Lord of Ming Dynasty

After another half an hour, a soldier came in holding a letter. Suksaha looked at the soldier Goshha, who lowered his head and said, "My lord, the general of the Ming army outside the city shot a letter into it with an arrow." Come, please take a look."

"Go away, don't you know that I don't know how to read?" Suksaha pushed away the entourage, and the entourage looked helplessly at Hanchen next to him.

After the fall of the Ming Dynasty, many scholars served the Qing Dynasty, and they were not ashamed of it. For them, whoever did the work for the officials and whoever gave the food, served them. The key is that these people who serve should give them some respect. Some status, although a staff member is not a status, at least in this small place, except for the Jurchens, they are the officials and lords, and being able to show off in front of their own people is the most important thing.

Simply put, Hanchen is a hired staff member. With Dorgon's policy, the staff members are still very happy. At least they don't have to suffer like those farmers in the land and let them be slaughtered.

The staff member took the letter from the entourage, opened it, shook his hand, and thought, this is the stunned young man who wants these princes to hand over the murderer, has his head been kicked by a donkey?

Not to mention that my Qing Dynasty is catching you useless remnants of the Ming Dynasty, and the rebels are beating and killing you wantonly, just say that the two sides are now in a state of hostility, and you are like a court, wanting to let another garrison leader Bow to you, hand over the murderer.

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Chapter 198: Chasing the Murder [-]

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Tian Bin was in a hurry, they were surrounded in a big courtyard, and the outside was full of Qing troops.

I thought I could sit back and relax this time.

Unexpectedly, the Qing soldiers were so unbearable. This made him feel ashamed that the Dutch and Portuguese who led the assassination beat Zhang Qiang's Jinhua Rebel Army's most elite cavalry guards and suffered heavy losses. When did the Qing soldiers become so unbearable? In ten or twenty years, will Daming still be like this?

Can those Jurchen barbarians who only know how to ride horses and hunt still rule the world?

But now it is not a question of whether the Qing soldiers will die, but whether he will be arrested before the city is broken. It seems that the Qing soldiers cannot be trusted in the future.

"General, why do Qing soldiers always want to arrest us?" a pirate asked.

"Isn't it because the Jinhua Rebels are chasing after us and making trouble?" Tian Bin was furious.

"This is offending someone who shouldn't be offended. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have gone to fight the Jinhua Rebels. Now it's all right. They seem to be swearing that they won't let us go until they catch us." The pirate scratched his beard in pain roared angrily.

"It's useless to know that we regret it now. We have to escape, and we can't please ourselves if we are caught by the Qing soldiers or by the Jinhua Rebels." Tian Bin circled around in circles.

"But how do we escape?" asked the pirate.

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

This is the Qing soldiers knocking on the door.

Several Qing soldiers found a ladder and climbed up the wall. A pirate shot the man, and the fire flashed, and the Qing soldiers who had just climbed up the wall fell down.

But the Qing soldiers were not one person, but many people. A few pirates were shooting arrows and fighting with matchlock guns, but they couldn't resist more and more Qing soldiers.

Qing soldiers kept falling from the top of the wall.

Qing soldiers continued to climb up, and the gate was knocked down and the frame rang. This is the gate of the Ming Dynasty. It is all made of solid wood, and it is thick enough.

A Qing soldier climbed up the wall, but the crowd ignored him. The Qing soldier jumped down the wall, bent his bow and set an arrow, and shot down a pirate.

The pirate was shot in the forehead with an arrow, and he was so dead that he couldn't even hum.

"Huhu" a pirate threw the ax in his hand vigorously, "ah—" the Qing soldier screamed, his chest collapsed, he dropped the bow and arrow with both hands, fell to the ground with the ax in his hand, convulsed a few times and died.

"Kacha——" the sound of the door gate breaking came, and everyone was startled, seeing that the door was about to be knocked open by the Qing soldiers.

"What should I do?" Several people looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"Kill—" Several Qing soldiers jumped off the wall one after another while everyone was in a daze, brandishing their weapons and rushing over.

"Retreat, retreat into the house." Tian Bin yelled.

Several people retreated while fighting, and retreated into the room. The room was very big, but the Qing soldiers were good at it, and they stuck tightly together, and several people tried their best to escape.

Everyone's hearts turned, and they turned around to fight again. After a fight, the room became quiet.

Fucheng Fuya, Sukesaha heard the words of the soldiers who came to report the letter, and felt that the sky was falling. Is this Jinhua rebel army playing with him?

In three hours, they made six gaps outside the city. The cannons bombarded them non-stop, and six gaps were collapsed on three walls. He dispatched all his elite troops to fill the gaps. He also sent people to organize and sent them to various places for defense.

But he still knew in his heart that he couldn't stop it.

"What are they going to do?" Suksaha felt a little suffocated. When did the incomparably powerful Qing cavalry become so aggrieved.

A Ghoshha said: "My lord, they just want you to hand over the murderer."

"Damn, what do you do, where is the murderer?"

The aide said: "My lord, I have sent someone to arrest him, but I haven't returned yet."

"Send people again, and we must arrest those guys who caused us such embarrassment. I will cut him into pieces." Sukesaha's face was grim.

"Yes, yes, my lord." Everyone responded in a low voice.

"Go soon?" Suksaha roared.

"Report, Han Banner General Liu Zequn requests to see your lord." A Qing soldier came to report.

"No." Suksaha roared angrily.

Han Junqi, what's causing the chaos at this time, "If these slaves don't kill Minggou, what are they doing here?"

"My lord, that general insists on seeing you." Goshha ran back for the second time.

"Let him in." Suksaha had no choice but to fight with these guys. There were not many Qing soldiers, less than 3000 in total, no more than 1000 cavalry, and 500 armored soldiers. They are some Han slaves who were taken captive to Liaodong in the early years. Although they have become bannermen now, their combat effectiveness is only suitable for Goshha and some auxiliary work. To fight, they still have to rely on a thousand cavalry in their hands , [-] pieces of armor.

When the enemy was besieging the city, they had to rely on the 5000 powerful Han soldiers in the city. As for the more than 1 green battalions, they were reluctant to deal with the peasant uprising army, and deal with such an elite Jinhua rebel army.

Look at their performance at the top of the city. There were heavy casualties. Now when they hear the sound of the guns, they tremble with fear. They cannot be allowed to go patrolling the city. They will only harm the people. The Han army flag is still a bit disciplined.

"The last general, Liu Zequn, sees your lord." A burly man in Ming army uniform walked in and knelt down on one knee.

"Get up, what's the matter?" Suksaha said.