At this time, Jiang Qichen, who was responsible for observing the battle of the canal, rushed over in a hurry, and replied with a deep look of regret and sigh: "Your Highness, the Tianjin Navy has not broken the floating bridge and iron chains that the Tianjin Navy has not broken through Jianlu, and is retreating."

Zhu Cixuan was still staring at the fierce battle under the city and asked: "How is the navy damaged?"

"More than a dozen ships sank, the loss of troops is unclear." Jiang Qichen replied.

Zhu Cilang nodded: "I understand."

The failure of the Tianjin Navy was not surprising at all. Zhu Cilang was relieved that Lu Zhenfei's timely retreat did not lose more ships and troops on the canal. He had already thought of the reason for the protection of Lu Zhenfei's possible punishment for Lu Zhenfei. The crime of this battle was not in the Tianjin Navy, nor in Lu Zhenfei. More than 100 ships lost only one tenth of them. Lu Zhenfei led his army to retreat, which shows that his overall view and view of the situation were very clear. Zhu Cilang must protect such officials.

"Look at your highness, Yang Xuan is shaking the flag!"

Li Jize, who was standing beside Zhu Cilang, shouted.

I saw a triangular red flag shaking in Yang Xuan’s formation, which was a signal of retreat.

"Yang Xuan is going to withdraw, and the cannons on the top of the city will be fired with all their might. Order Fukui to leave the city immediately to respond!" Zhu Cixuan immediately ordered.

"yes!"

Bang bang bang bang bang bang.

The gunpowder filled the smoke, and the cannons on the city were heard in large numbers. The gunmen shouted loudly. The artillery continued to load, and even risked the explosion of the chamber, and kept smashing the iron bullets from the city and hitting both sides of Yang Xuan's army to protect the left and right wings. After receiving the order of Yang Xuan's retreat, the bomb droppers thunder and threw all the hands of the bomb droppers out, like thunder thunder thunder, boom boom, the loess in front were blown up, and the air waves rolled. The Jianlu soldiers rushed up were either dead or injured, even the three-level iron armor was difficult to resist, and they were eventually torn into skewed limbs and minced meat.

The momentum of Jianlu's fierce attack was immediately suppressed.

"Retreat! Retreat!" Yang Xuan shouted loudly.

The spearman threw the spear in his hand forward like a javelin, then pulled out the short knife at his waist, and turned his head to fight with the shield player who put down the big shield. Only the bird gunners could not discard their weapons. They carried the bird guns and ran in front with Li Shun's artillerymen.

As for the four bronze cannons that made great contributions, they were left in place, and the smoke and dust rolled. The Jianlu soldiers would not notice that a pack of explosives was placed under each bronze cannon. At this time, the lead had been ignited and disappeared.

When the remaining Ming army retreated back and the Jianlu soldiers rushed forward, they heard four loud noises of "bang bang bang bang bang". Four bronze small cannons flew into the sky. The Jianlu soldiers passing by were all broken and broken by the cannons, which made the flesh and blood fly across the body. Some war horses were frightened and threw the horses off, and the horses that had lost their control ran around. The other soldiers were startled and involuntarily slowed down their pursuit.

Hearing the loud noise of the fried bag, Li Shun looked back and saw that the bronze cannon that had been cast by the crown prince, who had been operating it himself and had made several contributions, turned into a pile of scrap copper. He couldn't help but show regret in his eyes. I don't know if there would be such an exquisite bronze cannon in the future... Just as he thought of this, a whoosh, a feather arrow came from behind, rubbing the tip of his nose and flew over. He was so scared that he hurriedly covered his head and shouted: "Oh, bless me, Empress..." and ran forward.

At this time, the horse's hooves were like thunder. It was when Ma Guangyuan led his team to arrive. He made a military order in front of Dorgon, and he had to destroy the Ming army out of the city. Seeing that the four small cannons were intimidated, the pursuit army slowed down. The remaining Ming army had retreated to the south gate and was about to escape from his own pursuit. He raised his long sword and roared: "Go up, let me go! Those who retreated back!" He did not dare to command Jianlu heavy armored soldiers, but only took his four hundred personal soldiers and rushed towards the Ming army desperately.

Two hundred and fifty steps seemed to be a very close distance, but on the battlefield, it was very far away. When Yang Xuan first ordered the retreat, there were more than 100 people around him, but when he rushed out and reached the 150 steps under the city, there were only less than 50 people following him, and everyone was injured. Most of the shield and spearmen who were covering the retreat were dead in the pursuit of Jianlu. Yang Xuan held a long sword in his hand and covered in blood. He stopped, waved his arms, and shouted loudly at the subordinates who followed him behind, "Hurry, hurry!"

Rumble.

At this time, the suspension bridge in the south city was lowered, and the city gate was wide open. Fu Kui, deputy commander of the left guard of Wuxiang, led 300 heavily armored cavalry to rush out. They divided into two wings, let Yang Xuan and the others go, and directly hit the Jianlu cavalry chasing. Both sides were swords and swords, war horses neighed, and they cut into pieces.

At the same time, the bird gun soldiers on the top of the city also began to launch intensively, shooting Jianlu who approached the city wall to the ground, providing more protection for the retreating warriors.

"Boom, bounce!"

Ma Guangyuan's face turned green. Although he tried his best, he could not keep all the Ming army out of the city. The Ming army arranged a large number of bird gunners at the top of the Nancheng city, and accompanied by dozens of Fran machine cannons, which overturned all the Jianlu soldiers who tried to approach the South Gate, with blood and limbs, flooded the road. Even though Ma Guangyuan issued a military order and knew that if he could not complete the task, he would be severely punished, but in the face of the fierce firepower of the Ming army, he was helpless.

"withdraw!"

After completing the blocking mission, Fukui retreated quickly.

Ma Guangyuan led his troops to chase him, but after a dense sound of bird guns, even him, all the chasing cavalry turned over and fell off the horse, and the wailing sounded. Before the smoke of gunpowder had dissipated, Ma Guangyuan, who had been caught, managed to escape, pushed away the war horse pressing on him, lost his helmet, and ran back in dismay. At this moment, he was desperate to escape, and he didn't care about Jianlu's strict military discipline and military laws...

After Ma Guang fled far away, he left only layers of war horses and soldiers' bodies under the city wall. Some of the undead soldiers were still struggling in a pool of blood, but no one could save them.

Inside the city gate.

The prince Zhu Cilang stood by the street with silver helmet and silver armor, and personally led the generals to welcome the warriors who returned from the city.

More than 300 people left the city, but the last one came back was less than 30. Most of them were the artillery soldiers who retreated first, and more than half of them were injured. Yang Xuan was injured in his left arm and was still brave. Li Shun threw away his armor and looked dissatisfied. He was supported by two personal soldiers and only recited the Bodhisattva Empress. However, when he saw the prince, he immediately pushed the personal soldiers away, raised his chest and raised his head, and was refreshed.

"A warrior of the Ming Dynasty! Please accept my worship."

Zhu Cilang's passion was surging, and he bowed and added a deep repertoire to the warriors.

Who says no one is noble? With a warrior and powerful general like Yang Xuan, the future of the Beijing Camp is promising, and with an outstanding gunner like Li Shun who looks timid, but who can accurately operate the cannon and complete the mission successfully every time, the Shenji Camp will inevitably bear more important responsibilities in the future.

Yuan Jixian, who was following Zhu Cilang, was slightly stunned. The prince bowed to his ministers, but there was nothing he had ever done, because it was completely contrary to the rules. If it was in the court, he would definitely stop it and give a harsh reason. But today, in this battle-torn Tongzhou City, looking at the thirty warriors who returned from the death to the death, he could not say a word. He could only sigh gently and bow to the warriors with His Highness the Crown Prince.

Who dares to bear the compilation of the prince? Yang Xuan and Li Shun and others changed their colors and hurriedly knelt down to return the favor. Zhu Cixuan took a step forward, held Yang Xuan and Li Shun's arms in advance, looked at their eyes, and said solemnly: "This compilation just now is not me, but I am on behalf of the soldiers of Tongzhou and all the people, thanking the two heroic people. If you hadn't taken the risk of leaving the city, the southwest city wall might have collapsed at this time, and the battle situation has reversed. I don't know how many soldiers and people were killed. You two deserve this blessing!"

Yang Xuan and Li Shun both had their eyes red. How could they dare not die if His Highness the Crown Prince is so generous? Especially Li Shun, he almost burst into tears, and he just knelt down to worship His Highness the Crown Prince as the Bodhisattva Empress.

Not only Yang Xuan and Li Shun, Zhu Cixuan nodded to every return warrior, and announced in public that the warriors who died in battle today would enjoy double pensions, everyone would enter the Heroes Temple and enjoy the national sacrifice forever. The injured would be rewarded with ten taels of silver for each person, and at the same time, they would be promoted to the next level.

Before the prince finished speaking, Yang Xuan was wet. Almost all of the people who died in battle outside the city today were his elite confidants and brothers. Once he died in battle, his grief was more than anyone else. His Royal Highness can give such pension and attention, and the brothers in heaven should be able to rest in peace...

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Yang Xuan bowed to the prince, and cried out in a choked voice.

At this time, I heard the sound of "wow" horns outside the city, and then a small cheer came from the top of the city. Then, the central officer Tong Dingfang ran down from the top of the city and reported with a happy expression: "Your Highness, Jianlu has retreated, and at the same time, the yellow Luogai umbrella shaking, it seems that something big happened!"

"oh?"

Zhu Cilang immediately went to the city.

Under the sunset, the troops and horses of Jianlu who were attacking the city were slowly returning to the camp. Huang Taiji's Huang Luogai umbrella and Dorgon's Zhengbai Banner's flag were gone. Under the various banners of the Eight Banners, they were covered with armor, but they were dejected and returned to the camp's heads--Jianlu rose for fifty years and were invincible in the battle. A failure like Tongzhou was never before.

"After today's battle, Jianlu has been scared and will not attack again tomorrow!" Yuan Jixian, the right censor standing beside Zhu Cixuan, was very excited.

Zhu Cilang's face was still solemn. In terms of military strategy and political strategy, the Jianlu really had no reason to attack and run away. With three heavy artillery and no gunpowder, unless Huang Taiji came down to bury half of the 100,000 Jianlu here, the Jianlu would definitely not be attacking the city. But this does not mean that the Jianlu would definitely be defeated when he entered the frontier, because they had another choice, that is, to lead troops south immediately, and plunder the southern part of the Jingnan region, and even Zhili in the south of Shandong. This is related to the battle situation of the Hejian Prefecture. If Wu Qing could defend the Hejian Prefecture and refused to the Jianlu army in the southern part of the Jingnan Prefecture, then even if the Jianlu army headed south now, it would be difficult to gain anything. On the contrary, the Ming Dynasty was still the loser of this battle.

At this time, Zhu Cixuan wanted to know the battle situation in Hejian Prefecture more than ever.

...

Outside the city.

Under the Central Army’s Battle Flag.

When he saw the remaining remaining soldiers of the Ming army retreating to Tongzhou City, the city gates were closed, the suspension bridge was pulled up again, and the city wall was still standing up, Dorgon's face was as blue as a pot. He had led his troops for many years, but he had never encountered such setbacks as today. In front of everyone, not only were three heavy artillery destroyed by the Ming army that suddenly left the city, but even the Ming army that left the city could not be wiped out. This was a huge blow to the morale of Jianlu. It was even more severely damaged Dorgon's reputation.

After the three heavy artillery were destroyed, they no longer had the lightest way to break through the city walls of Tongzhou. If they wanted to take Tongzhou, they would only have the last stupid way to stay, which was to climb the city ladder, fill it up with people's lives, and occupy the trenches and towers of Tongzhou...

"Let's go!" Dorgon suddenly turned his horse's head and headed behind the central army. Wherever he passed, the Jianlu army dispersed to both sides like a tide and made way for him. Soon, Dorgon came under Huang Taiji's Huang Luogai umbrella--the three hundred Ming troops suddenly left the city and used small cannons to destroy three heavy cannons. Jianlu and Mongolian relatives who followed Huang Taiji saw it, so now their eyes were gloomy and their faces were ugly. They had never been so cowardly for so many years.

Huang Taiji was coughing. Because of his anger, his face turned purple. The servant came over to tea and was beaten to the ground with a hard palm.

"I am unable to take Tongzhou, I am guilty of death!"

Dorgon dismounted from afar, then walked to Huang Taiji, took off his helmet, knelt down with a thump, and took the initiative to apologize.

Huang Taiji looked at him, but didn't say anything, but just gasped violently.

Dorgon didn't raise his head and continued in a deep voice: "All the blame lies with me. I think our army has lost the opportunity to seize the city of Tongzhou. At this time, our army should make a quick decision to evacuate Tongzhou and find another opportunity to fight!"

He didn't speak loudly, but all the relatives and ministers around him could hear clearly.

After saying that, Dorgon's forehead touched the ground, and he did not move, waiting for Huang Taiji's punishment and decision.

The scene was silent.

Although many Jianlu and Mongolian nobles did not speak, their eyes showed their agreement. The Qing Dynasty had always been lightning in its entry into the frontier, mainly plundering green and strong people. When they encountered difficult-to-break big cities, they never fought to death. Instead, they took a detour to attack those small cities that were easy to conquer and rural towns scattered in the fields. In the past ten years, five or six times, each of them had been flying smoothly and returning with a full load. Although there were many Ming troops, they had no choice but to do anything to them. From Jianlu to Mongolian nobles, everyone tasted the sweetness of it. This time they entered the frontier, they originally thought that the same was true, but they never expected that the army would stop at the city of Tongzhou and launch a fierce attack on Tongzhou for more than ten days. Until now, it was a fate of losing troops and losing nothing.

Apart from withdrawing troops, it seems that there is no second choice.

Even if Prince Ming was in the city, the Qing warriors could not be allowed to continue to die.

But everyone knows that Huang Taiji has a very strong insistence on taking Tongzhou, so no one dares to persuade Huang Taiji. Now Dorgon kneels in front of Huang Taiji, saying what everyone thinks and asks for what everyone wants. Everyone breathes a sigh of relief.

Huang Taiji's face turned redder, and he held the whip's hand tightened. As a perpetual winner of political power and power that has been practiced for a long time, he clearly realized that Dorgon took the initiative to apologize in front of him and proposed to withdraw troops, which not only conformed to the wishes of most people, but also made it a sign of winning people's hearts!

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