Perhaps God no longer favored Peking, because the heavy snow had stopped the next day, which made Qu Neng very happy. He could finally complete the important task assigned to him by Li Jinglong and take down Dongzhimen today.

When he and Wang Tong led an army of 80,000 to the outside of Dongzhimen, they found that the group of frozen soldiers died during the attack yesterday, and are now lying quietly by the moat.

"General Qu, I think we'd better bury them first."

Wang Tong glanced at the pile of corpses, and knew that it must be done by the defenders. To be honest, he didn't like fighting this battle, because they were all from the Ming Dynasty, so why did they fight a civil war? Why didn't they fight with Annan in the south? Why didn't they fight with Japan in the east? Why didn't they fight with Mongolians in the north? But they had to send 500,000 troops to besiege a Beiping city?

But he is just a soldier, and obeying orders is the duty of a soldier.

"No, the order we received was to attack Dongzhimen within today. If they buried them, they would waste a lot of time. Moreover, the heavy snow has stopped now. It is a good time to attack, so we can't delay it!"

Qu Neng fought for the sake of war, and was more like a qualified soldier.

Wang Tong sighed, then stopped talking, looked at the Beiping City ahead, and led his army across the moat.

"Commander, they are here."

On the wall of Dongzhimen, Deputy General Gao Ren woke up and pointed to the vast army.

Gao Ren rubbed his eyes and spent the whole night on the wall last night and didn't sleep well. After looking at the city wall covered with ice, he felt relieved.

"Everyone cheers me up. We could hold on yesterday, and we would definitely hold on today!" Gao Ren calmed down and shouted at a group of trembling soldiers.

As he spoke, the army on the opposite side began to charge. With the lessons from yesterday, the shield is now bigger and thicker. Only the Eight-Cow Crossbow on the city wall can play a role. The bows and arrows basically have little lethality to the vanguard.

“How is the situation with the rest of the doors?”

Gao Ren captured the deputy general and asked loudly.

"Commander, Li Jinglong's army is like crazy today. Not only did it attack my Dongzhimen, but the other eight gates were also attacked."

"Are they all attacked? It seems that they have given a death order." Gao Ren frowned. In this case, it was impossible to ask for help. If you want to defend Dongzhimen, you can only rely on these hundreds of remaining soldiers and the people.

The situation in Dongzhimen was very bad, and the situation in the other sects was not optimistic, especially at Zhengyangmen. Li Jinglong personally led his army to attack, mobilizing a total of 100,000 people to block Zhengyangmen.

"Criminal, the city gate is almost unable to withstand it!"

A general came to Zhu Gaochi and shouted anxiously.

"If you can't stand it, you have to push me! If an enemy is put in it, you can come and see you!" Zhu Gaochi's eyes were red. From dawn to now, he has witnessed too many deaths. The piles of corpses outside Zhengyang Gate were piled up under his gaze.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

There were sounds coming from the city gate, which was the sound of the army slamming the city gate, and the wooden stakes in the city gate had begun to loosen. No matter how strong the defense was, there would be a time to relax.

"Pour hot oil for me! You can't let them crash like this!"

Zhu Gaochi roared angrily, and his fat body also burst out with amazing strength. He personally held a bucket of hot turmeric and poured it down from the city wall.

Whoosh!

At this time, an arrow suddenly flew over and inserted it hatefully on Zhu Gaochi's shoulder. The oil tank that had not yet been poured fell down and hit the heads of the soldiers below.

ah!

Zhu Gaochi screamed and fell on the city wall. A military doctor immediately came to heal his wounds.

"Criminal, you'd better go back to your house to rest. Leave it here to me!"

Monk Daoyan came over. There was already a lot of blood on his originally bare head, and I don’t know if it was his or the soldiers around him.

As the only counselor who was left by Zhu Di, he must also go to the front line to help Zhu Gaochi guard the city gate.

"Master Daoyan, I can't leave! This is the Peking left by my father. I can't watch it fall into the hands of the enemy. Even my mother can wear armor to the front line. How can I retreat? A hundred kilograms of meat can block them for a moment!" Zhu Gaochi said very bluntly, obviously he did not have any skills in speech.

But just such straightforward words made the soldiers guarding the city excited, and even the prince could use his body to block the city gate. What reason could they have not defended the city well?

So the injured soldiers, regardless of their injuries, continued to shoot arrows, threw stones under the city walls, and began to beat the enemy who was climbing up the ladder with hatred.

"Criminal, this is not a solution. I think it's better to block Zhengyang Sect..." Monk Daoyan suggested.

"It's blocked? Why does it mean?"

"It's just filled with sandbags! Wait for the King of Yan to return to the rescue again, otherwise it's very likely that the city gate will be broken until His Highness returns to the rescue."

"But if the city gate is blocked..."

Zhu Gaochi wanted to say how to get out if it was blocked, but found that they didn't need to go out of the city gate at all. It seemed that blocking the city gate now was the only way, otherwise once the wooden stakes below were loose, Zhengyang Gate would not be able to be kept.

"Then follow what the master said!"

Zhu Gaochi made up his mind and said loudly, "Send the order and seal all the city gates for me!"

The war outside was full of fire, and Xu Miaoyin felt bad in the Yan Prince's Mansion. The last time she traveled in the snow and ice, her condition worsened, and the pain in her chest became more and more serious. Even taking the medicines told by Hu Ye would not have much effect.

"Princess, you'd better go and rest. You haven't been sleeping all day and night."

The green screen persuaded Xu Miaoyin.

"Green screen, let the hot air balloon left by the prince to report the message, saying that we are almost unable to hold on." Xu Miaoyin's face became very bad. She had been thinking about how to defend the city these days. However, over half of the soldiers were killed and injured, and thousands of people were killed or injured. If this continues, Peking will become a dead city.

Now that Peiping is surrounded, the only way to send the news is to be sent out.

As soon as the green screen walked away, someone came to report that Dongzhimen was in danger and that an enemy had already climbed up the wall, which made Xu Miaoyin's already ugly face pale a little.

"It seems that it's time to use the last trump card." Xu Miaoyin murmured to herself, then stood up and came to the depths of the Yan Prince's Mansion, where there was a large courtyard with fifty-six people living in it, which was equipped with a general flag.

However, their equipment is different from that of ordinary soldiers, because each of them has a long spear and a black muzzle. The perpetrator is a powerful weapon for killing people.

"You guys come with me!"

Xu Miaoyin said to the fifty-six people, and then regardless of their physical weakness, he led them toward Dongzhimen.

At this moment, Dongzhimen was indeed in crisis, because Qu Neng and Wang Tong's 80,000 people had lost thousands of people, and the bodies had already made the ground outside the city wall too high, so the ladder had climbed higher. If it weren't for the slippery wall, Dongzhimen would have been taken down long ago.

"Kill me! You can't let them rush up!"

Gao Ren roared while bandaging his right arm with gauze. He was almost desperate as he watched the enemies rushing onto the wall.

"Young Master, young master, if you have foresaw this situation, why don't you leave any response? Is Peking really going to be taken down today?"

While feeling desperate, Gao Ren prayed in his heart that since Hu Ye foresaw such a scene, he would definitely have a backup plan.

Sure enough, just when Gao Ren felt desperate, there were suddenly bursts of gunfire. He had heard this sound, which was the night when Zhu Di raised his army, and it sounded countless times.

That is the voice that Zhu Di was able to take the entire Beiping City into his own hands overnight.

That is, when those sounds sounded, all the enemies standing on the top of the city fell down one by one.

"The King...the Princess..."

Gao Ren glanced at the person walking over the city wall, murmured, and then became unconscious.

...

How was the war in Peking in full swing? Nanjing still thought that Peking had already been taken down, because the day after the news that Dongzhimen had already been taken back, Li Jinglong's military newspaper came back, saying that Xizhimen had also been taken down, and is now engaged in street fighting with Zhu Di's army, fighting for every brick and tile in Peiping.

Regarding this exciting news, Nanjing was full of joy, and only Zhu Yunwen's face became ugly because he asked Yun Zichen to send someone to Peking to inquire about the news.

"Damn it! Damn it! He actually lied about military information!"

Zhu Yunwen slapped the table, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table fell to the ground, because he had learned that Peiping had not been taken down now, and Li Jinglong's army had lost tens of thousands of people, but he did not take down a city gate, even a wall.

"Don't calm down." Yun Zichen said quickly.

"Come here! Take Li Jinglong back to Beijing! You dare to deceive the emperor and the emperor! I will never forgive you!" Zhu Yunwen was extremely angry.

"Your Majesty, it's really unwise to change the commander in the last battle." Yun Zichen persuaded, "According to the recovered news, there are more than 10,000 defenders in Peking, and they have used the special troops of the King of Yan. Even if the commander is changed now, there will be no substantial effect."

"Then what you mean is, let Li Jinglong continue to be the head coach? Continue to let the imperial army bury the bones of Peking?" Zhu Yunwen asked coldly.

"Your Majesty, Peiping has blocked all the city gates, which means that we can't attack and they can't come out. Why do you have to work hard to attack? Why wait for it?" Yun Zichen finally put forward his own idea. This idea had been around for a long time, but he never told Zhu Yunwen that he felt that it was the time.
Chapter completed!