Chapter 297: The Decisive Battle of Peking (Central)

In the city of Beiping, the final decisive battle between the Southern Army and the Yan Army was also the final decisive battle between Xiao Fan and Zhu Di.

From the 30th year of Hongwu to the present, for more than two years, the grudge between Xiao Fan and Zhu Di has long been known to the world. The two fought from the capital to Peiping, and all the deeds were spread by the world. The two seemed to be born as enemies. Even though they were still named as father-in-law and son-in-law, they met on the battlefield and remained unending.

Now that the Southern Army has 350,000 troops besieged Beiping, Zhu Di can control the last city. People in the world open their eyes and look to the north. They are waiting for the final outcome of this old enemy.

The city of Beiping was already in panic, the city gates were closed, the streets were nowhere to be seen, the merchants had already closed down, and the people were hiding at home and were in panic all day long. For them, whether Peking could defend their wealth and lives. After all, this was the base for Zhu Di to make a fortune. If the imperial court captured Peiping, how would it treat these civilians? Will they be labeled as "following the thief and causing trouble" and then start a massacre?

No one answers this question. The only person who can determine the fate of the people in Beiping City is the general officer who commanded the siege of the Southern Army outside the city. He was happy, and the whole city was spared, and he was angry and the whole city was slaughtered.

Although he has always been unwilling to be a great figure who determines the fate of civilians, now, Xiao Fan has inevitably walked to the top of the golden tower and accidentally held the lives of thousands of people tightly.

Destiny arranges him to become a big shot, and then he arranges the fate of others. Who is arranged by whom?

The city of Beiping was full of war, and all the weapons guarding the city had been put on the city wall. Before the Yan army could recover its morale from one failure after another, they had to take up swords and implement Zhu Di's will.

Zhu Di's will was to defend Peiping to the death and never surrender.

He was once the favorite and most respected minister of the late emperor. He was praised by the world as a barrier in the north and a hero of the Han family. He fought against the Tartars, conquered the grasslands and deserts, and made great military achievements for the Ming Dynasty. He expanded the territory of the Ming Dynasty, expelled the former Yuan emperor, captured the former Yuan prime minister alive, and annihilated countless Tartars. He had a noble status and great achievements. His life was surrounded by a golden halo. He was the fourth son of the emperor, King Yan!

Even though he was so depressed, Zhu Di still had his own pride. He could die, but he could never surrender. Even if a hero was defeated, he would still be worthy of a hero. Who can be called a hero except him today?

Maybe there is only one.

Xiao Fan, the man who defeated the hero, the young man who made Zhu Di wish he could not eat his flesh and sleep with his skin, was washed away by the waves, and Xiao Fan's glory gradually covered his sharpness.

Although there was no suspense in the last battle, Zhu Di still chose to pick up the sword. This battle had nothing to do with the outcome. Zhu Di just wanted to settle the halo of his life and defend his last little dignity. That's all.

When will the world be separated and hatred? It is not for the heroes, and the songs of Chu are the domineering pictures!

Outside the city of Peiping, people roared and horses neighed, and gold and iron clanged.

Everything was arranged in an orderly manner. In ancient times, the practice of siege in cities was generally "surrounded by three s and one", which means surrounding three sides of the city, but deliberately letting go of one side, leaving the last bit of hope for the enemy guarding the city. This would not make the enemy desperate and reduce the casualties on their own side. This was also the earliest psychological tactic.

However, this time when attacking Beiping, Xiao Fan did not follow this convention and wanted to learn and apply the military strategy. Zhu Di only had this last city left. The soldiers of the Yan army were poisoned by weakness. They could not change the situation of the battle if they fought or not. Therefore, Xiao Fan ordered a large army of 350,000 to surround Beiping and not allow the Yan army to escape.

In the handsome tent, Xiao Fan had a blue face, trembling all over, and looked like he was about to vomit.

It is naturally not ordinary that it can make the expression of the General Ping Ni Marquis Xiao change drastically.

Tuoluhuchaer, this guy was carrying two bloody heads and swaying in front of Xiao Fan, with a proud look on his face, as if he had made a war of storm for the Ming Dynasty. Of course, the implication is that I, Tuoluhuchaer, have cut off so many thieves' heads for you, so I have to give you a few rewards, right?

Xiao Fan's teeth were chewed, and he tried hard to squeeze out a smile of praise, and his tone became sharp and ugly.

"Thank you for your hard work, thank you for your hard work, the soldiers of the Three Guards of Duoyan... I have seen everything you have done for the Ming Dynasty. Don't worry, the emperor will reward you with great rewards in the future. Now... can you put down these two things temporarily? I promise to admit your account..."

Tuoluhuchaer was very happy. He achieved his goal, so he naturally didn't have to take out the two heads to show off. So he simply threw the heads outside the tent, and there were two muffled sounds. The personal soldiers standing outside the tent were frightened and screamed when they saw the two heads flying out for no reason.

After clapping his hands, Tuoluhuchaer grinned: "The heaven of immortality gives blessings to Mr. Xiao, wealth and longevity. The respected Marquis, the official, does not have the surname Tuo, you can directly call my full name."

"Your full name is so tangled, so I'm always taking it off..."

Tuolu Huchaer was stunned and then a little frustrated. Although he was a Mongolian, he could also speak Chinese. Lao Tuo Lao Tuo, what is this name? Why is it so lewd to be called a good person?

"Old Tuo, in this battle of Zijing Pass, your Duoyan's troops wiped out more than 30,000 enemies, and made great contributions. On the day of our troops, we will report to the emperor tomorrow to ask for merit and reward for your Duoyan's three guards..."

When Tuoluhuchaer heard this, his eyes suddenly showed greed, and he didn't care about the question of name and title. He hurriedly smiled: "It's a blessing that Mr. Xiao, the lower-ranking official, Duoyan, swore to His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, that he would always be the most loyal slave of the Emperor, and that Duoyan, the three guards of the Emperor for generations to swear allegiance to the Emperor."

After turning his eyes cunningly, Tuoluhuchaer continued: "...In addition, the three guards of Duoyan are willing to guard Daning for the emperor forever. Daning is the first barrier to the northern territory of the Ming Dynasty. Please give me a clarification."

Xiao Fan frowned slightly, then smiled and said, "As Daning, this... we can study it again."

Tuoluhuchaer's heart tightened and his face looked a little unpleasant: "What are you studying? Mr. Xiao, this is the condition we agreed to have made an order on behalf of the emperor and designated the Daning Mansion as my Duoyan's fief. Did Mr. Xiao forget it? Or are you going to break your promise?"

Xiao Fanqiang smiled and said, "I always have a promise to speak, and I have a word of it. How can I break my promise? The main thing is...Daning, look, it is the fief of His Highness Ning. What about you? You were originally under the jurisdiction of King Ning, but now you want to grant Daning to you. King Ning is probably not very happy, and the emperor is in a dilemma..."

Tuolu Huchaer sneered: "My marquis bullied me and didn't understand the government? After the rebellion of the King of Yan, it was a sure thing for the emperor to reduce the vassal states. Since the King of Yan was destroyed, who would dare to rebel again? All vassal kings would inevitably obey the emperor's will, remove their fiefdoms and military power, and return to the capital to be a idle prince. After the rest of his life, King Ning could not escape. Isn't Daning Mansion still ours in the end?"

Xiao Fan was stunned, and then his face was a little uneasy. He had never been exposed like this for a long time? This Mongolian barbarian really didn't know how to speak politely. He was so righteous to ask for a fief. I was born to owe you something?

After suppressing his anger, Xiao Fan's mouth gradually showed a cold smile.

He beat him up to the sky and laughed, "Old Tuo, why are you so restless? I didn't say I won't give you Daning. Don't worry, as long as you conquer Beiping City, Daning will definitely be yours. I'll cover my chest and make a promise!"

Tuoluhuchaer was overjoyed and immediately bowed to caress his chest and said, "Changshengtian favors a generous and generous man. Thank you, the emperor, and thank you, Mr. Xiao for your kind gift."

Xiao Fan smiled and said, "Don't rush to thank you, I have a bigger surprise for you..."

"And there are surprises?"

Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows mysteriously and said, "The battle against the rebellion is about to settle. The emperor was overjoyed. The Ming Dynasty recently held a discount package event that gave away again and again..."

Tuoluhuchaer's eyes were straight: "Promotion... package?"

"Yes! Discount package! In other words, giving you a Daning Mansion is not enough. We plan to give you a very strange treasure..."

Speaking of the word "baby", Tuoluhuchaer's eyes emitted golden light: "What baby?"

Xiao Fan flipped his hands and found two things from behind like a magic trick. One was as black as a brick and as clay as a rod, and the other was a rod-shaped object about two feet long and covered with metal and iron.

"What is this?" Tuoluhuchal said in surprise.

Xiao Fan's smile became colder and colder, and he whispered: "This bag of black things is refined from a precious flower in the extreme south. It is very precious and rare. The locals affectionately call it "Paradise Flower"..."

"Paradise Flower?"

"Yes, just use your little finger to pick a small handful, stuff it into this gun, then put it on the candlelight and ignite it, and absorb the smoke released after it burns, and you will feel energetic. It's like going to heaven, and the feeling of being floating and ecstatic is not changed to a god. Moreover, this thing is green and environmentally friendly, without side effects, long-term absorption, strong body, long-lasting longevity, so I gave it a very appropriate name, called "Fu Shou Paste"..."

"This...is that wonderful?"

"It's amazing. This small piece is more expensive than gold, and it's very difficult to refine. I want to get it but it's not available. You helped me. Our friendship between Han and Mongolia will last forever. I will give you this piece of blessing and longevity cream for free. But this thing is too precious. I'll give it for free this time. I can't give it for free next time. If you still want it after using it, I'll buy it with money. Of course, I'll give it some to you, the brave generals and soldiers under the command of the Three Guards of Duoyan. I'll give them some. It's better to have fun alone than to have fun..."

Tuoluhuchaer was skeptical, took the Fushou cream and the smoke gun, and looked carefully in his palm.

Xiao Fan patted his shoulder, his voice as charming as a devil: "I wish you suck more, this thing is the most ecstatic..."

Guangning Gate, Peking.

The Hongwu cannons in the Southern Army were lined up, and the soldiers were neatly dressed, with swords and halberds pointing to the sky. On the plain outside the city, a long row of shield hands stood behind the cannons, followed by archers, and behind them were the main force of the siege.

The siege was about to begin. After Xiao Fan discussed with the generals, he decided to focus on the siege on Guangning Gate.

Nearly 100,000 soldiers were arranged in a neat square formation, but they had no weapons in their hands. Everyone carried a bag of linen bags weighing dozens of kilograms, which were bulging inside, and they didn't know what they contained.

The vanguard officer Ping'an rode on the horse, constantly shuttled back and forth in front of the formation, looking anxiously at Xiao Fan, who looked calm in the central army, waiting for his general attack order.

On the Beiping City Tower, Zhu Di looked at the murderous soldiers in the South Army who were soaring into the sky in the distance with a calm expression. His body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Ten years have been like a dream, starting in Peiping and defeated in Peiping. Everything has returned to its original point. Things have changed, but everything is completely different. At that time, he was the uncle of the emperor, but today he was a rebel who was about to be annihilated by the court. God did not help and the crisis was not over. He would eventually die on the battlefield.

Daoyan stood beside Zhu Di. He did not look at the southern army under the city. Things had come to this point, and it was meaningless to not look at it. His eyes only stared at Zhu Di. Seeing Zhu Di's body trembling slightly, Daoyan sighed softly, and a doomsday-like tragic desolation surged into his heart.

"Prince, the Southern Army is going to attack the city..." Daoyan said lightly.

Zhu Di nodded calmly: "Xiao Fan is full of tricks. I want to see how he plans to attack the city this time. Peiping was once the capital of the former Yuan Dynasty. The walls were tall and strong. It is probably not that easy to attack with a few ladders..."

"Xiao Fan acts in a mysterious way. If he commands to attack the city, he will definitely not be able to do such a regular method..."

Daoyan paused, his lips stumbled a few times, and then said, "Prince... I am sorry for the prince. I have been tolerant of my business for more than ten years, but I still failed. I am ashamed!"

Zhu Di turned his head, stared at Daoyan's old face, and said quietly: "Sir, help me for many years. We love you and I are like brothers. Why do you think this way? I chose the way. If you go wrong, you will not blame others. It is just a difficult thing forever, and you will die."

Tears surged in Daoyan's eyes, nodded vigorously, and laughed: "The prince is so arrogant. It's just a difficult thing for the ages! I wish to die with the prince!"

Zhu Di looked at the tears on Daoyan's face and laughed loudly. His laughter was so vigorous that it soared into the sky, alarming a group of birds living on the city.

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong!

The drum beat, Xiao Fan waved the flag vigorously, and the Southern Army began to launch a final general attack on Peiping.

Ping'an tilted his legs and got off the horse, pulled out the steel knife on his waist, shouted: "Kill the enemy and eliminate the thief, and serve the court!"

The soldiers shouted in unison: "Kill the enemy and eliminate the thieves, serve the court--"

Amid the shouts of landslides, Ping An led the way and was the first to rush to the Guangning Gate of Beiping. He was followed by thousands of shield players, holding up the shield. The arrows of the Yan army guarding the city fell on the shield, making a crisp and jingling sound.

Following the shield were tens of thousands of archers. As a cover, the shields in front of them ran to the range of two hundred steps in front of the city, and then took a bow and archery. The dense arrows like locusts shot towards the city head, pressing the Yan army guarding the city hard under the city wall, and did not dare to look up.

With the cover of shields and the suppression of bows and arrows, nearly 100,000 main siege forces behind the Southern Army archers rushed forward together. Each of them carried a large pocket weighing dozens of kilograms on their backs and ran to the front of the moat in Peiping. Then they threw the bulging pockets into the river. One by one, nearly 100,000 large pockets gradually filled the river, and the river water overflowed uncontrollably.

On the city tower, Zhu Di's expression changed: "The Southern Army wants to fill the river and attack the city gate!"

Daoyan's forehead was sweating slightly: "There is a suspension bridge in front of the city gate. The Guangning gate inside the suspension bridge has been repaired many times, and it is reinforced with sand and stone. Even if they use the door stake, they can't easily knock it open. Prince, please feel relieved..."

Before he finished speaking, boom! Three cannons sounded, and the big suspension bridge in front of Guangning Gate made a dying squeaking sound, and then fell down weakly like an old man who had died, just like a dead man, just covering the moat.

As if he was deliberately slapping Daoyan in the face, then there was another dense sound of cannons. This time, the hundred Hongwu cannons did not attack the city wall, but concentrated their firepower and all hit the solid city gate and Guangning Gate mentioned in Daoyan's mouth.

Wood chips splashed, and the city gate was shaking.

Daoyan was shocked: "It's a cannon again..."

Zhu Di was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red, and he stood on the city tower and jumped up and cursed: "Xiao Fan, you are eighteen generations of ancestors! You will die without cannons!"
Chapter completed!