him.

The structure of the door opening is very suitable for the power of the iron cannon, so the dead lay down in a mess.

Several people were killed by the shock. There were no injuries on the outside, and blood was still gurgling from their eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Behind a pile of corpses, Hu Shahu was lying on the ground, struggling twice from time to time.

The zhajia on his vest and the clang armor made of cowhide have all been broken.A whole piece of iron pierced through the armor, cut through the bones on his back, and penetrated deep into his viscera.With the pulsation of viscera visible to the naked eye, fresh blood spurts out continuously, passing through the nail leaves, making a sizzling sound.

He tried his best to cover the wound with his backhand, but he couldn't reach it. The movement of his arm only aggravated the tearing of the wound, causing blood to flow all over his body.

Guo Ning remembered how majestic, how prominent, and how bossy this person was when he was in northern Xinjiang!
In the eyes of this marshal of Dajin, the lives of hundreds of thousands of northern Xinjiang soldiers are not life.But when such a big man was on the verge of death, his original appearance was no different from that of a pawn.

Guo Ning watched calmly, while Hu Shahu was still struggling weakly.

The vitality of this guy is really strong.

So Guo Ning took a few steps closer, put away the iron bone, and pulled out a golden knife inlaid with pearls and jade from the other side of his waist.

This is Han Renqing's relic.The old pawn lost everything in the war, and when he was dying, he only hoped that Guo Ning would take this knife and kill those damned people.

Hu Shahu was the first, but certainly not the last.

Guo Ning squatted down, held Hu Shahu's head with his left hand, and held a knife in his right hand, piercing his neck horizontally.

He is an old hand, and this knife is powerful, cutting off blood vessels, trachea and important nerves at the same time.Hu Shahu kicked his legs twice, and his body did not move.

Guo Ning pulled out his knife, cut off Hu Shahu's head, and held it in his hand by the braid.

When he stood up, his hands were covered in blood.The soldiers of the military guards in front of him either lowered their heads and pretended not to see them, or moved out of the way.

A moment ago, they were fighting with Guo Ning's troops to the death, but now they have lost any fighting spirit, and all of them showed despair.

The Wuwei Army was originally called the Capital Defense Army, responsible for patrolling the capital. Later, during the reign of King Sejong, it changed its military name and became a mobile force directly controlled by the imperial court. It often moved to various places.Whether fighting against foreign enemies or suppressing internal rebellions, the armed forces often participated.

There have been many battles, and there is arrogance from top to bottom, and they always feel that the court is absolutely indispensable without its own army; since Hu Shahu took control of the Wuwei Army, this arrogance has been further fueled, making them dare to enter the central capital and follow Hu Shahu to join the central court. By the way, they also wantonly burned, killed and looted.

But this kind of arrogance is actually very weak. In the final analysis, it all depends on the fantasy that Hu Shahu bragged about for them, and then it depends on Hu Shahu who brought them this fantasy.After Hu Shahu died, everything was gone.

The funny thing is that once Hu Shahu had a problem, no one wanted to avenge him because of his usual harsh behavior.

Not only the military guards, but even those private soldiers and followers who had followed Hu Shahu for many years, all collapsed to the ground in a daze.

Guo Ning cut off the head slowly, but none of those people stood up to stop it.

Until the successor soldiers kept coming in, drove them out, and gathered together with other captives.

"Take Hu Shahu's head and go out to order the whole city."

Guo Ning tossed the head to Li Ting: "You are familiar with the city, find someone to write a batch of announcements, so that you can know the news."

"Okay, okay." Li Ting was caught off guard, and he took a couple of bumps to get it firmly. The blood in his chest splattered all over him.

He held the head in his hand, looked at the ferocious eyebrows, and laughed loudly.

Wherever he went, the soldiers all applauded and relieved their anger.At the same time, Ni Yi vigorously waved the flag at the Xuanhua Gate, causing even more people to cheer loudly.

Jing Anmin had captured a high-status prisoner outside for interrogation, and now he hurried over: "Liulang, there are still..."

"The imperial city and the palace city are all entrusted to you." Guo Ning interrupted him: "Brother Anmin, you arrange everything yourself, and everything must be tidied up. Don't cause any trouble."

"Yes."

Guo Ning turned around and walked out.

No matter how brave you are, there is always a limit to human physical strength.He was full of energy when he was fighting just now, but now he suddenly felt exhausted like a tidal wave.

So are most of the soldiers.

Monk Luo shouted from the top of the city tower, and according to his instructions, the soldiers began to move the corpses, so that the corpses would not pile up at the city gate and block the passage.You also have to collect armor and weapons.

However, everyone is tired, and it is inevitable to do things perfunctorily.One after another, bloody corpses were randomly piled up in the corner behind the city gate. At first glance, they looked like wild gazelles captured by the elders for extra meals during the Chinese New Year in Wushabao, or stripped sheep. Rabbit.

Although the person is dead, the blood has to flow for a long time before it coagulates, so the blood continuously flows out from under the pile of corpses. The patterns on the stone slabs beside the road revealed exquisite red patterns.

The footsteps of the soldiers stomped past, making a crackling sound, no matter how terrible the scene was, they had never seen it before, and no one cared.

A sign with a scar on his face came over carrying the corpse, with a smile on his face.He saw Guo Ning sitting on the side resting, threw the body down casually, and saluted respectfully.

Jing Anmin came again: "Liulang, Liulang!"

Guo Ning looked at him suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

"Above the tower, there is a corpse."

Guo Ning didn't answer, but instead looked at the pile of corpses behind him, meaning, are corpses rare?

"No, no..." Jing Anmin took half a step forward and lowered his voice: "It is said that it is the emperor's body! The emperor is really dead!"

"Brother Anmin, His Royal Highness King Sheng we captured is waiting behind. After such a scene, half of the capital city of China was burned down, and tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians were killed or injured. What do you think this is for? How many people are looking forward to the emperor's death?" !"

Guo Ning didn't even bat an eye, and smiled contemptuously: "Fortunately, he is dead. If he is not dead, you must do it yourself and send him a ride."

"This..." Jing Anmin wiped the sweat from his brow, looked at the tower, and sighed.

After a while, he grinned and said in a low voice: "Kill an emperor? It's exciting to think about it, Liulang, I really want to try it."

Both of them laughed.

Jing Anmin cupped his hands: "After all, that is the emperor, I have to watch. Liulang, are you going to rest here?"

"Go!" Guo Ning nodded and said, "I'll wait for someone here."

(End of this chapter)